“So … how are you feeling?”

Tina slowly paced around the bed with a wicked smile, one small object in her hands as she watched Bette’s body language.

“Better, I take it?”

Bette steadied herself and tried to take deep breaths as thought back to that crucial mistake.

“Hi, can I help you two out? Are you looking for anything in particular, or just browsing?” a sweet girl asked at the sex toy shop they had wandered into. She was unusually short, blond with glasses, and incredibly helpful, although many wouldn’t assume she had such knowledge about the variety of kinky accessories.

Bette had looked to Tina and saw she was busy looking over some of the dildos, so she took a step toward the girl, “No, it’s okay. Thank you, though.” As a part of their exciting day together in Mistress and slave roleplay, Bette had agreed to silence if they entered the store, but she didn’t want it to become awkward if they both ignored the helpful girl. However, she was practically whispering, and Tina hadn’t seemed to notice as she inspected two different toys on the other side of the store now, so Bette just smiled at the girl. “We’re just browsing, really.”

“Ooh, well we have some excellent beginner products, if you’re interested.”

Bette’s eyes widened with a small amount of panic, and she didn’t dare glance back again – Tina must have heard this girl’s enthusiastic offer. “No no,” she quickly whispered with an uncontrollable smile at the terrible situation, and the fact that this girl knew nothing of their game. “It’s okay. I just want to browse.”

“I’d love to see them.”

Bette had heard Tina, and shut her eyes tightly at her horrible luck. Now she was in for it, and she could only follow along as the girl showed them a rack of beginner’s ‘play toys’ – Tina nodding in all the right places and seeming absolutely curious about the objects she had long surpassed for advanced purchases. It was almost entertaining for Bette, had she not known of the suffering she would endure for this. Tina wouldn’t make it easy on her – she never did.

Tina smirked, watching the remembered event register on Bette’s face, and in her eyes. She ran the rubber strands through one closed fist and smiled at the sensation. “Do you think it’s a little small …” Tina asked, sitting gently on the right side of their bed with an excited smile. “… That I won’t be able to dominate you with something so … simple?” She was breathing over Bette’s lips now, the toy still in her hands.