Office Domme\Disrobe for me

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"... strip down for me," you finish, stepping back and smiling as you cross your arms under your breasts.

"Yes, Mistress," Breanne replies, casting her eyes at your shoes and flicking open the front clasp of her bra (a $500 silk and lace number that she wears only for you), the cups falling down and away from her firm nipples. As she slides first one shoulder strap, then the other, off, you reach out and pinch a nipple, twisting it side to side. Breanne closes her eyes and pants through her nose, and you can literally smell the moisture forming between her legs. The rest of the buttons on the blouse are undone and the garment fluttering to the floor in mere seconds.

"Mistressssss..." Breanne begs as you pull on her nipple, pulling her close. Her fingers deftly undo the zip on the back of her skirt, your hand wrapping around her waist as she slips it down her legs and steps forward out of it, even closer. Her breath is hot and fast, moist against your skin as you reach up and yank on her hair, pulling her head back. Her eyes lock with yours for a moment, before your hand slides down from her tit to her dripping pussy, your finger sliding aside her silk panties and burying up to the knuckle in her pussy. Her shudder of joy makes you smile as you pull her as tight to you as you can and plant a passionate kiss on her lips.

"That's my slut," you whisper when you break the kiss, noticing her arch as you begin to finger her pussy. Her head leaning back, eyes closed, you duck in an nip at her neck, eliciting a happy moan from your personal whore.

With a mischievous grin, you gently push down on her shoulder, and she sinks obediently to her knees, her hands already sliding up your pants to your zipper. Skilled fingers undo the button and have your $1000 pants down around your ankles in seconds. As the smile widens, you yank Breanne none to gently into your crotch, buring her nose in your panties. Her deep breath and happy sigh as she smells you makes you even wetter than you were.

Do you...

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