He had this beautiful naked woman in the middle of his store, so the sex shop worker figured he should at least document the moment. "I propose a simple deal." He said, "I'll let you purchase that outfit, if you let me take a few pictures of you." Emily furiously nodded her head in agreement, relieved that he wasn't asking her to do anything worse.
"Go ahead, take some photos." Emily said, "Just please don't post them on the internet or anything. I don't want any of my friends to see them, or my boss."
"What I do with the pictures is none of your business." The sex shop worker said. "Now do we have a deal or not?"
"Yes." Replied Emily through gritted teeth.
"Very good," the man said. "How about you do a few poses for me? Start with a simple one, hands above your head, stick your ass out." Emily did so, and the man took his photos. "Now down on your knees." Emily complied. More shutter noises and camera flashes. "Finally, get in here next to me and take a selfie. Don't worry, I won't post this one. This will be just for me. Put your arms around me. Press your naked body against mine, then take the photo." Emily did so.
Relieved that it was over, Emily snatched the outfit from the man's hands, and began to put it on. The man suggested that before she did, she rub her body in lube, to make it easier to get the outfit on and off. That seemed like a sensible suggestion, so she did. Twenty minutes later, she was standing there, in the middle of the store wearing the outfit she'd been so **** to try on. She was wearing the spiked high-heeled boots too, as well as the collar, but she thought she'd leave it up to Nate as to whether he wanted her to wear the hood, leash and ball-gag.
Emily made arrangements to pay off the expensive outfit. She signed a contract to pay it off over the next six months in monthly installments. She left her information with the sex shop so that if she failed to make payments they could send debt collectors after her. Emily was apprehensive about what she had just done, but so eager to see Nate's face when he saw her. She drove slowly over to his apartment, due to the boots, and crossed the carpark to his building. She saw some people she recognized, and they recognized her, their eyes popping out of their head at what she was wearing. Blushing, embarrassed and aroused, Emily continued up to Nate's apartment and knocked on his door.
After a brief pause, the door opened and Nate stood there, a huge grin spreading across his face as his eyes moved up and down Emily's leather-clad body.
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