“Will I place her on auction again?” Did she enjoy being sold more than I expected? Does she truly enjoy torture?
I explain that the auction is a once a year event but we do occasionally have parties to enjoy and swap slaves for the evening.
Also for the first time in my life I am jealous of someone else commanding my slave.
I know my master Jon has other slaves and I am not bothered by that but sharing my Zoe is painful to think of.
My heart aches at the thought.

It is Sunday evening and I must get some sleep. I would let Zoe stay with me Monday but I must travel on business this evening until Friday.
I tell Zoe she must go home for the week but to be here promptly at ten next Saturday.
All week I think of Zoe’s request to be sold again. As the week wears on the pain in my heart starts to subside.

Saturday morning she arrives at my apartment. She is wearing jeans and a sweater.
My apartment needs cleaning but I have other plans in mind. I order her to strip while I get a length of rope. She faces me as I tightly tie a crotch rope on her. I am particularly careful to tie knots in the rope at the most sensitive locations.
I order her to get dressed again “no panties.”
We are going shop-PING, one of my favorite things to do.

But first if she wishes to be marked as a slave we will first stop at a tattoo parlor. I have a special tattoo in mind for her.
I explain to the artist that I want him to tattoo butterfly wings on either side of her pussy. Her lips are to be the butterfly’s body.
Whenever someone looks at her I want them to see a gorgeous butterfly.
He says they would be glad to do the tattoo but it must be done by a female artist and she is off today.
I don’t want to wait. I reach into my back pocket and pull out money. I hold up a $100 bill and ask him if he would reconsider. He tells me he wants to do the tattoo so badly that he would gladly do it for free. But if he were caught tattooing a woman’s pussy he could lose his license.
I hold another $100 bill in front of him. I can tell he is getting more interested in tattooing Zoe but her still protests. “Like I said if someone walked in and caught me tattooing her pussy I could lose my license!”
I look around and see we are the only people in the shop. I wave another $100 bill in front of him. He starts to grab the $300 but stops and says once again that he would lose his license if he were caught.
“Are you hungry for lunch?” I ask. “Not really.” I suggest to him that if his shop were locked and closed for his lunch-break no one would walk into the store.
He grabs the $300 from my hand and locks the front door to his shop, he also turns off the ‘OPEN’ sign.

Zoe undresses and starts to lay down on the table when he notices the crotch rope. “I can’t do a tattoo with that in place.” I kneel in front of her and untie her rope. I glance at his crotch and notice a large bulge. To tease him further when I stand up I take a moment to give Zoe a deep passionate kiss. I imagine he is about to cum in his jeans.
After forty-five minutes he is done. I look at her tattoo and see it is as beautiful as I expected. I am tempted to give her a kiss and a lick but I know we will be doing that later.

Then we go shopping for Zoe. She is walking very softly. I imagine her pussy is raging with sensations from the tattoo and the rope.
I want to buy her more tight exposing clothes for when we go clubbing but I also want her to have sexy but modest clothes to wear when we go to dinner or brunch.
We stop at several stores where I follow Zoe into the dressing room to help her try on clothes and see how she looks.
At one store I notice her rope is askew so I kneel in front of her to adjust the rope. From outside the dressing room it is very clear I am kneeling at her. The dressing room attendant bangs on the door and says “that is not allowed in here!” I slip a $20 bill through the crack of the door which she snatches up quickly and walks away.

Zoe and I have a big laugh. Did she think I was going down on Zoe in the dressing room?!
At the last store when we finish shopping we are loaded down with packages. I ask the concierge if he would arrange to have our packages delivered to my apartment at five.

I still have one more store I want to stop at.
We enter the Christine’s Adult Only shop. I want to buy Zoe some special clothes. She mentioned that she wore a harness over her weekend. We shop for harnesses. I find one that wraps around her torso and thighs but leaves her breasts and pussy open for playing.
We go into the dressing room to try it on her. I like it very much and instruct her to step into the shop where we can examine the harness in the mirror.
The shop is full of people, mostly men, but she doesn’t hesitate for one moment. Zoe follows me out of the dressing room and parades around the store in her harness and nothing else. It draws approving looks so I decide we will buy it.

I also want to see her in a tight latex dress. We find one that hangs low on her shoulders and is too short to cover her bottom very well. I buy that for her as well.
I also buy her a new collar that can be locked in the back and some new nipple clamps.
One other thing catches my eye; it is a metal butt plug. It is larger than the one I already have. I grab it and a bottle of lubricant and we go back into the dressing room.
Once again I have to remove her crotch rope, I think it is more of an inconvenience for me than it is for her. She bends over and I slide the large plug into her. Zoe stands straight with a little effort and I retie her rope.

We walk out to the cashier to pay for our purchases. I also had the cashier the price tag from the plug. I explain that she decided to wear it home and give her a wink.

We get home just a few minutes ahead of the delivery boy with our packages. I tell Zoe to strip and get ready for our night out when the doorbell rings. I know it is the delivery boy so I hand her a $20 bill and tell her to go open the door.
Once again she does so with no hesitation. The delivery boy is awestruck. It takes him a minute to finally speak. He brings our packages inside and Zoe attempts to hand him the $20. He refuses to accept it, it is clear he has received his best tip ever.

Time to get dressed for our night out. I tell Zoe to put on her harness and I help her with the nipple clamps. Damn! the dress is too tight to wear over the harness! I wanted her to wear it. She pulls on the super tight dress with some effort. WOW!
I put her new collar on her and lock it in back. I have one more idea; can we put on the nipple clamps under the dress? It is low cut enough that I believe we can. I run the chain on the clamps through the ring in front on her collar and tighten on the other clamp.
I like the look. The super tight dress clearly outlines the clamps and the chain up to her collar displays she is obedient.

DAMN! I really wanted Zoe to wear her harness in public. The black leather and silver buckles look extremely hot on her. I am tempted to tell her to wear her harness and nothing else but I know she must wear a dress.
Then I have a fantastic ides; I will have her wear her harness over her skin tight dress. God it looks hot when she has it on over her dress. The black latex covered by her black leather harness with the shiny buckles make her look so sexy I am tempted to grab her and drag her into my bedroom.
Then to finish off the look I also place three small padlocks along the back of the harness. She is clearly my slave tonight and no one else will get her.

We go to the first club and have several drinks sitting at the bar. As you have guessed we are approached by every man in the club.
Some look dejected as we dismiss them, some swear at us.
I am feeling loose and want to dance so Zoe and I hit the dance floor. Once again we are surrounded by men. I decide it is time to give them a real show so when the music slows down a little bit I reach over and embrace Zoe. We stand there passionately kissing for a minute.

NOW we have really drawn a crowd of men, and a few women.
We repeat our performance at all of the other clubs we visit with the same results. Hmmm I don’t know who is hornier, myself or Zoe or all the people watching us.
It is three in the morning and we are finally tired. I tell her let’s go home and we pour ourselves into a cab.

Once we get home I find more energy. I unlock her from the harness and tell her to strip. Once she is naked I lock her back into the harness. I noticed there are several ways I can grab onto the harness to manipulate her body.

Once in bed we start to play again…