I had her dress in the shortest leather mini skirt that she owned. It barely covered her pussy. No underwear. The tiny red top of one of her bikinis. ...ive inch black heels. “You are my whore. Do you understand?” I asked. “ What may your whore do for you Master?” she quickly replied. We got in the car and headed down town. The sign above the business read Peep Show. “You will get out and go in. You will go to a booth and leave the door open. The place closes about two AM. Until then, you will. Trying to straiten out my hair as the elevator stopped at his penthouse and opened up to the most lavish of surroundings there were lots of bust ladies and gurls all over the place but none as big as me and they all froze when I walked out of the elevator you could have heard a pin drop it was so quite then only the sound of my twelve inch heels clacking loudly on the hard wood as I walked my eyes zoomed in on him still wearing a pair of spandex pants with a girl sitting in his lap her tits. He always knew that there was a strong woman in there trying to get out but how strong she was he was not sure and that is what worried him. And she had him right where she wanted him in her control. Alright he thought I will play along.”What do you want from me?” he asked quietly and he hoped timidly.A sensual smile spread across her face. Then she leaned over him and brushed one erect nipple near his mouth. He reached out with his tongue and licked at it she leaned in closer and he was able. They laughed for a bit as she told him about some of the "sales meetings" she had been too and some of the best sellers in her own product line. It was a pretty easy ruse for Andee, as her life back at home involved more than a few secrets around lingerie and sex toys. "So, what do you do?" she finally asked Marcus, trying to turn the conversation back towards something hopefully a little more truthful and not as sexually-charged. "Funny you should ask," he replied. "Not a word of a lie, I sell.