Susan Finds a Dom Ch6 - John and the Social
As I drove home from my stay at Master's I started to mentally compose my blog for Sir. That I had disappointed my Master still troubled me even though Sir had forgiven me. I had failed Sir.
Getting to my apartment I stripped and fixed a pot of coffee and a sandwich for lunch. I checked my cunt before sitting on the dildo in my chair and for the first time found it necessary to lube before impaling myself and started writing.
Master.
slut disappointed her Master by failing to tell him about giving Hank permission to spank slut's ass. Master made slut his bitch to punish her and make her prove she was worthy of being his slut. Master was pleased with slut's obedience and willingness to please when being treated as a bitch and again called her Sir's slut.
Sir caned slut's ass, leaving it sore, marked, but not damaged. Sir had slut fuck him with her ass before bed. During the night Sir fucked his slut. slut, cleaned Sir and spent the night gratefully holding Sir's cock in her mouth.
Sir took slut to a leather shop to find clothes for the social on Saturday. slut was kept naked standing on a stool while outfits were selected and tried on. Sir selected two dresses for slut, one has to be altered, one has to be made, so Sir bought a leather skaters skirt, just in case.
Sir took slut to Skyscraper Heels for a corset to go with the skirt. Sir selected an underbust that leaves sluts tits bare. Sir also selected a bolero top that does cover but not conceal slut's breasts.
Stan checked slut's piercings to make sure they are healing properly while Master fingered slut's cunt during Stan's inspection. Stan was pleased with slut's care of her piercings. Master found and purchased nipple shields to show off slut's nipples,
Your slut
I decided to go to the gym since I hadn't been for a few days. I removed my plug, put on my Butt Lift yoga pants and the bandeau top I had bought to replace my sweats as a gym outfit. The yoga pants definitely got my ass noted and the bandeau top covered my tits and didn't go transparent like my white t-shirt. I wore a sweatshirt to cover up on my way to the gym.
At the gym I removed my sweatshirt and started my work out on the elliptical machine. I lost myself in my workout and the music in my earbuds. It wasn't until I got off that I noticed that even with the sparse crowd midafternoon, my ass had attracted several men to the front counter to watch me.
I went through my usual circuit of weight stations and ended up with the hamstring curl machine. The guy who had "assisted" me the last two times was not there, but when I headed for the machine one of the guys who had been watching me walked over."Bill isn't here today, may I help you with the machine instead today?"
The hamstring curl machine you lay across a bar that supports your hips, put your legs under pads and bring your feet up to your butt. Curls for the hamstrings. When on the machine your butt is high, and your legs are slightly separated. I've used the machine by myself for years, but the last couple times Bill has offered to help, obviously he likes my ass, and I get off on him watching me.
"Why thank you, please set it for 250 pounds." I replied. He looked doubtful but adjusted the machine as I had asked. I laid across the hip support and rattled off my two sets of twenty as he stood behind me watching my ass. The look of astonishment on his face, when I completed my set and hopped off the machine, made it hard to keep a straight face. Especially when I noticed the bulge in his shorts.
I walked over to the counter, asked the clerk about hours while posing to give the guys standing there a great view. Tossed my towel into the hamper and strutted out, grabbing my sweatshirt on the way, but leaving it off. Serving Master had given me a whole new level of confidence about my body. I guess being naked on a stool in a leather store and in shoe store can do that.
I went to a drive through for dinner. I pulled down my bandeau top so it just barely covered my nipples, leaving a lot of tit exposed. The kid at the window got a great view, even more than I intended when a tit popped out when I reached for my food. The kid's "Thanks for coming" seemed a bit more heartfelt than normal.
Back at the apartment I stripped, changed into my heels and sat on the dildo on my desk chair. A note from John giving me his address for our date the next day. A note from my boss about a meeting in the office the next morning on the new project. Best of all a note from my Master telling me how proud he was of my progress and how much he was looking forward to the weekend.
I decided on an early bedtime. Did my normal bathroom routine, knelt in front of my mirror to edge my cunt and ass, before using the slapper to spank my ass, tits and cunt. I removed my heels, put on my cuffs and the connecting chains and crawled to bed.
Thursday
I woke up early on Thursday morning. I did my now normal morning routine, edged, crawled to the bathroom, enema, shower, shave, and heels. I picked out one of my new short dresses for the morning meeting and again decided to wear my higher house heels. I debated on a bra, but decided I wasn't ready to face the office and coworkers without one, but no panties and the top three buttons above my nipples unbuttoned as Master required. I inserted a medium sized plug and was ready to go.
The bus was crowded, I got a seat in the first row. In front of that row are some seats that face toward the center that can be tilted up for ADA wheelchairs. The two college boys sitting enjoyed my short skirt and knees kept separated as Master requires. I will admit that they drifted a bit further apart when I noticed them watching and smiling. That they enjoyed the view down my unbuttoned chest when I leaned down to adjust my heel was purely coincidental. I did get a quiet "thank you" when I got up to get off at my stop.
As soon as I got to the office everyone wanted to talk about me dating John. I sensed some jealousy from at least one of my female coworkers. I also noticed that since I had shown up at the last meeting wearing my short skirt that at least two female coworkers now sported skirts above the knee instead of their normal sweats. Master's gold chain collar got much less attention than my leather one had last time.
When John arrived, he got a lot of kidding about our dating. He took it well and smiled about it. He did shut down at least one inappropriate comment which I appreciated.
The group meeting was long and tedious as usual. A broad overview of our client, what the contract called for, the milestones, the deadlines, etc. Each group got a folder on what modules they would be working on. As the appointed group leader, I got our folder, which caused some raised eyebrows around the table, normally John would have gotten the folder.
As the meeting broke up John suggested we do our group meeting at the local bistro. Still early enough that it shouldn't be crowded and noisy and their coffee was much better than the office's.
We spent about two hours brainstorming on the best approach for our module when the lunch crowd started to come in and it got crowded and loud, so we broke for lunch and agreed to have a zoom meeting around 11:00 the next day.
After lunch Jerry left, John walked me to my bus stop and pulled me to him for a kiss as my bus arrived, with an admonition "Don't be late tonight."
I promised him I would not and as I boarded the bus the same to college boys were sitting up front on the center facing seats, so I grabbed the open seat in the front row, which got big smiles from both boys. I won't say I intentionally kept flashing them but, I got another "Thank you" from the boys when I got off at my stop.
Once home I slipped off my dress and bra. I had almost forgotten what a relief it is to lose a bra after wearing it for a while. I was surprisingly wet, more so than I had come to anticipate from the piercing riding on my hood. It finally occurred to me that it was the thrill of flashing the college boys and their reactions.
Being so wet I slid easily onto my chair's dildo. Checking messages there was one from Master. My dresses were ready at the leather shop and Sir would meet me there at 7:00 on Friday to try them on and pick them up. The idea of once again being naked in the leather shop made my cunt clench my dildo and a shiver went through my entire body.
It was still a bit early, but I decided to start getting ready. I slid off my dildo, knelt and cleaned it and the small puddle I had left in my chair and crawled to the bathroom. I used the toilet before giving myself another castile enema. As I showered, I checked for stubble and found a small area on my cunt that I had missed that morning, so cleaned that up. Out of the shower I released my enema, brushed out my hair and did my makeup, light and casual.
I debated about the plug, I could interpret Master's rules either way, but decided to wear the medium plug to be sure. I also debated between two dresses one dressier and one more casual, before deciding the dressier one was hotter and not over the top. I decided on the high ankle strap heels from Skyscraper. I finished with rare spritz of perfume and set of earrings.
I wasn't completely sure where his apartment was located but found it quickly. I arrived outside his apartment 20 minutes early. I sat in my car until it was time and pushed his doorbell right at 7:00. John opened the door and immediately kissed me hello, before even letting me in his apartment. As I entered, I commented that dinner smelled delicious.
John smiled and replied, "In all honesty it is take out, I'm just keeping it warm. He led me to his candlelit table and pulled my chair for me before going back to the kitchen to retrieve the pasta dish. He poured each of us a glass of wine before sitting down beside me. He gave me a spoonful of the baked zita, before serving himself. We chatted briefly about the new project before John declared, "No more office talk." So we switched to talking about our trip to the zoo and how much we had both enjoyed it and too bad the zoo keeper made us break while making out after lunch under the trees. John made sure that my wine glass remained filled.
After we finished, John took my arm and led me over to the couch in front of his massive wall mounted TV. He dimmed the lights and started the movie he had selected before sitting down beside me with his hand on my bare thigh.
I snuggled up against him and leaned in for a kiss. He gave me a peck and I pulled him back for a real kiss. He responded back immediately, kissing, biting my lip, sucking my tongue, and giving me his. His hand slid higher on my thigh and mine dropped down onto his thigh, well actually my hand had landed on his rigid cock. Realizing what I had done, I gave it a squeeze and a stroke. He responded by sliding his hand higher until it reached my wet cunt.
