the fire down below

the rest of the entries on here will be current but it took me a while to sit down and actually start this thing up so just deal with it

2.05.10
there was a woman in the store browsing porn with no need for my assistance. and i was soon to be stoked on that.

i'm standing behind the counter getting some orders together and the door opens. i hear the chime and look up. from behind the counter i could only see that the person who walked in was about 50 years old, white male. had a gray combover and was wearing thin wire-framed glasses, a red members only jacket, and a black ribbed sweater with a zipper in front. he smiled politely and seemed really excited to be at the store. he asked me where the bondage supplies were and i stepped out from behind the counter to show him. that's when i knew what time it was. this guy's bottom half definitely DID NOT match the top. dude was wearing silver hot pants over black tights. you could see the outline of his entire package...so many shadows and creases. and he was also wearing heels. black ones, patent leather, cute shoes. he walks up to me and asks about what kind of gags we have. he was looking for an open gag. "you can fuck through them" is what he says to me in a heavy accent. maybe dutch? german? goes on to say "oh i hate having to wear one but what can you do?"

          i realized "what can you do" was this guy's catch phrase as the conversation went on

he asked me what happened to sarah (previous store manager). i told him she moved and i was the new sara. he said "oh she was great. you look like her, too. are you into the scene at all?" i told him i wasn't. that i thought it was interesting and have played with some people before but nothing public. he shared some interesting information with me about my predecessor. like the time that he came into the store wearing a short skirt for her and she made him go out to his car, shackle his legs together, put on a ball gag, put in a butt plug, collar and leash, nipple clamps, then come back into the store. !@#% i didn't know what to say, didn't need a response because the woman who had been in the store was finally ready to pay so i stepped away to ring her up.

she acted completely normal despite this guy's attire. i respected her for that. i always worry when someone dressed up comes in that another customer will harass them or say something about it to me. that's the type of thing that makes me uncomfortable. cross dressers, that's my shit. quality people. love them.

alone at last. that was when he let me in on some good stuff. he told me three stories. oh, he's a sub in case anyone who reads this is wondering/looking for a slave.

first story was about a mistress he had who would make him dress as a woman and go out in public to humiliate him. he told me about a time that she made him wear a wig, do his makeup really heavy, wear some heels, and a hot pink tube dress along with a collar and leash. and she took him to a mall. he wasn't allowed to wear anything under the dress but he said "she let me carry my purse in front of me and cover my erection with it."

second story was somewhat similar only she made him go into the men's room (which had several people in it) and use the urinal while dressed as "you know, slut" <--the way he said that killed me with his accent

third and final story would be hard to believe if i had just read about it somewhere but the feeling i got from this guy convinced me it was almost normal for him. apparently, he travels a lot and spends most of his time in europe.
"there's this one woman who is a professional and she's really heavy into the scene over there. she's from germany but i've seen her all over. i've met her in hungary before. i went to a party in berlin this one time and she was there. and she ended up taking me home with her. when we got there she had me all done up. stripped totally naked, ball gag, ankles cuffed and i was on my knees so those cuffs were connected to the ones on my wrists behind my back, butt plug in, nipple clamps. she left me in her living room like that and then she came in all dressed up. leather and chains. perfect. she beat me for a little while and called me names and then she blindfolded me and i was alone in this room for about twenty-five minutes. she had gone to get her two daughters who she had trained into the scene. (whispered this next sentence) i know that one of them was probably about 14 and the other one 16 but what can you do. you've got to do it. those two girls though...you would not know how old they were with how well they were trained. they were beating me, making me crawl around on my knees, had me licking boots...."


my only response was "wow, that's one of the craziest things i've ever heard"


then some other girls walked into the store and he said "well, maybe you could check out some parties or something and see if you like it. i'm going to leave you now i've loved chatting with you."


one of the girls who walked in said something to him about needing to put clothes on and the other paid for a stripper pole with $100 in singles.