House Slut - S01 E39

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House Slut - S01 E39

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 39

Angus Takes Tegan To A Sex Shop To Obtain Some Supplies.

“Evenin’ lass.”

Moments after Tegan returned to her room to towel off, Angus appeared in the doorway, apparently having arrived home and had time to change while she’d been showering with Brandon as he was dressed in jeans and a t-shirt rather than his suit.

“Hey Angus.” She casually continued drying herself while Angus leaned against the frame ogling her. “What’s up? How was your day?”

“Och, fine, just fine.”

There was a long silence while Tegan finished drying herself off then hung up her towel, adjusting her damp hair then turning to face Angus, a hand resting on her cocked hips as she stood before him, almost defiantly as she waited for him to make a move on her.

“Y’might want tae get dressed, lass. Nawt that I object, but you might. We’re goin’ shopping.”

“Shopping?”

“Yeh ‘ve done yeh research into what you’ll need to be an effective dominatrix, aye?”

“Oh, yeah. I have actually.”

“Ah figured. So I thought I’d accompany you to a nearby adult emporium so as we can get the items yeh’ll need.”

“You’re getting the tab for this right?”

“Aye, ah’ll sort it out.”

“Alright then.” Tegan went to her clothes rack and took off one of her light dresses. Even though it was evening the weather was quite mild and she didn’t want to feel too warm. She picked up a pair of panties and Angus interjected.

“Ah’d be obliged if yeh skipped those. Just fer my amusement?”

Tegan pursed her lips thoughtfully then shrugged, putting them back in the drawer. The last time she’d left the house without underwear on she’d accidentally given some local delinquents a peek under her dress and drawn some unwanted attention until Trevor intervened. At least this time Angus would be with her, and he was sufficiently intimidating that she wasn’t worried about getting into trouble should the unfortunate occur again. She slipped into the dress and zipped it up at the side, careful to keep the zip away from her skin, then adjusted the fit to ensure it properly covered her chest in spite of the extreme plunge of the neckline, before sliding her feet unto some lightweight sandals.

“Are we going now?” she queried.

“Ready when yeh are.” Angus stepped backwards out of the doorway, gesturing towards the front of the house. As they walked through the living room together Angus called out to the others “Jus’ takin’ tae slut for a walk.” And Tegan playfully slapped his arm. For some reason Angus’ blunt vulgarity was hard to be offended by. Maybe it was the accent.



A half hour drive in Angus’ aging SUV later, they arrived in a quiet area. The usual stores were closed but typically the adult store was open. Garish pink signage with black lettering extolling the delights found up the narrow staircase it framed shone like a beacon to the local perverts. Tegan eyed the doorway with some nervousness.

“I’ve never been in a sex shop before.”

“It’s nowt to worry about. I know the owner, decent bloke, said he’d cut me a deal. Yeh don’t have tae be a total degenerate to sell rubber dicks...”

“But it helps?” Tegan finished, smirking.

“…Aye. It might.”

“Does he know? Y’know, about…”

“Our arrangement? He doesnae care about people’s little peccadilloes, he’s seen it all.”

“That’s not a no.”

“He may know we’re involved. A casual arrangement, not exclusive. Nowt other than that.”

“Hm. Ok, well, let’s go in before I chicken out.” She popped the door and slid out, careful to ensure she didn’t snag her dress on anything and accidentally expose herself, not that there was anyone else in the street at the moment anyway. Angus likewise stepped out and locked the car, meeting Tegan at the stairs and escorting her up into the store.

The inside was not the seedy sex dungeon she had expected. The store was brightly lit so as to better display the wares in their packaging. Most of the floorspace was given over to an impressive array of toys and costumes, with a surprisingly small section for DVDs and magazines with a couple of guys browsing it. She supposed there wasn’t much market for them anymore given anyone could access anything instantly on their phones. In a back corner a doorway was sectioned off with a “No Admittance” sign slung across it. As she turned to take it all in she finally noticed the front counter just inside the door, where a man sat on a stool leafing through a battered-looking novel. Presently he looked up from his book and nodded to her and Angus.

“This your friend, MacGyver?” He said, bypassing introductions in a rough British accent. He was stocky like Angus but his fitted t-shirt made him seem more muscular. Dark-skinned and seemingly African in appearance but Tegan was socially aware enough not to presume he hailed from that continent. His head was shaved and it suited him well. Tegan glanced sideways at Angus.

“MacGyver? I thought your last name was-“

“A joke, lass. Ah tried tae fix a car with improvised materials and it failed spectacularly. Tyrone here never let me live it down.”

“And my name isn’t Tyrone neither,” the man added “No story behind that one. He just calls me that because I’m black and he’s a piece of shit.”

He turned to Tegan and offered his hand over the counter.

“Simon.”

“Tegan.” Tegan admitted, taking his hand. Simon turned his hand so his hand was below hers, as if he were going to kiss the back of it, but didn’t actually do it. She assumed this was some kind of show of deference to her, though she didn’t understand it. “Nice to meet you Simon.”

“Oh I bet Angus here told you all kind of horrible stories about his friend the pornographer on the drive over.”

“Actually he said you were a decent bloke.”

“That’s exactly the kind of shit I’m talking about.” Simon pointed accusingly at Angus “You can’t go filling the poor girl’s head with that kind of nonsense.”

“Ach.” Angus waved his hand dismissively “yeh’ll live with the shame I’m sure. Now my friend here is here tae browse yer wares. She wants to liven things up, take a bit of a lead role in the bedroom. If yeh take my meaning.”

“Whips and chains et cetera? I follow.” Simon waved at the section with the costumes. “Outfits, cuffs, crops, other accessories over there between the vibrators and the inflatables. Let me know if you have any questions.”

Angus and Tegan walked in the direction indicated, pressing together to pass another man browsing the section, Angus putting his arm protectively around Tegan’s waist and pulling her in towards him, almost possessively. Tegan was unsurprised when he gave her an opportunistic squeeze on her ass once they slipped past, and didn’t react. She was very conscious of the fact she wasn’t wearing anything under her dress and the sexual nature of literally everything in the store. She wondered what the men around her would think if they knew, or if they were already picturing her without her dress on, or if they noticed her at all.

Turning her attention to the shelves she looked at the items on display, trying to ignore that the majority of the corsetry and costumes seemed to be deisgned with a bustier woman in mind. She took down a couple of different crops and slapped them thoughtfully against her palm, glancing at Angus out of the corner of her eye as she did so to gauge his reaction. To his credit, he wasn’t giving anything away. After a few minutes of browsing Angus touched Tegan lightly on the shoulder.

“Ah just have to check something with Simon, yeh’ll be ok here by yourself?”

“You’ll only be like twenty feet away.” Tegan replied chidingly “What could possibly happen?”

Angus smirked at her and walked back over to Simon and Tegan turned back to the merchandise. There was a red vinyl corset she thought would fit and accompanied by some fishnet stockings would be rather striking. A crop was definitely in order, as well as some more lightweight toys meant for tickling. She passed over the cuffs noting they already had several pairs at home but opted to buy a length of soft rope that could be fun to play with. She hadn’t really figured out the details yet but seeing the options in front of her was giving her ideas as she added smaller items to a nearby basket. There were some high-heeled half-boots that she felt would add some height and maybe make her intimidating act a bit more believable and as she bent over to pick them up she felt a heavy slap on her ass, standing upright with a surprised yelp which had all heads turn momentarily in her direction. She slapped his arm again when she realized it was just Angus, having crept up on her while she shopped.

“Don’t surprise me like that!” she rebuked in a loud whisper.

“Aw, don’ be like that lass.” Angus said gently. “Did yeh think some random creep had taken advantage?”

“I’m just trying not to draw too much attention. I’m the only woman in here, in case you hadn’t noticed.” Tegan glanced nervously around.

“Aye, I had at that.” Angus said as he put his hand on her chest and slid his hand under the flap of material covering her left breast. When she didn’t resist or say anything he slid his hand over her breast, gently pinching her nipple between two fingers.

“Don’t.” Tegan said, softly.

“Are yeh sure?” Angus queried.

Tegan didn’t immediately respond. She glanced around to see if anyone was paying them attention, which they weren’t. Angus continued to grope her tit under her dress.

“We… we shouldn’t. Not here.” She said, trying to keep her voice to a whisper.

“Why not?”

“They’ll see.” Tegan nodded her head in the direction of the men on the other side of the store.

“Does that really bother yeh?”

“Our arrangement is supposed to be a secret.”

“Yeh don’t know these people, they don’t know yeh.” Angus pressed as he used his hand to push aside the flap of fabric to begin to expose her breast. Tegan grabbed his wrist to make him stop, but she didn’t pull his hand away.

“C’mere.” Angus said. Slipping his hand from inside her dress he took her by the wrist and dragged her through the curtain at the back of the store, disregarding the no admittance sign. As her eyes adjusted to the low light she realized they were in a narrow corridor rather than the back office she’d expected to see, all the walls and floors were painted black and there were several doorways along the wall on one side.

“What is this place?”

“Privacy.” Angus said simply as he led her through the closest open door. Inside was a small booth with a bench against one wall and a small flatscreen monitor with a remote control in a holster next to it. The lighting in here was even worse.

“Is this a peep show booth?” Tegan asked, mollified by her new surroundings.

“Aye, sort of. Guys can come in here for a little alone time, usually if they want to try out a new movie. It’s nowt as popular these days what with tae internet ‘n’ all.” He gestured at the wall opposite the door. “Sometimes there’s a live show on tae other side o’ tae glass. One-way glass.”

“The sign said no admittance.”

“Aye, tha’s for tae hoi polloi. Nae friends of Simon.” Angus pushed Tegan against the wall and slipped his hand under the skirt of her dress, running his fingers up her thigh until he found her crotch with his hand, cupping her sex. She knew he would feel the heat radiating from her, knew his probing fingertips would find her already growing wet. She was going to let him fuck her in a grimy porno store peep show booth, and she was going to enjoy it.

Angus pressed up against her, pinning her to the wall with his body.

“Ahm cashing in my win.” He murmured in her ear. Tegan took a moment to realise what he meant. The bet. She shook her head.

“You don’t have to.”

“Aye lass, ah do. Because ahm nae gonnae fuck yeh in here.”

“You want me out… out there?”

“Nae. Yeh’ll stay in here.”

“I don’t understand.” Tegan said, though she didn’t really believe that. Understanding was beginning to dawn on her.

“Simon, he runs a private club. Very discreet. Members all properly vetted and regularly screened.” Angus paused to let that sink in before continuing. “He hosts a variety of different events, sometimes here, sometimes elsewhere. At this location, these booths also double as glory holes.”

“Glory…” Tegan stared at Angus is disbelief “You want me to…” she couldn’t finish the sentence.

“Aye. Sometimes Simon might get a local working girl tae do it. Sometimes just a volunteer.” Angus paused “They’re usually paid well, fer each guy.”

“I’m not some streetwalker.” Tegan spat.

“Ahm nae suggesting yeh are, lass.” He stroked her hair and she turned her head away from him in resistance. “But yeh do presently owe me. Second, Simon will cover our little shopping trip…”

“That you said you’d pay for!” Tegan growled, cutting him off.

“That ah said ah’d sort out, and ah am.”

“By trading me like a cheap whore.”

There was a long silence where Angus didn’t respond. Tegan felt offended and ashamed. She struggled to believe Angus would just expect that she’d sink so low. She wanted to push him away, walk out of the store, and find her own way home. But something kept her from doing so.

“Ah see this isnae gonnae work out.” Angus took a step back. “Maybe I pushed yeh too far.”

“Oh, you think?”

“Ah’ll go tell Simon to move to plan B an’ we’ll slip out quiet.”

“What? Plan B?”

“Aye, he always has a plan B. He calls in the backup girl, we pay for our goods and we leave.”

“Just like that?”

“Jus’ like that.”

Angus pushed the door open and stepped out.

“Wait.” Tegan was shaking. It took her a few seconds to realise, as Angus stepped back in and stared at her blankly, that it had been her that said it. She realised that despite how much she hated Angus for pushing her to this, expecting this degrading act of service, she was seriously considering it. “If I were to do this, and I’m not saying I am, what’s involved?”

Angus took a while to respond.

“Yeh’d stay in here, by yehself. The men would enter the side booths, an-“

“I understand the mechanics of a fucking glory hole, you prick. I mean… how many? Those three guys out there? Are they all clean?”

“Aye, they’re clean. Vetted by Simon. But it would be more.”

“How many more?”

“Maybe ten. Maybe fifteen in all. It depends who actually shows.”

“Fifteen?!” Tegan repeated incredulously.

“Aye.”

There was another long silence.

“And what do I get out of this?”

“Some free toys. A little extra cash. Ah no longer have my free pass. Yeh have an experience like you never imagined.”

“I want more.”

“What?”

“I want the prize from the bet. I want a free pass to make you do whatever I want, as if I’d won the original bet. Same terms.”

Angus considered her for a long time, then shrugged. “Deal. So yeh’ll do it?”

“I’m still thinking about it.” Tegan seethed. “What are you getting out of this?”

“Well ah plan to be one of the blokes on tae other side of the wall fer a start.”

Tegan rolled her eyes. She hadn’t even considered he’d put her up to this and also be one of the patrons.

“Ok, but I meant bigger picture. Does it get you off thinking about it? Knowing it’s me, specifically?”

“Aye. Very much so.”

There was another long pause.

“Give me five minutes.” Tegan said. “If I haven’t come out in five minutes, send in the first guy.”



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