her car and started the engine, she thought about what Aimee had said. She realized that Luke needed her for a particular reason for whatever event they were going to on Friday. She also had to remind herself she was the submissive after all and what he required of her was exactly what she was told to do. Luke asked very little of her in the way of supporting him. Smiling, she put the car into drive and headed for her favorite dress shop. Finding the perfect red dress was something she was going to do.
****
Seeing Jessie had been entirely by chance but Bart didn’t believe in coincidences. Going to a mall for any reason was far removed from his every day lifestyle, so catching a glimpse of the stunning blond from across the crowded passageway meant he was supposed to see her. Chuckling, he studied the way she moved so fluidly through the mass of people, making her way with a steady and very purposeful gait. She wasn’t one to bullshit or take crap from anyone. Perhaps that’s why he was so attracted to her.
He watched as she stopped just outside the Victoria’s Secret store window and placed her hand on the glass. Inching forward, he could swear the look on her face was one of angst, confusion. Shoving the dress shirt he was ready to purchase down on top of a counter, he waited until she went inside the store to move out of the exclusive men’s store and toward her. Bart kept his distance but didn’t hesitate before entering the sexy shop. Jessie was nowhere to be seen.
Marla was certainly a fan of the store and picking her up a few naughties wasn’t a bad idea. She was a good girl after all, a woman who was a damn good cocksucker. Very quickly he managed to snag two teddies Marla would like as well as grabbing a few thong panties. It didn’t matter if the items were his submissive’s size. This venture wasn’t about Marla at all. He moved slowly through the store, realizing women were following his every move, curious as to what he was purchasing. Or maybe more to the effect of for whom.
A smile curled across his face, his hard cock pushing against his soft linen pants to the point he stood breathless for a full minute. She was beautiful in her quiet reverence, the way she brushed a stray wisp of hair from her face. He could see a sly grin cross her face briefly as she held up a corset, her eyes darting all the way the lacy and satin front. When she held up a second one he couldn’t resist and casually walked over.
“I think the red is much more your color. The vibrancy will highlight not only your beautiful face but the woman buried deep inside.”
Jessie bristled from either the interruption or his voice. Very slowly she turned her head, narrowing her eyes. The look dripped of disdain. Her gaze drifted to the items in his hand. “Well, at least you have some amount of good taste.”
Bart weighed the words carefully. “If you belonged to me I’d take you in the back and whip your ass for the insolence.”
A broad smiled crossed her face. “Fortunately for you I don’t belong to you for I fear you’d stay in a constant state of anguish.”
A flash of raw anger passed through every cell in his body as her eyes shimmered, recognizing his discomfort. God he wanted nothing more than to push her to her knees, forcing his cock deep inside her mouth. Instead he burst into laughter. “As I mentioned before, Luke isn’t capable of handling a fine submissive such as yourself. I should seriously make him an offer.”
“The last time I checked I wasn’t for sale. Oh yes, and if I were, I’d rather be eaten alive by tigers rather than obey anything you have to say. And I can tell you Luke would never allow you to touch me. Got it?” The words hung in the air.
“There is just one problem with your scenario,” Bart said casually as he pulled a similar bustier from the rack, crimson in color, fingering the bodice. He could tell she was fighting her curiosity.
Jessie cleared her throat and slapped
****
Seeing Jessie had been entirely by chance but Bart didn’t believe in coincidences. Going to a mall for any reason was far removed from his every day lifestyle, so catching a glimpse of the stunning blond from across the crowded passageway meant he was supposed to see her. Chuckling, he studied the way she moved so fluidly through the mass of people, making her way with a steady and very purposeful gait. She wasn’t one to bullshit or take crap from anyone. Perhaps that’s why he was so attracted to her.
He watched as she stopped just outside the Victoria’s Secret store window and placed her hand on the glass. Inching forward, he could swear the look on her face was one of angst, confusion. Shoving the dress shirt he was ready to purchase down on top of a counter, he waited until she went inside the store to move out of the exclusive men’s store and toward her. Bart kept his distance but didn’t hesitate before entering the sexy shop. Jessie was nowhere to be seen.
Marla was certainly a fan of the store and picking her up a few naughties wasn’t a bad idea. She was a good girl after all, a woman who was a damn good cocksucker. Very quickly he managed to snag two teddies Marla would like as well as grabbing a few thong panties. It didn’t matter if the items were his submissive’s size. This venture wasn’t about Marla at all. He moved slowly through the store, realizing women were following his every move, curious as to what he was purchasing. Or maybe more to the effect of for whom.
A smile curled across his face, his hard cock pushing against his soft linen pants to the point he stood breathless for a full minute. She was beautiful in her quiet reverence, the way she brushed a stray wisp of hair from her face. He could see a sly grin cross her face briefly as she held up a corset, her eyes darting all the way the lacy and satin front. When she held up a second one he couldn’t resist and casually walked over.
“I think the red is much more your color. The vibrancy will highlight not only your beautiful face but the woman buried deep inside.”
Jessie bristled from either the interruption or his voice. Very slowly she turned her head, narrowing her eyes. The look dripped of disdain. Her gaze drifted to the items in his hand. “Well, at least you have some amount of good taste.”
Bart weighed the words carefully. “If you belonged to me I’d take you in the back and whip your ass for the insolence.”
A broad smiled crossed her face. “Fortunately for you I don’t belong to you for I fear you’d stay in a constant state of anguish.”
A flash of raw anger passed through every cell in his body as her eyes shimmered, recognizing his discomfort. God he wanted nothing more than to push her to her knees, forcing his cock deep inside her mouth. Instead he burst into laughter. “As I mentioned before, Luke isn’t capable of handling a fine submissive such as yourself. I should seriously make him an offer.”
“The last time I checked I wasn’t for sale. Oh yes, and if I were, I’d rather be eaten alive by tigers rather than obey anything you have to say. And I can tell you Luke would never allow you to touch me. Got it?” The words hung in the air.
“There is just one problem with your scenario,” Bart said casually as he pulled a similar bustier from the rack, crimson in color, fingering the bodice. He could tell she was fighting her curiosity.
Jessie cleared her throat and slapped
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