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“Huh? Oh, uh, they sound good, dude,” Nic said without bothering to look back, his walk changing to a saunter as he approached the women. “Be right back.”
“Thatis Mistress Andrea and her long-time sub, Candy,” Daddy Carl said to the two remaining boys. “They are going to eat him alive.” He chuckled, holding out his hand to Cory to take his wrist once more, this time undoing the cuff. “Is it safe to say you boys arenewto the scene?”
“You could say that,” Derek answered for the both of them, gripping Cory’s shoulder. “We have an idea of what we might like, but I’d love to get the help of a professional. Gotta make sure I’m taking care of my boy’s needs properly.”
“Ilikeyou.” Carl smiled. “Tell you what: Why don’t you boys just follow me and I’ll give you a tour of the floor and help you get everything you need?”
“That would be awesome, Carl. Thank you.” Derek wasn’t going to turn down the help. He had been playing it cool so far, but the second they walked into this room, he was worried he might be in over his head.
The sudden sound of a loud SMACK followed by a YELP drew everyone’s attention. Turning in that direction, the group could see Nic returning to them, hand rubbing what was apparently asore ass. Andrea and Candy were still by the paddles, laughing to themselves.
“Aww, strike out?” Derek mock-consoled.
“Shut up. She told me if I could take a smack with that paddle silently, she’d let me fuck her girl.” He was still rubbing his ass. “Fuck, that hurt.”
“You’re lucky she left your ass in one piece,” Carl informed him. “Now then, step right over here, boy—need to find a set for your ankles now.”
The group stuck together after Nic’s little adventure. Carl walked them through the room, showing them more toys that Derek was happy to add to their collection. In addition to the cuffs, they also picked up a blindfold, a spreader bar, and a set of bondage restraints that would fit under a mattress (to be kept at Derek’s).
“There’s a couple more things I think you two would like,” Carl pointed at Nic and Derek, “but they are on the other side of the floor. Follow me.”
Carl led them out of the room and around the wide balcony into what could only be described as the “dildo room.” Whereas walking into the other room led to more than one half-hard erection, this one made Cory want to laugh. Dildos, as far as the eye could see lined the walls. Or at least covered more than half the walls in the room. Big, small, some with extra attachments, some that vibrated, and of course a hundred different colors and shapes. It would be awe inspiring if it weren’t so … phallic.
“Uh, listen, man. Thanks for the help, but I don’t think I’m gonna find anything I want in here.” Nic began backing out of the room.
“What? No, not those. Although you may want to consider a plug for him. Help keep him stretched and lubed for you. No,what I wanted to show you is over here.” Carl gestured to a section of the wall you couldn’t see from outside. “Cock rings.”
The boys stepped farther into the room. The wall Carl was gesturing to was indeed covered in cock rings.
“Oh, nice.” Derek didn’t hesitate, reaching and picking up one of the larger metal ones to test its weight.
The majority of the selection seemed to be made of metal, but there was also a decent amount of silicone. Nic examined one more tentatively while Cory hung back and observed. He didn’t really have much use for a cock ring. Instead, he wandered off a little to the right, seeing what else the room had to offer.
More dildos were the obvious answer, but looking at some of the selection, he wouldn’t know it. By far, what they had the most of were classic “realistic” looking cocks, some even modeled after porn stars. Then there were more nondescript toys, smoother and in many different colors. That led to an entire wall of vibrating “personal massagers” with enough settings and attachments to require both an instruction manualanda floor model to see up close. Seriously, was this place even real?
Cory recalled Daddy Carl’s recommendation earlier when he came upon the butt plugs. There were dozens of different kinds to choose from. Cory looked at one made of rubber that was classified as “small” but was still thicker than the toy he had at home by a decent amount. Putting it back, he picked up another made of smooth silicone that vibrated. He tentatively pushed the button on the base of the plug, nearly dropping it in surprise at the strength of the vibration.
“Need some help there?” Daddy Carl was next to him. Cory looked over at Derek and Nic who were still looking at the cock rings and talking.
“Uh, no, sir, just looking around.” Cory returned the plug to the rack.
“That’s actually a pretty decent one, but the motor’s a little strong for a beginner.” Carl grabbed another plug, showing it to Cory. “This one is probably more your speed. Plus it has a remote, so if your sirs were ever to have you wear it out in public, well… You might end up having a lot more fun than anyone around you realizes.”
“Oh, hell yeah.” Nic eagerly approved of the idea as he and Derek rejoined Cory. “Def getting that one.” He accepted the box from Carl.
Cory blushed at the thought of either of them having him wear the plug in public like that. The movies, a restaurant, oroh god—school. Nic was already looking forward to it, though Cory wasn’t entirely sure if that was because Nic thought the idea was hot or just wanted to mess with him.
“Well, I think that’s just about all I have to show you guys.” Carl was ending their tour, but it didn’t sound like he was done. “Now, if you’ll follow me to the changing room…” Carl led the group out of the room to another open doorway they somehow missed, tucked just behind the staircase they walked up.
“Changing rooms? Uh, I don’t think any of this is stuff you’d want someone trying on before they pay for it,” Derek said as he walked through.
“Nonsense. We take customer service here at Good Vibrations very seriously.” Someone new was speaking, a young man with a leather collar around his neck and cleaning supplies tucked into his belt. He turned to Carl. “Changing rooms all cleaned, boss.”
“Good boy, Jonathan,” Carl praised as the boy made his exit. “He’s right. We take what we do hereveryseriously. Which is why I am going to sit right here while you boys go back to one of the changing booths and try these things on. Everything except the plug, at least.”
Cory blushed, Nic looked confused, and Derek just smiled.
“If you insist,” Derek took initiative, turning to the booths.
