Page 11 of The Toy Maker

I had to squint in order to make out a few of his features, but even from a distance, I could tell he was the kind of attractive that made people take a second look. Maybe even a third. The faint glow of the lights traced the sharp angles of his jaw, his high cheekbones, and his lips curved just enough to make him look like he was permanently amused by some private joke.

He surveyed the audience as if daring them to look away.

“So many familiar faces this evening.” It seemed more like a sad statement, but he greeted the crowd with a grin. “There are several new toys tonight, and our Cherries are excited to demonstrate just what they can do.”

The crowd cheered at the mention of the Cherries, and I bit my lip. I was about to be one of them.

Kitty rolled her eyes. “Typical,” she muttered.

I opened my mouth to ask what she meant, but the Cherries around me started stripping out of their outfits. When they finished, they stood in front of their customers completely naked.

The man laughed and gave the signal for the party to begin.

Kitty dragged me to the nearest contraption. My eyes widened at the device on the floor, which made her laugh.

“It’s the Sibion Scream,” she explained.

It sounded more like a poorly named theme park ride than a toy in a sex shop. I stared at the sleek half circle sitting in front of me. Two openings for attachments were on the top of the mound. A mattress laid next to it, and I stared at Kitty.

“Is it a Sybian?” I mustered up the courage to ask.

Kitty rolled her eyes and snorted. “No, It’s an Sibion.”

I blinked at her response. The whole thing sounded like a lawsuit waiting to happen. “What’s the difference?” I said carefully.

“Wait and see.” I couldn’t get any more information out of her until the first pair walked over to us. The Cherry seemed more than comfortable to be naked in front of the entire room.

A small tinge of jealousy hit me. On a normal day, I felt exposed in a bikini. Mom said to play into my strengths, and according to her, my naked body wasn’t one of them.

Kitty greeted the man who escorted the Cherry, “Would you like to play with the Sibion Scream? It has features that allow double penetration, clitoral stimulation, and up to ten levels of intensity that are all remote controlled.”

I gawked at Kitty’s bluntness. Sothat’swhat the toys were for.

She flipped a switch and sounded like an infomercial promoting sexual stimulation. When the man agreed and Kitty made no move to leave, I realized that watchers had no other assignment other than to watch.

Kitty handed the man a booklet with the different settings and a sleek black remote. The Cherry positioned herself beside the Sibion and waited for instructions.

The man, dressed a suit and grey tie, told Kitty he wanted the eight-inch glass attachments; he mentioned something about it being his size, but I assumed he overestimated.

Over the years I’d learned that a man’s inch was very similar to a hairdresser’s:way bigger than the rest of ours.

Kitty pulled out two blue-stained dildos from a drawer and screwed them into the base. The blacklight gave the dildos the appearance of two radioactive cocks. I covered my laughter with a cough, which made Kitty turn around to wink at me.

The man commanded the girl to lay on the floor and begin to touch herself. Her obedience stunned me. She immediately laid down on the mattress and began to stroke her privates.

After a few moments, we could tell she was getting off on the thrill of being watched. Her nipples hardened and poked out from her considerably large chest; her pussy glistened under the lights, and I found myself entranced by her show.

Kitty elbowed me and motioned over to Mr. Wall Street with a prominent hard-on. His dress pants didn’t hide anything, and I began to believe he was as equipped as he claimed.

“Does that always happen?” I said under my breath so I wouldn’t distract the Cherry.

Kitty shrugged, like this was an everyday thing. “Most of the time.”

“You enjoying this?” he asked with no hesitation, his voice husky. “You enjoy touching yourself in front of me?”

The girl nodded and continued the circular motion. I wondered how she didn’t snicker at the porn dialogue coming from his mouth.

“Answer me,” he demanded.