“Uh…. home at last, there is no place like home” - Shirley pronounced as she left her bag on the sofa and stretched her arms.
“Are you still holding your skirt? relax now… okay? Mom is hardly ever home, so we have the house just for the two of us” - she said with a seductive look.
“Why are you doing this to me Shirley? If at any time I did something to upset you, please forgive me, okay? I promise I won't do anything to upset you."
"Don't worry Hiro, I'm only doing this because it's fun, seeing you all blush and embarrassed…tell me, is this your first time wearing a skirt?"
"What kind of question is that? Sure. What kind of concept do you have of me?”
"You know you can't hide your fetishes from a succubus right?" - She emphasized as little by little a pair of small red horns came out of her head and under her skirt a thin red tail began to emerge that ended in a shape similar to that of a heart.
I fell down from shock.
“Actually one of your fantasies is that a pretty girl forces you to dress like a girl, right? You don't fool me, little pervert…” - She approached me looking into my eyes.
"Of course not." - I looked away.
“You are not sincere at all. but that makes it more fun" - she smiled - "I'll make all your masochistic fantasies come true, dear slave..."
“My-My fantasies?”
"That's right" - she said while stroking my chin - "But first, I have to go change for something more comfortable, it won't take long, okay?" - She turned around and started up the stairs that would surely lead to her bedroom.
"Oh, and to make sure you don't escape…" - she stopped for a moment to turn around and point at my ankle with one of her fingers.
Immediately a white light began to surround my ankle, when the light dissipated, it revealed a metal shackle that was chained to an iron ball.
"That shackle makes you look a lot more like a slave, don't you think?" - she said with a smile.
Am I not even allowed to move?
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