"Naughty"

"You know," he says, handing you the T-shirt, "this would be a dangerous shirt to wear."

"In what way?" you ask absently, still scanning all the wonderful toys. You have GOT to get your nipples pierced sometime so you can wear some of these!

"Well, someone might decide that if you're naughty, then you need to be punished," he says teasingly.

"Big deal. If someone wants to punish me, I could just leave." you retort, taking down a rubber ball-gag.

He takes down a pair of handcuffs. "Would you like me to show you how someone might keep you in one place long enough to give you... what you deserve, naughty girl?"

"Sure, why not?" you say, turning to him. "I mean, even if my hands are cuffed I can still get away."

"Well, there's a steel loop here in the wall about six feet up right here that the cuffs can slip around."

"How ingenious!" you gush enthusiastically. "Can I see the cuffs?"

He hands them over and shows you the loop, looping the chain through it. As he reaches up with both of his hands, you suddenly grab and cuff both of them! He's caught off guard and tries to call for help, but you shove the gag into his mouth and tie it on.

"It says 'Naughty', not 'Cooperative.'" you explain, stepping back to admire his predicament.

Now...

Play with him?
Look around the shop some more?
Leave?