.. or, you'll be in my house, bathed, totally nude, and wearing these handcuffs as my willing, submissive slavegirl. It's your decision."With that, I ...ulled Adriana up and out of my patrol car, got back in it myself and drove away. Adriana stared at the patrol car as it made its way down the street. She was pretty shaken up by what had just happened and shocked at the proposal I had just made to her. I was suggesting trying to turn her into my personal sexual plaything. It was outrageous. But. I often get looks as we pass other shoppers, but I keep my eyes down as instructed and always follow just behind her. As we’re due to go out shortly, she leads me to her room and the special closet she keeps for me. I dress under her instructions, as usual, in a little demi-bra that lifts up my 34B breasts but doesn’t cover them and a little frilly garter belt (pink and white). White stockings are next and my shoes are little black high-heeled Mary Janes that look both innocent and slutty at. The hair style was one Marie told her was fitting for after-wedding visits.There was porridge and a soft-boiled egg waiting for her at breakfast. She would have a talk with the cook later that day. As it was, she ate what was available -- sitting across from Robert. He kissed her gently, being careful to not muss her hair, before she went out for her calls. Luncheon was served a few minutes after she returned. She ate at the foot of the table. Robert ate at the head, and she was tempted to wave. ..- On your way... I don't know... Maybe you can advise me.- Me? I'm not exactly a good advisor, as you can see.She laughs, a lovely, sad laugh....The day was tiring, but always competent Adriana kept us on our toes. But I began tô pay attention tô your face, several times I noticed her intense look. I began tô feel hints of an attraction, it wasn't the first time that woman had caught my attention, I was kind of in a dilemma between desire and lack of respect for knowing the problem she was.