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Paula woke up with her head feeling heavy. The last thing she remembered was that she'd been taking her coffee at the shopping mall's Starbucks Cafe. The next thing...

She was lying on the floor. It looked like she was in a shop: there were items on display, a gaudy collection of... handcuffs, ball gags, and other toys.

I am in an adult shop, Paula realized in a flash, what am I doing here? Trying to move, she felt that her wrists were bound on her back, and that her legs were tied together as well. Something big seemed to fill her mouth, preventing her to scream for help. Worse still, the cold air on her skin added to her panic as it appeared that she was only wearing her panties.

Two men were talking above her head.

"Did you receive the outfit?" one man asked.

"Oh yes, everything to make the lady quite happy!"

She had been abducted, Paula thought. What the hell was going on?

That became quickly clear. The shop clerk handed over a leather item that Paula recognized as an old fashioned corset. Simply ignoring that the woman was conscious again, the second man positioned the stiff material around her waist and chest. Cup shaped appendices pushed her breasts upward, barely covering her breasts. The feeling of constriction increased, when the men started pulling on the laces. Paula could feel the corset close up and settle tight --very tight-- around her body, forcing her to breath in shallow gasps.

An arm binder followed. Her captors worked the stiff material slowly up her arms towards her shoulders, forcing her elbows further and further together and pushing her breasts even more outward. She closed her eyes, when she felt her nipples harden against the solid touch of the leather.

Still not completely awake, Paula tried to move away from the man's hands. But her attempts to resist, feeble under the lingering effects of the drug, were simply ignored by the two men.

Straps from the armbinder crossed her chest and another one was pulled down between her legs and settled in her crotch. She felt the leather tighten, welding her arms to her back.

More leatherwork. A large stiff collar was buckled around Paula's neck, forcing her head up. A mask was pulled down over her head, covering her eyes and nose. Fortunately the darkness was only temporary as the mask had holes cut out for the eyes.

Suddenly Paula had the cloth gag pulled from her mouth. But before she could scream or protest, it was replaced by a new one, a pear shaped object that filled her mouth completely and pushed her tongue down. The woman felt that straps were buckled under her chin and behind her head, securing the head covering and the new gag in place.

Finally a hard, round piece of wood was pushed between Paula's arms and back. She was lifted up in the air. Working together the men placed the wooden bar on a rack. The leather clad woman felt herself swinging slowly back and forth. Hands grabbed her feet and pulled them up in the direction of her buttocks, where they were strapped in place.

"Great, great, you have outdone yourself there, Rinaldo."

* * *

A few minutes later the two men abandoned their prisoner, leaving her as the center piece in the adult shop's window. Of all the men and women passing by the shop and stealing a secret glance at the lifelike mannequin on display there, how many would notice that she could move her eyes?

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Paula woke up with her head feeling heavy. The last thing she remembered was that she'd been taking her coffee at the shopping mall's Starbucks Cafe. The next thing...

She was lying on the floor. It looked like she was in a shop: there were items on display, a gaudy collection of... handcuffs, ball gags, and other toys.

I am in an adult shop, Paula realized in a flash, what am I doing here? Trying to move, she felt that her wrists were bound on her back, and that her legs were tied together as well. Something big seemed to fill her mouth, preventing her to scream for help. Worse still, the cold air on her skin added to her panic as it appeared that she was only wearing her panties.

Two men were talking above her head.

"Did you receive the outfit?" one man asked.

"Oh yes, everything to make the lady quite happy!"

She had been abducted, Paula thought. What the hell was going on?

That became quickly clear. The shop clerk handed over a leather item that Paula recognized as an old fashioned corset. Simply ignoring that the woman was conscious again, the second man positioned the stiff material around her waist and chest. Cup shaped appendices pushed her breasts upward, barely covering her breasts. The feeling of constriction increased, when the men started pulling on the laces. Paula could feel the corset close up and settle tight --very tight-- around her body, forcing her to breath in shallow gasps.

An arm binder followed. Her captors worked the stiff material slowly up her arms towards her shoulders, forcing her elbows further and further together and pushing her breasts even more outward. She closed her eyes, when she felt her nipples harden against the solid touch of the leather.

Still not completely awake, Paula tried to move away from the man's hands. But her attempts to resist, feeble under the lingering effects of the drug, were simply ignored by the two men.

Straps from the armbinder crossed her chest and another one was pulled down between her legs and settled in her crotch. She felt the leather tighten, welding her arms to her back.

More leatherwork. A large stiff collar was buckled around Paula's neck, forcing her head up. A mask was pulled down over her head, covering her eyes and nose. Fortunately the darkness was only temporary as the mask had holes cut out for the eyes.

Suddenly Paula had the cloth gag pulled from her mouth. But before she could scream or protest, it was replaced by a new one, a pear shaped object that filled her mouth completely and pushed her tongue down. The woman felt that straps were buckled under her chin and behind her head, securing the head covering and the new gag in place.

Finally a hard, round piece of wood was pushed between Paula's arms and back. She was lifted up in the air. Working together the men placed the wooden bar on a rack. The leather clad woman felt herself swinging slowly back and forth. Hands grabbed her feet and pulled them up in the direction of her buttocks, where they were strapped in place.

"Great, great, you have outdone yourself there, Rinaldo."

* * *

A few minutes later the two men abandoned their prisoner, leaving her as the center piece in the adult shop's window. Of all the men and women passing by the shop and stealing a secret glance at the lifelike mannequin on display there, how many would notice that she could move her eyes?