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FEMDOM tales: 13 Female Led Relationships & Submissions novellas. From light to hard. From staring at dangling heels to hardcore ballbusting

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"Come with me."

Schmuck obediently got out of the car. Corrected its economy in trousers. It took the purse and followed me.

Constant coldness, not interest. Looking at tsatskas. Conversations with sales consultants should rarely, but regularly, change to close contact.

I said in his ear, running my hand through the hair on the back of his neck.

Oh, what a sweet thrill it is to feel him literally fluttering in my hands. She brushed her hip against his groin.

We walked around. More precisely, I led him on an invisible leash through the hall with perfume and cosmetics and we went up to the second floor.

Almost immediately (it is important that it is sudden for him) I took him to the locker room.

I unzipped my little belly fly and dumped out his cock and testicles. She wrapped her arm around him.

Here, girls, is the most important thing. The grip should be confident and skillful.

For men, a handshake is very important. It's no coincidence that they always shake hands first to see who you're dealing with.

A sluggish, hesitant, exploring handshake is an instant disqualification in the world of men.

So I grabbed his already swollen penis and immediately, without swaying, began to jerk off.

"Ew, what are you doing, stop…"

"Don't you like it, Kid?"

"Oooh… ahh…"

Talking when you are accelerated from zero to orgasm in ten seconds is almost impossible.

It is important to blow his head off so that he completely loses control.

My pen worked harder and harder, controlling his orgasm completely. I could feel the trunk stiffen. And that he's only moments away from splattering the entire changing room with his cum.

But it's still early.

"Just don't come so fast -" I patted his testicles, " You're not a quick shot, are you?"

Then I looked sternly at the man, who was already rolling his eyes and breathing heavily.

"Or did it happen?"

You can always tell by the way its appendage tensed and throbbed. And this happened to every guy. I squeezed his dignity even tighter.

– Byvaaaalo… Don't worry. It's okay, "I said, stroking his voice," but we're not getting our pants dirty right now." Is everything clear?" Don't Get Dirty!

I took my hand out of his underwear and walked casually on my heels in front of him. The kid ran after me like a tethered dog. I even stopped looking around. I can feel his loyalty on my back.

I was calmly picking out dresses, and my hand-held ATM was nearby.

– Hello, can you sit down? The boutique employee asked helpfully.

"He'll stand," I answered sternly for him, and continued flipping through the summer dresses on the coat rack.

It's hard to say I wasn't aroused by his complaisance. At the same time, I wanted to humiliate him even more.

But I just fluttered my eyelashes and pretended to be a "girl-girl".

I groped for a pair of dresses that matched the texture of the fabric as much as possible. I love when the softness of the surface is combined with the dullness of my skin. On the shoulders. On the hips. Around the waist. It's so nice to wear dresses in the summer, enjoying the warm evenings and light wind.

I knew that my" driver " with a boner was only thinking about finishing what he had started.

But now I wasn't even looking at him. No eye contact. No attention paid. Talking to salespeople as if I were the only one here.

He must wait. And it should be in a powerful information deficit.

I stepped into the booth and took off my clothes. All the gold mirrors around me reflected a plump, big-boobed lady who likes to lead men around. In beautiful tight underwear.

Standing in the middle of Moscow in nothing but underwear and stilettos was already a pleasant pleasure, and knowing that a strange man was about to open his purse and pay for a chic dress with a three – digit price tag-turned me on even more.

I even squeezed my nipples through the foam of my bra.

Putting on my expensive clothes, I turned around in front of the mirrors.

The dress wasn't tight anywhere, so I called out to him.

"Little one, help me choose."

Schmuck obediently went into the locker room to the smiles of the consultants.

"Do you like this dress?"

I twisted and turned in front of him, exposing my curves and curves to his sweaty gaze.

"Yes…" he swallowed, " Very…"

"Then… get your baby out…"

His eyes widened again.

"Uh-uh … maybe…"

"Why are you moaning like a whore?" Get it out, I said! – any attempts at bargaining should be nipped in the bud.

The man obediently took out his penis and held it in his hand.

"Come on, come on! I even indicated with my hand exactly what movements I expected him to make.
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