Lingerie

To her surprise they were done with picking a few basic shorts and jeans for her which seemed like proper job attire – she even had a few socks. But it was now getting a bit more heated for her as they approached the lingerie aisle.

“Master Oz, please I know what to choose.” She said in an attempt to make him leave her to herself to pick the private clothing.

“I saw what you wear usually, Maria. I’m afraid it won’t cut for proper working attire, if you keep wearing old-fashioned panties like that. I’m pretty sure your bra is also a plain white bit of two cups on a string.”

Maria flushed bright red, because for starters, Oz had seen and knew what sort of panties she is wearing, but she was even more surprised that he knew what sort of bra she had, despite never seeing it. She knew she shouldn’t be allowing him to choose anything here. She had let him take control more than enough and had enough liberties already with her. However, once she got somewhat angry, pictures of the children being happy about new clothing popped into her mind and she felt weak in her knees. It was the usual dilemma. Ever since they entered this man’s farm her will was being taken control of, not just her will, it was her body which was most affected. It was almost as if multiple hands had gotten a hold of her and were dragging her away from her husband, but in contrast, her family seemed to flourish more and more with each hour.

“Is everything okay, Maria? Come I’ll help you pick the good stuff.” Oz said, breaking Maria out of her daydreaming.

Maria now had to accept Oz’s offer and she took a step forward to the underwear section. Right away she saw the style of panties she was usually wearing, and was very fond of, and grabbed a few of the packages beneath the display piece. Before Oz could even say anything she grabbed a few of the simple brassieres too and presented it to Oz.