The bell jingles as the door opens, the toys outside were enticing, but the store inside opens your eyes. Though it is a small shop, it manages to cater for as many different fetishes as you could imagine. One wall is dedicated for the ass, dildos, inflateable, lockable, ejaculating, big ones, small ones, tentacle which move on their own. Two walls are dedicated to slavery, collars, gags, blindfolds, chastity devices, with various magical training features, sensory deprivation masks, automatic rope, that last one's behind the counter.
A lot of devious looking stuff is hidden away behind the counter, the worse one tells you, "Welcome Sir." with a mischevious grin as she leans over the counter, staring into your eyes with her green orbs, arms folded and nails painted a shiney black. Dressed in punk clothing, her collar could be a part of the fashion or a statement of her sexuality.
Without realizing what you're doing, you both begin to flirt, then you're out drinking with her, at a club in the sky, and before you know it, you're at her place, being pulled in by her silk, cold hands and making out with her on the sofa. With your mouths locked, her unnaturally long tongue twists around yours, her fluffy, wet lips, gently stroking your lips, and nibbling on your ears. Hands go down below, fingers squeeze into your cheeks, returning the favour, you reach up her skirt and feel something cold and hard.
"Listen babe, I can explain"
Standing up, you can see a shiney, black, flaccid penis where her vagina should be.
"Babe, I should have told you, I'm sorry babe"
She stands up to, her skirt covering her dick, once again.
"Listen, I know this is hard to hear, but I'm a man, or I was a man, I don't really know babe"
Feet patter closer to you, she stares down at you.
"We had a good night, didn't we babe? And you're obviously in to me, this doesn't change that, babe."
Warm hands are placed on your cheeks, warming your face.
"Ages ago, I experimented with chastity, and I couldn't get it off, and now we're here"
Staring into your eyes again, she strokes your face gently.
"We can still have fun, I'll do anything for you. You're my babe, babe."
Pushed into her breasts, she strokes your hair and whispers, "I'll show you, let's go to my room"
Again, led by her hand, she brings you to her bed, the room is dark, but you can see an assortment of cuddly toys with their arms out stretched on her bed. Guiding you again, she brings your head to her mouth, gently biting your tongue, smiling. Both pairs of hands glide over both of your bodies, then hers glide over your chest as lips tease your cock. Warm comfort ripples through you, filling you with glee, as her tongue glides up and down your dick, from the very bottom, to the very tip.
