I’m a bondage-obsessed cutie, you’re a pervert working in my local sex store, and it’s your job to turn me into a mmphing, struggling, public exhibit for the day! I promise, I’m not hard to capture.

I’d seen you in here a few times before, standing behind the counter. I’m not sure you’d ever noticed me before as your nose was usually buried in your phone, probably to avoid talking to the unending parade of teenagers giggling over dildos or the stay-at-home MILFs searching for something gigantic enough to impale a horse, but today was a little different. Perhaps it was my winning smile, the pile of rope, tape and ballgags I dumped on the counter in front of you, or my tight little booty shorts. It’s not for me to say; your reasons are your own, wizened sage of the store, as to what caught your eye.

You take a skeptical look at me, and at the mountain of bondage equipment in front of you and cock an eyebrow. All this stuff, for this little thing? What, does he think he’s going to audition for one of those Born to be Bound videos, or become the next Houdini? And these ballgags. His mouth can’t be THAT big. I’m looking at it and there’s just no way. He must either be really loud, super annoying, or both. Well, it’s been a slow week… maybe a new display piece in the front window would get people in…

“So, what do I owe you?” I smile, tilting my head to the side. My brown hair falls across my face as the cogs in your brain start to whir. Perhaps this could be good for business after all… and fun!

Physical description: 5’6”, 130 lbs, male with a girly figure, and a peachy butt I’m rather proud of

Kinks: Gags, bondage, cuddles, objectification, teasing, talking and gag talk, humiliation, slavery

Kink list: https://imgur.com/XL4LUGx

Limits: Blood, scat, snuff, extreme pain, incest, age stuff, writing that is only about sex, typos