Wake Her

"Cara, when I wake you, you'll crave sex with me, and ask me to fuck you. Beg me if you must. Also if you ever hear me say 'calm Cara,' you'll fall back into this tranced."

You wake her.

"I'm sorry. You can stay," said Cara, "but I need you to fuck me right now."

"Really?"

She knelt. "Please, please fuck me."

"Show me your panties."

Cara undid her jeans and pulled them down. She wore white lace panties.

"Hold on." You take out your phone and surf for a minute.

"Will you fuck me now?"

"Stop talking, and I might."

"Sorry."

"Look here. I found these for sale at the nearest Wal-Mart." You show her some Disney princess panties.

"Put on a flowing short skirt. Go buy these in the smallest size you can squeeze into. Go to that coffee shop where the paparazzi stalk out. Go into the bathroom, put the panties on, tuck the bottom of the back of your skirt into the waistband then hurry out. Make sure the paparazzi get some good shots of your tight princess panties. Do that and prove you did it, and I'll give you the greatest fuck of your life."

"All of that?"

"Or I move out, and never fuck you."

"OK! OK!" said Cara. She went to change into an airy short, white skirt and left to head to Wal-Mart.