ellafordbooks:She was waiting for me on the stairs in my building, no shoes and black nylons, her fa
ellafordbooks:She was waiting for me on the stairs in my building, no shoes and black nylons, her face a picture of nervous excitement.“I thought about what you said, what you wanted,” she said as I sorted my mail.“Oh?” I replied, trying to act nonchalant and feeling anything but.“I think… I think I want that too…” she said with a shy smile.I raised an eyebrow. “What would your mom think?”“I’m eighteen, I can do what I want.”“I don’t think you’re ready,” I replied, gazing at her legs, feeling myself buzz with a hungry energy at the sight of her young toes in under thin pantyhose.“I am,” she said, determined, “I really am!”“What about college?”“I’d give it up.”“Your friends?”“I don’t have any friends.”I sighed. “Do you really understand what you’re getting yourself into?” It was my final shot at responsibility before I abandoned myself to desire.“Yes.”“I need to hear you say it.”She took a breath and curled her toes, chewing on her lower lip.“I will be your sex slave. I will be your toy, your possession. You can do what you want with me, whenever you want. My body will be yours, my mind will be yours. I will be blank and obedient at all times. The perfect submissive.”A hot flush rose up my neck and licked at my face, a response to her words, an almost perfect recitation of the sordid offer I’d made her, my neighbor’s daughter, a week ago.“Well, if you’re sure…” I said.She nodded shyly, barely contained excitement lighting her glistening eyes.I took a deep breath and straightened my jacket. “Go to your apartment and pack a bag. Tell your mom you’re heading out of town. Then come up to my place,” I purred, slipping into the role I’ll longed for with such impossible ease. I stopped on the stairs and added a final thought. “Wear those pantyhose,” I said, licking my lips. “Yes… Mistress,” she replied. -- source link
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