Take off your pants

I phoned her and arranged to meet for lunch at the mall. As I was walking toward her I saw that she was wearing jeans and a tee shirt.

I looked at her and said "are you trying to challenge my authority or something" She asked "What did I mean" I said "you are wearing pants" she looked surprised and said "sorry she'd just put them on without thinking".

I said untuck your shirt and she did.

I said put your hands at your sides and she did and the tee shirt was reasonably long. Not ** tip length but about thumb length.

I said go into the ladies toilet and take them off. Your tee shirt will do as a mini dress.

She said She couldn't do that. It would be too short. I insisted and said if you do not comply there will be additional punishment at home.

She said can we just go home and you can have ** with me. I said we will go home, I will punish you and then we will come back with you in your tee shirt.

Finally she went into the ladies toilet and after an age came back out. I watched as she walked toward me. Lovely long legs. You could not quite see her undies. As she got close, I could see her face was flushed and her eyes watery. I asked where were her pants and she said she had put them in the trash bin. I said good girl. I took her by the hand and we walked the full length of the mall in silence and then part way back to a coffee shop.

I held the chair while she sat. As I walked to the opposite side of the table I looked and could see the edge of her undies and a lot of thigh.

I sat and looked at the menu. I asked what she would like and she said she did not want anything and that she felt sick. The waitress came over and I ordered a salad bowl and two forks and a coffee for me and water for my wife.

We ate lunch almost in silence. I asked how she was and she said humiliated. I said sometimes you have to feel pain in order to change.