“these clothes ... they feel ... they feel very sexy. Are you sure I’m pretty enough for them?”“Let me show you something.”Jake urged me to turn. I gasped catching sight of myself in a full-length mirror. I’m not sure what I had expected, but somehow the few things I had been given produced an understated elegance. The white cloth contrasted with my dark chocolate skin. He raised my wrists high above my head, the edges of the sheet moved, showing the outer curve of my breasts and the thin waistband above my hips, the center continued hiding my crotch and nipples. The way the chain around my waist pulled the fabric accentuated the flare of my hips. I was amazed at the sensual transformmation; I had no idea that so little could do so much.“Exquisite,” Jake breathed. He let my arms drop then wrappped an arm around my waist pulling me back tight to his bare chest;I licked my lips continuing to watch the mirror.He leaned close, his lips right beside my ear, his voice a low teasing whisper,. She ordered me to open my mouth and I did as ordered, and she fed me my come from the goblet. I was barely able to hold it all in my mouth and then she ordered me to swallow, which I did. There was applause and cheering, but it was so muffled in my mind by subspace taking over. The euphoria was amazing and I shook in a chill, Mistress Rose took a blanket from the D.M. covering me and hugging me through the space. Mistress Rose was leading me out to my car before my head was really clear and she insisted in driving. I wasn't sure where we were going or what we were going to do, when she pulled into a restaurant that I had seen before and assumed was closed because it was never open it seemed. But at this hour it was open, and she led me in and we sat in a booth. She ordered two deserts and asked what I wanted to drink. I asked for hot chocolate and she ordered two. I asked about the restaurant and she said it was a after hours establishment that caters to those who work alternative.
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