"This is just our first stop of the night," Destiny said as she started walking to the front door of the sex shop. "You're going to tell me what things you like here and I'll buy them."
I followed behind, breathing heavily but trying to conceal my nerves. Inside the shop, she led me to a locked display of chastity cages. My heart raced. I had a feeling I knew where this was going. She was taking my tease and denial fetish to the next level and there was nothing I could do to stop her. I wasn't sure I wanted to stop her. My gaze followed her body as she walked, from her leather boots to her thick thighs which vanished just before the curve of her ass, barely covered by her dress. She hardly had to try and she was still feeding my masochistic desire to be teased and denied.
"I've read that these can help keep your..size small," Destiny said casually, browsing the cock cages. "Combined with my drug, I think you would see good results if you wore one."
A cruel smile grew on her face as she continued. "Besides, you remember what I said about never feeling the inside of my pussy, right? I mean, blowjobs are out of the question of course. Shit, I think I may even deny you even a handjob since you're such a glutton for punishment. This morning may have been a one time thing too, so I hope you enjoyed it."
My face was red hot with embarrassment. I looked at the store clerk to see if they overheard her. Their eyes were buried in a work computer ignoring, or at least pretending to ignore our conversation.
"So will you wear one for me?"
"Yes," my voice said. Those words: "for me" would be problematic for me. What wouldn't I do for her? I wasn't turned off by chastity. I had just never really considered it. My preference was irrelevant as I knew my mind wouldn't let me refuse.
"Good," she said and looked at the clerk expectantly. "Hi, we'll take one of these..the smallest size."
I was embarrassed to think of what judgements the clerk was silently making of me. I didn't think I was that small but with any luck, I would be soon. I looked at the cage inside its plastic package after she handed it to me and thought I might fit in it if I was completely soft. It would probably be snug until the drug transformed me. I continued following Destiny as she moved to a section for strap-on dildos.
"How do you feel about pegging?" She asked.
"It turns me on," my voice said despite my anxiety about revealing things I had never told anyone. "I-I've tried anal by myself but I've always thought it would be better with someone else."
"Good. I've always wanted to peg someone. Might as well be you," she said as she picked one off the shelf. It was bigger than any dildo I had ever tried by myself. She paused, staring at the shelf of toys before grabbing a different strap-on package as well.
"Actually, I think when I feel like it, I'll have you fuck me with one of these," she said and put both into my increasingly filled arms. "Look! It even has a spot where your cage will go!"
I looked at the package in my arms, scanning the details explained on it. It was, in fact, meant to be worn by someone in chastity. I liked the idea that this piece of rubber would touch places inside Destiny's body that I would never feel. All the while I would be locked up, mere inches away. I followed her to another section with various electronic toys. She picked up a relatively large box for a Magic Wand vibrator.
"I could definitely use this to make you cum in your cage. Would you like that?"
"Yes," the truth spurted out of my mouth. She smiled mischievously at me, clearly enjoying me telling her things I would've otherwise kept secret. Finally, she led me to the checkout counter. Destiny cocked her head at a display of skinny leather collars next to the register. She fished out one that said SLUT in pink sparkly letters.
"You're going to wear this for me," she said and added it to her purchases. There was that phrase again. It ensured that I would, in fact, wear that collar whether I wanted to or not --for her.
"Put it on now and don't take it off except to shower," she said, handing me the collar on the way back to the car. "Afterwards, you put it right back on again. Got it?"
"I understand," I said, feeling my brain accept the reality that I would do exactly as she instructed. I wrapped it around my neck and fastened the buckle. A metal loop intended for a leash and SLUT facing forward.
"You're my slut now. And you'll refer to yourself in third person as 'Slut'. Understand?"
"Slut understands," my voice said for me as my mind spun. Once again, my thoughts swirled as I became the thing she had spoken. I wasn't Ty anymore. I was Slut --Destiny's Slut. That identity currently consisted of wearing my collar and identifying myself in third person as this new identity. I wondered what else it would entail later.
"Good. The next place we're going to is a nightclub for a few drinks," she said. She drove us two blocks away to a relatively small inconspicuous building. A simple sign reading The Cameo was hung over the front entrance.
"What kind of place is this?" I asked.
"I've been going here for years. It's not a gay night club per se but they're..open minded," Destiny replied.
We walked through the plain metal doors into a dark room, lit only by dance floor lights in one corner and dimly lit bar in another. A few tables and chairs filled the space between. Destiny and I sat at the bar.
"What's up D? What can I get you and your friend tonight?" The bartender said.
"I'll have a cosmo. My Slut will have a shot of vodka," she said. My face was flush once again. The bartender grinned at both of us and got to work on Destiny's drink.
