The girl in white

I swigged back my Martini and decided to go for it. None of them would probably come back anyway, so why would I bother with something silly like emberassment? I stood up, squaring my shoulders and walking to the girl in white, who had just ordered her drink and turned around. She was a hand shorter then me, I noticed and couldn't be much older then eighteen.

I walked up to her, eyes sparkling. I softly put my hand under her chin, slowly turning her face upwards to look directly in her eyes. My red lips moved slowly closer as I spoke to her, my breath softly caressing her lips and her cheek.

"Hello sweetling, you're new here, aren't you?"

I saw her eyes go wide and her cheeks flush scarlet almost immediately. She stammered something that could interpreted as a positive response. I let go of her chin, but kept standing close to her, in her personal space.

"You do know what kind of club this is, don't you? Tell me, hun, are you here with someone?"

She shook her head silently, and I noticed that her hands were at her side, clutching her skirt, which caused the already short skirt to move up and show of even more thigh, which aroused me greatly. I decided to go for it, figuring that she would've bolted if she didn't even slightly like this.

"You will be with me tonight, doing as I command you." I told her imperiously. I saw the surprised shock widening her eyes, her breathing quicken, her breasts straining against the fabric of her top.