Submissive

"I don't know who you are or how you got those, but I'm not going to let this happen again," McKayla tells you as she steadies herself, clearly hiding how she truly feels.

"I'm willing to come to some sort of arrangement if you are McKayla," you tell her, liking where this seems to be going and thinking you can leverage your way into some alone time with her.

"I don't know you or how you got my number, but I'm willing to come see you in person so that I can see to it the photos are personally destroyed," she tells you, continuing on by saying she would do "anything" to get her hands on those photos.

"McKayla, I can assure you that I am not out to do harm to you in any way. But I do believe we can come to an agreement if you came to see me in person," you tell her, taking advantage of her **** state to get her to fall right into your trap.

A few minutes later, you hang up the phone, having **** McKayla into coming to your house alone, and spend the days between talking to her on the phone and meeting with her getting yourself ready.

When the doorbell rings on the day you had mutually agreed to meet with her, you open it and find her on the other side of it in an tight, low-cut white t-shirt and a tight black pair of pants and realize this is going to be more fun than even you anticipated it would be.