Mistress: What are you wearing?
Me: Umm… a dress?
Mistress: I can see that, you stupid bint. I can also see that it’s on the short side and doesn’t leave much to the imagination.
Mistress: No. By all means, show off that body of yours. Sure, guys will think you’re a whore but, now that I think about it, we both know that’s not entirely inaccurate.
Mistress: What? You think I’m wrong? You think you’re not a whore? Because if not, I have some news for you.
Me: Well… maybe I am a little bit.
Mistress: There’s no such thing as a little bit a whore, you stupid girl. You either have sex with people for cash or you don’t. And you very much do. Don’t you?
Me: Yes… I guess…
Mistress: You guess?
Me: I mean, I do.
Mistress: And do you think you look like a cheap whore as well?
Me: No. Not- not much.
Mistress: Oh? So that’s the sort of thing you think is appropriate to wear? So you’ll pop down the shop in it for me?
Me: What?! No!
Mistress: What’s the matter? Ashamed of how you look? Ashamed to go out in public dressed like a tart?
Me: I don’t look like a tart.
Mistress (grabbing my hair and dragging me towards the door): Oh really? We’ll just have to see what everyone else has to say about that.
Me: No! Please! No! i’m begging you! Don’t do this! Alright! I look like a tart! I look like a whore! I just wanted to look sexy for you!
Mistress (letting go of me): Oh, you stupid girl. If you want to impress me sexually, you don’t have to dress up like a shameless hussie.
Me: Err… I don’t.
Mistress: No. You just need to get down on your knees and lick me out.
Me: Umm… I… umm… what?
Mistress: That is why you dressed up like that isn’t it? To bring pleasure to me? I mean, the only other reason would be if you were an exhibitionistic, little freak who likes to be caught wearing slutty dresses. And, if that was the case, it’d only be fair for me to throw you outside where everyone could admire you.
Me: Uhh… wait, what was the first option.
Mistress (sitting in a chair and spreading her legs): Kneel. Lick. There’s a good girl. That wasn’t so hard, was it?