"An Under The Counter Sale" by Volkite-Serpenta-9
Posted: Tue Nov 28, 2023 12:09 pm
Commission and story by MrArgent.
Maggie wasn't even supposed to be here today!
But a co-worker had begged her to cover her shift due to a family emergency, and she'd reluctantly agreed. And now look where that had gotten her!
She'd barely opened the shop when the wicked redhead, posing as a customer, had suddenly zapped her with a powerful stun gun, dropping her to the floor and rendering her temporarily insensate. And before she knew it, she'd been rudely relieved of her shirt with its name tag, then wrapped up in rope, her wrists crossed and tied behind her, her bound ankles tethered to loops of clothesline cinched down around her thighs. And worst of all, a giant sponge, soaked in some foul-tasting substance that made her woozy, had been forcibly packed into her mouth, filling her slobbering oral cavity to cheek-bulging capacity and beyond, until her was stuffed full and could accommodate no more. Then, a strap had been buckled down tight around her lower face, cutting in between her straining lips to secure the unwanted cargo very firmly in place. The sodden girl-silencing mass reduced her furious complaints to muffled and incoherent grunts. And even once full sensation had returned in tingling pins and needles throughout her electro-assaulted body, her bindings were applied too tightly and skillfully to allow her any hope of escape. Wriggle and squirm as she might, she was in no way causing the roped restraints to loosen in the slightest
All she could do was watch and listen as the vile villainess calmly slipped into Maggie's blouse to pose as a shop clerk. To add to the indignity of it all, the intruder even answered her phone!
"Oh, sorry, Maggie's a little tied up at the moment," she said, smirking. "But I'll let her know you've called!"
Her mouth jacked open to its very limit by the horrid sponge, tongue pressed down by the sopping invader, trickles of the gross substance oozing down the back of her throat, Maggie tried to squeal out to her mum on the phone, angrily addressing her attacker at the same time.
"What? You didn't just say that! Help me!"
But all that came out was some muffled blubbering that no one further from her than a couple of inches could have possibly heard.
She was truly in trouble now!
She could only listen helplessly as the despicable ginger made another call.
"Yeah, everything's going to plan! The delivery guy should be here soon and I'll sign for everything, so be here in about an hour and we'll load it all out through the back door."
The duplicitous dame looked down at Maggie, and a truly evil and very self-satisfied smile spread across her face.
"And you know what?" she said to her unseen compatriot on the other end of the connection. "Bring a large duffel bag, too. I'm gonna collect a bonus payment here. A sweet little extra prize that I think we can sell on eventually for a nice pile of cash."
Maggie had no idea what that could possibly mean.
But she found out soon enough.
https://www.deviantart.com/mrargent/art ... -996838884
Maggie wasn't even supposed to be here today!
But a co-worker had begged her to cover her shift due to a family emergency, and she'd reluctantly agreed. And now look where that had gotten her!
She'd barely opened the shop when the wicked redhead, posing as a customer, had suddenly zapped her with a powerful stun gun, dropping her to the floor and rendering her temporarily insensate. And before she knew it, she'd been rudely relieved of her shirt with its name tag, then wrapped up in rope, her wrists crossed and tied behind her, her bound ankles tethered to loops of clothesline cinched down around her thighs. And worst of all, a giant sponge, soaked in some foul-tasting substance that made her woozy, had been forcibly packed into her mouth, filling her slobbering oral cavity to cheek-bulging capacity and beyond, until her was stuffed full and could accommodate no more. Then, a strap had been buckled down tight around her lower face, cutting in between her straining lips to secure the unwanted cargo very firmly in place. The sodden girl-silencing mass reduced her furious complaints to muffled and incoherent grunts. And even once full sensation had returned in tingling pins and needles throughout her electro-assaulted body, her bindings were applied too tightly and skillfully to allow her any hope of escape. Wriggle and squirm as she might, she was in no way causing the roped restraints to loosen in the slightest
All she could do was watch and listen as the vile villainess calmly slipped into Maggie's blouse to pose as a shop clerk. To add to the indignity of it all, the intruder even answered her phone!
"Oh, sorry, Maggie's a little tied up at the moment," she said, smirking. "But I'll let her know you've called!"
Her mouth jacked open to its very limit by the horrid sponge, tongue pressed down by the sopping invader, trickles of the gross substance oozing down the back of her throat, Maggie tried to squeal out to her mum on the phone, angrily addressing her attacker at the same time.
"What? You didn't just say that! Help me!"
But all that came out was some muffled blubbering that no one further from her than a couple of inches could have possibly heard.
She was truly in trouble now!
She could only listen helplessly as the despicable ginger made another call.
"Yeah, everything's going to plan! The delivery guy should be here soon and I'll sign for everything, so be here in about an hour and we'll load it all out through the back door."
The duplicitous dame looked down at Maggie, and a truly evil and very self-satisfied smile spread across her face.
"And you know what?" she said to her unseen compatriot on the other end of the connection. "Bring a large duffel bag, too. I'm gonna collect a bonus payment here. A sweet little extra prize that I think we can sell on eventually for a nice pile of cash."
Maggie had no idea what that could possibly mean.
But she found out soon enough.
https://www.deviantart.com/mrargent/art ... -996838884