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The drive to the store was not too lengthy, and Stacy began to like her temporary guard. Lacy was beautiful and pleasant to talk to, and she did not seem put off that Stacy was in an incarcerated state. Lacy talked a little bit about working with Jim, and Stacy began to be impressed with his practice. It seemed that he had a great deal of work in Mexico, and she wondered why he would take the time out to escort her on an undercover mission to Mexico. It was exciting and dangerous, and he was getting paid, but it did not seem like something that he would get involved in, because Lacy kept referring to insurance work. Stacy almost wished the drive were longer, because she was getting so much information regarding Jim from Lacy.
They arrived at a small neighborhood department store. It was about 11:30 on a Monday morning, and there were not too many cars in the parking lot. Stacy was relieved at this, although being lead around in handcuffs in public was not exactly new to her. They pulled right up to the front door, and Lacy parked, then got out to go around the car to help Stacy out. After Lacy unbuckled the seatbelts, Stacy awkwardly got out of the car. Lacy helped her up by pulling up on her arm. Stacy stood for a moment to gain her balance (which is easily lost to a woman handcuffed and leg ironed), and then Lacy locked the car door and lead Stacy into the department store.
When they entered, they were met with several stares from the men's department on the right, but a nice looking middle aged woman with glasses came up and smiled and said, "How may we help you?"
"I am going to Mexico," said Stacy, "and I need to purchase several outfits."
The sales woman was a little taken aback that the girl in handcuffs was doing all the talking, but Lacy, seeing that Stacy was handling herself well, simply allowed Stacy to continue. "First I'd like to look at a white cotton dress. Do you have anything that is frilly and Victorian?"
"I certainly think that we do. You are about a size seven?" she inqured.
"That's right," said Stacy, knowing that she was the perfect size to be easily fitted.
"Good," said the saleswoman, "please follow me." She lead Stacy to a rack of dresses, and pulled off one that was white cotton, with long sleeves, and a lowcut neckline trimmed with lace. She held it out in front of Stacy. Stacy, handcuffed, reached around to feel the material and to make sure that it did not have the feel of polyester. She nodded, and Lacy also nodded her approval.
Lacy said, "Good, let's gather the things to try on, and then we can try them on all at once."
"That seems practical," said the saleswoman, looking down at Stacy's handcuffs. "Tell me, young lady, are you under arrest?"
Stacy smiled. "I really can't talk about it. I am a witness and..,"
"That really is saying too much," Lacy broke in. "She is under my custody at the moment, and it is my job to assure that she arrives safely and with a proper wardrobe. Which brings us back to business."
"Of course," said the saleswoman quickly, both sensing that she was involved in a matter that was none of her business, and also sensing that she was going to quickly make a larger than average sale. "What else did you have in mind"
"She would like a smart silk blouse and dark skirted suit," said Lacy.
"Well, we happen to be having a special on those at the moment. We have a paired set at just over $200.00. Please follow me." She took the cotton dress and hung it near the changing rooms and lead Stacy and Lacy to the silk shirts. Lacy, looked them through and showed a deep red silk blouse to Stacy with a mandarin collar. It had long sleeves with four buttons on each sleeve. Stacy nodded and then Lacy picked a dark blue pin-striped skirt suit from the suit rack.
That would look very smart, if Stacy had to testify before any kind of authority in Mexico or in the United States. "Good, I'd like to try that on, too," Stacy said. "Now, I need something to sleep in, a teddy or something."
"We have a good selection of those," said the saleswoman. "Here is one of our best sellers." She took a package out from under the counter. There was a picture of a woman on the package. The teddy was black, lacy, and longsleeved. Stacy had never seen a longsleeved teddy before, but this one looked very sexy.
"Wow," said Lacy. "That is a knockout! You'd really look great in that, Stacy. I might buy one myself!"
"The price of this is really quite reasonable," said the saleswoman.
Stacy reasoned that looking sexy on this trip with Jim could only be to her advantage. If his intentions were to tie her for the night as he had while he took last night's shower, then she wanted to encourage him to guard her personally each night they way he had the night before. This teddy could possible relieve her from having to spend the night alone gagged, hogtied, and trussed up with her elbows handcuffed together behind her back. The way Jim had tied her the night before when he had slept with her was secure, but not too uncomfortable.
"Great," said Stacy. "I'll take it."
"I would like one, too," said Lacy, "but put it on a separate account."
"Very good," smiled the saleswoman.
"That only leaves the heels to buy, and some lingerie," said Lacy.
The trio went over to the shoe section and replaced Stacy's modest heels with black patent leather four inch sandal strap-on heels, that were highly flattering to Stacy's ankle and calf. Also, they picked out two pairs of cotton panties, and two bras. Lacy insisted on the type with the open nipple, and Stacy, after some protest, acquiesced. Stacy currently wore a good garter belt set, so a new one of those was not needed, but she did buy two extra pair of dark silk hose.
All the outfits that they had picked out were near the changing rooms. Lacy, holding the chain link between the handcuffs that locked Stacy's hands behind her lead Stacy, pulling up on her handcuffs so Stacy had to bend over a little. Lacy took the cotton dress first, and a set of bra and panties in one hand and lead Stacy into the changing room.
The changing room was fairly spacious. Lacy hung up the clothes, and then pulled a ball-gag from her purse.
"Oh, no!" said Stacy. "Is that really necessary?"
"Yours is not to reason why," replied Lacy, and with the ball- gag in her right hand, she gathered Stacy's blond curls in her left, and applied the ball, already wrapped in Saran Wrap inside Stacy's mouth. The strap was firmly fastened behind Stacy's neck.
She then took a light chain from her purse, and locked one end around Stacy's neck and then the other she looped and locked around a ring near the ceiling. "There," she said, "now I can undo one of your 'cuffs."
When Stacy's left wrist was unlocked, Lacy said, "Strip, everything but your garter and stockings." Carefully, Stacy unbuttoned her light blue blouse and took it off her left wrist. She had a little difficulty getting the sleeves over the wrist that was still handcuffed, but with a little work she accomplished this. She then took off her skirt, which fell off easily. Her panties, although they were put on outside her garters, could not be removed without removing one of the leg iron manacles.
Lacy bent over and undid one of the leg iron manacles, and Stacy removed her panties. Lacy gave her one of the cotton pair to don, and when Stacy had accomplished this, (which was not too easy, because it was difficult for her to bend over due to the chain around her neck) Lacy promptly refastened her leg iron so her legs would be properly hobbled.
Stacy then removed her bra, and Lacy gave her the new one to wear. She had never worn one quite like it. It was black and lacy and had cut out nipples, so when she strapped it on, her nipples extended forward, and due to the pressure, instantly became erect. Stacy was a little embarrassed about this. She stood, her neck chained to the wall, with handcuffs dangling from one wrist and her legs manacled by leg irons and a dark blue ball-gag strapped tightly in her mouth. She wore dark hose and a garterbelt, white cotton panties, and a lacy black bra with no nipple coverings. "Very sexy," said Lacy. Stacy could only grunt in response.
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