...” Sarah said quietly. I couldn’t believe it, I didn’t know if I wanted to cry or storm out. Instead, I was led around the store as the assist...nt suggested styles and items to Sarah and they tried to reach a decision. Despite knowing they were for me and not really wanting them, the sight of the lingerie all around me had me fighting against getting hard. I knew it had to be from the teasing earlier, it couldn’t be because I wanted anything here. Eventually, an incredibly girly pair were. You're a quick learner. So learn this. No tights. Lose 'em now, and never replace them. Stockings or nothing is the dress code from here on."Her ungainly wriggle accompanied her breathless "Yes Sir" and the tights joined the skirt and blouse.Emmet took a step back and gave her a withering look."Next? Drop the granny pants. French Camiknickers giving full access, or, of course nothing will be the future. Understand?" Yes Sir".More tears slid down her cheeks as she slowly lowered her pants,. It tastes great and is so slippery with cum and pussy juice that I can't wait and move up and pulling my cock out through the the open crotch of my pantyhose I drive it deep into her waiting cunt while my lips close around one of her nipples.She is so slippery and I fuck her hard and fast. She is soon cumming, crying out with pleasure and as I feel her cunt muscles tighten around my cock I begin cumming too, spurt after spurt of my hot cum filling her cunt again. I collapse on top of her. Needless to say, there was a certain cultural tension between the two castes within the city-state. The presence of the Administrator was a sign of how significant was the Slaver project. His presence further attested to the rising power of the Slavers, that a Merchant was compelled to give his implicit blessing to a rival caste enterprise, a cylinder which would rise one level higher than the Merchant’s own high-rise. If the Merchants were uncomfortable with their relationship with the city.