MrsThorne
Now imagine with me…
You walk into Mrs Rose’s car dealership hoping she be merciful with you, seeing how we’re in public and all. You look at her feet when you speak to her, as all good subs do. You try to hide your bow to her, to stem the shame you feel for coming before her with only a few flowers to give. She deserves a field of them, but this must do.
“Mistress, I’d like to buy a car please. I need it for work- to pay you!” you beg. It does not suffice.
“Sit.” she orders, gesturing to her desk adorned with gifts from customers and subs alike. You note that your most recent gift has been added to her collection, in a corner. Forgotten. Worthless. You realize you do not stand out to your Goddess. You’ve done nothing to earn her favor.
“Mistress, please…” you try again. She’s taken everything you have, she’s spent all but the $2000 she so gracefully allowed you to keep for yourself last over the last few months. “This is all I have, I want to work hard and pay you what you deserve. Please!”
She laughs.
“Take out your checkbook and give me everything you have. I will spend it better than you can. You will own a car when I decide you’ve earned it.” She declares, not bothering to look at you. She settles back in her chair, propping heeled feet up on her desk.
You squirm in your seat, wanting to drop to your needs for the chance to worship her feet, her legs, her whole body. You’re shaking with the need of it.
“I want you in chastity when you get home. You will remain caged until I decide this little stunt has been paid for.”
You nod, finally accepting defeat and handing her the last of your money. You don’t know how you’ll eat tonight, but all you can think about is how excited you are to go home and serve.
The end!
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