You watched me change over and over. Want to know which outfit made you explode in your cage while I said ‘oops’?
My ankle cuffs have bells. My leash glows. My collar? I snapped it on your neck and made you walk behind me.
It was a typical Tuesday evening when I stumbled upon my roommate, James, in a compromising position – stroking his hard cock in our shared bathroom. I froze for a moment, unsure how to react. But then a wicked idea…
I strutted into the dimly lit bar, my tight pencil skirt riding up to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of my creamy thighs. The patrons’ eyes followed my every move, undressing me with their hungry gazes. I knew I was the…