LordlyLargesse arrives

Shadow covers her from the side, and when she turns to look she sees a tall, muscular man looking down at her. "Good afternoon, slut," he says with a smile.

"Hello, sir," she replies, and looks him over. He has dark hair cut short, and the barest hint of stubble on his face. His skin is olive, and she expects he's of mixed race. He is broad and well-dressed, in a pair of black slacks and a pressed, spotless white dress shirt.

"Did you obey my orders?"

Leigh looks down at herself. "Of course, sir." She wonders why it isn't obvious.

He raises an eyebrow. "Did you obey all of my orders?"

Leigh blushes. "I'm not wearing any panties, sir."

"Show me." When her mouth drops open, he adds, "how can I know you're telling the truth if you don't show me? We haven't developed that much trust yet."

She opens her mouth, about to suggest she could show him later. But that isn't the point of course--he told her to show him now, so she must. With a quick glance around the park, Leigh swallows and does as she's told. She parts her legs and pulls her skirt up, moving slowly to avoid drawing attention. For just a moment, her entire cunt is exposed to the sun and everyone in the park. As far as she can tell, no one looks right at her in the time she is showing off her bare pussy, but she can't know.

After a second Leigh hurriedly lowers her skirt and presses her thighs together. Her heart is pounding in her chest and her pussy is soaking wet. The man has a hold on her already--or perhaps she enjoyed the experience of being exposed in public more than she realized. Either way, her dom smiles and takes a seat next to her, satisfied.

"How much did you spend on the corset, princess?"

Leigh blushes at the honorific. "$200, sir."

He takes out his wallet and immediately hands her two hundred-dollar bills. "And did you already own the rest of this outfit?"

"No, sir."

"How much, then?"

"A hundred, total."

He hands her another hundred without question. "Good girl. Anything you buy for me will be compensated for. You are mine, and you will be taken care of as long as you are mine. Understood?"

Leigh nods, still shocked. "Yes, sir."

"And in exchange, your body, your schedule, your whole being is mine. Understood?"

She gulps. "Yes, sir."

"Good. And I prefer "master". Come. There are a few more things you will need."

He stands and starts walking down the sidewalk, not even looking back to see if she has followed. Leigh scrambles to her feet and trots after him. Soon they arrive at a sleek black Mercedes. He slides into the driver's seat and Leigh gets in the other side. It is an extremely comfortable and well-appointed vehicle. The seats are leather, the paneling is dark wood, the sound system is top of the line. Her dom pulls out into traffic, then puts a big hand on her thigh. A tingle runs up Leigh's spine.

"What's your name, my slut?"

"Leigh, master."

"Nice to meet you, Leigh. I'm Aaron. Not that you will call me that very often."

"Of course, master."

"You will have many names while you are mine, Leigh. You will not choose what you are called. But it is good to know your legal name just in case. Have you ever done anything like this before?"

"No, master. I'm brand new to...kinky stuff."

"I see. Well, you're doing well so far, princess."

"Thank you master."

"Do you plan on obeying every single order I give you?"

"Yes, master!"

"Very enthusiastic, I like it. In that case, we're going to get along well. Now then..."