Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box - Sex Stories

Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box

Authors notes: This is a stand-alone story, following Alice, who was given some questionable advice to go shopping at an adult store in a bad neighborhood.

*I've decided to have fun and use some characters from my 'Mercy Makes Three of a Kind' series, placing them in an alternate universe. The events here have no bearing or relevance to the main story.

*Beware, This story is a lesbian D/s story with major themes of BDSM and nonconsenting/reluctance.

*A very big thank you to Jordan Church for taking the time to edit and help me out.

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You'd normally think me better than to be in such a place as this. I've never been to the northeast of the city. It has a... reputation for being somewhat dilapidated and seedy.

Yet here I am, standing outside of this otherwise unassuming store. The building is a part of a strip of stores. There's a ho-hum-looking Chinese food place next door and a run-down tattoo place shouldering this building that I'm working up the nerve to enter.

The building is painted a faded purple, with the windows mirrored to hide the contents inside. The sign above reads Charity's Toy Box, and a coworker and friend told me that it's an incredible store with a massive selection.

"It's life-changing." Those were the words my friend and supervisor, Marcy told me. From her mouth to my ears.

It takes me a few moments to collect myself. I take a deep breath and then I open the door. It's slightly more difficult than I'd expected to open, and ...

... it takes me two tries. I feel like I'm off to a bad start.

A bell chimed my arrival inside and it was almost blinding how bright it was. The lights are bright, and the room is nearly sparkling clean. It feels like I've just stepped into another world given the poor state of the outside neighbourhood.

Looking around, the adult store is far larger than I'd assumed. The walls to my right are aligned with pornographic films, but given the state of things, there aren't as many as there probably once were on display.

The furthest wall from me is a large array of sex toys. I can see them from the entrance lining the walls. Even from here, I can see the selection is vast. There are aisles and aisles of miscellaneous items, ranging from simple cock rings and light bondage items to nipple clips and clamps.

There is also a small, delightful display of bachelorette gifts. The usual things you expect are penis everything. Penis straws, penis-shaped backing sheets, and noise makers with boobs and of course penises on them. The sight puts a smile on my face.

To my left, I see the things I've arrived for, the erotic clothing. I can see racks upon racks of selections. The sexy Halloween costumes range from sexy cheerleaders to sexy police officers and even sexy construction workers.

I even see the one that would most likely suit me best; sexy nurse.

I laugh at the idea of showing up to work my shift wearing that little number instead of my scrubs. The doctors and patients ...