05 October 2010

The very public task

On Saturday we went shopping taking the train into the nearby city centre.  Armed with a local A-Z, we set off to find the adult shop I had found online.  My Hussy had a choice (lucky her) of performing the task in the comparative anonymity of this shop or at Ann Summers which most UK people will know is a more commercial chain of sexy lingerie/sex toys shop for the mainstream market.  Understandably P chose the quieter adult shop.  You never know what to expect in what is effectively a small back street shop.  Images of men in dirty raincoats always spring to mind.  However, the 21st century adult shop is nothing like that anymore.  It was a small shop tucked away off the main road.  But the young lady behind the counter had a bubbly personality and immediately put P at her ease as we started to browse.  The lady was very knowledgeable and was happy to help with anything we were looking for.

I think we spent about an hour there browsing not just the toys but the vast range of porno DVDs on display.  I discovered that P had never watched a porno film before, so this was something I had to rectify.  On our walk to find the shop, I had gone over the task again with P to make sure she understood as she was quite nervous about the public nature of her task.  But as she was strictly pantyless that day, I knew she would also find the whole shopping day arousing.  It was our little secret as we walked hand in hand that she was going shopping with her Lady, specifically to purchase things for me to use on her or for my own pleasure.  Well in fact everything was for my pleasure in one way or another.

So we browsed the items quite happily as other customers arrived and departed rather quicker than we did.  I made P hold out her hand so I could test various spanking items on her.  She flinched and told me how each one felt.  She seemed to be quite affected by the black riding crop.  I have been wanting one for a while and instantly latched on to it!  Then P offered some suggestions for something she hadn't experienced before.  I was looking for a hog tie and couldn't find one.  So when I asked the young lady, I think I certainly let her know we weren't just there for something kinky for a boyfriend!  Sadly they had sold out although she did offer to try and get one from another of their outlets.  The customer service was excellent!

After much thought and considering P's suggestions, the items were chosen.  The riding crop, BDSM candles and vibrating nipple pumps.  We then had a discussion with the young lady about porno films and what was the best around.  Typically my experiences from the 80's was grainy porn dubbed with supermarket music.  Times have changed and there is such an array to chose from depending on your taste, everything from amateur housewives, through to gay/lesbian, BDSM and role play.  Apparently Harmony Vision is one of the best porno production companies around.  We chose Young Harlots and took the items to the counter.  Now was P's moment.

After the usual 'do you have enough lube?' question, P was offered a loyalty card.  I said that I was sure she would be seeing a lot more of P now that we had found this Aladdin's cave of adult delights.  The young lady asked what we would be doing that night and P found her voice and said 'These items are for my Lady's pleasure' pointing to me as she did so.  The lady smiled and not missing a beat or batting an eyelid replied 'ooh that's nice!'  I smiled as mission was accomplished.  As P took the bag of goodies, we were both wished a happy evening together before we made our way outside.  I held P's hand and asked her how she felt.  Her broad beaming smile told me all I needed to know.  We kissed and made our way back to the main shops, almost walking on air.  I stroked her bare bum through her jeans causing her to wiggle and giggle.

The rest of our shopping consisted of more present buying for me including a new vibrator from Ann Summers, and a fancy dress mask that I wanted for my photo session with P.  It would enable me to be photographed still hiding some of my face and maintain some mystic about my persona.  But as we sat on the train later that day on the way back home, we both exchanged secret smiles of pleasure, excitement and arousal as the toys in the plain black plastic bag seemed to burn a hole in it, just begging to be used.

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