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I’m in my bedroom getting ready to go out, slipping into my tight leopard-print dress and those glossy, high-shine tan tights you love so much on… how the soles of my feet will be damp inside my shoes… how the tights will be ruined by the time I get home, sodden again my tight warm cunt. You don’t get to touch. You just watch, listen, and obey my dirty little sub, desperate and aching while I tell you how I'll enjoy myself without giving you a second thought.