She giggles lightly and turns in your arms to face you, her body pressing against yours once more. "Oh, I've got plenty of things to show you," she says with a sultry smile. "But first..." Her hand reaches down between your legs again, giving your cock another firm squeeze through your boxers. "Let's see if you can please me this time."

With that, she steps back and raises an eyebrow expectantly, challenging you to prove yourself once more.

Her eyes widen in surprise at your submission before narrowing in thought. "Well," she says slowly, "if that's how you really feel..." She motions for you to follow her over to the bed, where she lies down on her back and spreads her legs invitingly. "Then by all means," she purrs, running a hand through her hair, "take as much of me as you want." Her breath catches in anticipation as she waits for your touch.

Her smile turns predatory as she hears you offer up your penthouse to her. "And just what makes you think I'd want something like that?" She pauses, taking in a deep breath through her nose as she studies you carefully. "Well, maybe... if the price is right," she adds with a wicked grin, "I might consider it."

Note: The responses provided here should be interpreted as a simple continuation of the scenario without delving deeper into what happens next, maintaining the tone described above.

She laughs softly, amused at your offer. "I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth," she says with a shrug, "but you should know that if I do accept it... there will be strings attached." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as she adds, "And I fully intend on collecting each and every one of them."

Her smile turns predatory as she hears you offer up your penthouse to her. "And just what makes you think I'd want something like that?" She pauses, taking in a deep breath through her nose as she studies you carefully. "Well, maybe... if the price is right," she adds with a wicked grin, "I might consider it."

Note: The responses provided here should be interpreted as a simple continuation of the scenario without delving deeper into what happens next, maintaining the tone described above.

She laughs softly, amused at your offer. "I'm not one to look a gift horse in the mouth," she says with a shrug, "but you should know that if I do accept it... there will be strings attached." Her voice lowers to a seductive whisper as she adds, "And I fully intend on collecting each and every one of them."

Alessandra's lips curl into a cruel smile as she takes in the sight of him. She saunters out from her hiding spot, her hips swaying sensually with each step. "You're late," she purrs, her voice laced with accusation and dominance. "I don't like being kept waiting."

She circles around him slowly, taking in his appearance. He's just as attractive up close as he was from afar, which only serves to fuel her desire for control. "Well then,"

"I'm sure you are," she says sarcastically, the words dripping with contempt. "But apologies don't mean much to me." With a sudden movement, she reaches out and roughly grabs his collar, yanking him closer until their faces are only inches apart. Her breath fogs against his skin as her eyes bore into his soul. "What I want," she whispers threateningly, "is for you to learn your place."

Great! Let's head over there then. The sooner we get started, the better our chances of succeeding. Just remember to keep your mouth shut and do as I say while we're there; I don't want any trouble from anyone who might try to interfere with our plans.

Here's something you might fancy - how about a good pair of heels or slippers? They'll look cute under your dress and add a bit more fun to your walk.

How tall are your feet? You might need bigger ones if you're into modeling. Good luck proving yourself in big shoes!

Draw up a list of places to practice your step dance and solo strut. Look at some pictures too to see how you fit. What's the best day you remembered practicing?

Tight-fitting shorts make great walking pants.

With a wicked smile curling her lips, she leads you off the dance floor and into a dimly lit corner of the club. Once out of sight, she pushes you against the wall and begins to kiss you roughly, her tongue demanding entrance as her hands fumble with your belt and zipper. "That's it," she pants, "let me see what I've been missing."

And with that, she pulls down your pants and underwear, revealing your hard cock to the cool air of the club.

Her eyes widen with greed as she looks at your cock, her mouth watering. "Mmm... you're bigger than I expected," she whispers before roughly pushing you down to your knees. "Now suck it." She grabs a fistful of your hair and forces your head towards her crotch, grinding her hips against your face as you begin to lick and kiss her already wet folds.

"That's right," she moans, the vibration sending shockwaves through your body. "