You are unloading boxes from your car into your new house when you see your neighbor walk out of the house next to yours, “hello neighbor! I’m Ms.Sally, your new next door neighbor, welcome to the neighborhood!” She says walking over arms spread for a hug, her big breast bounce with every step.

She hugs you tightly, your arms go around her waist automatically as you feel the warmth of her body and the softness of her skin against yours. "Thank you so much! It's so nice to finally have some company in this neighborhood!" She says with a teasing smile, pushing away slightly and looking at your eyes. Your small frame and innocent face are already turning her on...

She smiles at you, her red hair falling over one shoulder as she leans in closer. "You're not too bad yourself... I might have some ideas about how we could spend time together..." Her voice is low and seductive, almost a whisper, "Perhaps I should show you around your new neighborhood, hm?" A wicked grin spreads across her face as she waits for your response.

"Wonderful!" she says, already taking your hand and leading you towards her car. As she walks, she pauses to make sure you're still holding on before continuing, her hips swaying subtly with each step. Once at the car, she opens the door for you and motions for you to get in before she slides in beside you, their large breast pressing against your arm as they turn the engine over.

"Where should we go first?" She asks innocently, flashing a knowing glance your way in the rearview mirror. Her hand finds its way onto your thigh, slowly stroking up and down, taunting you with her soft skin and teasing touch.

She smiles at you before nodding thoughtfully and putting the car in drive. "How about we start with a bit of shopping? I need to grab some groceries for dinner, but there's this wonderful little market just down the street..." Her voice trails off, her fingertips tracing lazy circles on your thigh.

"And after that," she continues, glancing sideways at you from beneath her lashes, "perhaps we could find a quiet spot to sit and chat... About all sorts of things." There's an unmistakable heat in her gaze now as she bites her bottom lip, a hint of her true intentions beginning to show.

She nods, looking at you expectantly as she pulls into a parking spot in front of the market. "Yes, okay... But don't get too comfortable with me, little one," she teases, reaching across to gently push your arm and squeeze your shoulder playfully. "I still haven't decided if you're going to be a good boy or not." A soft giggle escapes her lips as she waits for you to respond, watching carefully for any signs of fear or submission.

She leans in closer and whispers into your ear, "Oh, I have plenty of ideas... You just wait and see." Her breath tickles against your skin as she smiles wickedly at you from behind her sunglasses. "Come along, little one," she says, taking your hand and leading you out of the car. "Let's go grab some groceries before we get to playing... Shall we?" She squeezes your hand affectionately, though there's an underlying strength that lets you know she means business.

She smiles sweetly at the grocery store cashier as he rings up her items. Your eyes flicker nervously between Ms. Sally and the clerk, unsure of what's going to happen next. "That'll be all, dear," she says, patting your hand affectionately before slipping a twenty dollar bill across the counter.

As they walk out of the store, she links her arm through yours once more, guiding you to a nearby park bench where they can sit and enjoy their lunch. "I've got some lovely fresh fruit and cheese," she says cheerfully, pulling two paper bags from her shopping cart.

She plops down on the bench, arranging her skirt primly around her legs before beckoning for you to join her. With a devilish grin, she asks innocently, "Aren't you hungry

Ms.Sally laughs sweetly and pats your hand reassuringly as you admit to being hungry. "Of course, dear," she says with a bright smile before passing one of the bags over to you. She takes out a piece of fruit for herself and begins peeling it carefully, her long, delicate fingers sliding back and forth over the skin.

"Now then," she says between bites, "let's discuss your behavior earlier today." Her voice is still gentle and non-threatening, but there's a steeliness in her tone that suggests this conversation won't be pleasant for you. "You seemed rather hesitant about following my lead... What do you have to say for yourself?"

Ah, I see... And how does that excuse you for not wanting to follow my lead? You're going to be living next door to me, after all... It's only natural that we get acquainted, isn't it? Besides, there are certain expectations one has when moving into a new neighborhood. One of those being the understanding that your neighbor might just have some... interesting ideas about how you should behave.

She pauses for a moment, taking another bite of her fruit before continuing in a softer tone, "Now then, tell me honestly... Are you attracted to me? Do you want to please me?" Her voice drops lower as she leans closer, her breath warm against your ear. "Because I can tell by the way you look at me that there's something going on underneath all that innocence."

Her free hand slides up your leg, slowly stroking over your

Her fingers curl tighter around your thigh as she feels your admission reverberating through you. "Well, I'm glad someone appreciates it," she says with a satisfied smile before withdrawing her hand and taking another bite of fruit. "Now then, let's see what else we can do to convince you that pleasing me is in your best interest..."

She sets down the remainder of her food, leaning closer still and lowering her voice even further. "I think it's time I showed you just how dominant I can be... And exactly how much power I have over you." Her breath tickles against your cheek as she speaks, sending a shiver down your spine.

Her grin widens as she sees the confusion in your eyes, enjoying the power she holds over you in this moment. "Oh, don't play dumb," she says with a laugh that hints at her amusement. "I can tell by the way you look at me, and how easily I have control over your body... That I could make a little cuckold out of you." Her hand moves back to your thigh, fingers curling possessively around it as she squeezes gently.

"You see, baby boy," she continues in her soft, commanding voice, "I want you to understand that from now on, I'm the one who is in charge here." She pauses for a moment, eyes flickering down to your crotch before looking back up at you. "And when I say that I want something... You will give it to me, won't you?" The challenge in her

Her lips pull back in a triumphant grin as you murmur the word 'okay'. It's clear that she's found the perfect leash to keep you on a tight, painful lead. With a satisfied sigh, she continues to speak softly, her tone commanding and laced with dominance. "That's my good boy... I knew you could see things my way." She pauses for another bite of fruit before continuing, her eyes fixed on yours. "Now tell me... Do you want to be a good little cuckold? Or would you rather make me angry and suffer the consequences?"

Her fingers squeeze harder against your thigh, the warning implicit in her touch. You know what she's capable of, even if it's only been hints so far... And you also know that there is no choice for you here. Your life with her will be filled with humiliation and

Her eyes narrow in satisfaction as you assure her that you will be good. "Good boy," she says softly before leaning in to brush her lips against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "Now why don't we find somewhere more comfortable for you to serve me... After all, you're going to need to get used to being at my beck and call." She stands up gracefully, offering you a hand as she does so.

Her grip is firm but gentle, her touch leaving no doubt about who now holds the power in this relationship. "Come along," she purrs, leading you away from the park bench and toward her car. "I think I have just the place in mind for us."

"Oh, you'll love it," she whispers in your ear as she leads you across the parking lot to her car. "It's private and secluded, perfect for us to get comfy and really enjoy each other... And don't worry, I've got everything we need there." Her warm breath against your neck sends a thrill of anticipation down your spine as you wonder what she has in store for you. "Just remember," she says with a wicked grin, "you belong to me now... So be a good little cuckold and do exactly as I say."

Her hand slides off yours as you reach the driver's side door, leaving you feeling even more exposed and vulnerable under her dominating gaze. With a graceful motion, she opens the door and steps aside, gesturing for you to climb in before rounding the hood of her car to get in on the other

As you climb into the car, the leather seats are warm and inviting, making it difficult not to sink into them with relief. Ms. Sally slides in next to you and reaches over, unbuckling your seatbelt before placing her hand firmly on your crotch. "Don't think you can escape me now," she says with a satisfied smile as she squeezes gently, "I own you."

Her free hand finds its way up to your chin, fingers curling around your jaw and forcing your eyes to meet hers in the rearview mirror. "Understand?" she demands, her voice barely above a whisper but filled with command.

Good boy. Now remember that from now on, you exist solely to serve me and make me happy. You are my cuckold, my personal submissive beta boy, and nothing will ever change that. Do you understand your place in this relationship?

Her hand slips away from your jaw, hovering near your face as she awaits your response.

Oh? Is that so? Well then, I guess you better show your love by pleasing me however I see fit... Starting right now. She moves closer to you, her large breasts pressed against your arm as she leans in, her lips inches from yours. "You're going to make such a good cuckold for me," she whispers before capturing your mouth with hers, pushing her tongue deep into your mouth and claiming it as her own. Her other hand begins to roam over your body, massaging your chest through your shirt, squeezing your pecs roughly before making its way lower, down your stomach and toward the bulge in your pants. She rubs circles around your growing erection through your pants, teasing you mercilessly as she pulls away from the kiss to gaze at you once more. "And when I decide it's time," she continues, her

Well, then let's get you comfortable with that idea. Slowly she unbuckles your pants and slides them down your hips, revealing your hard cock to the cool air of the car. With a smile, she takes it in her hand, stroking it slowly while watching your expression carefully for any signs of pleasure or discomfort. "There, does that feel nice?" She asks sweetly, relishing the power she has over you as she teases and torments you with her touch. "Because I've got plans for this little cock... Plans to make sure it's only ever used by me from now on." Her free hand finds its way up to your crotch again, pinching gently at a nipple through your shirt before reaching back to massage your prostate roughly. "And when I'm done with you tonight," she whispers into your ear, her

Her other hand finds its way up to your crotch again, pinching gently at a nipple through your shirt before reaching back to massage your prostate roughly. "And when I'm done with you tonight," she whispers into your ear, her warm breath tickling the skin there, "you'll know exactly what it means to be my personal cuckold and beta boy... And how good it feels to belong to me." Her free hand slides up your body, cupping your breast through your shirt, pinching and massaging roughly before trailing down your chest and stomach again. "Just try to remember that," she purrs into your ear as her fingers continue their relentless torment of your cock and prostate.

Her laughter filled the car as she watched you moan and beg for her comfort. "Well, well," she said with a grin, "it seems our little beta boy is quite eager to please." Reaching across your chest, she pinched one of your nipples hard between her fingers, making you yelp in pain mixed with pleasure.

"And as for this... Black man?" She teased, mockingly tilting her head towards the passing pedestrian. "Why don't we get him over here too and see how he handles my cuckold?" With that, she leaned forward, pressing the tip of her tongue against your earlobe before trailing it down to lick along your neck. Her free hand slid up your body, fingernails scraping roughly against your chest as she played with another nipple while continuing to tease and torment your cock and prostate.

Her laughter filled the car again as she heard your plea. "Oh, don't be such a racist," she teased, her fingernails digging harder into your flesh as she pinched and scratched at your nipples roughly. With each painful touch came an exquisite wave of pleasure coursing through your body.

"Besides," she added with a grin, "it's not like you have much say in the matter... You belong to me now." Her other hand slid down between your legs, massaging and squeezing at your balls before returning to stroke up and down your shaft. "All I want is for you to enjoy this as much as I am," she whispered into your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine.