[Fiction] The Office Strip

[John332]

"First, get over the idea that you have any choice about this. You don't know enough about programming to undo what I've set in motion and I don't believe you know anyone who knows more than what I know. You're completely mine tonight. Do exactly as I say and you'll be free. Show some initiative and I might just let you back into the fold."

"Second, I assume you're in town. If you're not, then you're in trouble because the first thing you'll do is go outside and use a public urinal. A really public one, like by Leicester Square. Third, go and buy one sex toy from as many sex shops as you can in the next forty five minutes. I'll call you back in exactly fifty minutes and ask you for the number. That number will be inversely proportional to the number of times I ask Emma here to edge. In her office."

He hung up and a shiver went up my spine. I said hurried goodbyes and rushed along the road to a public urinal I hoped was still there by Leicester Square. It was - although there were crowds of tourists not far away. Pushing myself as close to it as possible and trying to ignore the smell and the people nearby, I pulled out my dick and willed myself to pee. Some people stared and I felt like they could see my dick, even though they probably couldn't. The problem was, I'd not been for a while and it took a little bit of time, my cheeks getting more crimson by the minute.

Eventually, thankfully, I finished, pulling my knob inside my trousers, zipping them up and running in the direction of Soho.

[FrenchPlayer]

Great, waiting for more

[John332]

You might think, if you've been reading this story for a while, that I'm the kind of guy who goes into a lot of sex shops. I'm really not. I felt embarrassed buying underwear. It's one thing doing crazy stuff in empty parks, deserted manors or cottages in the countryside, but it's quite another going - or being seen - going into sex shops in the centre of London. I mean, what if someone I knew saw me?

By the time I reached Anne Summers in Soho, I was out of breath and shaking like a leaf. I stood for a few moments on the other side of the road, chastising myself for being a coward before going in, actually trembling.

Anne Summers is quite dark and generally full of girls, I found, blushing furiously. I stood for a second in the centre of the store before walking through it, trying to find something suitable. Anne Summers is also quite expensive, I found out. I could see girls giving me looks out of the corners of their eyes, girls in pairs or more giggling at me. I laid eyes on a cock ring, and with shaking hands, took it to the counter, trying not to look at the attendant.

"Erm ... do you have another store near here?" I said, staring at the counter

"There's the one on Oxford Street," the girl said. "You might be thinking of that one. Or Brewer Street - we don't have any shops there, but it's just around the corner and has other adult stores on it."

"Oh, yeah, that must be what I'm thinking of," I said. "Thanks."

"No problem," she said and I glanced upwards to see a small smile working at the corners of her mouth. Grabbing my bag, I left the shop, hurrying out.

[Dareholic]

Not bad, keep it up.

[here4younot4me]

Please keep it up. Amazing story.

[John332]

I came out of the shop, wondering if anyone was staring at me and forced myself to walk along the street, suddenly realising I was going the wrong way and made an awkward U-turn. I turned right into another street and suddenly found myself walking along past lapdancing clubs, erotic clothing stores, porno magazine and bookstores and more sex shops.

And yet when I tried to will myself to go into another sex shop, I found myself hesitating. I looked around then cursed myself for looking like the awkward pervert. Could I be any more conspicuous, I wondered, then pushed myself into the next sex shop.

I must have gone through the 'girls' door, because the part I was in was filled with maid's costumes, spandex outfits and pvc. I tried to keep moving as though I knew what I was doing, my eyes flicking nervously from side to side. Thankfully, as I rounded the corner past erotic magazines, I saw something that looked like a dick-sized sex toy, a cylinder like I'd seen at the house party in Kent. I picked it up, and seeing a price tag which didn't make me flinch, took it to the counter, waiting behind another guy, nervously.

I handed it over and the guy at the till looked at me "Have you used one of these before?" he said and I grunted a yes at him, taken by surprise. "Ok," he said. "We get people buying these then forgetting lube as well."

I murmured something about already having some, mentally making a note to buy some - knowing Victor, I might have to actually use all these toys at some stage - then quickly walked out.

[shola]

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[John332]

I'd kind of assumed that it'd get easier after the first ... and then second times, but it really didn't. I came out of the sex shop and bumped into a few Japanese tourists checking a map, blushed furiously and kept walking, heading into the next one two doors down without really looking around.

The next one was a bit more intense than the last - as soon as I walked in, I was greeted by a video on a huge television screen of a man giving a blowjob to another man, with a woman interjecting with hints and tips on technique.

"Are you shopping for yourself?"

I jumped, turning and seeing a female assistant not far away from me.

"Er, yes," I said, again blushing furiously.

"It's ok," she said, winking. "We get a lot of first-timers in here. I won't tell anyone."

She ushered me along away from where a group of people were browsing. "Now, did you want something for your penis, something for your bum, or something else?"

I have absolutely no idea how I got through that conversation, and I could feel myself sweating furiously as I stepped outside clutching a bag with anal beads and a tube of lube inside.

The next two shops weren't any easier either, and by the time I'd done them and my phone rang, I was a nervous wreck, glancing around frantically to see if anyone had seen me.

[John332]

My phone rang loudly as I came out of the last shop, making a few people turn around and look at me. I quickly ducked down a side alley, away from the attention. I could feel wet patches under my arms from rushing around, and the heavy - thankfully unmarked - black bag was starting to get a bit heavy. I swiped my phone and answered

"Hello?" I said

"How many?" Victor grated

"F...f...five," I stuttered

"Good," he said. "You've done well. Now I have another task before I bring you back here. I don't need five sex toys and neither do you. Take the largest, remove it from its bag, but not the box if it has one. Then go and drop it in the middle of Leicester Square. If anyone brings it back to you, you must take it from them."

Then he hung up. I almost went home then. All my dares had kept me more or less anonymous, but this would probably mean someone else seeing what I'd bought. But I couldn't duck out. Not now.

[shola]

Ooooooooo
I love these updates!

I cannoot wait to find out what happened.

[Dareholic]

Nice, keep it up.

[John332]

Trembling, I started to walk towards Leicester Square, taking a few wrong turns before I realised exactly where I was. It was about 11.45pm, and the pubs were starting to leak people who were looking for clubs, making the streets quite crowded.

I clutched my bag and - seeing a deserted alley - ducked down it and pulled out the cock tube, placing it at the top of the bag, within easy each. Then I kept walking, still trembling. I turned down along the crowded street that led into Leicester Square, a huge crowd of people swarming out of a cinema on the side. I joined their ranks, glancing at a girl on my left and an older man on my right. They looked back at me briefly and kept walking.

My pulse quickened as I brought the bag up to chest height. I was thick in the crowd now, people pushing past, but I was also overtaking slower people. As the crowds divided to go around the center of Leicester Square, I pulled out the cock tube and quickly dropped it onto the floor, hurrying on.

"Mate!" a voice rang out. "Mate, you dropped your dildo!"

It was a loud voice. Very loud. I spun around, seeing a group of lads looking at my purchase. I scurried back, seeing people staring. One of them held it out

"Thanks," I said, not looking him in the face, taking it with a shaking hand

"Enjoy," he said, and they all sniggered, then guffawed. Everyone was staring at me. I must have been absolutely crimson.

"Pervert" one of them said, and I quickly turned my back on them and actually ran out of Leicester Square, down an alley.

[John332]

I didn't stop running until I was out of breath and back at Piccadilly Circus where I stopped, out of breath, pausing on a wall and hugging myself. I felt like scum. Dirty pervert, humiliated scum. I shook, trying to compose myself and avoid crying. I just hoped none of those guys had followed me - or that anyone I knew had seen me.

My phone rang and I answered it with hands still shaking.

"Dave," the voice said. "Do not think there is anything you can do to escape me. You are my willing slave tonight and there is nothing you can do to avoid this. One last task and then you must come to Emma's office at this address. You will find a pair of sexy women's knickers and purchase them. You will put them on before reaching the office here in place of your current underwear. But hurry - the last underground train may leave soon and if you're here after 12.30, I'll start taking it out on Emma."

He hung up. The address he'd given me was in East London. I looked at my watch and broke into a run, wondering if I could sink any lower.

[Dareholic]

"Mate, you dropped your dildo!" ...... How funny.

[Rek U]

I cant believe ive read 28 pages! Just some proof of how good this story is!