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Chapter 11 by C_Que C_Que

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Back at Home

He arrived home and wondered where Diana had gone. He went through the first floor, but did not find her, so he looked in her room and found her. She was in the middle of pleasuring herself. He stopped in the doorway and watched her do it. She looked very tense, and her hand was moving fast.

"A....ah, mhhh.... Uhhhh" she gasped, and her hands slowed down.

"Hey." He called out and she startled. Reflexively, she pulled the blanket over her.

"You little...." She started, but he immediately told her to be quiet.

"If I were you, I'd think twice about how you talk to me. I can make your life even more uncomfortable if you want it that bad enough. I see you had your fun. Say, where do you keep all your stuff anyway?" He said as soon as she fell silent.

She pointed to the closet at the end of the room. So, he went over and opened it. He took the first pile, pants, and threw them in the corner. Next, he went through the clothes you had hanging in the closet. Anything that was too long for him, he also threw on the pile where the pants were. In the process, many tops also ended up hanging on the pile. HE continued to go through the closet, and the pile got bigger as he did so. She sat on the bed and looked at him, stunned. But since she was supposed to be quiet, she couldn't say anything, no matter how hard she tried.

He looked over at her, "You have such a nice body, then why are you hiding it here with the clothes. At least you have some usable things there. Oh yeah, you're allowed to talk again." he said and opened the next closet, which had shoes and boots in it, and only.

"Wow, someone's got a shoe thing," he remarked.

"What exactly are you doing now?" she asked him with a nasty undertone.

"I'm sorting out everything you can't wear anymore, can't you see? You're going to either throw the pile away or flog it right then and there." he replied.

"You can't throw away all my stuff!" she hissed at him.

"Tztztz, I can and I will. After all, I am the chosen one, you should be nicer to me. Stand, and on tiptoe, hands behind your head." he ordered her.

Her body followed the command and stood as instructed, while he now sorted out her beloved shoes and boots as well. All the flat shoes landed quickly on the pile. Followed by those with only a small heel.

He took out a pair of black high heels, which she rarely wore, and threw them in her direction.

By now, she noticed the tugging in her calves that was becoming more and more uncomfortable.

Shortly after, Carl tossed over another off-the-shoulder V-neck top and a pair of hot pants she hadn't worn in a while.

"Put those on! And then come down!" he called to her and left the room, knowing she would.

He had arrived in the kitchen and didn't wait long for Diana to walk in on him.

She was already looking nervously at the clock, the action had taken 1 1/2 hours, 30 minutes she had to satisfy herself again, the fourth time than today, she wondered if she had to do it at night too.

Carl, who could read her mind, also answered right away.

"Yes, you will have to do it at night too, at least for the next few days. And yes, I can read your mind if I want to."

She looked at him in shock.

"So as soon as you satisfy yourself right now, the next time, you will go shopping. You should have some idea of how to dress by now, if I'm going to allow you to put something on. Then you can, of course, get clothes for the bedroom, some sex toys for you should not hurt either. You should hurry up, of course, unless you want to satisfy yourself again in town, too," he said with a grin and then started laughing. The angry, shocked look on her face was definitely worth it.

By then the doorbell was ringing.

He let her open the door.

"It's for you," Diana called out.

"YES, both of you come back here," he called back.

"Ah, hello Mrs. Salt, there you are little one finally!" he greeted Tanja.

"Yes, took a little longer, I'm afraid. So shall we get going?" she asked him.

"Just a moment. And yes, this is my teacher. You can go to the bedroom, and then you know what you have to do." he turned to Diana and then stood up to walk towards Tanja

"Now we can go, Mrs. Salt," and gave her a slap on the butt.

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