AI Art by Cleona, used with her consent.

Kat was squirmy.

She had good reason to be with her freshly paddled bottom. Sir always did a good job of putting her in her place. This was the real reason she was squirmy.

There was something she knew about herself that she hadn’t really told him yet. It’d been building for a little while now and she was hitting the boiling point. There was no turning back from it if she confessed to him the whole truth. Yes, she knew he loved her dearly as the quirky, force-of-nature submissive she was for him. The truth was that it was so good that he’d unlocked another part of her. She wasn’t frightened of that part, not anymore, and she wasn’t frightened for him to know. It was just telling him that was hard.

They both knew she could be a brat for real sometimes. It’s what you from a submissive woman who was also intelligent, capable, and delightfully in touch with her sexuality. It was kind of like the song “Confidence” by Levato. “What’s wrong with being confident?” She knew Sir loved this about her and it made her submission all the more sweet and fulfilling for him. She sighed.

Kat stood up, still naked but freshly showered and dramatic makeup on already, which she called slutty makeup. Come on, girls. Admit it and embrace what you’re trying to show with those painted eyes and juicy-looking lipstick. You’re a slut but only for the right man. Yeah, some men were positive it was them when it soooo wasn’t.

She went into her closet and picked out the appropriate attire.

Jon had heard the shower stop and knew his girl was doing her best on time. She knew he hated to “wait on a woman” for too long, but knew he also understood it took time and effort to look like he wanted so he could show off his prize. He was good with it. Still, he was surprised she came down the stairs so quickly and even more so by what he saw.

Kat felt a hot and, yes, wet feeling when she saw his eyes on her. It’d been a while since she’d worn this and it was supposed to be for a sexy Halloween costume. Kat had made a few alterations since Halloween. Her schoolgirl skirt was red-plaid, pleated, and stiffened with fabric inserts. She had nothing on under it so her reddish pussy was easily visible from below her. She had a tiny red thong in her clutch just in case. The white t-shirt she wore was one she’d worn in high school and Kat had…grown a little since then. It threatened give up the ghost and let her breasts spill over the top. Her areolas were almost visible when she held still.

“You’ll catch flies, Sir.” She purred at him.

Jon closed his mouth with a silly grin. He twirled his index finger in the air.

Kat saw and obediently did a turn around, slowly, for him. Her paddled bottom was also easy to see. She was proud of it. “I wanted to talk to you before we left, please, Sir?” She asked as she came around to front again.

He nodded and sat back in his chair.

Kat didn’t need for him to motion where she should go. She walked over and knelt before him as she should. This was it and she couldn’t back out now.

“I need to confess some things to you, Sir.” She began and saw the small frown begin to appear. “No, no, it isn’t sins or bad behavior, Sir. Stow your twitchy palm, please?”

He nodded and relaxed a bit. The frown disappeared.

Kat sighed. “We’ve been together for a while now and I hope you know…I’ve shown..well, I love you so much and this so much.” She gently touched her collar. “You mean the world to me and I love being here on my knees for you…anytime…anywhere.”

“I knew that, Kat.” He murmured.

“Yes, I know you did, Sir, but…here’s the confession part. It’s hard for a brat like me to say this but you’ve actually broken the brat. I only do it when it eases pressure from you now. We both know it works.” She smiled.

“It does…very well. Thank you.” He grinned.

She squirmed happily. “It’s my job…or the one I chose and enjoy doing for you.” She almost licked her lips but from nerves this time and not trying to hint she was thirsty. “Let me show you something I got a month or so ago. I didn’t show it to you yet because…because…like I said…hard for a brat to admit this.”

Jon was fairly clueless what was going on here. Was Kat going to come out as bisexual? It wouldn’t be any surprise to him. She’d played with other subs in front of him before and he knew it wasn’t only to turn him on. He watched her go into her clutch purse and bring out something that made his mouth go dry: a leash.

Kat felt the metal links go through her fingers and the electric zing hit her clit like it did every time she fondled the leash. She saw the fire ignited in his eyes and it did funny, gooey things to her insides. Slowly, she handed it to him. “First, I wish to be leashed when we go out. I guess it doesn’t have to be every time we go somewhere. The bank might give you a hard time about it tomorrow, but just know I don’t care if you still want me leashed. I…I like what it says about me and about who you are to me.”

“Your Sir?” He quietly asked and hesitated.

Kat could hear the title that didn’t come out. “Yes, of course, and also my master. I don’t really see going around and calling you that everywhere without sounding weird. It will be Sir in public but also sometimes Master in private or with others in the Lifestyle around.”

Jon’s heart was pounding. His force-of-nature was handing him a leash to…own her.

“There’s a little bit more…Master.” She said with a deep purr. Her eyes took in his as they flashed a deep passion to her. He wanted her. Muscles inside her relaxed a little. She didn’t really doubt it but to see the confirmation was priceless to her.

“Speak.” He told her.

She shivered slightly. He’d never been quite that brisk with her before but she had just given him permission. It felt…wickedly good. “Yes, Sir. I know you’ve been very sweet to me in the past to take me where I can stand while we eat after my bottom is very sore. I thank you so much for that thoughtfulness and maybe it’s why it unlocked this new part of me.” She shrugged. “I’d really rather be forced to sit on the hard wooden chairs at the same place and squirm as I remember my place and that you put me there.”

Jon nodded. Her confession might sound tame but he knew it wasn’t easy for her to admit the need to be put and kept in her place.

“Also…as you could see…I’m bare under this top and skirt. I am not ashamed or bothered to go out the door as I am and be exhibited, displayed, and shown-off a lot more than before. I’m an adult, I give my consent to that and the collar and leash. If someone in public complains? We go somewhere else or whatever you wish, of course. I didn’t know how you’d feel about that. I do have a tiny thong in here I can wear to dinner if that would please you more.” She shrugged and looked down at his feet.

Damn. Jon took in a deep breath and let it out. His Kat, collared, leashed, and bare-assed and pussy? Well, she was short enough at 5’5″ that only people sitting down or shorter would see her clearly. He had to be honest with himself. The idea of parading her around didn’t bother him at all. It excited him.

“You’re sure about this?” He asked.

She nodded. “I am, Sir. I’m proud of my body but…more importantly I want to emphasize this body belongs to you from now on in a much deeper way. For example, if at dinner you tell me to take it all off then that is what I would do. I will obey you. Period. The same goes for any other command you would give me.” She grinned. “Like…going under the table and…” now she licked her lips for the good reason.

Jon swallowed.

Kat tried very hard to not giggle at the cuteness of his gesture. She’d surprised him! This was very good. “I’m sure it will all take some getting used to for both of us, Master.” She used it again but meant it even more now. “I guess I should ask…will you take me as yours completely? Your own? I swear to obey and never say no again.”

Jon blew out a breath. “I would still want you to have an opinion and help me to get things right I could do better.”

She looked up more and smiled her best sexy smile. “I will obey that command, Sir.”

He raised an eyebrow at her.

“Okay, I’m very glad you still feel that way, Sir. I knew you would or I wouldn’t be doing this. I consider this irrevocable. You haven’t answered me yet though.” She told him.

Jon gave her a shark’s smile and Kat trembled slightly in reaction. He was predator and she’d just begged to be his willing prey. She held very still.

He saw the reactions go through her and her skin flushed a reddish hue. She wasn’t embarrassed, he knew that. With the leash still in his hands, he ran it through one of them until it got to the end. Opening the clip, he leashed his girl for the first time. “Now I’ve answered, haven’t I?” He grinned.

She bowed her head once. “Yes, Sir…my master. I’ll…I’ll probably only say this once…don’t hesitate to tug on it and put me where I belong.” She let out a soft gasp as the arousal peaked inside of her to say this.

He stood and pulled on it and didn’t say a word.

Kat rose as he’d just commanded.

“I know you’re on the leash but I’d prefer it if most times you led and opened all doors etc for me. I want to enjoy the view.” He told her.

She giggled. “Yes, Sir.” She walked past him but slowed as the leash tightened. He followed.

Kat opened the front door as Master got his keys. She waited until he began to exit then led the way. A small tug told her to stop. He handed her his keys and he eyed the door. Kat turned around to lock it like he used to do behind them.

SMACK!!

Kat yipped in surprise as he spanked her bare ass loudly in the front yard.

“Thank you, Sir.” She whispered to him.

It was a very different feel that night as they went to an old haunt. Kat felt the numerous stares as she paraded in front of her Sir. It was a little more chilly than normal on her nether regions but that only warmed them more. Master was quick to smack her ass more frequently now and she loved it.

They took a table instead of eating at the bar with the standing tables. Kat did squirm on the hard wood as they ate, drank, and talked. He had her confess her more lurid fantasies involved with this new dynamic and she had to tell him. He paused on one of them.

“The park? Really? Well, there’s a park not too far from the bank tomorrow.” He smiled.

Kat really squirmed now and not because of her bottom.

…to be continued…