I had so much to get done today. Cleaning the house, errands around town, getting a wax.
That all changed as soon as I walked into the kitchen and saw three small boxes on the counter, and him standing there with a commanding smirk. "Pick one, choose your fate for the day," he says.
I giggle and can feel my face already getting a bit red. The three boxes are identical. What's inside them is obviously not. Now it's time to make a decision.
I go for the middle one. I untie the ribbon and open it. Inside, there's a small daisy. I love daisies. They're a happy flower. I look up at him to get some understanding and he's says, "go find the corresponding outfit in your closet. I've set it out for you."
I scurry upstairs wondering what this could mean. I slide open my closet door to find three hangers. I immediately realize what he meant by corresponding outfit. It's a white tube top with a short skirt, covered in daisies. It's adorable and sexy. Then I notice the other outfits. One is basically all leather straps leaving everything exposed. The third is nothing. Literally a hanger with nothing on it. Now, I'm wondering if I picked right. This seems to be the most tame of the three. I get dressed, put on make up and curl my hair. I assume we are going for a spring-type date.
I walk to the door and he's waiting for me, looking sexy as hell. One look from him and I melt.
We get to the car and I go to sit down and quickly move something that's been left in the seat. "I never gave you permission to move that. It stays where it was." he says.
I look at the thing in my hand and realize immediately what it is, and what he meant. It's a anal plug. He laughs and tells me to bring it to him and bend over so he can put it in. "Outside, in front of everyone?" I ask nervously.
"Are you questioning me, slut?" He not asking, he's commanding me to follow orders.
I walk around and bend over and realize my skirt is really short. Any bending at all will show off my ass, and now, the toy he's about to force into it.
Suddenly, I feel a hard slap on my ass! I yelp as I turn to figure out why. "I didn't leave you panties, why are you hiding your pussy and ass from me?" Again, he wasn't asking a question. He slaps my ass again and pulls my thong to my knees. I feel him spread my ass cheeks and spit on my asshole. It's shocking, but I barely have time to process it before I feel him twist and slide the plug into my asshole. He's not being gentle. He owns me and is making sure I don't disobey again.
As I stand up and feel the plug move inside me. "Since you want to show off that fabric, you walk back to your side of the car, keeping it at your knees. If it falls, you get punished."
"Yes, Master."
He watches me as I almost waddle around, adjusting to the toy in my ass, as well as keeping the thong around my knees. When I sit down he starts laughing and orders me to take the thong the rest of the way off, and give it to him. As we drive off he throws them out the window and says, "If you didn't want to lose them, you should have obeyed to begin with."
"Yes, Master. It won't happen again," I say while squirming on my toy.
We drive for about ten minutes before he pulls into a parking lot and I realize where we are. We are going bowling. I feel my face get beet red as I realize I'll be bending over again and again, showing off my ass with a toy inside me.
He gets us a lane near the end. Thankfully there are no families around, but there are more than enough people who are going to enjoy this show.
He helps me get my shoes on and orders me to go first, "Play like you want to win. If you try to avoid bending over to cover your ass, I'll take that ass straight home and it's over."
I know he means it. I already fucked up with the thong. It was one of my favorites, too.
I decide to show I'm here to play. I grab my seven pound ball, give him a wink and turn to knock over pins. That's when I quickly realize walking up to the line bending, aiming and letting go of the ball, all while showing off my plug-filled ass is not easy.
I hear him chuckle and slow clap behind me as the ball slams immediately into the gutter. He pats his leg, beckoning me to sit on his leg. I obey and he begins moving his leg so the plug in my ass moves in a circular motion. Mmmmm it feels so good. "Thank you, Master." He slides his hand up the side of my leg and goes to move it across the top of my thigh when he pats me and says, "my turn." He quickly gets a strike and turns to me, "you're up!"
