“Do as you are told.”
“But, I just need to…”
“No Slutmine, no, I justs. Do as you are told!”
For a brief moment our eyes lock in a silent war as he waits to see if I am going to give in or put up a fight. Either will work for him but the result will be the same, me doing what he says.
I push my chair back and with a huffed sigh head for the stairs. When I look back over my shoulder he is following behind, a smile on his face.
“Leave your knickers on”
“What?” I ask as I remove the rest of my clothes
“You heard, leave your knickers on. I like them.”
“Yes Sir” I mumble
“I am sorry Slut I can’t hear you”
“Yes Sir” This time it is more of growl than a mumble
“That’s my feisty bitch. Now lay down on the bed like a good little whore and spread your legs for me”
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