Yes, but not the fun stuff

Zox continued to play with him until he was as hard as he could get. "You like that?"

Gregg nodded, unable to speak.

"Good. Then you'll love what's next." She grinned wickedly, letting him go and darting off again.

"Huh? Why would you...?" He asked in a daze.

Zox was at the door with his discarded clothes. "Well, I saw what I wanted to see. I'll be seeing you around Gregg." And she headed out with his clothes. Leaving the shopkeep bound up bottomless in his own shop. And his usual rush would be here any minute.