Be ready at three. I want you to be wearing the thin black leather collar I bought for you. The one with the delicate filigree silver chain. I want everyone to understand you are mine today. Mine to command. Don't worry about the rest of what to wear, it will be taken care of.
Its time to go now. Our car is waiting. Was that hesitation in your eyes? You know there can be no hesitation, just obedience today. The driver knows where to take us. He's taken me there before. The store is off the main streets and has only a dark mahogany placard discretely placed near the entrance.
It's a bright natural light that fills the room as we enter. The delicately arranged nooks holding clothing are almost an anomaly from the stark outer look of the shop. Four or five woman are moving through the shop touching and looking at the clothes in almost an erotic manner. You can start to see why. The selections run from the softest of leather tops to silks and pashminas. I pick out a pair of silk French panties, stockings and a caramel leather top that feels as thin and soft as cashmere. I stop you as you try to head to the changing area. Instead I point to a broad pedestal covered by a Persian carpet.
Three stairs lead gently up to the circular pedestal in the center of the room. The natural light seems to have gently highlighted this spot in the room, just for this moment. I take your hand and walk you up the stairs. "Take off your clothes - slowly" I whisper to you in a firm voice sweetened by lust. You notice the way the women in the store have stopped their browsing. As if they had been waiting for just this moment. You have a chance to look around now. These women would not be out of place is a board room. Clean and neat suits, hairstyles that say expensive and a look in their eyes that you don't fully understand.
