The Limo

Renata had to stop crying. She had to take care of her swollen eyes. She went to the kitchen to get some eyes. Applying ice pack could bring down the sweeling and also soothe her burning eyes. She looked around but no one was there. Her stomach was growling with hunger but that was her punishment. She had to remain hungry and thirsty.

She applied some ice over her swollen eyes, and it was slightly better. She knew she would have to hide everything with her make-up. She moved to her room and looked at the dress.

The little black dress was the littlest she had ever seen. It was velvet and had an attached corset to make her waist look smaller. The problem was the littles dress was not enough to cover either her breasts or her ass. And that dress didn’t have any underwear with it. Michelangelo just gave her a dress. No matching underwear, it meant only one thing. She must not wear any underwear but how was the dress going to cover her privates.

She slipped into the dress and tightened the