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humanpetpuppy -> Do girls love to shop? (3/16/2010 3:08:25 PM)
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Through the blindfold Adam could see nothing, no light, no forms, nothing. The chains that kept him on his knees on the display plinth felt cold against his skin and much of his body dully ached from being kept like this for so long. With each customer entering the shop he felt the summers breeze flow over him and as they browsed around him looking at the designer boots to his left and the clothes to his right he got but snippets of their conversations. Many were mundane in nature, whether a boot came in brown or whether the store had a different size in a pair of jeans but from time to time there was a sigh of glee at a dream pair of shoes that gave him chills. On occasions he too would get some interest and feel soft hands on his body squeezing and probing to assess his value. His heart would throb and his mind would race as he sought to assemble a picture of the woman who was considering him though till now the touch had waned and he had been left behind. He tried not to mind being passed over in preference for other objects but couldn’t help the mixed feelings of desperately wanting to be sold and the fear of to whom. Out of the general murmur of the crowd the snap of sharp heels on the parquet floor grabbed his attention and all at once he realised that an unknown stranger was standing over him. His heart skipped a beat and his mouth went dry, he felt her eyes on his skin and the smell of her perfume filled his nostrils leading his mind to wildly guess at who she was. An unseen hand took up his price tag and turned it over to display his price before letting it fall back to hang from his collar. After a short pause he felt her gentle hands on his shoulders before they slowly descended the length of his torso expertly feeling every inch of his being for the slightest imperfection. As they reached his stomach he found himself holding his breath, utterly vulnerable and totally in her control. Consciously he tried to relax and breathed softly out but even with all his will he couldn’t help his breath becoming a whisper and his heart double in pace. For a moment more time stood still and then decisively the heels retreated to return accompanied by a second set. All at once he felt the chains release from the bracket that held him and found himself yielded to the floor on all fours. Behind the blindfold tears filled his eyes and panic struck him though without resistance he crawled on command and came to heel. The till area was noisy after the murmur of the isle and without the plinths unrelenting hold he felt unsteady. As he tried to cope with his swirling emotions he heard the pleasantries of the transaction going on above his head and in a few moments more it was completed and he was hers. Almost instantly there was a sharp snap and a reassuring tension as a leash was attached and still blindfolded and conflicted she led him away to his new life with her.
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