Toy Shopping

.Daddy and i stumbled upon a toy store Friday night hidden in the back of the restaurant parking lot we ate at. i couldn’t resist asking Him if we could make a stop in. Thisice new store was an adventure.

We have two kinds of adult stores in our immediate area. The vanilla shop filled with lingerie and basic toys with the kink-lite toys and stuff in the back which might raise an eyebrow, but not chase someone out of the store. The other is the adult stores of days past full of porn, sticky floors and the kind of guys in and around the store I wouldn’t go in even with Daddy.

A couple cities closer to San Francisco and there is a third kind of store! It wasn’t exactly kink central, but there was a wider selection of toys than I’ve seen outside of the City. Forgive me in advance for not knowing terminology for some of the things. A fully metal whip, electric light wands, several varies of ball gags and gimp masks, medical equipment along with all the other stuff.

i was like a kid in a candy store!!! Daddy had to reign me in a bit with promises of another trip soon to try new toys.

Daddy bought me a new vibrator. It’s 10″ long and 5″ in girth with 10 different settings. All this little girl has to say is YUMMMY!!!!! We had fun yesterday trying it out. *giggles*

I appreciate discrete packaging as much as the next person. I’m not embarrassed in the least with whatever I’m bringing in, but I see the need for those with kids and living conditions where modesty is necessary. I looked at the way the sales lady wrapped our purchase and called it “shame wrapping”.

What is shame wrapping, you ask? It’s my vibrator wrapped tightly in a plain black bag shoved inside a plain white handled bag. i felt like a wino with my bottle in a crumpled paper sack.

Even with the shame wrapping, i will be making another trip to this fun adult store.

5 thoughts on “Toy Shopping

  1. I’m glad you and your Daddy were able to find a hidden gem in an out-of-the-way place. They’re becoming more and more few and far between. When I first moved to the area that I currently live in (30 odd years ago…) there was a leather shop in Rochester that had a back room where all the ‘good’ stuff was kept. You didn’t necessarily need a passcode to get there, but once you talked to one of the sales staff, they were pretty knowledgeable as to who might be interested in the wares back there, and who wasn’t the right ‘fit’. Needless to say, it’s gone now, but I got my first good leather jacket there, as well as my first leash. It was made special for me by one of my slaves, and it still has embroidered on it ‘Property of Leathers’. It’s one of my most prized possesions.

    Thanks for sharing your experience! Hope to hear more of your other experiences there. Cheers!

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    1. Thank you for sharing your experience, too. We don’t have leather shops in my immediate area. Some fantastic ones in San Francisco. Your leash sounds amazing!!! Daddy is getting back into leather work and wants to make me a new collar. I can’t wait!!! Far more fun than anything we can find in a store… no matter how gorgeous it is. The personal touch.

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