Pink Bubblegum

David pulls a bubblegum pink mini dress from the closet, its hem barely a whisper of fabric, and lays it on the bed beside a boned corset, silicone breast inserts, pink thigh stockings, and platform mules. He turns to Willow, still trembling at the edge of the bed, and says, 'Put these on. I want to see how much of you they leave bare.' She reaches for the stockings, the plug humming as she moves, and David watches, his thumb brushing the key in his pocket. The dress, when she finally steps into it, rides up her thighs, the corset cinching her waist as the inserts fill the bodice, and David's gaze drops to the cage's outline beneath the hem.