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Chapter 5 by Blackhand Blackhand

Who Said It?

The Sales Woman

I curl my legs up into a ball and wrap my cuffed wrists around them. In doing so my legs brush close to my aching aching pussy. It feels good, in a godamnit-I-need-more-then-this sort of way. The only thing stopping me from exploding with need was curiosity. What was happening out there? I hadn't heard anything since the voice nearly a minute ago. A few ruffles, some footsteps, maybe even a few whispered voices. Nothing more.

While waiting impatiently, I look at myself in the mirror. Mylong mousy brown hair is a mess, my glasses are crooked, a little bit of drool is hanging from my lips, and my skin is far too pale for my liking. But, I can't help but appreciate the way the bustier accentuates my curves. It makes me feel almost beautiful.

"She's right this way, m'am."

I nearly jump.

Who said she could show me to someone? Why is she showing me to someone? She said mam right? Does this mean that this woman is....?

I gulp loudly, and grab at my panties from the floor. At first I try to put them on, but the cuffs make it too difficult, so I awkwardly put my panties in front of my crotch, hoping to at least hide it from view. My teeth chatter, and my palms get sweaty. What's about to happen to me?

The door opens. To the side, the sales woman, my tormentor from a moment before, has had her demeanor utterly flipped. Now her arms are tucked behind her back, and her long red hair is falling over her freckled face. Her grin from before is not totally gone, but is now submerged into a gentle smirk. My eyes are magnetically pulled to the secure looking leather collar and O ring that is secured around her neck.

I hear a snap.

My attention shifts to the woman who she is standing obediently behind. Tall, nearly a foot taller then me. Dressed in a smart women's suit, with power heels. I look up at her face. Golden haired tightly clipped into a bun. Pink lipstick punctuating a ravenous predatory smile. Her eyes push their way past my meager excuse for cover. I feel so naked under her glance.

"So you're the girl. Playing with my property while in my establishment. Tsk tsk tsk. What am I going to have to do with you?"

And then I faint.

What happens when you wake up?

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