Victoria's Secret Room.

Mindy was led to what at first appeared to be the stock room with the excess merchandise stored in boxes and on racks. Victoria continued further down to a separated area of that room, closed off by curtains. Behind the curtains, Mindy looked on with shock. The place was decorated with black wooden furniture that gave her pause. In the center was what looked like a gymnastic vault. To the far side was a large 'X' frame with shackles bolted on the outer ends. Closer was a medieval looking stocks, where one traps the prisoner's head and hands between two blocks of wood.

Mindy turned to her captor, "Wh.. what is this?" she cried out.

"This is your atonement, girl. You will pay for your punishment with your flesh," Victoria explained coldly. "Or... shall I call back my security friend and have you officially charged?"

Mindy's mind flip flopped over the dilemma. What was this clothing store clerk up to? Is it worth avoiding prosecution? She remained uncertain about the whole thing and the taller woman noticed. She chided, "You could be looking at jail time for shoplifting... and you know the stories they say about being in jail..."

Mindy frowned, "What are you going to do with me?"

"Well, I'm not going to lie. It's not going to be a slap on the cheek. Although..." Victoria gave the made an open palm slap to the left buttock. The sound echoed in the small room. "Mmm... you do have a very smack-able tush... Anyways, the safety word will be sloppy nuggets should you feel things have gone too far."

"Sloppy nuggets?"

"Well, if you feel silly saying it, all the more reason not too, hmm?" The sales clerk said before stepping over to a rack carrying a variety of whips and lashes. "Of course, if you give up before I am satisfied with your punishment, you go right back to security."

Mindy frowned again, "How will I know that you're satisfied?"

"I'll be satisfied when you are satisfied," she replied cryptically.

She snapped the strap she had picked up and looked to Mindy with a raised eyebrow. Mindy was still unsure about the situation, but really didn't want to have to deal with police. At least the room wasn't run down or seedy looking. In fact it appeared to be well kept and organized. The equipment looked to be in pristine condition. Were they used? Who would she use this with? She said this wasn't her store... did the owner know about this? So many questions ran through Mindy's head before her captor started to become impatient. The dressed lady cleared her throat to gain Mindy's attention.

She meekly uttered, "A..alright, I'll do it..."

Victoria smiled and guided Mindy over to the stocks. "Good. I'll hold you here until I prepare," she said a she freed Mindy's hands, only to place them on the block. She lowered Mindy's head in place as well, then clamped the top block onto the bottom half. Mindy's hands and head fit fine in the cut out holes. She could breath comfortably and move her wrists, but her hand was too big to pull through, as was her head. She felt the binds of the bikinis loosen and she stood a bit more comfortably now that she could widen her stance.

Mindy could feel the warm hands of the other woman caress her backside. It took its time feeling around her butt as she heard an eager purr from the caress-er. She then heard the clack of the woman's heels walk away, leaving her time to think about the situation she got herself into.