Go with her

“I’ll… I’ll come with you.”

“You’ll come with me what?” She asks sternly.

“Um… may I come with you mistress?

“That’s better. Let’s go.” She grabs your leash and pulls you into her, kissing you passionately, before walking out of her room and dragging you along. She drives, toying with you with her nails dragging along your thighs as she drives.

The first stop was a local diner for breakfast, where she ordered for both of you. You felt like the strangers were staring, but she didn’t seem to care.

Next was the mall, where she brought you to the local goth store to pick more clothes out.