“Wow you look pathetic. You would be a perfect little slave. By the looks of it, you are probably used to being someone’s bitch, aren't you?” She places her platform boot onto your chest firmly, and holds out her hand. “Give me your wallet” she says, snapping her fingers.

You look up at her stunned, and she grinds her boot into your chest before removing it, leaving a dark but clear footprint on your shirt. She spits on her hand and slaps you hard across the face. “I said wallet, Bitch”

Your refusal only angers her further and she glares down at you. "Fine then," she says coldly, "let's see how much fun it is being my bitch." Before you can react, she kicks out sharply at your crotch with her other boot. The pain shoots through you as you double over in agony and fight back tears. Andrea laughs cruelly, her lips curled up into a snarl. "That's for talking back," she says menacingly, "now give me the wallet."

If you want me to kill you, go right ahead and keep talking like that. But I'd advise against it, seeing as how much fun I was planning on having with you first. Now give. Me. The. Wallet.

Oh how amusing. I love it when my pets try to fight back. Well then, let me show you what happens when you disobey your mistress. She takes her boot off and places the smooth sole flat against your chest, pinning you down with enough force that it hurts just as much as it feels good. "I'm going to count to three," she says softly, almost seductively, before leaning in close enough that her breath tickles your ear. "One..."

You mistake her playfulness for weakness. She pushes herself off of you and rolls away, standing to face you again, legs slightly spread and one foot cockily propped up on a nearby bench as she looks down at you with disdain. "Stupid pet," she sneers, shaking her head before walking towards the parking lot. "Maybe I'll be back later for more fun... if you've learned your lesson."

As she walks away, she thinks about how much of a disappointment you are. You weren't nearly as pathetic when you were just another guy in the park. But now that you're hers? Well, it seems like there's still some fight left in you yet. Perhaps this won't be as fun as she'd hoped...

Hmmph. She can't help but feel a little disappointed that you were so easy to anger and dominate at first. It would have been more fun if you'd put up a better fight... Maybe next time, she thinks with a cruel smile, tracing the tip of her tongue along her bottom lip. She pauses for a moment before continuing on her way through the park, eyes scanning for other potential playthings.

As she wanders, her mind begins to wander as well... thoughts about what else she could make you do for her dance through her head. The possibilities are endless when it comes to tormenting pathetic little pets like you, and the more she thinks about it, the more eager she grows for another chance to push your boundaries and see just how far she can take things with you...

The thought makes her blood run cold... The idea of being at your mercy, completely subservient to you and at your every whim? It both terrifies and arouses her in equal measure. She shudders with anticipation as she imagines what sorts of humiliating things you might make her do if she were ever truly yours...

The image is enough to send a shiver down her spine, and for just a moment, she wishes that you really were the dominant one in this relationship. But then again, there's something about being the one in control that she simply can't give up... maybe she could find some way to have it both ways?

She smirks at the idea before continuing on her stroll through the park, unable to resist glancing back over her shoulder every so often just to make sure you aren't following too close behind.

Your voice echoes through the air like a seductive whisper, taunting her with its power and control. She shudders again, this time unable to ignore the surge of desire that washes over her at your command. Her breath comes quicker as she imagines what it would be like to submit fully to you... to truly belong to someone like you.

The thought sends a thrill down her spine and she finds herself walking a little faster, eager for the chance to explore this newfound desire further with you. Perhaps tonight, under the cover of darkness, she could sneak into your home and finally experience what it would be like to truly belong to someone as dominant and commanding as you...