1. Blackmailed


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

    she said. The large gentleman gave another nod but, this time, with a small smile, and we walked in. I knew Bridget didn’t have to show that guy my ID, she did it just to embarrass me again. As we walked into the store I was shocked. I had never been in anything like this before. There were leather outfits and straps all over the place. On one of the walls were hundreds of metal hand cuffs, bars of various lengths, and dozens of different kinds of restraints. The customers were also different from the normal customer you’d see in the mall. One young woman was totally nude except for a wide collar. Attached to the collar was a leather dog leash and she was being lead around the store by a tall, good-looking man. I assumed he was her Master. My future was starting to flash in front of my eyes. There is simply no way I could ever allow myself to be lowered to the depths of inhumanity like these people. I must find a way out of this, I thought. “May I help you?” Bridget and I looked in unison to see a petite sales girl. She had short, black hair that was spiked upward and heavily gelled. She had, what I would call, an average face, not ugly but not beautiful either. Her body, however, even as small as it was, was anything but average. She was perfectly proportioned with full breasts, narrow waist, and nice, slim hips. I could tell she had us summed up immediately. Knowing Bridget was in charge she addressed her question directly to Bridget. “Yes,” said Bridget, “I’ve just taken ...
    a new slave and I need everything. I need plenty of whips, I need some punishment devices, and, Oh, I need a couple different chastity devices, something that’s fun and also one he can wear 24/7.” The sales girl had a pretty smile on her face. She knew she was in for a nice, big sale here. “The first thing I want are several collars. I want one like that,” Bridget pointed at the nude slave with the wide collar I saw when we first walked in, “and a few smaller ones. Do you have any that he could wear under his shirt. One that wouldn’t be seen but that would be a constant reminder that his is mine?” “Yes Ma’am,” said the sales lady, “we have everything you need. Your slave definitely needs to be collared, should we start with that?” We both followed her to the far corner. I couldn’t believe all the different collars they had. As I looked a little closer I could see every one of them had a locking device so they couldn’t be removed. I had been embarrassed many times in public since this whole thing started but, for the first time, I was starting to get down right scared. This girl was actually planning on “enslaving” me. The sales girl was going over several collars with Bridget, showing her the different features. I heard the sales lady say, “here, try this one on him.” I looked and Bridget had a wide, black leather, collar in her hand. It had several cuts in the end for adjusting the size and “D” shaped ring that stuck through the cuts and could be locked with a padlock. In ...