Bondage shop: pornwriter's girls

  «Not a single customer...»
  Andy sighed. Just an hour left of the day, and so far there had been no one coming to the bondage shop. It wasn't unusual, but today the owner wasn't around to tell his interesting stories about his bondage experiences. He was gone for the day on a bondage convention. Andy had wanted to come along, but he had to stay and mind the store. And now, he was bored. At times like this, he had nothing to do than just lean across the desk and look at the clock slowly tick towards closing hours.
  Then, a welcome sound. The sound of the door opening! He quickly turned to the door where three young girls entered. Two of them were eagerly chatting while the third were a little bit behind, shyly looking around the shop the moment she entered the door.
  They looked as though they could be over 21, but he wasn't sure. They could be 19 or 20 for all he knew.  So he had to do what he had to do. Check identification.
  He quickly stepped over to them. He was easily taller than all of them.
  "Welcome to Leather Shibari, girls. Now, I'm gonna have to follow store policy and ask for identification."
  "Sure thing," the front-most girl said and reached into her cleavage and pulled out her passport that she apparently had kept there. Maybe it was because the white blouse and short skirt she wore didn't have pockets, but Andy wasn't about to ask.
  He took the passport and checked it. Her name was Emily, and according to the date of birth she was 21 now. She had waist-long blonde hair, blue eyes and a body figure it was hard for a straight guy to ignore. The white blouse she wore matched her pale skin, and she also wore tube socks and sneakers.
  "All in order?" Emily asked with a smile.
  Andy nodded and gave back her passport and reached his hand out to the girl next to her.
  She quickly reached into the pocket of her suede jacket she was wearing over a white shirt, contrasting her dark skin. As she pulled out her passport, Andy couldn't help but notice that she looked impatient to get to the shopping.
  Andy checked the passport. Susan was her name, and she too was over 21. She seemed to be the taller of the three girls, though not by much. Along with her jacket and shirt, she wore a brown miniskirt and yellow pumps under which Andy could spot white knee socks. Although bondage was his favorite fetish, Andy had long known he had a thing for knee socks. But he kept it to himself and averted his eyes up from them, only to gaze upon her large breasts. Just like her height, her breast size was clearly the largest of them. Once again, he pulled his eyes further up until his eyes came to look at her green eyes. She was smirking mischievously.
  "Like what you see?" she asked teasingly and tossed her head a bit to the side so her black braided hair moved sexily.
  Andy quickly gave her the passport, but gave a short nod as he walked past Emily and Susan and came face to face with the last girl. She was looking down shyly, but was already holding her passport in her hand. Andy looked down at it and at the same time at her. She was wearing a loose sweatshirt and shorts, seemingly hiding her body a bit. But Andy figured she was just a bit shy. He also noted himself the long black silk hair tied in a ponytail.
  But he quickly decided he had stared enough and grabbed the passport. Lucy was her name, and she seemed to be Korean, something which explained her tan skin tone. But the detail he was most interested in was the age, and she, like the two first, was 21. So he reached out to give the passport back. Lucy looked up with her dark brown eyes and took it, forcing a shy smile.
  "Alright, ladies," Andy said. "You're all 21, so you're all welcome to step inside and shop 'til you drop… or we close. Whichever happen first."
  All three girls giggled a bit and practically ran to the shelves, looking, touching and examining.
  Suddenly, Emily turned to me.
  "Can we try these things on before we buy them?"
  I raised an eyebrow.
  "This isn't exactly a standard store where you buy shirts and pants," I commented. "But I'll call the boss and ask."
  The girls kept rummaging around as I took my cell phone out of my pocket and got up the correct number. After a few seconds, he picked up.
  "Hey," he said happily. I could only imagine the smile on his face. "What's up?"
  "Some girls here want to try on the gear before they decide to buy. Is that ok?"
  "Oh, by all means! I don't mind at all. Besides, you've worked hard for me, so go crazy and have some fun."
  He hung up. But I couldn't help but remember how he said those last words. Slyly and suggestively. It almost sounded like he wanted me to act as if they were my subs.
  Still wondering if that was the case, I returned to the girls.
  "It's ok, girls. You may try it on before you…"
  I didn't have a chance to finish the sentence before they all started undressing. And a matter of seconds, they were all naked as the day they were born. But when I noticed underwear was not among the things they were wearing, it surprised me less.
  Now I also noticed for the first time how the Korean girl, Lucy, really looked. Under the loose clothes was a body curves so perfect I actually squinted and stared at her in order to check if it was real. But there was nothing suggesting it wasn't.
  Suddenly, I saw she was blushing and covering her body shyly. I cleared my throat, blushing a bit as well because I had been caught staring.
  "It seems you girls prefer to do this naked."
  They all nodded. It wasn't my first time seeing naked girls, but it was the first seeing three undressed all at once. And they all wanted to try out everything, which meant they were going to be bound… by me.
  "So, what is it you girls want to try?"
  They quickly went along the shelves and gathered what they wanted. Emily got two spreader bars and the largest harness ball gag in the shop, two and a half inches in diameter.
  Susan got a black leather armbinder and matching leather straps and a leather muzzle gag with an inflatable rubber mouth piece.
  Finally, Lucy showed up with a black latex catsuit, a two inch ring gag and two sets of leather cuffs along with some small, but shiny and solid steel chains and padlocks.
  "Can you please hurry and get us bound and gagged, please?" Emily asked with a smile. "We're being picked up any minute, and we need to be bound by then. Don't worry, he'll pay you."
  I nodded and looked over what they had.
  "So who goes first?"
  Susan and Emily both put their hands high up, and just behind then Lucy too lifted her hand slightly. But in a matter of seconds, Susan pushed Emily behind and shouted "ME!" before she practically shoved the armbinder in my hands and turned around and put her arms together. "And if Emi complains, just gag her."
  I couldn't help but chuckle and carefully slipped the armbinder up Susan's arms. I noticed Emily looked a bit sour. Probably since she didn't get to be bound first. I never thought I'd see girls like this.
  Soon, the armbinder was laced tightly in place. Susan's elbows were nearly touching, and I could hear a moan as I fastened the straps going around her shoulders.
  "Like it?"
  She nodded, something I took as a sign to move on. So I took the straps she had picked out and got her legs together before I tightly strapped one around her ankles and then one above her knees. Then I took two and fastened above and below her breasts while also pinning her bound arms to her back, making her already large chest look even larger, jutting out like a pair of coconuts.
  I suddenly noticed she was shivering. I wondered why at first, but then noticed something dripping down the inside of her thighs. I knew then why she shivered. She was excited. Very excited.
  "G-gag me…" she suddenly pleaded. "And pump it as far as it goes…"
  She sounded eager and impatient, but also perfectly submissive. And who was I to reject a request like that? So I stuffed the deflated mouth piece into her mouth and made sure the harness straps of the gag were all tightly fastened, keeping the muzzle practically glued to her mouth.
And then I grabbed the pump hanging from the muzzle. And I waited a few seconds, letting her get prepared, but also making a bit of suspense. After not too long, she looked at me with begging eyes. So I pushed the pump. She jumped slightly and moaned in the most sexy way I've ever heard. Then another pump, and another. I kept going. Her moan grew quieter and quieter until finally I couldn't get the gag any larger. By then, her moans were mere mumbles, and the liquid on her thighs was running all the way down her legs and onto the floor. I would have to clean it later, but I didn't think of that. Cleaning was the farthest thing from my mind.
  What was on my mind though was getting the ever impatient Emily bound. Once I was done with Susan, she practically jumped forward and held out the spreader bars.
  "I want both my arms and legs spread wide open," she said quickly.
  I smiled and nodded and took the bars from her. She immediately spread her limbs and smiled. It was a hungry smile, like if she hungered for bondage. And I was about to feed her well.
  It didn't take too long. I fastened the cuffs on one of the spreader bars to her wrists, making her arms spread straight out. Then I fastened her ankles the same way. She wobbled a bit as she was forced to stand with her legs spread in a very revealing and vurnerable position, but she managed to keep standing.
  "And now the gag," she said eagerly. "Force it in if you have to, and don't be scared when tightening the straps."
  I nodded and quickly picked up the gag. She opened her mouth and I pushed it into her mouth. It was a very tight fit. I almost thought it wouldn't fit at first, but finally it popped past her teeth. Right now I doubted she would get the gag out even without the straps, but it just looked too unfinished so I did as she had asked, and soon the harness straps were all pulled as tight as they would go. But still she smiled, even though her lips looked as though they'd rip from the tension.
  I decided to let her stay there and enjoy her bondage while I went over to Lucy. While she had waited she had put on the catsuit. It was a number too small, but that only helped it stretch properly over her body, giving it a smooth look that complimented every inch of her curvy body. She had picked out a suit with zippers at her crotch and breast areas. I could only imagine how lucky some guy (or maybe girl) would be to get to open them and have some fun.
  "Time for you, then," I commented. She just nodded shyly in return and held out the cuffs, chains and padlocks.
  "P-please be gentle, Mister…" she said quietly and put her arms behind her back. "B-but make it tight too," she added quickly.
  Slowly and gently I put the cuffs on her wrists and used the chain to connect them. I only let a very little piece of chain be between the wrists as I padlocked it in place, giving her very little movement.
  "N-now the ankles…"
  I nodded and leaned down and fastened the cuffs around her ankles.
  "Umm… please make me able to make small steps," she said quietly as I started to connect the chain.
  "Ok," I answered and made the length just big enough for small baby steps before padlocking it in place.
  I took the ring gag and rose up to gag her. But unlike the two other girls, she didn't have her mouth open already when the gag was offered. It seemed as though she was thinking.
  "Anything wrong?" I asked curiously. I could hear Emily and Susan have a gagged argument behind me, probably about who looked the best or why Susan got to be bound first.
  "Can…" she said, but halted, taking a few deep breaths. "Can you… open the zippers… and touch me?"
  My eyes went wide. Did she mean it? Could it be some trick to try to sue the shop? But she did offer it… and as I looked at her body, I realized I really wanted to do it. I had wanted to do it on all the girls, but in the process of acting like a professional I hadn't really thought about really doing it.
  "A-and I'd r-really like it if… if you…" her cheeks turned a deep shade of red. "If… you r-ring gagged me and then f-forced me to… to su…"
  She didn't get to finish the sentence as the door opened. A man entered, and I could see a smile on his face as he saw the three girls. They in return turned to him and smiled back. Susan jumped over to him on her strapped legs, making her breasts sway sexily.
  "Jump into the car, you bunny," he said to her and pointed out at the car outside. She nodded and jumped the best she could, not caring that she turned heads outside the shop as she made her way to the vehicle.
  I just eyed what happened curiously. This man had to be their Master.
  He looked at Emily, who was still only barely standing.
  "Seems you'll need some help getting anywhere," he chuckled before heading over to me and Lucy. He stepped in front of Lucy and smirked. "Young lady, you're not gagged yet. Seems I'll have to…" He leaned close to her ear and whispered the last words, but I still heard them. "…punish you…"
  Suddenly, Lucy shivered. The same kind of shivering that had happened with Susan.
  "Yes, Master…" she whispered back.
  She had barely said that before the master took the ring gag out of my hand and strapped it tightly inside her mouth, then turned her towards the door and gave her latex-clad bottom a firm slap to get her going. And she walked the tiny steps she could take towards the car where Susan was waiting.
Now the master turned to me.
  "Before I take Emily I guess I should pay you," he said. I nodded and we stepped over to the counter. Surprisingly, he paid everything in cash rather than a credit card or bank card.
  "That should cover it all," he said as he handed me the money. "And keep the change. You did a good job binding them."
  Without even giving me a chance to thank him he walked over to Emily and picked her up, carrying her awkwardly to the car. There wasn't enough space in the backseat for her in that position, though. But eventually he managed to get her into the trunk before he drove off with all three girls.
  For a few minutes I just stood behind the counter, thinking and trying to take in all that had happened.
  "Lucky guy…" I muttered. "He must be a good master to have such good subs…"
  Finally, I decided it was time to close the door. And when I looked at the time, I noticed it was a few minutes overtime for closing down as well. So I closed the door and went to take a round in the store to make sure everything was tidy and in order before leaving.
  It was then that I first really noticed the drops and pools of liquid on the floor. I sighed and went to get a mop, soap and water. But as I cleaned the stains from the floor I didn't really think about the extra work it was or how boring it was. I only had one thought in my head.
  "I wonder if those girls will be back…"