Wendy dropped to her hands and knees, a fearful look crossing her face as she looked at the doors on either side of the unoccupied corridor. Slowly she began to make her way to your door, her breasts swaying gently between her and her still firm ass wiggling from side to side.
As she approaches within a few feet yhou say "Stop" and disappear into the flat, returning with a collar and leash.
"You've crawled and your mine if you want the money", you say,"now if you want to come into the apartment you have to agree to be leashed and led". The woman at your feet lets out a gentle sob and nods her head, gazing at the floor. For a oment you feel a moment of compassion, but it soon passes and you bend forward to fix the collar around her neck, ensuring that it is just tight enough to make her gasp.
"Look at me". She looks up, wide, slightly hazy eyes looking fearful.
You turn and tug on the collar forcing her to crawl into your apartment behind you.
You lead her into the living room and drop the leash. |