she looks through the glass doors of the bus station trying to get the courage to walk in. she takes a deep breath and slowly opens the door. As she walks over to the counter to ask about her ticket, she feels the eyes of everyone in the room watching her breasts wiggling under her sheer summer dress, certain that everyone knows she has nothing underneath. Before the man behind the counter can speak, a nice looking, well dressed man in a business suit comes up behind me and taps me on the shoulder and asks. “Are you waiting for a ticket?”
Looking at him curiously i answer ‘yes.’
‘From your Mistress,’ he continues, with a bit of a tone.
i blush and nod my head.
‘Answer me!’ he snaps.
‘Yes, Sir,’ I blurt out not even thinking.
‘Come with me,’ he responds. Nervous and chastising myself for being stupid, i lower my head and follow him back outside to a waiting car. i can feel the eyes of the entire station staring at me as we walk out, certain the whole place can tell I have nothing underneath my short summer dress as You told me to do. I notice my nipples are erect despite the heat of the day and I feel my face grow crimson. He places me in the back passenger side of the car and throws a blindfold into my lap. i quickly cover my eyes with it as i hear him slide into the drivers seat. i can feel my sex getting wetter from my nervousness and excitement. I’m glad You didn’t make me ride the bus.
Certain that everyone we pass can see me sitting here this way only adds to my arousal as we drive through what i’m sure are very busy streets as it is Friday evening. We drive for a while and i lay my head back uncertain what is going to happen but excited that it finally will.
i must have dozed off for a bit, uncertain how long we had been driving, as i feel the car slowing and making a gentle turn. i can hear the gravel under the tires but i’m not sure if it is a drive or just a dirt road. Not that it matters, it’s too late to back out now. i feel the car come to a stop and i hear him say, ‘We’re here.’
i quickly slide my dress over my head as You had instructed me to do upon arrival and fold it as neatly as i can, laying it on the seat and leave my shoes on the floor of the car. i’m certain my face is red as i hear the door open and feel the air on my naked form. He helps me out as I’m uncertain of the terrain i’m on. He guides me gently, telling me when to step up or just walk. The rocks hurt my feet some but the grass is soft and thick. The warm sidewalk is made of soft, large stones and the steps are of brick. He stops me as i feel a ‘welcome mat’ under my feet. i hear the door click and he pushes my shoulders gently forward as we walk through into what I’m guessing is Your home.
The tile is cool and smooth in sharp contrast to the walk outside as we enter. i can hear the door close behind me with a heavy thud and i jump