Bondage gear for "anybodysslave.com"

Once inside, Amy's anxiety grew worse. This store was filled with things Amy had never seen before--sex toys of all sizes and shapes, lingerie and costumes, magazines and dvds. In the back there was a hallway blocked off by a curtain with the words "Live Peep Shows" written above the frame. Bianca confidently lead Amy to one corner of the store which seemed dominated by black leather and latex.

"Here," she said, "you're going to need these, and these, and these..." Bianca handed Amy two sets of leather and chrome manacles, a spreader bar, two gags (one bar, one ball), a leather blind fold, a dog collar with a chain, a cat-o-nine-tails, and a riding crop.

Then she lead her over to another aisle where she selected an assortment of dildos, vibrators (two of which could be operated by remote control), and butt-plugs (including one that included a big fluffy fox tail). Amy swallowed hard at the sight of one of the dildos Bianca had selected--it was jet-black, thicker around than Amy's writs, and covered in bumps and ridges.

Finally, Bianca led Amy over to the clothing section, where she pulled down a french maid costume, a cheerleader uniform, black leather crotches panties, a fish-net body stocking, and a little head-band with a pair of dog ears that matched the fox tail. She piled all this on to Amy's already overflowing arms and stood scratching her chin in thought.

"I guess this will have to do for now," she said at last and nodded towards the cash-register, where a green-haired punk girl was watching with an expression of mild boredom.

"Need to see ID before letting you buy any of that," she said as Amy approached, "really I should have ID'd you as soon as you walked in, but since you were here with an adult..." she glanced at Bianca as she said this.

Amy blushed and set the pile of clothes and sex toys down while she fished out her wallet. I don't look that young, she thought, but bit her tongue and handed over her drivers license. The punky woman looked back and forth between Amy and her picture ID couple times.

"Barely legal, huh? Looks like you're jumping in the deep end with all this."

"It's for her new business," Bianca interjected, "anybodysslave.com. She's the ultimate submissive, so we're going to let our paying members select how she'll be punished and humiliated on video each week."

Amy looked over at Bianca wide-eyed--this was all news to her!

"Nice," the woman behind the counter said, "sounds kinky."

"I'm her manager," Bianca said, "let me give you my e-mail address, in case your store wants to advertise."

"Yeah, sure, I'll give this to my manager."

"Or, if you want to come on and perform--we'll want a wide variety of dominants to come on and administer Amy's punishments."

"Yeah, that sounds..." she looked Amy up and down, appraisingly, "fun."

As the punk woman began tally up their purchase, Amy kept on eyeing the display nervously. Who knew sex toys could be so expensive.

"That will be $1,104.15."

"Uh, I don't have that much." Amy said, with a swallow.

"Well I'm not paying for it," Bianca said, "you know our agreement."