"I have to pick something up at the store next door," you tell Sabrina and the store assistant, "but I'll text you if I need anything so make sure to check your phone." You give Sabrina a knowing wink and Sabrina just glares back at you.
You head out of the store and send Sabrina a text:
I want you to try on at least a half dozen pairs of heels. Each pair of heels you try on, I want you to ask that old store employee to help you put them on and take them off. And I expect you to ask him to take pictures of you in each of them, one of just your legs, one from the front, and one from the back. You must ensure your pussy is showing in at least some of the pictures. Send each picture to me, and once you're done, use my card to buy whichever pair you like the most.
You hit send and get a response pretty quickly from Sabrina:
I'll do it but just know that you're a pervert and I'm not enjoying this.
You smile at Sabrina's feisty response, and sit down in one of the many chairs in the mall.
The pictures start arriving soon and oh man, does Sabrina look absolutely delicious in all of them. The store assistant must be absolutely drooling over her lithe, exposed figure.
Sabrina: I think he's starting to get a hard-on, I can see a bulge in his pants now. This is so wrong and disgusting, this man is twice my age.
John: That probably turns you on doesn't it?
Sabrina: You wish.
John: You might want to be a bit more respectful to the man who controls you.
Sabrina: You wish, sir.
You chuckle and continue looking at the pictures being sent to you. In one of them Sabrina follows your instructions and bends over slightly. The picture is from behind, and her skirt is hiked up just enough that you can see a hint of her pussy lips, slightly shadowed but clearly visible. What a naughty girl.
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