Cutty

Buying sex toys

Early in the morning Donna woke up. She looked around and slowly her memories came back of yesterday. Reluctantly she got up as she thought about what she had to do this morning; shopping for the items on the perverted list of Ninon.

She walked to her dressing table and sat down in front of the mirror. She turned on the light and looked at herself.

“What have you got yourself into girl!” she said to herself.

As her worries went through her mind she inspected herself in the mirror. Her face was still ok, no real sign of wrinkles, though it was not that young looking anymore. Her neck was still slender. She would hate it when that would show wrinkles, which it inevitably would. Her shoulders were firm, and her breast were not hanging too much.

The work out had done wonders on her upper body. Her arms were slender, firm again, yet not muscular.

“Good morning Donna.”

Donna thought she would go through the roof as her hart jumped. Ninon had entered the room without her noticing it.

“Look, first of all, something amiss.” Ninon walked to her closet and fetched a pair of high heeled shoes. “Put these on”

Donna did as instructed still recuperating from her scare.

“Remember this rule: always wear high heels. It is a must around ms Brendan, so you better get used to it by doing it at home too.”

Donna noticed Ninon herself was wearing high heeled plastic slippers. Donna didn’t even knew such high heeled night slippers existed.

“I would suggest you buy a few pair of more comfortable ones.” Ninon remarked.

“Now go shower.”

Donna got up and walked into the bathroom. Ninon followed and sat down on the toilet seat. Silently Donna took of her nightgown and her new panties and turned on the water. She felt totally humiliated somehow as Ninon just watched her, checked her as if she could do something wrong. She went under the shower, and bathed herself. She instinctively new she should not close the glass door. Also she kept on her shoes, though the water would probably ruin them. “Luckily she picked an old pair. “ Donna thought “Or maybe she did that on purpose, giving me a chance to get slippers...”

It was more difficult to shower, as the shoes of course got slippery when wet.

After she finished washing of the soap Donna left the shower. Her hair was wet too, as in the confusing she forgot to put on her plastic cover. “Luckily my hair has been cut in a short bob.”

“Wait.” Ninon remarked as Donna dried herself. “You need to shave.” She pointed to her pubic hair.

Donna blushed as she looked at Ninon, and next grabbed her shaving kit and started to put shaving foam on the area. She knew she had to give Ninon a clear view of what she was doing, yet it was really embarrassing for Donna

“Silly me, I’ve licked her pussy, undressed for her, and here I am ashamed to shave myself...” yet her feeling of discomfort did not go away. This usually was her time of the day she used to collect her thoughts, and even Robert never disturbed her.

Ninon watched without saying a word as she shaved her pubic region. Donna even opened up her pussy to shave the hair on her outer lips, expecting Ninon to check on the result, and not wanting to disappoint her. Indeed when she was finished Ninon signaled her to step closer and her hand went over the freshly shaved region.

“Good.” She remarked only “Now go and do your make up. You’re children should be awake now, so hurry.”

They went into the bedroom again and Donna made herself up. With Ninon inspecting her, she applied her make up a little heavier than she was used to. Ninon did not complain.

“Dress” she told Donna. Donna felt this was a test, and she went through her wardrobe to find the right clothing, sexy, kind of slutty, but not too much.

“I need to be able to face my kids with no problem, yet satisfy Ninon, or ms Brendan too.” She thought. She decided for a thong, a push up bra, and on top of that a normal shirt, a skirt, not too long, and black high heeled shoes.

“Okay?” she asked Ninon.

“It will do.” Ninon approved. Ninon stood up and walked out of the room “I will get myself ready, see you downstairs.”

Donna looked at the alarm clock and new she had to hurry. The kids would be downstairs expecting breakfast in a few minutes.

Breakfast went fast as usual: the kids came running in and they ate while running through the house collecting stuff, or whatever they did. Donna just made sure they ate, and had some money on them for lunch. Ninon came down a little later and mentioned she would leave a later.

A crucial moment passed when Donna gave her the key to the house. It was normal, with her kind of living in the guest room, yet when she offered it to Ninon Donna felt as if she gave away another piece of herself. Or better said, opened a door to let the perverts in.

Her daughters thought nothing of it, as they ran into the car. Late as usual.

“You are doing fine.” Ninon remarked.

“At least that is going well, and not too much of trouble...” Donna thought as she got into the drivers seat.

“Nice shoes mom, you’re going to a party?” Julie remarked about the shoes.

Donna looked at herself and agreed the shoes were too much. She smiled at Julie and said “Nah, just felt like it, but they are too nice for this outfit.” Yet inwardly she thought “I have to buy some ordinary high heeled shoes. I only have leather party shoes, and my children will notice, and start asking questions I don’t want to answer...”

Donna dropped the children of at their schools, and went to do her shopping. The list of Ninon was quite long and she actually didn’t even knew where to get all the stuff. She started with the shoes, she knew a ‘alternative’ shoe store and expected they would have the high heeled shoes and slippers she wanted. “I should have asked Ninon where she got her stuff.” She thought. “Well I could call her anyway on her cell, but let’s first try to find the stuff by myself. Else she might add additional items, or even new embarrassing instructions.” Donna shook her head “I am getting in way over my head...” It was the same thought she has had every time since her ‘relationship’ with ms Brendan started.

The store luckily had the odd high heeled slippers and other shoes. The ‘real slutty’ pair she was supposed to buy also she decided to get in the sex shop.

Next stop was Victoria Secret for the lingerie on the list. Yet also on the list was the ‘real slutty’ lingerie item, just as with the shoes, and Donna knew these only could be found by a sex shop. She also understood she was being tested; if it was not slutty enough there would be trouble. She began to understand the real problem she was in. If she was too timid, reluctant, non-cooperative there would be punishment, which meant raising the bar for her, if she was too cooperative on the other hand she was raising the bar herself way too high.

“Any which way you loose.” She thought

After the lingerie Donna had no excuses more and had to go to a sex shop. Finding one was already a problem, but eventually she found one.

She parked a bit out of the way, and walked to the shop, which was quite secluded. It was also a rather shady part of town.

Inside she didn’t want to be noticed, fearing a repeat of her last visit to a shop like this with ms Brendan. She walked quickly as far as she could from the counter, however she was the only customer, so she knew how foolish she was.

“First time?” the sales girl asked her.

Donna almost jumped through the roof. She hadn’t heard the girl coming up to her.

“Well.... yes and no.” Donna answered.

“Ah, first time really buying for yourself. That’s why you are so shy!” the girl smiled and understood.

“Allow me to help you. Trust me, I have experience or at least knowledge of the stuff here, and it is expensive, so you better get it right, we don’t refund or whatever.” The girl continued “You never know where the item has been.” She laughed.

“Ok, that might help me really.” Donna agreed. The girl had gained her trust. She looked her up and down, she was kind of gothic, but not too much. “A young open minded girl” Donna thought.

“These are the items I want.” She gave the list to the girl “The sooner I have them, the faster I am out of here.” She thought. “And she looks like she can be trusted.”

“I thought you were such a women!” the girl answered as she took the list.

“What do you mean?” Donna suddenly was not so happy she gave this girl her list.

The girl was going over the list “Almost the same items as the others.” She nodded.

Donna understood, other women just like her, ‘girlfriend’ of ms Brendan, had come to the shop with their lists. Now Donna was curious, “Maybe she can give me some more info on what will happen to me.”

“What do you mean?” she asked the girl.

“Well lady, women, girls, women, come into this store every now and then and purchase items like these from lists like these.” She said “And at first they look out of place just like you. But they usually become regulars, buying more and more stuff.”

“Do they change a lot? I mean...”

“What kind of cult are you in? Or is it a certain kind of sex-therapy?” the girl asked back. “I am curious to know. What makes a married women come here to buy dildo’s and other kinky stuff. You don’t seem to be the type for it. Not this much.”

Donna blushed as the girl mentioned she was married. She again felt it had been the wrong idea to give the girl the list.

“Come along, let’s get you the sex outfit first, you know, the plateau shoes, the kinky wardrobe. I know just what your ‘husband’ will like.”

The girl took Donna by the hand and they went straight through the shop to the fetish section. At the mentioning of her husband Donna felt again a wave of guilt going through her. If he only knew what she was doing while he was gone!

“Rubber and latex will be a bit too much for you right now, but I would advise this...” and the girl fetched a few items and handed them over to still dreaming Donna.

“Try these out over there” pointing to the changing rooms “Ok?”

Donna was pushed to the rooms and before she could protest was standing alone in a closet looking at a mirror.

“What shall I do? Run out of the store?” Donna thought quickly “No, I still need these items. The girl has seen other ‘girlfriends’ before, so I can ask her what happened to them, with the danger of her knowing what is happening to me. And if I just go along I get it over with and get out of here asap....”

Donna decided to keep her distance with the girl though, before she would get into trouble with her too. “I don’t know her, and I don’t want strangers to know what I’m going through.”

Donna looked at the items, two high heeled shoes, one red, one black, and some crotchless panties, bra’s to lift her breasts, but leave her nipples exposed.

“Try them, and let me know if it is what you’re looking for.” The girl outside said “I will collect the other items for you.”

“Thank you.” Donna said “She really has experience with this. How many other ‘girlfriends’ are there, I don’t imagine they all go to the same shop, so there must be a lot...”

“I hope she tells me more on what happens to them, she said they become regulars, but how often to they return, will I be forced to return too, and what will I have to buy?”

“Another reason this girl must not know too much about me, actually. I must go to another shop next time.”

As she dressed into the sex clothing she felt as a lowdown slut. The high heeled shoes, the panties, the bra, and the stockings, it made her look awful in her own eyes.

She decided after a while she just would buy of each item one, and didn’t bother to change into everything. She couldn’t stand to look at herself in the mirror with those clothes.

“And?” the girl asked as Donna got out. “Found anything that looks good on you?”

“I-I’ll take these...” Donna fumbled as she looked embarrassed at the items the girl had collected on the table in front of her.

“Oh come on! They don’t even match!” the girl said “Look,” she looked Donna up and down “Take these and try them on” she hand picked the red shoes, some red laced lingerie set “And let me see the result.”

“Pardon?” Donna said, not at all planning to have this girl see her in that outfit.

“Look, as I have said, more girls come with lists like yours. At first I would let them go with whatever they choose, but eventually I noticed they came back the next day to buy even more extreme stuff, and they weren’t too happy about it. So to keep that from happening let me judge if you look the way you’re supposed to, and you won’t have to come back probably, Ok?”

Donna looked at the girl and wondered what to do. Her mind went through all the options, but she concluded she could either run away screaming and leave everything behind, including her family, or do what the girl said.

Donna went back into the dressing room and changed into the red outfit. When she looked at herself in the mirror she was ashamed of herself. “I look like a whore! Some cheap porn star.”

“Let me see you.” The girl was at the door. Donna unlocked it and the girl opened it.

She checked Donna up and down “Turn around, slowly.” The girl said.

Donna slowly turned, trying not to fall on the terrible high heeled shoes.

“I think red is just not really your color.” The girl finally said as Donna looked at her humbly for approval. She turned and picked up some white lingerie and white shoes.

“White might be better: it is more like a virgin, fits your inexperience.” The girl gave Donna a naughty wink.

Donna could die right on the spot. Though the girl was right, it was so humiliating to have a stranger, a girl, telling her how to dress. Yet she had no choice, as she was right, she was inexperienced at this. Her choice, taste, was the only one she could count on for now.

“Next time I’ll ask Ninon to accompany me. Then I won’t be depending on strange sales-girls anymore” and Donna closed the door to undress.

“Better, much better!” the girl said this time. Donna turned for her and smiled slightly, relieved this part was over. “Okay, just watch with the long white satin cloves right, they creep up if you don’t move elegantly.” “And of course it is white, so it gets stains really fast, but luckily you have crotchless panties”

The red faced Donna turned to undress.

“No, wait.” The girl said

“Why?” Donna asked.

“You’ll need to test these items, it is best if you do it dressed like this, trust me. And it’ll be only for a moment, and then your ordeal is over.”

“Come, trust me.” The girl said again as she lead Donna by the hand and smiled “And nobody else is in the shop right now. Consider yourself lucky. One women once had a women with her and she was paraded dressed like this through the whole shop to collect these items, with other customers looking on. Never seen a women being humiliated like that. You all are a kinky kind of group.”

As Donna made her small steps by the hand of the girl she thought “Well, there goes my idea of asking Ninon to accompany me. I’ll just stick with this girl...or another shop..”

“Look” the girl said as they were at the table “Let’s start with the whip. I have three whips here that will do, I think. But let’s test them on you, so you feel each one, and can decide which one is best for you.”

“Pardon?” Donna had no intention of letting the girl whip her.

The girl just shook her head “Look, all these items are going be used by you, the dildo’s, the vibrators, the butt plugs, the chains, the clamps ....” She picked up a whip from the table “And this... the whip.” She stroke it in the air a few times. The whizzing sound frightened Donna. “Why would you buy them else?”

“Now each whip feels different, and leaves a different mark.” The girl pushed Donna over the table, and stroke her fast on her exposed ass.

“OUCH!” Donna yelled as she turned angry.

“This one for instance, leaves a red mark, which gets worse the harder you hit, making it difficult for you to sit.” The girl continued ignoring Donna’s anger.

“This one ... “ she picked up a cat of nine tales, with flat leather ‘tails’

“You are not going to use that on me!” Donna hissed.

“How will you know which whip to choose?” The girl replied “If you choose a wrong whip the consequences might be that everyone notices you can’t sit right, or you might even have to go to the doctor, as your ass can’t handle it.”

“Better try it out, you have felt the strong bull whip already..”

“I know how that one feels, I’ve been....” Donna replied stopping half way as she quickly remembered this girl didn’t know about her ordeal, and Donna didn’t want her to know neither.

“Oh, I see, this one has been used on you already.” The girl smiled wickedly, “well then, we’ll use this flog, turn please...”

“No....OUCH” Donna was hit on the side of her ass by the long flog, red stripes were all over her left ass cheek.

“I’m not hitting hard, just feel which one gives you the greatest pleasure, or the less pain.” The girl laid the whip back on the table and picked up the long narrow horsewhip. She looked determined to Donna, who was in turmoil, she wanted to run away, but not in the lingerie she was wearing, nor did she want to be whipped by this unknown person, but she had to buy the items too...

“Oh, alright.” Donna said angrily, and turned and pushed her ass out. “Not too hard please.”

“OUCH.”

“This one is for the real cruel master, it hurts even if you don’t hit too hard, perfect during training of an unwilling slave.” The girl said.

“Oh, fuck.” Donna just said as she felt her blush in pure shame, “This girl knows I’m being trained? should I choose this whip?” she wondered as she readied herself for the next whip.

5 minutes later she had felt every type of whip in the shop on her ass. Donna was too ashamed to lift her head.

“Well, which one is it gonna be?” the girl asked simply, as she laid the last whip back.

“The first one.” Donna muttered.

“I would advise the training one, but ok.” The girl said.

“Okay, okay, that one, I don’t care.” Donna said. She hoped that she did ok by following the girls advise, but she couldn’t think straight, shame and pain confused her.

“Now turn.” The girl said.

Donna did and the girl applied a nipple clamp to her left nipple.

“AAH.” Donna cried, even though the girl removed the clamp immediately. The next minutes various clamps were applied to her nipples. Donna felt defeated, and broken, humiliated to the bone. She automatically did everything the girl asked her to do.

“This one is best for beginners, let’s take this one ok?” the girl said finally

“Now to the dildo’s, I read you need various types, I’ve got all types in store, but not all in all sizes, and features, so...”

“This can’t be happening, she will test the dildo’s on me...” Donna panicked.

“Don’t worry, I won’t test the dildo’s on you, silly girl. You can breath again!” the girl laughed as she saw Donna crumble. “If I do that I can’t sell them new anymore, right, and who would want a second hand dildo!”

A sigh of relief escaped Donna’s mouth.

“From your list I see you have to have various dildo’s. What size do you use for your vagina?”

Donna hesitated, as she looked at the collection of dildo’s.

“Take something the size of your husband’s penis, or a bit bigger?” the girl suggested.

Donna pointed to a midsize dildo. It was indeed kind of the size of Robert.

“And for your ass; what do you think you can take up there?” The girl asked as she collected three dildo’s of the size Donna had pointed out.

“Hmmm.” Donna was lost again. She had had a butt plug up her ass already, and was fucked in the ass, but she couldn’t recall their sizes just now. She did recall the pain however.

Looking at the butt plugs was no help either, they all looked terrible huge in her eyes.

“Well?” the girl pushed her to make a choice.

“That size.” Donna pointed to a small sized one, compared with the others. As she tried to recall it was the size of her butt plug at home, maybe smaller.

“Okay” the girl said and collected similar sized butt plugs, one of them was one for double penetration.

“Well, let’s look at the bondage material you needed.” The girl said to Donna. “Here are some cuffs, try them on, we have leather and metal ones, gloves, etc.”

The ordeal continued for Donna as the girl bound her in several ways, with various cuffs.

Donna decided finally to buy the leather cuffs, they were fitting best, and most comfortable.

“Well that’s about it, you got your clothing, the whip, the dildo’s, the butt plugs, the clamps, and the bondage material. I think you’re ready for a funky night!” The girl said.

“Go dress, I’ll bring everything to the counter.”

Donna dressed and utterly ashamed she walked up to the counter. She paid, and she got the stuff nicely tugged in a bag.

“One more thing.” The girl told her as Donna turned to go. “A word of advise; you are way too submissive. It is not normal at all for a salesgirl to do what I did with you. I abused you just for fun, and you let me.” The girl looked into Donna’s eyes “So get a grip on your life would be my advise.”

“And I expect you to buy all your future stuff here. I could use the commission, and I just know you will want more stuff sooner or later.”

Donna looked at the girl perplexed. Humiliation overwhelmed here as she understood the girl just played with her for fun. Tested her, and she fell for it, hard...

“Thank you.” Donna said humiliated.

“How could I let a girl whip me, sexually abuse me?” “I wonder if she is in it too? Or really just an outsider.” Donna wondered.

She hurried out of the shop, almost crying, as she understood how ridiculous she had behaved.

“If I don’t get a backbone I’ll loose everything.” She cried to herself as she got in to her car, and looked at the clock. “...And damn I’m late for work!!”