You Never…
A little piece inspired by the image below. Enjoy.
Jeremy looked at the chastity cage Gretchen was holding and then into her beautiful, sparkly brown eyes. Her conditioning was strong but not so strong that prevented him from talking. The daze in his thoughts cleared away long enough for him to articulate a sentence before coming back in full strength, a honeyed trap impossible to forget.
“I’m not wearing that…” he muttered.
“Of course you’re not, my dear,” she assured him with a mischievous smile. “You never do anything I ask you to do when you look into my eyes because when you look into my eyes you know that I don’t even need asking. If I asked, I would be upset for having to do so and, although you would feel compelled to obey, knowing I’m upset would make you feel bad about yourself. You don’t want me to be upset and therefore you don’t want me to ask and, since I’m not asking, you’ll do it willingly to make sure I don’t ever have to ask again, won’t you? In fact, you’re the one that’s going to be asking me something very soon. What is it you want to ask me, pet?”
“May I please wear that?” he drooled, the happiness of his girlfriend and mistress quieting the confusion of his thoughts.
“Took you long enough to ask…” she grinned.
