The boy turned and grabbed a cart that looked like ones businessmen used at the airports and begin to load their bags and boxes on it. Michael grabbed a few bags and headed towards the door. Silk grabbed a few shoeboxes and followed him. Once outside Michael opened the trunk for the boy to place the stuff inside. He sat his bags in the trunk and gestured for Silk to do the same. The boy placed the packages in the trunk and shut it and promptly walked away.
Michael handed her the keys and said, "You drive this time, while I read."
Taking the keys and letting them in the car, she asked, "Where too?"
"Make a left out of the parking lot and then a right after the second light," he told her with total confidence.
She did as directed and soon they were on their way. She looked over at him wondering what he was reading. She debated whether or not to ask him finally curiosity won out. "May I ask, what are you reading?"
Wanting to see what her reaction would be, he told her, "The list of limits that those two slave girls you met earlier, sent to me."
Not wanting to be jealous she causally asked, "What is that? What kind of limits?"
Seeing that she either was trying to not show her jealous or she was learning that it didn't matter caused him to smile, "It tells me what they will and won't do. It is a list that covers everything that is involved in this lifestyle. This is easier than me asking all these questions. Also this way I can refer back to it when needed. When you're more experienced, we'll fill out one for you." Then thinking on what he had just said, he told her, "Actually, we could start a list now for you, you can always add to it or change it as time goes on. Most slave change theirs from time to time."
"So what things are they into," she asked actually curious about them.
"Make a left at the next light," he told her noticing that they were turning as he had directed her. "Well let's see. Their lists are pretty identical. They both like anal, oral, vaginal sex. They like all forms of masturbation and most toys. Both like whips, paddles, crops, and floggers. Syndee likes water sports and Stacy is willing to try it. Neither like scat or anything involving feces play. Good, neither do I."
"Water sports, like swimming?" She asked not knowing what he meant.
This caused him to laugh, "No, Silk. Water sports as in pissing."
"Oh," came an embarrassed answer. Then she braved, "And what is scat and feces play?"
"You may not want to know right now," he told her with a grave look.
"Just tell me."
"Okay, don't say I didn't warn you. Oh, turn right at the next street and then turn into Diamond's. Scat and feces play involves shit. Plain and simple," he told her in a very serious tone.
She looked at him and when he didn't smile, she gave a sour look, "That's nasty and unclean Michael. I hope you don't do that, ever."
He laughed loudly and slapped his knee. "I told you, you didn't want to know, but don't worry, I am not into it and none of my friends are either. Those people are a very select group."
"Good," was all she had to say.
They had arrived at their destination and she shut the car off. They got out and Michael led her to the door. Once there he stopped and stood in front of her.
"Okay you have never seen anything like this in your life so be prepared," he told her.
"Alright, I am ready. I don't shock that easy Michael."
"This place is a place you will become very familiar with as long as you are in this lifestyle. It has everything a slave or Dom needs for every aspect of this lifestyle. Now shall we go inside?" He asked.
With a giggle, she answered, "Let's."
They went inside and Silk saw that Michael was right. It was a shock to the system; a man decked out in a full leather outfit greeted them. Silk fought to suppress a giggle and Michael looked down at her and smiled broadly. She thought to herself, she really liked his smile too.
"Hello, Michael, how may we help you tonight," leather man asked them?
"James how's business?" Michael asked of him.
"Good and you?"
"I am fine. Let me introduce you to Silk. She is a new slave. We are here to outfit her properly in all the leather gear she will ever need," Michael informed him.
"Do you need help, or can you find everything on your own?" leather man asked of them.
Michael looked to Silk and told him, "I think we are all right on our own. I can always yell if I need something."
With a dismissive nod, Leather man said, "Okay, just holler if you can't find something."
With that Michael led her into the store. Everywhere she looked, there were things that she had never seen before. Some caused her to blush and some just left her curious. Michael led her to a wall of leather collars and such stuff. Michael began to pick out collars that he thought would look good on her. He seemed to like the leather ones with gemstones on them. He handed her a black shiny one.
"Try this on," he told her.
She did and he approved it. He handed her another one, this time red. As she tried this one on a clerk walked up and gave them a large black basket for their purchases. Michael indicated for him to set in on the floor. He then tossed the black collar into it. Next he approved the red one, a blue one, a white one and an emerald green one. He put all the ones he didn't like back on their hooks and began to choose matching cuffs for her wrists and ankles. These he tossed in to the basket too and with them matching leashes. Silk wondered about the leashes. Would she be led around on them?
He was looking over some other collars when his cell phone rang, "Michael here," he said to the phone.
"Hello little ones. I see you got my message. I was hoping you would call while I was still out shopping at Diamond's."
He listened for a minute or so and then said, "What I needed to know was do you two own your own things for play and if so what do you have and what do you lack?" He listened again and then whispered to Silk, "Go ask that guy at the counter for a pen and tablet of paper."
