She drunkenly flirted with her husband

My gaze bore into Sarah's eyes, and I could see a flicker of recognition behind the confusion. "Punishment for the audacity of trying to seduce my husband," I replied coldly.

Her eyes widened as the memories rushed back. It had been a year ago, at the office party, when she had shamelessly flirted with my husband, causing a rift in our relationship. I had discovered her intentions and decided to teach her a lesson. Little did she know, the magic symbol on my forearm had granted me control over her every move.

"You thought you could ruin my marriage and get away with it? Oh, Sarah, you've made a grave mistake," I sneered.

Fear crept into her eyes as she realized the extent of her predicament. The other diners continued to glance in our direction, unaware of the supernatural drama unfolding between us.

"Now, here's the deal," I said, leaning in with a wicked grin. "You have two choices. Continue your miserable existence as my captive, or face the consequences of your actions in the real world."

Sarah hesitated, but the magical collar prevented her from speaking out of turn. I could see the desperation in her eyes, and a faint glimmer of regret.

"Think carefully, Sarah. Your life is in my hands, quite literally," I whispered, enjoying the power I held over her.

She finally managed to speak, "I'll do anything to break free from this cursed outfit. Just let me go."

I chuckled, relishing the moment. "Very well, Sarah. I'll give you a chance. If you can find someone willing to take on the curse, I'll release you from my control."

Her eyes widened in disbelief. "But who would willingly take on this torment?"

"That's not my concern. Find someone, or spend eternity as my plaything. The choice is yours," I declared, standing up and adjusting my jacket.

Sarah, now realizing the gravity of her situation, began to plead, "Please, there has to be another way. I can't live like this."

I smirked, savoring my victory. "The clock is ticking, Sarah. Choose wisely."

With that, I left the diner, leaving Sarah alone to contemplate her fate. Little did she know, the magic that bound her was not easily broken, and her journey to break free from the cursed uniform had only just begun.