MKOT Knock as hard as you can?
From Create Your Own Story
That's it, time to man up and be more assertive!
You still take a moment to take a deep breath before banging your fist loudly against the door like a police officer would, ensuring that any living thing in the house would be aware of your presence at the door. Your assertive mood quickly changes to fear when you hear a door from inside the house slam shut, followed quickly by a woman's voice.
"Knock harder why don't you!?! How about you just knock the fucking door down?!?"
The thought of running for your life briefly crosses your mind until the front door flies open revealing once again, a soaking wet Mrs.Garcia, wrapped up in her small pink bathrobe. Between the fear you feel from her and the sight of her curvy body wet with water, you find yourself at a loss for words. Thankfully she seems to quickly relax and tone down the hostility that her body was projecting.
"oh....It's just you, what do you want this time Bradley?"
Looks can be deceiving as she still sounds upset, though you can understand, this is the second time you interrupted her shower time.
"Well uh, actually I'm here about the same thing as yesterday."
This didn't make Mrs.Garcia any happier so you quickly fill her in on what you discussed with her husband, making sure to mention that he told you to come by tomorrow to talk with her. Finally she seems to relax as her shoulders slump down slightly.
"Of course he would, that man isn't good for anything other than making my life miserable."
She takes a long pauses, looking you up and down before finally speaking up again.
"Fine...come inside and lets get down to business."
Without waiting for a response she turns and heads off into the kitchen. Not wanting to incur her wrath you follow her instructions and make your way inside her home, closing the door behind you. Once you catch up with her in the kitchen you take a seat at the dining table and the two of you get down to discussing what you could do around their house. This , "discussion", is basically just you bouncing ideas off of her until a light bulb seems to go off in her head.
"I know! I know exact-...well I know roughly what you could do for me. I want you to be my slave boy!"
Her statement of wanting to have you as a slave elicited a smile from her and a look of pure confusion from you. A slave boy? You were about to ask her what she meant by such a thing when she cuts you off, picking up on the look you were just giving her.
"Yes, a slave, I don't have any one thing I need from you but there are a bunch of little things you could do for me. The one condition I have about it though...is that...everything will be kept secret and you do what I say no matter what, hence why I call it being my slave."
The explanation she gives you does little to actually lessen your overall confusion and you were about to question her further when she ends up sealing the deal and putting a rest to your worries by saying:
"And I can pay you double what your asking for!"
"Alright then...fine, I will become your uhh..."slave boy""
Mrs.Garcia's face lights up with joy, more so than you have ever seen or heard of. She quickly jumps to her feet and looks at you very seriously, her eyes focusing in on yours when she points to the ground in front of her. A bit confused by the sudden turn of events you stand up and go to where she is pointing, only to have her clear her throat at you. When you fail to pick up on what she wants she speaks up.
"On your knees, slaves don't stand at eye level when they are summoned."
Hearing of your mistake and not wanting to incur her wrath...or lose out on making the extra cash, you kneel down before her, keeping your head bowed. This seems to please her as she leans against the kitchen counter, placing her right foot on your knee, right below your face. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out what she wants, so you take the initiative and cup the bottom of her foot and kissing the top of it.
"Perfect, that will seal our little agreement. Look up slave!"
At her loud command you look upwards at her, your eyes widening in shock. She managed to disrobe herself without your knowledge and is now standing before you, naked and still slightly wet from her shower. Your eyes locking onto that which is closet to you from your angle, her glistening pussy lips. The only hair you see is the trimmed landing strip above it. You have to force yourself to move onward, looking up past her curvy hips and flat stomach, and up to the underside of her breasts. Her brown nipples standing proudly as you notice her smiling down at you through her cleavage.
"Do you like what you see boy?"
You nod your head, feeling it's the only thing you can safely do right now.
"How's my hair?"
Though you did hear her question you are finding it difficult to speak or ever think, her hair?
"My hair boy! How's my hair!?"
She yells down at you, bringing her hand over and pointing to her landing strip decorated pussy.
"I uh...it...looks great uhh...ma'am...it looks perfect."
Mrs.Garcia smiles down at you before commanding you to stand, which you do. Standing before her naked body, your cock tenting in your pants.
Does she command you to:
