" Leslie said."My name's Landon. Landon Fredrickson. I'm a doctor and I work at the hospital in Alexandria. I also live there. Me, my mother, my fathe..., and my brother live there. We moved there from New Haven and lived there since I was 9. I have my own place and all." He said."Nice to meet you, Landon. I'm Leslie. Leslie Amberton. I own a lingerie shop and I live in New Orleans. I own, operate, and also design a few pieces for the shop. I'm originally from Tulane." She responded.While they. She peeled it off and put the pair away.She clicked “transfer money” and decided to pay a small fee to get the money sent immediately. Maybe, she thought, I’ll skip all of my classes today, and treat myself. I deserve it, right? I can buy some clothes that actually fit, get some lunch for myself…Realizing that she had sweated in her sleep, she sat up and peeled her hoodie off. As she struggled to get it over her breasts, they finally fell like dead weights to her chest. Taking them in her small. Please mark me as yours.”She smiles and nods, and then suddenly leaves the room.I lay there confused. She comes back and places a towel filled with ice over my groin. I shriek and my genitals begin to shrink back from the freezing feeling. She laughs hysterically.“Why?” I half ask half yell.She is still laughing, “Because I need to take you to get your reward.”Without further explanation she removes the towel and quickly relocks me in the chastity device. Then, without warning, she smacks me. I laughed. “That’s what I want to hear, you little skank!”I tugged her hair as she yelped and laughed and started kissing my face. I took her hand and jammed it between my legs and squeezed my thighs shut. She gave me a shocked look. When I released her hand, she kept it there, feeling my erection.“It’s all yours, princess,” I said.“You’re too kind,” she said, unbuttoning my pants.I eyed the cabbie who was jabbering on his phone in Hindi.She had my cock out, a nice plump thing in her dainty.