Pubs & Corsets

Occasionally Master'll pull something out of his hat that throws shayla for a loop. Today was one of those days.

She'd just gotten back from her walk, and was preparing to do the rest of her exercises. Master had left for work earlier in the day and she really wasn't expecting him to walk into the door as he did.

'You just got back from your walk? Good, go take a shower, make it the fastest one in your life'

And off she goes into the shower. Gets out as quickly, makes sure her make-up is adequate. Master directs her in what he wants her to wear. Including her corset. No shirt, just the corset. She's allowed to wear her leather jacket but is told to leave the collar.

Shayla had no idea where Master is taking her until we reached a near-by pub. Not to meet with anyone, but simply to have lunch together. Master'd brought a paper along to read as well. A nice, simple lunch, just the two of us, a treat, Master said. Until he begins to caress the inside of her thigh while we're sitting at the bar. A little later, warns her to silence an instant before giving her the command to orgasm. Months ago, Master'd trained shayla to climax on command. At this stage in her service to him she's on a hair trigger. Regardless of where she is or what's happening, one word is all it takes to bring her to orgasm. This is shortly followed by Master beginning to toy with her nipples. Turns out that newspapers make very convenient shields.

Now, this was a first for shayla. While she was not uncomfortable or distressed, she still was uncertain how to react or what to think. Nor could she figure out (and still can't) why she was enjoying it. Master spoke to her some, abouthis feelings towards shayla being his kajira, and how he feels about her level of submission to him. How shayla felt about what was happening to her at the time. Regardless of what is it Master is wanting of her, he seems to pay close attention to her emotions and what she is feeling at any given time. Something shayla has always appreciated.

After lunch, while leaving the pub, Master stopped shayla in the entry and proceeds to readjust the corset so her nipples are showing, then pulled the edges of her jacket back. This one, who's never so much as flashed a person, got her first experience of walking across a parking lot with her breasts almost completely exposed, nipples getting their first sight of the sun. All during the short drive home Master toyed with her breasts. Which caused shayla to be even more heated. Then out of the truck for another bared trip outside from the truck to the front door.

This little lunch & display were totally unexpected and shayla had a lot of different feelings running through her. Surprise at what he was doing, a thought or two about little things like passing perverts & indecency laws, tickets, & fines; uncertainty as to how to react, and strangely enough, a tiny sense of pride for some reason. Shayla almost felt as though she'd been shown off. Looking back at the episode 10 hours later, she finds that she rather enjoyed it to some extent. Quite the surprise there, considering how much of an introvert shayla's been all her life.

To those of you reading this that are breathlessly anticipating 'what happened next', she has to disappoint you. Upon returning home, shayla had just enough time to change clothes & head to work. There are times she hates her supervisor. This afternoon was *certainly* one of those times.

'Simmer, girl, and be proud that you can, most women never do' is likely what her Master would say in response to her low-level frustration at work all evening. So she stews and bubbles on the back burner, never completely cool.

shayla