NEW MEAT
Nothing like being assessed for erotic potential by someone you haven't even
been introduced too, to set your nerves on edge. That was just how the kid
behind the counter was looking at me too. New meat. He knew Adam and had every
part that could be pierced, pierced. Lip, Tongue, Eyebrow, Nose, ears.
Interesting look but what would my secretary say?
"Hey, Tim."
"Hey, Adam." He looked up from his books at him. "New friend of yours?"
"Jon's."
"Hot-looking." That was enough for me. I was a patron, not a sex toy for sale.
"She is not deaf, nor mute. She is more than Hot- looking. She is an inferno."
My face was set like stone. The kid grinned as though he had gotten just the
response that he wanted. Adam spoke.
"She is Anne. Friend of Jon and Traci's, in training." The kid inclined his
head at me. I saw his tongue peek out from the corner of his lip as though
tasting me.
"Sorry, babe. I'm Tim, owner of the fine establishment that you find yourself
in." He reached under the counter and took out a box. "Jon's order is ready."
"We have some shopping to do." The clerk leered at me and grinned at Adam.
"Have fun, bud." He reached below the counter for the phone. He turned away as
he dialed.
"That was a mistake." Adam smiled as he shook his head at me.
"Why? He's a kid." Adam almost lost it at that, he laughed so hard.
"That kid, opened this store to feed his own fantasy's. He will have you bitted
and fitted. Running games for him in the dungeon on Saturday. Mark my words.
He's one of the best tops in the business." I looked back at the clerk and
heard him say.
"Thanks, Jon. My pleasure. I know how important etiquette is to you. I'll be
there on Saturday." I groaned, swearing under my breath. Adam shook his head
like `I told you so.' I smiled, no use thinking about it now. Repent at
leisure, I always say. I let Adam outfit me the way he wanted too. Enjoying him
picking out leather corsets, gadgetry and underwear. A belt with wrist
restraints built into it. What looked like a leather chastity belt. Clamps,
clips, and bits for gagging me. I wanted to leave because I was getting so
turned on by the stuff around me. I was getting so hot in this place where
every device looked scary to me. Good scary, like a big roller-coaster ride.
Tim was throwing other things into the box that had the solid sound of metal.
Writing happily in his book whenever he added something else. I met Adam's
eyes.
"The first gerbil that hits that box. I'm leaving." Adam laughed so hard his
eyes watered. Like he couldn't believe that I had said that in this place, now
of all times. I laughed too; it felt good for a change. We had a good time,
spending Jon's money. Better than I had expected or was good for me. I'm sure.
I was kind of surprised that I had as good at the time as I did. Doing
something as vanilla as shopping with a man. How's that for normal pleasures?
God help me. I was so far around the bend I couldn't even see it anymore, but
why was I having so much fun?
