An employee with bad news

The man looked in and then saw Jennifer, naked and masturbating, so he turned his head and put a hand up to obstruct his own vision.

“Uh, excuse me, you guys need to leave.”

Jamie turned her body to try and cover as much of Jennifer as she could. Jennifer sat up again, covered herself and turned her back to the man so anyone looking in could only see her back and part of her ass, she didn’t know but a little piece of the flange of her plug could be seen as well. She was hyper aware of the plug and despite its small size it felt really tight as she couldn’t relax.

“Uh, the car won’t start.” Said Jamie sounding slightly panicked.

“Listen, I’ve seen some weird stuff working at a sex shop and this is far from the worst. Still we can’t allow this sort of thing to happen. So just get out of here.”

“Seriously the car won’t start.”

The man’s tone grew more frustrated as Jamie put her hand on Jennifer’s shoulder trying to comfort her.

“You guys can have your ‘I don’t want to get caught but I really do want to get caught’ fantasy elsewhere. I do not consent to being a part of it and it’s illegal so you need to go. You’re being a bad domme putting her in this situation.”

Clearly the man thought Jamie was Jennifer’s domme and Jennifer was Jamie’s sub.

“I’m not her domme...” Said Jamie flustered and also a little turned on by the idea.

“Whatever your relationship is, you need to go.”

Jennifer started to freak as she wasn’t sure what to do. Jamie looked down at her friend and knew she had to protect her.

“Really it’s the car!”

“Stop it. You got here fine, you bought my stuff and then I find you out here doing this after another customer complained. Either you’re gone in the next five minutes or I’m calling the cops.”

Jennifer realized an additional person had seen her and she hadn’t even noticed. She felt even more humiliated.

“Sir, its...” Jamie tried one more time.

“Five minutes or you can explain it to the police.”

He turned and left and while he had been pushy both girls realized it wasn’t an unreasonable response to what he had observed.

“What... what do we do?” Asked Jennifer.

Jamie turned the keys again and it still wouldn’t start.

“I don’t know.”

Jennifer imagined herself being handcuffed by the police naked and plugged, paraded through the police station. Then she’d need to call her parents to be bailed out and explain everything. She’d be in trouble for life, everyone would find out and the story would spread and her life would be ruined.

“Jamie, tell me what to do... please.”

Jamie realized Jennifer was in no shape to make decisions.

“all of our options are terrible.” Said Jamie realizing she was going to have to ask Jennifer to do something that might stretch her to her psychological limit.

“What are our options?” She asked on the verge of hyperventilating.

“We wait for the police, we call someone for help risking more exposure and also running the risk of running out of time, or we run. The only real option is: we run.”

“But I’m naked and...”

“Yeah, I know you’re naked and you’ve got a plug in your ass, believe me I’m sensitive to that. I’m not talking to the cops because we could end up as registered sex offenders for all of this, we get committed for sounding like lunatics talking about curses or worse they believe us and then you end up getting experimented on by the CIA or some other such organization.”

She grabbed the bag from the shop and started to get out of the car. Jennifer froze watching her friend get out.

“Jennifer, I don’t have to tell you that I already think the car will work if you get out. I’m not running on my own, so either you’re getting out so I can not deal with the cops or you can leave with me. The silicon in your plug is flexible so running and walking shouldn't be uncomfortable. We both know that you're not going to go on your own so we’re running. Just get out of the car!”

Jennifer felt pressured and unable to self-advocate given what she had just heard. She knew she didn’t really have a choice. She took a deep breath and opened the car door. No one was around as the employee seemed to have gone back inside. She stepped out and felt the cool evening air all over her body and the concrete on her bare feet. The plug didn't feel any more uncomfortable moving than it had sitting though it felt tight as she was far from relaxed. She felt her juices coating her inner thighs and realized her whole life had been consumed by this curse. She had gone from a meek prude to a girl who was naked outdoors for the fourth time, this time with an object snuggly in her rectum. She looked behind her to see the street that the shop was on and cars were coming from both directions. She started to panic as Jamie wrapped her arm around her before she could be consumed by her latest panic attack and started guiding her where to go.