Jill had stumbled upon Lydia’s Leather Shoppe quite by accident and had been browsing around the racks of very unique items for about ten minutes when she was hailed by a woman standing about 25 feet away. “You there.”
Jill looked around and answered, “Me?” “Yes, you. Come over here a moment. And don’t dally.” Curious, Jill walked over to where the woman stood. As she did so, she naturally looked the woman over noticing that she was very striking in both looks and demeanor. The woman looked to be in her mid-fourties with long silver hair pulled back over the top of her head to hang straight down to the middle of her back. She had on a black leather mini dress. Around her waist was a black and silver, leather and lace bodice. Black thigh high stockings stretched up out of knee high leather boots which stood atop high spiked heels making the woman look as if she towered over Jill. Was it that or just the air of confidence that permeated from the woman, Jill wondered? “Yes.” Jill asked as she came to a stop in front of the woman. “I’ve come to pick up some items, for my friend. But, I am uncertain about the size and the fit. How tall are you?” “What?” “I asked how tall are you? I believe you’re about my friend’s size.” “I’m 5'8”." “Perfect! Now be a dear and open up.” “What?” “Open your mouth. I want to see if this fits.” The woman said and lifted up a black rubber ball gag towards Jill’s face. Shocked, Jill unbelieving what was happening, complied for some unknown reason and opened her mouth. The woman pressed the ball against her mouth. “Wider.” She commanded and placing her hands on either side of Jill’s face, used her thumbs to push the ball gag into her mouth. Once it popped in behind her teeth, the woman dropped her hands to Jill’s shoulders and told her to turn around. Jill complied and taking up the straps the woman pulled them around Jill’s head and buckled them tightly behind her head. The ball gag was a training gag which included a set of straps which rose up on each side of Jill’s face on each side of her nose only to join together on a ring at her forehead where yet another strap pulled over the top of her head to join the others in the back of her head. A third set of straps buckled under her chin forcing her to bite down on the rubber ball gag. When the woman finished adjusting all the straps, the woman had Jill turn to and fro looking at the gag in her mouth from different angles. “Hmm. Something is lacking. Here girl, follow me over here.” She said, turned and walked down one of the stores aisles. Jill watched her go and then for some unknown reason, followed her. The woman picked up something off of one of the shelves after searching for a minute and turned towards Jill. “Here, lift up your chin.” She said. “That’s it.” As she placed a 4" tall leather collar around her slender neck and buckled the three straps to hold it in place. Turning Jill to face her, she asked. “Is it tight?” Jill started to tell her yes but only mew sounds came from behind the ball gag. “Do you think I can understand what you’re saying with that gag in your mouth? Just nod or shake your head girl.” Jill nodded. “Can you still breath ok?” Jill hesitated a moment. She realized that it was a bit restrictive, but she could still breathe so she nodded her head again. “Good. Then follow me over here.” Jill did so and the woman picked up a pair of leather cuffs and placed them about Jill’s wrists. Then she picked up what looked to Jill as a leather bag. “Place your hands behind your back and let me hold this up against you.” Jill did as ordered and holding the bag up against Jill next to her arms the woman leaned back to take a look. “Hmm, something is not quite right.” Standing there thinking she exclaimed, “I know! Here girl, take off your blouse and then let me look.” Jill gave the woman a puzzling look. Did she really expect me to take off my blouse for her in the middle of this store? “Come on girl I haven’t got all day. And there us nothing to be ashamed for as there is only us and the sales girl here in the shop”. Jill thought a moment and began to comply with her demand. Besides the faster she allowed this woman to do what she wanted, the faster she would be able to get out of these, what ever they were called. Besides her jaw was beginning to ache. Taking a hold of her blouse she began to unbuttoning it from the bottom up. As she did so she saw the woman watching her almost hungerly and turned sideways to finish. Removing her blouse she folded it and placed it on a shelf in front of her. She then began to turn and face the woman when she said, “No, no. Turn and face your back to me. That’s it. Now place your hands behind your back.” Jill did do and in seconds she felt the woman lock the leather wrist cuffs together. “Very good. Now hold still while I pull this up.” Jill wasn’t sure what was going on but stood there while the woman pulled the leather bag up over her cuffed wrists and up along her arms. She pulled two straps under her arms, across the top of her breasts and over the opposite shoulders, buckling them to the bag. Next she began to lace the bag up starting down by her wrists and working her way upwards. Jill could feel the leather slowly tighten around her arms, drawing them together as the woman worked the laces. Finishing, she tied of the excess in a bow and the pulling a flap over the laces zipped it up. Three sets of straps were then buckled around her arms. One at her wrists and the other two above and below her elbows insuring that they stay pressed painfully against each other. Jill’s shoulders were starting to ache when the woman spun her around and began looking her over. “That’s better. You’re beginning to look like what it is I wanted. You should see how the armbinder has your young breasts standing forward.” Armbinder? Is that what that damn thing is called? More like an arm torturer. My shoulders are killing me, Jill thought to herself. And what did she say about my breasts? Damn she’s right. I’m strutting around with them standing out like I want someone to grab a hold of them. Thank god I still have my bra on covering them. Just then the store’s front door opened and in walked another woman. Not quite a striking as the one tying her up but striking none the less. Spying both Jill and the woman she came over. “My, my, what have we here?” The new woman said. “I’m just trying to pick up some things for my pet’s birthday. I gotten these few things so far but its just not the completed look I want yet.” “Well, would you mind if I make a few suggestions?” “By all means, I would be honored.” The new woman looked at Jill for a few seconds and turning to the store clerk said, “You there. Bring that black leather boned corset. And a pair of scissors. Hurry about it!” “Yes mistress.” The mousy clerk answered and quickly brought the items over to the women before disappearing back behind the counter just as quickly if not quicker. “Here help me with this.” she said “But first we’ll have to get rid of that bra.” “That’s ok. I’m sure she wont mind as long as we buy her a replacement.” The silver haired woman said as she used the scissors to snip each of her bra straps. “Would you deary?” And unhooked the main bra strap and pulled it away from Jill’s body and tossed it aside. These woman are crazy, Jill thought and began to back away only to back into the second woman who pulled the leather corset around Jill’s body. “Now hold still.” She commanded and reaching under the arm binder began the task of pulling the corset’s multiple straps and buckled each one tight. Finishing, she went back and pulled each strap another notch tighter. The corset squeezed Jill’s waist in almost 2" smaller then normal forcing her breathing to become even more labored over the leather collar. Jill’s naked breasts spilled over the top of the corset. “Wow, she must be really enjoying this. Look how her nipples are standing out.” The silver haired woman said as she reached up and playfully tugged at the pebble sized nibs. Jill was both shocked and awed at both the woman having the audacity to play with her nipples and how good it felt. She began to close her eyes when the second woman piped in. “Let me show you a special feature of the corset model.” And reaching for two small straps at the top of the corset wrapped each in turn around the base of Jill’s breasts and buckled them tightly down. Each of Jill’s breast expanded with the skin tightening while turning a light shade of purple, heightening their sensitivity. “Oh, very nice. I really like that. Tell me, what would you propose we do about the bottom half?” “I don’t know. But first let’s get her out if the skirt and those ugly low heeled Mary-janes that shes wearing.” And with that said the women pealed off her shoes, socks and skirt. Leaving her standing in her panties and bondage gear. Taking the shears in hand the second woman made quick snips and got rid of her panties too. Jill objected into the gag. Those panties were $20 a pair! “Don’t worry, I’ll replace them for you when we’re finished. That’s if you still want me too. You never know what you might find you would rather wear instead.” Both women looked at her neatly shaven bush. “That’s cute, but really you should shave it bare darling.” Said the second woman. “Yes, I quite agree. A Telly Savalas look is much more preferred.” “Bring her over to the counter while a grab a few things.” The second woman said. Jill was led over to the counter where the sales clerk waited. In a moment the second woman joined them and dropped several items on to the counter top. “You there.” Pointing to the clerk and handing her a cone shaped object. “Get this wet.” The scared clerk picked it up and looked at it. “Use your mouth. Get it wet with your mouth you stupid cow!” The woman yelled at her. “Yes mistress.” The girl said and pushed the point into her mouth. Moving it in and out deeper and deeper the girl made sure the rubber cone was slobbery wet. When she was finished she placed the cone down on the counter.
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