"Here you go."
He handed her a neat stack of clothes. They were still warm from the dryer.
Kotonoha frowned. "Where are my panties?"
"You don't need them."
"Oh. Okay then."
She knew better than to protest.
Kotonoha put on her thigh high socks, black skirt, lacy bra, white T-shirt and grey hoodie. She wanted to wear her cute dress, but it was simply too cold outside. Even wearing a skirt was pushing it.
They went downstairs. Taisuke heard them and walked in the hallway.
Kotonoha quickly grabbed her skirt to make sure it wouldn't flare up.
"You're leaving?" Taisuke asked.
"Yeah," Makoto said. "Thanks for letting me stay, buddy."
"Anytime." His eyes wandered to Kotonoha, who was downstairs by now.
Fuck. Had he seen it?
No, no, he couldn't have.
"You okay, Kotonoha?"
"Y-Yes. I'm fine." She quickly put on her coat.
"Well, we gotta go," Makoto said. "If there's ever anything I can do for you."
"Actually," Taisuke said. "There is."
"Oh?"
Taisuke hesitated. His eyes darted to Kotonoha again.
"Can you wait in the car?" Makoto asked. "It's at the back."
"Uhm, one sec. I need to put on my shoes."
She bend over at the waist to pick up her shoes. Luckily, her coat was quite long, so it hid her well enough. She sat down on the stairs away from them to put on her shoes.
When she was done, he handed her the keys.
Kotonoha went outside. The cold air attacked her right away. The snow crunched beneath her feet as she walked around the house.
The car was parked at the back. Kotonoha quickly got inside of it. At least here she had some protection against the cold.
She turned on the heat.
By the time the car had warmed up, Makoto got inside.
"What did he want?" Kotonoha asked.
"Nothing important. Come on."
He started the car.
Slowly, they got out of the snow. Once they were on the highway, all snow was cleared away.
"Kotonoha?"
"Hm?"
"Did I go too far?"
"It's okay," she said.
"You sure?"
"I… it's not too far. It's just… a little fast."
"I understand."
"Thanks for stopping when I asked you too," she said.
He said nothing.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"To get some stuff."
"Stuff?"
He slowed down.
"Is that…"
"Yeah."
"I… I can't go in there."
"Yes you can."
He parked the car.
"But…"
He gave her a stern look.
"O-Okay."
They got out of the car.
Kotonoha looked at the store. There were blinds in front of the windows so she couldn't look inside. But the posters on the window spoke volumes.
She had never expected she would go anywhere near a store like this. And yet here she was.
"Come on."
He took her hand and pulled her inside.
Inside it was really warm. She immediately opened her coat to cool off a little.
Kotonoha hoped the store would be empty, but it wasn't. There were a few people inside. Two couples, two lonely guys and a hot girl that was clearly an attendant. The attendant was tiny, but she wore red high heels to compensate for this. Her rather large chest strained against a black shirt with the logo of the store printed on it. Her blonde hair was restrained in a high ponytail.
Kotonoha quickly took this in and then turned her gaze to the floor.
She wondered how much more embarrassment she could take today.
And she was about to find out, because Makoto pulled her forward. They walked straight up to the girl.
Oh no.
"Hey," Makoto said.
The girl turned. "Hello."
A nametag indicated her name was 'Ashley', confirming she wasn't from Japan.
"We're looking for some things for my girlfriend," Makoto said.
Kotonoha kept looking at the floor.
"Sure," Ashley said. "What are you looking for?"
"Well for one, buttplugs."
"I see. Does she have experience?"
"Not really."
"I see. Just for fun or…"
"No, I want to fuck her."
Kotonoha was blushing heavily now. They were speaking about her as if she wasn't even there. And somehow, that made her feel all…
She bit her lip.
"Follow me," the attendant said.
They followed her to a different row.
"I'd recommend one of these training sets," the attendant said.
"Hm, these are kinda cute."
"They are called princess plugs."
"Cool."
She should say something. Anything. And yet, no words came out.
Kotonoha rubbed her thighs together.
"Having fun, are you?" Makoto said.
"Huh? I… I wasn't."
"Oh really?"
He closed the distance. His hand went beneath her skirt and touched her…
"Ah." Kotonoha bit her lip. Fuck that felt good.
"Ye, you're soaking wet," he said, loud enough for the attendant to hear.
"Ah, Makoto-kun. Please stop. Not here."
"You're mine," he replied. "Whenever and wherever I want."
He pushed two fingers inside of her.
"Ah." Fuck.
"Isn't that right?"
"Y-Yes, Sir."
Ashley smiled at them. "You're a cute couple."
"Thanks." Makoto pulled away and held his soaked fingers in front of Kotonoha.
For a moment, she thought he was joking, but he was dead serious.
Kotonoha knew she didn't have a choice, so she leaned forward and took his fingers in her mouth.
When he was satisfied, he pulled his fingers back.
"So, anyway," Makoto said. "We'll take these."
The attendant took something off the shelves and gave it to Makoto. Makoto handed it to Kotonoha.
"Here, hold this."
She accepted it. It was a set of metal plugs in increasing sizes. At the flared base, they had a little jewel in different colors. Well, probably just cut glass. She couldn't imagine someone wasting real jewels on this. Besides, it wasn't expensive enough to-
"Kotonoha?"
"Hm?" she looked up. The attendant was walking a couple steps in front of them.
"If I'm taking it too far," Makoto whispered.
"No. Please, don't stop."
He smiled. "Okay."
They reached a different section. This one had mostly sexy lingerie, nightgowns and cosplay costumes.
"Shall we start with panties?" the attendant asked.
"Yeah, but that's gonna be a problem," Makoto said. "She can't try them on. She's soaking wet, she'll ruin them."
Kotonoha tried to protest, but only a mumble came out. Heat rose to her cheeks.
The most annoying part was that he was right. Her own fluids were leaking down her thighs. At this rate, it would become visible soon enough beneath her skirt.
"Hm," the attendant pondered that.
"I suppose you could model them for us," Makoto suggested.
"I…" she hesitated. "I don't know. Company policy is…"
"No it isn't," Makoto said confidently.
"But…"
"The customer is always right," Makoto told her.
"Yes, of course," she said slowly.
"Here, try this on."
Kotonoha watched in silence as the attendant walked into the dressing room and closed the curtain.
Something was off here.
"Why did she agree so fast?" Kotonoha whispered.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"She barely resisted."
"Why would she? She works in a sex store, it's not weird she isn't shy."
"I guess so."
Ashley peered behind the curtain. "I'm ready."
"Right."
Makoto pulled Kotonoha with him inside the changing room.
Ashley lifted her shirt so they could see it well. Below her skirt, she wore a nice red thong that left little to the imagination.
"Not bad," Makoto said. "Let's see how your ass looks in it."
The girl turned, put her hands against the mirror and bend over a little. She didn't even hesitate.
"What do you think, Kotonoha?" he asked.
"I… uhm… it doesn't look very comfortable."
"Well luckily your comfort doesn't matter."
Kotonoha bit her lip.
"Wait here," Makoto said to Ashley. "I need you to model some other things."
He took Kotonoha outside again.
"M-Makoto-kun."
"Hm?"
"What else do we need?" Kotonoha asked.
"Oh, I don't know. Some interesting outfits. Hey, what do you think about a nurse outfit?"
"I don't know."
"But what if I'm sick and you need to take care of me?"
"I don't see why I would have to wear something like this for that," Kotonoha said. She pointed to an overly sexualised version of a nurse costume.
"Because I want you to," he said.
"I…"
"What other reason do you need?"
"Uhm… I uhm…"
"Thought so. Come on."
This wasn't good.
Somehow, Makoto talked the attendant into modelling a bunch of sexy outfits for them. By the end, Kotonoha had her hands full with a pile of clothes. She hoped he would end there, but…
"Right, onto the next item."
"We're not done yet?"
"Well I figured we'll still need some lube. Unless you want to-"
"No, no. Lube is good."
"I thought so."
"Good. Wait here."
He left her with the attendant.
"Your boyfriend is nice," she said.
"Y-Yeah," Kotonoha said slowly.
"Are you two exclusive?"
"I… uhm…"
"Do you share him with other girls?" the attendant clarified.
"I… s-sometimes."
"I see." She smiled mischievously.
Makoto returned.
"Okay, we're done here. For now."
The attendant smiled. "Well, if there is anything else you need, here is my card." She handed him her card. Then, she winked and left them.
"Let's go."
They went to the cashier. Kotonoha tried her best to avoid looking at anyone. She didn't even check how much all of it cost. While Makoto dealt with it, she packed everything.
They walked outside and back to the car. On their way, they passed a different store.
"Makoto-kun?"
"Hm?"
"I need one more thing."
"Sure, what is it?"
"It's a surprise. I want to go alone."
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yeah, I'm sure."
"Okay then. I'll wait here."
"Thank you."
Kotonoha left him.
She entered the car.
"So what did you buy?" he asked.
"It's a surprise."
"Hm. Okay then."
They drove off.
A silence fell as Makoto maneuvered through the snow.
"Makoto-kun?" Kotonoha broke the silence.
"Hm?"
"What do we do now?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, I… I know I promised I'd lock up my p-pussy, but-"
"But what?" he cut her off. "You weren't serious?"
"No, no, I was. It's just… I… I'm not ready to…"
"You're gonna keep stalling?"
"I… I don't even know who to ask for this, Makoto-kun."
"We can drive to a piercing shop right now and ask," he said.
"Please," she begged. "Just… give me a little longer."
"Fine," he said. "I'll keep fucking your pussy, for now. But I won't come inside of it anymore."
"What do you mean?"
"Once I cum inside it one more time, it's off-limits from then on."
"But, how am I-"
"You'll have to make sure you stay focused on me. It's not that hard to tell if I'm close to cumming."
"But… what do I do? If you…"
"You'll beg me to come somewhere else. And I'll oblige you, if you ask nicely. Do we have a deal?"
"O-Okay then," she agreed. As if she had a choice.
Kotonoha sighed inwardly.
Well, at least she finally had him back.