1. Stacy's Submission ~ Chapter 6


    Date: 2/12/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Aerith_Lives, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    Wh… wait. Wh… huh? Stacy feels incredibly vulnerable. The nervous panic all over her body is quickly manifesting itself between her legs. Her pussy tingles, letting her know she's very excited by this. "But," she argues weakly, not even convincing herself. Cara takes the outfit from Stacy's hands and nods at the plush, leather bench nearby. "Go on, I'll hold this for you hun. Take those shoes off first." Miss Cara's tone is friendly, but there's a sternness to it that makes it impossible for Stacy to feel relaxed. Stacy acquiesces, a little unconsciously and takes a seat on the bench. She unties her shoelaces and pulls her runners off quickly. "Socks too," Cara adds, watching Stacy with great interest. This is so weird. Stacy slides the socks off both of her feet. She balls them up and places them inside her shoes. Why is she watching me like this? Should I tell her I don't want her to? Stacy knows she's going to have to take off her skirt or her shirt next. Do I want her to watch? "Come on, dear, I know you remember how to change clothes, hmm? Remove your sweater." "Yes, Miss…" Stacy replies, before catching herself. She feels her face turn bright red. "I know how to change." "Good girl," Cara compliments, patronizing the girl a little. Stacy stands up, avoiding eye contact and takes off her thin sweater. Her slightly plump breasts sit nervously in her purple bra. She can feel her nipples bulging uncomfortably against the soft material. I'd give anything to have Becca ...
    sucking on these right now; biting them gently, teasing me… Oh Becca. Miss Cara hands Stacy the white blouse. Stacy puts it on and buttons it up swiftly, happy to feel less exposed. "Pretty girl," Cara praises, cutely. Stacy holds out her hand, hoping for the skirt to be handed to her. "You need to remove your current skirt before you can put this one on. I know this is complicated stuff," Cara says, patiently waiting for Stacy to undress in front of her. Ugh! Is there any point in arguing with her? Stacy's thumbs push her elastic skirt down over her hips, revealing her cute underwear. They cling to her slightly damp lips. "Hmm, I love the way you girls look in white panties," Cara purrs. Stacy tries to ignore the woman's comments as she steps out of the skirt and extends her hand, requesting the new one. Cara withholds it for a moment, taking an extra few seconds to admire Stacy's exposed thighs. Stacy groans a subtle protest. Cara smiles as she raises a brow and hands Stacy the skirt. Stacy grabs it, slightly annoyed and pulls it on. It's very tight fitting and doesn't stretch much as she struggles to get it over her hips and round bum. Fucking thing… come on. It finally slips on and she buttons it up at the side. The outfit has a classy 'art-deco' look to it. The skirt is quite thin and looks stunning. Cara studies Stacy intently, nodding a little and fussily biting her lip. "I can see your pantie line. It's ruining the whole thing for me," Cara informs. Stacy looks down to ...
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