Jill's Shopping Adventure - Sex Stories

Jill's Shopping Adventure

... came from behind the ball gag. "Do you think I can understand what you're saying with that gag in your mouth? Just nod or shake your head girl." Jill nodded. "Can you still breath ok?" Jill hesitated a moment. She realized that it was a bit restrictive, but she could still breathe so she nodded her head again. "Good. Then follow me over here." Jill did so and the woman picked up a pair of leather cuffs and placed them about Jill's wrists. Then she picked up what looked to Jill as a leather bag. "Place your hands behind your back and let me hold this up against you." Jill did as ordered and holding the bag up against Jill next to her arms the woman leaned back to take a look. "Hmm, something is not quite right." Standing there thinking she exclaimed, "I know! Here girl, take off your blouse and then let me look." Jill gave the woman a puzzling look. Did she really expect me to take off my blouse for her in the middle of this store? "Come on girl I haven't got all day. And there us nothing to be ashamed for as there is only us and the sales girl here in the shop. Jill thought a moment and began to comply with her demand. Besides the faster she allowed this woman to do what she wanted, the faster she would be able to get out of these, what ever they were called. Besides her jaw was beginning to ache. Taking a hold of her blouse she began to unbuttoning it from the bottom up. As she did so she saw the woman watching her almost hungerly and turned sideways to finish. Removing ...

... her blouse she folded it and placed it on a shelf in front of her. She then began to turn and face the woman when she said, "No, no. Turn and face your back to me. That's it. Now place your hands behind your back." Jill did do and in seconds she felt the woman lock the leather wrist cuffs together. "Very good. Now hold still while I pull this up." Jill wasn't sure what was going on but stood there while the woman pulled the leather bag up over her cuffed wrists and up along her arms. She pulled two straps under her arms, across the top of her breasts and over the opposite shoulders, buckling them to the bag. Next she began to lace the bag up starting down by her wrists and working her way upwards. Jill could feel the leather slowly tighten around her arms, drawing them together as the woman worked the laces. Finishing, she tied of the excess in a bow and the pulling a flap over the laces zipped it up. Three sets of straps were then buckled around her arms. One at her wrists and the other two above and below her elbows insuring that they stay pressed painfully against each other. Jill's shoulders were starting to ache when the woman spun her around and began looking her over. "That's better. You're beginning to look like what it is I wanted. You should see how the armbinder has your young breasts standing forward." Armbinder? Is that what that damn thing is called? More like an arm torturer. My shoulders are killing me, Jill thought to herself. And what did she say about my ...