After being made a whore for one evening, Eloise told her master that she found the experience extremely exciting and that she was hoping to do something like this again.
The degrading looks and comments had made her really hot.
For their next planned date, Master had sent her a message that she was to wear the same outfit as last time. That would be a very short skirt and just a lace bra, that only held her breast, but did not cover her nipples. However she should come without thongs. And she was to wear his collar.
As she came down the stairs from apartment, she again was wearing her coat to conceal her outfit. Still the cold November air reached her bare and wet pussy. This sent an exhilarating chill up her spine.
When she reached the car, she took off her coat, to get into the car. However she found the passenger door locked. She knocked at the window and waited. As he slowly turned towards her he did not open the door, but only opened the window.
"Yes?" He acted like he did not know her.
"Hey you got a free seat in your car." She played along. "Why not take me for a ride? For 50 I'll do anything you want."
She pressed her breasts against the window. The sheer bra, that was cut so low, that her nipples were only party covered and now pressed against the glass.
"Fifty? Anything I want? For that I'll give you a try. Hop in. I hope your throat can keep up with your big mouth, slut." He said coldly.
As soon as she sat, he reached under her skirt. He found her to be nude underneath and already wet. After the chilly air his warm fingers felt wonderful. She pushed forward to intensify her contact. He did not move his fingers, but just held them in place. She was forced to move her hips to massage her clit against his fingers, thus showing him how she liked her clit to be stimulated. He smiled to himself. Knowledge is power.
After some time her breathing got heavier and her motions more frantic as she approached an orgasm. Suddenly he retracted his finger, leaving her gasping for the touch.
He grabbed her by the ring of her collar and pulled her towards him. "I pay you to please me, whore, not vice versa. You are allowed to have an orgasm only when I allow it, understood?"
"Yes master," she sighed, "I am sorry master. I got carried away."
"We will make the drive a little bit more exciting for others." With that he pulled down the bra below her breasts. Her nipples stood up hard in the cool air."
Now he drove off. She was sitting with her uncovered breast, still wavering from her missed orgasm.
Soon they turned into the traffic. Not a problem, it was dark, so no one could see her. She breathed relief.
This changed as soon as they had to stop at some traffic light. The street lights now shone onto her breasts. A SUV stood right next to them and the driver probably had the perfect angle from above. She stole a look up to the car and indeed the driver looked at her and smiled. Their eyes met for a second.
Her master noticed this and told her: "Why don't you present your tits to our spectator."
Hesitantly she grabbed her breasts and pushed them up and started to knead her nipples. All the while she looked the truck driver straight in the eyes.
The driver watched her while the traffic started to roll. Whenever they passed a street light, light fell onto her breasts, just to disappear in the darkness a moment later. The SUV drove along their side for quite some distance.
After a while her master turned away from the main road and the spectator was gone.
They turned into a car park in front of a sales warehouse that was brightly lit even after business hours.
She looked at him questioningly. "Where are we?"
He explained, "There will be a grill testing event here tonight. I have booked places for us. But separately for each of us. I will be there with you, but I will not show that I know you and want the same from you. Do you get that, slut? Or is that too complicated for your little dirty mind? To go in you can wear your coat, but then it must come off. And you can put your puny tits back into your ugly bra. You think you can manage that, slave girl?"
She pondered for a moment. "Yes master, I will do as you command."
He bent over to kiss her. "I will go ahead. You will be safe. Just follow me a bit later."
"Thank you Sir, your whore will serve you."
They got out of the car, he helped her into her coat and then went in.
She followed him at some distance. He went to a desk, spoke a few words and went on to the barbecue exhibition.
Before she could move on, a heavy Harley Davidson motorcycle drove up and parked next to the entrance. A tall man jumped off to go in. When he noticed her, he bowed and gestured politely for her to go in before him.
She went to the clothes rack and took a deep breath. A moment of hesitation. She reconsidered what she was about to do, but she had wanted this, so she took off her coat.
Her breasts were bare now and her nipples fully erect. Her knees got weak, she felt like everybody in the room looked at her. But it was only the biker who took off his jacket next to her. She stepped between him and the coat rack, so that his body hid her from the crowd.
He looked at her from above. As if it were normal, that women were topless, he asked her casually,
"Excuse me, can I hang my jacket?" He just went ahead and leaned over her, brushing her breasts with the heavy leather of his jacket.
"Hi," he addressed her, "I am Noah. I will be your host tonight."
With even weaker knees, she slipped around him taking in the musk of leather and man.
She turned back to him and stuttered, "Hi, I'm Eloise, I am here to be grilled." The moment she said it, she noticed her Freudian promise.
He smiled. "I am sure you taste good."
Flushing crimson, she just turned and fled to the arrival desk.
When she arrived at the desk, the shop assistant just as unfazed as Noah, asked her for her name.
"My name is Eloise," said Eloise.
The assistant checked the guest list. "Ah, yes, here you are. Already paid, great. Here is your name badge. Welcome to our barbecue evening. My name is Jane. I will be happy to help you with anything, just ask me."
The eyes of the two women met. The assistant had obviously been selected to visually please the male customers. She featured a skirt that was also very short and a top that displayed her ample cleavage and big breasts.
Eloise grabbed the badge and went on. Behind her she could hear the assistant welcoming the biker. "Hi Noah. You just made it in time. We are already complete. Even a woman here tonight."
"Yes I met her. She said she wants to be grilled". He chuckled.
Eloise quickly moved on. There were a dozen people there. And due to the topic of barbecues they were all men. Of course now was the moment when her appearance immediately turned all heads. She was scrutinized. Eloise sought the eyes of her master who was standing in the group of men. He looked at her smiling expectantly just like the other men.
She took the name badge and attached it to her bra. The leash attached to her collar dangled down to her knees.
Jane called from the back -
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the bar is open. Help yourself to some drinks, before we turn up the heat."
When Eloise walked over to the bar, the queue of men split to allow her straight access to the bar.
Jane stood behind the bar and asked her what she wanted to drink. "We have beer, coke and wine. "
"I will go for the wine, Jane, thank you."
"Here you are. I love your outfit by the way. What are your plans for tonight, after the show? I would love to take that leash and pull you to me."
Eloise just smirked and nodded. Then she heard Noah who clapped his hands to get everybody's attention.
"Welcome, today we want to present to you the newest range of grills. You can try them all out yourself. Fresh meat is over at the bar." He pointed at the bar, where Jane and Eloise were still standing. He grinned openly as he pointed the finger directly at Eloise. The men cheered.
"But this is also a get together." He went on. "A chance to get to know like minded meat lovers. Make contact"
