He helps with the store

Alex gave a sigh of relief as Zara stood up from her seat and shut off her camera. "Is it done? Can I take off the outfit now?" he asked, starting to get tired of the way the latex kept on hugging his body. To his shock, Zara walked up to him and gave him a slap.

"That's three more weeks added to your chastity time, boy. How long is it now? Nine weeks?"

"Th-Three more weeks? Why?"

"Ten," snapped Zara. "One for speaking when not given permission, two for not referring to me as 'Mistress Zara', and three for making eye contact with me. I told you, that unless I tell you to look at me, you are to look at the ground."

Opening his mouth to speak up, he saw her stern gaze and shut it again, looking down before any more weeks were added. Already he could not stand the way the diabolical cage strained against his manhood. Small as it was, it was still functional, and the stimulation of the rubber was making him hard. Still, he could not really see how he could avoid looking at people.

As if reading his mind, Zara continued. "A bit of advice. Look at my feet if you are ever tempted to look anywhere, else. As for you taking off the outfit, absolutely not. Now that we have fired up social media, we're going to have some clients and it's best if they look at what they're buying. Come with me to prepare you a little better." She led him to the vanity where, made him sit on the chair, and quickly started to apply some quick makeup on him. "I'll do it all myself this time, but tomorrow I'm going to start teaching you how to do it yourself."

Alex was torn between wanting to protest at the treatment and getting even more time in the cage. Giving up, he stood still as she passed a brush through his cheeks and applied some subtle lipstick. After a quick touches to his eyelashes, she gave him a pair of mary janes with a two inch heel and walked him back to the front of the store, where a line had already been formed.

"One last thing," said Zara while holding a red rubber ball attached to some straps. "Open your mouth." Alex opened it with little hesitation and felt the straps being secured behind his back. "Just to help you with your talking problem. Remember, keep your eyes on the ground or on my feet."

A shiver went up Alex's spine as the door's bell rang over the store and women began to pour in. He didn't dare to look up from ground to see just how many, but the number of voices told him that there were dozens. A large number of them approached him immediately and Zara gave them permission to touch, lightly. Fingers prodded his body, some just touching his arm to feel the rubber, others teasing his chest, especially his nipples. One of them even grabbed his ass and squeezed. Thankfully, that's as much as Zara allowed, and within a few hours, she had attended all of them, many of them buying the maid outfit he was wearing. By then, the sun had already set.

Alex took a moment to steal an indirect glance to see Zara counting all of the money with a giant grin. His body was tense. Yuki had told him to see him after sundown and now he feared he wouldn't be able to make it. Still, the gag made it clear that any more attempts to communicate would add more weeks to his chastity, and already he was getting extremely **** about taking it off.

Finally, Zara closed the counter and walked to him, undoing the buckle of the straps and taking off the gag. "You can speak and look now."

"Thank you... Mistress Zara," he added the last part quickly. "I need to leave now, Mistress. I am meeting with someone tonight. Can you help me take this outfit off?"

"And have you go around naked?" asked Zara with a grin.

"What do you mean, Mistress? Where are my clothes?" he asked nervously

"Oh... those things? I threw them in the trash, and the truck passed just a few hours ago. You should really be thanking me, boy. Those things were hideous. I think that outfit fits you a lot better, don't you think so?"

Alex stammered, realizing that he didn't have a change of clothes. "P-Please, Mistress... I need to go home."

She walked towards the door. "Come. Take a look outside." Alex looked outside the window to see that the night had come to life, with women crowding the streets, trying to get into bars and nightclubs. "Fully packed tonight, and I'm betting they're all trying to snatch up a male... a cute little thing like you? Haha, you'll get eaten alive out there... plus, if you're leaving, you're doing it without that outfit. It's mine, remember?" She fingered the rubber collar. "This thing would make sure nobody takes you without my permission, but that would be off as well. Everything except that cage in your pretty small cock."

His heart started to beat as hard as a jackhammer. "B-But, Mistress Zara! I need to go home, at least to sleep. Can you drive me there or..."

"I will not," responded Zara, running her hands all over his body. "I am tired and wish to go to bed." She smirked and whispered hotly into his ear. "Poor little thing, so alone and without a home... I could let you stay, you know?" She pulled away and pointed at the streets. "Or you could decide that you're better off naked and alone out there. What's your choice?"