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Chapter 18 by mary_onion

How will Mackenzie deal with her new problem?

Visits the "Naughty Devil", a sex shop

"Naughty Devil". What a stupid name that was. But it was the closest sex shop out of not too many choices, at least from what she'd been able to find on the web. It was just a few blocks away, close enough to walk. But now Mackenzie started to question that idea.

The belt was designed to sit snug on her hips. But even worse for Mackenzie, it was designed to cup her mound like a firm but delicate hand, and the internal silicone lining rubbed gently against her pussy at every step. It was subtler than the hourly vibration, but it added fuel to the fire, and after walking for a few minutes, Mackenzie was, unsurprisingly, horny as hell.

Discrete as it was, the belt didn't allow too many options for clothing. A skirt, a t-shirt, a pair of sandals. That was all that Mackenzie was able to pull together as an outfit. With her nipples visibly poking through the soft fabric, she might as well have been naked, and, constantly stimulated by the belt, her walk took an exaggerated wiggle, her hips swaying and her perky ass bouncing with each step. It was absolutely embarrassing, especially as Mackenzie began noticing the staring looks that she got. Biting her lip, she kept walking, her face crimson in shame.

After some good twenty minutes, she finally arrived at the destination. A small store on one of the side streets that surrounded the downtown. Mackenzie opened the door and slipped inside, thankful that her humiliating walk finally ended, and a soft chime announced her arrival. It was a little boutique, a line of shelves containing the strangest of devices, separated by a narrow walk leading to a counter. There was no one there, just a curtain separating it from another room in the back.

And as Mackenzie turned around to close door behind her, she just realized that between deciding to leave home, dressing up, and walking to the store, she had spent roughly an hour. She glanced quickly at her wrist, as the numbers changed on the face of her watch. The belt turned on right away, right on time, sending an already aroused Mackenzie into a frenzy as she slammed the door and leaned against it with her eyes closed, her right hand reaching back.

"Do you need some help, honey?" Mackenzie froze with her fingers up her ass crack.

Who caught Mackenzie?

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