"Honey, please come out"
The blinded girl turned in the direction of the voice, slowly sliding her bare ass across the metal floor of the minivan. Annabelle, leaning on her shackled hands, began to move towards the exit of the car, carefully and carefully probing the road in front of her with her bare feet.
"Be braver princess, you have nothing to worry about"
Feeling her way out of the car, Annabelle dangled one leg in an attempt to reach the floor.
Edward took Annabelle's chin, allowing the girl to use his hand as a fulcrum in the direction of travel, helping her to walk towards the exit of the minivan.
As she lowered her bare feet, she felt the cool, hard concrete floor beneath her. As if reading her mind, Edward replied:
"You're indoors my love, you won't need shoes. You won't wear them anymore. Forget corns and tight shoes, socks and tights are a thing of the past, from now on bare feet are your standard shoes for the rest of the time."
The girl understood that she had long passed the point of no return, and she would have to be as patient as possible and fully accept everything, even the slightest whims of her new owner, regardless of her consent. The realization of this fact only fueled Annabelle's already climaxing masochistic excitement.