The man grins.
"Good girl"
Next the man leads you into the back of the shop which looks a little like a mad scientists' lab. He leaves you standing idle for a while as he potters around and gets things together.
Eventually he comes back with a syringe full of pale blue liquid.
"Now this" he says holding the syringe up in front of you "Will paralyse you for the day. Can't have our models twitching now can we."
With that he injects the liquid into your arm. Almost immediately you feel a strange combination of loosening and tightening flow through your body.
Ten minutes later you are standing helplessly in his front window, legs slightly spread, one hand frozen in the act of sliding down your stomach as the other carresses one bra encassed tit. The man even adjusted you face to have a wanton look of desires.
As the first customers wander past the store and glance up at you your reflection in the window tells you that you can't even blush.
"It's going to be a long day" you think despairingly to yourself as you watch two young girls giggling at you. "I wonder what he'll do with me after hours?" you wonder. You don't want to admit it but being trapped here like this, on display for all to see, is starting to get you hot. |