He called me saying he was looking for a little feminine domination. A little financial domination, and a little CBT combination. And who am I to deny such a sweet slut when he asks for it so pathetically? I dressed up in my finest black leather boots, six inch sharp stiletto heels that come up to my thighs. I wore a hot little red number, latex and all. Strapped to my leg was my whip, braided black leather with horse hair ends.
I dressed that slut in his fucking collar, his harness, and his cock cage. I walked him in the mall, making him trail behind me as he consistently licked my boots clean. When I got bored of him slobbering all over my shoes, I made him carry his filthy fucking credit card in his mouth while we went from store to store. I piled my bags on his back, and dared him to fucking drop them.
When we were in the food court, and he begged for some water, I pulled that whip out and made an example of him. I saw several cocks of the men around us get hard as I whipped the shit out of my slave boy. He asked for female domination, and he begged me to financially dominate him. He laid in the puddle of his own piss, begging me to stop. But my sadistic smile only grew larger. He completely belonged to me now.
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