Ff Boutique The Right Fleshlight

What does one think of when they hear the term sex shop? Do they think of a little hole in the wall with blacked out windows, the walls lined with paddles and whips, promising to deliver a deliciously devilish time? Do they think of a casual store in a mall, the shelves neatly lined with lascivious products, organized and kept neat by harried employees?

Well, whatever your first thoughts may be, let me tell you about a lovely little store. A simple little store which at an outside glance could be mistaken as a bakery. In fact it was one once, an inviting little sight.

Since then though, the windows had been blackened, for the sake of the customers and their privacy, and an adults only sign was put up, letting everyone know that it sold treats different from the kind it had before. Along the blackened glass was painted the image of a fox milling about in some grass. Underneath it in a green, artistic font was the name of this lovely little shop, 'Flying Fox Boutique.'

If one were to enter inside, they would first be hit by the sweet fragrance of vanilla, a welcome experience. The walls are a light pink pastel, soft and inviting, putting all new comers at ease.

The wooden shelves in the walls that were once lined with sweet treats are now lined with various erotic ordinances that one can browse at their leisure. The calming atmosphere puts the inexperienced and shy at ease, making it quite the popular option for those new to such delights. If that's what got you first through the door then standing behind the counter was what would keep you in the store.

Allison, the manager and owner of the flying fox. A cute brunette with a bright smile and friendly demeanor. Her hair reaching down to her shoulders and a twinkle in her bright blue eyes, a pretty face that one couldn't help but be drawn to. That combined with her cute, slim figure made her quite popular with the many men and women that came by.

Now, what keeps people coming back? Partly, it was the wide assortment of goods she offered. She herself a collector of items of particular proclivities would usually find herself in possession of kink friendly items of all sorts and styles. And if she by chance didn't have it, she would certainly be more than happy to custom order it.

Though what really kept her regulars grateful that her quaint shop graces their city are the perks and deals she offers to her regulars. Particularly, a chance to encounter some unique products thanks to a certain company she works very closely with. Products that's sure to satisfy both newcomers and more experienced explorers. Benefits they gain so long as they meet certain criteria.

Criteria that Allison herself loves when her customers meet. Enough so that the bright twinkle in her eye turns to something far more devilish. Nothing wrong with that After all, enjoying her job makes her better at it.

Today was a day she was going to enjoy. Today she had a special appointment booked to help out one of her regulars. She normally came in an hour earlier than when the shop was to open, tidying things up and doing the mundane tasks that come with owning a shop. Today she had to come in 3 hours earlier, the first hour to do her normal mundane routine and the last 2 for handling her appointment.

It was obviously hard for her to wake up 2 hours earlier than usual, but it was something she was more than happy to do. More than that it was something she was looking forward to enjoying. These appointments were the favorite part of her week. The melodic humming that morning as she tidied up the store would let anyone know that she was in a good mood despite the early hour.

Allison was usually dressed well and today was no exception. Her shoulder length hair was tied in a neat ponytail and a light shade of pink pink lipstick graced her lips, accentuating her cute features. Today she decided to wear one of her favorite combos, a simple denim overall skirt with a white blouse. One addition to this look was a pair of black tights, simply because she knew her clients would like it.

As she was tidying she heard the door open. Entering was a man who appeared to be in his early 30's, wearing a gray business suit. It was well fitted and Allison could see that he was reasonably fit. Not overly muscled but enough to show that he worked out every now and then. His dark hair was beginning to recede but it wasn't too obvious, in fact it was styled well enough to give him a dashing look.

"Welcome Mr. Evans" Allison beamed her signature bright smile, "let me just finish tidying up. I'll be there in a second."

"Oh, of course, take your time." He said as he began awkwardly looking around.

Allison could tell he was a bit shy being here, he usually was. She couldn't help but find it endearing that despite coming here so many times, he was still so timid.

'Well he doesn't usually come alone' she thought to herself as she finished tidying up. She saw that Mr. Evans had begun browsing through some wares, clearly not wanting to just stand idle. He picked up one of the boxes and began examining it.

"That's one of our newest model egg vibrators," Allison said, clearly surprising him, "It has 10 settings and can last 72 hours before needing to be recharged. It can also be controlled remotely"

"Oh-uh, that's really impressive," he said, putting the box back.

"I'm sure it will make a lovely gift for your wife" Allison decided to tease him a little, "In fact, I have a lovely idea that is sure to make date night a little more interesting."

"Oh? And what's that?"

"Imagine spending a lovely day out, a nice walk through the city. Sounds like a lovely day doesn't it? Well now imagine this little toy was slowly teasing your wife. Rubbing along inside her as you two slowly walk across town. I can only imagine the look on her face as she struggles to control herself. To not let slip that there's a naughty little toy buzzing around inside her sending her alight with pleasure."

Allison saw within his eyes the building lust as a blush tinged his cheeks. She stepped towards him, closing the distance between the two, "now imagine through all this your wife never got to cum. That she just spent all day teased till she was a wet little mess"

Allison could feel her own body heat up, she was teasing herself with her fantasy almost as much as she was teasing him. "And imagine what will happen when you two finally get home. Imagine the lust in her eyes, that insatiable look that comes from need."

She took another step, closing the distance between them to mere inches. Trapping him between her and the displays. She leaned forward, close enough that she could feel his heavy breath drape along her neck. Her sweet voice taking on a sultry tone, "and imagine her dragging you to bed, tearing off all her clothes and riding you. Her hot, wet cunt wrapped around your cock. Till both of you scream out in ecstasy. In the most amazing orgasm of your lives"

A moan escaped Mr Evan's lips. His cheeks flushing at the imagery.

Allison leant back, her lips upturned in a devilish cheshire grin, and saw a bit of a pained look on his face, his knees buckling a little. Allison couldn't help but smile, knowing the reaction she was having on him.

"Oh, I suppose I shouldn't be saying that. After all we know that it won't turn out that way" she said, reaching her hand towards the bulge in his pants. "especially with this on" She gripped firmly and could feel the bars of his chastity cage through his pants, Even through the fabric she could feel the heat as his trapped and now agitated organ struggles against its confinements. She couldn't help but snake her palm to his sensitive balls, giving it a light pulse of pressure that would have sent him kneeling if not for the shelf supporting his weight.

Before he could react, she let go and turned around, heading towards the counter. She began shifting through some items, taking a moment to calm her own growing heat. As fun as it was she had business to get to and couldn't get too carried away.

"I'm surprised you came here by yourself, today's appointment was booked for both of you," she hoped that starting a conversation would help her mind shift away from the lustful thoughts.

"Something came up, some early emergency meeting. She told me to come here myself and that you'd know what to do" he said with a gruffness in his voice. Allison saw him walk towards her, an awkwardness in his step likely caused by his cock straining against the bars of his cage.

"I see, too bad she couldn't make it," Allison was a little sad to hear Mrs. Evans wouldn't be able to make it. She was always so nice and Allison did enjoy talking to her. She knew Mrs. Evans was looking forward to today as well, "we could always reschedule this appointment"

"Oh there's no need, we knew you'd already gotten up so early for us. We'd feel guilty having you go through all that trouble again," he said, sounding apologetic, "Besides she said she didn't want to delay...whatever it was you two had planned"

Allison understood, she was probably very eager to get it as soon as possible. It was just too bad she wasn't here for the grand unveiling. 'Will just have to make sure it's memorable. A nice story for Mrs Evans to come home to.'

Once she felt she had calmed down enough she turned to him, ready to carry on business, "So, she didn't tell you anything about why you're here today?"

"Not really, she said she wanted it to be a surprise," he said with a curious look on his face, "I assumed she wanted me to come collect a new toy."

Hearing this Allison beamed a bright smile, one that didn't go unnoticed by Mr Evans. His eyes glancing at the packages on the counter.

Allison quickly put herself between the packages and Mr Evans, determined not to ruin the surprise till it was time. "Before we get started with anything, let me see your card," she said, holding out her hand.

"Ah, right" he reached into his pocket and pulled out black card that at first glance could have been mistaken for a credit card.

"Thank you very much," she grabbed the card and took out her phone, scanning the silver strip that ran along it. As she did the screen turned black, a logo that vaguely resembled an oak tree appeared for a moment before disappearing, numbers and figures taking her place. She swiped through till she found what she needed, "hmmm it says here you got your chastity belt 34 days ago. Is that correct?"

"U-um, yes it is" he said, obviously embarrassed, a tint of pink appearing in his cheeks.

Allison scrolled some more, arriving at the information she needed, "and your wife hasn't let you cum for the entire 34 days?"

"Ah-yes," his face now fully red, from the embarrassment or arousal, Allison couldn't tell. Though she suspected it was a combination of both.

"Good to know," she said, handing the card back to him, "now with that out of the way, please close your eyes"

"W-what?," he said shocked, clearly not expecting Allison to say that, "why?"

"Just want to make sure it's a nice surprise" she said, beaming at him with her signature smile, "please close your eyes."

Mr. Evans looked a bit reluctant but eventually he decided there was no harm in it and closed his eyes. Following this, Allison took one of the packages and opened it up. From it she took out a fleshlight, a simple pink one with a black case.

He flinched a little when she grabbed his hand, but let her guide him. She lined up the entrance with his index finger before letting the soft toy devour it.

Mr Evans looked confused by the sudden soft pressure around his finger. Then a look of realization crossed his face. He opened his eyes and saw his finger being pleasured by the toy.

"Tadaa, what do you think?," she said, slowly moving it up and down along his finger, a gentle rotation as she moved it up and down, "the soft material, the tightness, it would feel amazing wouldn't it."

Mr. Evans let out another low groan, letting Allison know that he was throbbing in his cage again, straining against it in a fruitless attempt to get hard.

"Focus on the feeling, the tightness, how good that slight twist from my wrist feels. The spiral design on the inside will send tremors of pleasure with every flick of my wrist," her tone was turning more sensual, intent on riling him up, "your wife decided to buy you a nice little toy to play with. Let's make sure we get you the right one"

Mr. Evans was struggling to speak, his mouth agape and no words forming. Allison would have loved to know the thoughts running through his head. She'd love to know exactly what she's doing to him. Before he could gather his thoughts enough to speak she pulled back the fleshlight and put it back in the package.

"Now, of course I can't just let you go with the first toy you try. Have to make sure it's the right fit for you. So...," she took another fleshlight from a package, a very light flesh colored on with a white case, and grabbed his hand again, "I have a lovely selections for you to try out"

She lined up the toy with his finger again, but didn't immediately put it in. Instead she looked him in the eyes, the growing lust evident in his gaze. She knew he would notice the spark of desire in her own eyes as well. That she was enjoying this as much as he was.

Still maintaining eye contact, she slowly slid his finger into the fleshlight. He groaned, undoubtedly imagining it was his cock the toy was squeezing instead.

Allison began the motion of her hand, her eyes never leaving his, "this one feels a lot tighter, doesn't it?"

She received a hurried nod as a response, satisfied she continued, "while the other was more like a vortex, this one slowly tightens to a point, before gradually loosening."

She could feel her bright beaming smile being replaced with something more devious, a devilish smirk that she only reveals to her regulars. As she spoke her voice took on a more teasing, taunting tone, "feel those notches as I move it up and down your finger, you can only imagine how good it would feel on your cock. How good it would feel after being locked up for sooooo long."

Mr. Evans, slightly bucked his hips, unable to control himself. His skin flushed and heated, as her words and ministrations fanned the embers of lust into a roaring flame. And this was just the beginning.

Allison pulled back the fleshlight, putting it back in the package. She saw his hand hadn't moved, his finger still extended outward. A thought flashes through her mind, a thought of taking his hand giving that extended finger a little kiss. Letting it slip past her lips into the warm embrace of her mouth. Her tongue pleasing it much like she would his cock if it were unlocked.

Of looking longingly into his eyes as she did, and seeing his lust and desire running wild. She imagined the groan he let out as his cock tightened in his cage. She imagined Mr. Evans bucking his hips and soaking his underwear in precum, wishing that her mouth was wrapped around his cock and not his finger. Leaving him with an image he would never forget. A scene that would play through his mind every time he saw her. A scene that would no doubt leave him strained and desperate.

Allison began feeling her own skin flush at the thought. An ache slowly grew between her legs as she imagined the teasing suffering she could inflict on the caged Mr. Evans. A thought that became harder and harder to resist.

But alas, a thought she knew she could not act upon. She was here today to help Mr. Evans pick out a fleshlight, and that is all. She was sure Mrs. Evans wouldn't mind her acting on her impulses, but doing anything not agreed upon without her here, would be improper.

Probably...

Allison shook her head. Suppressing the lustful thoughts and flashed her signature bright smile. "We do have one more to try out. And I do say this one, it's my favourite. Now, if you would, please take off your pants."

"W-what" Mr. Evans stammered out, eyes turning pleadingly to the windows and the empty - but would be bustling at a more reasonable time - street beyond.

"Oh, do not worry about it. As I'm sure you recall, on your way in the windows are one way. The privacy of my customers are very important to me," she said with a wag of her finger as if pointing to an invisible sign with the motto crocheted above her."

While what she was saying was true, she neglected to bring attention to the drapes that could with a single swish very easily impede their view of the outside world. For while the privacy and trust of her customers was gold, as long as that was attained she saw no harm in taking a little pleasure in making him flustered. Especially when his furtive glances between her and the windows mixed with the way he scrunched up and squirmed was just oh so adorable.

Eventually, Mr. Evans muttered some awkward affirmatives and with one final, furtive glance out the window he loosened his belt and let the material slip down his legs revealing the cold steel of his chastity belt. A criss-cross of sleek black that kept his struggling member in check. It was fitted just tight enough that he would be always aware of its presence without sacrificing comfort. His cock seemed red and agitated, straining against the bars of the cage as if desperately, but in the end fruitless, trying to break free of its confines. Alliison even saw a bead of pre cum begin to form and threaten to drip down onto the floor.

Now what could have possibly gotten him this riled up~

She reached out and gathered the forming string of pre cum on her fingers, drawing out a light groan from Mr. Evans as her hand lightly grazed the very tip of his cock through the slight gaps between the bars, "have to make sure it doesn't stain the floor. Messes like that can be quite annoying if not taken care of immediately," she justified, resisting the urge to lick up the clear fluids on her fingertips, instead wiping it away with the handkerchief as was the proper thing to do.

She turned with a flourish, as if wearing a ball gown or robe that swished with the movement. It had the desired effect regardless, drawing his attention to the sway of her hips in the tight jean skirt as she reached for the final packaging.

At the end of her dramatized motions she held in her hand a fleshlight. One that looked no more unique than the rest besides the coloring of blue and the inner texture designed to draw out pleasure. Or to say lack for texture as if one were to take a closer look they'd notice the inside walls were smooth. The user reliant on nothing but the pressure and slickness.

"Hands behind your back Mr. Evans." Allison replied with a rather dangerous twinkle in her eyes. Mr Evans for his part looked on at the toy in confusion, but eventually listened to the sweet brunette.

"Now this one is a little special," She began, rubbing the entrance of the toy against the bars of his cage. She knew he should feel nothing, the toy not even grazing the skin from between the bars. Yet the fresh bead of pre cum told her the sight itself was quite alluring. "It doesn't quite have the texture of the rest. But you'll find that in the end it can be quite...stimulating."

She slipped the tip of his cage past the entrance, letting the toy fully envelop his caged organ. At first nothing happened. A slight silence hanging between them, made pleasant by the eroticism of the situation. Before an awkwardness could creep in Mr. Evans let out a light groan of confusion, that broke away into a rather sensual moan and before long a testament to his pleasure broke free from his lips. "A-alliso-aaaaaaa." was all he could sputter out as his hips bucked wildly, forcing the amused shopkeep to hold the toy with both hands to keep up with the enthusiastic bucking.

"I see you're quite enjoying this Mr. Evans" Allison began, trying to keep up the charade of professionalism even as the man was having his mind melted in long overdue pleasure. "Like i was saying this one might not have the most texture surface. However it does do one thing very well." She let the toy slip, a fresh wave of heat spreading through as Mr. Evans groaned at the loss of contact.