Indentured Servitude For Zoe The Klepto

Zoe the babysitter sticks her hand in the drawer for the last time. Tina walks in and the heirloom slips, glints, and betrays her. Zoe drops to her knees, words tumbling out—anything to keep the cops out of it. Tina listens, then smiles like she’s been waiting for this. “You want to stay out of trouble? From now on you work for me.” Zoe nods, fast. The deal seals. Tina opens the closet, pulls out leather cuffs and a fat black gag, and tells her new servant to strip and kneel. Rope tightens around pale wrists. The gag fills Zoe’s mouth, straps buckle, drool already pooling. Tina spreads Zoe’s thighs, pushes a slick dildo deep and leaves it there, buzzing low, just enough to remind Zoe who owns every hole now. While the toy works her open, Tina clips a leash to the cuffs and leads her toward the bedroom, every stolen trinket suddenly feeling cheap next to what she’s about to pay.