You comply, as always

Linda walks a circle around you, checking if you are still worthy as a mannequin.

“By the way, Mary… I mean, it’s duchess von Sternberg for you… craved to buy you. But I rejected that offer. I don’t have too many mannequins to bargain them away”.

Well, actually Linda has plenty of mannequins. But her words make your heart feel warm. You mean something for your owner!

“So she left, asking me to give you her regards… and this”.

Whap! Linda suddenly slaps your asscheek. Now your ass feels warm too, not only your heart.

“Okay, enough chatting. We are getting back to work!”

And that’s how your work day goes on.

You stand on the pedestal, desperately trying not to move. But it’s nearly impossible. Because Linda sits on her bench and enjoys a cup of coffee…

… and she holds the phone in her hands. So when your Owner gets bored, she activates your vibrator, and the joy pierces your whole body.

It comes from the inside, but soon breaks out with your moans, and shivering, and all other forbidden moves you try to hold back.

And when you don’t manage to restrain yourself, Linda whips you with her improvised cat-o'-nine-stockings.

It’s not too painful - but while whipping you, Linda doesn’t care if there are any customers in her store. So most of your executions become public, and that puts you into desperate shame.

The customers, mostly women, don’t just witness your humiliation. While you are standing on your pedestal with your whipped ass on fire, they come closer, stare and try to chat with you.

Of course, you don’t answer - you aren’t allowed to. So Linda gets in on the conversation and explains you’re just a mannequin and they all are free to watch and touch.