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Marina was clearly delighted with that showroom, her eyes sparkled with euphoria. The store's presentation was really amazing: there was a whole wall full of pole dance boots and sandals, with very high heels and vibrant colors. Each shoe was in its own niche, carved into the wall in an ogival shape, and bathed in neon light - in a way it even looked a bit like an altar for lovers in high heels. Marina slipped her finger into the loop of my collar and pulled me along with her. "Look at this! What a beautiful thing!" I noticed that the store manager, behind the counter, was watching us with curiosity, after all that was not an environment where men like to be. Usually it's boring for man to accompany his partner shopping, but for me it was fun. I loved watching Marina try on new clothes and ask me for my opinion on what to buy. But it wasn't just that, the collar I wore was also a bit astonishing. Marina chose four models of boots, asked the saleswoman to bring them, then went to the armchair and sat down, waiting. I got a little distracted, looking at other sandal models, whatever she chose I would offer a gift of my own choice. When the salesgirl came back with her boots, Marina snapped her fingers calling me out and pointed imperiously at the floor beside her. I already knew what she wanted, and I knelt beside her awaiting her orders. The saleswoman looked embarrassed, opened the boxes and presented the product, and with each opened box was an expression of amazement and joy on Marina's side. What she really liked most were the clear plastic boots. So she ordered me to place at her feet a model of each to decide, and so I did. She rose and walked across the room in long, elegant strides, and I followed her with my eyes but did my best to hide my excitement. She, however, was calm knowing the power she had over me, and seemed to enjoy leaving me there on my knees awaiting her decision. She sat back in the armchair and looked at me with a queenly air and said: "I want to try the whole store". And I replied, in a low voice, "your will is mine too".

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Hi! This is an old draw that I took back to reform. What do you think?

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Marina was clearly delighted with that showroom, her eyes sparkled with euphoria. The store's presentation was really amazing: there was a whole wall full of pole dance boots and sandals, with very high heels and vibrant colors. Each shoe was in its own niche, carved into the wall in an ogival shape, and bathed in neon light - in a way it even looked a bit like an altar for lovers in high heels. Marina slipped her finger into the loop of my collar and pulled me along with her. "Look at this! What a beautiful thing!" I noticed that the store manager, behind the counter, was watching us with curiosity, after all that was not an environment where men like to be. Usually it's boring for man to accompany his partner shopping, but for me it was fun. I loved watching Marina try on new clothes and ask me for my opinion on what to buy. But it wasn't just that, the collar I wore was also a bit astonishing. Marina chose four models of boots, asked the saleswoman to bring them, then went to the armchair and sat down, waiting. I got a little distracted, looking at other sandal models, whatever she chose I would offer a gift of my own choice. When the salesgirl came back with her boots, Marina snapped her fingers calling me out and pointed imperiously at the floor beside her. I already knew what she wanted, and I knelt beside her awaiting her orders. The saleswoman looked embarrassed, opened the boxes and presented the product, and with each opened box was an expression of amazement and joy on Marina's side. What she really liked most were the clear plastic boots. So she ordered me to place at her feet a model of each to decide, and so I did. She rose and walked across the room in long, elegant strides, and I followed her with my eyes but did my best to hide my excitement. She, however, was calm knowing the power she had over me, and seemed to enjoy leaving me there on my knees awaiting her decision. She sat back in the armchair and looked at me with a queenly air and said: "I want to try the whole store". And I replied, in a low voice, "your will is mine too".

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Hi! This is an old draw that I took back to reform. What do you think?