Dirk takes her shopping

"Get dressed, Honey. We're going to my place. There are lots of things I need to teach you. You want me to teach you, don't you?" asked Dirk. He was confident he had a very submissive slut on his hands, and he knew exactly what he was going to do with her.

"Yes" she answered in a quiet, mousy voice. She quickly dressed, and stood before him, not daring to look up at him.

"Good! You know your place. Never look up into your master's face until you're told to. Now let's buy these toys for you, and some other things your master wants you to wear. Come, Honey." Dirk held out his hand, and she took it, still walking beside him with her head down. They walked through the aisles of the adult store, Jessica carrying the basket Dirk would put merchandise in. He grabbed a blindfold, a ball gag, and a butt plug with a fox's tail streaming from it. Next aisle, he grabbed nipple clamps, a clit sized vibrator, a thick, black leather collar that included a pad lock, and a leather harness. Over in the next aisle Dirk grabbed a flogger a paddle that looked more like a cricket bat, and a bag of assorted candles. Then he saw it as they rounded the end cap going to the next aisle. It was a branding kit! It included all letters of the alphabet, and various shapes. He grabbed it, and tossed it into the basket.

When they finally got to the counter, he looked at the jewelry they had on display in the glass case below. He turned to Honey. "Does my little slut want nipple rings, clit rings, and labia rings?"

"Yes" Honey mewled softly.

Dirk picked out a full set of gold rings with emerald green stones that included a thin but sturdy golden chain.

"Do you need a piercing gun, sir?" the cashier asked.

"I guess we do need one, don't we?" said Dirk. "Better throw that in, too, with a couple of extra needle tips."

"Of course, sir" smiled the cashier. "Will there be anything else today?"

"No, I think we have all we need." Dirk faced the girl. "Give the cashier your credit card, Honey."

The girl took her credit card out of her wallet, and silently handed it to the cashier.

The cashier looked up in surprise. "Jessica Alba! I would never guess in a million years you would come into my store! It is so nice to meet you! I am such a big fan!"

Jessica had hoped the cashier wouldn't recognize her. She turned her face away out of embarrassment.

The cashier quickly corrected herself. "I'm sorry Miss Alba. I didn't mean to embarrass you. I'm just such a big fan."

Jessica looked up from under her hoodie, and smiled. "It's okay. I understand. How about we finish this purchase up, and I'll give you my autograph?"

"No problem" answered the cashier, pushing a note pad ans a pen into Jessica's reach.

Dirk watched in silent disbelief as Jessica autographed the note pad, and pushed it back to the cashier. He had caught himself a submissive American Hollywood star? And she was willing to go along with him, no questions asked? He stood there thinking about how crazy fate could be sometimes. It made him desire her more, and want to train her even harder. He would turn this little American Hollywood slut into his own private ****, no matter what.