Sex Shop Slut

Sex Shop Slut

My name is Zara.

I was 18 when this happened to me. A virgin, very holy girl when everything changed.

I had long, straight blonde hair that fell down my back. I was a slim girl, I was a vegetarian and ate very healthy. I also went to the gym most days of the week which helped with my slim figure. The only thing I never could be bothered training was my core, I just found it so boring and as long as I had toned legs, bum and arms I was happy.

I also had D cup breasts, which on my skinny frame just looked bigger.

I was a very pale 18 year old, my entire body was like one big tan line. Which I didn't mind, I wasn't one of those girls to go on the sunbeds every week.

When I was 18 I lived with my mum and dad, both of them were very enthusiastic Catholics. We went to church every Sunday and we were a big part in the community.

My boyfriend, Douglas, was a member of the community as well. He was a really nice boy, just as devoted to religion as I was.

The only problem was, after we turned 18 and our hormones kicked in we started to find it really hard to keep our hands off of each other. When we hung out at the others house, even though we had to keep the door open we would make out a lot!

I couldn't seem to control myself, I was horny all the time. Sure, I made myself cum but that just wasn't enough. However, I wasn't going to break my vow and I knew I wanted to wait until Douglas and I were married.

One day, after church, Douglas and I had been making out for nearly half an hour when I had to stop. I didn't know if I could control myself because my soaking wet pussy underneath my skirt was begging for attention.

"Is everything okay?" He asked me.

Douglas was a polite gentleman. He never even tried to touch my boobs or my arse, whether out of politeness of because of his faith I wasn't sure. It was so frustrating! I didn't want to have sex, but I needed something more than just my fingers.

"Yeah all good, I just said I would meet up with Emily." I told him, which was true. In fact, I was actually twenty minutes late to seeing her.

"No problem, call me when you're done?" He asked and kissed me one last time.

I could easily see his hard cock in his church trousers, what I would've done to just take it out, but no, I couldn't.

"Will do, see you." I said and ran out the door.

As normal I was dressed in my proper clothing. I had on a grey skirt that fell to my knees, I had black socks that I pulled up to just above my knees, I had on a white blouse and a grey cardigan. My dad never liked me showing too much skin.

I went round to Emily's house where she was dressed more casually. Emily wasn't as religious as me. Sure, she technically was a Catholic, but she barely went to church or prayed or anything. However, we had been friends since kids and I wasn't one to judge.

"Hey, where've you been?" She asked me when she answered the door.

"Sorry, I was with Douglas." I told her.

"Ah I see," She said with a knowing laugh, "come in."

I followed Emily to her room where we both sat on the bed.

"So, you still haven't fucked Douglas yet?" She asked and I almost choked! She was a lot more comfortable than me talking about sex and her language was atrocious.

"No, I told you, I won't be making love to Douglas until we are married." I told her in the most respectful way possible.

"Are you not horny all the time?" She asked. Emily often told me about men she had slept with.

Again, I'm not one to judge and there is nothing wrong with it, but Emily was a slut.

"Well, I mean..." I stuttered out, I didn't want to lie but I didn't want to answer the question either.

"That's a yes!" Emily laughed and tapped my arm, "please tell me you at least have a toy to help you out?"

"What?!" I said in shock again, way too loudly, "no, of course not."

"I don't know how you do it," Emily said to me, "you should get one and thank me later."

That stuck with me for the rest of our time hanging out. I had thought of a sex toy before, but I would die if my mum or dad ever found it! Either out of embarrassment or they would kill me!

"Where... erm, where would I get a sex toy?" I nervously asked and Emily gave me a smirk.

"Well, you could have one delivered." She told me.

"No way! Too risky of it getting found!" I told her.

"Or, there's this great shop, it's a few miles away so you won't bump into anyone you know and it has everything!" She told me.

The fact it was far away is what sold me the most, if there was any risk of someone from the church seeing me going into a sex shop I knew I couldn't go.

"W-what's it called?" I asked, again, nervously. However, I was excited as well.

"Sherry's toys." She told me, I was surprised by the name, I expected something dirtier. Although I doubted they could call it a sex shop without getting into trouble.

For the next week I was a horny mess, Douglas and I were constantly making out but nothing more and by Wednesday I had enough. I was halfway through masturbating when I made up my mind. I needed to at least try a sex toy and see if it will keep my urges at bay.

I tell you what, I don't know how people save themselves until marriage, it was horrible!

In my normal clothing, the skirt, above knee socks, white blouse and grey cardigan I headed out downstairs and prepared to go.

"I'm heading out." I called out to my parents.

"Oh, where are you off to?" My dad asked me, coming into the hallway.

"Just to Emily's, is that okay?" I asked, I hated lying but I couldn't tell them what I was actually doing.

"It's a little late isn't it?" He asked me, my dad was always one to worry about me.

"I know, please Daddy?" I asked, putting on my best puppy dog eyes for him.

"Fine, but text me when you're on the way back." He said and gave me a hug.

"I will do Daddy, love you." I said and ran out the door.

It was already 7pm and dark, even though the shop was far away, I wanted to make it as less likely as possible for anyone to see me!

The entire bus ride I was a nervous wreck. Every time it stopped I was tempted to get off and just go back home, but something stopped me, probably my desperate pussy.

The longer I sat on the bus the hornier I got. I knew nothing about sex toys but I was excited to get one and try it out. I loved masturbating, so if a sex toy made it better I couldn't wait.

Then, I finally got there, it was a small shopping centre but thankfully this "Sherry's toys" was online so the map on my phone took me right to it.

From the outside you wouldn't have any idea it was a sex shop, it looked almost like a regular store.

I took a few deep breathes, plucked up my courage and stepped in. There was a turning and then it opened up and my jaw nearly hit the floor.

It was wall to wall sex toys. Things I had never seen or even heard of before.

As I slowly walked through I saw all manner of items. Hand cuffs, dildos that go up to crazy sizes, butt plugs, whips, edible lube! It was insane.

I actually couldn't believe things like that existed.

"Hello, can I help?" I suddenly heard a woman's voice ask.

I must've looked like a deer in headlights in that shop because she actually looked concerned when she stared at me.

From the uniform she wore I assumed she worked there, she had dyed red hair and red lipstick. She was quite pretty actually.

"I erm, I want to... to buy a toy." I whispered, even though we were the only two people in the store.

She went to answer but the phone to the shop started to ring.

"Have a look around," She said, "I'll be right with you."

I watched her go and answer the phone as I slowly walked around the shop. It was surreal, as though I had stepped into a different world. All I wanted was a small vibrator, but this shopped seemed to sell everything.

"Right, where were we?" I heard her voice call out and I almost jumped out of my skin.

"Oh erm... a toy." I whispered again, almost embarrassed.

"Right, yes," She asked, she replied, "do you know what you're looking for?"

"Erm, I'm not sure." I replied back nervously. My cheeks must've been burning red with embarrassment.

"That's not a problem," She said with a comforting smile, "any thoughts at all? Dildo, anal stuff, vibrators, BDSM?" She asked.

Everything she listed off made me blush harder and harder.

"Oh erm, I.. I don't really know." I replied back to her.

"No problem, we are open until midnight so take your time, come find me when you know what you want, my names Grace." She told me.

"Thanks." I said and carried on walking round the store.

I don't know how long I was looking around the shop for, but the longer I looked at the toys the hornier I seemed to get. I wanted to just get one and try it and cum already. I could feel how wet my panties had gotten between my legs just with excitement.

After looking at pretty much every toy, I eventually ended up at the back of the store. I found a strange, black door and above it hung a sign that said "BDSM Room - Open 9pm onwards".

BDSM? That was what the Grace said before, I had absolutely no idea what it meant.

I looked at my watch and saw it was five minutes to 9pm and I was kind of intrigued to see what was on the other side.

"Can I go in there?" I asked Grace who was behind the till.

"Really?" She asked with a smirk on her face, "You religious girls are always the kinky ones."

She started to walk over to me with a key in her hand.

"What do you mean?" I asked in confusion as she walked over to me.

"Sorry, no offense, I assumed by the clothes that you're religious?" She said, actually very apologetically.

"It's okay." I replied, although truthfully my question was to why me wanting to go into this room was kinky. However, I was too embarrassed to ask again.

Grace went to put a key in the door but stopped and looked at me.

"You are over 18 right?" She asked me and I blushed again.

"Yes, I turned 18 a few months ago, I just look younger." I told her and showed her my ID as proof.

"Great, just had to check, don't want anything illegal going on in there." Grace said and carried on unlocking the door.

I wondered what she meant by illegal, as far as I was aware you didn't have to be 18 to buy a sex toy.

When she opened the door for me the lights were off. There was a black sheet blocking the entrance which she just pulled to the side and there must've been motion sensors because the lights automatically turned on, they were dimly lit and red.

Once again, my jaw nearly hit the floor.

It was wild!

There was leather benches around the room. Leather whips and paddles hung on the walls, everything was black and mostly leather. I was almost a little afraid to be in there.

I looked around in pure amazement, I couldn't believe things like this actually existed and people used them, never mind for sex!

"This room is completely soundproof." She told me as I looked around.

"What's that?" I asked her out of curiosity when I saw a leather bench with a strange metal bar at the bottom.

"A spreader bar and a bench?" She asked me with a confused look on her face, as though I was supposed to just know what it was, "You've never used one before?"

I didn't want her to think I was just young and stupid, even though I know that sounds ridiculous.

"Erm, just not one like that." I lied.

"You sure you want to be in this room?" She asked me, her condescending voice put my back up a little.

"I'm sure," I said bluntly, "I was just wondering how that one works."

Her face turned to a smile. It was strange, everyone always treated me like a young girl but I seemed to want this person to see me as an adult.

"It's great, let me show you," Grace said, she lightly held my arm and walked me over to it, "put your feet in the hoops."

I was very uncertain about doing it, but I had gone that far I thought if I just did it and got it over and done with I would just leave straight after.

So, I put my feet through the hoops that were either side of the metal bar on the floor.. Grace knelt down and pulled on a rope and suddenly they tightened around me, very tightly.

I tried to move but my ankles were locked in place. What's worse is they were spread pretty far apart, farther than shoulder width anyway.

If my skirt wasn't so long I would've worried about it riding up.

What were these used for? Was the thoughts going through my head.

"See, now you're probably spread," Grace said with a little laugh, "now, you could then either use handcuffs or rope or whatever," Grace said then walked to the table at the side of the room and returned to me, "but I find zip ties the best."

"Z-zip ties?" I stuttered out, what did she want to use zip ties for?

"Here, put your hands behind your back like this." Grace told me.

"Oh, erm, I'm alright." I told her, suddenly feeling very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, if you like this kind of stuff you will love it." Grace said.

I knew then that I should've said no, that I shouldn't let my pride win, but I didn't. I faked confidence and I put my hands behind my back.

Grace held my wrists together and then I felt her put the zip tie around them and tighten it up.

"Ow!" I shouted as it was so tight it dug into my skin.

"Sorry, just means you know they're tight enough." She said with a laugh.

There I was, my feet spread apart by a metal bar and my wrists tied behind my back with a complete stranger with me.

"Now, you just lean forward and press your chest against the bench." Grace instructed me.

This was going way too far, but I kept thinking if I just do it quick then I could go.

So, I leant forward, I got about halfway down when my core strength failed me and my large chest pressed against the bench. It left just my head hanging over the edge.

I could hear Grace walking around and she then came into view in front of me.

"Pretty cool right?" She asked with glee.

"Erm, yeah, pretty cool." I replied.

I tried to lift myself back up but all those times slacking off with my core exercises meant I was stuck like that unless she helped me up.

"Now, if you wanted to go really kinky, you put a ball gag in." Grace said and I watched her walk out of my line of sight.

A ball gag? I thought, what on earth is that?

"I assume if you wanted to come in here then you've used one of these before?" She asked and came back into view.

I saw in her hands a black strap and in the middle was a large, plastic looking black ball.

"Erm, yeah, sure." I lied again, not wanting to give away that I had no idea what I was doing.

"Perfect, this one is really cool, brand new in," Grace said, "Open up."

As though I couldn't say no, I opened my mouth and let her put the ball gag in, then I felt her tighten it round the back of my head and when she moved away it remained in me. I automatically gritted my teeth down onto it but my jaw was nearly as wide open as it could go.

"It proper muffles you, like unable to understand anything you are saying." Grace said, it was like she was super excited to show me this stuff.

"Hhhggfff." I groaned as I tried to tell her to take it off, but she was right, it was just muffled noise that left my mouth.

"Good, hey?" She asked.

"Hhfgfgg." I muffled again in agreement, just hoping she would take it off of me.

Then I heard the phone ring back in the main store.

"Oh, I'll go get that." She told me and walked off.

"Mmmffff!" I groaned, I couldn't believe she was just going to leave me like that!

"Don't worry, I'll put a number on the door so people know you're in here." Grace said and then I heard the door open and close.

There I was, on my own. My legs spread apart, my hands zip tied behind my back, ball gag in my mouth and I was stuck, bent over a leather bench. If my dad could've seen me he would've had a heart attack!

I just prayed to God that Grace wouldn't be long. However, the lights obviously worked on a timer and as I couldn't move, they turned off and left me in darkness.

"Mmmfff?" I tried to muffle shout out but it was pointless, I just had to wait for her.

It was hard to tell how much time passed in the darkness, but eventually the dimly lit, red lights came back on and I heard the door open.

Finally! I thought.

"Mmmff?" I groaned as I heard footsteps come into the room.

"Well," I suddenly heard a man's voice say quietly and my entire body stood on edge, "this is a nice surprise."

I was frozen in fear, another man had just found me like this! What on earth must he have thought! I was certain I was going to die of embarrassment.

"Normally it's just the regular men or women in here, but you must be new." I heard him say and his footsteps grew closer and closer.

Regular men or women? I thought, I didn't understand what he meant.

I could sense his presence but I couldn't figure out where he was. Until I felt the bottom of my skirt start to slowly be lifted up.

"Mmmff!" I suddenly muffled into the ball gag.

"Oh yeah, lovely." I heard him say as he pulled my skirt entirely up.

My white panties were fully on show as I remained stuck, bent over like that.

It was like I was stuck, my mind was telling me to shout and writhe but my body was frozen in horror and fear. I couldn't move, I couldn't even make a sound.

"Nice little Catholic girl outfit," He said and then I felt his fingertips graze up the back of my legs, "and the thigh high socks, very sexy."

There was an unknown man touching my bare leg and staring at my underwear, it was my worst nightmare coming to life and I had no idea how to get out of it.

My mind still refused to work and tell my body to do something.

I was breathing heavily through my nose, the only noise coming out of me as his fingers ran all over the bag of my legs... slowly growing closer and closer to my white panties.

"I don't think we'll be needing these." He said in a deep voice and suddenly, this apparently strong man ripped my panties clean off of me and I heard them fall to the floor.

"Mmmmfff." Is all I weakly groaned out, it wasn't even like it was in protest, just a soft noise as my now bare, smooth pussy and arsehole were completely uncovered for this stranger.

Suddenly his hands gripped onto my pale, firm arse cheeks. I felt him grabbing them, squeezing them, pulling them apart and the air hit my arsehole and my pussy.

For a minute or two he just gripped my arse cheeks so they were spread wide open. I could sense him staring down at my otherwise untouched holes.

"Now that, I have to taste." He whispered.

"MMMMFFF!!" I groaned out in pure shock when I felt a warm, soft, wet tongue press against my tight little arsehole as his hands kept my arse cheeks spread.

His tongue was gently roaming all around my hole, circling around and then flicking up and down. Even in my pure shock I couldn't deny how good it felt.

"Mmmm, you have one delicious little arsehole." He whispered before I felt his tongue tighten and push deep inside of me.

"Mmmmmfffg!" I groaned into the gag as I felt his tongue start to push in and out of my arsehole.

I couldn't believe what was happening to me! I had never had any part of my body touched by a man before and my first experience was a complete stranger licking my arsehole as I was tied up helplessly.

Even in my shock, his tongue was working wonders and my body betrayed me. When I felt his tongue delve deep inside my tight little hole my legs shook and twitched.

I started to feel him lick up and down my arsehole like it was an ice cream, it felt amazing and I could feel my pussy grow even wetter than it was before.

"Mmmmff....mfmmffggg." I groaned into the gag.

After a few minutes, his tongue eventually left my arse and I felt him give my arse cheek a little slap.