The jolt that she got, radiating up her arm from when his hand clasped around hers was intimidating but it felt good. It made her lace her fingers with his and willingly go wherever he took her. Even as he showed her the rest of the house, Chloe was in a sort of daze, simply looking at him rather than actually looking anywhere else. How did she get so lucky? Because you lied to him and said you were successful when you’re obviously not! What he didn’t know wouldn’t kill him.
After the tour, she looked at him and bit her lower lip, trying not to worry it too much so she didn’t bite her lipstick off. She was going to strip right here in front of him, get on her knees and say all that? But somehow the way he commanded it, the look in his eyes, Chloe couldn’t resist. She found herself submitting just like that, her eyes locked on his. First to come off was her dress, slowly, unzipping it down the side and letting a bit of flesh be revealed before she pulled it off of her and let it fall to the ground. Next to come off was her bra, to which she unclasped via the clasp in the front and let that fall to the ground on top of the dress. Following in close succession were her panties, garter belt, ankle boot heels and then finally her nude stockings that had a black lace trim. Moving down on her knees with actual swift grace, Chloe folded up her clothes, dress first, then bra and panties, garter belt, stockings and her heels lay on top of them.
Looking up at him, she sat there completely nude with her things in her hands in a pile and she held it up. “I, Chloe, give my body to you.” She broke her gaze from his momentarily before meeting it again, finishing the final words of the promise, of the ultimate submission. “You, Ryan, are my Master, the only man I will ever love.”