Debbie In Chains
by PJ
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It was almost closing time and I was restocking the dildo shelf when Debbie walked through the glass door.  Debbie was an erotic vision out of my dreams, with long, smooth white legs, graceful hips, and pert breasts that pressed against her thin red t-shirt.  Debbie wore tight jeans and sneakers, her shoulder length red hair tied back with a rubber band.  She had painted her lips a deep shade of red, they were a sharp contrast to her sculpted white face.  Debbie smiled at me when she noticed me behind the shelf before she walked to the bondage section to check out the handcuffs and leather restraints.
 
Since it was almost time to lock up, I went to the window and turned off the "Open" sign.
I went behind the counter case, waiting attentively near the cash register as Debbie continued to shop in the bondage aisle, fingering a black leather bridle.  I watched Debbie approach the leather- clad mannequin that was hanging from a wooden cross-frame, bound by wrists and ankles.  The girl was obviously aroused by the display, she touched the mannequin's right breast lightly, ran her finger down its red leather corset.  I admired Debbie's small, tight ass, wishing she was in that topless corset, bound and helpless on the cross-frame. Debbie glanced back at me, blushing from her handling of the mannequin.  She saw the lust in my eyes and smiled.
 
"When do you close?" asked Debbie, walking up to the counter.
 
"In about ten minutes," I answered, restraining myself from staring too hard at Debbie's nipples, which were visible through her t-shirt.
 
"Are we the only ones here?"
 
"Yes," I nodded vigorously.
 
"Can I try on a few things?" asked Debbie, her eyes twinkling as she motioned toward the bondage section.
 
"Sure," I grinned.  "I better lock up first."
 
"Okay," smiled Debbie, returning to the bondage aisle while I rushed to the front door, locked it, and pulled down the blinds.  I covered the front window too before joining Debbie with the bondage gear.
 
Debbie had pulled off her t-shirt, her pale breasts beautiful and creamy.  She unbuckled her jeans, then pulled them down to her ankles, revealing her lush, slender legs.  Depositing her jeans over her t-shirt on the floor, Debbie slipped out of her purple panties, then removed her sneakers and socks. 
 
I watched with a slack mouth as Debbie fastened a leather collar around her slim neck.  She tugged on black rubber armlets, then took off the red, push-up corset from the hanging mannequin, wrapping it around her own flat stomach.
 
"Can you tie it for me?" asked Debbie, turning her back towards me.
 
I swallowed, approaching Debbie, my eyes sliding across her bare, luscious ass.  I began tying the corset, pulling the string ties tight, making sure that the corset was secure around Debbie.
When I was done, Debbie spun to face me, running her fingers up through her dark red hair, her tits cupped by the corset, sensual fruits that beckoned for me to sample them.
 
"How do I look?" grinned Debbie, noticing the hard-on pressing against my jeans.
 
"You look great!" I managed to gasp, my hands itching to squeeze those firm breasts.
 
Debbie looked around the store, walking to other aisle to grab some fishnet stockings.  Slipping the fishnets over her long legs, Debbie connected them to a black silk garter belt
 
Debbie strutted across the front of the counter, swaying her hypnotic hips, pursing her bright, red lips at me.
 
"Do you want to fuck me?" teased Debbie with a smile.
 
"Yes!" I nodded.
 
"I really want you to work me up first," said Debbie, walking towards me with her tits thrust forward.
 
"I shouldn't show you this, but I think you'll like it," I replied, taking Debbie's warm left hand and leading her through a dark doorway down a flight of stairs.  I grabbed the ring of keys from my belt, unlocking the door at the staircase's foot, retaking Debbie's hand and pulling her gently inside.
 
When I flicked on the lights Debbie gasped, her dark blue eyes wide as she took in all the bondage frames and chains.
 
"Do you fancy anything in particular?" I smiled, closing and locking the basement door.
 
"It all looks so good," giggled Debbie, running her left hand down a dangling chain to the leather manacle at the end.
 
While Debbie browsed and fondled, I took off my black t-shirt and jeans. Naked, I pulled on a pair of black leather shorts with a hardened socket from my dick.  Debbie was slightly startled when she saw my new attire, her white skin turning a pleasant shade of pink.  I snatched a black hood from a wall peg, draping it over my head and zipping it up from behind.
 
"You look kinda..scary," smiled Debbie weakly, her lips trembling.
 
"Fear is a good aphrodisiac, don't you think?" I growled through the leather hood, approaching Debbie.  "Make a decision yet?"
 
"Uh, no," replied Debbie with a shake of her red mane, her eyes drawn to my stiff penis.
 
"I'll pick one for you then," I said, snatching Debbie's left wrist and pulling her toward a set of chains set in the left-hand wall.
 
I pushed Debbie against the cold stone, pulling her arms up to fasten her wrists into the stainless steel manacles.  Debbie moaned softly, she was getting excited, anticipating what I would do to her.
 
I slipped my fingers through Debbie's soft red hair.  I kissed the back of her neck, making her shiver.  I covered her breasts with my palms, squeezing her warm tits, stroking her erect nipples with my thumbs.  Debbie groaned, arching her back, tugging at her bound wrists.  I placed my right hand on her ass, rubbing her tight buttocks, exploring her crack with my index finger.
 
"That's good," panted Debbie, licking her quivering red lips.
 
I yanked back on her hair, making her wince.  I covered her mouth with mine, sucking deeply upon her wine-flavored lips.  She moaned inside my mouth, flicking her tongue over mine.
I licked her neck as she gasped, tasting her young flesh.  I placed my left hand between her legs, fondled her pussy, felt it already wet with her juices. Debbie had two shining rings in her clit, I tugged lightly on them, which made her shudder in ecstasy.
 
I left Debbie to gather a long-handled flog.  Returning to the chained girl, I started slapping the many-tongued flog across her back and ass.  Debbie panted with excitement, twitching every time I cracked the flog across her hot skin.
 
"More!  More!" moaned Debbie, closing her legs together as glistening honey poured down her slim thighs.
 
I slapped the flog harder against Debbie's ass, her buttocks cherry-red with bruising.  Debbie shoved out her ass, hungry for more, her tits shuddering as I whipped her again and again.
Debbie bit her moist lower lip, stifling her moans while I caressed her ass with the stinging flog.
I stopped flogging Debbie to grab a handful of her hair and tilt her face towards me.  We kissed hungrily, like rabid animals, our tongues flicking and licking each other.  I licked Debbie's left nipple, making her shiver with a husky sigh.
 
I unchained Debbie from the wall.  She fell against me, her body weak and quivering from the abuse I had administered.  I supported her as we walked to a long rack.  I helped her climb aboard, then moved to the foot of the table to snap iron manacles around her small ankles.  Debbie had already positioned her arms over her head, eager for me to bind her wrists.  Locking the iron bands around Debbie's rubber-covered wrists, I moved to Debbie's side, sliding my right palm over her heaving tits and corset-garbed stomach.  With my left hand, I turned the rack winch, removing the slack from the chains attached to Debbie's arms and legs.  Debbie moaned when the chains started pulling on her limbs.  Locking the winch, I climbed onto the rack, kneeling between Debbie's outspread legs.
 
"Fuck me, please!" groaned Debbie, sweat glistening on her forehead.
 
I leaned my body over Debbie's, sliding my hands up her bound arms as I eased my cock into her wet cunt.  I kissed Debbie passionately, relishing her red lips while I humped her pussy, driving my prick into her slick vagina.  Debbie gasped, massaging my tongue with hers, thrusting her pelvis up onto my crotch. I seized Debbie's throbbing breasts, crushing them with my fingers, painfully pinching her stiff, pink nipples.  The rack trembled beneath our pounding bodies, I stabbed into Debbie's belly, her cunt moist with her dripping nectar.
 
 
"Uh!  Uh!  Uh!" groaned Debbie, her red hair plastered to her face by sweat, her mouth quivering while I impaled her pussy over and over.
 
"Moan!  Moan for me, bitch!" I snarled, slamming down onto Debbie's tender snatch, groaning when her vagina squeezed around my shaft.
 
I bit Debbie's right nipple, making her cry out weakly.  I took her hot breast into my mouth, sucking on her flesh, her sweat coating my tongue.
 
I rammed into Debbie's cunt, my cock pulsing, ready to detonate.  I grabbed Debbie's arms, stabbing into her pussy one last time before I released my thick cream.  Debbie groaned, her body stiffening, then becoming limp with exhaustion.  I rested on top of the girl, kissing her arm, licking the perspiration from her flushed skin.
 
"Do you have to work tomorrow?" murmured Debbie.
 
"Yes."
 
"I'll come in before you close," promised Debbie, flashing me a wanton smile.
 
The End.