Finally

She checked her phone and saw that the countdown has finally been replaced with a message:

justice: “can I trust you to behave now?”

She tentatively tried her voice, letting out a squeak. She then let out a sigh of relief and faced the cobbler. She wasn't sure if she was meant to pay for the impotent attempts at pulling them off.

He sensed her thoughts: “I think I’ve had payment enough.” He grinned.

"Here's $10 for your troubles," she said with as much confidence as she could draw together. She stood straight for the first time since she hda arrived. She wanted to pay just to reclaim some control of the situation.

Just as she turned to leave, she felt a trickle of her former arousal escape her panties and start to run down the inside of her thigh. She gritted her teeth and left.

Mia had half an hour to kill before her sister picked her up, so she found a bench and started to probe the app, which had put another message on the screen.

“Enough about you, let’s talk about Lina. She did this to you. Aren’t you a little bit mad? We can help. If(!) you’re stuck in those things forever, what should she have to endure? Or you can forgive her of course”

Mia saw red as she thought, ‘I could be stuck hobbling around in these forever because she wanted to teach me one of her stupid life lessons?! No way is the prude getting away with this.’

Without hesitating, Mia started to type back.