"It's better than working atMcDonalds," her coworker said.
Actually, Tori found that working at a men's shoe store wasn't all that bad as far as retail jobs went, it just wasn't her idea of a fun Friday night.
Her coworker had changed into a sexy outfit and was putting on makeup in preparation for a big date. "Thanks for closing up tonight Tor,” she said.
"No problem. Have fun.... hope you get some."
"Me too!" she said with a laugh.
A blue Mercedes pulled up in front of the shop and honked.
"He's here! Have a good night!" she said as she ran out the door.
Tori waved good-bye and slumped back over the counter again. She wished her plans for tonight included something more exciting than watching cable and braiding her cousin's hair.
"When did my life became so damn boring?" she wondered.
It was 8:45 and the store was basically tidy. All Tori would need to do is vacuum and count the drawer and she could be out the store by 9:15 . She had the keys to the front door in her hand, ready to lock up when a customer walked in.
"Damn..." she said under her breath.
Although he was incredibly handsome and Tori had nothing better to do tonight, she still wanted to leave on time. It was just the principle of the matter. Plus she had a bus to catch.
"Hi Sir. Welcome to Martin's Shoe Store. I don't want to rush you, but we are closing in ten minutes," Tori said with a forced smile.
He raised an eyebrow at her. "I'll try not to feel rushed," he said.
Despite his good looks and perfect build, Tori was feeling increasingly annoyed as he browsed the isles at a leisurely pace.
"Can I help you with anything?" she asked impatiently.
"I'll let you know," he said.
"Well, I'm going to go ahead and lock up so nobody else comes in." Tori flipped over the open/closed sign and turned off the front display lights. She couldn't count the drawer until the last customer was rung up and this guy was taking his own sweet time about it. She was pissed; even the most stubborn customers usually left when the front display lights were shut off. Tori had to admit that under different circumstances she would probably be falling all over this guy. He was tall, brown-skinned and just about the right age for her (she never liked men her own age... too immature), and he had that large build she always looked for in a man. He was definitely hot.
"I'd like to see this in a 12 & 1/2 wide," he said, placing a brown leather casual shoe on the counter.
"OK... Have a seat. I'll be back in a sec," Tori went into the back storeroom. It took her a while to find his size but she finally returned and found him seated on the bench near the back of the shop. She knelt down in front of him and was pleasantly surprised to find he had on clean, dry, odor-free socks. Some of the men who came in were less vigilant in the foot hygiene department. Tori was often hit with an odor she could best describe as being similar to the smell you get when a rodent dies in your walls. For this reason, she generally let the customer put their shoes on themselves. But she decided she wouldn't mind putting this man's shoes on. She loosened the laces, opened the shoe and propped it against her thigh for him to step into.
"Thank-you," he said smiling down at her.
Kneeling at the feet of a strongly built, attractive man always made Tori feel somewhat excited, although she wasn't exactly sure why... Something about the submissive nature of it always made her feel a bit tingly below the waist.
Finally he stood up and took a few steps in his new shoes. He examined them from a few different angles in the mirror.
"They look really good!" Tori said. She remained seated on the floor by his chair waiting for him to return.
"You're not just telling me that to get me out quicker?" he asked.
"No," she said laughing, "They look really nice on you."
"I'm more concerned with how they feel. I spend a lot of time on my feet," he explained.
"Oh yeah... me too," she said from her location on the floor.
He sat down and waited for Tori to remove the new shoes.
"I really like these. In fact," he said, "I like them so much I think I'll take a second pair in black if you have them."
"I'm pretty sure we do," Tori said, getting to her feet. She headed back into the storeroom again. She was able to find one pair in his size but they were on a shelf just outside of her reach. She'd have to get the stepladder.
"Do you want me to get those for you?" he asked.
Tori hadn't heard him come into the back room at all.
"Sir, customers aren't allowed back here," she said, suddenly feeling a bit nervous and vulnerable.
"I promise I won't tell your boss," he said, "Just point to the box and I'll grab it."
Tori stepped to the side and pointed to the shoes. At 6'3 he easily reached up to the shelf, took his shoes and carried the box back to the register.
"You said you're on your feet most of the day... What do you do?" Tori asked as she rung him up.
"Law enforcement," he answered.
"Oh..." she smiled. Tori definitely had a thing for cops.
"Most of the police officers that come here buy the tactical gear." She pointed to the shelves near the front of the shop holding a large display of black work boots and shoes.
"I don't wear a uniform," he said with a halfcocked smile that Tori was really starting to enjoy looking at.
"Undercover?" she asked.
"Well... something like that." The smile again.
Tori tilted her head to the side and gave him her best I-hope-you're-not-married smile and said, "That will be $126.47. Cash or charge?"
She had him pegged for an American-Express kind of guy.
"Actually," he said, "neither."
He moved his hand to the counter and Tori's heart skipped a few beats when she realized he was holding a gun, and she was being robbed. Her eyes widened as a million thoughts ran through her mind. She had to trigger the silent alarm but she was paralyzed with fear.
“Oh my God,” she whispered over and over.
"Tori, what I want you to do," he said slowly, "is pull out the cash drawer and carry it into the back office. I'll be right behind you. Understand?"
"Yes Sir," she said as her eyes filled with tears. Somehow she managed to open the register despite how badly her hands were shaking. Her eyes darted to the invisible alarm.
"I disconnected the alarm while you were in the back," he said, "Just do what I tell you to do, and you'll be fine, alright?"
She nodded yes and carried the tray of cash to the back office. Once they were inside he shut the door behind them and ordered her to kneel in the middle of the office floor. He removed a roll of black electrical tape from his jacket pocket and started winding it around Tori's wrists and elbows from behind.
"Please don't kill me!" she pleaded.
"I'm not going to kill you, but if you start screaming I'm going to have to gag you," he said calmly as he taped her ankles together. Once she was completely secure he sat down at the desk with the tray of cash.
"Don't take any of this personally, OK?" he said, "This is just business."
He emptied out the cash drawer, wrapped the bills together tightly and placed them into his inner jacket pocket.
"Now, I need you to tell me where your boss keeps all of his shipping receipts."
"Over there," Tori nodded toward a small black file cabinet in the left corner of the room, "The folder is labeled shipments".
He started searching through the cabinet.
Tori had always wondered if there was something illegal going on with her boss. The shoe store only sold about two or three hundred dollars worth of merchandise a day yet the owner was obviously a millionaire.
Once the files he needed were located he folded them up and stuffed them into his jacket pocket with the bundled money.
"Were going to make this look like a robbery, OK? That way you won't get accused of stealing the money. You can give the police my exact description but I want you to tell them I had a Hispanic accent. And you are to make no mention of the files I've taken. Do you understand Tori?" he asked.
"Yes Sir," she said fearfully.
"I know you live on Easton Street . I know your mother lives on 23rd. Your little sister's dormitory is a few blocks away from your best friend’s house. Make sure you follow my instructions, OK?"
She nodded yes. She was crying too hard to talk.
"I'm going to leave you tied up but I'll turn on the silent alarm on my way out and I'll wait in the parking lot until the police arrive so I know they found you."
"I thought you were a cop," she said between sobs.
"I'm a law enforcer. You don't need to know more than that." he replied, "If you follow my instructions, you'll be rewarded handsomely. Your sister's rent and tuition for the next three years will be paid in full. You won't have to work this bullshit second job anymore to support her."
It was all too much for Tori to comprehend right now but she would agree to anything right now just to get out of there alive.
He got down on one knee in front of her.
"You are a beautiful girl Tori," he said, brushing her hair away from her face, "You deserve better than what your getting in life."
She broke down into tears again.
"I'd tell you to stop crying, but honestly I think you look even more beautiful when you're crying... Did anyone ever tell you that?" he whispered in her ear, pressing his face against her wet cheek. He turned toward her and their lips brushed together for a moment.
"Please don't..." she whimpered, but she knew he wouldn't stop and deep inside she didn't really want him to stop. Being tied up like this made Tori feel exposed and defenseless, but it was also making her extremely wet. Every nerve ending in her body was tingling. Adrenaline was pumping through her veins. She felt alive again.
He grabbed her by her forearms and pressed his mouth against hers, kissing her deeply and biting her quivering lower lip. She couldn't help but kiss him back, it was as if her own body was betraying her.
"Keep begging and maybe I'll stop," he said.
He kissed her neck several times and then bit down firmly. Tori tried to pull away from him but there was nowhere for her to go and he yanked her back against him.
"Don't ever pull away from me," he growled and he slapped her hard across her left cheek stunning her into silence.
He placed both his large hands over her breasts and pinched her nipples tightly through the thin fabric of her blouse.
"Pleeeeeease...." she sobbed. Her pleas for mercy only serving to make him even more excited.
"Keep begging," he said as he got to his feet. He stood directly over her and slowly started unbuttoning his pants.
"Oh God!" Tori cried out, "Please don't do this to me!"
He unzipped his pants and pulled out his stiff cock. It must have been at least seven inches already, and as he stroked it, it began to grow even larger. He moved closer until his dick was just outside her lips.
"Open your mouth Princess," he said.
Tori was trembling and crying yet she did as she was told. He tilted her chin up with his left hand and stroked himself with the other, rubbing the head of his dick against her full lips.
"Are you going to follow my instructions Tori?" he asked.
"Yes Sir, I promise!" she replied just before he pushed several inches of himself into her mouth.
"I don't want to have to hurt you Tori, but I will if you leave me no other choice," he said softly. He grabbed the back of her head and shoved his cock deep into her mouth until it was inside her throat.
Tori choked on him. She was coughing and gasping for air when he pulled out.
"I can't breath!" she said frantically.
He told her to open her mouth wide again. The frightened look on her face was pushing him over the edge. He couldn't hold back anymore and had an incredibly strong orgasm. His cum splashed over Tori's lips and tear-streaked face but most went directly into her open mouth. He leaned against the desk to steady himself.
"Swallow," he ordered, "Lick your lips clean too."
She obeyed him without question.
“You are such a good girl,” he murmured while zipping his pants back up, “So obedient. It's going to be extremely difficult for me to stay away from you Tori… extremely difficult."
He knelt down again to wipe a bit of cum off her face, gave her a soft kiss on the cheek, and then stood to leave.
"I've been watching you for a while now Tori," he said, "I know you aren't getting what you need out of life."
She stared up at him with big brown eyes that seemed to look right into his soul. A part of him couldn't bear to leave her tied up alone in the office... but he had to go.
"There are so many things I'd like to do to you Tori."
He stared down at her a few seconds longer, knowing this would probably be the last time he ever saw her and then left. The police showed up 18 minutes later.
Tori never returned to her job at the shoe store and two weeks later her boss, Martin, turned up dead at his Englewood Cliffs mansion. Police said it appeared to be a professional hit but they were never able to find any connection between the robbery and his murder. In the mean time Tori had developed a serious bondage fetish which eventually caused the breakup with her boyfriend who couldn't understand her desire to be bound with electrical tape and throat fucked.
THREE MONTHS LATER
It was a Saturday night and Tori was just getting ready for bed when there was a knock at her apartment door. Somebody had left a single flower and a envelope on her doorstep.
The note read: "I need to see you again Tori. Leave your door unlocked tonight if you're interested."
Tori left the door slightly ajar, lay down on her bed, and waited…