Sugar Daddy (closed)

Micheal Sanders was a large man, six foot three and weighing two hundred and fifty pounds with the frame of a lineman, in fact he had played in high school. But at the age of forty four he was starting to soften a bit, his stomach no longer as toned as it was and the muscles of his arms and chest were no longer as solid as they once were. He was however still quite strong though below the layer of fat that was on him, no longer toned but still powerful. Looking in a mirror Micheal was still quite happy with his appearance, though his jet black hair had a little bit of grey around the temples and was starting to recede a little bit. After all it hardly mattered when you had as much money as he did, just about a two hundred million dollars spread through several bank accounts not to mention massive amounts of material wealth in the homes and other things that he owned.

And soon he was about to own a little bit more, a beautiful young woman whom he had met at a local coffee shop and offered her what no doubt seemed like a great deal, her job couldn't pay worth shit she had mentioned trouble with her rent... Micheal had offered her a place to live and anything else that her heart desired, if in return she would be his arm candy. Of course looking down at his desk he saw the little contract that he had put together for her to sign, it was a little more then just arm candy that she would be acting as for him.

A buzzer on his desk went off and he was notified by a voice coming from it, the voice of his butler, that his young guest had arrived. “Bring her up my study.” He grunted as he took a seat behind the desk and waited, it wasn't long before the door began to open, he knew that in a moment his new toy would be entering the room, ready for the games to begin.

Chloe was relatively short, 5 foot 1, she did not even weigh in at 100 lbs. She had been gifted with a slender frame, one which she had kept throughout her school life thanks to sports commitments, last of which happened to be cheer-leading. She had long red hair pulled back into a pony tail. It had been a pain for her to keep her hair up in a bun and under the hair net they had forced her to wear at work. Her breasts were a solid B cup, but had been developing as of late as she had stopped exercising as frequently as she had been last year, they were likely to develop into a C cup before long although she had hoped that they would not grow too much, she had come to accept her body as it was and the idea of larger breasts was not exactly appealing.

Chloe had been stranded by her first boyfriend, she had left home and quit school in order to cross the state line and live with him the day after her sixteenth birthday, the romance did not last and within two short months she had found a tiny apartment that was barely liveable and a job at a coffee house. Her manager hated her for some reason and her weekly wage and tips always seemed to be short which did not help her since her rent was already far too expensive considering how foul and close to being condemned it was. When she had met Michael she had shrugged off his suggestion of being her sugar daddy rather quickly, finding it too ridiculous to be true.

A friend of hers had been in a relationship with a guy in college but that was love, not money motivating things. Michael was old and well he was older than her own father. It had taken her a little over a week to mull things over and was not until her boss told her that her services were no longer required. The bitch had fired her and probably so that she could hire a guy that could help her in the office now and then. She did not know what to expect when she first got into the cab, leaving her tiny apartment to head over to his place.

Amazed, that is one word that is woefully inadequate to describe what she was thinking when the cab pulled up to the large mansion. She had not thought that the man she spoke with was this rich, sure he had a very expensive business suit on and had the latest iphone but even a well paid employee in middle management could afford those these days. She thought he was going to be someone like that, living in a normal house, driving a decent car and able to afford her expenses, not that she was all too expensive these days now that she knew just how much things were.

After being buzzed into the gate by a freaking butler, she took her time wandering to the front door, looking at the garden and the house, wondering if she had gotten the wrong address. Greeted by the butler, Chloe followed him throughout the house, her brain on auto pilot as she made her way from the threshold of the front entrance to the threshold of the study. Standing in the doorway, she was more scared than a deer in headlights at this moment, this was a life she had never known and had only dreamed about. Somebody pinch her, it has got to be a dream.

Chloe, that was her name, he remembered it when he saw her but up until then he was having trouble keeping it in his head. Before that day in the coffee shop he had not even seen her, normally he stopped somewhere else for coffee but on that day in particular traffic had caused him to change his normal routine on his way across town. That little bit of luck had helped him arrive just in time to find Chloe and when he found her he knew that he had just what he was looking for.

He had recently gone through a divorce with a wife fifteen years his junior, his second wife to be exact and he had divorced her because she had cheated on him, just perfect because with that he didn't have to pay any sort of alimony. He wanted something young and pretty, something that he would take with him where ever he wanted, some arm candy to show off and then take into the bed room to throw around however he wanted... and after two marriages ending the exact same way Micheal had a lot of interesting thoughts going through his head about what he would do with her.

“Glad to see you made it.” He said, glancing at his clock on the desk and taking note of the time. “However in the future you should be aware that better late then never is not a saying I am fond of... you will be on time, early preferably or else there will be consequences.” This was of course the least of the rules that he had for her, others were on the sheet of paper that he turned and slid across the table toward her. “Now if you will just look this over and sign it we can get your new life started.”

The paper was almost parchment, thicker and heavier then just normal printer paper with a water mark, his personal seal on the bottom of the sheet, above his own signature and below where she would sign. Above the list would detailed that he would buy for her whatever she wanted, clothing, shoes, up to and including two cars if she wanted them. Then followed the rules that she would need to follow if she wanted to keep these things.

1.Pants will not be worn inside of the house, skirts no longer then mid-thigh are acceptable but if they are worn underwear will not be worn with them. Any underwear that is worn will be of a provocative nature and exceptions to this rule might be made under special circumstances, such as a party or get together at his home.
2.She will not have anyone over without his permission and she will not leave the home without his permission. When outside of the house and away from him she would have her phone at all times and check in as often as he desired, to be decided before she left the house.
3.She would never deny him what he desired, anything that he said would go and if she said no he had the right to do as he wanted anyway.
4.Inside of the home he was her Master and to be refereed to in that manner or as daddy, when outside of the home she would still show him the proper respect.
5.The house would be kept clean, upon signing this the butler would be dismissed and she would take care of the day to day cleaning and cooking, however a cleaning service would be brought in once a week to take care of it.
6.She would wear a collar at all times as a sign of belonging to him, removing it would lead to a harsh punishment.
7.More rules might be added at any given notice, no approval would be needed for these new rules and any infraction of the rules would lead to punishment, as harsh as her new Master wanted to be... her body was now his property.

“Before you decide to reject my offer out of hand let me remind you that you don't have many other choices.” He told her with a smirk. “Your life will be very different with me but you will be well taken care of.”

It was true, Chloe had four options, the first was to accept this as it seemed to be a good deal, if she chose not to her remaining options were to whore herself out and likely end up in jail, a cheap means of keeping a roof over her head but not a very nice one. Accepting the lewd porn producers offer, she was sixteen and he wanted to make her a star despite her age. The final option was having to hitch hike back to her parents place, with no money to get there she was probably going to have to suck a couple of truck drivers cocks just to make it back and there was a chance they would not even take her back given how she had left. Chloe wondered about the reference to the time, he had not specified a time limit, simply given her his card and told her to think about it. It was only 11 in the morning so it was not as if she was making him stay up late either.

“I am sorry, I did not recall you suggesting that there was any time limit.”​

Reaching for a pen, she looked at the legal document for the dotted line, the rest of it was legal mumbo-jumbo to her, the rules and clauses having been hidden by paragraphs of legal junk. It would have taken her an hour just to read through the document and another three more before she could have sufficiently known that it was probably better for her to have tried her luck with the other alternatives. Signing her name on the dotted line swiftly, it would be apparent to Michael that Chloe had not read that she had effectively signed her rights away, and with that knowledge would have to teach her the rules or tell her them. Placing the pen down on the table, she looked to Michael and smiled innocently, believing that she would be better off, that she would not have to worry about things and that she just had to do her best impression of Pretty Woman, being arm candy and occasionally having sex with him, after all weren't older men not able to keep it up or do it too frequently? Someone had forgotten that Viagra was freely available on the market and stereotypes are not always correct.

“So what now?”​

Chloe didn't call him Master or Daddy, she had not even read the clause pertaining to that, Michael was going to have to ease her into this, she might have signed but she didn't know what she was signing into and the law was still on her side, at least until she had agreed to her terms after being made aware of them. Michael being filthy rich and having drawn up the contract was more than likely to have known what rights she had and just how screwed he would be if things did not work out. It would have been in his interest to ensure she was trapped within the contract.

While it was true that he hadn't specified a specific time he had expected her much sooner, an offer like this didn't come around for every young woman in the world and without knowing all the specifics about what would be involved he would have thought this was the sort of thing she would jump at, still he bit his tongue and held his temper in check while he waited for her to sign the papers that he had put together. But she hadn't read them, she had just signed them without even a single thought about what it might cost her and that was perfectly acceptable to Micheal, she would soon learn what was expected of her.

Despite the fact that she was essentially signing on to be his personal whore Micheal knew it was all quite legal, with age of consent in the state being sixteen and that also meant that if she was old enough to have sex she was old enough to understand a contract or at least ask for a lawyer who could explain things to her... and if she tried to back out then that was just what his lawyer would explain in court, and considering what that parasite charged Micheal knew that it would work.

As she asked what was next he was tempted to just drag her into his bedroom and take her, but now wasn't quite the time, nor was it time to correct her about how to properly address him. First it was time for the carrot and then later he would apply the stick to make sure that she understood what he was offering her. “Well I have a little bit of business to deal with today, got a few investments to look after.... and a little bit of a welcome to your new home celebration to be arranged. However you will find a black Mercedes Benz in the driveway with keys in the ignition and a credit card on the seat, both are yours provided you abide by the terms of the contract. Now the card has a ten thousand dollar limit so I would advise you don't overboard on the fun you have.” Let her go out, let her have a good time on her own and when she came back she would begin to see what would be lost if she tried to leave him. “You will be back promptly at five o'clock, in this office and not a minute late, am I understood?”

Chloe looked dumbfounded when he told her there was a Merc sitting in the drive way and a credit card for more money on it than she could spend on it. She was not exactly the smartest girl in school, obviously she had quit at 16 which is saying a lot about her intelligence, however, she was smart enough to understand that he could not have organized a credit card in her name so quickly and like when she went shopping with her parents, they had to sign off on all the things that were bought. Further more, a freaking Mercedes Benz, he was giving her a car like that? There was a problem with all of this, Michael might not have realized the issue but that was not his fault. Because Chloe had left school the day after her sixteenth birthday she had not yet gotten her license. To add to this, she would have thought that he would of wanted to supervise her, after all he was giving her a car and a lot of money, shouldn't he be ensuring that she did not spend it all on useless crap?

“Um I have a few questions. I don't have a license yet and I skipped out on most of my driving lessons at school and I don't think I would be covered with your insurance if I crashed, not to mention if the cops pulled me over, they would ask me a lot of questions I wouldn't know how to begin answering like how I came to have the car, as well as a credit card not even in my name.”​

Chloe had come by taxi, she had gotten to work via bus previously and had no need to learn how to drive until now, up until this point a car was beyond her price range. She was stuck in the house after all, or unless Michael decided that his meetings were not important and she had not been counting on that. She was however surprised she had been trusted with all of those gifts without even a single shred of trust having been earned. Looking around the study before looking back to Michael, her Sugar Daddy, the man that had saved her from being a whore or under-age porn star, at least so she had thought. Offering up a suggestion since his offer could not be taken up.

“I could maybe get familiar with the house, that way I don't get lost all the time?”​

She didn't even have a drivers license, well then that would make it quite a bit harder for her to try to run off and for that Micheal was quite glad. No doubt when she realized just what he had in mind she would be tempted to leave, not being able to drive would only make that quite a bit more difficult for her. “Well I can easily afford any insurance hike that you might cause and if there were any problems with the card then you could merely have them call me. You are right though, we don't want you to be breaking the law, dealing with that would be a great annoyance.” He said slowly, considering just taking her out himself. He honestly didn't have anything to do that couldn't be easily rescheduled for later on and having her out on the town would give him ample opportunity to test her.

Shuffling a few of the papers on his desk into a more organized pile and picking up the contract that she had signed Micheal got to his feet, stretching his back a little bit. When he had the time he would have to train Chloe to work on the knots that always seemed to form whenever he sat down for more then a few minutes at a time, save him the trouble of bringing in a Swedish massage once a week.

“Why don't you and I go out for a little bit then Chloe, there is a shopping center not far from here that I am sure you would love and we can make sure that you have plenty of things to wear, a young woman must have options.” He had already estimated her sizes and bought plenty of things, but aside from kinky outfits having some more normal clothing might not be a bad idea. The shopping center he referred to was definitely an upscale place, lots of designer clothing and one of a kinds for sale, definitely out of the price range for anyone making less then six figures a year, and even then it would have to be in the high end of the six figure range. “Follow me, we will take your Benz, I can arrange for you to have driving lessons later on.”

Without waiting to see if she would follow him Micheal set out toward the car, walking through the house at a quick pace. “Oh and a little reminder, as per your contract you are to refer to me as either Daddy or Master inside of these walls and by any suitable respectful title in public... you may want to read up on more of what you signed on the way, you will find an abridged copy on the back side of the last page.”

Chloe bit her lip as he looked up at her and spoke, she was not sure if she was going to anger him or make him think less of her because she could not do as he wanted her to do. She was concerned when he started on the insurance and having people call him about the card, did he really want her to go out despite not being able to do so legally? Relief swept over her as he noted that breaking the law would be inconvenient. Her left hand reached behind to clutch her hair, bringing the hair around her waist so she could twirl her hair around her fingers in a nervous habit. His shuffling of papers brought both the twinge of fear and relief, was he going to take her out, or was her ineptitude going to force him into punishing her in some manner. It was terribly difficult for her to stand there and not feel apprehensive, her situation was beyond her normal world, and this was just the tip of the iceberg.

Sighing with relief, smiling as he offered to take her out shopping. Shopping would be fun and she was sure that if she could flirt with him a little that maybe he would treat her well and let her spend his money whenever she wanted. Give him what he wants, arm candy and something pleasing to the eye and she could get what she wanted, it seemed simple and fair. The treat of him teaching her how to drive was eve better. Giddy that she could maybe learn how to drive and that could mean that she could go out and spend her days looking at clothes. Oh the dream. Nodding to him in agreement about following him to the car, she was enthusiastic and totally willing. When he told her about what she had to call him she was completely taken by surprise furthered by the comments in regards to her contract.

“Yes.... Daddy”​

She was a little uncomfortable with the term given that she did not even call her own dad that and the alternative was even worse. She had quickly thought up a respectable title for in public, using the simple but effective title that her male teachers had used, Sir. It would have to suffice and it would not roll of her tongue and leave a bad taste. Climbing into the Mercedes Benz in the passenger side, she looked for the supposed rules that she was meant to abide by. The first rule at first glance was okay, she did not wear pants often in any case but the part about not being able to wear underwear on certain skirts was getting a bit crazy. She was not an exhibitionist, at least she had never done such a thing before. The second rule seemed completely agreeable, it was his house, and she was not likely to have any friends over in any case. The leaving without his permission part was a tad overkill but that said, her own parents were much the same way. Having a phone on her was a natural thing so it seemed almost odd to be written as a rule. Number three sent shivers down her spine, a small part of her that she had long denied rejoiced at the idea but the majority of her core was shocked and not very happy with that rule. She had been introduced to rule four already, it was not very comfortable but she would make do with it.

Rule five seemed fair, she would work to keep the place tidy to earn her keep, again it was a lot like her parents except that her mother shared that responsibility. Six was just insane, it left her swallowing as she wondered just what kind of contract had she signed, again a small part of her, her innately submissive side cheered on but the rest of her entire being yearned to deny it, she was not a pet, she was not something that could be owned. Finally Rule 7, his right to make up the rules as he wanted. In essence it was god-mode, no matter how obedient she was of the rules he could throw something at her and not even give her any warning that a new rule had been brought into effect. Mean!

Those were the only question that she had for him about the rules? Micheal was a little bit shocked by that, he had expected some sort of protest from her, some sort of attempt to posture and point out how terrible that idea was. Of course she questioned number three and of course number seven seemed unfair. Seeing how that was the easiest to assure he about he decided to address that one first as the push of a button on the keys started up the cars engine, hearing that wonderful purr bringing a smile to his face as he climbed in and waited for her to join him before he spoke.

“About the final rule, any new rule that I decide to implement will not be enforced until after you have been informed about it and you will be given a fair amount of time to change any actions that infringe upon the new rule.” Of course what he considered fair might change from day to day or even in any given situation. “These rules may just be a temporary thing, a form of special punishment for some infraction of another rule and they are completely at my discretion.”

Smirking a little bit as he thought about how to best address rule number three while he started to drive, sticking carefully to just a few miles per hour above the speed limit and following the flow of traffic without cutting anyone off, he knew from experience that it would take only a few minutes to reach their destination.

“The third rule though, you signed yourself over to me. You are getting quite a lot out of this deal. Just as I won't deny you anything that you want you will not deny me anything either, in fact you no longer have the right to deny me anything.” Pulling into the parking lot of the large outdoor shopping center he looked her right in the eyes as a smirk creased his mouth a little bit. “If I wanted you to suck my cock right now then you would... or I would make you do it and then punish you for refusing, is that understood?”

Chloe watched as he started the car with a button, and looked to his hands as he shifted gears, she had never driven stick before, and her experiences with an automatic was rather limited too. The questions she asked were not the only ones she had, but they were the most immediate, the others would be taken care of when she needed clarification. The rule on underwear for instance, was that limited to just the house, or did it extend outside. Chloe had a lot of insecurities about her newly signed contract, she was starting to feel as if it was not the best deal for her. The drive was short, she had hardly noticed that they were on the move in the free flowing traffic, already a distance from the mansion. She had been preoccupied with the contract to notice. When he addressed the last rule she paid full attention to him and sighed with relief, at least she would be told about changes and wasn't going to be punished immediately because a new rule popped into his head a second ago and she was in violation of rule 8, wearing shoes whilst doing the dishes, or some other stupid rule meant to put her into trouble. Phew.

As they pulled into the shopping centre, her gaze was distracted from him by the names on the shop front, Louis Vuitton, Dior.... What was this place...This wasn't walmart or hot topic. Her eyes bulged and her lower jaw lowered, her lips parting until she was distracted again by his voice, what was that about her sucking his cock right now? Shaking her head, she looked to him as he spoke about a blowjob. She was trying to remember his exact words, part of it had been lost in translation by the thought of wearing such fine clothes and accessories. It seemed perfectly acceptable because of the shops she had seen and yet it was completely and utterly wrong. If it was just a blowjob in the car it would be fine, but he could use this at any time. In the middle of the street he could tell her to strip naked and blow him or worse. If she did not comply she would be punished, but still have to do it. He must of planned this, he had to of. It was plain evil to wait until now when she had seen such beautiful stores. Boy was she in trouble, Gulp.


She was sure now that they were no longer 'at home' they had well and truly left the property and if Michael had an issue with it, there would have to be revisions to his laws. She was fairly sure he had not commanded her to suck his cock, she just wanted to be clear so that she was not getting off on the wrong foot, after all she was so close to expensive boutiques and the more than fair odds that she would be leaving those stores with clothing and accessories in her hands. It was an incredible incentive not to piss off the man that was buying her gifts. A Louis Vuitton handbag alone was worth more than all of her worldly possessions combined. She would do much more than suck his cock if he wanted for that and more and her sentiments were hardly slutty, every girl she knew would have likely offered to be in a threesome if it got them that handbag.

Watching her reaction to the stores around her Micheal knew that he had her right where he wanted her, both of his ex-wives had been willing to do just about anything to get his go ahead to take a platinum card here and bow several thousand dollars and just shoes, this young woman who was working for minimum and shitty tips would be quite easy to train when he knew that material greed was such an easy trigger for her. Once she learned how to drive, if he even allowed it, he wondered what she might do for a Ferrari or some other over priced foreign car.

At her question he had to think a little bit, a blow job right then and there would be rather nice but he hadn't meant for that to be a command. Instead he merely smiled at her, proud that she had at least been willing to ask rather then assume that he wasn't giving her a literal command. “No, not quite yet Chloe.” He said gently. “I think that we can save such things for the bedroom once we get home, I will let you choose to thank me however you like.” Of course if she didn't do a good job he would be tying her down and fucking her wildly, already his cock was beginning to grow hard at just the thought of it.

Getting out of the car he started to walked toward the stores, expecting her to once again catch up with him. “You have made a smart choice in not fighting me on this Chloe.” He said when he heard her at his side, not even bothering to look toward her. “In exchange for making sure that my needs are satisfied then you will find yourself having a very fulfilling life with nothing denied to you, clothing, accessories, fine jewelry, it will all be yours... but before we get you any of that I think that we should find you some lingerie, I don't know what you currently possess but I doubt it is up to my standards.” The store he was leading her toward however was up to his standards, a small shop compared to the others it had a rather plain looking exterior but as soon as he opened the door it became evident that it wasn't like the other stores around for another reason, he had led her into a high end adult boutique, one that had a particularly large section catering to bondage.

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 24/7 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.”​

He smiled a little bit at her reaction to the store, clearly she would rather go to a place more like the hand bag store just next door but at the moment he had something more important that he wanted to buy her. There were bras, corsets, panties, and kinky costumes aplenty around them but none of those were what he was looking for. Instead he was going to try to make sure that she wasn't violating one of the rules, right now she was breaking it but he wanted to make sure that she became compliant as soon as possible. “We are here to get you a collar.” He explained with a small smile as he led her toward a part of the store dedicated entirely to neck wear, everything from lace chokers to diamond studded leather collars all around them. “Remember the rules, if you don't wear a collar at all times as a sign of submission to me then you will be dealt with harshly.”

Reaching out for her he swiftly wrapped two hands around her neck, squeezing lightly until he had an idea of the size of her neck. Then just as quickly he released her and looked at his hands to get a general idea of how large her neck was, quite small but that wasn't shocking considering how small she was. Certainly he would be able to toss her around and move her at his will and that alone was a fun idea that made his pants continue to grow tighter. Reaching out to the shelf he picked up two of the collars that were on a nearby shelf, both of them in the size that he estimated for her. The collars were nearly identical is design, both of them rather subtle things made of black leather with a catch for a leash that could be hidden inside, the only difference being that on the second one spelled out in silver lettering was the word Slut.

“I think these will both do.” He said as he slipped the plain collar around her neck, viewing the other collar as something to be worn more privately while the plain one could be worn out... unless she misbehaved of course. “Is there anything else around the store that you want, feel free to indulge in any secret desires you have.”

Chloe was not that comfortable being here, she had never been inside one of theses stores before, it felt dirty just being here. She'd have preferred not having to buy anything at all here but he was insisting. When he reached around her neck she immediately tensed up, she had not liked it when people put their hands on her neck and here he was, wrapping his fingers around it, all he need do was squeeze and she could have been choked. Her neck was indeed tiny, she could have gotten away with something that was only 5 inches. Every second that he had his fingers laced around her neck seemed to be an eternity, She felt quite insecure, just one of his hands was enough to choke her if he truly wanted to, his large hand fit three quarters of the way around her slender neck. Her submissive side was in utter joy, there was a man before her that took an interest in her, buying her a collar. His hands large enough to choke her with but a single hand not to mention that their difference in body weight was vast. She would never ever be able to kick him off if he decided what he wanted and likewise, he was likely strong enough to pick her up with just that one hand wrapped around her neck. Oh God, she truly was at his mercy.

Feeling relieved that he had let go of her and had not harmed her in any way. Her submissive aspect was deeply buried but it was quickly fighting its way to the surface, for now she was able to deny the feeling of enjoying all of this but it was likely going to be harder and harder to truly tell herself that it was not for her. Looking to the collars the first did not look too bad but the first mortified her. Slut. The word echoed throughout her core. She wasn't a slut, she had only every had one sexual partner and she had been most unwilling to explore her sex life even with him. She had no idea why the second one was going to be purchased although she was happy that he had chosen not to place it on her neck, there was a very high chance that she would have resisted him despite the allure of couture clothing and being taken care of. More things, he wanted to know if she wanted anything else from thee store!?

She was so tiny, so pale, so damn innocent. Chloe was like his own personal china doll, a little red head of his own to use and twist any way he desired. Micheal had no delusions that she was no virgin but he doubted she had very many partners, he remembered hearing about a fight with her boyfriend that had led to many of her problems. Later on he would have to ask her about that, he would have to extract it from her if she wasn't willing to just answer a simple question. Perhaps when she was properly broken in and serving him like a good little whore Brian would take a video tape of a session they were having and mail it to the ex, perhaps he would even do so very soon, bury his cock in her ass, pour hot wax over her ass and film it the entire time while a gag in her mouth kept her from screaming in pain or protest. Considering the size difference between them he knew he would be able to bend her in half backwards without any problem.

“In time a place like this will excite you rather then repulse you.” He said with a small smile, thinking of how much fun he would have once she was broken in. “In fact I wonder if it might excite you right now... if you might be resisting it.” Reaching out he carefully brushed a stray hair back from her face, again enjoying how much larger then her he was, that hand by her face just making for a useful comparison. “A pity you won't embrace that side of yourself now, if you would then I would be willing to give you a larger budget for today... but as it stands right now you only will get five thousand dollars to spend.”

He was of course lying about that, even if she had picked out more she wanted here he wouldn't have spend more then five thousand on her while out shopping today. This was just a taste, the first one is free as he had heard drug dealers liked to say. Turning on a heal he took her arm in his and led her toward the front of the store, pausing only to snag a black leather leash from a rack and to pay for the collars and the leash before leading her outside. “Now why don't you choose where you would like to spend the rest of that money today.” Of course he didn't point out to her that she would have to earn it very soon, she would be more then earning it. "Just keep in mind that anything you want will be modeled for me before it is purchased, I won't have my little girl looking anything less then flawless."

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.

He smiled a little bit, of course she had expected to show off her body to him when she arrived. Micheal hadn't just made this offer to her out of the kindness of his hard and even though she gave off an impression of innocence he had no doubt she wasn't entirely native. Modeling though was the least of what he wanted to have her do, if she misbehaved then he had a bottle of dog pheromones and a few very eager guard dogs that hadn't been allowed to mount a bitch in two years. Those were of course being saved for a way to punish her or perhaps as a form of entertainment at a party that he had in mind for the near future. And Micheal had a game that he wanted to play with her, a little hunt where she would be running across his grounds to escape from him while he used the dogs to track her down.

Grinning he looked down at himself, knowing that with a young thing like this he might not need the bottle of Viagra that he had gotten a subscription for a month before, before he had even seen her. Even then he had known that he wanted to find himself a little toy very soon to play with.

Some people might find what he was doing morally reprehensible, they might find his ideas to be disgusting, but all around them Micheal could see bleach blonde plastic whores who were married to men twice their ages just because of the money and the other perks involved in it. In his mind Micheal was just being more honest and getting his monies worth, what was the point of having a little whore if he wasn't going to use and abuse her in every way that he could. Hell, if she pleased him enough then he might hold onto her, maybe marry her and the best part was that if he didn't enjoy himself with her then he could just toss her aside, leave her broke and penniless on the streets... all the power in the world when it came to this woman was his now.

As she walked he followed behind her for a bit, his eyes on that toned ass of hers while he wondered how she kept in that shape, maybe yoga or Pilates. “IF I might make a suggestion, one of the rules is that your underwear must be provocative, so unless you have something stashed away for when you get home you should probably get something to avoid punishment.” As he said this he moved to her side, an arm around her waist looking like any other older man who had found a sweet young thing to enjoy.

Chloe reciprocated his grasp, sliding her hand behind his back as she leaned into him, she felt desired, it did not need to be love, she definitely did not love him, but the feeling of being desired and knowing it to be true without a doubt, that was a feeling that she definitely wanted to keep. Staying close by to her Sugar Daddy, she did not care that he was old enough to be her real dad, he desired her and had shown it unlike her two bit ex boyfriend. Revenge was perhaps what this was, taking everything nice from this business deal and comparing it to her failed relationship. Smiling as she looked up to him, she was happy, Chloe was happy because she could feel desired, to be wanted by a man and also because she was planning on buying clothes and that meant to go shopping! Looking up to the shop signs, Chloe stepped ahead of him just enough to cut him off so that she could step inside of the store they were about to pass by. This little boutique would be perfect to start, it had a varied range of clothes and a couple of accessories.


Separating herself from her Daddy after stepping inside, smiling and waving to the store clerk, greeting her, pointing to Michael as if silently explaining her being there. Chloe was not exactly dressed richly and would likely have been asked to leave soon after stepping inside. Hopefully the clerk would take the hint and talk to Michael so that she could start a tab. Making her way through the racks and beyond mannequins placed strategically throughout the store, Chloe sifted through the clothes, accumulating a couple of dresses, skirts and tops over her left forearm. It would not take too long before she was going to be overloaded with things to try on. Perhaps after Michael was done flashing his credit card that he and the clerk could help her out. It was going to be a long day, but boy was it going to be fun. It was just like a scene from pretty woman, her Daddy wasn't Richard Gere, but if he was going to let her buy clothes then who cares.

When she was starting to get a bit of a sore arm from carrying around the clothes she looked over to her Master, waving him over so she could use him as her human clothes rack. She would not think that he would mind, after all he would get to see up and close what she had chosen and if he wanted to could through it back on the rack if it did not meet his criteria. Still, he would need to be careful, she might not be the sharpest knife in the draw but she did have a good memory when it came to clothes, he would need to explain himself if she caught wind that something she liked was put away before she even got a chance to try it on, let alone model it.

For now, Chloe kept just to clothes, the scarfs, handbags, hats and shawls would have to wait, just as she would need another store if she was to get new shoes or lingerie.

Micheal was well aware of the fact that if he were not there then Chloe wouldn't be tolerated for long and he was counting on her realizing that as well. As much as his body screamed for him to use her to sate his considerable needs he would hold back, get her a taste of what being his personal cum dumpster would bring her and then... bring out the whips and chains and maybe even a cattle prod if he was feeling particularly sadistic. Smiling a little bit at the clerk and nodding that she was indeed with him he followed behind his new pet, watching her pick up clothing with glee for each item she desired just made her his that much more.

He could see the clerk looking at her in the same manner and as she passed him the clothing a nasty little idea occurred to him. Motioning the man over he quickly whispered into his ear, seeing the greed that appeared on his cohorts face when he head the thought, no doubt the young man would give his left nut for what Micheal was offering. Looking through the clothing that had been handed off to him Micheal found a skirt that he felt was short enough for his purposes, short and tight which made things even better.

“Chloe dear.” He called to get her attention as he walked up to her. “The clerk over there has offered you a deal, if you will put this skirt on and give him your panties then twenty percent of your purchase will be deducted.” Of course the clerk had tried to say that he wanted to fuck her or at least get a hand job but Micheal would have none of that, not yet. He would break her in himself, enjoy her every hole before someone else got to play with her, and then he might watch many people play with her at once for a good time. “So why don't you go slip them off and slide this on... it would make me happy.”

This was more of a test then an order, if she didn't obey him right now then he would punish her for it later, there would be no reward for obedience other then the discount though. Either way he would be happy, to have her so willing to obey him so soon would be lovely but having her disappoint him would be a wonderful excuse to punish and play a little bit, he had just the tools in mind, a latex arm bind with ropes to hold her in an awkward position while very high heels helped present her to him properly.

Chloe looked to Michael as he showed her the skirt and spoke to her about the deal, 20% was rather good, but she had a better idea. There were lots of clothes on sale here, now normally it would not matter what way you swing it, if you got something for half price and then put a 20% discount on that it is the same as a 20% discounted item then being reduced to half its discounted price. Chloe was no mathematical genius however it was shopping, when it came to shopping it should not be surprised if she could solve string theory or come up with the perfect calculation for a working fission reactor, it was much the same with footballers, any time they failed their maths class you just needed to re-word the math problems into football related questions and they were able to pass if just barely.

“20% off on the full price of anything discounted plus what is already discounted, and I get one free purchase with every 10 items I buy. I will model the skirt now if you like but the panties are not coming off until i've finished looking for what I want and showing you what I want.”​

Chloe could haggle, this was a deal that they wanted, she had no obligation to do so as her Daddy was not ordering her to do it nor was that even a factor in her thinking. They wanted her panties, and she was going to make them work for it. With her deal, a $1000 dress discounted to $500 was going to only be $300 instead of $400 with that deal. Further more Chloe was intending on buying a lot of clothing, it would be easy to pick up 10 rather inexpensive items and them claim an expensive item as her freebie. When it came to money and shopping and getting the best deal, Chloe was a seasoned veteran.

Chloe's intentions were obvious, she wanted to have as least amount of time as possible being without panties, she was going to be changing clothes often and she had to have panties on, some of these skirts she wanted were designed to show the panties off, skirts that when worn properly exposed her ass whenever she so much as leaned over to pick up a pencil. She was modeling for Michael, not for the Clerk. Her pussy was for Michael, his to touch, to please and to see. Nobody else had any right to look because they were not in the habit of spending thousands of dollars on her.


Chloe was far more dominant than she had been before, shopping was her confidence booster, when she was shopping for things she wanted she knew how to take charge and get what she wanted, unlike before in the sex shop where she was frightened, aroused and confused all at the same time even though she would only agree about two of those. Piling the clothes onto Michael's arm, taking the skirt from his hand before handing it to the clerk as she went looking for more clothes to add to her pile of must try on list.


That was definitely more than a backbone showing there, that was the words of a woman that was not about to take shit from anyone. She followed Michael's rules, she had been utmost respect in addressing him, she had even taken to calling him Daddy in public despite it sounding weird to her even in private. He was her Daddy, her Sugar Daddy. Right now she was getting lots of sugar in the form of clothes. Picking up another dress, she finally had enough to keep herself busy for a while. There was thousands of dollars in clothes piled up either in Michael's arms, the clerks or her own. Hopefully things would work out well, the next shop along the strip was a Victoria's secret so she knew there was panties at her disposal even if she gave these ones out. After a quick stop in there she wouldn't have to worry and perhaps then they could have some lunch since it would likely be closer to 2pm by that stage.

Her negotiations were downright brilliant. He had gone for twenty percent off because it was an easy sell when he saw the way that the clerk had been looking at her, but as she started making her demands he saw the look in the clerks eyes, a little bit of conflict before he started to nod his agreement to her demands. He saw the clerk open his mouth to add his own demands to the arrangement but Micheal kept him quiet with a glare.

Some of the skirts she had picked out would work so much better to show her off then the ones she was wearing, he knew that there were some that would show off her pert little ass the moment she went to pick up. The one he had chosen was short but as tight as it was the skirt would cling to her skin and keep from showing anything off.

True it might be fun to make her go through the rest of the day without panties on but Micheal knew the store that was next to this one was a Victoria's Secret, in here she might be able to pick out everything she wanted but in that store he would be giving quite a bit of input on what it was that she purchased. He laughed a little bit as she threw out the comment about using her panties to beat off and leaned in to kiss her cheek, he really had found one with quite a bit of spirit and he would enjoy bending her to his will, it wouldn't be much fun if she didn't have something of a backbone for him to be challenged by.

“Very good baby.” He praised her with a smile as he looked over the piles of clothing, knowing that even with the new deal that she had worked out there were several thousand dollars worth of clothing in the piles, she probably hadn't reached the five thousand dollar limit yet but it was certainly getting a bit close. “Let the man who makes commission know who owns your body.” This deal, he was letting it go through because seeing how she was reacting was amusing to him but if he didn't remind the clerk how much he stood to gain by keeping Chloe happy he might decide that the insults weren't worth putting up with. “Now why don't you go try these things on so Daddy can see what looks good on you and what doesn't.” Of course he would let her get whatever she wanted but he would of course tell her what he liked and what didn't really work out for him. “Daddy is getting a little bit hungry so we should speed this up.”

Chloe beamed as Michael gave her a soft kiss to the cheek, she was getting his affection, she made him laugh just moments ago from her joke about the store clerk and soon enough she was going to hopefully put him in a very good mood by showing off all these clothes to him. Chloe certainly did have a back bone, it was often lost to her in many situations but when she was in her A game she was good. Most of the time she acted demure, placid and was an easy push over when it came to arguments. Her former boss and her ex boyfriend never had to deal with confrontation from her, whenever the time came for them to assert their authority she was the proverbial door mat. Even Michael would have noticed that she had not yet argued with him, she had brought up questions but had not been so brazen or bold as to say that something wasn't right and that he had to fix it. Of course things were wrong. She had signed herself into sexual slavery, she just had not been informed about it because there had been little white lies and half truths.

“Yes, I can't wait to try them all out and I could have a bite to eat soon too.”​

Leaning into him, her breasts pressing around his bicep as she brought herself to stand on her tippy toes just so that she could reach his ear to whisper into.

“Only you should get to see me, Please make sure that only my Daddy gets to see anything too revealing, the pervert is making lots of money from this so I only want to be pleasing to the eye for you.”​

She did not want the clerk to be privy to her more revealing outfits. She wanted it to be for Michael only, he was paying for this, he was letting her have so much fun. She knew there were costs tacked onto what she was doing, there would be sex, she was going to be swallowing more than her pride tonight but that was the price she paid to have an extravagant life. Inching up just enough so that she could place the bottom of his earlobe between her teeth, lightly pressing her teeth against it before letting it go so she could leave a trail of kisses down his neck. It was for show, to show the Clerk that she was not single, that she was taken and to please her Daddy before she changed into her new outfits. She did not like the store clerk, not one bit. He was a pervert that wanted her panties and at such a high class shop, had Michael not been there she would not have even been allowed in the shop door, or if she was the clerk would have tried demanding outrageous requests such as letting him fuck her or to blow him. That had happened once before at another store when she with her friends. They all ended up leaving immediately, none of them could afford the clothes, it was just to try them on and kill time shopping and admiring the clothes. Letting some random fuck them just so they can look at clothes they could never afford was not incentive to linger. Chloe had plans to work her deal as hard as she could, she had him by the balls with her deal with just the discount offer, the additional demand was gravy, she planned on picking out very expensive items as her freebies and buying all the cheaper items, sometimes buying a double of an item despite not needing it all in the name of getting the pleasure of being able to take a $500 dress out of the shop without paying a cent for it. The Clerk might make plenty of money from the commission considering the vast amount she would buy but at the end of the day she was going to make sure he made the least amount of commission from it because all the expensive clothes she planned to take for free.

Taking Michael's hand, she led him to the change room since he had most of the clothes. She had an idea as she got to the change room. It was a brilliant idea and it would work given that the Clerk was unlikely to get much commission from anyone else coming to the store today. There were four change stalls, two on the left and two on the right, all she needed was to have the store closed for the duration and she could have the curtain left open for only Michael to see, that way he could sit there in the opposing stall with a chair and watch as she strips to her underwear and puts her clothing on. Yes, then she would only have to strike a pose and twirl around to get him to see if it was good, maybe bend over at his request. The best part of it was that the clerk would be elsewhere, busy getting her more clothes or preparing the clothes they decided to buy into bags ready for her to take on her way.

“Convince him to close the shop so I can have you watching me from in the stall opposite this one, then you wont ever have to worry about waiting to see if I am ready, you get to see it as it happens. Wouldn't that be better?”​

Chloe was sure that he would take it, it was exactly what she thought he wanted her for, a pretty girl to show off for him, as well as being arm candy for upscale parties so his rich friends don't mock him for being single or being unable to catch an attractive girl. The rich never needed viagra, they could afford the next best thing and had been able to for centuries, a young woman to flirt with them. Showing interest in him would get her better shopping rewards, it was a circle of happiness, make him happy and she can be happy.

Micheal knew exactly what she had been up to with her deal involving the clothing, seeing how some of the clothing far outmatched other items in price he put together that she intended to get the incredibly expensive items for free so she could get more without going over the limit that he had put on how much she could spend. Rather clever of her as far as he was concerned and that just made the clerk an even bigger fool for having accepted the deal without thinking of it. In fact Micheal wouldn't be shocked to find the clerk would get fired for how much would just be walking out of the store.

Even more pleasing then how she was fucking that idiot over was her suggestion about giving him a show in the dressing rooms by closing off the rest of the store so no one else could possibly see his property. “Shut the fucking door and there is another two hundred dollars in it for you. You will stay out of the dressing room and if I catch you trying to look in on us then I will beat you to death with my bare hands.” He barked at the young man who through a combination of greed and fear ran to lock the door and pull down the blinds, Micheal wondered if he could have gotten him to do it just by yelling rather then bribery, someone desperate enough to beat off using panties seemed like they would be easily intimidated, at least that was how Micheal saw it.

The feeling of her breasts against his arm had not only let him know that they were just about perfect, a nice size and supple while still being perky, but it had also gotten him in the mood for more then just a show. Of course he was going to wait until they were back in his home so he could fuck her properly... but that didn't mean that he couldn't get a good hands on appreciation of his new pet. A little bit of a tease when he watched her would only serve to drive him crazy.

A hands on inspection would allow him to better know what he would be experiencing later on in the evening. Moving to sit in the stall that she indicated he smiled and adjusted himself a little bit, just to make the large bulge in his pants more evident to her. “Now show me what is mine.” He instructed her, eager to see how quickly she would comply with his instructions. "And be aware of a new rule, as soon as possible if not already done you will remove any and all hair from below your neck and you will never allow me to find a single hair at any time."

Chloe was pleased when he agreed with her suggestion and grinned whilst she was out of view from the clerk, it was a nasty shit eating grin. She was more than happy that the pervert was going to miss out getting anything other than her panties although she was going to end up giving him a bonus in that she was sure that her private show was going to work her up and work Michael up. Good thing she would not have to be walking around all day in dirty underwear. Hanging the clothes up on various hooks left on the stall wall, Chloe turned to Michael as he told her about the new rule, no hair. That would not be a problem so long as he was going to pay for her to keep going to get waxed. It felt better without hair and it was so much easier to keep hygienic not to mention it was pretty much stock standard when wearing thongs or a bikini.

Removing her clothes, Chloe stripped down to her bare essentials, a dark navy blue bra & panties. Neither were much to look at to be honest, it was nothing special compared to some. They were cheap, wal-mart bought items because honestly that is all her budget could afford up until 11 am this morning. Turning to the side, she gave Michael a side on view of her now unclothed body, swaying her hips before pivoting to turn her back on him. Wrapping the micro mini skirt around her waist before adjusting the clips and its position so it hugged her hips, the black mini skirt was little more than an oversized belt, it was more an item that she had picked up because it was cheap, but it could serve a purpose too, useful if they went out to the beach she could use it to give herself some coverage getting too and from the beach as a bikini is far too little. Matching the skirt, she grabbed a small yellow tank top, it was well fitted for her but had little room for her breasts to grow, if she grew too much the top would have clung to her body like sarin wrap. The shirt was not low cut, it was just a regular T-shirt with a red heart laced onto the chest, to the left of it read Love, and to the right read Me. Perfect for those days she wants to go out shopping, it was light weight, it was normal and she had always liked those sort of tops.

Turning around now that she had pulled the shirt over her head and was confident that the outfit worked, posing for Michael letting him decide what he thought of the outfit. This was just the beginning, she had lots of shirts, low cut tops, tank tops, tube tops, skirts, micro mini skirts, sun dresses, strapless cocktail dresses and various and usually expensive dresses she had picked out thinking that they would spend time going on dates to restaurants or dinner parties where she needed to be in formal wear. Perfect for a classy look, appeasing to the eye and tailored so she could be taken to the dance floor if he wanted. That said, it also would have allowed for easy access for sex though one single cum stain and it would be ruined. Save the clothed sex for the cheap stuff.

“Don't worry about that Sir, so long as you keep me in the manner that I am accustomed you won't have to worry about hair, I try to have a waxing regularly, now I have you I can get it without worrying about what I am going to go without for the month. Now then, what do you think, It's not the most expensive stuff but I think it would be good, the shirt is handy when I go out and the mini well its very short so maybe only when I want to go to the beach.”​

As he watched her in dress he knew she was absolutely perfect, some men loved the large busted blondes but Micheal's tastes ran more toward smaller red heads, a modest bust was a price well worth paying for a body that was tighter then a vice around his cock and red heads were a personal favorite of his. After he was done fucking her tonight he would use that perfect red hair of hers to clean his cock, adding a few streaks of white to that red to make it stand out all the more and have her eyes pop. Her pale skin was also quite flawless, a few freckles but nothing to much to be called a flaw.

And as more of that skin became exposed to him Micheal licked his lips, hungry for a taste but denying himself for the time being would only make the eventual meal that she would be more enjoyable when the time came to devour her. “I like it.” He grunted as he began to stroke the hardness between his legs through his pants, the feeling more of a tease of what he would soon be enjoying. “The top I can honestly do with or without but the skirt is lovely, really shows off your ass, how do you keep it so toned?” Whatever her secret was he would have her doing it more often, make it absolutely perfect.

He grinned a little bit when she said that she waxed whenever she could, honestly he wondered about some laser hair removal, make sure that her body was always perfectly smooth and bare as the day she was born. That he would put off though, perhaps his tastes would change at a later date and it would be annoying to want to see a small patch of hair when none could grow. “Now I am sure the rest of it looks magnificent on you, so why don't you take off those panties and sit on daddies lap?” He hadn't missed how she had slipped back to using Sir rather then Daddy once the clerk wasn't around but he wanted to encourage her. Spreading his legs a little bit he motioned for her so take a seat, not expecting to be disappointed.