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She had taken a full breath, experienced the tingle below. She squeezed the thighs of her together and attempted to battle minimal tremor. She stood completely still and waited with indescribable anticipation.

"How did I get here so quickly?" A bit more time to "collect" the feelings of her will were good. That is what she kept imagining as she stood there... dressed as she'd been informed. Black stockings & a garter belt... a brief skirt... heels, dressy and black. A gray button down blouse... pearls, all elegant but easy. No bra obviously plus no panties. She held a little purse, the contents of its damning, humiliating. She was standing in the curb, outside of the terminal. Absolutely no bags, simply her.

"Behave, I might embarrass you in public or just choose you up. You won't ever know", she remembered The words of his through a call time before she left because of the airplane. These days she was terrified, horny, and also content peering into every automobile as it approached for The facial skin of his.

It'd been three years of teasing, consequently chatting and then "getting to know" one another. This point she knew she was prepared to meet up with him. She needed to please Him. Nevertheless, was she prepared to surrender so thoroughly? She clasped the purse in with 2 hands, releasing and squeezing.

three items were carried by it. A driver's license, a signed slave contract/consent form, and also many photos she'd taken of herself in humiliating poses doing outrageously naughty activities just like she'd been directed to by Him the prior week. The addresses and also the pictures of the boss of her and the closest family of her had been rubber banded to together tightly. Though it did not matter that nobody in the terminal may begin to see the pictures... they burned in the little purse of her, she imagined others close to her seeing the smoke seeping out of the hands.

Suddenly it had been Him, smiling through the windshield at her. In moments she was anxiously stepping toward the passenger side door. She fiddled with the deal with though the doorstep did not open. 2, 3 times she tried it... then looked up to see Him smiling at her and also saying, "no".
"Lift the skirt of yours and show me, then ask please!" he barked. And so he WAS going to embarrass her all things considered. She flushed with heat from the experience of her to the thighs of her and experienced her left hand take the bag and her best take the hem of the skirt of her very slowly above the edge of her today throbbing clit. Head bowed, she did as she was told as well as the door lock snapped up electronically. She jumped in to the automobile nearly giddy the very first ordeal was over and leaned over to kiss Him - not thinking in the very least about surrender, submission or even what intense games have been following.

"Spread the lower limbs of yours and also maintain the skirt close to the waist" of yours, he barked. And she did so... the eyes of her couldn't transfer through the floor of the automobile, although she needed to stare at Him as severely.

She subtly glanced from the heels of her to The aspect of his of the automobile to find out He'd on the tan 501 button fly jeans He'd discussed a lot of occasions. He tossed a pair of shiny handcuffs in the lap of her and she knew instantly to place them on...

"Be-HIND the back of yours, slave.", he reminded her. After the automobile ride was extremely quiet but brief. Just a couple of times did The hand travel of his over to believe her, touch or even check out her exposed flesh. Precisely what a tease! The very first stop a parking lot near a baseball diamond. Absolutely no one around but deliciously so. The car was parked by him and also walked around to her side... and pulled her from the automobile by the hair, unlocking the handcuffs kind of aided also.

"Get out right here and also kneel... maintain your skirt UP... show your clit.", these instructions came quick fire and she was obedient in everything. He walked around her, examining every inch. Then He pulled her to the feet of her by the hair style of her, and also pushed her naked ass back against the great metal of the fender. The hand of his deftly located the wetness of her and also pinched the clit of her carefully, rolling it, teasing it. She gasped a breathless, "thank you, Sir." Then again, he pinched harder and she squealed.

"That's what I needed to hear.", he said softly. She experienced Him tug the head of her back by the hair after which they kissed. "We have a great deal to do, lil one.", he whispered and tapped the nose of her.

"yes, Sir... anything you wish.", she was able to eek out a nervous laugh also.

"First things first", he said. "Let's have the handbag" of yours, his hand reaching out as he spoke.

She rapidly leaned down and also got her last link to the old identity of her wondering in case at any time if she will hesitate. But she did not. It was later in The dungeon playroom of his which he will start the bag. And seal the fate of her.