Master has taken me to the grocery store to get ingredients for me to make his dinner. He has ordered me to not wear any knickers under my dress, his request has me instantly aroused, I am wet before we leave the house.
We walk to the grocery store, the breeze up my skirt feels refreshing and it teases and tickles my clit and my cunt lips.
At the grocery store I feel my cunt getting wetter and I am thoroughly enjoying our kinky secret as Master orders me to go find things on his list, I obediently search the store list in hand, proud to be Masters knickerless little slut.
Once everything on the list is in the basket we head to the checkout to pay, I feel my arousal building and I long to discreetly rub my engorged clit, or even better have Master's hand exploring my wetness right there in front of everybody, but that is not in Master's plans so I must be obedient and refrain from stimulating my greedy cunt or wishing for my Master's hand.
At the checkout, I look up to see that the checkout girl is an incredibly hot young redhead, she smiles at both Master and me as we put the shopping onto the counter, I smile back, I am unaware of whether Master smiled as I'm busy checking out the impressive sleeve tattoo on her arm and as I am admiring it my eyes come across her perky tits, I feel my cunt throb at the sight of them just sitting there in her tight white shirt almost bursting out of it, I look back up at her face quickly realising my eyes have lingered on her impressive rack a little too long.
As Master pays I put the groceries into the bags and I compliment her on her sleeve and ask her where she got it done, she looks up from the cash register and she smiles and thanks me and tells me that she got it done at the tattooists on the high street, Indigo she'd said.
Master has finished paying and I smile again before we pick up the bags and I say goodbye and wish her a good day, she smiles and wishes us a good day back. I glance one more time at her gorgeous tits just sitting there teasing me, not really caringΒ anymore if my peeking is noticed.
As we walk home Master tells me that I have been a very naughty girl, I look down and swallow hard. Master continues to tell me that little bitches are not permitted to flirt with anybody, especially not with someone as young and attractive as she clearly was. I blush at the realisation that Master had been watching me the whole time, knowing that my cunt was getting wet whilst I stood in front of her, did he know that I was peeking at her big perky tits? whilst I ponder this Master continues to scold me.