Please...

"Please, Mistress," you beg, suprising yourself with the intensity of your desire. "Please, I need it so bad. You make me feel things I've never felt before. I want..."

"Hush," she silences you pressing a manicured finger to your lips. "I'm not interested in what you want. Come with me and I'll show you what I expect from my pets."

She takes you by the hand and leads you into a nearby store. You follow her in silence, heart pounding in your chest as you make your way past racks of clothes towards the changing rooms in the back.

Ten minutes ago, you'd been plotting your **** on Chloe, and now you were panting after her, earger for her to do god knows what to you.

She looms over you in the cramped confines of the cubicle, her toned body pressing against your soft curves in a way that makes you tremble with excitement.

"Well, pet," she says, an amused smile playing across her lips as "since you just couldn’t wait, this is your chance. Show me why I should do you the honour of claiming you..."