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Oh my God.
"What is this?"
You said you wanted to do something for me.
"That doesn't answer my question." My voice trails off as I notice something about my reflection.
Oh my God.
A gasp escapes me when I realize I can see a large-scale version of my pussy on the screen, but the Devil stops me when I'm about to snap my legs close.
Don't.
I can only squirm as I stare at my exposed flesh, but even as my cheeks flush with embarrassment, I can also feel moisture already lining my folds.
Get rid of your apron.
Heat weaves sinuously around me as I untie my apron from the back before setting it aside.
Are you wearing a bra under your dress?
Should I tell him the truth or—-
Don't bother lying.
I can already tell just by looking at you.
"I didn't have a choice." I sound defensive to my own ears, but I just can't help it. "My bra didn't have detachable straps, and it wouldn't have looked good—-"
Then you don't have any fucking underwear in that dress?
Not one fucking piece?
"N-no?"
If I ever find out you've gone somewhere again without your underwear without telling me...
I'll make you wear one myself the moment I find you.
I can only gulp and nod, but this clearly isn't enough for the Devil.
You're mine, Sheena.
And being mine means you're not fucking allowed to drive other men crazy with how you look.
"It wasn't my intention—-"
Just look at yourself, will you?
My gaze swings back to the screen, and I bite my lip hard at the way my breasts have grown noticeably swollen under my dress.
Do you get it now?
No man gives a fuck about what you intend.
The moment they see you like that, all they'll think about are your fucking tits, and how long they'll have to squeeze and knead them until your nipples start crying out.
If that's what the Devil wants to know as well, then he now has his answer, since his words alone already have my nipples poking against the thin fabric of my dress.
