1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 7


    Date: 8/6/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    Stacy wakes up from a deep sleep. Her soft, milky skin glows in the early sunlight. She sits up and moves her long, dark hair behind her ears. She quickly becomes aware of her young body. She runs her fingers slowly down her strong thighs and slender legs. Her panties feel warm against her supple bum. Life seems different this morning. Stacy no longer lives in the same world she did yesterday. At least, that's how it feels. ~~~ Stacy has breakfast and checks her phone. ------ 212 Chestnut crescent. 11:30am. Please don't be late. And remember to wear your new outfit. Be prepared to work if your interview goes well. She might need you to start working right away. ~Miss Cara ------ Ugh. I'm nervous already. I hate being nervous like this. She googles the address. Huh, it's in a residential area. Am I not going to an office? This is going to be an interesting day... Stacy checks the time. It's 9:00am. At least I don't have to rush. ~~~ Stacy runs wildly through the network of forest paths near her house. Jogging got Stacy through her most of her stressful college years. Every pounding step shakes her legs and relaxes her nerves. The burning in her lungs and limbs feels almost delicious. It's almost a relief not to feel aroused for once. In the back of Stacy's mind, Miss Cara hangs in her thoughts; scantily clad and wet. ~~~ Stacy gets home and takes off her running clothes. She stands in her panties as she goes through her closet. She pulls out the fancy new outfit and lays it ...
    on the bed. How can they seriously charge all that money for a thin, little skirt and a blouse? Stacy pulls down her panties, still damp from her workout and goes to put them in her dirty laundry basket. But, she holds them there in her hand for a moment. Images of yesterday flash into her consciousness. The way Miss Cara made her feel so horny and helpless. Immediately, her pussy betrays her and begins to ache with need. Mmm… She moves her hand down between her legs, intent on satisfying the warm, tingling urges coming from within. Oh, damnit. Stacy freezes with anxiety as she remembers her deal with Miss Cara. I can't touch myself... The thought is crippling as she trembles, naked in her bedroom. Oh god. Knowing I can't, makes me want it so much more. Her hand hovers an inch from her hopeful lips, fingers poised to caress her clit. She's going to ask you, Stacy. She's going to ask you and she'll know you're lying to her. Stacy whimpers weakly as she fights with herself. Her clit hums with need, pleading to be touched. You can't touch yourself! Control yourself, for Becca. "Fuck..." Stacy forces herself into the shower. She makes the water much colder than she normally would. ~~~ Stacy takes a cab to the address. The place is even nicer than she had expected. The house is mostly dark wood and rich, red brick. A stone walkway leads her to the front door. She can feel her nerves making her stomach churn. It's uncomfortably distracting and makes her worry about knocking. Come on ...
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