Panties for Sale by York Mattie

Author:York, Mattie [York, Mattie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Mattie York
Published: 2013-03-15T18:30:00+00:00

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Chieko stepped out of the elevator, darted across the hall and ducked into the stairwell. She dropped her large shopping bag on the cold concrete floor, unbuttoned her long dress and let it drop to the floor as she kicked her sandals off. “Damé!” she wrestled a pair of black knee-high stiletto boots out from her bag. She carefully squeezed her feet into the tight fitting boots and then bent down to zip up each one. “Ok, Ok, I can do this.” She stood up, pulled down her short black leather mini skirt and adjusted her chest in her new very tight black bustier. “Baka!” she bent down, balancing precariously in her stilettos to rummage around in the bottom of her bag. Finally, triumphantly, she pulled out her short black flogger.

The heavily pierced sales girl had decided it would be the best choice for Chieko. It was short and flexible. A nice easy size. Good for beginners. And Chieko didn’t want to argue. “No one uses real whips any more, man” the sales girl had explained to Chieko and Alex. “Too dangerous. You know, the assholes out there these days. They don’t just whip the air. Then you get all these businessmen with serious welts on their ass who can’t sit down in their office,” she laughed, “or explain why. No, seriously,” she held the black toy up by the long strips of plastic,” they are the best. We sell tons.” She stroked the handle and smiled at Chieko as she flicked her tongue ring against her teeth.

Chieko giggled as she flicked the flogger in the quiet stairway a few times. “Aii yi!” she shouted as she whipped the wall. Then she whipped her boots. The salesgirl was right. It didn’t hurt. She whipped it around her waist. “Ohma!” she gasped as it hit her bare back. Ok, maybe it hurt a bit. Like being flicked with a wet towel. Chieko stuffed the flogger down the middle of her bustier and peeked out of the stair way door.

No one was in sight so Chieko quickly ran down the hall towards room 582. There was a large mirror hanging on the wall just before the hotel room so she stopped and re-adjusted her bustier, trying to create as much cleavage as possible. She patted down her hair and nervously applied one more coat of bright red lipstick. “What am I doing?” she asked her reflection. “Can I really do this?”

It had sounded like a good idea when she and Alex had devised the plan. And it had been too funny shopping for the outfit. The sex shop Alex had taken her too was unbelievable. Chieko had no idea how Alex even knew how to find it. It was so different from the easy to recognize, neon lit shops in Japan. The ones with pink sex toys, cute costumes, phallic shaped candy and girl’s panties in the window.

No, this store was very different. It didn’t even have a name. The outside was painted black.

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