(Author's Note; Though the story is complete within itself it is a sequel to Silver Buckles if you want to read that story.)
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The tinny bell echoed in the crowded interior as the young couple entered the shop and gasped at the goods they saw stocked on the shelves or on offer. The air seemed to be filled with the musty smell of dust, old polish and beneath this an unusual and repellent odour that neither could work out. Yet every surface seemed to sparkle and beckon to their weary eyes. Looking about them the couple saw highly polished wood, gleaming Moroccan leather lounges and chairs and deeper in the shop they made out boots and other leather clothing.
Gasping the black haired woman grasped her partner's arm and pulled him towards the leather clothing she saw in the back. Her pale face painted a shade of white relieved by dark red lipstick and black eyeliner, her hair was greasy and long though tied back in a single braid. A silver stud pierced her nose and she wore a black waistcoat that struggled to hold her large white breasts inside it, her legs were sheathed in black jeans and a pair of Doc Marten's boots. In fact anyone seeing her would have correctly labelled her of that cultural tribe called Goths.
Her partner was a scruffy young man also clothed in black who was almost unhealthily slim and clad similarly in black. His fine face covered in unkempt hair and a dark stubble over his chin and cheeks. He seemed both innocent and corrupted by the world. What was easily known was that the woman was the dominant partner in this couple.
"Michael this place is a treasure house," the woman declared in awe.
"Whatever," the man mumbled though he also felt that the shop was very different to the ones they usually went to.
"Whatever, just look at this stuff," the young woman said as she lovingly touched the tooled leather corsets and boots.
"Annie! You don't really need it you've got enough leather stuff," Michael said despairingly.
Before the woman could say anything a sharp step echoed on the wooden floorboards. It almost seemed to be like the step of a horse however the steps seemed to be unusual almost halting. As the steps ceased a slim elderly man stood in front of them. As he looked at the young and it must be said oddly attractive couple he licked his lips and combed the trimmed goatee beard with his fingers. He wore a flowery waist coat, white shirt and tight black trousers.
"Customers, can I help you madam, sir. We are purveyors of fine and often exotic goods and leather work. What do you wish?" the man said with a light tenor.
As he stepped forward both of them noticed he seemed to walk on tiptoes as though he was dancing in a ballet. Though friendly there was a sense of unpleasant mischief that he radiated. Looking at the woman he smiled engagingly and stepped forward.
"The young lady has excellent taste," he said softly as he took from her hands the black corset in them," Perhaps you would wish to try it on."
The woman licked her lips and continued to stroke the leather as though she was stroking a living thing that seemed to whisper to her body of things forbidden. She took a step towards the man and felt her body tingling. She felt her cunt growing wet and she was virtually aching for a cock to be thrust into her body. Beside her Michael stirred restlessly and was growing increasingly worried about how Annie was acting in this place.
"Annie we really don't need it," the man said petulantly.
As he spoke Annie started and the corset fell from her hands onto the floor only to have it quickly picked up by the storekeeper. Glancing at the young man the older man smiled lazily and with an unspoken menace.
"Perhaps the young sir is right that these things are not what you want but can I show you other things that may be of interest. Items of a more risqué nature," the elderly man said as he took both Micheal's and Annie's arms and began to lead them towards the darkened back of the shop.
Annie leading with a dragging Michael with her followed quickly. Pulling a draw-string that turned on a light into a small room hidden from entrance the old man entered with the woman still holding onto Michael following and marvelled at what it held. Mesmerised she touched the leather and metal instruments smelling the scent of metal and leather polish they gave off. The sight and smell of them excited her and she felt her body responding to what she wanted.
Her hand ran lovingly over whips, quirt or crops that looked both beautiful and cruel, helmets that gagged and blinded their wearer completely featureless helmets robbing their wearer of their identity. There were things that she could not even guess at and finally she came to a combination of leather strips of about eight inches long pierced with metal loops along it's length. Picking it up she smelt again the rich smell of polished leather and the sharp acid tang of metal and what almost seemed to be the taste of control and desperation.
"Ah yes the Extender and excellent choice," the older man purred.
"The Extender?" Annie queried.
"Oh yes a form of cock ring but where there is only one ring this device has many to hold the man hard and rigid, two of the loops fit about the man's balls holding it in place. I am told the rubbing metal of the rings has a most pleasurable sensation on a woman's nether regions," the man spoke archly," When she is ready she releases the rings about the balls and the man will flood cum into her hole which ever one she wishes to use.
"Annie we don't need this," the younger man whined annoyingly.
Looking at the youth contemptuously the woman replied savagely," Don't we do we. I think something that keeps you from cuming too quickly might just be what we want. How much is it?"
"Oh just ten dollars," the other man said casually.
Surprised by the lowness of the price the woman quickly paid the price and hurried out dragging along her wake her frightened boyfriend. As they left the older man smiled cruelly and unzipped his fly exposing a weapon of truly awesome measure. As he did so a young attractive woman hurried from the back clad only in black thigh high boots and a red corset that pushed her breasts out obscenely. She hurried to him and knelt reaching out with her hands to the hard cock. Quickly he batted away her hands and turned her around so that instead he was offered the sensual curves of her ass and the lips of her cunt.
"No Jessica my dear, I think I might like to fuck you in the ass again, it seems such a lovely shade of red after my spanking of you last time," he said slowly and inserted a thumb easily into her ass-hole and began to prepare it for his mighty member.
As Jessica was violated and taken by the elderly shop-keeper the young couple rushed back to their flat between the rain showers that raked the streets. Throwing open the front door they rushed up the stairs to their third floor apartment. Then again in a rush they entered the room. As soon as they entered the woman sprung upon the slim young man and kissed him aggressively.
While she kissed the man she pulled at his clothes dragging the coat, jumper and t-shirt over his head exposing a pale body and pierced nipples. Pushing him against the wall she pinned him there as she licked and pulled with her teeth at the piercings and excited his sensitive nipples. Stopping for a moment she unsnapped the clasps holding her waistcoat together and with a sharp twist exposed her ample bosom which like the mans were pierced with silver rings. The light brown nipples stood already excited and she remembered how the whips had felt to her hand. She shuddered with pleasure as she imagined it striking Michaels lily-white ass. Twisting her rings once to send a thrill of pleasure through her body she pulled the jeans from Michael's unresisting form.
Quickly the submissive man was naked and she touched his large cock. Annie had lusted for the cock when she had first seen it. It seemed so out of place on that slight body, it was nine inches and thick to boot, it seemed to be a giant's cock on this slight youth. Finding him a natural submissive had been a pleasure beyond belief. She touched his shaved pubis and stroked along the erect length of his flesh and weighed it in her hand his large cum filled balls. Atop the head of his cock there was a piercing that went through the flesh of the head in front of the slit there.
Smiling she remembered how he had borne the pain as the needle had lanced through his unmarked cock and then watched as the ring she had chosen had been threaded into that marvellous weapon he used on her. She loved the way it rubbed along the walls of her cunt as he thrust it in and out of her wet cunt. That pleasure and the pulling at her clit ring would give her a pleasure that was almost too much to bear.
When she had first met him he had been a normal university student but he had easily been dominated. Though he had at first been unsure and unwilling she had stroked his cock until he had been unable to resist her demands. At first she had shaved him, then she had spanked him and tied him to the bed. Finally had come the piercings and that had cemented her control over him. Touching his cock she felt it harden and she wanted it into her wet cunt. Then as she touched the ring in his cock she remembered her purchase.
"No Mikey not yet we have a little toy to put on your cock," Annie said as she pulled off her tight jeans exposing her shaved cunt and the clit ring that glinted wetly.
