Please note, if you are beginning to follow my memories of The Adventures of Roni, they may jump to different categories as the content changes. Such as it did for the story I just submitted this morning. Please check my submissions page to find them if you are interested.
Since I am still putting Roni's final absolute submission to paper, I thought I would interject a short, (if possible), recounting of her requested "Retest" that took place between today's submission and the one I am working on.
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One day, the week after her submission to Mistress Claudia, Roni came home from work as usual.
Roni had barely stepped inside and closed the door when the voice came from around the corner, "Welcome home, "Slut!" Stopping in her tracks, she listened as the voice added; you have shopping to do.
It was "late Thursday", the one-day a week when all the shops were open late. I stepped around the corner and handed her 3 crisp 100-euro bills. She looked at me with a quizzing look on her face. I asked her if her phone was charged, she responded that she had it on the charger at work.
I told "Slut" she had shopping to do. She asked Master what she needed to buy. Master explained nothing, simply instructing her to turn around and start walking to the city center. She was to text Master when she reached the intersection of the main street and the central pedestrian-zone shopping district.
Roni willfully obeyed, turned and walked out the door, after all, what woman wouldn't enjoy a shopping trip with some fresh crisp money in her pocket!
A short while later I received a text.
Roni: Master, I have arrived at the intersection.
Master: Walk down the pedestrian zone until you come to the fountain.
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Roni: I have arrived at the fountain.
Master: Take the Street to the left; enter the second shop on the right.
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Roni: I am inside Master.
Master: good
Roni loves to window shop at this store but has never bought anything here. She once told me that this is one of two stores where the "easy" girls buy their sexy clothes - the clothes that attract soldiers. One previous weekend, while we were shopping, I took her in to look around. I knew just where to send her.
Master: Go to the back, on the left, to the last rack. Pick out three black skirts that Master would like and try them on. When you finish, but are still in the changing room wearing the last one, text me.
I knew that on that rack were a couple different styles of skirts, but also knew they were all short, some, shorter than others.
After several minutes, my phone jingled.
Roni: Master, I am ready and wearing the last one.
Master: Length?
Roni: it is about half way to my knees
Master: is that the shortest one?
Roni: no Master.
Master: no good, try another
"Slut" knew what Master wanted
Roni, a minute later: Master, I am ready
Master: Is it the shortest of the 3?
Roni: Yes Master
Master: Length?
It took Roni a moment to reply as I assumed her fingers were beginning to tremble and she had to correct her spelling.
Roni: Master, the skirt is really short, it nearly shows the bottom of my ass and only inches below my pussy.
Master: You shall now go and pay for your skirt. Only one you have returned to the fountain, text me.
Several minutes pass as I wait for Roni to complete her purchase, 55 euros spent here.