They Part For a Time

Mark and Emily finished with the Sex Slave Registry around 11 am.

They spent the rest of the day exploring their new dynamic, first at her small, two-bedroom house before he ordered her to pack clothes and toiletries for several days. He had her drive her red Mini Cooper to his much larger house. He gave her the alarm code so she could get into the house without him because he wanted to do some shopping before going home.

He had nothing to wear beyond some of Emily’s sweatpants and the T-shirt he wore over. The sweatpants were skin-tight.

Mark had his sexy Asian sex slave dress in a sexy blue lace g-string, tight jeans, and a blouse that flattered her beautiful, braless C-cup breasts.

She blew him a kiss, which he returned as she drove away from what had once been her home.

He slipped on a now ill-fitting navy blue hoodie that he kept in his truck’s back seat in case of emergencies, and his current lack of clothes that fit qualified as an emergency.

Mark drove out of Emily’s little subdivision, wondering where he would shop.