1. Meeting James Chapter Six, Part One


    Date: 8/13/2015, Categories: Mature, Author: Melanieatplay, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    then continued combing his hair. I walked into the master bedroom and opened the door to the attached walk-in closet and my mouth dropped open in surprise. Of course I expected to find clothes, but garments similar to ones he had purchased before, but what I saw hanging up in front of me was definitely much more risqué. I began thumbing through the clothes on the rack and realized he had purchased extreme club type clothing and my hands started shaking. The first dress was a glittery plum colored, plunge dress and the neckline was so low I knew it would expose my navel and much of my breasts when I wore it. The next dress was a strapless, wet look, black vinyl, mini dress. It looked so small, how would this fit me I thought? I answered my own question when I pulled on it and it stretched. Oh my God, I thought, this will hug my body like a second skin. The next dress was a black, matte, halter dress with a plunging neckline that would come down several inches below my breasts. The next was a red, spaghetti strap, halter dress that also had a plunging neckline and the back was exposed except for a small amount of material that looked like it would barely cover my ass. Flipping through each dress I could see that they all had one thing in common, each was very low cut and very short. There were some differences, some of them had see through mesh and see through lace around the stomach and back areas, but all of them showed so much skin. How could I wear these anywhere I ...
    thought? I had some very revealing club clothes, but nothing like this. When I shopped for club attire, I always passed on dresses like these. The only type of girl that would wear these dresses was… I jumped as James gently touched my shoulder. “What do you think?” he asked casually. I stammered, “J-J-James…. I, I, d-d-don’t know if I can wear these,” I replied softly, barely above a whisper. “You can wear them,” he replied, nonchalantly, “and you will.” He reached into the center of the dresses hanging on the rack and seemed to pick one at random and handed it to me. “This one is my favorite, and you’ll wear it tonight,” he said matter-of-factly, looking into my eyes. It wasn’t a threatening, or even a cold stare that he gave me, but, it was the end of the discussion. He smiled at me again and then turned and walked away to finish getting ready. The words he spoke earlier instantly came back to me, “You have to be willing to bend to my will.” I knew that the next time he saw me I was either going to have that dress on, or there would be a round two of me going over his knee. I very quickly chose the dress. I hung the dress back up and walked into the bathroom. I blow dried my hair and began styling it. I put my long blonde locks up in a very elegant style remembering how much he loved it last month at the ‘Paris’. After I was done with my hair, I began to apply my make-up. I was meticulously checking my look in the mirror over and over until I knew it was perfect, and I realized ...
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