Thread: Sugar Daddy  (closed)

Chloe smiled as he calmly told her that he would be expecting it back at home, that would be good, she could at least have privacy when doing such things. The thought of a blow job was repulsive but for such gifts it was a sacrifice that she would suffer. She was even going so far as to swallow, that was big on her part. Her first boyfriend wanted blowjobs all the time, she had refused him so often and had never let him even cum in her mouth, preferring to wank him off into a tissue. Perhaps that was why her relationship failed, she was not kinky enough, but more than likely it was for other reasons, reasons that laid solely on her ex. Staying close by to Michael, she wondered what store would be her first, what large name couture brand was going to be her first... it as so exciting that she did not even look to what the name on the outside of the store they headed towards. Whatever it was, she was sure that by the end of their shopping that she would be more than happy to suffer the indignity of sucking his cock and even swallowing his semen. For clothes and accessories from stores like these it seems worthwhile not to disagree with you sir. It was true, most women would gnaw their own arm off if it entitled them to what she was going to be given, of course perhaps being a self inflicted amputee was the better choice. She felt lucky but that was because she was still seeing stars, her judgment had been clouded by the allure of couture shopping. Prior to today it was window shopping from the outside of the shops, most never even let a girl as obviously poor into a shop of such quality. Michael was right, what she owned was not to his standard, luckily for both of them that she could not afford to have taken her things and was stuck in the outfit she had on. A fuchsia thigh length skirt and a tight fitted t-shirt of a matching color. In a few short hours she would be forever changed, her clothes would no longer be walmart bought mass produced copies of out of fashion clothing but high end couture, and her Daddy would like what she wore and hopefully that would mean that she would be more likely to stay out of trouble by being irresistible. Looking around as they entered the shop, she had no idea what she was looking at until she was smack in the middle of the store and her Master had already greeted the clerk. What was this place, oh god oh god. That was what was running through her head, stuck on repeat. The small and insignificant parts of her that she had denied were well aware of what she had walked into, her sexual side was racing with its own lewd thoughts of how to use everything she looked at whilst her submissive side was creaming itself every time she glanced at a restraint or an implement of punishment. These small aspects of her were not her entire being, in fact she had no direct communication with them having told herself that they were not what she was. She was a good girl, good girls do not think about sex 247 and good girls do not wish to be spanked and think that it is hot. It just isn't, being spanked hurts, its meant to be avoided! Chloe denied these parts of her in her mind but that did not stop them from appearing, her panties growing a little moist, not enough to be labeled a slut but enough to make her notice and be completely horrified by her reaction. No no no, this is not happening! Sir, can I ask what we are hear for, these clothes do not look right.