I was trying on some slacks at a store a couple of weeks ago, and having some fun taking my cock out and playing a little bit. I spotted one of those spring-clip-type hangers and added it to my play, clipping it to my frenulum. I pulled and tugged and shook it, enjoying the feel and the view in the mirrors. Then I spotted a tine sign saying same-sex employees monitor the dressing rooms. A wave of fear flushed through my body and I quickly unclipped my toy, dressed and left. I expected a shout of "hey, PERVERT!" but it never came. Now I wonder if and hope someone enjoyed my show. If you haven't noticed this about me, I'm quit the exhibitionist.
I think an employee would never dare to call a customer "pervert," that would be a major problem.
And I'm sure someone had done more kinky things before you, and probably had left stains of whatever you can imagine. I think that's why they put the sign.
But I don't think an employee would be monitoring the rooms all day. That would be a boring job and waste of human resources.
Did you saw a camera? If so, what you did was probably recorded.
I have no choice but to comply. The men dressed in slacks and white shirts with thin ties nearly carry me into the security office. Closing the door, one says simply, "Strip."
"What?" I respond, afraid of what could possibly be in store for me.
"Strip," the man says again. It was clear I had no rights here. I'd been caught in what would be called lewd behavior and I would have no defense. So I pull my T-shirt off over my head and unfasten my jeans. I pull them and my shorts down in one move, not wishing to prolong things any longer than necessary.
What would happen next? Both men were simply watching me, their faces expressionless. Did they intend to inflict pain? Several objects are within easy reach that would be convenient for that purpose.
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