SHOPING SPREE

Rita and Cynthia had spent all Saturday on a shopping trip they had a very busy time at the add agency where they worked now the rush was over they had money and time. There was the launch party for a very exclusive new model of sports car. There company had been working on its advertising campaign for a very long time. The company that produced it was a key account for the advertising agency that had kept there company afloat in the past a very long running and prestigious customer. Rita had been spending every waking hour getting the art work just right for all the websites and promotional material. Cynthia was a PA to one of the managers she had spent all her time running copies of the advertising material backwards and forwards between various interpreters and technicians to make sure that it was flawless many people that brought the sports cars were rich Russians Chinese and Arabs and the marketing had to be flawless. The Arabs they had been dealing with certain wealthy family’s for years getting to know them but the Chinese and Russian markets were fairly new for this company so they wanted to make sure that they made a good impression many people with deep pockets could soon be adding a new sports car to there collections and a new connection for the company.

Rita had a few shopping bags with her new heels that matched an outfit she had bought a month ago a few perfumes Cynthia had a hat some sunglasses. Rita was walking past a shop when she stopped there was an adult shop she stared through the window and blushed. Cynthia caught up to her and looked in the window. There was a dark black background shop sign it had a large scrawling sign in silver saying Black Lily Adult Entertainment there was a pattern like the stem of a Lily but made out of rope and chains. The shop door was black with a dark film over the glass a similar design of logo was pictured on the door there were two window displays one to the left and one to the right of the window. 

Cynthia looked to the left there was a manikin in a red rubber suit that covered the figure ending in gloves and high heels the head was exposed. On the manikin to the right there was a similar blue suit but the hands ended in mittens and there was a hood with only two nose holes covering the head of the manikin. Cynthia looked across at the next window a silver suit was quite a bit different the arms were wrapped around the body in a tight straight jacket embrace. The final manikin seemed to have a more extreme black version of the outfit with arms behind the back and a long tight hobble skirt from waist to ankle. The shop had a flashing blue sign open there were chains and ropes and leather straps hanging in the window displays almost like ivy climbing a wall.   

Cynthia looked at Rita a serious look crossed her face as she noticed the mischievous look on Rita’s “there is no way you are dragging us in there if we leave it to long the wine bar is going to fill up and we wont be able to get a seat”. Rita looked at her with mock disappointment “really what makes you think this is going to take a long time is there something I should know, anyway if we are hear for two hours not that we will be there is still going to be a place at the wine bar also that helpful waitress doesn’t start her shift until then and she can pick out the wine better than that snob with the terrible fake Italian accent”.  
Cynthia looked at Rita “ok I suppose I might be a little curious I haven’t been in a place like this in my life”. Rita grinned “it’s just for entertainment purposes we pop in we have a giggle then we do a bit more shopping then the wine bar”.

A high definition camera in the corner of the shop window watched the two ladies as they moved towards the shop door. Rita was twenty two tall and thin with a short brown hair that exposed her neck she was five nine and fairly conservatively dressed flat brown shoes skinny jeans a white blouse and a brown leather jacket. Her face was oval and she had a clean complexion. She did a bit of graphical design a bit of web design she was useful in several areas of the company. She looked and normally acted conservatively but she was a bigger risk taker than Cynthia she had that drive to poke her nose into places to take risks she was quite sporty and did a lot of running. Cynthia was a blond with a pony tail that went to her waist she wore a pair of three inch black patent heels a pair of silky hose a knee length black skirt a quite tight black top with a scoop neck. She had curves in all the right places even if without the shoes she was a little short at five foot four she was twenty and quite warm and bubbly. Cynthia did a lot of yoga and was toned and flexible but her stamina was pitiful compared to Rita who could literally run rings around her when the two of them exercised together.

Cynthia opened the door and stopped at the threshold she looked at Rita nervously. Rita smiled and gently prodded her in the back Cynthia stepped onto a mat there was a chime. Cynthia took a step in and to the left as Rita stepped in behind her. The two of them looked about the place. There was an assault of strange scents and exotic aromas. There eyes adjusted to the light. The shop was not very wide but it was very deep it seemed to go on and on forever. There were more traditional looking items that the two women could identify close to the entrance to the shop scented oils aromatic candles a few products labelled as aphrodisiacs that were inhaled squirted or consumed. Behind them were more exotic affairs lacy bras naughty knickers and the like beyond those shoes of many impossible and vindictive designs. Behind those were corsets and cat suits erotic items of rubber and leather. 

Behind them were toys of various sorts starting with milder ones closer to the entrance and more extreme to downright painful looking ones further back in the shop. And this was only about a third of the way into the shop. Next behind those were handcuffs and metallic restraints a lot of them the more complex and intimidating stacked deeper inside the shop. The women wondered further inside looking at the displays. There was a selection of rope and various books on rope work after the metal restraints beyond them was the leather including full outfits that looked like they would be incredibly punitive on any wearer. Deeper still were some of the restrictive cat suits they were almost at the back of the shop now. Then they realised that there was more to the shop it seemed to be a large L shape there were pieces of dungeon furniture stocks pillories and cages at the back of the shop when they looked around the corner. The items looked larger and more restrictive as they went towards the back of this section of they shop they would quite easily hold the most violent of prisoners there were some manikins in black rubber suits sandwiched into some of the more unusual cages there body’s held in place twisted into erotic contortions. At least Cynthia hoped they were manikins she had a sudden idea of the two of them disappearing and to new manikins appearing at the back of the shop helplessly trapped in the cages unable to see mouths stuffed with jaw breaking gags unable to warn other patrons of there fate unable to move there limbs contorted into merciless positions hands in thick mittens feet trapped in hellish heels. Nervously Cynthia reached out and touched one of the contorted manikins as her fingers rested on it she half expected to feel a woman’s flesh underneath, thankfully it was just foam when she did finally pluck up the courage to squeeze it.

Cynthia looked around for Rita she was standing next to her a minute ago and now she was gone what was going on. Rita had wondered back into the main shop she had seen a pair of polished brass handcuffs they were an odd design similar to an Irish 8 but more like an oval. She just had to pick them up she saw a key switch on the top it could be turned from a locked to an unlocked position but you seemed to need the key witch didn’t seem to be about to actually lock it. She experimented and put her left wrist in with a tug it came undone. Rita giggled she would play a little joke on Cynthia, Rita put her hands behind her back and closed the cuffs, a small chill ran up and down her spine. She tried to move her arms about it was quite surprising how restrictive they were she tried pulling her arms around her to the left and to the right then out behind her she caught herself in a shop mirror it did push her bust out just a little it was time to wind her friend up.

Rita ran up to Cynthia “quick you have to help me these cuffs I tried them on and they locked by themselves I tried the key but it broke off we are in so much trouble with the manager”. Cynthia looked at her , her eyes went wide “Oh my god what the hell have you done to yourself quick we have to get a saw or a locksmith I hope the shop owner doesn’t think that we are trying to steal from her”. Rita started to giggle and pulled her hands lose from the cuffs “gotcha these are safety cuffs looks like you need a key to lock them”. “very funny Rita” Cynthia playfully punched her friend on the shoulder then hugged her ok enough fun lets get out of hear I have noticed that we are the only people in hear apart from the manikins I haven’t even seen a manger” there was a counter next to the door but there wasn’t any one there when they had gone in.

As they moved through the shop Rita picked up what looked like a butt plug with a pump attached to it. “Can you imagine this thing?” Cynthia looked at it “not that I would ever try something like that but it looks a little tame”. Rita laughed and pumped the plug very hard the plug quickly expanded to rather generous proportions Cynthia giggled “who ever had that monster in them would end up very accommodating”. Rita put the item back onto the shelf. 

As they moved to go out of the shop a curtain that they had dent seen before swished to one side a very pail woman stepped out from what must have been a changing room. She had short cropped black hair a pair of elegant black framed glasses. She looked flustered for a second then stood up straight. She had a warm welcoming smile that might as well have said you are not leaving until you purchase something. She was just thirty with a very nice figure a considerable wasp like corset helped give her prominent curves she had a tight rubber skirt and a pair of four inch heels emerged from below it. “My name is Lily I am the co owner I am sorry ladies I couldn’t welcome you to my establishment when you entered I had a lose end to tie up in one of the back rooms now I am hear what can I interest you lovely ladies in?”. 

Cynthia smiled politely “we came in we had a look around were just going now”. Lily moved in front of them “you must have had an idea of something specific when you cam in when you saw the manikins in the window you would be amazed at the stock I carry. Rita queried something to Lily “you said you were the co owner where is your partner?” Lily smiled “she is a silent partner she doesn’t get out much so it’s unlikely you will see her”. Lily had gently put her hands on the women’s shoulders and had moved them around so that they were walking back into the depths of the shop Cynthia looked nervous “how silent can a silent partner be?” Lily smiled wryly “as silent as two pairs of silk panties stuffed in her mouth plus a ball of three and a half inches of medical silicon and a panel of leather can make them so pretty silent”

Rita looked at her “your joking of course” Lily smiled her tongue touched the edge of her lips like she was tasting something sweet “you two lovely ladies would look so good in some of my creations it would be a crime to let you get away without at least trying something on and if I can get you both a little something I might be able to do a deal of some sort”. Cynthia tried to look back “we are completely new to this we just wanted to have a look then get on our way”. Lily pushed them deeper into the shop “ladies we have all the time in the world I insist that you try at least something on” she paused to hang the pair of brass cuffs back up on the rack.

Lily smiled more “I could practically give away a few of my older outfits if I could get some pictures of you lovely ladies wrapped up in there tight embrace you would be perfect natural models for our website www.black-Lilys-trap.org ” Cynthia and Rita turned a little red at the idea but still put up no resistance as they were pushed into the depths of the shop. Lily had an idea “of course I would preserve your privacy a nice solid hood and no one could see your face” Cynthia looked a little bit redder “what’s it like to wear a hood one of the restrictive ones”. Lily smile “Why my darling why should I describe it when you can experience it first hand.”

Lily picked up a rather thick leather hood she gently gathered Cynthia’s ponytail and pulled it through a hole at the top of the hood. “Now dear open your jaw wider good girl”. A pear shaped mass of rubber disappeared into Cynthia’s mouth it was substantial and reduced her words to muffled nothing. Laces were drawn closed at the back of the hood making it tight then the hood was zipped at the back. Cynthia reached back to feel the hood. Lily spoke to her in a calm authoritative voice “now be a good girl don’t play with that put your arms behind your back and stay there no fighting”. To Cynthia’s surprise she found herself complying with Lily’s instructions. Rita chimed in “hey that’s a little bit rude you can’t order her about like that”.

Lily looked at Rita “now I am not doing anything she doesn’t want done to her am I”. Rita paused “I suppose your not”. Lily smiled “I guess your new to this so a little rule for this game girls if either of you want out tap your foot three times that will be our equivalent of a safe word you can trust me”. Rita looked at her “we didn’t agree to play some game with you what’s going on?”. Lily smiled and took one step to the side showing Rita the exit clear “darling your friend is not complaining and you are not walking out, I don’t think she wants to stop and get off this ride yet and you certainly don’t want to leave her alone”. Rita looked nervous “I suppose you haven’t done anything to her yet”.

Lily smiled “it’s clear that your friend Cynthia isn’t it. Is a submissive she likes to take orders, you leader her around you lead her in hear. I would be right to think that the majority of the time she will agree with what you say follow where you lead correct.”
Rita looked at her she did a little soul searching “I suppose that is true on the most part”

Lily continued “now I think you have designs on being a dominant you crave control to a degree you want it but there is a lesson you need to learn first”. Rita felt herself going horse finally she said something after an extended pause “how can you know this about us what do you mean a lesson I need to learn”. Lily smiled “I have been involved in these games for over twelve years of my life I have seen people like you many times one side of the path and on the other you are starting a journey you need to know what it is like on the bottom to be on the top”. Rita looked taken aback as Lily picked up a matching hood to the one that Cynthia wore. “Cynthia are you ok with this nod if you are”. Cynthia nodded after a brief pause Lily spoke to them calmly “I will restrict you slowly and thoroughly if at any time you are uncomfortable click you foot three times and I will let you go completely”

Lily moved behind Rita and applied the hood just as tightly she pulled Rita’s arms behind her back “from now on I shall be mistress Lily you will behave I will teach”. She looked them over “in time you to will make a loving couple a firm mistress and a willing slave but for now I am going to teach you the experience of a life time”. Lily pushed a remote control slowly a heavy shutter lowered covering the entire front of the shop erasing it from existence sealing it from the outside world.
 
Lily lectured her two guests “the first thing that a slave has is a collar it is a mark of her status in life a recognisable badge to her commitment to a mistress, nothing lets a girl feel like she is a proper slave like a nice heavy collar” Lily gently guided the two friends next to a display of collars. She removed a section of each hood so that both women could see the display. “this shop carries a wide range of collars some my designs some items I have used we have leather steel , you girls need a true taste of submission a really sturdy collar will bring that feeling in a short space of time ” . Lily’s hand wandered over to a pair of rather severe looking shiny steel posture collars. “these baby‘s are like fine jewellery expertly crafted unless I hear words to the contrary I guess you girls would like to try them on”. Lily fitted the collars carefully moving hair and clothing out of the way. Ensuring that they snugly locked around both girls necks with the collars locked in place they had no way to remove the hoods or the gags.

Lily continued “a slave and a mistress can appreciate a finely crafted collar like this a slave is easy to control easy to dominate when packaged up this way”. Cynthia was visibly enjoying the experience and was having a hard time keeping her hands tucked behind her back. Rita was having more mixed emotions it was intriguing but she would rather be on the other end of the leash with Cynthia wearing the collar but as Lily said it was important experience and perspective for her.
  
Lily walked over to a stand and picked up a leash with two chains coming off from it, it had a four foot length between the chain ends. Cynthia blushed as one end of the lead was clipped to the collar around her neck. Rita anticipated the next step and half flinched half stepped back. The result was a disappointed look in Lily’s eyes. Rita looked downwards sighed then stepped closer so that Lily could clip the leash to her neck. Lily patted Rita on the head “that’s better now I am going to pick out a few matching outfits and then you are going to model them for the shops website then we can have a little discussion on where this goes next”.

Slowly Lily wandered around the shop Cynthia and Rita obediently stood behind her there arms now outstretched ready to pick up whatever was handed to them what would become there new outfits. Beneath the hood and the gag Cynthia was in heaven her body was responding to this situation in surprising and exciting ways Rita was more reluctant blushing red but the sight of Cynthia like this was turning her on.
Lily went up to a rack of leather items she removed a pair of heavy red dresses they were exactly the same design but different sizes for the different girls they were floor length and seemed to be quite complex. She handed one to Cynthia and one to Rita.

Lily picked up a pump from a shelf “you girls need to know what a really though gagging feels like these lovely hoods have quite large gags but there is a bulb inside the gag that can be made much larger, a girl can put all those doubts to rest with her mouth gagged she cant voice all little irrelevant questions she just has to sit back as it were and experience the ride”.

Lily led them to a dressing room and attached the leash to a ring outside. “these dresses are quite complex pieces of engineering I want you to put them on you will have to be naked to properly wear them if you have any problems knock on the changing room door and I will help you out” Rita looked embarrassedly at Cynthia she shrugged and started to slowly strip Rita accidentally brushed up against her what a nice ass that woman had. Suddenly Cynthia was returning the gesture then Rita was quite close to her and the two of them were cuddling against one another rubbing against each other it felt right. The two of them got closer and closer the collars and the hoods seemed to get in the way but also to help Rita moaned as Cynthia touched her in a perfect spot the gag made if feel better somehow.

“Bad slave girls I didn’t give you permission to play with each other now you need to be punished”. Lily had drawn back the curtain of the changing room she held in her hand two large plugs they were black about seven and a half inches long shaped a little like Christmas trees. They had a flared base with had a little metal cylinder sticking out the bottom. They were quite large at the bottom almost three inches. Rita and Cynthia looked nervously at each other they could guess where those plugs were going. Lily commanded in a cold dominant voice. “Ok girls turn around bend over and grab your ankles keep your feet two foot apart and stay in that position until I tell you that you can move. Cynthia immediately assumed the position Rita was a bit more hesitant but Lily’s dominant voice had her in position with mealy a little cough.

Lily put on a rubber glove then started to apply a tube of lubricant to both girls back holes. “these are vibrating locking butt plugs they are a bit on the heavy side but naughty girls need to learn to behave very quickly around hear.” Cynthia found it embarrassing humiliating and demeaning as the rubber plug was slowly worked between her round buttocks but a few minutes later with a push it locked into place and immediately gently started to hum it would quite effectively torment her for a long time to come and she was pretty sure that she had no way to get the monster out.   Rita bit down hard on her gag the plug was something else she could feel herself turning red with embarrassment her legs shook but she did not dare to let go of her ankles or shift she did not want to think of what else Lily could come up with soon the second plug was firmly locked in place and buzzing away.

Lily finally tapped them on the bottom “good slaves you can stand up now, now I am going to have to help you into your nice restrictive dresses these leather garments are completely escape proof I hired a professional escape artist to try and get out of one when it was fully and correctly applied after three hours she gave up I want you two to experience that level of restriction”.

Cynthia was the first to be dressed in the restrictive leathers embrace. The sleeves of the garment were very tight and very long there seemed to be a collar section that fitted over the bottom of the collar so that the dress would have to be removed to allow the collar to be removed before someone could get to the hood and the gag making her layered restriction all the more secure. The dress was tight at the waist and quite ridged. Lily explained the dress in more detail “this is something I designed for my silent partner it is a strict hobble skirt with a built in corset that can get a really tight crush onto the waist . A significant amount of restriction and a delightfully secure straight jacket a three for one deal”. She smiled as she zipped the dress shut from the side slits. “This skirt really restricts a slaves movement it is adjustable with the locking zip the leg slit will hold at any level from allowing a run to the smallest wiggle of a walk I just need to push on the zip like this and it locks in place then you need a key to get it open. Cynthia wasn’t sure wither she was glad to be covered up or wanted to be naked with Rita again.  

Lily worked at the laces at the back of the garment the waist became narrower and narrower she gasped and tied them off. Then side panels were opened up on the garment and two more sets of laces were revealed. Cynthia groaned into her gag. Rita was invited to help lace the garment even tighter after ten minutes Cynthia was panting in little gasps the dress was so restrictive and her waist hurt so much then she got a look in a mirror she looked fabulous but she needed some nice high heels to go with the dress. Rita soon put on her dress Cynthia got a bit of revenge helping Lily get the lacing on the corset section as tight as it would go adding to Rita’s already small waist making it miniscule.
  
Lily slowly got the girls ready for the next step “now that your all packaged up I want you to feel what its like walking in the tight skirts and tight corsets then when you have had a few practice runs round the shop I am going to try you in six and a half inch locking stilettos, they are only one step down from the really high ballet heel boots but that is a little to much for you now. After that we restrain your arms and you get the full effect”. Lily slowly walked around the shop once twice three times Rita and Cynthia struggled to keep up with her the hoods restricted breathing the corsets restricted breathing and the really tight skirts meant that they could only take the shortest of steps. Rita had a lot of stamina Cynthia not so much. Finally on the third lap Lily took pity on them and let them sit down on a bench next to the shoe section. Both ladies felt the plugs in there bottoms shift about as they sat down a little jolt of pain and pleasure shot through there bodies. She half sighed half moaned into there gags.

Lily looked at the pair of them “the two of you can cuddle a bit but no more I am going to sort out some shoes for you then I will be back in a minute”. Cynthia gently rested her head on Rita’s lap while she stoked her leather encased head and cuddled her in her arms the woman was marvellously submissive Rita was really going to enjoy moving there relationship to the next level in the future and this little trial run was teaching her so much about a submissive position.

Rita was a little taken aback by the foot where it was intimidating to say the least the six and a half inch stilettos would have her practically wobbling on the tips of her toes. Cynthia was a different matter she loved high heels and already owned several pairs that started to get close to this height. The shoes were soon on and in place Rita had to admit they were as comfortable as they could be well fitting but they were also locked on neither girl could bend down in the tight dresses far enough to reach them. The scene played out again one girl easily following behind Lily and the second struggling but this time it was Rita having trouble keeping up. Lily patiently explained to Rita a few tips for walking in heels a few more laps of the shop and Rita was not lagging behind as much a bit of training later and she was keeping up with Cynthia who kept looking back giving her muffled encouragement.  

Lily approached the two friends “now for the next stage of our adventure I am going to restrain your arms they will be quite helplessly held behind your backs with several straps it will be quite an intense experience. Please nod if you want to continue”. There was a moment’s stillness then both girls nodded together. Lily started with Rita two zips and the sleeves became mittens. The sleeves were passed behind her back through a side loop under the opposite sleeve then there was a little buckle pulled tight and Rita found not the slightest movement of her arms possible it was not uncomfortable but she could do nothing with her arms a few seconds later and Cynthia was in the same restrictive position. The girls were finding it much harder to balance without there arms but a few minutes and a few wobbly circuits around the shop and they found there feet again. Rita had to admit with the corset and all it made her breasts thrust out quite nicely she certainly wasn’t going anywhere in a hurry not that all the tight leather and the stimulation from the vibrating plug didn’t increase the allure of staying in her current spot. 

Lily looked at the girls “a slave and a mistress learns to control there sexual arousal through pain and pleasure humiliation and praise but I think denial is a lesson for another day you girls just need to come of course I am going to photograph you writhing all over my shop floor helplessly squirming in orgasm but as I said I will give you anonymity”. Rita tried to protest as Lily recovered a large lensed digital camera she flipped the masks in place on Rita and Cynthia’s hoods then guided them to the floor and set the plugs vibrating at full power. Rita felt herself squirming over to Cynthia the two of them were soon screaming into there gags in unison as they came again and again from the intense vibration, as Lily took photo after photo of the two beautiful squirming bundles.

When the batteries in the plugs had died and the digital camera had no more memory left Lily released Rita and turned to her “that is a lesson in what it means to be dominated every true dominant must learn it before they can understand what they do I need to check on my silent partner to see how she is the reverse prayer hogtie may have been a tad harsh I will leave Cynthia to you”. Lily left for a back room Rita unzipped Cynthia’s legs then slowly began to kiss up them. Some considerable time later the two women now free of all restrains returned to the cloak room. Slowly the two women put there clothes back on they were free of all restrictions Lily opened up the grill to the shop and they were free to go. Rita picked up the brass handcuffs. 

Lily was standing at the counter 
“Now ladies should it be one set or two?” Rita dived into her handbag for her credit card Cynthia did the same. Rita left the store carrying two large bags Cynthia followed meekly behind her, her hands behind her back