Your squirms are no longer out of reluctance, but in pleasure, as this guy clearly knows what he's doing with his hands - they're still running over the clothed parts of your body, but occasionally they wander to your stomach and tease just a little under your shorts and your t-shirt, and your skin radiates pleasure whenever he manages to make contact with it. Although noone walking by in the mall can see you, as you're behind some displays, anyone walking into the store would be able to see what this guy is doing very quickly.
The irony being, you can't, as he's still behind you and his hands are groping the front of you from behind. When he gets close, you can feel his bulge pushing into your ass, and eventually you start bucking back towards it. He smiles when he sees that, and moves in front of you.
"The shirt's right after all, isn't it?." He grabs your breasts, and keeps his grip on them, twisting your nipples as he talks. "Naughty." The pain brings you some pleasure, and you moan, and in response your tormentor draws closer to you, his fingers tracing the underside of your shirt near your exposed stomach. "I can't go any further while the store's open, but we can remedy that easily." The guy moves behind you again, and you turn your neck - finding for the first time that this steel loop will rotate with you as well. He pulls out his phone, and grabs something else that you can't quite make out, and your eyes catch the dildo you left on the counter several minutes ago, knowing that eventually that'll come into play.
He takes a moment, and pulls out the gate that separates the store from the mall, and slides it shut several seconds later. "They'll just think I'm out for lunch - nobody ever comes in here anyways." He grins wolfishly as he goes back to his phone, hitting a few buttons. "I'm just calling in some friends to come help - you've probably teased at least this many guys so far, so...there's no telling how many people are going to come."
"But until they get here..." And he puts the phone down, apparently having finished his message. "...I'm going to have some fun with you." He places another item on the counter, and now you can see what they are - it is a pair of scissors, and your thoughts turn to how much longer these clothes are going to stay on for.
He continues behind the counter and pulls out a control device of some sort. As he presses a button on it, you feel the steel loop slacken a bit, and your arms come down. Apparently this store is used to...visual demonstrations of certain products, and he speaks again.
"I want you to bend over and arch your back so your tits are pushed out." You look reluctant, knowing the kind of strain that will put on your body and what that will look like to him. "Or I'll start doing what the message on the back of your shorts are telling me to, and then you'll do it anyways."
You look him squarely in the eye, and....
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