“You look beautiful, dear…”
Doris’s voice echoed from behind Aria, her touch sent a calming sensation down her body. Her hands worked expertly, smoothing the thin strap of the lingerie bra along Aria’s shoulder.
The fabric clung to her body like it depended on her, the black lace with sheer panels that barely covered her n*****s, reminded her that she was being punished.
Aria’s chest heaved slightly, her mouth opened slightly to let out a small exhale. Her disgust gazed back at her from the mirror, her cheeks completely painted with expensive blush palettes that cost more than she made in a year.
“I look like a slut,” she mumbled dryly,
“Oh no, darling.” Doris’s cheerful tone filled her ears, “You look like something master won’t be able to resist.” She moved around to face her, h
