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Chloe lifted a hand to the collar that had been placed around her neck, tracing her fingertips over it as she tried to come to terms with it being a permanent attachment, it felt odd and a sense of shame crept in as she would likely be seen as one of those types of girls. She was not a freak, this was just part of her work uniform, yes, thats what it was, part of the work uniform, if she could swing that past her mind and come to terms with it maybe then she could accept it and not feel like she was less than she was. Biting her lip as he pressed on about the idea of her future purchases in a store such as this, no it would never happen. Nothing from here was normal, she was normal, not a freak. She wanted to cry out and tell him that and tell him where to go but she couldn't bring herself to do so, she had no where else to turn. There was no back up plan from here, it was either a cardboard box or a park bench. Neither were tempting offers. No sir, I do not think a place such as this will ever not repulse me. She was polite and held back any malice in her reply, she gave her answer to him as best she could. Feeling his hand against her cheek as he brushed away a strand of hair from her face, it felt nice. It was normal and it was human contact, Affection. Even if he was old she liked to be touched like that, it made her feel like she was loved. Her ex had never been into the touchy feely. She wanted to hold hands and he was wanting blowjobs, and when she wanted to kiss he was wanting to have sex. He never did kiss her properly nor did he tell her that he loved her. This small touch was pleasant and was so much more than what her ex had given her. It was really quite sad that this was something of note for her, that this would be a memory she could put down as being a first and it was ruined all because she was wearing a collar like some freak whilst in the middle of a sex shop. Yes sir, I had assumed that would be the case well before it arrived at your door. Keep the credit rolling and flawless will be such a mundane word. Just you watch. She had always thought that she was going to have to model the clothes, she was fine with that although she was far less comfortable about the idea of parading about in her underwear too. It was however something that she'd have to grin and bear as it came to be. Maybe after the next purchase, a normal purchase she could feel more comfortable with the idea of it. After all, nothing says I love you like a diamond necklace or a high end fashion item. Showing her her lingerie would hardly be an issue after that, hell she had already agreed with him to suck his cock when they got back to his bedroom, showing her underwear was hardly a more difficult feat than sucking cock. Letting her Master pay for the goods which he had bought for her, she headed out back into the street, a little less confident than she had walking in. Looking around, she decided to turn right and head in that direction, there was bound to be something nearby that she could spend money on. It did not matter whether it was 5 Grand, 10 Grand or 50 dollars, it was shopping, it was about trying on clothes, and buying them. The only difference between now and last week was that she did not have to save up for a month just to get that new shirt she had been eyeing. She made no attempt to correct him about the money, she was sure that if she put on a good little fashion show that she could get a near unlimited credit limit, the only thing to stop her was that the more she bought the more he would likely want when they got back home. She was willing to swallow, that was going to have to be worth 10 grand.