“One Pumpkin Spice Latte … for another basic bitch…” Katie murmured under her breath as she scribbled a rough semblance of the customer’s name on the sleeve of the festive, orange cup before sliding it across the counter where the innocent blonde on her cell phone was waiting patiently for her drink.
Looking on at the barista’s lack of couth as she cleared a table from across the store, Amy gave her employee the benefit of the doubt and watched a few more of her less than cordial transactions before finally walking over and commenting, “Hey, Katie – once you’re done with that customer, I need you to come help me in the stockroom with something.”
Following her manager through the winding hallway with a look of defeat on her face, the young girl was taken off guard when Amy closed and locked the heavy, wooden door behind them before reaching for a small backpack that was tucked away behind one of the shelves.
“Take your shirt off,” she told Katie with a grin as she unzipped the bag to reveal several coils of black, cotton rope along with a few other bondage goodies hidden inside.
“Here?!” the girl responded with a flabbergasted look as she eyed the bag in her manager’s hands.
“I mean, if you’d rather do it out where all of the customers can see…”
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