Domination/Talk with Diana's daughter more
From Create Your Own Story
"In a minute," you say, sounding annoyed. "You're pretty hung up on this nakedness thing, huh?"
"Yeah, a little," she says sarcastically. "Is there something else I should be concerned with?"
You shrug. "I don't know, maybe with being a good host? You never did tell me your name."
The girl scoffs, "Why should I tell you my name?"
"It would be polite," you respond admonishingly.
The girl smiles with her mouth closed and holds out her hand. "I'm so sorry," she says in a fake chipper voice. "I'm Amanda. It's so nice to meet you. Can I get you anything, strange naked man?"
You take her hand and shake it. "I'm actually kind of thirsty, if you don't mind. I had a bit of a workout earlier."
Her face falters at that, but she recovers in an instant. The girl knows what you just alluded to, and you can sense that her inner whore loved it- hearing a man who just fucked her mother talk about it like that definitely affected her.
Unfortunately, the outer whore isn't on the same page. Amanda just gets up and pours you a glass of water, which you accept graciously.
She sits back down across from you, still smiling sarcastically. "Anything else sir?"
"I think that'll be all Amanda," you say, gulping down your drink and putting the glass down. "Since I've bothered you so much with my nudity, and it seems to displease you so, I think I'll be on my way now." You get up from your seat, revealing to the girl that you're sporting a massive erection. Her eyes go wide at the sight of it.
You walk around the table and stand in front of her so she can get a good look. "I do need you to pass on a message to your mother though," you say casually. "Tell her I'll see her again next week, and that she would really appreciate it if she followed my instructions."
"Uh, that she would really appreciate?" Amanda asks, her eyes still glued to your dick.
You smile down at her until she looks up to meet your eyes. You nod your head and say nothing more, then turn and walk out to the living room. You grab your clothes and get dressed, making sure to take with you the bag of underwear. You briefly wonder if Diana is depraved enough to force her daughters to start walking around commando, and whether she'll be mad about you talking to her daughters while naked, but you figure you'll find out next week.
You head home and leave the bag by your bed- something to clean up with when you masturbate.
A week goes by and it's Monday again.
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