The soft seats of the BMW felt good on her sore and bare behind. The car was so very cool! She felt quite sexy as she drove into town.

Master lived in the suburb of a major city but on the outskirts of it. For obvious reasons, he liked his privacy. It was a gated community of what Ari could tell were other rich men who seemed to enjoy watching young things like her being fucked and whipped. She still didn’t know if that had been impromptu or not and also knew it didn’t matter. She had no choices anymore. Ooo, her status sunk a little deeper into her as she thought about it. She tried very hard not to make a wet spot on Master’s car seat.

She’d set the GPS for the places she needed to shop. It showed her that the butcher shop would be the closet one to her so that was where she was currently driving. Master had a list of meats he ordered on a bi-monthly basis from this place. The proprietor’s name was William Knopf and it listed that his wife worked with him. Ari had already experienced the evil, dagger glares of wives as their husbands ogled Ari in public. Ari didn’t mind if they did. She wore what she wore because she wanted to be seen. If their husbands couldn’t keep their eyes of her half-bare bottom in a skirt? That was the wife’s problem and not Ari’s.

She pulled into the parking lot of the strip mall where the shop was located. Locking it behind her, she swaggered into the store. Yes, she swaggered…with this outfit and what she was? She swaggered. Entering the place, a small bell went off to alert that a customer was here. The place was empty at the moment except for a middle-aged woman behind the counter who gave Ari the stink eye.

“I’m here to pick up an order for my master.” Ari told the woman.

The woman snorted. “I bet you are…Bill is back there…he’ll have your..package ready. I’m going to go get a coffee.” She walked out from behind the counter as she divested herself of the stiff apron she’d been wearing. Giving Ari a hard stare the whole way, the woman went out the doors.

Ari walked behind the counter and through the double doors to the back.

“Hello? Mr. Knopf, Sir?” She called out. There were racks of meats on metal hooks, some table saws for cutting, and a strong smell of meat and blood. It wasn’t unpleasant to her but it was strong.

“Well, well, well…” A man came from the back and wasn’t shy at all about looking her over. “He picked a good one this time…a very good one.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Ari did a small bob.

“And polite, too.” He grinned. If Ari had to guess, she’d say Bill was around fifty years old. He held up a finger as he fished out his phone from a back pocket. He typed something in and sent it.

Ari waited patiently as she should. Bill’s eyes were still enjoying her so she turned to look at the room and give him the full view. She heard his soft chuckle as he either saw the shiny plug or her battered bottom.

“Used you well, did he?” Bill asked.

“He did, Sir.” Ari replied without turning. “I loved every minute of it.” She felt bold enough to admit her kinks to him. He obviously knew all of it and she wasn’t allowed modesty. Her phone vibrated in her purse.

She looked at it.

This is Bill. You will be making stops here every two weeks. As part of his arrangement with me, you will serve him as you would me until he is done or thirty minutes have passed – whichever happens first. Acknowledge you’ve seen this then turn and call him Master.

Oh. Ari felt a shock run through her. Oh. She replied Yes, my master. She turned.

“Master, what would you have me do?” She bowed her head.

Bill chuckled softly once more. “That’s better. Did my wife leave?”

“Yes, Master. She went for a coffee.” Ari was curious to ask if the wife knew full well but it wasn’t her place to ask so she kept silent and waited.

“Come.” Bill told her.

She followed him to the back of the room and into the freezer area. Her skin prickled at the chill.

“Clothes over there.” He pointed to a counter.

Ari began to strip and do as she was told. It got a lot colder now and she began to shiver a little.

“Don’t worry little slave. You’ll be warm enough soon.” Bill told her.

“Yes, Master. Thank you.” She replied and meant it. It was sweet he cared about her temperature.

“I like using you in here for lots of reasons.” His eyes raked over her very erect nipples.

Ari glanced down at them then at his lips. Her eyes shuttered slightly. Wasn’t begging allowed?

“Please, Master? Your mouth would warm these very nicely.” She begged with a slightly pouty lips.

He grinned. “Good girl. Come here.” He opened his arms.

It wasn’t up to her to disobey or mind if he still wore his apron. She approached and offered her chest up to him. His mouth descended on her right nipple and she sighed at the hot warmth. It was almost like nipple play. His tongue nearly stung her as he licked around the nipple then sucked hard…and harder.

Ari’s arms went around his neck automatically and she whimpered at his forcefulness. He moved to the left one now and she moaned.

He pulled back. “Don’t fake a thing, Slut.”

“I…I’d never, Master. I moan because I like it, Sir.” She pressed against him.

His unshaven whiskers scratched as he ravaged her breasts. His hands lifted her up by her ass and he squeezed hard. A groan came from her. “Yes, Master. Please?”

He smacked her ass now as he bit her nipples one-by-one. “Mmm….mmmm.” He mumbled into her skin.

Ari closed her eyes and let go of everything in her mind. She was Bill’s slut right now. Ari yipped as he bounced her down onto a wooden chopping table. It was so cold it felt good against her welts.

Bill let her go and took off his apron and unzipped. Ari parted her thighs more for him as he came back and took her deep and hard without any sweetness. He was quite hard and quite…big. Ari squeezed her muscles around him. Bill groaned. “Wicked whore.”

“Yes, Master.” She murmured as she began to buck her hips. “Take your whore.”

He pumped her onto the table and bounced her enough to hit her masochistic joy. She let out a soft sob and grasped him with her legs around his middle.

“Nasty little thing, eh?” He said into her ear.

“OH yessss, Master. Very…” She whimpered. She was getting close but kept it at bay. “Am…am I allowed to come, Master?”

“Yes…next time you’ll need to beg better for it…and next time no plug.” He grunted as he truly banged her now.

Ari threw her head back and squealed in delight as she came hard from his abusing her pussy. He filled her as he groaned and came, too. She felt some pride that she had pleased him and sealed this transaction. Master, her master, should be pleased.

Slowly, he put her back onto the table and withdrew. He handed her a clean towel to staunch the stream of his cum. She smiled her thanks and applied it.

“Bathroom to the right of the freezer door.” He told her and turned as he zipped up to get his apron.

Ari knew she was dismissed and slid of the table. Holding the towel with one hand, she took her two clothing items and found the bathroom. She used the facilities, washed up, and dressed. Looking into the mirror, she saw she was grinning.

Leaving the bathroom, Bill had some wrapped packages. She went forward to take them.

“No, I’ll help.” He grinned. “Good little sluts get help.”

She giggled. “I’ll be sure to always be good then, Master.”

He followed her out of the shop and to her car where he put the items on the back seat. “They’ll be okay while you do your other shopping.”

“You know about that, Master?” She was surprised.

“Let’s say word gets around quickly. There’s a group message board between all of us.” He smiled.

All of us? She didn’t ask. Hers was to obey. “Okay, thank you for the help and…I promise…I’ll never fake anything with you, Sir.” She smiled.

He nodded. “I’ll believe you. Mostly, it will be sex but sometimes I do love to spank a lovely ass.”

“I’ll look forward to it, Sir.” She grinned and winked.

“Damn, he knows how to pick ’em.” Bill said as he turned to go.

Ari slid into the car and turned on the seat warmer. The groceries were next.

It was much like Bill’s shop where she entered and asked for Master’s order. She was sent by a smirking teenage boy to the back of the store. The manager was Sam. The same ritual took place where her master gave the same instructions. When Ari was Sam’s slut, he took off his belt and bent her over his desk to whip her a little bit. Sam had done this before, she could tell. He wasn’t as cruel as he could be but she could feel him get out a great deal of frustration on her ass.

He, too, was not pleased with the plug and had to lift her ass up higher to fuck her over the desk. He was quicker than Bill but the addition of the freshly whipped ass tipped her into another orgasm she begged for this time. Sam made her beg twice before he let her come. He followed her as she pressed her ass deeply into his pelvis and wriggled. She thought that might help.

Refreshed in a nearby private bathroom, she came out and found Sam was gone but the teenage boy was there with a filled cart.

“I can help you to your car, Miss.” He smiled.

She giggled. “It’s Ari, not Miss. I shall just call you Sir as is proper.” She was laying it on a little thick but he seemed like a nice young man.

He grinned from ear-to-ear. “You’re a nice one. First nice one. The others teased me sometimes.” He followed her through the store.

Ari felt safer asking him. “How many others have there been?”

They left the store and rolled to the car.

“Mmm…not that many, Ari. I think you’re the fourth one in the past three years. I heard…I heard the others didn’t work out after all. I expect they didn’t understand what they were getting into?” He asked.

She heard his question and curiosity. Opening the trunk, she pretended to reach far into smooth something and give him a nice memory.

“Does it hurt?” He asked from behind her.

“Does what? You’ll need to be more specific, Sir.” She leaned back and smiled.

“The…ah…plug.” He stammered.

“Well, it would if it was the first time but…we can be trained to stretch further. There are training sets that get a little bigger with each one. No, this doesn’t hurt me. I find it pleasant and it keeps me mindful of my being owned and who owns me.” She told him.

“Hmm..thanks. I never knew who to ask about it.” He admitted.

She placed a soft hand on his chest. “You make ask me anything at anytime, Sir. I will answer everything…and I mean, everything so be careful what you ask.” She warned him.

He swallowed a little. “You like…all this?”

“I do. I chose it. It works for me but not for a lot of others, I know. Do you have a girlfriend, Sir?” She asked.

He nodded. “I do…we’ve necked a few times and I’ve felt her breasts before…but over her clothes.”

She nodded. “Might I suggest you be…more clear in telling, not asking, telling her you want to feel her skin. Start there…all she can do is say no. She’s probably too shy to say she’d hoped you’d ask. Also..” Ari paused, should she? “When she is in your arms? A deep kiss? Grab her ass and squeeze a little…if she sighs or moans that’s very good and keep going.”

His eyes widened. “Wow. Cool. I’ll try it. I’ll tell you about it next time.”

“I want you to and I will be thinking about you until then.” She reached up onto her toes and kissed his cheek. Before she lowered, she whispered. “Give my ass a little slap…for practice.”

Smack!

It wasn’t very hard but he’d learn over time. She’d teach him…it felt good. She was doing a community service, right? He waved to her as she drove off and kept looking at his palm that had smacked his first bare woman’s bottom. She grinned at him.

Ari wondered if she should tell Master about the boy. She had overstepped a little as she didn’t belong to the young man but…his eyes showed promise of being a good dominant someday. She owed it to her fellow subs and slaves to help him. Yes, she’d tell Master and see what he had to say about it. She hoped he’d allow it.

The computer store was her last stop. Truth-be-told, Ari was a tired, little slave girl. Shopping was quite an experience. It had also cemented inside her what she was and she was happy being so. She was the “nice one.” was she? It pleased her to hear that.

A man was waiting outside the store with a bag holding packages. He did something to his phone. Ari felt hers buzz and knew what it would say but still checked it like a good girl. She acknowledged it after she parked. The man came up and opened the passenger door.

“I’m on lunch break. Are you hungry?” He asked.

She hadn’t thought about it but she found she was. She had been working out after all. “Yes, Master. I am. Thank you for asking.”

“Drive through, okay?” He asked.

He was sweet.

“Of course, Master, whatever you wish.” She gave him a warm smile.

He relaxed. “This is kind of my first time with this arrangement.” He admitted.

“Oh.” She nodded. “Well, anything you wish to know, just ask, Master.”

“You’ll obey…anything?” He asked as he told her where to go. She giggled because it sounded like an appropriate place to eat: In-n-Out Burgers.

“Yes, Master. For the next thirty minutes, I am your property to do with as you wish. May I ask you some questions?” She asked.

“Sure.” He nodded.

Ari began to ask about his preferences, his likes, dislikes about sex and about sadism. She learned he had a thing about nipple clamps and did love spanking. She nodded.

“I will bring nipple clamps with me for you to use when there is a next time with us. I do like them, too. I’d go ahead and have them on but I think you’d enjoy applying them yourself more.” She said.

“Mmm…yes, I would, Ari. I’m like a kid in a candy store or it’s Christmas all in one.” He laughed.

Ari giggled. He was a nice man. He wore no ring. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“No. I…with my preferences, as you call them, it’s not easy to find one with the same kinks.” He answered.

Ari thought it over as they went through the drive-through. She got a single, no onions, and indulged in a chocolate shake. He also ordered no onions which was kind of him. She promised herself to do well for him. He directed them to a rather secluded spot where there was a picnic table by where they parked.

Ari took the food and drinks and wouldn’t let him help. “It’s my place, Master.” She told him coyly and flashed him a heated look.

His response was almost comical and very nice. He blushed and stammered. She also noticed the growing bulge in his pants. It gave her an idea.

When they sat at the table, Ari started on her milkshake first and sucked it lovingly and slowly with her eyes full on him. “Mmm…I do love a good suck.” She murmured and licked the tip of the straw.

His eyes grew round.

“Master? It is your wish of course, but may I kneel before you and suck you, pretty please?” She cocked her head.

She was soon there and gave him a good treatment to cock and balls. He was rather vocal about it which she liked. He admitted it was his first time being done like this. It made her feel so special to be his first. She even tried an old trick. Under his balls, she licked until she found the sweet spot on his taint. Most men had them. He groaned deeply and his muscles twitched as she twanged it like a banjo string.

Ari knew she could ask anything of him in this moment and he’d give it to her. She had to hurry and take him down her throat again before he exploded somewhere not in her mouth. She wanted him to have the feel of being drained properly.

Swallowed, cleaned, kissed, and put back together, he was quiet as they both ate lunch.

“Thank you, Ari.” He finally told her.

“You’re very welcome, Master. I was pleased, truly, to do it for you. All of my openings belong to you during these times.” She grinned. “Perhaps…perhaps you should bring some lube for my anus next time.”

His eyes grew round again and he chuckled. “Noted. Yes, I will. When we get back to the store, wait in the car a bit. I want to get you a better laptop than I did.”

She smiled. “You don’t have to do that, Sir. I did what I did without regard for wanting a reward.”

“I believe you, strangely enough, but still. I want to do it…for you.” His smile was very warm.

She nodded and kept quiet. It would not be good for him to become too attached to her as she was only provisionally his.

They drove back and he did exchange the laptop plus he added some other items like a nice Bose set of headphones. She thanked him and beckoned him to get in the car. She reached over and kissed him hard and deep. He responded well and enjoyed all her curves. She broke it off.

“I truly enjoyed our time, Sir. I also wrote down a couple addresses of clubs in the City that you should try. You’ll find more than a few women of the same kinks there.” She handed him her hastily scribbled note.

He took, exited, and waved.

Ari was done shopping…now to return and report to Master.

…to be continued…