All Sales Are Final (F/m, Hypno)
Posted: Sun Oct 21, 2018 4:57 am
“Lick my boots you pathetic little worm!”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”
My face was burning as I fumbled with the remote. Why the hell did I think it was a good idea to watch porn on my living room TV – in an apartment with thin walls! How the fucking hell did the volume get so high?! Better question: why don’t these new smart TVs have buttons on the side? The remote was clearly not working.
Shouting in frustration I unplugged the stupid thing. That was it. I grabbed my keys and a made a beeline for the store. So what if it was the middle of the night? I needed my batteries and I wasn’t going to wait, damn it! I should have.
“Can you tell me where the light bulbs are?”
I turned to look at the woman who spoke to me and my words caught in my throat. She was beautiful in a I don’t give a shit kind of way. Her messy brown hair, partially dyed a stunning blue green, brushed her shoulders framing an angular intense face. Her floral skirt matched perfectly her pink top that gave me a clear view of her bountiful cleavage.
“What’s that? Light bulbs? Yeah, I think they’re over at … um … in the … uhhh … wha … what were you looking for again? Oh, light bulbs, right! I think they’re about four aisles down.”
“Thank you, Sweetie.”
“You’re welcome. No … no problem at all …”
She smiled sweetly at me before turning and leaving.
God! I was totally just staring at that girl! There’s no way she didn’t notice! I don’t know what it was. I just couldn’t help myself. At least she was nice enough not to mention it.
Now where were those stupid batteries? There she is again. Her skirt had bunched up in the back as she pushed her cart. It gave me a wonderful view of her large juicy ass. Should I tell her? Maybe she didn’t notice. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled a strange little smile. Why is she smiling at me like that? Oh God, it’s because I’m still looking at her ass. Quick, I need to look away. C’mon, look up, look down, look to the side just look anywhere that isn’t her ass! Damnit, why aren’t my eyes moving?
She fixed her skirt and continued on her way. God, she must think I’m such a creep. Why couldn’t I stop staring even when I knew she could see me?
I shook my head and moved on. What was I looking for again? As I roamed the aisles trying to remember I was shocked when she walked right up to me. I was also shocked by how clearly I could see her nipples pressing against the inside of her shirt.
“Hi there. I’m sorry to interrupt you like this but I was hoping you could help me again.”
I was so taken back by this all I could do was stutter.
“Don’t worry, it’ll only take a second.”
“S…sure.”
“Goody. All I want you to do is look at me for one minute. You can do that can’t you?”
“I … uh …”
“Oh I already know you can.”
I was blushing hard at this point.
“That’s OK, don’t be embarrassed. I know you can see my nipples through this shirt. Just stare at them for a minute …”
I did. Hell I don’t think I could have looked away if she had wanted me to.
“That’s it … keep staring …”
There was a jolt and I awoke with a start. Wait, when had I fallen asleep? I was still at the store. Had I really fallen asleep in the middle of the store? Why was everything moving? As my befuddled mind continued to clear I took in three major details. I was in a shopping cart being pushed around. The girl I had been speaking to earlier was pushing me. I was tied up. Rope bound my arms to my sides and wrapped around me down to my hips. It also ran from my knees to my feet.
“What the fuck? What am I doing in this cart?” I demanded.
“What’s that? What kind of dumb question is that?”
“It’s not a dumb question. Tell me what the hell is going on.”
“Why else would you be in my cart, Silly? I’m buying you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I came here to see if anything caught my eye. I found you so I’m taking you home.”
“The fuck you are.”
“Oh, don’t argue, just look into my eyes and fall back under my spell …”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!”
My face was burning as I fumbled with the remote. Why the hell did I think it was a good idea to watch porn on my living room TV – in an apartment with thin walls! How the fucking hell did the volume get so high?! Better question: why don’t these new smart TVs have buttons on the side? The remote was clearly not working.
Shouting in frustration I unplugged the stupid thing. That was it. I grabbed my keys and a made a beeline for the store. So what if it was the middle of the night? I needed my batteries and I wasn’t going to wait, damn it! I should have.
“Can you tell me where the light bulbs are?”
I turned to look at the woman who spoke to me and my words caught in my throat. She was beautiful in a I don’t give a shit kind of way. Her messy brown hair, partially dyed a stunning blue green, brushed her shoulders framing an angular intense face. Her floral skirt matched perfectly her pink top that gave me a clear view of her bountiful cleavage.
“What’s that? Light bulbs? Yeah, I think they’re over at … um … in the … uhhh … wha … what were you looking for again? Oh, light bulbs, right! I think they’re about four aisles down.”
“Thank you, Sweetie.”
“You’re welcome. No … no problem at all …”
She smiled sweetly at me before turning and leaving.
God! I was totally just staring at that girl! There’s no way she didn’t notice! I don’t know what it was. I just couldn’t help myself. At least she was nice enough not to mention it.
Now where were those stupid batteries? There she is again. Her skirt had bunched up in the back as she pushed her cart. It gave me a wonderful view of her large juicy ass. Should I tell her? Maybe she didn’t notice. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled a strange little smile. Why is she smiling at me like that? Oh God, it’s because I’m still looking at her ass. Quick, I need to look away. C’mon, look up, look down, look to the side just look anywhere that isn’t her ass! Damnit, why aren’t my eyes moving?
She fixed her skirt and continued on her way. God, she must think I’m such a creep. Why couldn’t I stop staring even when I knew she could see me?
I shook my head and moved on. What was I looking for again? As I roamed the aisles trying to remember I was shocked when she walked right up to me. I was also shocked by how clearly I could see her nipples pressing against the inside of her shirt.
“Hi there. I’m sorry to interrupt you like this but I was hoping you could help me again.”
I was so taken back by this all I could do was stutter.
“Don’t worry, it’ll only take a second.”
“S…sure.”
“Goody. All I want you to do is look at me for one minute. You can do that can’t you?”
“I … uh …”
“Oh I already know you can.”
I was blushing hard at this point.
“That’s OK, don’t be embarrassed. I know you can see my nipples through this shirt. Just stare at them for a minute …”
I did. Hell I don’t think I could have looked away if she had wanted me to.
“That’s it … keep staring …”
There was a jolt and I awoke with a start. Wait, when had I fallen asleep? I was still at the store. Had I really fallen asleep in the middle of the store? Why was everything moving? As my befuddled mind continued to clear I took in three major details. I was in a shopping cart being pushed around. The girl I had been speaking to earlier was pushing me. I was tied up. Rope bound my arms to my sides and wrapped around me down to my hips. It also ran from my knees to my feet.
“What the fuck? What am I doing in this cart?” I demanded.
“What’s that? What kind of dumb question is that?”
“It’s not a dumb question. Tell me what the hell is going on.”
“Why else would you be in my cart, Silly? I’m buying you.”
“Excuse me?”
“I came here to see if anything caught my eye. I found you so I’m taking you home.”
“The fuck you are.”
“Oh, don’t argue, just look into my eyes and fall back under my spell …”