“You should smile,” He said to Carrie, and Carrie couldn’t stop smiling.

“You should undress,” He continued, and Carrie couldn’t get out of her clothes fast enough.

“You should kneel,” said…who was He, again, as Carrie slid to her knees.

“You should offer your tits to be fucked,” He said. Of course, thought Carrie, presenting them to His glorious cock. But still…

“I shouldn’t be doing this…should I?” Carrie stammered out through her broad grin.

“You should obey, Carrie.”

“I should obey, Master.” What a relief, Carrie thought, as she focused on her orders, her smile brighter than before.

The picture looks familiar so I’ve probably written something for it but I love this story!.