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Accidental Product Tester - Part 2

Rebecca had left, leaving Gwen standing there with a grin on her face. I knew there would be a hundred insults running through her head after finding out about my situation with the chastity cage.

Gwen looked at me until we heard the door close. The second it did, she spoke up. “You let Serena lock up your dick!”

I sighed, knowing I would have some teasing coming my way. “Yeah. I guess I did.”

“And I’m supposed to believe it was for some kind of product testing?”

“Well…Yeah. What else would it be?”

“Oh please. There is no way you would let her lock up your dick just like that. There’s something else. Spill it.”

“Okay, fine. She caught me staring at her ass and threatened to tell Rebecca unless I agreed to wear the cage. I usually just put it on and she gives me back the key when I go home.”

Gwen was quiet for a beat, then she realized. “Wait a second, she ran out for an ‘emergency’ and you were asking me for her number earlier….I’m guessing she took the key with her?”

“Yep.” I answered in defeat.

“And now you have no way of contacting her until Monday when she’s back to work?” Gwen reasoned.

“Nope.”

“Haaahahahaha. Oh my god you idiot! You actually let Serena run out with the key to your cock. You got played, dude. Now you have to spend the whole weekend with no dick to play with. Hahahaha.”

“Okay, okay. It’s not that funny.” I said.

“I beg to differ. So that’s why you’ve been extra horny today.”

“I’m not extra horny!” I argued.

“Yeah right. You’ve been checking me out almost as much as you do Serena. Maybe it’s a good thing you’re all locked up. Serves you right for being a perv. Ha.” Gwen was clearly enjoying my predicament, but the weirdest part was, something about the way she was enjoying my suffering was starting to cause more of a stir inside the cage.

“I am not a perv. I glanced at her ass once or twice, that’s it.”

“Like you were glancing at mine earlier, you mean?”

“That was an accident.”

“An accident, sure. So whose ass is nicer, mine or Serena’s?” Gwen pivoted on the spot to point her ass at me, teasing me more.

“I am not playing this game.” I said, turning to walk away.

“Oh come on, I wanna know! Just answer that one question and leave you alone.”

“Fine. Serena’s is nicer. There, happy?”

Gwen made an exaggerated shocked face, feigning offense even though she already knew how attracted I was to Serena.

“Wow. Rude. You saying I don’t have a nice ass?”

“No, you have a pretty nice ass, actually. I just prefer….”

“A little more ‘substance’.” Gwen finished my response for me, shaking her hips a little as she did and drawing my attention to her rear.

“Stop it! I know what you’re trying to do and it won’t work.” I headed into the back to escape but with no customers in the store, Gwen was able to follow me.

“I don’t know what you mean. What is it I’m ‘trying to do’?”

“You know full well what you’re trying to do, and it won’t work.” I said, grabbing a box off the floor as though I actually had something to do, truth is I had no idea what was in the box, I was just trying to look busy.

“Okay, okay, fine. I’ll just go back to work.” She turned away to leave. “Oh no!” She said loudly, drawing my attention. “My shoe’s untied!” She bent over at the waist, her pert, toned ass pointed right at me. Stupidly, I was caught in her trap as I found that my gaze lingered a little too long….way too long, actually.

“Ha! Caught you.” She said, snapping her head around to catch me staring at her ass again. Thankfully, Gwen left after that, giggling the whole way.

The rest of that day was more of the same, Gwen would find excuses to bend over in front of me or ‘accidentally’ brush against me whenever she could. I tried to hide my reactions but my horny senses were in overdrive thanks to the cage. My attention was constantly drawn to her until it was time to close up.

“Have fun tonight, Denis. Hope it isn’t too hard in that cage. Haha.”

I slept terribly again that night, and the shift on Saturday was no easier. For starters, Gwen insisted on filling me in on her date from the night before. As I mentioned, we were on good enough terms that her telling me about a date wasn’t unusual, what was unusual however, was the level of detail she was going into.

“We didn’t even make it to the restaurant.” She said as I pretended not to listen. “I was just sooo horny that I couldn’t wait til after dinner. I threw on my sexiest underwear…”

“Please stop. I really don’t need to know this.”

She didn’t stop. “I even wore crotchless panties. The ones I stole from the obsolete pile a while ago, you know, the black lacy ones with the thong back.

The worst part was, I did know exactly what she was talking about. I remember at the end of one of the months, Gwen and I had been messing around with the obsolete stock for write-offs as we usually did. Having swordfights with oversized dildoes (like mature adults) and other such stuff. I actually tossed the incredibly slutty panties to her as a joke. “Here ya go, Gwen. These would be right up your alley!” She laughed, but replied rather casually.

“Hey, you never know!” She said, laughing as she pocketed the panties.

Now that joke was coming back to haunt me because I was indeed picturing those sexy undies on her lithe form as she described her date. Real or not, she was painting quite the picture.

Gwen continued as I felt my cock pushing against the cage. “It’s a good job they were crotchless because I was so horny I probably would have soaked right through them. I just couldn’t wait to feel his big, hard..”

“Oh fuck, Gwen! Please stop. You win. I can’t listen to this.” I had one hand on my crotch trying to adjust the cage as it pulled tightly against my balls.

“Hahaha. Yes! One point for me, zero for the locked up loser!” Gwen celebrated her victory.

“I’ll pay you back for this, one day.” I threatened.

“Look forward to it. But don’t worry, I was lying about the crotchless panties, I didn’t actually wear them last night.” She admitted.

“I figured.”

Then she added one final teasing comment. “I am wearing them now though!” She snapped the waistband of her tight leggings against her own hip and I saw a brief flash of black lace underneath. I couldn't be sure if she was kidding or not, but that brief glimpse was enough to leave me wondering.

“Would you stop! You’re not helping.”

“Not trying to!” She happily bounced away back to the counter and I prayed we would have enough customers to keep her busy for the next couple of hours. Somehow, I made it through the rest of Saturday’s shift without bursting right through the bars of the cage, but that evening was more of the same restless frustration.

I kept myself as distracted as I could on Sunday and for the first time in my life, I was actually looking forward to seeing Serena at work on Monday. I just hoped she didn’t forget the key. I would also need to remember to fill her in on the Rebecca situation before they next crossed paths.

I was the first to arrive at the shop on Monday so I opened up and waited for Serena to arrive, hoping that her emergency didn’t keep her away for too long. To my great relief, Serena arrived a few minutes before opening time. My cock seemed like it was as happy to see her as the rest of me was. Like just knowing that she had the key was a reminder of how horny I had been.

“Serena! Hey.” I greeted her way too enthusiastically and she gave me a weird look, like the thought of someone being pleased to see her was a surprise.

“Hey. You seem unusually pleased to see me?” Said Serena.

“Well, yeah. I mean it's been kind of a frustrating weekend.”

Serena gave me a weird look. “Frustrating….oh my god are you still in the cage?!” I blushed. “Hahahaha!” I think that may have been the first time I've ever heard her laugh. “Haha. So the whole weekend you were locked up!?”

“Well, yeah. Obviously. Wait, are you saying you didn’t bring the key with you?” I asked, feeling like I knew the answer.

“No. Funnily enough your little dick wasn’t on my mind this morning.” Said Serena.

“But…But I don’t think I can go another day without…..”

“Without playing with your little pecker? God.” She rolled her eyes as my cock twitched at her demeanor. Something about this just turned me on, despite her teasing.

“Would you stop calling it small? You haven’t even seen it. For all you know I could be hung like a horse.” I replied. Now of course, like most guys, I was definitely not hung like a horse. But I assumed there would be no way Serena would ever find that out.

So I wasn’t expecting her reply. “Oh yeah, so prove it, big guy. Show me that big cock of yours.”

“Serena! What the….No way I’m gonna show my dick.”

“Why not? Scared I’ll see how small it really is?” She had crossed her arms and her face was impossible to read. Was she actually being serious or was this just another way for her to mess with me?

“It’s in a cage right now anyway, thanks to you, so you can’t exactly see it in all its glory.” Glory might have been a strong word.

“Yeah, but I still want to see it. So come on, show me.” I was starting to think she was serious. “If you want that key back, you’re gonna have to play nice.”

There it was, she had me, quite literally, by the balls. “Ya know what, fine. And you call me a perv!” I quickly unbuttoned my pants and lowered them down enough to expose my caged cock and full balls.

Serena stared for a moment as I blushed, watching her face for any reaction. She was looking at my cock intently, almost mesmerized….did she just lick her lips?

“You’re trying to get hard.” She stated, not a question.

“Yeah…wel I’ve been pretty horny all weekend.”

“Yes, but you’re trying to get hard now. Is it because I’m insulting you?”

“What? No! Of course not. I’m just…..horny.”

“Mhmm. Even trying to get hard, it still looks pretty small.” My cock gave a tiny twitch that I hoped Serena didn’t see. “I think the cage you chose is too big, you have too much room to grow. A tiny cock like yours needs a tiny cage.”

To my shame, Serena was actually right. Something about her teasing was turning me on. Her insulting my cock had caused it to twitch against the bars of the cage and I knew she had seen it. I blushed red and could think of nothing to say as I watched Serena’s expression become….hungrier.

“Follow me!” She said it like it was an order and walked straight past me into the store room. It took me a minute to try and calm my heart rate before I pulled up my pants and walked through the curtain.

Serena was fishing through the bag that my chastity cage had originally been in. “Ah-ha. Here we go. This is way more suitable for you.” She was holding up another cage, this one was smaller than the one I was currently wearing and had a hot pink finish. I looked at it in shock. The cage I had on now was frustrating enough and it did actually have room to grow a little. This one would keep my cock squashed up tight with pretty much no room at all.

“I am not wearing that!” I said, but I didn’t even sound convincing to myself.

“Sure you are, your little cock will look much cuter in this cage.”

“Yeah? Well, shame I can’t take this cage off. You forgot the keys, remember?” I replied.

“Oh. You mean these keys?” Serena held up the keys to my cage, dangling them from her fingers. She had them all along!

“The keys! You did bring them!”

“Of course I did, I wouldn’t lose something so important. Now come on. Drop those pants again and I’ll help you get that baby dick into something a little more snug.”

“Y-you’re going to help me?”

“Yes. I know, I’ll actually be touching that tiny cock of yours, must be a dream come true for you. Now hurry up before the store opens.”

I sighed in defeat and dropped my pants again, allowing Serena to insert the key into the lock. Of course, as soon as she removed the cage, my cock climbed to a full erection. Serena stared for a second. “Hm. It doesn’t get much bigger without the cage, does it?”

“Hey! Would you stop that?”

“Why? You seem to like it or you wouldn’t be so hard right now. But we can’t get you into your new cage when it’s like this. Do you want to take care of it or should I?” I was speechless. Was she actually asking what I think she was?

“Fine. I guess I’ll do it. I’d say make this quick but I don’t think that will be a problem. A little cock like this is almost definitely going to be a quick cummer.”

Before I could protest at all, Serena reached out and grabbed my cock in her hand. She began stroking me quickly, almost clinically. All the teasing and the whole weekend of being locked up left me so desperate I didn’t even stop to take in the fact that Serena was actually jerking me off!

“Come on little guy. Make your little mess for mommy.” I looked down at her hand pumping my cock, seeing how the motion was causing her tits to jiggle inside her top.

Her words and the sight of her in front of me was all it took. Embarrassingly, it must have been less than a minute before I was squirting my load all over the floor in front of me. Serena stepped aside in time to avoid the sticky mess. “Wow. That really didn’t take long, did it?”

“Well I have been locked up all weekend, otherwise…ya know it I don’t usually finish that quickly.”

“Uh-huh. You keep telling yourself that. Now hold still.” Serena grabbed a wipe from somewhere and cleaned me off, quickly and efficiently. If she found it weird to be handling my cock at all she didn’t show it. The cold wipe helped my cock shrink down even more, which helped because the new cage was incredibly small.

Serena had to push with a little force to get the cage section to meet the ring, but eventually, she managed to insert the barrel lock and get the whole thing locked on.

“There, much better.” She said, standing back to examine my squashed up, pink prick.

“This is a little tight!” A little tight was an understatement. There was pretty much no room to grow at all.

“I think it’s a perfect fit. A tiny cage for a tiny dick.”

“Stop saying that!” I whined.

“Oh relax. Lots of guys have small penises, don’t be so touchy. I think it’s cute. Now I need to go open up. Make sure you clean up your little puddle.” She left me there, staring down at my dick squashed into the small cage. I had to admit, it did look pretty small in that cage. But that was just because it was all squashed up! At least that’s what I was telling myself.

I caught up with Serena and filled her in on my conversation with Rebecca and about the lie I told to hide the real reason I had agreed to the cage. She agreed to go along with the lie for Rebecca's sake if she had to, to my relief.

At the end of the shift we were just in the middle of closing up shop when I asked Serena for the key, I was itching to get the new cage off.

“Are you sure you want it?” She asked.

“Well, yeah. Why would I not want it?” I asked, unsure what her angle was.

“Well, I was just thinking it might be fun for me to hold onto it.”

“Fun for you, maybe.”

“Oh please. I think you enjoyed me having the key but you don’t want to admit it. Just like you don’t want to admit you like it when I tell you you have a tiny dick. I think you enjoy the teasing.”

“I was only turned on earlier because I had been locked all weekend.” I said, but internally I was questioning my own answer.

“Are you sure about that? Here. If you really want the key, take it.” Serena held out the key for me to take but I hesitated. There was a small part of me that actually wanted her to keep it, but I also wanted to go home and fantasize about what had happened earlier.

“It’s okay if you want me to keep it, you know.” I reached out and took the key, but I actually found myself feeling a little sad when I put it in my pocket. I also noticed that Serena looked somewhat disappointed. Did she want me to let her keep it? If so, why did she offer it to me? Why didn’t she just say no to giving me it back? Did I secretly want her to say no?

This internal battle raged on all the way home that afternoon. I was confused by my own fantasies that night as I pleasured myself. Thoughts of Serena making fun of my small cock while she locked it away as I came into a tissue….

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The following morning it took me a while to get back into the small cage before heading to work. Something about the thought of handing the keys back to Serena was turning me on, making it incredibly difficult to squeeze over my cock.

When I got to the shop, I was surprised to see both Gwen and Serena were already there waiting for me.

I greeted them both before asking Gwen what she was doing here.

“Rebecca called me, asked if I could come in. Apparently there's supposed to be a special visitor coming that she wants to impress. She'll be here herself soon.”

So I would be spending the day with Gwen, Serena and Rebecca, all three of them knew that I would be locked in chastity.

Serena caught up with me as I checked on what stock needed replenishing on the shelves. “Is the little guy locked away?”

“No ‘hey, Denis, how are you?” I said, sarcastically.

“Don't get cute with me, shortstop. Rebecca will be here soon so we need to look like we know what we're doing. So hand over the keys.”

“Fine, here.” I dropped the keys into her hand and felt my cock twitch as she tucked them into her back pocket and left without another word.

Rebecca showed up an hour or so after we opened and after greeting the three of us, she gathered us all around the register to tell us why she had come in.

“Okay everyone, today I have a potential buyer coming for what could be a huge, bulk order of stock from our warehouse. I was going to meet her and try to schmooze her with a meal but after I heard about Serena and Denis's little product tester idea, I had a stroke of genius. I've invited her to come down here for a live demonstration of what we offer and I'm gonna need everyone's help,” Rebecca turned to me. “Especially yours, Denis. If this goes well, there will be a nice big bonus on all your paychecks before the end of the week. Everyone understand?”

We all answered in the affirmative but I had to ask. “What is it we're going to be demonstrating?”

“Don't worry, I brought everything we need. If you would kindly go and grab it from my car.”

A few minutes later I was carrying a large trunk from Rebecca's car into the stockroom and dumping it on the floor. Rebecca thanked me before addressing the three of us again.

“Okay. So, Denis, you’re going to be modelling some gear for the buyer when she gets here. Everything we need is in this trunk and I'm going to help you get dressed. It might be a little weird but don't worry, we'll close up the shop before she gets here so no one else need bother you.” Rebecca explained. I was still none the wiser as to what was in the box. “In the meantime, Gwen, Serena, you two can take care of the shop, make sure the place is spotless and the shelves are all arranged properly. We need to look professional. Oh and make sure no one comes back here for a while.” Gwen and Serena disappeared, leaving me to my fate at Rebecca's hands.

“Okay, Denis, are you still wearing that cage from last week?” Rebecca asked when we were alone.

“Umm, yes and no. I'm actually testing out a different one right now.”

“Perfect. In that case, you may as well strip off all your clothes.”

“What? Here? Really?”

“Yes, really. Don't suddenly get all panicky on me now, I need you. Besides, I've already seen what you have going on down there.”

She had a point there I guess, but the smaller and pinker cage was new to her. Regardless, I removed my clothes, everything except my underwear at least.

Rebecca lifted up the lid of the box and all I could see was pink latex. I did not like where this was going!

“Rebecca, what is all this?”

“This will be your outfit for the day.” She stated, matter of factly.

“But this is all….”

“Fetish gear, yes.” She stated, as though it was perfectly normal.

“But it's…”

Rebecca sighed and said, “It's a maids outfit, Denis, not a live alligator. It can't hurt you.”

“But why me? Surely this outfit would look better on one of the girls?”

“The client who is coming today specialises in feminization and sissy training. She will want to see a live demonstration of this outfit. I had this one specially made with some rather unique modifications and it costs quite a bit of money. If we can secure her business it will be worth a fortune to this shop.” Rebecca stared at me pointedly. “And I will be willing to make sure you are rewarded for your efforts. Besides, you're among friends here. It will be fine.”

“Yeah, but-” I was struggling to think of a good excuse that was better than ‘Gwen and Serena will make fun of me’.

“How about I record all your hours from this week at double time?” Now that was a tempting offer. I would effectively be getting a full week's wage for wearing the outfit for a few hours.

“Okay, fine. If it's worth that much to the shop then I guess I'm in.”

“Great! Now lose the boxers. We need to get you dressed.” Rebecca watched as I dropped my underwear, she seemed happy to see the new chastity cage.

“Oh my god that cage is perfect! It's like the stars are aligning. It will go perfect with this outfit. I see you fit nicely into the small cage as well.” Did she really have to add that part?!

Rebecca began lifting the items of the trunk, piece by piece. There was a pair of opaque, pink latex stockings with a white trim at the top which would sit about mid thigh. A matching pair of long gloves in the same material that would probably stop way above my elbows came next, followed by a pair of platform heels in the same pink color. And of course the pięce de resistance….the maids dress itself.

She held it up proudly, much to my horror. The dress was primarily the same pink as the rest of the outfit and made out of the same latex material. The skirt would be held out by a white under layer of latex that would clearly simulate a traditional petticoat. There was a tiny white apron sewn onto the front of the dress with a white trim around the neck and shoulder holes.

Rebecca hung the dress on a nearby shelf and said, “First things first. We need to cover up that little cage of yours.” She reached into the trunk and grabbed a pair of pink, latex panties. She handed them to me and I stepped in, happy to hide my crotch from view. The underwear was incredibly tight as I pulled them into place, with a seam that ran up the middle so I could feel it between my cheeks. The outline of the chastity cage could clearly be seen through the tight material.

“These are a little tight.” I complained.

“They're perfect. Now for the stockings, you may need my help with these.” I sat down and between me and Rebecca we managed to get the incredibly tight stockings all the way up to my thighs. They were so tight they were restricting how much I could bend at the knees.

The gloves came next, again they were so tight they limited my movement. It required extra effort to flex and clench my fingers or bend my arms at the elbow. With the gloves, panties and stockings in place, I assumed it would be time for the dress. I was wrong.

“Okay, now I didn’t quite have time to get a bra made up that would go with the outfit so we're going to have to improvise a little with these.” Then she revealed something I hadn't seen under the pile of pink latex. A pair of rather large breast forms. They wobbled around as she lifted them out of the trunk.

“Are those boobs?” I asked, already knowing what they were.

“Of course, we want the full effect. I have a spray on adhesive that will hold them in place long enough to get the dress on.” Rebecca said, spraying the backs of the breast forms with the adhesive. “Hold still.” She applied the breast forms one at a time, making sure they were sat just right before telling me to hold them in place while she got the dress ready.

It felt incredibly weird for me to be standing there holding a pair of large tits that were glued to my chest. I could feel the fake nipples poking into my palms as I waited. I couldn't resist giving them a little shake.

Rebecca unzipped the back of the latex dress and held it open for me to step inside. I let go of the heavy boobs and put my arms through the shoulders so she could zip me up. I felt her struggle with the zipper but she eventually managed to get it to the top, sealing me inside the tight dress with the short skirt flaring out enough to almost expose my stocking tops. Looking down at myself, all I could see was the two mounds of my false tits with the pink material stretched tight around them. The imprint of the fake nipples could be seen clearly.

“Almost done. You look great, Denis. Really I can't thank you enough for doing this.” I found it hard to believe it looked great at all but it was nice to hear how grateful Rebecca was. Always nice to be in good standing with the boss, right?

“Now we just need to get you into the shoes and you'll be almost done.”

I slowly, carefully sat down so Rebecca could place the shoes on my feet. I had to move carefully already thanks to the tight stockings making bending my knees difficult.

Once the shoes were on my feet, Rebecca helped me to stand up and find my balance. Which took a while. My equilibrium was all off kilter with the tits and heels.

“Take a second to get accustomed to the heels, maybe try a few slow practice steps. We don't want you stumbling around too much when our guest arrives.” As I tried to find my balance in the heels, Rebecca pulled a few more things out of the trunk. It looked like a series of belts in different sizes.

When I had successfully managed more than one or two steps, Rebecca began fastening the belts onto me. There were four small ones that attached to both my wrists and ankles, along with a wider one that fastened around my waist. The final piece went around my neck, a collar. When the belts were all in place, Rebecca had one more trick up her sleeve.

She moved to the back of the suit and did something with the zipper until I heard a small click. The same thing happened at both my ankles and at all of the cuffs/belts I was wearing. When she was finished, all the aforementioned items had been locked onto me. I was sealed inside this costume until Rebecca decided to let me out.

“There we go. No way out. Hahaha.” Rebecca taunted me with a handful of small keys which she dropped into the trunk. Before I could ask how long I would be in this outfit, we heard the chime of the door to the store. “That could be her. Wait here, practice in the heels a little.” Then she disappeared, leaving me standing there, feminized and humiliated as I realized that someone was about to see me in this outfit.

Rebecca was gone for a few minutes, hopefully locking up the store and greeting her friend while I took in all the sensations my new outfit was giving me. I was a bright pink, latex maid….how the hell did this happen?

I kept telling myself that I was doing it for the money, but the pressure in my cage was telling me something different.

“Okay, Denis. Ready for your big debut?” Rebecca asked as she rejoined me in the back. Two things happened, one was my cock trying to break out of its cage at the thought of Gwen and Serena seeing me like this, the other was my heart racing as the reality set in. Someone was going to see me like this!

So, terrified and aroused, I headed carefully through the curtain with Rebecca supporting me.

Three faces stared at me as I tottered out on the heels. First was Gwen, whose hands flew up to her mouth to suppress her laughter. I knew she would not be letting me live this one down, she'd be dining out on this for months.

Then there was Serena, whose eyes locked onto mine and I swear I saw a subtle biting of her lower lip and a slight flush to her cheeks. She was practically devouring me with her eyes and I had to look away, blushing.

And of course there was the third woman in the room. The potential buyer. She was around the same age as Rebecca, maybe a little older and was dressed in a smart suit and blazer with a light blue shirt. She seemed to be appraising me for a long while.

Rebecca broke the silence. “Veronica, this is Denis, our in house product tester who has kindly volunteered to model the outfit for you.” Did I really volunteer?

“H-hi.” My voice shook as I spoke, having no idea how to greet someone in this situation.

“Nice to meet you, Denis. I must say you look quite lovely.”

“Uh, thanks.” I replied.

“Yes. Very lovely.” That was Gwen, still trying to suppress a giggle as Rebecca shot her a look.

Veronica looked me up and down and began walking a slow circle around me making me feel very exposed.

“Please feel free to inspect the suit in as much detail as possible before we discuss the extras.” Said Rebecca.

Veronica reached out and lifted the hem of the dress a little, exposing the stocking tops and the bottom of the shiny panties. “These legs would look great if they were shaved.” She said, almost to herself. “And a little makeup for her face would really complete the look.” Did she just refer to me in the feminine?

“But I must admit the outfit itself is well made. But what sets it apart from other suppliers?” Veronica asked.

“I thought you'd never ask.” Rebecca said, stepping over to me. “I'm sure you've already noticed the padlocks on the dress, plus the zipper is reinforced and with some additional thickness around the joint areas on the stockings and gloves, the wearer has a reduced range of motion, which increases the feeling of vulnerability. But this outfit really shines when you factor in the belt and cuffs combo.” Rebecca moved behind me and took hold of my wrists, bringing them around to my back. I heard a couple of clicks and found that my wrists were now cuffed together behind me.

Rebecca continued her demonstration. “There are small carabiners in each of the cuffs that can be attached together. Easy for anyone else to remove but impossible for the wearer to do so. They can also be attached to various points on the outfit, including the shoulders or the collar for fully customizable restraint positions. For example…” She unclipped my hands and attached one of them to my waist, and the other one to the collar. “I call this one the ‘little teapot’. Haha.”

I realized that with the way my hands were stuck, it did feel a little like the ‘I'm a little teapot’ song pose. I heard Gwen let out a snort of laughter, Serena was still watching hungrily.

The worst part was Rebecca never released me from the little teapot pose as she continued talking. “And, with the addition of a small length of chain, like so.” Rebecca attached a small chain to each of my ankles, further restricting my movement. With the chain in place I would only be able to take short steps. “You can easily hobble their feet as well, making their maid duties more fun for you to watch.”

I tried to relax my arms as Rebecca talked but with the way my wrists were locked it just looked like I was posing for a girly photo.

Veronica reached a hand out towards me and asked, “Do you mind?”

“Errr, no,” I answered, unsure what she was actually asking.

She unclipped my hands from where they were and repositioned them at the waist belt. Now both hands were cuffed to my waist, a more natural pose to be stood in, but still helpless, all I could really do was wiggle my elbows in defense. Veronica then lifted the front of the short dress, exposing the front of the panties with the obvious impression of the cage still visible.

“Will the panties be shipped with the dress also?” Veronica asked.

“Of course, they also have their own fun little addition which I can demonstrate.” Replied Rebecca.

I wasn’t sure what she meant until she pulled out a small remote and clicked a button, causing the front panel of the panties to start vibrating against the cage.

“Haah! MMm, what the?” The vibrations stopped shortly after, leaving my cock twitching desperately.

“The front panel of the panties has a thin layer of electro-transmitters sewn into it. They can be used to send a nice, pleasurable tingle to the wearer's crotch. Happily it seems to work through the cage. Given how tight the underwear is designed to be, we recommend an extra small cage for the wearer, just like our model is wearing.”

I had to close my eyes to shield myself from the humiliation as Rebecca revealed to the whole room that I was wearing an extra small cage. I could see the delight in Gwen’s eyes and was not looking forward to our next shift together.

I desperately wanted to lower the skirt and hide my caged shame from view but with my hands at my waist I just stood there as Veronica examined my crotch. “Could I try something else?” She asked.

I had already come this far, so I agreed to whatever it was. “Sure, why not.”

“Thanks, can you get on your knees for me for a second?” I blushed even more as I knelt down, feeling more and more subservient by the minute. Veronica moved to my ankles and unclipped the short chain. She threaded the chain through a loop at the back of the waist belt before attaching either end back to the ankle cuffs.

The end result was simple but effective. My ankles were now attached close to my ass, meaning I would be unable to straighten my legs or stand up. Veronica released my hands from my waist and gently guided me forwards so that I was on all fours. “Would you mind crawling around a little for me sweetie?”

I sighed but started carefully shuffling forwards across the floor. I heard Gwen giggling openly behind me as I realized that this new position completely exposed my panty covered ass and stocking tops.

“Mmmm, that is a wonderful effect. I’m impressed.” Veronica said.

“Me too!” Gwen said. “Your ass looks great, Denis. Hehehe.”

“Gwen, don’t tease the poor thing.” Rebecca said in a stern voice.

I crawled in a slow circle, feeling the weight of my false tits pulling down on my torso as they swayed around beneath me.

“Well I must say I’m impressed. And I’m definitely interested in buying. Shall we go talk business for a sec?” Veronica said to Rebecca. Rebecca was happy to accept the offer to talk business and she led Veronica through the curtain to the back.

“We’ll be right back, girls, look after Denis. And be nice!” Rebecca said, leaving me to Serena and Gwen.

As soon as Rebecca and Veronica were gone, Gwen released the laughter she had been almost successfully holding in. “Hahahaha, Oh my god I was soooo annoyed when Rebecca asked me to come in today but now I’m so happy I got to see this. Hahaha…And look at those tits!”

“Shut up! I’m just doing it for the money!” I replied.

“Yeah right! I saw your cage twitching in those panties- Oh my god the cage! Rebecca said you were wearing an extra small! Hahahaha.”

“Knock it off Gwen!” I said, trying to sound forceful but I was still trapped on my knees in a latex maids outfit, so I didn’t exactly sound threatening right then.

Serena was quiet as Gwen teased me, watching me with that expression on her face that almost seemed like…lust?

“Would someone please undo these damn chains so I can stand up?” I asked, looking up at the two of them.

“Haha no way. You look way better on your knees. Consider this payback for that time you snuck that dildo into my purse and everyone at the store on the way home saw it! You can stay down there.” Gwen replied, reminding of the prank I had played on her a few weeks ago.

“Oh come on Gwen, that was just a–Ohhhh. Ahh, shit…Wha?” The panties had started buzzing again, distracting me from what I was saying.

I looked around and saw Serena holding the remote. “Rebecca left this…” She said, simply. “Does it feel good?”

“Y-yes. But the cage is… it’s too-”

“Small?” She interrupted.

“I was going to say tight!” I said.

“Hahahahaha.” Gwen continued laughing in glee as my cock twitched in the small cage. “Oh! Oh. Serena, find me a paddle. I wanna spank the sissy maid!”

Thankfully, she never got the chance to spank me as Rebecca and Veronica returned to the front of the store.

“Girls, he’s still on his knees.” Rebecca said.

“She seems to like it.” Veronica said, again referring to me in the feminine. “Well, it was a pleasure doing business with you, Rebecca. You’ll be hearing from me again soon, now I have to get back to my studio. Thanks again for the demonstration.” Veronica turned her attention to me, “And thank you, dear. This look really does suit you, you make a great sissy maid.”

“Thanks.” I said, my face now burning with the humiliation. Somehow, my cock was still twitching and I was starting to think that Serena might have had a point about me enjoying the teasing.

—

Much to Gwen’s disappointment, I emerged from the backroom fully dressed in my own clothes with Rebecca's gratitude for my help making the sale. The only item that remained was the cage, which I still had the keys for having never got the time to hand them to Serena. Rebecca said I could keep the outfit if I wanted as it was just a prototype. I told her no thanks but she left the trunk with everything in it anyway. In case I ‘got tempted’ as she said.

Rebecca thanked Gwen for coming in and helping to prep and left me and Serena to our usual shift. We were kept busy by customers for most of the day so we didn’t really have time to talk much until closing time.

“So…” I started to say. “You were quiet today.”

Serena just looked at me. “So?!” She said, sounding offended for some reason.

“So nothing. I was just saying. I thought you might have had something to say about….you know.”

“And what would you like me to say?”

“Nothing. Jeeze, I was just saying. Not everyday you get to see me dressed up as fetish maid.”

“I know….It’s a shame.” She replied, quietly, almost to herself.

“A shame?”

Her head snapped in my direction. “Yeah, a shame. You looked hot, okay. God.”

“Hot?! You thought that looked hot?”

“Yes, Denis. I thought it was hot. We work in a fetish shop, is it soooo shocking to you to think I might actually have a fetish?! I thought it was a sexy look on you. Just take the compliment, fuck.” Serena turned and headed for the door, I couldn’t believe she actually thought I looked hot. Serena, the girl who I had been checking out for months of working here thought I looked hot.

I decided to do something stupid. “Serena, wait.” She stopped and turned.

“What?!”

I acted before I really thought about it, before I could back out and convince myself it was a bad idea. “Here.” I pulled out the keys to my chastity cage and tossed them to her. “Hang on to these for me.”

Serena caught the keys and I saw the flicker of a smile run across her face. She quickly hid the smile, but I could see a new light in her eyes. “Fine. But you better believe you’re going to have to earn these keys back if you ever want to see that tiny little cock again.” She left the store quickly, I could see the new spring in her step as she ran off with the keys to my cock.

I couldn’t help but wonder what I had just gotten myself in for.

End part 2.