"You're not leaving the house like that young lady."
You turn, surprised, you know you've dressed exactly how I like. Even your makeup is done exactly the way that makes me praise it the most, you made sure to get the winged eyeliner just right! Before a protest can leave your lips however, you see my finger curl beckoning you over to me.
"I can't possibly have you go out like that, what will people think?? Looking so unloved and undesired! Come here let me fix you up my darling."
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A short time later...
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Tears running down your face, makeup ruined, your chin neck and chest wet with drool and other fluids, one tit still pulled out of your top noticeably bouncing as your chest heaves recovering your breath.
"That's much better, now you look loved and desired. Now you look like someone's very proud of you" I kiss your forehead softly "Good girl".
