#when!!!!!!

and she just looks at me, brow raised, and i hope to god i don’t start dripping down my thighs like some bimbo in a tumblr story, but i don’t have the ability to explain i can handle it - or… or not. i don’t know yet, that’s why i’m wanting to get a bigger toy because i’m not satisfied - and i’m not thinking of anything but how i might be able to put it in in my car when i’m pressed over the counter

and i start to panic, squirming and mouth open, but the hands on my waist are a lot stronger than i am, and i look up to see the worker smirk while unboxing the toy i’d been stupid enough to ask for and she leans in, sticking her fingers in my mouth and telling me how they’re keeping the door unlocked, how they’ll tell any potential costumers they’ve got a nice new toy to play with and she laughs at how the tears well up in my eyes and i try to argue, but she just makes me gag on her fingers instead and she tsks at me, holding my face with her free hand and asks why i’m fighting when it’s clear i wanted this, and i feel my skirt flipped up, regardless how i struggle and kick my legs out and i’m the center of their attention, they laugh and touch my body and remark how i’ve already come to play, look! i’ve already got a plug in like a stupid little girl, so it’s clear i was hoping this would happen

and the worker coos at my tears, at how i gag and correctly guesses i’m a dyke and promises me i’ll be fine! it’s not like they’re going to fuck my cunt - surely i can handle a man using my ass - and my struggling starts to annoy them and the man behind me pins my hands down with one hand and i hear his belt being unbuckled until the leather is tight around my wrists, keeping me unable to push them off and he laughs, big hand slapping my cunt and tells me what a stupid slut i am and rubs his cock along my cunt, making me realize just how wet i’ve gotten