She pointed to an area in the living room as it would afford the most room to sort through the items. As he passed her he took note of the undone straps in the back.
“First time dressing in that I see. Having fun are you?â€
The thought of him eyeing her made her a bit weak in the knees and very moist in the crotch.
He approached her and said “You know I like to have fun too.†She suddenly got very scared, was he going to rape her? Kill her? The store knew where he was, so if something were to happen, he wouldnt exactly have much of an alibi. He could see the fear in her eyes. “I dont mean to scare you, Im a natural submissive. I love to please and serve mistresses. If you would have me as your slave at some point, I would be honored. Please allow me to fix your out fit properly.â€
She slowly turned around and he fastened the back straps. He also took the battery boxes from her front pouch and turned them on. “They work much better like this you know.†He said with a wink. Instantly the vibrators sprang to life in full force. She moaned into her gag quite loudly and she started to collapse to the floor. He caught her and helped her lay on the floor. As she lay there, she started to quiver. The sensations she felt were beyond anything she had ever felt just masturbating by herself.
While she wasnt looking, he took a small lock and key from his pocket. He locked the pouch that the battery boxes were in so she couldnt get to them.
“Im going to leave my contact info here on the counter along with the key for that lock. I hope to hear from you to give me a little bit of payback.†He announced. “Dont worry I will lock the door on my way out, have a nice evening.â€
“Wait? Lock? What lock?†she half thought to herself. She felt around and found the lock on the battery pouch. The realization that she couldnt turn them off without the key sent her into an enormous oonly k2share or fileal or asfilealonly k2share or fileal or asfilealasm. Her juices flowed freely and gushed around her leather panites. She screamed out in ecstasy and had it not been for the gag, her neighbors certainly would have come knocking on the door.
She proceeded to have multiple mini oonly k2share or fileal or asfilealonly k2share or fileal or asfilealasms shortly after the first. “I really need to calm this down.†She tried to get up but her knees didnt want to cooperate. She crawled over to the kitchen, which caused more micro oonly k2share or fileal or asfilealonly k2share or fileal or asfilealasms as her thighs rubbed together. She attempted to compose herself enough to stand up. After 2 attempts she successfully reached up far enough to grab the key. She unlocked the pouch and turned off the vibrators.
“Well, that was wonderful, but I cant let that go unpunished now can I?†she thought to herself. Exhausted she laid on the tile floor and took a quick nap.
Chapter 7: Dominance
Maryanne woke up Monday morning to the sound of her alarm. A full weekend of debauchery had really tired her out, but she was ready to back to the office. She got up and started choosing her outfit. A black leather strapless bustier went on first. Matching black leather pants creaked and groaned as they slid up her legs. Rather than buttons or zips, these laced up the front. She cinched them nice and tight, which didnt leave much to the imagination as the leather was very thin and she hadnt bothered putting on panties. A white cropped jacket covered her shoulders, while she slid on elbow length black leather gloves that fit her like a second skin. Her final piece were the boots. Oh which ones to wear? There were so many now. She grabbed a black and white pair of leather thigh highs. They had white running up the fronts and backs while the sides were jet black. She folded them down to knee high which gave them a huge white cuff at the top. The 5†heels helped her stand tall and proud. She deftly applied her makeup in a dramatic tone and set off to work.
People on the streets were stopping to stare at her. She held her head up high and walked with purpose. She made her way into the office building where she worked. Everyone stopped in their tracks.
Angie came up to her, “Maryanne, oh my, you look, I mean this is such a change from Friday. You look stunning, but dont you think it’s a bit… uh, risky?†And this was coming from the girl who wore a leather jacket and boots to work everyday.
“I dont particularly care. I am going to dress how I like to dress.†Maryanne responded.
The manager caught wind of the office buzz very quickly. “Ms Stratton, I need to speak to you immediately in my office.â€
They went into the office and closed the door.
“Ms Stratton, I expect you to follow the dress codes and this outfit does not adhere to those codes. You are a good worker and I dont know what brought this sudden change, but I expect you to go home and change into a blouse and skirt. I am giving you one more chance.â€
Maryanne was a bit irritated, but knew she had an ace in the hole. She had more than enough money in the bank to start her own business. She was a network administrator at this company and knew her way around a web page better than most of her colleagues. She wanted one last shock before she quit, so she headed home to change.
When she returned heads turned once again. Maryanne strode in and went straight to the office. She entered without even knocking. Now standing in front of the manager was one of the most dominant looking women they had ever laid eyes on.
Her hair was held up in a super tight bun seated right on top of her head. She was wearing a white slik blouse with a ruffled front. Buttoned up fully to the very base of her chin. Her arms sheathed in elbow length black leather gloves that covered her blouse sleeves. Her waist was covered in a black leather waist cincher which lead down into a full length black leather skirt. Her feet covered by white leather thigh high boots with 6†steel spiked heels.
“Is this more to your liking? You said blouse and skirt, correct?â€
“I dont know what kind of joke this is, you can pack up your things. We dont need this kind of distraction here.â€
“Well then suit yourself. I refuse to let anyone push me around anymore. If you and your company cant handle me, I will just have to do things my own way.â€
On her way out, she stopped at Angies desk. “Look me up online in a few weeks. You will figure out where to look.â€