Just to make sure, claim the cashier.

Looking back over to the cashier, you realize she’s pretty hot. You were a little too nervous and focused on claiming your coffee when you spoke to her, so you didn’t really notice her gorgeous face or her rather large breasts. She looks to be Hispanic, with light brown skin and black hair tied back in a ponytail. She’s fairly short, but curvaceous, her breasts stretching her shirt and apron, and her hips swaying provocatively as she walks around behind the counter. She notices you looking at her and you instinctively start to look away, but you catch yourself.

What am I doing? I can make this girl mine.

You turn back to her, stand up from your booth, and walk back up to the counter. Up close, you notice how pretty her big, brown eyes are, as they look at you expectantly.

“Did you need something, sir?” The girl looks a little concerned, maybe because you’re very obviously nervous.

You take a deep breath, then say, “I own you.” The girl’s eyes widen and she gulps, looking a little awkward.

“I… okay. I guess you own me now. Can I keep, uh... using myself the way I have been?” She seems less okay about being owned by you than she did about you owning that coffee. You guess the coffee thing was more related to her job, so she felt the need to show good customer service. Being owned by you is more of an existential thing.

“Um, hello?” You shake yourself out of your thoughts and focus on the girl.

“Uh, you can do everything normally unless I tell you otherwise. And I am going to tell you otherwise.” The girl nods, still looking a little uncomfortable with her new situation.

“Can you come with me to my booth?” you ask, amazed that you now have ownership of the beautiful girl before you.

“Um, okay,” she answers. She opens the small door at the side of the store counter and walks through, closing it behind her. She follows you back to your table, where you take a seat on the edge of the booth. The girl stands facing you, her left hand holding her right wrist in front of her.

“Now that I’m your owner, we should probably know each other's names. Mine's John, what's yours?” you ask. The girl takes a deep breath and rubs her wrist.

“Selena," she replies.

“Well, Selena, why don’t you... why don't you take off your clothes?” The girls takes a deep breath and looks around the coffee shop. It isn’t packed, but there’s certainly people around. She looks back to the counter where a different girl is now at the register. The girl seems to give Selena a sympathetic look, but then turns to help a customer. Selena turns back to you.

“Wouldn’t you rather us go somewhere more private?”

“No,” you say, feeling more confident in your role as her owner. “I’m comfortable right here.” Selena sighs, then reaches behind her, undoes her apron, and lifts it over her head before dropping it on the floor. Next, she untucks her black polo shirt from her jeans and pulls it off, revealing her black bra and her large breasts that strain against it, as well as her sexy midriff. She undoes her jeans and pulls them down. She has to pull pretty hard and wiggle to get them past her wide hips and thick ass, but she finally succeeds, exposing her cute, but conservative black panties. She steps out of her jeans and starts to unclasp her bra.

Now for the good stuff, you think to yourself.

Selena’s bra releases, and she pulls off the straps, letting her big jugs fall free, bouncing wonderfully. You feel your cock rising in your pants as you are mesmerized by their swaying, her nipples hardened from the slightly cool air of the coffee shop. She then slides off her panties, displaying her neatly trimmed pussy and beneath that her voluptuous thighs. Selena stands awkwardly, obviously uncomfortable about her public nudity, though she makes no move to cover herself, simply crossing her arms underneath her boobs. She probably realizes there’s no point in covering up since you’ll just make her uncover. You eye the naked girl hungrily.

“Now, get on your knees in front of me.”

Selena nods and obliges, cheeks reddening due to her knowing full well what you’re about to have her do. You undo your jeans and pull out your erect dick.

“Suck it, slut,” you say, firmly. Selena scowls at you.

“Is the sexist name-calling really necessary?” she asks, annoyed. Nonetheless she leans in and takes your cock in her mouth. She isn’t putting much effort into it, though, obviously not happy about having a stranger’s cock in her mouth. This spurs in you an idea.

“I own your sense of taste, as well as your sexual attraction, sexual pleasure, and orgasms.” Selena let’s out an unhappy grunt, unable to better express herself with a mouthful of your penis. “From now on, you love the taste and feeling of my dick and my cum, and you find it incredibly alluring, far more than anyone else’s. Just having it in your mouth makes you extremely turned on, and you struggle to go more than a minute without orgasming when my dick is in your pussy. My cum makes you orgasm on impact.”

An immediate change comes over Selena. Her eyes roll upward and her tentative sucking turns into an enthusiastic blowjob. She braces herself on your hips as she leans her face into your cock, greedily sucking and licking your manhood all over, your cock moistening from her increased salivating. You groan in pleasure as your **** goes to town on your manhood. Selena, in turn, drops a hand down and begins furiously rubbing her clit.

“Mmmm!” Selena moans into your cock in pleasure. Selena’s now-wholehearted blowjob is bringing you close to the edge, but are you ready to cum?