Should just move it

"Wow. Uh, oh, right. Need to move this before one of my friends walks in on us." Sammy shook her head again and knelt down to push with Cass. The sybian was heavier than expected, but they got it to move without much strain. The girls caught their breath, and then Sammy got down and scooted under the register, right next to the sybian.

"Looks like I have a customer to help. I'll be back. And remember, stay quiet if you hear your friends come in. Wouldn't want to lose a chance at that free dinner." Cass giggled and stood up, scooting her stool in front of Sammy.

As Sammy sat, boobs squished up against her knees, she realized she was blushing again. Being around Cass was doing something to Sammy, and she was pretty sure she liked it. But for now, she needed to focus on staying hidden.

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Sammy sat there under the counter for some time, listening to the comings and goings of customers, as well as the occasional moan. She started to nod off to sleep until she snapped herself out of it. "(Need to stay awake. If Des or Therese finds me because I snored, I'll never hear the end of it!)" Sammy thought to herself, and giggled at the thought. She finally looked over at the sybian next to her. Curiosity was coming back to her. She wanted to ignore it, but she found herself staring at the sex toy for longer and longer periods. Eventually, she reached out to touch the dildo. "(J-just to feel it. No harm in that, right?)" Sammy thought. It squished and bobbed away at her touch, and without thinking, she had wrapped her fingers around it and started stroking it slowly. "(It's so...thick. And squishy. I...guess I could maybe see this fitting without hurting someone? Still kind of crazy. Oh, and it smells kind of nice, like strawberry?)" Sammy noticed she was now leaning over the dildo and breathing a bit heavy. "Holy shit. It smells so good. I wonder if it tastes-"

*Thump, thump, thump, thump, creeeaaaaaaak*

"Oh, my! You know, if you changed your mind, we have tons of lube. No need to spit shine it, dear." Cass remarked as she came back to the sight of Sammy moments away from licking the dildo. A surprised Sammy jolted and bumped her head on the counter.

*BANG*

"Ouch. I'm okay! I think, heh. H-how did it go with the customers?" Sammy swiftly tried to change the subject.

"Nothing crazy. Bombshell came to place a request for a rubber maid slave outfit she could wear for her wife's birthday. One of our regulars was looking for a new cage for one of her slaves. And one particularly frustrated girl came to ask if we sold spare keys for the chastity belt she bought. She, uh, lost the original and the spare mailing them to herself. She bought the only one in stock, so I'll have to contact my supplier about that one, poor thing. I could hear her vibrators. More importantly, how are *you* doing, little cutie? You were practically drooling."

"I, uh, don't know what you're talking about. Oh, uh, I was thinking about taking a nap until my friends text the group chat when they call off the game. Do you have something that can stop me from snoring so my friends don't hear me?"

"Right, right, you totally weren't going gaga over that floppy rubber cock. Sure, I have some things that can keep that pretty little mouth quiet. I'll be right back." Another wink from Cass as she creaked and squeaked away. A few minutes of Sammy rubbing sleep from her eyes passed before the now-familiar squeaks signaled Cass' return. "Take your pick, Sammy. I like this hood, but it might be a bit much, so I brought some gags." The woman held out a full rubber hood with no eye or mouth holes, a ball gag harness that included a blindfold, a regular ball gag, and a dildo gag about as big as the one on the sybian.