You stare at my legs all the time. You brag about your wealth and about how many women you seduce. Payback time is here. As per usual, you can t stop staring at my legs during our business meeting. I take you out to a bar, pretending to be interested in you and I give you something special to drink. You wake up as my prisoner, unable to move and dizzy. I tease you and mesmerize you with my leather dress and and pantyhose legs until you compromise yourself and turn into my BM bitch. For you, there is no other way out: you will have to sign the debt contract.