Welcome to Week 2! Isola is still taking over my blog, so I’ll just let her get on with it…

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Every so often, we get a young couple who comes in looking for games to play. We do have some, but I feel like someone needs to come out with a game that’s a little kinkier. The ones that are already on the market are fine, but they are pretty tame.

My favorite is the one where you roll dice, and the kinkiest thing on there is spanking. Excuse me as I roll my eyes. There needs to be one that includes all sorts of fun toys and adventures! I suppose the problem is that not everyone has a chest of adult toys available, and it would be cost prohibitive to include the toys, but whatever. Maybe I should create a game…

But those are thoughts for another time.

One particular customer was the most memorable when looking for a game. She came in one day with a guy when the store was deserted. He looked so ashamed, not making eye contact, practically hiding from me so he didn’t have to look at me. She made a quick circuit of the store, her heels clicking along the floor, and then she approached me.

“Excuse me,” she said.

“Yes, may I help you?” I replied with a smile. I watched her companion out of the corner of my eye, but he was still shying away from me.

“I’m looking for a game,” she said.

“Anything in particular?” I asked.

“No,” she said, but I could hear the hesitation in her voice. I gave her time to continue, and I was not disappointed. Her voice dropped to a whisper, even in the empty store. “I am working on training a new submissive here,” she said as she indicated the guy she brought in with her, “and I am looking for some ice breaking type activities.” She smiled in his direction. “He’s just so nervous. I thought a game might help him out.” Although in her heels the two were about the same height, his cowering made him look shorter.

I nodded, “That sounds like a great idea. Let me show you what we have.”

I took her over to the few games on the shelves, and she looked them over. I watched her push her blond hair behind her ears as she concentrated on reading the game descriptions. I recommended one that had at least a little kink in it, and she read the back. “I’ll take it,” she said.

I’ll never forget the look of curiosity mixed with apprehension on the submissive’s face as they left with their purchase.

But that’s not the last time I see them. Come back for more in S is for Strap On!

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