Lingerie

You scroll through the options, feeling like an executioner trying to find the most unreliable method of ****. There are many things you are pretty sure Cassie will say no to. Pissing, NTR, anal only lifestyle... The only question is what should you choose? Which one will keep her the most safe?

You finally scroll down to the last option, one that seems the least likely to provoke her ire or make her suspicious: "Cassandra must buy new lingerie." You hit the "Choose" button, a small act of domination that quickens your pulse and makes you feel slightly better. You compose your request, making sure to follow rule 3 and frame it as a genuine desire on your part: "Hey Cass, I was wondering if you would be open to buying some new lingerie for yourself. I think it would be really sexy and exciting to see you in something different. What do you think?" You send the message, hoping that Cassie will simply brush off the request or refuse it outright. The minutes tick by slowly as you wait for her response, your heart pounding with anxiety. Finally, a message pops up on your screen from Cassie: "Sure, that sounds fun! I'll go shopping this afternoon." Your blood runs cold as you realize that Cassie has agreed to your request. You feel a chill of dread as you know that you must now follow through on the request as instructed. The weight of your choice settles heavily on your shoulders, knowing that you are now bound by the rules you have foolishly agreed to.

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That night, camera blinking in the corner of the bedroom as Cass slips out of the closet in an outfit you’ve never seen before. She’s clad in a silky black lace corset, thigh-high stockings, and a matching garter belt. She looks stunning, her confidence radiating from every inch of her body. As she walks towards you, you feel a mix of arousal and unease, knowing that you have unleashed something far beyond what you initially intended.

"Are you ready?" she asks, a playful smirk on her lips.

You swallow hard, your eyes never leaving the outfit she has carefully crafted for this moment.

"I... yeah, I'm ready," you manage to say, your voice barely above a whisper.

Cassie leans in close, her breath warm on your face. "Good. Because I've been thinking about this all day, and I can't wait to see what happens next." With that, she steps back, allowing you to take in the full extent of her transformation.

You fight the urge to look away, thinking of the camera in the corner and cringing internally.

"What happens next?" you ask, your voice barely above a whisper, the tension in the air palpable.

Cassie grins, a wicked glint in her eye. "I want you to do whatever you want. It's your fantasy, after all. Make the most of it."

You take a deep breath, trying to steady your nerves as you stand there, the camera blinking in the corner in the back of your mind. She smiles, the corners of her mouth lifting in a playful, yet submissive grin.

Trembling, you begin to envision the night unfolding as your deepest desires surface. You've always had a fantasy of domination, but never in a million years did you expect it to play out like this. But as you look upon Cassie, clad in her provocative outfit, you realize that this is a turning point—an opportunity to explore your fetishes without judgment or reproach.

"Alright," you say, your voice still weak, but filled with determination. With that, you walk up to Cassie and gently place your hands on her shoulders, feeling the silky lace beneath your fingertips. She meets your gaze with a mixture of curiosity and anticipation, her eyes wide with expectation.

"Now, kneel in front of me," you say, hearing the lustful tone in your voice. Cassie complies without hesitation, her body trembling slightly as she assumes the position.

Cassie's eyes widen with anticipation,her tongue darting out to moisten her lips as she begins to undo your belt

buckle. Your heart pounds in your chest, the intensity of the moment overwhelming you. You take a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of control as you watch her skilled hands work.

She unbuckles the belt with ease, her fingers dexterous and precise. Then, with a swift motion, she pulls down your zipper, the metal teeth scraping against the fabric. You can feel the cool breeze brush against your skin as your pants start to fall, exposing your throbbing erection.

Cassie looks up at you, her eyes locked on your manhood, desire burning in her gaze. You can see the hunger and longing there, and it only fuels your fantasies further.

"Now, take it in your hand," you command, your voice low and husky. Cassie obeys without hesitation, wrapping her small hand around your shaft. You let out a small groan, enjoying the sensation of her touch.

"That's it," you whisper, your breath catching in your throat. "Now, stroke me gently. Don't rush it."

Cassie nods, her eyes never leaving your erection as she begins to move her hand up and down, her grip tightening slightly. You close your eyes, surrendering to the pleasure coursing through your body. Each stroke feels more intense than the last, and you can feel your release drawing near.

"Don't stop now," you urge, your voice growing more hoarse with every passing second. "I want to see you enjoy this as much as I do."

Cassie smiles, her eyes shining with excitement. She picks up the pace, her hand moving faster and harder, her fingers brushing against your sensitive skin. You can feel the pressure building, the sensation becoming almost unbearable.

"That's it," you gasp, each word ragged and strained. "So close...don't stop."

Cassie's eyes never leaving yours, she continues to stroke your erection, the rhythm becoming almost hypnotic. You feel the familiar sensation building in the pit of your stomach, the tension coiling tighter and tighter.

Your body begins to shake, your breath coming in short gasps. You can feel the moment of release drawing near, the pleasure becoming almost overwhelming.

"Yes, yes," you whisper, your voice barely a thread.

Cassie smiles, her eyes filled with triumph and satisfaction as she watches you lose control. With a single, powerful stroke, you erupt, your release shooting forth in hot, pulsating jets. Cassie continues to stroke you, milk every last drop from your spent body, her eyes never leaving your face.

As the pleasure ebbs away, leaving you weak and breathless, you collapse onto the bed, your body still trembling from the intensity of your orgasm. Cassie crawls up beside you, her eyes filled with a mixture of satisfaction and awe.

She gently traces her fingers over your chest, her touch feather light and soothing as you fade into sleep.