Look in the mirror

Cassie was feeling really good right now, and she wanted to enjoy her sexy new outfit. Figuring out why she was here could wait. Besides, she was probably worrying over nothing. She hadn't been tied up or anything, and what could a little static do?

She took one look at herself in the mirror and immediately grew excited. God, she was sexy. The lingerie was beautiful, of course, but the woman wearing them was a total knockout. Cassie had always known she was pretty, but had she ever been so drop dead gorgeous?

Yes, she decided. Even if she hadn't seen it herself before, this was what men saw when they looked at her. This smile, these curves, this incredible package kept them awake at night. Why feel insecure when they would crawl on hands and knees for a chance in her bed? Why worry about anything?

Only it wasn't just her looks now. Cassie smelled incredible, and she was dressed like a lingerie model. She could be a lingerie model. The thought of strutting down a runway in nothing but a skimpy bra, panties, and heels, making men touch themselves to the thought of being with her, was thrilling. Before she would have avoided thinking about that part, but why bother? Making them come was the point. It was nothing to be afraid of.

Cassie admired herself in the mirror, playing with her hair and seductively touching her fingers to her lips. Being gorgeous was so much fun. The only thing missing was that she could barely hear the static. If she opened the door wide, she could listen to its sweet song while having her fun. Then everything would be perfect.

She was about to do just that when she noticed a young man leaning against the open doorway to the bedroom. His arms were crossed, and he was smiling in amusement. "How we feeling, Cassie?"