The Dressing Room Dilemma

I led my little slut through the doors of the upscale lingerie boutique, the scent of perfume and soft fabrics surrounding us. Women moved leisurely between racks of delicate lace and sheer silks, completely oblivious to the humiliation unfolding beside them. My little slut walked a half-step behind me, eyes lowered, his posture obedient, exactly as I had trained him.

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