From a wonder customer of mine. He is in soooo deep!
I have this vision of a man shopping in a lingerie section at a department store when a woman spies him and decides to make him hers.
As he stared in rapture at all the gorgeous panties, she walked up beside him and whispered, “aren’t they lovely?”
He turned to look at her, feeling very vulnerable. Sensing her opening, she cupped his ass with one hand and kept it there. Recognizing what was going on, his eyes fell as she smiled approvingly. “Good girl,” she tenderly encouraged him.
“Look at all the pretty panties,” she said as she slid her other hand around and cupped his balls. He looked at her again with an expression of utter surrender. “That’s right pretty baby,” she cooed warmly. “You’re property now,” she explained as she squeezed his balls gently.
His knees began to buckle and she encouraged him to kneel before her. Taking his face in both her hands, she said, “you’re already fighting me, aren’t you?”
Amazed at what had just happened, he managed to whisper, “already?”
“Already,” she answered. “If it were not true, why isn’t your wallet in my purse?” she asked.
Without taking his eyes off her, he took his wallet out of his jacket pocket and handed it to her. “Good girl,” she told him sweetly as she slid his wallet into her purse. “But when are you going to stop fighting me?”
Again, he gazed up at her in amazement. “Cell phone,” she suggested. He complied.
“You could be such a good girl,” she told him. So sweet, so soft, if only…” He took out his keys and handed them to her.
Still cupping his face with one hand, she took out lip gloss and applied it to his lips, followed by a pink lace collar she fastened around his neck. It said “I am the property of Rosanna.”
“Say goodbye to everything you know,” she said as she led him from the store as her eternal captive.
Yours,
Pretty baby girl
