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Faithful Surrender
(Faye Valentine)

Joel opened the door with and waved me though. Stepping inside, the door closed behind me and I looked around to see a veritable warehouse of toys, magazines, movies and clothing. Off to the right along the wall was a row of black chopping carts with SINSATIONS written in red on the handle. There were a dozen or so men and women shopping and three of the ladies were doing so topless. Spotting a tall woman with jet black hair down to her shapely ass wearing an underbust corset and latex skirt, I weighed my options. Fifty percent would save a lot of money and I'm sure my husband turned temporary Master would approve. Walking up to her, I nervously bit my lower lip. "I would like to have the fifty-percent deal."

"You know the consequences for refusing once asked?"

"I do."

"Very well. Take your shirt and bra off and stand right here until I return. If you move from this spot you will be disciplined." It was not until she turned and walked away that I realized the entire back of the skirt was missing and her ass was clearly on display.

Doing as commanded, I removed the garments and averted my gaze to the floor as the other shoppers and saleswomen looked in my direction. The woman returned several minutes later pushing a small cart. When it stopped next to me I looked down to see a pair of scissors, a bottle of lube, a pair of nipple clamps and a thick butt plug with what appeared to be a fox tail sticking out of the base.

"Oh my god!"

"You asked for the fifty-percent deal and this is it. I am going to use these surgical scissors to cut your jeans so that I can insert the plug. You will wear it and the nipple clamps for the duration of your shopping trip and in return you will save fifty-percent at the register." Picking up the clamps, she placed them on my nipples and turned a tiny screw to tighten them until I grimaced. "You now have two options. You can take your pants and panties off and do your shopping butt naked while saving you clothes, or I can cut through and ruin them."

"If I understand what you're saying, I'll be completely on display either way, right?"

"Basically, yes."

"I can't believe I'm saying this, let alone doing it, but I'll take them off."

"Then do so. You may leave your shoes and socks on and if you permit me to clamp your labia as well I'll make it sixty percent."

"Fine, I've gone this far I might as well go completely insane."

"That's the spirit. Go ahead and take your pants and panties off and I'll go fetch another pair of clamps."

So, this is what it feels like to be submissive, I thought as she walked away, leaving me standing there as the center of attention.