This is going to be, as far as I know, a very short, stand alone story. I mostly want to write it because of the artwork. It came up when I was making the art for my negotiations post. You’ll see. It kind of fits in with the theme of the give and take of D/s.

There were hardly any two words he could say to her that made her heart beat faster.

They’d been in the dynamic for about three weeks now and it was going so very well. Rhonda had gone to FetLife with trepidation after some of the stories she’d heard, but she’d been careful and followed advice from some of her new submissive girlfriends. They met in a very public place. They agreed to meet only for half an hour then either could leave or decide to stay. No one would get their feelings hurt.

She’d stayed for two hours to talk to him…to negotiate.

She warmed as she remembered her first spanking over his lap and how it stung so deliciously. His fingers did things to her she didn’t know were possible. Sounds came out of her that no self-respecting woman should make! It became clear she was something else entirely: his little Slut. It was capitalized because she wasn’t just A slut but was and acted one only for him. Her momma had even told her once long ago a woman need to be one for her man or he found one somewhere else.

What had truly shocked her was how turned-on she became the first time she heard him undo his belt as she was bent over his sofa. Oh God. She’d moaned before he even started! It became a favorite of hers…and his. She was still recovering from a dosing of leather the day before. He’d wanted to surprise her today and he sure did.

They were walking around a car dealership. He was going to buy her a car! She knew he could afford it but still. She fingered the small, gold collar around her neck that symbolized she belonged to him. The feelings of submission only got hotter and deeper as they went. She knew the rules and she kept them. She didn’t brat-out. If she wanted attention in a stingy way then she just asked for it.

The soft, cotton dress she wore was thing and she loved how it rubbed along her bare skin. He didn’t allow her to wear underwear unless it was for a special occasion like lingerie or…a party. She blushed remembering walking around a party in a tiny corset and thong while he was fully dressed in a tuxedo. She’d been popular though. She’d liked that and he liked showing her off.

Her favorite color was orange and he’d told her the dealership had promised him one of those little Cooper cars was available in that color. When they got there, it was more reddish than she’d have wanted in a perfect world. It was so freaking cute though! It was going to be hers. The salesman had just gone back to the office to start the paperwork when her Sir said those two words:

“Show me.” He murmured.

She’d been leaning against the car with her back to him. Rhonda knew her Sir well enough by now that she knew what he wanted. It was the rules. When he said that, she’d agreed to show whatever he wished and wherever they were. It was a level of trust in him that he’d be somewhat kind about it.

Glancing around, she could see there was no one nearby and wondered if Sir had noticed that to or if he cared. It didn’t matter. Her hands went to the back hem of her short dress.

She moved the hands aside and waited for permission to lower it again. It gave her goosebumps to hear his soft growl. “God, what a fine ass.”

“Thank you, Sir.” She murmured as she also blushed. Redheads did that very easily, he knew and loved to make her. He still hadn’t told her to cover up yet and she could see the salesman approaching.

“First thing, after we leave the lot? We’ll drive somewhere and I’m bending you over that fender and taking that ass for my version of a drive.” He laughed. “Cover.”

She quickly obeyed just as the salesman got close enough to notice. Her heart was pounding so hard that it was ringing in her ears. Only a sliver of it was embarrassment, the majority of it was heavy arousal. She’d enjoyed flashing for him. She had because he’d reacted so strongly. His last words echoed in her ears and throbbed in her core.

“Um…” She spoke up to the salesman. “Would it be possible for just the two of us to take it on a short test drive? We’d be back in ten minutes.”

Sir chuckled. “More like twenty because we want to test how it handles the curves and bumps on a hard run.”

Rhonda nearly blushed again at his comments. She knew what he was saying but the poor man didn’t.

It didn’t take much negotiation because the salesman had already seen Sir’s credit rating.

They went for their test drive. She didn’t want to wait until the paperwork was done!