It only took a week since my night out and total submission for the video that recorded the events of the night to be posted online. Though I had only initially agreed to be filmed if my identity was concealed, in the heat of the moment I could not say no to him. Of course, I was nervous about such a pornographic video of myself being online, but each time I touched the black metal collar secured around my neck, I knew it was what I truly wanted.
The day it had been posted was the first time he contacted since I submitted myself to him. He sent a text instructing me to meet him at a parking lot of a shopping center. Of course, I remembered what he told me of how he expected me to meet him for the future; just as I was when he put the collar around my neck, naked except for the heels. As it was mid-morning when he texted, going out in public naked certainly scared me, but I knew I had to do it as I needed to serve him. Eager to do my duty, I rushed to my closet and found a pair of heels while simultaneously stripping out of my clothes.
Dressed as ordered, I grabbed my clutch that had my keys, wallet, and phone, and headed towards the door. My initial step out of my house was the most difficult, but once I crossed the threshold I did not pause. It was just a short walk out to my car, and though I didn't look around too much, I don't think any of my neighbors saw me. Driving around in the nude, I felt as though everyone else on the road could see me without clothes. I knew it was unlikely and was appreciative more than ever for the dark tint on my windows.
I arrived at the shopping center and after a bit of driving around the lot, I located his car and parked next to him. Once stopped, we both rolled down our respective windows and he instructed me to get out of my car and walk over to his. I had to take a quick look around but quickly did as he wished, grabbing my bag and exiting my car. It wasn't a far walk, but being naked made it seem like a mile. When I was making the turn to go around to the passenger side of his car, he had me stopped and told me to just come to his side. He wanted me to remain nude outside in public, and as I bent down to look into his window he began to speak.
"Have you watched your video yet?"
"Yes, I watched it immediately once you let me know it was up. It was so hot."
"Glad you liked it slut. Did you let your husband watch?"
Feeling uneasy of having the conversation while in my state, I answered quickly, "no I didn't."
He didn't seem to want the conversation to be quick, as he continued to ask questions. "Are you going to show him?"
"Do you want me to Daddy?"
"I appreciate you remembering how to address me, and asking me first as I own you now. I want you to show him, but I want you to have him strip naked and then tie him to a chair to watch it."
His order made my pussy cream at the thought, and I replied accordingly. "That sounds so devilishly sexy."
"Does he know that I control his cock now? That his release is locked onto your collar."
"Yes, and he begrudgingly accepted it."
"Haha, what a wimp. Are you hungry?"
"Actually, I am Daddy," I replied honestly, but also hoping he meant hungry for him.
"Good, cause I want to get a bite to eat and would love the chance to show my slut off. Put on this dress."
He reached into the backseat of his car and grabbed a ball of fabric that he then proceeded to hand to me through the window. I held it out to allow the dress to open and saw it was just a simple mini, black, tank dress. Thankful for some cover, I hurried to pull in on over my nakedness. The hem of the dress just barely covered my ass with the material was very thin and clung to my body tightly. My hard nipples pressed obviously through the top, but I was for all intents and purposes, adequately covered.
With the dress on, he stepped out of the car, and lead us towards the nearby restaurant. It was a tavern type place where the waitresses were scantily clad, which was somewhat of a relief as I wouldn't have everyone's eyes on just me. Inside, the hostess sat us at a small booth along the back wall and left us with the menus, but not without giving me a good look over and smirking. As I went to lift my menu, he stopped me and spoke.
"Oh, don't worry baby, I know what you need. I want to take your picture first," he said pulling up his phone and pointing it at me. "Big smile for me."
I smiled brightly for him, and he quickly snapped the picture.
"I'm gonna post this on my Twitter with a poll for my fans to decide what your next picture should be," he indicated while typing on his phone. "There, I sent you a link to the post. Check it out."
My phone chimed on cue and I retrieved it from my clutch. I clicked the link he sent and was soon looking at a picture of me looking very sexy with the caption, "out to lunch with my newest married slut (see her in action on my Pornhub page), vote below for how you would like to see her next." Below the image was the poll with three options:
Posing naked in the restaurant restroom
Naked and sucking my dick in the parking lot
Both
Seeing the post, my jaw dropped open as I realized that he had no qualms about showing me off. I knew this meetup wasn't going to be a friendly chat, but I guess I just wasn't expecting it to be so public as it seemed it was heading. However, I knew that I wasn't going to back out. He had me hooked; I knew it and he knew it too. To bring me back to reality, the waitress came over to take our drink order. He ordered a beer for himself, and a tequila sunrise for me. Our waitress left to put in our drink order, and he began to ask me questions again.
"Where is your husband right now?"
Catching on that he was using my husband as a way to remind me of my normal self, I answered his questions truthfully and confidently, "He is at work right now."
"What does he do?"
"He is the owner of a local security systems company."
"So, does he set in his office all day, or does he go out on calls?"
"Mostly, he stays in his office, unless there is an emergency."
"Perfect, what do you say we brighten his day up some. Let me see your phone."
Curious, I slid my phone over to him. He asked for my unlock code, which I gave to him, and then held it up as if taking another picture. I smiled as I had before, and he was soon handing me back my phone.
"Send your little dick hubby the picture I just took."
I looked at the picture and it was similar to the previous one, but this time in the frame was my owner's phone opened to a picture of me with his black cock inches from my come covered face. For the second time in short order, I was shocked by what I saw on my phone. However, when my initial reaction subsided, a devilish grin graced my face at the thought of just how naughty sending such a picture to my husband at work was. I instantly sent it off and set my phone down just as our waitress returned with our drinks. She took our order, of which he chose a salad for me, and then left us alone again.
"I think now would be a good time for you to take that picture in the restroom for my twitter poll," he said just as the waitress left.
"Oh, okay. Is it over," was my reply.
"Haha, no, but I think we both know what the outcome is going to be," he answered before adding, "so hurry up and get it done. Oh, and don't take it in a stall, be in the open."
I smiled, finished my drink, and responded, "of course Daddy; whatever you want."
As I walked away, I could feel my arousal coating my inner thighs and I desperately wished I could play with myself right then and there. I had a job to do, however, and I knew that I would more than likely be getting the release I desired later. Thankfully the restroom was empty when I walked in and I made a precautionary look at the stalls to make sure. Knowing that I couldn't wait around, I decided to just get it done quickly. Standing in front of the sinks, I peeled off my dress and laid it atop the nearest one. I held my arm out and began to take pictures, I took multiple to make sure to get a good one. After a bit, I was able to capture a picture I was satisfied with, and that I knew Daddy would like. I re-dressed, and walked back to join him. Sitting back down, I saw my drink had been refreshed and I grinned again.
"Send me the picture slut," was his greeting as I sat. Of course, I instantly sent it to him and then took a nice long drink of my cocktail. Already, I could feel the effect of the alcohol, but I did mind, as I knew it would only help me be the slut I wanted to be. As he was looking at his phone and the picture, our waitress arrived with our food. He made no attempt to hide his phone, and actually laid it on the table face up without turning the screen off. The waitress of course saw and instantly looked at me and smiled.
"I don't mean to be nosey, but is that you in the picture," she asks me while pointing to his phone.
I look to my Daddy for guidance and he only smiles, which I understand means I am to answer honestly, "yes it is."
"That's sexy, and it looks like the bathrooms here. Did you just take that," she continues.
Again, I did not try to hide anything as I answered, "Yes, I actually just got back from taking it."
The waitress giggled at my response, but then continued to ask further questions. "Why did you take such a daring picture? Weren't you scared of getting caught?"
At this point, I could tell the waitress was more intrigued than put off, so I answered her without a pause.
"I took it because he told me too, and I was scared of getting caught doing it, but that sort of adds to it. If you know what I mean."
She smiled understanding before continuing, "so you got naked in a public restroom and took a picture of yourself because he told you to, and I see you are wearing a collar, does that mean you are like his pet or something?"
I blushed at her mention of my collar and being a pet, but I then replied, "yeah, something like that. He is my Owner, my Daddy; I do whatever he wants me to do."
