Just as Anna is finishing up cleaning her home the doorbell rings. She wasn't expecting any company. She walks over to the door curiously to see who it is.
"Good afternoon, Mam. Please sign for this parcel," the deliveryman greets her. Anna looks over the item and sees that it is from her new Master. She had just met him in person for the first time last Friday. Wondering what it could be, a big smile begins to form as she signs for it. she closes the door behind her immediately and heads into her living room.
Without wasting any time she opens the package to find a black piece of clothing that could barely pass for a dress, a pair of black 5" heels and a sex toy. To be exact, it was a metal buttplug with a black crystal on the end. She had seen them around but had never thought of owning or using for that matter.
She tries on the dress only to realize it didn't do much of a good job covering her body. To her dismay, most of her breasts were clearly visible and the bottom wasn't much better. She pulled it down as far as it could go but the bottom part of her ass was still visible. To make things worse, each step Anna took in the dress made it ride up her hips exposing more of her. The shoes fit surprisingly well but it made it difficult for her to walk.
All dressed up, Anna glances back towards the buttplug wondering what to do and notices something else in the parcel. It was a note from her master, it read:
"Come pick me up at the airport tomorrow evening at 4pm, terminal 3. Wear NOTHING but what I have sent you."
He can't be serious she thinks to herself. But was he? She mulls over what is asked of her and decides to get back to her affairs.
The next day, she waits in anticipation for 4pm to roll around. She knew what she had to do. She could feel herself become nervous and anxious, each minute that went by made her heart beat faster. Anna readies herself as told and climbs into her car avoiding neighbors and prying eyes.
On her drive to the airport, she recalls the marks left on her, physically and emotionally, from their previous meeting. Just thinking about it made her wet. But she couldn't focus on anything else, reuniting with her master made her delighted. A large sign for Terminal 3 catches her eye as she veers towards it.
She parks her car on the right shoulder of the arrivals designated area and looks to find her master. Straight ahead, only a few meters away was a female officer directing traffic. It was a busy time of the day. A flood of people walk through the doors and shortly after she sees him. Her Master, wearing a fitted grey suit with a briefcase in hand.
Hoping to get his attention, she opens the passenger window and waves her arm calling his name. He sees her right away and walks over to the driver side window. He leans forward and motions for Anna to lower the glass. "I'm happy to see you made it here and on time. And it looks like you even followed all of my instructions. Good girl."
"Not all of them, sir", she lowers her head facing the steering wheel. She then slowly opens her legs to reveal a black laced thong.
"That's funny, I don't recall sending that", he says disapprovingly, "Now take them off and get out of the car."
"But, I-I can't" Anna stutters, still staring at the steering wheel. She didn't know what her master had in store, but the thought of removing her underwear in such a public place made her feel even more naked than she already was. Her face started to become flush just thinking about such a thing.
He places his right hand gently around her chin and forces her to look towards him. Staring into her eyes with a stern look he scolds, "You can and you will. Now do as you're told."
Anna knew better than to make him repeat his request. She felt a sense of rush and light-headedness as she promptly reached down between her legs and peeled her thong off. They were soaked, she hadn't realize how wet they had gotten on the drive.
He holds out his palm, signaling her to place the panties on it, "My my, you seem to be enjoying this a little too much, aren't you?"
"Yes, sir" she replied softly.
"That's alright, and we're only getting started. He opens the door and gives her his other hand to help her get out.
Looking nervously, she climbs out hoping no one notices. The dress had ridden all the way to her hips. It was a good thing her master was in front preventing her exposed bottom half from being seen. He presses up closer, right against her body. His chest pressed up right against hers and his left hand on her hip. Anna closes her eyes expecting to be rewarded with a kiss, but instead he opens the rear passenger door and tosses his brief case inside.
"Bend over and put your hands on the seat", he orders as he takes a step back. "Don't worry, no one will be able to see you with both doors open."