Is Change a Good Thing? - Part 6

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Lisa woke up with sun rays getting through the windows, and Sam woke up with her. She was changing, but her love for Sam was only growing stronger. As Lisa kissed her on the lips, “Morning,” Lisa greeted with a smile. Seeing the beautiful face of her wife every morning was something she could happily get used to seeing.

It didn’t help that Sam seemed to be more submissive as days went by. She felt more in control and more obsessive about Sam. Her desire to dominate Sam grew more and more every day. She wanted to hold Sam protect and control her. She didn’t like to share this beauty with anyone else. Sam was solely hers.

Lisa smiled at Sam as she opened her eyes, and Lisa kissed her once more. Lisa then slid her hands inside Sam’s panties and between her legs, making Sam moan. “You know what’s the best way to start the morning, right?” Lisa winked, making Sam blush profusely.

Sam, didn’t say a word; she just nodded and moved under the covers. She got in place, removed Lisa’s panties, and started to work immediately, making Lisa moan. For the last three days, Lisa taught Sam how to pleasure her in different ways. As a guy, Sam rarely pleasured Lisa orally, not because Sam didn’t want to, it’s because Lisa never asked. Instead, if Lisa were ever left unsatisfied, Sam would use her skilled hand, bringing Lisa to a mind-blowing orgasm.

Lisa wanted to set the new hierarchy and establish that she was now in charge. Also, having Sam between her legs was so hot, and she couldn’t get enough of it. Sam had a very eager skilled tongue by now. And while Lisa felt terrible that Sam didn’t get any orgasms through the past three days, Lisa saw it as a necessity to achieve her goal.

Lisa had made a firm rule for Sam; she could not pleasure herself. To establish her dominance over Sam, Lisa wanted Sam to know that her pleasure comes first and she’s in control of Sam’s pleasure. Although Sam wanted to protest at first, she just sighed and complied.

She knew that GCS women end up very submissive and are looking for someone to take control and be in charge of their lives. She knew that Sam loved her, and that made her more worried. There are only a handful of GCS women and even fewer GCS men. There was one case when a GCS woman committed suicide; she loved her wife, but her wife didn’t want to be in charge. Eventually, she started to crave being under control and went outside of her marriage to find it.

She ended up cheating on her wife with a man but then couldn’t handle the guilt and committed suicide. It was only one case, but Lisa wasn’t ready to take a chance. She would instead become the dominant partner than risk losing Sam. Sam was the wonderful person that Lisa loved so much, and Sam was even closer to the kids as her motherly instincts began to take over.

Lisa groaned as she reached her first orgasm of the day; it was amazing and mind-blowing as Sam’s skilled tongue started driving her to the next one. “Damn it, Samantha, your tongue is freaking amazing,” Lisa commented between the moans. She started calling her Samantha, Sam’s female name and not a nickname, to reinforce the idea of her being a woman now and no longer a man anymore.

Finally, after reaching her third orgasm, Lisa decided that this was enough. “Alright, Samantha, that’s enough for now.” Sam came out from under the cover, her face covered with love juice. Lisa reached with one finger under Sam’s chin, looking her in the eyes with a grin. “Go make breakfast before waking up the kids,” Lisa ordered.

Sam left the bed and stood there for a second before looking at Lisa. “Can I wash my face first?” Sam inquired, looking at Lisa for permission. Lately, she couldn’t help but wait for Lisa’s approval before doing anything for some reason. Lisa just shook her head, much to Sam’s surprise. “Please?” Sam pleaded.

“No, Samantha, you can only wash your face after making breakfast, and you’re not allowed to brush your teeth before breakfast,” Lisa replied sternly.” I want you to smell and taste my sex while you make breakfast.” She didn’t like doing this to Sam, but Lisa had to be dominant.

Sam hung her head in defeat and started to walk out of the room in her nightie and lingerie. Lisa, however, stopped before leaving the room. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” Lisa commented, looking at Sam. It’s hard to be stern with Sam when she’s always looking this sexy. Lisa made sure Sam was always wearing sexy clothes, though Sam needed a more extensive selection. Lisa would help Sam buy more, but she wanted to stay with Sam until she had regained her strength since her boss Mrs. Carter allowed it.

Sam looked at her for a second, then let out a sigh before walking to where she had left her shoes from yesterday. A pair of 5-inch high-heeled black pumps matched her stockings sitting by the door. Sam hated these shoes since her feet hurt from wearing them all day. Lisa, however, insisted on her wearing them at home. Lisa claimed that Sam needs to get used to heels to wear them at work. Sam was not allowed to take them off for a moment, except when she was showering or in bed.

Sam put on the shoes and walked out of the room with a sigh. Sam walked downstairs and started making breakfast. Lisa was making her eat double what she used to eat every day. Sam had lost a lot of weight, and Lisa would say that Sam is very underweight for a woman with her height and edge. Because of the booster shot, Sam’s body had grown a bit; she became an inch taller and now stood at 5’11”. Thankfully, her breasts had stopped growing, and Sam was almost a D-cup now.

Since her body had finally stopped growing, they could eventually go shopping to get Sam some clothes. She knew it would mostly be Lisa picking her clothes due to her inexperience in women’s fashions. Sam was grateful for Lisa’s help since she was clueless in that department.

Sam finished breakfast; she washed her face at the kitchen sink and walked into the twins’ room. She kissed both of them and woke them up. She helped them brush their teeth and dressed them for the day. Sam helped dress Oliver in a navy-blue sweater with navy blue skinny jeans. Jessica wore the same sweater as Oliver but a navy-blue skirt and white tights. Oliver looked longingly at Jessica before Sam took them down to eat breakfast.

Once the twins were downstairs and were happily eating, Sam was about to walk upstairs to tell Lisa that breakfast was ready when Lisa unexpectedly arrived and trapped her, pushing her to a wall and placing her knee between Sam’s legs. Lisa started massaging Sam with her knee making Sam moan.

“That’s it, my slut. Are you ready for today? I am going to enjoy dressing you up,” Lisa said before French kissing Sam, tasting her love juices from Sam’s mouth.

Sam liked Lisa’s aggressive attitude, but she didn’t like being called a slut. But she couldn’t say a word about it to Lisa, since for some reason, she wouldn’t dare. Lisa had been calling her dirty names since the day before yesterday when Sam asked her if Lisa would use her strap-on on her. Words like slut, whore, and bitch. She wanted to talk to Lisa but didn’t know how she could bring this matter to her attention since Lisa didn’t seem to be in the mood to listen to whatever Sam may say.

Sam went back upstairs to take a shower. She was washing when she heard the phone ring, and Lisa yelled that she would get the phone.

Everyone got in the car going to Lisa’s parent’s house. They promised to drop by before shopping and leaving the twins with their grandparents. Sam was wearing what Lisa had chosen for her: a dark grey knee-length skirt, black stockings, and a black sweater. Lisa didn’t allow Sam to wear any panties, and it made Sam embarrassed and self-conscious all the time. Sam smiled, remembering women never wore panties under their skirts in the old days.

Once Lisa started to drive, however, it became clear why Lisa didn’t let Sam wear any panties. As Lisa’s hand reached under Sam’s skirt going directly between his legs, she whispered,

“Open your legs for me, and don’t make any noises that will get the kids’ attention, Princess. You have no idea how much I love you, Samantha.”

It was loud enough that only Sam could hear. Sam had to bite her bottom lip before opening her legs for Lisa. She had to do her best not to let out a moan not to alert the twins of anything. Lisa kept pleasuring Sam, while Sam tried her best not to let out a moan until they reached the Barker family home.

Reaching the house, Lisa parked the car. As everyone left the vehicle, a wind started to blow, making Sam’s skirt almost rise, but she held it down just in time. She looked around, ensuring that no one had seen that she was not wearing panties. Lisa had caught it and smiled to herself.

They walked towards the house and knocked on the door, and Hank opened the door for them. He led everyone inside, but they couldn’t see Rosa. Immediately the twins ran to their grandpa, and he picked them up before kissing both of them.

“Dad, where’s mom?” Lisa asked Hank, who was busy with his grandchildren.

“Rosa’s doing something upstairs. She’s been looking for something all morning,” Hank said just as they heard fast footsteps coming down the stairs to the living room.

A second later, Rosa appeared with a small brown wooden box in her hand. Upon seeing the wooden box, Hank’s face turned slightly red.

“Hank, sweetie, look what I found!” Rosa exclaimed as she entered the room before realizing Lisa, Sam, and the kids had arrived. “Oh, good morning, everyone. Sam, I love your new look; Hank, can you come with me upstairs for a bit?” Rosa asked.

She turned to the others and said, “Make yourselves at home, and there are drinks and snacks set out in the kitchen.”

“Now, honey?” asked Hank. He received a stern look from Rosa that made him gulp and blush a bit more.

“Everyone, excuse us for a second,” Hank said before disappearing with Rosa upstairs.

Hank entered the living room almost an hour later, walking a bit weirdly. He was wearing a tight shirt and a tight pair of jeans that he rarely wore. Lisa and Sam knew that something fishy was going on, but they didn’t want to interfere.

His pants were a bit short, and a small part of his ankles was now showing. Lisa thought she saw nylons for a second. Also, she could swear she saw garters through his tight pants. And Hank was wearing a silver choker she hadn’t seen him wear for years now.

Hank slowly walked to the sofa. Slowly and carefully, he took his seat, sitting with his legs together. He also seemed to be trembling, and his face was very red. Rosa entered and sat down beside him on the sofa, put her arm around his waist, and pulled him closer to her.

“Hank, be a dear and go finish the cake that I started. You have to finish mixing the ingredients I left out for you by the mix master. Pour the mix into pans and put them in the oven for 20 minutes. Then while it’s baking, start making the icing as I showed you. I am sure Sam would love to help you, and the kids too,”

“Cake!” the twin squealed, throwing their arms in the air.

“Alright, let’s go,” Sam stood up, taking the kids with her as Hank walked ahead of them. Rosa and Lisa were left alone in the living room together.

“Ok, mom, can you explain what’s going on here? What was in that box, and why is my dad acting so weird?” Lisa inquired with curiosity.

“I will tell you, only if you tell me why Sam is not wearing panties,” Rosa said with a smirk, seeing Lisa blush.

“Mom, you know I was the dominant one in our relationship before Sam became a woman. Sam was not very submissive, but he would listen to what I would say and deferred to me to make the decision.”

“Now that she became Samantha, I feel I have to dominate her and protect her.”

“I have been researching online about the people who have GCS. GCS men usually become more dominant and want to be in control, but GCS women become more submissive and need someone to dominate them in a relationship.”

“At first, I wanted to do it for Sam since I didn’t want her to start looking outside our marriage for someone to dominate her, but now I am enjoying the control I have over Sam.”

“I am afraid of hurting Sam, and I had been calling her dirty names without noticing her discomfort. Julia was over yesterday, and she noticed and gave me an earful about it over the phone this morning while Sam was taking a shower. And to hear about it from Julia saddened me. I want to dominate Sam, but I am afraid I will hurt her since I don’t know how far I should take this.” Lisa admitted letting it all out at once.

Lisa explained that Julia was clear that she supported Lisa controlling Sam, and she knew that Lisa loved Sam and wanted the best for her. But Julia also warned Lisa that she would never forgive her if she hurt Sam. That’s why Lisa started calling Sam a Princess instead of those other names. She immediately stopped calling Sam names like slut. She felt bad about herself for insulting her beloved wife, who trusted her.

Rosa smiled and looked at her daughter. “Well, you’re my daughter; I shouldn’t expect anything less,” Rosa commented, making Lisa feel more confused.

“Listen, Lisa; It’s the first time I have ever told anyone this. I have been dominating and training your dad for years now. It all started with a maid dress we found in a trunk in the attic. We had fun dressing up your dad in it, and before I knew it, your dad became my sissy maid. As for the wooden box, inside were his chastity cage, butt plug, and collar. And yes, Hank is wearing lingerie under his pants; he’s also wearing panties. Your dad had been arguing with me a lot lately and seemed to be losing his respect for my dominance, so it’s back to being a sissy for him.” Julia explained much to Lisa’s shock.

“Listen, Lisa, Sam is a kind and a fragile person, she has a strong will, but she’s still weak, she doesn’t need someone to order her around, she needs someone to make her feel safe, and guide her, and most importantly, to love and cherish her. Once Sam sees that in you, she will do anything for you. I am not saying be soft, be sensible, know what makes Sam want to submit to you.

In your dad’s case, the moment he’s caged and in panties, he submits to me. If I call him right now and tell him to take his pants down in front of you, he will. For your dad, all I need to do is let his feminine side come out and play, I have never talked about our relationship to anyone other than you, and I always made sure no one would notice anything.”

“Show Sam that you can and will protect her, maybe start with her boss. Myranda is very suspicious of him.”

Rosa started to explain to Lisa how to control and dominate Sam by loving and protecting her, and she will trust Lisa even more. She also gave Lisa advice on how to show Sam her strength.

“Have you noticed that your dad was never that muscular? I made sure he never built up his muscles, and all his workouts were to keep him in the shape that I wanted, and he will always be weaker than me. Do it with Sam, but make sure you start working out so you will always be stronger.”

Sam and Hank started slicing the cake up into pieces once it had cooled and set the icing. Meanwhile, the twins had happily licked the remaining chocolate coffee mix for the cake. Then they got into the leftover chocolate icing. Once they finished slicing the cake, Sam turned around and examined the twins, and sighed. “Look at you. Your faces are all covered in chocolate,” Sam commented as the twins giggled, “Do you still want to have a piece of this cake?”

“Yes, cake, cake, cake!” they both exclaimed.

Hank started to laugh hard. It was usually his daughter who would scold the twins, not Sam. Now, it was the other way around. “At least they didn’t get their clothes dirty,” Hank commented as Sam joined him in the laugh.

“Hank, be a dear, and make us ladies some tea, will you? Also, please, change into your old shoes,” Rosa ordered while walking into the kitchen.

“No need for that, Mrs. Barker. I can make the tea,” Sam volunteered.

Rosa just smiled warmly and walked to Sam, holding her hand. “Hank, sweetie, how many times have we asked Sam to call us by our first names?” Hank just laughed, knowing that Rosa’s question was rhetorical.

“No worries, dear,” Hank replied, “The tea will be ready shortly,”  as he started to fill the kettle.

“But I really can do it,” Sam said.

“Then Sam, could you get the teapot out and grab a couple of tea bags for me?” Hank asked.

Sam happily hummed to herself while she took the teapot out of the cupboard and found the tea bags.

Hank placed the kettle on the stove and turned the gas burner to high. “Excuse me for a minute, Sam. I have to put on some different shoes for Rosa.”

Hank walked out of the kitchen while Sam watched his children each devour a piece of cake. Sam poured a glass of milk for both of them.

“Once you finish eating the cake, go to the washroom, and both of you clean your face off. Then get your coats and come back here, and I will let you out into the backyard to play on the swing set.”

Upstairs, Hank entered the room, and he saw an old pair of kitten-heeled boots placed beside the bed, and on the bed were a pair of Capri pants. Hank knew what that meant. He took off his jeans with a sigh before reaching and pulling the Capri pants on.

Hank put on the kitten-heeled boots before closing the straps. He could see that a big part of the stockings was now visible; Rosa wanted to show him off to Sam and Lisa. He shouldn’t have argued with Rose that much since she was currently laying down the law again, and he had no choice but to follow her orders, or this chastity cage would never come off.

Hank then noticed the note on the vanity table beside it was two earring studs, a lady’s watch, perfume, and lipstick. There were also two pills and a cup of water. Hank didn’t need to know what was in the note; he already knew what Rosa wanted.

Hanks placed each stud in his ears, put on the lady’s watch, and sprayed some perfume. He then skillfully applied the lipstick and took the anti-anxiety pills with the cup of water.

Hank then walked downstairs when he noticed Sam holding the tray with the tea and dessert. He rushed to stop her.

“It’s alright, Sam, I will take it from here,” Hank announced as Sam gave him a weird look. “You go sit down with them since Rosa said the ladies.”

Sam walked away, leaving Hank with the tray, and he walked to where Lisa and Rosa were sitting. “Sam, come and sit down beside us, sweetie,” Rosa requested, and Sam complied.

Rosa made sure that Sam was sitting right next to Lisa, and Lisa took the chance turning Sam’s head and kissing her on the lips. Lisa’s hand then reached under Sam’s skirt. Sam had to do her best and not let out a moan as Lisa pleasured her.

Hank arrived with the tray and started to serve them tea and cake; once he finished serving, he stood up, waiting for orders from Rosa. “On your knees,” Rosa ordered as Hank knelt onto a pillow that Rosa had left for him, with his legs close together.

“So, Lisa, would you mind buying some clothes for your dad? Especially lingerie, he’s in dire need of some new clothes, isn’t that right, Hank sweetie?” Rose asked while patting Hank’s head. “I think he could also use a few new maid’s uniforms too. Here are his sizes,” as she handed Lisa a piece of paper.

Lisa smiled while Sam was shocked; Hank, on the other hand, was utterly embarrassed. Rosa had put him back in his place. This time he doubted she would stop again. Hank was about to answer when Rosa tapped her phone, and the butt plug vibrator turned on and reached its highest speed making him moan and squirm in his place. “Yes, honey,” Hank answered, blushing hard.

They all chatted while constantly bringing Sam into the conversation so that she couldn’t stay silent. But Hank stayed quiet, and other than the buzzing sound of the vibrator, you couldn’t hear anything from him.

Soon, Lisa and Sam excused themselves, they walked out of the house, and Sam got in the car first. Lisa stayed in the front hall to talk to her mom a bit. “Way to go, mom, that was amazing; dad didn’t make a sound while the vibrator was on. How did he do that?” Lisa inquired.

Lisa’s comment made Hank blush as he stood there with an apron wrapped around his waist. He knelt and slid Lisa’s shoes on before standing up again. It was humiliating how Lisa and Rosa talked about him as if he wasn’t here.

“This is the results of years of training, sweetie. I will see you later,” Rosa said, kissing Lisa.

“Well, I would love to see dad in a skirt, maybe the maid uniform,” Lisa commented, making Hank blush and squirm in his place. “Bye, dad, be a good sissy for mom.” With that, Lisa walked to the car.

Rosa closed the door behind her then turned to Hank with a leash hung beside the door in her hands. Without a word, Hank unzipped his pants, lowered his panties, and enabled Rosa to access his cage. Rosa attached the leash to his chastity cage and tugged it hard, pulling Hank closer to her. “We’re taking this up a level, and I hope you’re ready. Now it’s time for it. Follow me downstairs. Time for some discipline,” Rosa said and walked, pulling the leash to the basement. “I have something new to show you.”

Rosa left Hank alone in his workshop, strapped into her new bench. She turned on the machine, locked the door, and returned upstairs.

Lisa started driving with one hand in the car while the other hand went between Sam’s legs. “Open your legs for me, Princess,” Lisa ordered, not giving Sam a break at all. “Now, we will buy some things other than clothes. We need to get you a proper hairstyle as well,” Lisa informed Sam while she kept pleasuring her.

Lisa kept driving Sam crazy, bringing her to the edge of orgasm before stopping for a bit, waiting for Sam to calm down, then starting again, making Sam whimper.

“Please,” Sam pleaded between her moans. She was getting more and more frustrated, and it didn’t seem that Lisa was going to stop this anytime soon.

“What’s that, Princess? I didn’t catch it,” Lisa teased, making Sam groan. For what she wanted to work, she wanted Sam to stay on edge for a long time. Besides, Lisa knew Sam’s body and her way inside very well. She could quickly bring Sam to an explosive orgasm if she wanted to, but she didn’t, so the frustrated Sam is more obedient.

Sam stayed silent, not knowing how to say this, only Lisa using another finger to pleasure her broke her silence, making her moan. “Lisa, please, I want to cum, please, I can’t take it anymore,” Sam begged, moaning hard. Lisa had been pleasuring her for a very long time that she was about to lose her mind.

Lisa stopped for a second listening to Sam’s sweet moans, and she found herself more and more obsessed with Sam as days went by. Smiling, knowing that her plan was working well, Lisa continued her action, inserting another finger inside Sam, yet again. “You will get what you want, Princess, if you do as I say,” Lisa replied, quickening her pace making Sam groan.

Sam and Lisa walked into the mall, entering one shop after the other. Sam was hoping for some kind of jeans or pants, but Lisa would have none of it. All the clothes they have bought for Sam so far were only skirts and dresses. She was able to get some sports leggings, but yoga pants were as far as pants go. Sam’s feet were killing her, the heels Lisa picked were six-inch stiletto heels, and Lisa didn’t allow her to take the shoes off for a second.

On the other hand, Lisa was wearing low-heeled ankle boots, far more comfortable than Sam’s shoes. Speaking of shoes, they were finally in front of an unfamiliar shoe store. Sam knew they had never been inside it before.

As a guy, Sam used to have fun going on shopping trips with Lisa seeing her in all kinds of outfits. Of course, she knew what stores Lisa liked the most, even if she wasn’t allowed to pay for more than half of everything Lisa bought. This store was tiny and dingy. It had few customers with only a few shoes on display.

Lisa led Sam into this tiny shoe store, and it seemed to be very cramped. She walked over to one of the staff, who were all wearing red coveralls for some reason. The coveralls seemed too long and went to the floor, hiding their shoes. Lisa remembered what Rosa had told her.

“Hi, I’m looking for a pair of women’s shoes,” Lisa asked the guy in coveralls.

“What size would you like, Ma’am?” The guy replied politely.

Lisa replied, “Do you have a size 13?”

“We may have one in the back,” replied the clerk as he turned and walked towards a door in the back of the store.

Rosa told Lisa to follow the clerk, and that’s what Lisa did while taking Sam’s hand, following the guy through a door. Once inside, the guy took off his red coveralls, revealing his uniform. It was a red shirt with the store’s logo, women’s high-waisted shorts, and a pair of 6-inch platform red stiletto heeled sandals with locking straps. Sheer black nylons covered their legs but didn’t cover the red toe-nail polish. He also wore a collar with the store logo on the tag.

Sam realized that this store section was much larger than the front. And there were not that many workers around here. She then looked at the shoes. Sam started to panic, realizing every pair had a padlock on the straps. “You’re not going to buy anything from here, right?” Sam asked in a panicked tone.

“We’re here to buy shoes, Sam, you barely have any shoes, and they have a lot of choices here,” Lisa informed Sam, who tried to move away but couldn’t. Lisa turned to the clerk while still holding tightly on Sam’s arm. “Where’s the chair?”

“Please follow me,” the clerk said before heading towards a side of the store. There was a chair in the corner with cuffs attached to both the chair’s arms and the legs.

Seeing the chair, Sam started to panic even more, but she discovered the difference in strength between her and Lisa for the first time. Sam couldn’t get away from her iron grip as Lisa marched her towards the chair.

Lisa sat Sam in the chair, trying her best to ignore Sam’s pleading as she cuffed her wrists to the chair. Lisa cuffed her elbows and then moved to Sam’s legs. She spread Sam’s legs, cuffed her tights, then knees and ankles.

Having had enough of Sam’s pleading, Lisa turned to the clerk. “Do you have any duct tape?” the clerk walked away and came back with a roll of duct tape, handing it to Lisa.

Lisa removed her panties without lifting her skirt. She then pushed Sam’s mouth open and stuffed them inside before using duct tape to keep Sam’s mouth shut.

“Shall I measure her feet, ma’am?” the clerk said, holding a foot-size measuring device.

“Yes, go ahead,” Lisa said, trying her best to ignore Sam’s puppy-eyed looks. She reached in her bag, looking for something she knew she could use. Lisa took it out of the bag, and it was a small vibrator egg that Lisa had wanted to use on Sam and tease her. With the egg in her hand, Lisa reached and raised Sam’s skirt before inserting it slowly deep inside her pussy, and Lisa then used an app on her phone to set it at the lowest speed.

Lisa then raised Sam’s skirt, tucking the skirt’s tail into the skirt’s waistband. “Stop giving me trouble, Princess, and you just stay here exposed while we buy you what I want.” Lisa patted Sam’s lap, kissed her head, and stood back up.

The clerk measured Sam’s feet, but Lisa realized that he was staring too long at Sam’s feet and making some weird expressions.

“Ahem, have you finished staring at my wife’s feet? If so, let’s get started picking shoes for her,” Lisa said, annoyed. Sam’s feet were not for someone to stare at, even though Sam’s pussy was on full display, and the boy never even glanced at it.

The clerk stood up, blushing. “S-S-Sorry ma’am, it’s just that these are the p-p-prettiest pair of feet I have ever seen,” the guy replied as he stuttered a bit. The guy turned around on his heels, and Lisa followed behind him.

With his recommendation, Lisa started picking up pairs for Sam. All of them being high heels, the lowest being four inches the highest being seven inches. Lisa tried each pair of shoes on Sam’s feet. Eventually, Lisa settled on six-inch stiletto heels. Lisa returned to Sam, knelt, and slid Sam’s feet into the shoes before locking each strap around Sam’s ankles.

“See, Princess, it wasn’t that bad now, was it? Lisa exclaimed, pulling Sam’s skirt down, but the clerk came by before she could uncuff Sam.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” the clerk nervously said as Lisa rolled her eyes and turned towards him. “Would you mind if I get you a pair of heels from the front? They’re on me,” the clerk announced. Lisa could see him fidgeting and his hand holding his crotch.

“Why? What would you gain?” Lisa asked with a smirk, teasing the guy. He looked cute, fidgeting and squirming like that, of course not as pretty as Sam but still cute.

“Umm, it’s only my guess, but I would like to see your feet as well. I am sure they are special too,” the clerk replied nervously.

The clerk threw Lisa off guard with his reply. This guy must have a screw loose or something. “Fine,” Lisa replied. She turned to Sam smiled sweetly at her. “Wait for me, Princess, and I will return.” With that, Lisa got up, followed the clerk, and she sat in a regular seat while the clerk took off her shoes slowly, carefully, and with a delicate touch.

The clerk seemed to be spacing out again while staring at Lisa’s feet.

“These are the second most beautiful feet I have ever seen in my life,” the clerk mumbled to himself, but Lisa heard him. At first, Lisa raised an eyebrow hearing his statement, but she started to laugh. Lisa didn’t mind anyone saying that Sam was prettier than her. She likes it; what made it better is that beauty is hers and hers alone. This guy, however, was saying it most weirdly.

He then placed a beautiful pair of 4-inch black stiletto heels on her feet, and they fit perfectly.

“These shoes are no charge, Ma’am. Would you allow me to worship you and your wife’s feet? I will do anything if you would allow me this honor,” the clerk begged, surprising Lisa even more. The clerk continued, “I have a brand new Corvette my dad just bought me. It’s yours if you would allow me to worship both you and your wife’s feet.”

Lisa, however, smiled; she might find a use for this boy around the house.

“I will think about your offer. Please give me your number, and I will call you back,” replied Lisa.

Lisa walked back and uncuffed Sam. She slowly removed the duct tape from her mouth and pulled the panties from inside Sam’s mouth before helping her stand up.

“Are you mad at me, Princess?” Lisa asked, but Sam turned her head to the other side. Lisa had to try hard not to laugh. Sam was cute even when she was upset.

“How about this, do as I say for the rest of the day, and I will get you a brand-new Corvette,” Lisa announced. She could already see the sparkle in Sam’s eyes. Lisa knew that the car Sam had always wanted was a Corvette, but she couldn’t afford it because Lisa spent most of her money at their house.

“Will you?” Sam asked excitedly.

“Of course, but you will do as I say, no arguments, alright?” Lisa asked before reaching under Sam’s skirt, wiggling the vibrating egg in her pussy and making her moan.