Lingerie… a sexy little lace garter slip to be precise

Her breathing was getting back to normal, but her mind was in complete turmoil as she closes the bedroom door, leaning against it with a sigh. Eyes closed, the cargo pants and her panties still down around her knees, her heart racing as she tries to make sense of what just occurred… a policeman, a pretty unfit one at that, had punished her and she’d let him, had given in completely… and her body was on fire because of it!

While she wasn’t in one of her natural periods of heat her body felt as it right now. A heat-like feeling brought about by the last two days experience and her behavior. A full day of thinking about doing this, the memory of his fat cock drilling into her, his teasing as she was no the verge of cumming and now her full submission in his kitchen just minutes prior. She didn’t feel the embarrassment about her actions as she did after her periods of heat, although that might come in the morning, but she felt something else…

She didn’t give away control like this, not ever, not even when she was almost crawling the walls with lust and desire, but it just added to it somehow and she couldn’t help but imagine seeking out this when she was in heat again… with her back arched on his bed, literally purring and clawing at the sheets of his bed as he thrusts into her from behind, the cheeks of her perfectly shaped little ass burning as he brings his large hands down hard on them at random…

Her body shivers at the thought and the vivid memories of last night, her eyes snapping open and chest heaving, breathing deeply. Becoming conscious of her naked state, she moves away from the door and runs her hands down and over her sore bum one more time, numb but warm, the heat seemingly spreading through her body. She runs a finger through the soaked lips of her pussy too, sending thrills through her body and making her blush allover at the confirmation of her overly excited state, her cheeks and chest turning a light shade of red, matching the deeper one on her backside.

Kicking off her shoes and bending over, there is a little smile on her face as she pulls her pants down and steps out of them, peeling her shirt off as she walks towards the box on the bed. She suspected, and looked forward to it almost as much as her body, that she would have a long night to explore her newfound submissiveness… but she wouldn’t be a whore for his chiefs from the **** she made a mental note off as she reaches behind her back and unsnaps her bra.

As the bra hits the floor, Max letting it drop as she walks to the bed, the slightly cold air of the room hits her nipples, which are already almost painfully hard. Her body tingling with desire and nearly shuddering as she stands, completely naked, by the foot of the bed in Jessip’s bedroom, taking a deep breath as she flicks the lid off the box with her hand…

Lifting up the thin material inside, a creamy dark ivory-like color of fabric and dark blue lace, the fabric very thin and patches see-through she concludes as she runs her fingers over it. A grin on her face she snorts playfully and shakes her head… one should have figured she tells herself as she drops the flimsy material on the bed and picks up the rest of the items inside the box.

Taking the small thong panties, the same dark blue soft fabric and some lace as the first item, a small whimpered moan escaping her lips as she steps into them and pulls them up over her sore bottom, sending thrills through her body. The panties hug her body, the heat radiating from her sopping wet pussy wetting the front of them. The only thing on Max’s mind was the memories of submitting to Jessip, on all fours on his bed last night, and on her back spread wide-open too she remembers with a blush and a small shiver, or just now perched over his knees, letting him punish her… this was all very new to her and as she puts on the dark blue stockings her mind turns all possible scenarios for tonight.

Letting a man, or anyone for that matter really, take control like this was a new thing for her, she hadn’t been under anyone since the escape Manticore… and she didn’t much like it if she had to say, but the pleasure she had found was undeniable she concede as she puts on the small, tight slip that hugs her every curve. She would definitely test his authority again, her latest disobedience having left her body tingling with desire, the now damp front of the small panties evidence of that.

Running her hands down her sides, smoothing the outfit down as she looks down herself, the short form fitting piece of lingerie barely long enough to cover the mound of her pussy and ass, which it hugs perfectly, she realizes as she turns her head to try and glimpse behind her back. She did feel incredibly sexy she had to admit, the soft lingerie and her body in its current state of near heat, and as she sees the high-heeled shoes next to the bed she steps into those, which only adds to that feeling, her ass getting raised further and her back arched.

Feeling very confident now she smirks and looks up to head out of the bedroom again only to stop dead in her tracks as she catches a glimpse of her reflection in the large mirror next to a closet… seeing her tear-streaked face reminds her of the need to clean up and of Jessip’s words to her about the importance of this and the need for her to behave…

Leaving the bedroom she stops by the bathroom and cleans her face the best she can, the apartment not what you would call equipped for females, before heading out to find her… she didn’t quite know how to finish that thought at this point, everything so new and confusing for her.