First get what you came for

You can’t help but admire this mall as you walk through it. Men and women of all shapes and sizes fully embracing their desires in public. There was a leather clad dom walking two nearly naked women on leashes, a gaggle of the local college cheerleaders eating outside a restarting while using other cheerleaders as chairs, and in the center of it all the Santa house where good subs were rewarded and bad subs punished.

You figure before you can have your own fun, you should do what you came here for in the first place. You lead your elvish servant through the doors of Pandora’s Box, your favorite kink clothing store bar none. As you enter, the smell of polished leather and latex hit you hard, an always pleasant sensation. The walls and racks are covered with unique outfits of all shapes and sizes, while in the middle of the store is a boy bound as as their store mannequin. You notice a sign stating “shoplifters shall pay off their crimes.” And can’t help but feel somewhat sorry for the boy. He was mostly naked and hanging from spread ankles, while his entire head was covered in a blackout hood. His wrists had restraints on them locking them to his thighs to keep him from trying to escape. The punishment parts seemed threefold: first was nipple clamps that attached to chains infront of him. If he swayed or wiggled to much, the already painful clamps would be pulled tight. The second punishment seemed to deal with a control panel and customer could use. Looking at it, it was remotely controlling something buried deep in the bound boys ass. Customers could increase the vibrations, turn on random electrical shocks, or inflate the device more. (You couldn’t help but increase all three.) The final part of his punishment seemed to be the sounding device in his cock. No matter how turned on by it all he was, his hardened cock would not let him cum.

You move on from the upside down hanging boy, but your trap seems transfixed. You go up to the counter and spot the owner Carmen, and older but well kept former dominatrix.

“Hello Carmen, what’s new?”

“Ian!” She smiles wide. “My second favorite customer! Where’s the wife? Not too tied up I hope?”

“Currently cuming in the stables if I had my guess. Feel free to swing by and look at your handiwork. She absolutely loved that Reindeer outfit.”

“Ohh yea that was a good one. I’ll swing by when my assistant gets off break. Oh, bye the way, like my newest decoration?” She nods toward the boy. You spot your own playing with the control panel with a childish grin, seeing what reactions each button can elicit from the captive.

“Very eye catching. Did he really try to swipe something?”

“Oh yea. Little punk was here with a date too when he tried to show off by swiping some gear. Well when I caught him, he turned into a little baby in front of his girl, crying and begging for mercy... total loser. So I bound him up there, but before I put on the blackout hood I fucked his girl infront of him. Now she’s happily one of the shops assistants, and he’s paying off his debt till Christmas.”

You laugh at the story, amused and turned on by the tale... and reminded not to mess with Carmen. “Well it looks like everyone got what they deserved from that story. By the way, are the outfits in?”

“Let me check.” The busty lady responds as she goes to the computer behind the counter. “Yep, fifteen new custom outfits, each labeled inside with the desired users name. Ohh, sixteen actually, the custom order your wife made just got in this morning. Its certainly is a quality piece.”

You didn’t know your wife had ordered anything else. “Really? I wasn’t expecting that. What did she order?”

Carmen looks up the details. “Hmmm, ah that’s why. It’s a surprise outfit for you. Instructions are for either her to pick it up, or for you to wear it out of the store.”

Just like you wife to surprise you like this. You really should just leave it for her to pick up on her own... but you really are curious. The downside though is if it one of her crazier purchases, you could be walking out of the store completely bound and at the mercy of your own trap servant, the one currently sadistically giggling as he tormented a stranger.