Chapter 25 by Blackhand

Does she get it?

She Complies

The old Emma would never have gone and fetched you a beer. But, in the span of months, even weeks, she was no longer the old Emma.

"Sure." She says blankly, and then marches over towards the fridge. You watch the movement of her ass in those tight little latex panties of her.

The fridge opens. Emma returns holding a beer out to you. You start to reach for it, but then an idea strikes. You bring your hand down and give her rear a swift swat. Before she can recover you grab the beer from her outstretched hand. Emma let out a squeak, and a shiver ran down her form.

"If you're going to treat me like that, when am I getting a poodle skirt?" She rolls her eyes at you.

"I don't know, I like you in that." You smirk at her, and press a hand to her bum. The latex is so smooth and so sexy on your hand.

Just like that, the earlier offense is forgotten. She leans down and gives you a little kiss. The Slave4U she'd been drinking had already had quite the effect on her.

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