Chapter 3

Another night with kinky dreams. This morning though Sarah isn’t reacting to the sensation of the collar around her neck. She likes the feeling. She actually keeps it on until she steps into the shower. A summer dress is already picked out.

Sarah puts the dress on, no bra, no panties. She feels almost naked. Before leaving the house she snaps a picture of herself from her shoulders down. She sends the snap to him.

Daniel receives the message from her. He likes the dress and the thought that she is naked under it. Then he stares at the picture again, he has seen that dress before. No, that coincidence would be too large. Ok, Norway isn’t the most populated country, but knowing the woman he was writing to??

He is deep in thought, when he leaves for work, he even forgets to reply to her.

He gets to the office and places himself at the coffee machine, talking to colleagues, but basically waiting. There comes Sarah and yes, she has on a summer dress, a dress he has seen on a picture less than an hour ago.

Daniel is delighted. He had always liked Sarah, but he hadn’t known, that she was into kink and even more specific actually being a sub. At work she came across as in control, fair, approachable, likeable and almost always as happy and friendly.

This made things so much easier.

He decided not to reveal himself, not yet at least. He was looking forward to giving her more tasks and the fact that he would know. Oh, this would be so much fun.

Sarah entered the office feeling nervous. It felt like everyone knew that she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Was Daniel staring at her? No, he talked to another colleague, he just nodded a good morning her way and turned to the colleague again.

In the first meeting of the day, she couldn’t concentrate. She was waiting for a message from him, the status showed that he had opened her snap, but he never replied.

When in her second meeting her phone finally indicated a message coming in. She had to read it immediately. “Nice dress and i love that you are not wearing anything under it. Or are you? Send me a pic right now where you lift your dress so far up, that i can see that you are not wearing panties”

She was in a meeting, she couldn’t send a picture now. A new message arrived “I’m waiting! You know I need to punish you for every minute you are not doing what I ordered you to do, right?”

She considered leaving the meeting and heading to the bathroom, but that felt a bit unprofessional as the meeting had just started. She tried to estimate if any of the colleagues in the room with her, could see her legs. She felt like the table blocked the view for them. She shifted in her seat and moved the dress up her leg. Phone in hand ready to take a picture, she lifted the dress even further up, revealing that she indeed wasn’t wearing panties. She snapped the picture to him and started breathing again. She realised that one of her colleagues had asked her a question. She had to apologise and state, that she hadn’t listened, she used a headache as an excuse.