What does Sammy choose?
Back Room
"A bunch of cardboard boxes won't rat me out, I bet. Let's go to the back." Sammy nodded her head confidently.
Cass smiled and swished her way over to the door, checked to make sure nobody was looking, then held it open. Sammy quickly followed her and darted in. The door swung shut as Cass followed, then she led Sammy through the break room to another door. Sammy was greeted by the sight of rows and rows of shelves. Boxes of various sizes filled the shelves and part of the floor.
"Here you are! Wanna do inventory for me? Kidding. I do have to head back up front, though. I don't mind if you get bored and decide to poke around, but some of this stuff can be a little unsafe for 'solo play', so be very careful. I probably won't hear you from up front, so if you need my help, press this and I'll come running." Cass passed Sammy a small button and pressed it into her hand. "Be careful with it."
"What does it do?" Sammy pressed it without thinking.
Cass jumped. "YOW! Hey, that hurt! Only press it if you need help. I knew I should have set it to a lower charge. Owwww..." Cass walked out the door, her hands squeaking as they gingerly rubbed her nipples through her latex top like they were just struck by lightning. After only a few seconds, Cass popped her head through the door again. "Toodles, cutie!" Cass blew Sammy a kiss and let the door swing shut again.
Sammy was blushing a deep red this time. Did Cass really just give her a controller for some kind of sex toy she was wearing? Best not to think about it. Sammy decided to pocket the button and look around for a while to kill some time as she waited out the seeker.
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Bad idea. Good idea? Maybe? Sammy wasn't sure. Each box she peeked in held something devious that made Sammy sweat. A metal belt that looked like it would cover up the wearer's crotch and lock on. Gas mask. Solid steel bra. A freaky gag/harness thing that looked like it could hold a tongue piercing. Box of dildos ranging from pinky-sized up to "ER visit". Really high collar padded with rubber on the inside. Rubber panties with dildos in the crotch that were lined with tiny rubber spikes and bumps. All sorts of other crazy fetish stuff.
As Sammy looks around, something else catches her interest out of the corner of her eye.
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