Break the cycle

This whole situation is just to much. Even if you liked some of this... and though you wanted to deny it you did... you are still a man damn it! You have your pride, and won’t just be... blackmailed like this!

You stand up, wobbling a bit to find your balance through the heels and arm bindings. Through the slutty looking makeup you try to look firm and say “I’m sorry, but I think I’ll go now.”

The store manager gives a sad but firm look as she says “Well that is your right. Have fun out there... and don’t worry about your old clothes. We will keep them as collateral for your pretty outfit. And you will get a link to your website soon sweety.”

She quickly guides you to the door and pushes you out before you could even protest, shutting it behind you as you look up and down the street. You must have been in there a while as the soon is now setting on the horizon and the somewhat busy street is now mostly vacant.

You start to walk home as the sun dips below the horizon, and your situation truly dawns in you. What are you going to say to your parents? What if the store follows through with releasing video? Hell can you even get home safety dressed as a slutty latex maid and bound as you are? You mind goes down one dark rabbit hole after another, no outcome looks good. A part of you want to go back and beg forgiveness, but you are even more afraid of what would come from that. It doesn’t take long for the streetlights to turn on as darkness defends upon you. You see someone walking to you ahead, but you can’t make them out. You could turn down an alley shortcut to avoid people, or just try to stay in the light.