Chapter 13

"Master, here is my lists. I hope they are pleasing."

"Shhhhh-You weren't told you could speak." He looked over the list carefully. He frowned and smiled. Xenia watched his face, looking for clues, cues for his next move.

Washing Master with tongue-completely ending with sex of Master's choice of course.

Watching slave being used and / or humiliated by a task, a person of Master's choice or exposure.

Analingus for Master

Developing an even deeper submission

If Master allows slave to stay in room with Master, greeting Master naked on my knees ready for a blow job or with legs spread wide for his inspection and sex.

Punishments- bathroom slave

riding the wooden pony especially in public or in front of Master's friends

clit and nipples chained together, ginger figging to discourage tightening of butt cheeks and ass whipped hard

Being forced to appear naked and submissive in front of old school crowd-especially those who were admiring or bullies. Perhaps to pleasure them and obey them as well.

Being taken to bar or truck stop and forced to be naked and flirting with ALL of the men, with them allowed to fondle, grope and experiment with Master's slave, perhaps suspended and bound and they get to invent tortures and humiliations.

Being forced to deliver oral sex to another woman, especially in front of others. THAT would be a tough one.

"So-you have thought a bit. Most of this would please me now-but I will arrange one for today. Xenia-go shower, put on some perfume and one of those hospital gowns."

Xenia got up to obey. Master gathered some things, handcuffs, chains, lube and a few other optional items and went upstairs to get the car ready.

Xenia carefully shaved her cunt smooth and washed well. She applied scented lotion to her entire body, slowly and sensuously as she started getting a little aroused wondering what was going to happen. The mystery and surprise of being a slave.

She put on some soft perfume and a gown with snap on sleeves and front-or was it back, Master almost always had it snap in front-so she did. She almost reached down to finger her clit stopping herself just time. No permission.

Master came back down the stairs and handcuffed her hands behind her, and walked her to the front door and to the car. Xenia sat in the back as always-tinted windows-easier to be less dressed. She sat in the middle spreading her legs wide as taught by Master. She saw him adjust the mirror so he could look when he wanted to.

Xenia could see the truckers craning their heads to see in the car-they could something was up and wanted a voyeur's view. She put her head down and grasped the gown with her teeth and pulled it up over her enough so they could see what they were looking for. Good thing the Master put towels down for her as she was getting wetter and wetter as the truckers peeked in.

Master stopped in front of the seediest, nastiest bar in town. Xenia's eyes grew wide as she realized what he'd "arranged".