Jaded

Jaded part 1

“Will there be anything else Madam?” the pretty blonde shop assistant asked with a smile from behind her glass fronted counter.

Jayne put her bag and shopping basket down, “Ah, no, ah, thank you,” she replied nervously, “Just these.” she indicated the slim silver vibrator and the chrome play hand-cuffs in the basket and rummaged in her bag for her credit card.

“We have an extensive range of restraints Madam,” the girl continued, as she checked the items, “The metal does get rather uncomfortable after a while.”

Jayne peered at the assistant, she couldn’t be more than nineteen, she decided, standing there in her short white coat covering, well Jayne could only speculate what she wore under it but as she was serving in a sex shop she assumed perhaps a basque.

“Er yes,” Jayne agreed, “I think these will be fine,” she cast her eyes around the well filled shelves, “You certainly have a wide range of, ah.”

“Oh yes! we have a club room and function room as well,” the assistant added, “Not just sales,” she looked into Jayne’s brown eyes, looking past the sensible cut of her medium length chestnut brown hair, the sensible skirt and cardigan she wore and she realised perhaps that Jayne was younger than she assumed, young and uncertain, nervous, uncertain of what she wondered.

Jayne offered her credit card and the girl slipped it into the card reader, “Enter your pin please,” she asked, as she handed it back.

Jayne punched in the digits and pressed enter,

“Thank you,” the assistant said brightly, “Are you sure we can’t tempt you, I’m Shelly by the way, and you are Jane?”

“With a Y yes,” Jane agreed, “No, I think this will do.”

“I like the fur lined velcro cuffs myself,” Shelly explained, “Or the X form ones, they don’t dig in like the metal,”

“Right,” Jayne agreed as she put her card away.

“These,” Shelly suggested as she reached a black X form soft fur lined cuffs from among the expensive vibrators and lubricants on the shelf below the counter, “They feel so much more comfortable,” she explained, “But at thirty nine, ninety nine they are a tiny bit expensive.”

“I’ll just take these thank you,” Jayne agreed as she took the carrier bag containing her vibrator and cuffs but she remained at the counter, intrigued.

“They can be used in front but are best used behind,” Shelly suggested, “But the great thing is that they can always be pulled open, no keys to get lost or anything.”

“Oh,” Jayne agreed, “But there’s no key to these cuffs?”

“No but you can’t reach the release catch,” Shelly explained, “So you daren’t use them for SB.”

“Oh, oh no my boyfriend,” Jayne admitted awkwardly.

“Well, perhaps, these or the chain linked velcro cuffs,” Shelly suggested, “In case you decide things have gone too far.”

“Oh, I see,” Jayne agreed, “So how do you free yourself?”

“Just get something under the edge and ease them apart.” Shelly suggested, “They are awkward to put on though, do you see?”

“Yes,” Jayne agreed and she stood and watched as Shelly placed the X form centre on the table and pulled the velcro strap tight around her own arm.

“Now you see if I get the edge against the table I can just lever,” Shelly explained as she pushed the cuff against the counter top, and with a rasping tearing sound the strap came loose, “See, try it.” she suggested with a smile.

Jayne set down her bag and picked up the soft black cuffs she placed it on her left wrist and pulled the strap tight and then found she couldn’t tighten the right strap, she giggled nervously at her failure.

Shelly slipped round the side of the counter, “Let me,” she offered and took Jayne’s wrist, “They’re best behind,” Shelly whispered, as she gently pulled Jayne’s arms around behind her back and fastened the strap around her other wrist, “Now how does that feel.”

“Strange,” Jayne admitted, “So how do you release them?”

“Just get something under the edge of the strap,” Shelly suggested, “And ease the first strap off, it get’s easier with practice.” she paused, “Try the edge of the counter, there is an overlap around the back.”

Jayne stepped around the back of the counter as Shelly suggested, Shelly followed her, and coached her “That’s right, against the edge.” she explained, and with a faint ripping sound the cuff came away and swung loose, “And it comes open, ah.”

“Oh, I see,” Jayne exclaimed,”That’s really easy,”
“Yet if you just pull,” Shelly explained as she took Jayne’s wrist and fixed the strap once more, “It’s really firm, very secure, isn’t it?”

Jayne tried to pull her wrists free yet and agreed, “That’s quite amazing, really firm.”

“Well perhaps next time,” Shelly suggested, “It’s for your boyfriend?” she left the question hanging.

Jayne paused, she looked around the store, “John, ah, yes, I don’t know though,” she admitted as her gaze passed from rubber dresses and fetish wear across the shelves of sex toys and racks of Videos and DVDs to the sexy lingerie on the far wall, and blanked out windows beyond the display, “I’m really not sure about this.” she admitted.

“Is he domineering, possessive,” Shelly asked, “Only girls usually buy these,” she paused, “For other girls.”

“He says I’m boring.” Jayne admitted, “Plain Jayne.”

“Really?” Shelly asked, “You don’t think that do you?”

“Oh, well perhaps with these?” Jayne suggested.

“The velcro cuffs?” Shelly suggested

“No, yes, the cuffs, I don’t know,” Jayne admitted, “I don’t think he would like these.”

“Yes,” Shelly agreed, “Do you want him to be assertive, is that it, do you want him to ah,” she paused, and on an impulse she bent and slipped her hands up under Jayne’s sensible knee length green skirt and hooked her thumbs in Jaynes waistband and simply pulled her panties and pantihose down around her ankles.

“Shelly!