[wme]

"So, about when I asked you if you wanted to where jeans, a skirt, or a dress," Erika said, "There was a catch. Because you chose jeans, you won't be wearing jeans. Just a skirt or a dress."

"Well, that's not fair!" I said.
"I don't care what's fair! I am your master and I want you wearing skirts and dresses. The frillier the better!"
I was in tears now.
"Are you going to cry? Well? Are you? Forget today. I need to take you home for punishment. You are getting your clothes tomorrow. And I'm sure to add extra high heels to the list."

She turned the car around and went home. I was weeping.
We got home.

"Now that we're home, I need to punish you."