A trip to the store

"Good afternoon Olivia. Today you have two tasks, complete the first and then I'll give you the second. Your first task is to go to any of the sex shops nearby, you can choose which one, and you are to buy: a blindfold, and 4 pairs of padded handcuffs. Then return home."

I replied immediately, "How the hell would I know where any sex shops are!?"

"Come on, you can Google. Don't make me wait for too long."

I gritted my teeth as I cursed him internally. But once more, I couldn't do anything but comply.

Twenty minutes later, I entered the closest shop I found on the net. With its blacked-out windows and dim lighting inside, it had a gloomy but somewhat erotic atmosphere. The shelves were lined up with all sorts of skimpy outfits and toys which I had no idea how to use. Further inside, I found the section where the handcuffs were exposed, with ropes and chains all around. I shuddered just at the thought of some sluts finding pleasure being tied up and restrained. That could never be me, I thought.

While I was busy fantasizing about some random girl being chained up, the store clerk had discreetly moved up behind me.

"First time?", she asked, making me jump in shock. I turned around to see a tiny asian young lady. She must have been around my age, a little shorter than me, about 5 foot. The oversized hoodie she was wearing coupled with the dim lighting hid her curves well, but her toned legs suggested that she worked out often.

"Y-yeah, how do you know?", I replied hesitantly.

"I've seen my fair share of BDSM virgins staring awkwardly at this particular shelf without a clue where to start. Want some recommendations?"

"Uhmm, actually, I know what I need, I just need help finding them."

"Oh", she said, a bit surprised. "Boyfriend's got a bit of experience, I see."

I stayed silent. Call me dumb if you want, but for some reason I hadn't considered that those were for me. Maybe I just didn't want to contemplate this possibility. It was scary thinking about being completely restrained and blindfolded while my blackmailer had his way with me. It was scary, but somehow also... arousing.

"Hello...?", the Asian girl snapped me out of my reverie. "Would you tell me what you want already so I can help you find them?"

"S-sorry, I need 4 pairs of padded handcuffs and a blindfold."

"Spicy", she muttered under her breath before expertly picking 4 pairs of black and pink handcuffs and a blindfold from the shelves. "Is that it?"

"I guess so, yeah...?"

"Girl, are you a virgin?", the shop assistant suddenly asked.

I snickered. "Is it that obvious?"

"You're not doing a very good job at hiding it if that was your intention. Anyway, I heard your first time hurt like crazy, and it can get a little messy too. Also, you'll probably need this", she added before grabbing a bottle containing a clear liquid inside. Seeing my intrigued face, she rolled her eyes and explained, "This is lube. It helps make it less painful during penetration apparently."

"Oh I see. Wait, apparently?", I asked catching on to what she just said. "Does that mean you've never tried it?"

"A virgin working in a sex shop, isn't that outrageous?", she replied in a self-deprecating way.

"I didn't mean it that way. There's nothing wrong with that. I was just a little surprised. Can I ask why though? I could never see myself working in a place like this."

"It's just like working in a clothing or retail store", she shrugged. "It helps me pay my college fees, plus I have less customers to help than at a usual store. The only difference is I have to check my client's ID before selling them the product", she added.

I took the cue and gave it to her. "Are you a UCLA student as well?", I asked, to which she nodded. She quickly scanned through my card, and seemingly satisfied, handed it back with a bag filled with the product I had just bought.

"Here you go, Olivia. Good luck for your first time." I winced at her comment. If only she knew in what predicament I found myself into, I'm not sure she'd wish me luck, but she didn't know, and I couldn't tell her either. However she seemed nice and fun to be around.

"Thanks", I said faking a smile. "Can I know your name? I'd love to hang out with you sometimes, maybe not here but somewhere more... appropriate."

She seemed a little surprised by the question, but quickly composed herself. "I'm Jina, and..." She picked a piece of paper from behind the counter and scribbled something on it, "...here's my number."

I gave Jina a final wave before leaving the sex shop in a much happier mood, until I remembered why I had come here in the first place. With a sigh, I decided to return home before texting my blackmailer back.