I fell asleep easily. I was tired, sated, and full of my Master's cum. I had just had two great orgasms and squirted what felt like gallons of pussy juice all on the bed and on Master too. That is enough to make any slave sleep for hours.
When I woke I was in the same position as when fell asleep. Tucked into the side of my Master, with my head resting on his chest. I opened my eyes and had to blink to get them focused so I could see. Once my vision was back I looked up to see Master staring at me and smiling. "Good morning my little pet, I take it you slept well."
"Yes Sir, I did. Thank you for asking" was my reply. Master then took his arm from around my back and put it behind his head in a very relaxed move. As he did there was a jingle of noise like he had hit something. I looked up to see a short silver chain was attached onto the bed and the other end was attached to the thick rolled steel collar at my neck. Both had locks on them. I was leashed and locked to the bed.
"I had to make sure you did not run away. You might have gotten lost, hurt, or another man might see you and want to take you for his own. I cannot let that happen. You are my slave, my whore, my precious property. You belong to me and only me." Master then leaned his head down and kissed my forehead. "I am going to take a shower, I will come and release you when I am done."
I heard the shower start up and then laved my head back onto the pillow. I then began to smell the scent of my Master's soap from the bathroom. The scent was very relaxing to me, it reminded me he was only in the next room and that I was safe in his care. Laying in the comfy bed with the wonderful smell of my Master floating through the air, I closed my eyes and fell back asleep.
"Wake up my little pet" Master whispered into my ear. I then heard the locks click and I knew Master was releasing me from the bed. I opened my eyes to see him sitting on the bed with me. "Are you ready to shower and get dressed" Master then asked. I nodded yes.
My leash was in his hands and he slightly tugged the leash up signaling me to rise from the bed. I then stood on the side of the bed and waited for further instructions. He then led me into the bathroom, told me to shower, wash my hair, shave my legs and make sure my pussy free of hair. I was then unleashed and allowed to shower alone.
As I exited the shower, clean and smooth Master told me that he had taken the liberty of choosing my clothing for the day. I looked on the bed and saw what he had chosen for me. A pair of slightly distressed jeans, a low cut black shirt which would show off my big tits, and heels which had cuffs attached and would lock. "Thank you Sir, I love what you have chosen."
I finished dressing myself. I dried my hair, put on some makeup. I know Master likes me to look my slutty best when we are out together. After I was finished I came to stand in front of Master and asked for his approval. "Mmm...my whore looks very good, I am pleased with your appearance."
We then got our bags and headed out into the city. Our first stop was a high end adult store. We pulled into a non-descript building in a industrial area. This was the right place, but I had never seen an adult store in this type of area before. Master then got out of the car and came to open my door. To my surprise, he clipped the leash on my collar and tugged to tell me to stand. I was then lead into the store.
Lucky for me, we were the only people in the store. They had a lot of sex furniture, latex, and very high tech sex toys. We walked the whole store, tried out a couple of furniture devices, picked up a few things and headed to the front to check out. Master looked down at the counter and saw some beautiful floggers. Master then asked to see one. It was black with a silver handle with a jewel at the end. Master then looked to the cashier and asked, "Would you mind if I tried this out on her?" "No, that would be fine." Replied the cashier. He looked a little excited.
"Okay, my little slut, lets get those jeans off. I am going to flog you."
"Sir, here?" was my shocked answer.
Master then pulled my leash and told me to obey him. I then did as I was told. I took off my jeans and my panties. I was instructed to place my hands on the counter and to lean forward and present my ass for flogging. Once I was in place Master began to flog me with the new flogger. It was a combo of stinging and a light thud on my ass.
Master was getting my ass good and red with the flogger. The pain was intense toward the end. I looked up to see the cashier staring at me and my flaming red ass. He had a mix of excitement and fear on his face. The excitement was winning though.
Master finished my flogging with one hard stroke to my ass. He then came up to me and rubbed his cock, which was now rock hard into my ass. With his hands he began to rub my red, aching ass. It felt good to feel his hands on my skin. "You did very well my pet, please redress now."
I then slid my jeans and panties back on, which hurt like hell on my sore flogged ass. Master paid for our toys then I followed him back out to the car.
Master and I then drove to the Bondage Club. They had rooms for rent so the guests could stay and play in private. Master had reserved the deluxe suite, it had it's own St. Andrews Cross and spanking bench. It also included a bondage cell. The cell was outfitted with rings in the walls to chain your slave the wall. The doors were steel bars, like a jail cell. The room was beautifully decorated in dark reds and browns. It looked like the boudoir of a sexy Mistress or Master. It was perfect for us.
Master, after looking around the room, grabbed my arm and pushed me into the cell. He then took a padlock out of his pocket and locked me in. "I will leave my slave here for safekeeping while I get our bags. Be good until I get back."
I was left all alone in a bondage club, locked in a cell. Master left the door to our room open, anyone could walk in at anytime. I sat on the floor of the cell and waited on Master to return. I heard Master before I saw him, he was chatting with someone. It was James, the guy at the front desk, he was helping Master with our bags. "James, doesn't my little slut look good in that cell?"
"She sure does. Your slave is a sexy little bitch." James said while he looked me over.
"She feels as good as she looks, you should go and see how soft her skin is. Slut, stand and let James feel you" Master demanded.
James walked over and put his hands on my arms and stroked me. He pulled his big hands up and down my arms, he then moved to my neck. I felt humiliated, like a pet showed off by their owner. But that was the case, I realized. I was owned completely by Master, I was his property to shelter, clothe and feed.
"She is very soft and very touchable, I would love to see more of her" James asked.
"Mmm, very good idea James, you are a man after my own needs. Strip for us slave, show us that slutty body of yours. Do it slowly, seduce your Master and his friend."