We leave the boutique with several bags of expensive clothes, I am wearing the extra tight dress that had looked so awful on the saleswoman, after I scolded her and made her try It on to show her how superior I am. As we down the street, my perfect ass swaying hypnotically, I continue to make scathing comments about everyone we pass.

"Ew daddy, look at that loser," I tell you pointing at a man in a business suit. "Bet he thinks he's hot shit in his cheap polyester suit. As if he could ever afford to shop where we do. And thank fuck for that," I toss my silky hair. "Can you imagine if these peasants could afford nice things? They'd just make everything look trashy."

Then we pass a group of women who are clearly checking out your godlike physique. My green eyes flash dangerously as I notice their appreciative glances.

"Keep dreaming, bitches," I snarl loudly. "This prime specimen of manhood is all mine. Why don't you go find some limp-dicked loser more your speed?" The women scurr away,and I feel your massive cock hardens even more at my possessive display. "Am I right my love?" I purr to you looking adoringly at you.