random porn customers… part 21 (s & m and some other letters)

The porn store where I worked had some S & M stuff, but not like a few other stores in the city. I think people into S & M were always disappointed by our selection while regular people were amazed by the same selection. We had a little in the way of leather and rubber wear. but not much. For a few months, I was obsessed with this one outfit that was made of criss-crossed leather straps, but I never bought it. At least I got to try it on a few times.

The store also carried various collars, leashes, handcuffs, bondage straps, canes, and whips, and nipple clamps. We sold tons of the collars that said “slave”, but not as many of the “master” ones… maybe because people can figure out pretty quick who the master was. We also sold penis collars with leashes on them. Hey, if that is what you are into, be my guest.

There was this one dominatrix who would come in with her clients who always tried to make me feel stupid, but it didn’t really work. She would ask how long some of the whips were, then say, “Oh, you wouldn’t know that, would you?”. Um, yes, I would, since the measurements were on the tags. Her clients always paid for the items she was going to use on them.

One night when I was closing up the place, a guy called to ask a question. He had bought some handcuffs from me earlier in the night. He put them on, then put the key in between his teeth so he could get to it easily. But, somehow, he swallowed the key. So he called the store to see if I could bring a key to him. He wanted me to go to some weirdo’s house and unlock him from handcuffs? Give me a break.

I told him that he bought standard issue police handcuffs from me. He could call the police and they would be happy to unlock him. Well, they may not be happy about it, but they could get a laugh. Then asked him if he could get someone to buy some more handcuffs from one of the 24 hours porn stores so he could get a key. He said he didn’t want to tell anyone else. He didn’t want to call the police, didn’t want to call anyone else, and I sure as hell wasn’t coming over, so I told him he could wait until the key passed, then unlock himself. I’m not sure whatever happened to that guy, but I just wonder if he ended up digging through his own shit to find that key.

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  1. Dan – LOL… too funny πŸ™‚

    Keith – And a master collar wouldn’t be good for me… or a slave one for that matter…

    I passed on the leather outfit. Someone else bought it, but I didn’t get to see who, dangit. If I had, I would have made her (or him?) try it on for me πŸ™‚

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