“You need me to wake you up?” Mistress held up the vibrator remote. Cami squeaked and quickly shook her head.
“No, thank you, Mistress.” Mistress chuckled and set the remote in the cup holder. She quietly drove through town, with the only being the radio and the car engine. They made it across town and Mistress carefully parallel-parked outside a brick building. “Mis–”
“Mantra.”
“I am Mistress’s fuckdoll.” Mistress unclipped the ring gag from around her neck. She easily pried Cami’s mouth open and forced the ring gag in, tightly tying it around her head. She picked up the vibrator remote and got out of the car and so did Cami.
“Ah. One more thing I forgot.” Mistress slammed Cami against the side of the car and started sucking on her neck. Cami whimpered as she hit her sweet spot. Mistress admired the dark hickeys for a moment. “Beautiful. Come, fuckdoll.”
Cami followed her into the building. The windows were covered, which was kind of shady, but she trusted her Mistress. Inside, the lights were dim but comfortable, and there was quiet music playing.
“Hey!” a man exclaimed as they walked in. He was sitting on the counter in a t-shirt and jeans with a leather harness over it all. “I see you finally brought your doll.”
“I promised I would.” Mistress took Cami’s arm. “Doll, this is Adrian. He owns this lovely, little store. And this lovely store is where I get all your favorite toys.”
“Indeed, she does,” Adrian chuckled. “Now, what can I get for you ladies?”
“Well, since it’s our anniversary, I think it’s only fair to let the little fuckdoll pick out three presents for herself.” Cami perked up, looking eagerly at Mistress. Her Mistress glanced at her. “Well, go look around.”
She mumbled a ‘thank you’ through the gag and walked away, wobbling dangerously in her heels. She could hear Mistress and Adrian laughing at her. She blushed and disappeared behind a shelf to admire the large array of sex toys.
Adrian sold anything she could ever want. Vibrators, handcuffs, costumes, and a bunch of toys that Cami had never heard of. She picked up a box, studying it curiously. It said it was a ‘Posture Corrector.’
“Uh?” she called. Mistress stepped around the corner and she held up the box.
“Found something you like?” Mistress smiled and walked over. Cami mumbled unintelligibly. “Speak clearly, fuckdoll.”
“What is this?” Cami slowly asked, barely comprehensible.
“What is this?” Mistress asked. She nodded. “This is for dolls who want to sit in a box all day and be admired. Not for fuckdolls who like to be used.”
“Huh.” Cami looked at the box with interest.
“Why don’t you pick out a present or two, and then, if you behave, I’ll give you a demonstration.” Cami nodded and handed the box to Mistress. “You look so cute with your mouth open like a slut. I should ask Adrian to ram his cock down your throat…”
“Hngh!” Cami flushed as her arousal spiked. Mistress smirked and lifted her skirt.
“Well, fuckdoll, it seems those plugs are working incredibly well.” She palmed the front of her panties and Cami softly moaned. “Completely dry.”
“Mistress~” Cami choked out. The vibrator started humming again.
“On your knees, fuckdoll.” Cami dropped to the ground and started kissing her Mistress’s boots. She dragged her tongue along the toe and up the laces, moaning like a slut. The vibrator kept speeding up until she orgasmed. Mistress grabbed her hair and pulled her up. The tops of her boots were wet with Cami’s spit.
“Ugh~” Cami moaned again.
“Take off your panties.” She quickly slipped her panties off, handing them to Mistress. “Now take the vibrator out, fuckdoll.”
“Huh?”
“I want the floor to be covered with your cum, you fuckdoll whore.” Cami reached down and easily slid the slick vibrator out of her pussy. Cum started pouring out of her pussy, pooling under her skirt.
“Mistress…” she breathed. She held up the dripping-wet vibrator and Mistress took it. She studied it for a few seconds, then shoved it through the ring gag. Cami choked and gagged, but started licking her cum off the dildo.
“Good fuckdoll. Cleaning your toys for Mistress.” Cami squirmed and looked down at the puddle of cum underneath her. “The floor could use a little work, couldn’t it?”
“Huh?” Cami didn’t want to lick the floor. She’d do anything so she didn’t have to.
“Use your dress. Be a good maid, doll.” Cami took the hem of her dress and started wiping her cum off the floor. Mistress just smiled and watched. Adrian came over and stood on the other side of the aisle so Cami was trapped between the pair.
“So, how long did it take to break her?” he asked.
“Oh, she submitted the second she met me. It took a while to teach her, though. Very inexperienced. You missed a spot, doll.” She tapped the floor with her boot and Cami started scrubbing there. “She’s nowhere near the brat that you used to be.”
“Used to be?” Adrian laughed. “I think Dom would beg to differ.”
“You fucking whore,” Mistress scoffed.
“Could I borrow your doll for a few minutes?”
“No.”
“Only to show her some toys.”
“No.”
“I won’t use them without your permission, ma’am.”
“Doll?” She looked up from cleaning the floor. Mistress reached down and took the ring gag off. “Go with Adrian.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Cami got to her feet, trying to work some of the tightness out of her jaw. Adrian grabbed her hand and took off down the aisle, practically dragging her along. She stumbled and her heels slipped off, letting her walk more comfortably.
“Here.” Adrian suddenly stopped in front of a display. “Your Mistress says you’re, like, really femme.”
“Mhmm.”
“I, uh, I thought you might like this.” Adrian picked something off the shelf and nervously held it out to her. It was a sparkly, diamond necklace. At least, it looked like a diamond necklace. There were two, thin chains hanging from the center.
“What is it?”
“It’s a collar. And, um, these are nipple clamps. It’s- It’s really fun for fancy events. Not that I would know.” Adrian blushed and Cami grinned knowingly.
“Don’t worry. Your secret’s safe with me.”
“Oh! There’s one other thing I wanted to show you. Where was it?” He took Cami’s hand and raced back through the aisles. “Here!”
“Oof!” Cami crashed into him as he abruptly stopped.
“Oops, sorry.” He handed something to her and she gasped. It was a feather duster! The handle was maroon while the feathers were several different shades of red. And the feathers were so soft!
“I love it!”
“And also…” Adrian took it from her and flicked it. A whip shot out, snapping against the ground.
“Ooh!” Cami squealed with excitement, her pussy growing wet again. She could hear Mistress stomping towards them and her chest thrummed with excitement. She never saw Mistress behind her until she snatched the whip out of Adrian’s hand.
“Bend over,” she snarled. His eyes widened in fear.
“Mistress?” Cami squeaked. “What are you doing?”
“Shut up, fuckdoll.”
“Ma’am, would you please tell me why I’m being punished?” Adrian breathed, bowing his head. “So I can inform my Dom?”
“You promised not to use anything without my permission, didn’t you?”