The distance between us closes.

If I have any concerns regarding my safety, despite your size, they don't reveal themselves in my pace or carriage. I don't even reach for a telephone.

I am simply an expensively dressed man in an incongruous setting,

quite, quite alone.

The people that you've passed have moved away from you. Again, I smile, inwardly.

That didn’t work

enters

"I did warn you, after all. Remove the bra, too. It's not doing you as many favors as you think it is."

He comes back around and leans against the counter, facing you.

subzeke has started a new game with the following players:
subzeke

" S T A R T G A M E : t r u e "{ " g a m e I d " : " 1 7 1 8 7 3 7 0 8 0 " , " p l a y e r L i s t " : [ " s u b z e k e " ] , " r o l l N u m b e r " : 0 , " c u r r e n t P l a y e r " : 0 , " d i c e " : { " f a c e s " : [ 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 , 0 ] , " r e r o l l " : [ t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e , t r u e ] } , " s c o r e 0 " : { " 1 " : n u l l , " 2 " : n u l l , " 3 " : n u l l , " 4 " : n u l l , " 5 " : n u l l , " 6 " : n u l l , " p l a y e r " : n u l l , " u p _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " b o n u s " : n u l l , " 3 k " : n u l l , " 4 k " : n u l l , " s s " : n u l l , " l s " : n u l l , " f h " : n u l l , " y a h _ t o k e n " : n u l l , " y " : n u l l , " c " : n u l l , " y a h _ b o n u s " : 0 , " b o t _ t o t a l " : n u l l , " g _ t o t a l " : n u l l } , " o w n e r " : " s u b z e k e " , " s t a t u s " : " r e a d y " , " r o u n d " : 0 , " l a s t P o s t " : 1 7 1 8 7 3 7 0 8 0 }

My hands start to unzip my halter, and remove it. There is red push up bra underneath giving my bcups some nice cleavage.

I gasp. "Oh my God, this is REAL" I say as if just realizing. "I feel RIGHT on the EDGE of orgasm just because I did what you said!"

Young and relatively healthy except possibly his
liver. His alcohol intake has dulled his senses
as well as his innate sense of danger. A big man,
he's not had to worry about getting rolled or mugged.
He's been lucky...so far, not having to put his size
to the test.
Glancing over he checks what he can see of you in the
shadows but keeps walking

Joy of My Life
Chris Stapleton

"That's your agreement that the sale is final and that you'll wear the necklace out of the store." He says. It doesn't matter all that much any more, though.

The man leaves your field of vision and you hear the soft click of a lock sliding into place. From behind you, he says

"Take off your top. It's not as if it's hiding much, anyway."

looking on the passing

Comes back.

"Aaaaand she's gone again. That girl comes and goes like the wind, I tells ya. I always see her on the list when she's on her way out."

Frowns.

I hear the command, and don't really care what it is. I just want to feel that feeling again.

I sign my name, and a rush fills me. It's like I was brought to the edge of orgasm before being left to wait.

It is a pity

my black body secured to the table unable to move

My head cocks slightly at one of the few other people in this section of the street.

Another of the features of this part of town for which I am immeasurably grateful is the lack of functioning security cameras. My eyes flicker around the immediate vicinity, confirming that this is still the case.

Of course I'm aware of your presence. I could smell you before I saw you.

You seem reasonably young and healthy.

Hooking the straps around your ankles locking you into the stirrups
Then using the arm restraints to keep your hands occupied
Then hooking the short chain to the metal collar you wear so you’re immobilized and helpless

There we are
Comfy?

Wicked grin almost a sneer on my lips as I speak

Once you've signed the receipt, the man produces another piece of paper. It looks...normal. Just a piece of printer paper. There's something about the words, though, that makes them swim in front of your vision.

"Sign this."

No 'please' any more. He didn't ask you to read it, just to sign it. It will probably feel good...really, really good.

*makes a few changes....and then slips back out to work to try and concentrate*.