Any mistakes are mine but in my defense I have tried to get editorial assistance several times but to no avail and English is not my first or second language. Spell and grammar check mostly set to US or Australian English.
I had little idea what was going to happen in this story when I started writing it, more so than usual, I let the characters take charge.
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. Any resemblance to real people or places is coincidental. That said, there is some mention of bullying, minimal I would say, it is drawn from lived experience at school and work. Positively I have also a lot of great BDSM experience to draw on let alone how quickly things can happen when you have a meeting of minds. All characters are 18 years of age or older.
Please do NOT read if you don't like lesbian sex, BDSM, femdom, chastity play, impact play (caned or spanked), oral sex, anal play, domination, submission, denial, or masturbation. You may also come across various other elements of kink and BDSM. Some or all of these elements may appear in this story.
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The protagonist: Mia the mechanic
Adult store shop assistant: Sam
Adult store owner: Ethel
Mia's friend: Heather
Mia's former schoolmate: Kristen
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Chapter 1: Meeting of minds
Mia loved her work. There had been a time when it had been just like school. Horrible. Yes, she was so glad to be out of school. This was a few years ago now. At the first opportunity she was out of school and into an apprenticeship with her granddad at his, well his and her grandmother's garage. She had always liked cars and her grandfather had let her play with some of the car wrecks when he was cannibalizing them for parts.
It was the early 80s and she was the first girl to start working at the garage. The young guys didn't think she would last long and gave her a hard time but she more than proved herself with the help of the older guys that took her under their wing and taught her all they knew about cars and people that own cars. When she was older she realized why they had done this. Unlike the young guys who thought they knew it all, the older guys appreciated that she actually listened to them, followed their advice, and sought out their advice.
The younger guys in the garage gave her a hard time calling her names, usually behind her back, but it hurt. It wasn't her fault that she didn't look like the calendar girls or the poster girls with their bronzed skin, long hair, big tits, and curves.
When she'd been younger she kept growing, getting longer and longer until she reached 180cm (5.9 feet) all the while her tits didn't grow much at all after their first year of small growth. Her red hair and freckles didn't help much either. She could not remember all the names she had been called but the hurt was there.
When she was eighteen she had started growing her hair in the hope that it might help her looks. It had worked for her only friend Heather from school so why not her. A year later she overheard the younger guys at work talking about her. One of the guys was mocking her hair suggesting that the only use for that hair would be to hide her face with. Another guy said that he would never use the gloryholes at the local adult shop as it might be Mia sucking his cock. He'd rather have a fag suck it than her. The rest of them laughed. Mia spent the rest of the lunch break in the bathroom. She was not going to give them the satisfaction of seeing that she had been crying.
This had been more than two years ago and after two of the younger guys left everything changed. The new guys soon realized that she wasn't just the owner's spoiled daughter but someone that knew what she was doing that could deal with cars and customers alike. Sometimes old school mates would show up at the garage. Some would pretend not to know here while others just said a quick hello.
Only one of her tormentors had ever apologized. It was about a year ago and Mia had been working at the reception desk when Kristen walked in. When Kristen saw her she had frozen for a second. Mia had smiled and said hello and asked how she could help her. Kristen had started to cry. Mia wasn't sure what to do. Kristen just cried silently. Mia had eventually taken her into the lunch room and offered her something to drink and a tissue. When Kristen stopped crying and started sipping her coke she was able to look up at Mia.
"Sorry, about everything." Kristen said.
Mia was taken aback. Noone had ever apologized to her for bullying her.
"You know, for what we, I, did to you." Said Kristen.
Mia snapped out of her own thoughts.
"Of course, water under the bridge."
"Thank you, I have been carrying this for years. I was just trying to fit in with the rest of them or something, just stupid."
"It is okay, well it wasn't at the time but I have moved on. Thank you for apologizing. First person to do that."
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Mia's thoughts raised all over different memories as she walked to work. Her car was in the workshop and she had plenty of time. She found herself wandering the industrial area. Also, there was a new place to get food and she wanted to check it out. She found herself walking past the adult store. It wasn't open until later in the day and then it stayed open late according to the sign on the door. She wondered about what the guys had been talking about. Maybe she should try sucking cock there. What did they call it again? Yes, gloryhole, whatever that was.
She had never been intimate with anyone. Well she and Heather had kissed when practicing before the real thing. That had been so good but then Heather had moved on to the real thing as she put it. Well to Mia, kissing Heather felt real. Mia missed Heather. After Heather started going steady she had not had much time for Mia. Mia liked going to the disco. Music, movies, TV shows and driving were all a lifesaver. Dancing to musing until late gave her a high. The town center was only about an hour's drive from her home with her grandparents and she was a popular designated driver as she didn't drink but these were mostly fleeting friendships based on her giving a lift.
No, just as well she had a VHS player and there was a video rental close to work and not that far from home. She watched a lot with her grandparents but also just by herself after they went to sleep.
She passed the rental on her way and was almost at work.
When she got to work she decided that she would go to the adult story after work. Not the first time she had thought this but now was the time.
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Later she called her grandmother to tell her that she would not be home for dinner, dropped Heather's name into the conversation so that her gran assumed that she'd gone to see Heather.
At the end of the workday when she had closed up the garage. She walked to the adult shop trying to think of other things so that she would not mindtalk herself out of going. It was already close to closing time, it was now or never.
She was in the store. She could not believe what she was seeing. There were shelves along all the walls and free standing shelves too. All the shelves were lined with magazines, VHS tapes, and sex toys. Most of the sex toys were in cabinets with locked glass doors.
Mia had never seen anything like it. Clearly the girly calendars and posters were soft compared to this. You could even browse some of the magazines by the look of it as they were not sealed or anything.
"Hello, feel welcome to browse and let me know if there is anything I can help you with."
Mia had not even noticed the service desk, let alone the girl that was working it. She looked like she'd be in her early 20s, about 160cm (5.2 feet), skinny, with short colored blond hair, and a beautiful smile on her lips that had a hint of pink lipstick. The smile looked like it was there just for Mia. She was wearing blue jeans that fit her like a glove and a beautiful off white blouse. Mia could see that she was wearing a red bra under the blouse. Mia wondered about her rather shabby work clothes. Blue jeans with a few oil stains and a checkered shirt that was a hand-me-down from her grandfather. She should have thought this through, too late now.
"Nice to see a woman in here for a change. The boyfriends buy their girlfriends gifts but they usually don't have a clue what a girl wants."
"Thank you." Maybe that smile was for her then after all. "Well I don't know what I want and I don't have a boyfriend to help with getting the wrong thing."
"As you can see it is quiet here. I can close up early and give you the tour if you like?"
"Sure, if it is no bother?"
