The text came early in the morning…. In one hour come to the shop, wear a dress.

I quickly made myself ready, putting on a little steel blue dress with a deep and wide v neck and dark rose panties. As usual I couldn’t make my nipples behave and I knew when I started walking they would be stimulated by the soft rubbing material and so I put on a bra…of course, this made the flesh of my smallish tits push up into a pretty cleavage in the little dress. I wasn’t sure if it was too much, but there was no time to change, so I braided my hair into two braids and slipped into a pair of sandals. A bit of mascara and gloss and I took a deep breath and headed out the door.

It doesn’t take long to get to his shop and my heart picked up the pace as I saw him standing in the shadows of the windows waiting for me. I quickly slipped inside as he opened the door and then locked it behind me. He ushered me back to the counter and out of the windows and kissed me deeply, then lowered his head and rubbed his face against the swell of my breasts.

“Pretty piggy, I have a surprise for you.”

His low voice skittered across my skin and I shivered at the edge of cruelty I heard and felt in it. He stood up, pushed me back a bit and looked at me then grinned briefly. He demanded my dress then ran his hands over my ribs and hips and asked for the bra. I handed it to him and he put the dress, bra and my purse in a drawer. Standing there in my panties, I was embarrassed, confused and a little afraid. His abrupt laugh told me it showed on my face. He pulled a rope from his pocket and tied it around each wrist, leaving a small space between them. He put one hand around my throat and squeezed, pinching at one nipple pulling and twisting until I was on tiptoe and wanted to scream….if only I could breathe…. He let go and pushed slightly, causing me to stumble back. Grabbing the space between my wrists he pulled, leading me around the counter he bent slightly slid a panel aside and pointed.

I glanced down into the dark hole it had created and he bent further pulling me with him. Off balance already, I landed on the carpet on my knees, face to face with the compartment. I glanced back at him and his eyes were cold shards of an arctic sky.

“Go on,” he said, and I awkwardly backed into the space and settled on my knees and ankles.

He knelt in front of me and reached in having me lean onto my hands and placed a blindfold over my eyes. I whimpered and squirmed in his hands as he guided me back. It was pitch black and … close… and I gasped, barely containing the squeal of surprise and then glittering pain at the unexpected clamping of one nipple and then the other, stinging cold metal clamp, pinching cruelly, and His voice, low and even telling me to be very quiet, and then I heard the panel slide into place.

I don’t know how long, a few seconds…minutes…but for a bit I was frozen in a strange paralyzing shock. I could hear my own heartbeat and the blood rushing through my veins and I started to get dizzy….then realized that I was holding my breath. I let it out slowly, and took a few calming breathes. Suddenly I could hear faint music in the background and that soothed me. My mind wandered as I knelt there, and I started wondering how long it had been, then I told myself to be calm, the more you try to track time the more aware of how slow it is you are, so I tried to catch what was on the radio, but really couldn’t. I heard a phone ring and it startled me, but I didn’t make a sound, and I smiled slightly at myself.