Take her inside

I gave a tug on the chain, and Jasmine stepped inside as I closed the door behind her. With that done, I let go of the chain and watched as it fell to dangle between her legs, just visible through the gap in her brown cloak.

"Drop the cloak," I said, eager to see her in her full glory.

She did as she was told, and unfastening the cloak and letting it fall to the floor at her feet.
She was a vision, and she cut a perfect hourglass figure. I fought down the urge to take her then and there.

"Am I to your liking, master?" Her voice had no trace of hesitation. I tore my eyes off her curves and looked to her face. She no longer looked like a broken ****, but like the perfect little princess, all smiles and sunshine.