Danielle is a 26 year old career woman, slender frame standing at 5,7ft with long legs and Healthy C cup breasts. Imagine a young Demi Moore.
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Friday was finally here and I could not wait to get out of the office. It felt like my whole day had been spent scolding the new intern and fixing other people's problems.
I always prided myself on being a strong career woman, who still held her femininity but if I'm honest it is hard to hold a relationship when you work at a hedge fund.
Nine to eight does not leave much room for a social life. However, today I needed a break, I needed to let loose.
Yesterday I had called my best friend Anna and we had arranged to go on a girls night out tonight and I couldn't wait!
As I walked out of the office, I took a deep breath and let my long dark hair fall down to my chest. I undid the top bottom of my white silk blouse. I had my favourite tight leather mini skirt and my favourite Louboutin heels where all out on full display.
As I walked out of Leicester Square tube station I felt my phone go off. It was Anna she had been caught at work and said she would be about an hour late. But she would meet me at the bar.
I cursed my luck but I was determined to not let it ruin my night. I made my way towards Soho, where the bar was located.
It felt like years since I had last come to Soho and I enjoyed looking around at all the bars and quirky restaurants.
However as I made my way, one store did catch my interest. It had a black door and tinted windows that you could not see through. Above in dark red letters read 'Hellfire Store'. Now I may only be 24 but I knew a sex shop when I saw one.
However the closest I had been to one was Anne Summers, which I had been told hardly qualified as a proper sex store.
I looked at my phone, Anna still wouldn't be here for another 45 minutes. For a moment I hesitated but then thought hell, why not, strode towards the dark door.
I pulled open the door and looked around, the shop had what you would expect, Porn DVD, lube and dildos of all shapes and sizes. I walked around eyeing a pair of leather wrist restraints, when I heard a soft voice behind me.
"Anything I can help you with?"
I turned to see a man staring at me. He looked around fifty, his hair was a light silver and slicked back. "Oh, no thank you, I'm just looking for something new".
His eyes moved up and down me, looking at me like a piece of meat, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.
"Oh really, well I can show you some new things if you like?"
He said with a creepy grin, with his eyes still locked onto my chest.
"No, I don't think that will be necessary," I replied in a stern voice. I wanted to make it clear that whatever perverted thoughts he was having, they were never going to happen.
His hungry eyes moved away from my chest and met my eyes, he shrugged. "Well, there's a lot more interesting things in the back, the shop is bigger than you think" He gestured towards a double door at the end of the shop.
Wanting to get away from his leering gaze, I headed towards the double doors as quickly as I could without running.
As the doors closed behind me, the smell of rubber hit me instantly. Around me I could see a ton of latex and PVC clothing hung up either side of me.
However she realised the shop assistant hadn't been lying, this place was huge! Long black walls, turning left a right. All decorated with different BDSM merchandise and erotic art. I had never seen anything like it!
As I set off down the corridor, half expecting for someone to jump out at me from the dark turnings. It was hard to see, as the only light came from these dimly lit lamps hanging down from the ceiling.
I had been walking around for about ten minutes, looking at sex toys I didn't even realise existed and occasionally hearing a few voices in the distance.
I would be lying if I didn't say that being around all this sex stuff was making me a bit wet. I had a good sex life but I wouldn't say I had been particularly adventures.
I looked at my watch, I had been in here for almost thirty minutes! I hurried off back the way I came, turning down the dark corridors. but it wasn't long before I realised I was quite lost.
I took out my phone and tried to message Anna but there was no signal.
I trod around aimlessly a bit longer, the sound of my heels echoing through the dark corridors. I looked out for something that I might remember. But everything looked the same.
Eventually I found myself face to face with a glossy black door. It must be the back office, I should be able to find a member of staff to help me I thought to myself.
I tapped on the door and called out but there was no reply. I pulled at the handle but the door wouldn't budge, I noticed an electric lock at the side of the door.
From the look of it, I needed to type a number in on the keypad. I knew it was cliche but I figured the old 1,2,3,4 should work. It was just sex store after all not a bank.
I clicked one and the number disappeared, I followed with a two, three and four. A pause and then, yes! A 'click'. I pulled down the handle and entered the room.
"Hello? I'm sorry but I'm a bit lost. Can you help me?"
But the room was empty and pitch black, I quickly realised that this was far too small to be a staff room.
I turned back and tried to exit back the way I entered. But the door was locked tight. I looked for another electronic lock but the wall was bare.
I started to panic, I called out for help and banged on the door but there was only silence as a reply.