*Please read parts 1 and 2 so this story will make sense to you, also, feedback is appreciated! The past two stories had some more sexual content in them than this one. If you are only here for that then go near the ending of the story, but if you are here for the storyline begin reading here because it's going to start to get REALLY interesting.*
Day 3
Last night was absolutely amazing. I didn't want to get out of bed so I could just daydream about what happened between my master and me, but I knew I had a lot of chores to do today and I wanted to get to the book store as soon as possible.
I started making the preparations for my master's lunch that I would drive down to her office. As it was cooking in the oven, I quickly did all of my chores. It finished baking as soon as I finished my chores. Master left a note to wear whatever I wanted because she wouldn't have much time to play with me, because today was a very big and busy schedule for her as well. This of course made me sad, because my pussy was already craving her cock.
I dropped her lunch off and she kissed me goodbye. I headed to the bookstore. As soon as I got in, I went right to the sci-fi section because I am highly interested in vampires, ghosts, and all that jazz.
"Well, hello there."
I looked up to find a blonde with a pink plaid skirt and black blouse on that showed her tummy. I was at a good enough angle to look up her skirt and to see a bulge; she was a dominatrix.
"Um, hi," I wasn't sure what to say. I knew she was a dominatrix, therefore in no shape or form could I blow her off. That is like disrespecting the Queen of England. On the other hand, I'm not sure if my master would allow me talking to another person without her permission, ESPECIALLY another dominatrix.
"I am Cynthia, I specialize in the sci-fi section."
"Oh, you work here?"
"Sure do! I love books, especially this kind," she bent down over me, put her arm around my shoulder, and grabbed a book about a vampire romance. "I brought this one back home with me one day to show my slave, she's currently four months into her pregnancy, and she loved it."
I took the same book off the shelf and put it into my basket. "Sounds good to me," I said with a giggle. She put the book back, once again with her arm around my shoulders. I had a feeling she was flirting with me, but not too sure why since she had her own slave back home.
"Do you have a dominatrix?"
I blushed at the question, "Yes."
"Awww, what a shame." With that, she gently stroked my breast and walked over to another customer. I was struck by the actions of this girl I just met. She was just so... What's the word?... Straightforward! I watched her; she didn't seem to flirt with the other customers like she had flirted with me. Is it possible for a dominatrix to have two slaves? Or on the other hand, is it possible for a slave to have two masters? I would think it'd be possible to have two slaves because you're in command of both of them, but to have two masters would just be confusing. Maybe that is why she backed off but wasn't afraid to flirt in the first place...
All I know is that I have only been a part of the dominatrix/slave life for a little and I learn something new every day. All I know is that I am craving my master's cock and I want to get home as soon as possible. I was rung up and paid my bill and left. I went to the grocery store which was between the book store and my house.