[Log] Ryuuken, Zangetsu
Title: Micro Mini
Characters: Ryuuken (thenakedcat), Zangetsu (day_eight)
Timeline: March 27, 2007
Rating: PG
Summary: Zangetsu can tell Ryuuken knows what's he's looking for.
The low-angle late afternoon sun shone warmly on the big plate glass windows of the Blade's Edge, but didn't shed any light on what lay within thanks to the black paintjob. Ryuuken tipped his head to one side admiringly. It showed a promising level of forethought.
Despite his very interesting and steadily growing collection of kinky leather, lace, and latex, Ryuuken had a rule about shopping for fetish wear that could be summed up as: "only on teh intarwebs". Any potential damage to his reputation was mitigated by the anonymity of the great Den of Perverts and the opacity of a very plain cardboard box in the daily mail. However, there had been some glowing recommendations on the SheMale listserv for the shop--enough for him to give it a chance.
He stepped up to the threshold, and opened the door.
Business had been pretty steady, but as the hours left in the work day dwindled, so did the number of customers in the Blade‘s Edge. Zangetsu watched as his current customer took their black bag and exited the shop, leaving him completely alone for the first time in over three hours. He tilted his head to the side, stretching the muscles in his neck, as he got up and began to walk down the aisles of the store. Stopping every once in a while, he reached out to straighten various items on the shelves.
He was adjusting the display of edible body paint when the door opened, letting in a gust of fresh air from outside. Turning his head, he took in the sight of the new customer, giving him a polite nod before returning to straightening the rows of colorful tubes. He tended to give the customers their distance unless they asked for his assistance. Zangetsu was not a naturally talkative person, but even if he would have been, a sex shop was not the proper place to be overly chatty.
Ryuuken nodded back quietly, then went back to methodically scanning the selection in the store. There were quite a variety of toys, chains, and potions, and.....ahhhhh. Now THAT was what he had come for, what was difficult to buy over the internet. He reached out to touch the velvet-smooth leather of the triple-X micro mini with delicate fingertips. "Do you carry more items like this?" He asked it in as matter-of-fact a tone as if he were talking about cabbages.
Zangetsu came over and glanced at what the other man was referring to. His face remained completely emotionless as his gaze fell over the leather mini skirt, the only thoughts running through his mind pertaining to where any others like it would be.
“Yes,” he answered, his deep voice sounding a bit loud in the quiet room. “This way.” He led the man over to a set of racks near the back of the store, motioning towards the wide selection of leather items dangling from the hangers. The articles of clothing in the front of the store were all on clearance-the quality of those in the back was much better.
Indeed they were better quality, if the way Ryuuken's eyes lit up and his mouth twitched into the beginnings of his Domme smile. The one that was twisted in the most beautiful and terrifying way possible. He flipped through the hangers quickly, pulling out a delicious confection of a Little Black Dress. In his size, no less! "Ahhhh thank you. And would there happen to be a dressing room here to try things on?"
The shop owner recognized that hint of a smile-it was the beginning of the smile of someone who had found exactly what they were looking for and were imagining all of the wonderful things that awaited them now that they had it in their hands. Or, that’s what it said to him, at least. It could have meant something completely different…
“Of course,” he replied, motioning to the room a little ways away that looked very much like a large walk in closet. He noticed a pair of black chaps about to fall of their hanger and walked over to fix them.
On his way in, Ryuuken's eyes just happened to light on a pair of black patent leather boots that were tall enough to aspire to the hems of the skirt...he picked them up before pulling the door shut and locking it behind himself.
His back stayed firmly to the mirror as he took off his work clothes, folding them crisply on the chair even as he anticipated trying on the dress. Seeing himself in those austere, dowdy clothes didn't help at all for getting into the mindset. He had to be feeling the bitch-goddess power to be able to think seriously about making purchases here. The laces took him a little while to get all done up to his picky satisfaction, then he had to work the boots up his thighs, and THEN he turned around to see himself.
Oh. Oh my. Now THIS was not only worthy of buying, but also of a little teasing.
He fished his cellphone out of his jacket pocket and stepped out of the dressing room. "Many apologies for taking up your time...but would you mind taking a picture of me?"
After he had straightened the chaps, Zangetsu found another item of clothing to adjust… and then another. He had just gotten done putting a black and red corset back into place when he heard the customer exit the dressing room and ask him an… interesting question.
Of course, in his line of work, he had been asked plenty of bizarre things, most of them making a request for a picture look like child‘s play. Walking over, he nodded and took the phone from the man, stepping back and centering the leather clad body in the screen before pushing the button to capture the image. “Anything else?” he asked, handing the phone back.
Ryuuken's fingers flew over the buttons of the phone, tapping out Isshin's number and a taunting SMS and adding the picture as an attachment. "If you could ring both these up, I would be very grateful--back in just a moment." He slipped behind the door again to turn back into an anonymous suit.
Zangetsu watched the man disappear back into the dressing room before walking up to the front of the store. On his way, he stopped to reorganize the glitter and sequins shelf. After everything was to his satisfaction, he made his way behind the front counter. He typed a few things into the computer and readied the bill before pulling out a couple of boxes, some tissue paper, and a large bag from a shelf by his feet.
A few minutes later, Ryuuken emerged a respectable citizen and made his way over to the register to lay the dress and boots neatly on the counter, sliding a silver credit card discreetly alongside them. "You wouldn't happen to have a customer loyalty discount, by any chance?" If the lustful message he'd received from Isshin was any indication, he'd be back for more before long.
Taking the credit card, Zangetsu slid it through the machine and left his hand at the top to wait for the receipts. Tearing them off, he gave one to the man to sign and placed the other in the bag, along with the boxes containing the boots and dress.
“I do, and I’ll be happy to introduce you to it once you’ve come around a bit more,” he replied. One of the perks of the loyalty program was access to the store’s exclusive back room containing various items of a… more extreme nature. Zangetsu had an inkling that the man in front of him could probably find a few things that would interest him in there.
"That sounds quite fair." The gracefully looping signature spun out across the paper. There was a rare flash of a smile as Ryuuken picked up the bags from the counter and arranged them in his arms for the walk to the subway. "I do hope your night is as interesting as mine promises to be." He turned and headed for the door.
Nodding politely, Zangetsu murmured a low, “Thank you, goodbye,” as the man turned and exited the shop. He took the signed receipt and placed it in the cash drawer with all the others before closing the till and straightening a few items on the counter. After looking around for a moment, he decided to get some restocking done before his next customer arrived.
Characters: Ryuuken (thenakedcat), Zangetsu (day_eight)
Timeline: March 27, 2007
Rating: PG
Summary: Zangetsu can tell Ryuuken knows what's he's looking for.
The low-angle late afternoon sun shone warmly on the big plate glass windows of the Blade's Edge, but didn't shed any light on what lay within thanks to the black paintjob. Ryuuken tipped his head to one side admiringly. It showed a promising level of forethought.
Despite his very interesting and steadily growing collection of kinky leather, lace, and latex, Ryuuken had a rule about shopping for fetish wear that could be summed up as: "only on teh intarwebs". Any potential damage to his reputation was mitigated by the anonymity of the great Den of Perverts and the opacity of a very plain cardboard box in the daily mail. However, there had been some glowing recommendations on the SheMale listserv for the shop--enough for him to give it a chance.
He stepped up to the threshold, and opened the door.
Business had been pretty steady, but as the hours left in the work day dwindled, so did the number of customers in the Blade‘s Edge. Zangetsu watched as his current customer took their black bag and exited the shop, leaving him completely alone for the first time in over three hours. He tilted his head to the side, stretching the muscles in his neck, as he got up and began to walk down the aisles of the store. Stopping every once in a while, he reached out to straighten various items on the shelves.
He was adjusting the display of edible body paint when the door opened, letting in a gust of fresh air from outside. Turning his head, he took in the sight of the new customer, giving him a polite nod before returning to straightening the rows of colorful tubes. He tended to give the customers their distance unless they asked for his assistance. Zangetsu was not a naturally talkative person, but even if he would have been, a sex shop was not the proper place to be overly chatty.
Ryuuken nodded back quietly, then went back to methodically scanning the selection in the store. There were quite a variety of toys, chains, and potions, and.....ahhhhh. Now THAT was what he had come for, what was difficult to buy over the internet. He reached out to touch the velvet-smooth leather of the triple-X micro mini with delicate fingertips. "Do you carry more items like this?" He asked it in as matter-of-fact a tone as if he were talking about cabbages.
Zangetsu came over and glanced at what the other man was referring to. His face remained completely emotionless as his gaze fell over the leather mini skirt, the only thoughts running through his mind pertaining to where any others like it would be.
“Yes,” he answered, his deep voice sounding a bit loud in the quiet room. “This way.” He led the man over to a set of racks near the back of the store, motioning towards the wide selection of leather items dangling from the hangers. The articles of clothing in the front of the store were all on clearance-the quality of those in the back was much better.
Indeed they were better quality, if the way Ryuuken's eyes lit up and his mouth twitched into the beginnings of his Domme smile. The one that was twisted in the most beautiful and terrifying way possible. He flipped through the hangers quickly, pulling out a delicious confection of a Little Black Dress. In his size, no less! "Ahhhh thank you. And would there happen to be a dressing room here to try things on?"
The shop owner recognized that hint of a smile-it was the beginning of the smile of someone who had found exactly what they were looking for and were imagining all of the wonderful things that awaited them now that they had it in their hands. Or, that’s what it said to him, at least. It could have meant something completely different…
“Of course,” he replied, motioning to the room a little ways away that looked very much like a large walk in closet. He noticed a pair of black chaps about to fall of their hanger and walked over to fix them.
On his way in, Ryuuken's eyes just happened to light on a pair of black patent leather boots that were tall enough to aspire to the hems of the skirt...he picked them up before pulling the door shut and locking it behind himself.
His back stayed firmly to the mirror as he took off his work clothes, folding them crisply on the chair even as he anticipated trying on the dress. Seeing himself in those austere, dowdy clothes didn't help at all for getting into the mindset. He had to be feeling the bitch-goddess power to be able to think seriously about making purchases here. The laces took him a little while to get all done up to his picky satisfaction, then he had to work the boots up his thighs, and THEN he turned around to see himself.
Oh. Oh my. Now THIS was not only worthy of buying, but also of a little teasing.
He fished his cellphone out of his jacket pocket and stepped out of the dressing room. "Many apologies for taking up your time...but would you mind taking a picture of me?"
After he had straightened the chaps, Zangetsu found another item of clothing to adjust… and then another. He had just gotten done putting a black and red corset back into place when he heard the customer exit the dressing room and ask him an… interesting question.
Of course, in his line of work, he had been asked plenty of bizarre things, most of them making a request for a picture look like child‘s play. Walking over, he nodded and took the phone from the man, stepping back and centering the leather clad body in the screen before pushing the button to capture the image. “Anything else?” he asked, handing the phone back.
Ryuuken's fingers flew over the buttons of the phone, tapping out Isshin's number and a taunting SMS and adding the picture as an attachment. "If you could ring both these up, I would be very grateful--back in just a moment." He slipped behind the door again to turn back into an anonymous suit.
Zangetsu watched the man disappear back into the dressing room before walking up to the front of the store. On his way, he stopped to reorganize the glitter and sequins shelf. After everything was to his satisfaction, he made his way behind the front counter. He typed a few things into the computer and readied the bill before pulling out a couple of boxes, some tissue paper, and a large bag from a shelf by his feet.
A few minutes later, Ryuuken emerged a respectable citizen and made his way over to the register to lay the dress and boots neatly on the counter, sliding a silver credit card discreetly alongside them. "You wouldn't happen to have a customer loyalty discount, by any chance?" If the lustful message he'd received from Isshin was any indication, he'd be back for more before long.
Taking the credit card, Zangetsu slid it through the machine and left his hand at the top to wait for the receipts. Tearing them off, he gave one to the man to sign and placed the other in the bag, along with the boxes containing the boots and dress.
“I do, and I’ll be happy to introduce you to it once you’ve come around a bit more,” he replied. One of the perks of the loyalty program was access to the store’s exclusive back room containing various items of a… more extreme nature. Zangetsu had an inkling that the man in front of him could probably find a few things that would interest him in there.
"That sounds quite fair." The gracefully looping signature spun out across the paper. There was a rare flash of a smile as Ryuuken picked up the bags from the counter and arranged them in his arms for the walk to the subway. "I do hope your night is as interesting as mine promises to be." He turned and headed for the door.
Nodding politely, Zangetsu murmured a low, “Thank you, goodbye,” as the man turned and exited the shop. He took the signed receipt and placed it in the cash drawer with all the others before closing the till and straightening a few items on the counter. After looking around for a moment, he decided to get some restocking done before his next customer arrived.