Out to dinner

I shook my head as the elevator doors opened and we walked out to my car. I sat down behind the wheel and Carrie was sitting in the passenger seat beside me. She was so different than when she arrived with me just a day ago. She sat up straight and looked around like a kid seeing the world for the first time. I smiled but for the first time since I met her I was nervous. I felt like I was on a first date. Not only that but I was with a woman well above my pay grade. I took a breath to calm my nerves. I looked at her again and I knew she was just as out of her element as I was. We're both going to have learn our roles. Me as her master, her as my submissive and not a ****.

I pulled up to my favorite steak house. I got out and opened her door and she stepped out. I could see her nervousness more clearly now. I leaned in and said,

"Relax, it's just dinner." She smiled a weak smile and nodded. "Remember the rules Carrie and enjoy the meal."

We walked in and learned that we had a thirty minute wait. I led her to the bar and found a couple seats. When the bartender asked I ordered her a Merlot and me a vodka martini. I knew she was uncomfortable in public, probably because her previous owners humiliated her. I put my hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. You are my ****, and I protect my ****. You are safe and I won't share you."

I looked in her eyes and noticed a tear start to form. I pulled out my handkerchief and handed it to her. "Dry your eyes pet, the evening is just starting." She nodded and dried her eyes. "Mas-Mark, why? Why are you doing this? I am nothing?"

"I don't know," I laughed. "Believe me when I stopped that man from taking you after slipping you that ****, I never expect this to happen. I would never in a million years have guessed this would happen." I honestly said. "But you know what? The more I'm around you and the more I get to know you, I think it was destiny. You needed rescuing, I need purpose. I was just living not experiencing life. My divorce drained the life out of me. You give me purpose."

I probably shouldn't say that to a ****. A master needs to show strength and be in control. Especially one that has been controlled for so long.

She looked at me and bit her lip. She obviously wanted to say something but she held back. I wanted to know what was going on behind that pretty face, but I wanted her to be the one to tell me, not me demanding her to tell me.

We both took a drink and a few moments later, my cell buzzed our table was ready. We quickly got up and a few moments later the hostess directed us to a booth near the back of the restaurant. I pointed to the seat facing the rear and I sat across from her. Our waiter arrived a moment later and I ordered another round of drinks.

Carrie was nervously fidgeting in her seat. She wasn't comfortable in public and didn't say a word. I decided that I needed to start at the beginning and ordered her to open her menu. "You may order whatever you wish. I would suggest the filet. It's especially good here." She nodded and looked it over.

I knew I needed to know more about her submission to first her husband and then to the others. But for our first time out in public I just wanted her to relax and enjoy the evening. At first she was very shy and it was difficult to get her to speak. But after her third glass of Merlot she started to open up. By the time we left she was answering questions and asking me about what I did. When we left she wasn't following me like a pet on a leash but holding on to my arm. I wanted to think it was because she felt comfortable, but I think it was because of the wine.

It was still early when we left so I decided to go by my local grocery store. My pantry was pretty much empty and I wanted her to know where to go. I pulled in the parking lot and parked.

"This is where you will do most of your shopping." It was a Mega Walmart that had almost everything a person could want. "I want you to get used to going here." I said and opened my door. This time I didn't open hers but stood behind my truck and waited for her to join me. She got out and again grabbed my arm as we walked inside.

"I know this is probably not the best time to shop, but I want breakfast tomorrow morning." I explained. She nodded and grabbed the cart. For the next half hour or so, we wandered up and down the aisles. She was very through taking her time picking out meats, veggies, can goods and cleaning supplies. By the time we finished we had a full cart. As we stood in line I joked, "You do know there are only two of us?" She blushed and when I laughed she joined me.

It took us a couple trips to get everything up to my apartment. As I was bringing up the last load, I walked into the kitchen and stopped. She was naked again, but busily putting thing away. "You do know you are allowed to dress at home?" I asked her.

"Oh yes Master, but I wanted to be available for you if you wanted me." She gushed.

My cock sprang into action in seconds. I turned and walked out. Damn this is going to be tough.

I turned on the TV and a little while later, Carrie walked in and sat down next to me. She leaned in and put her head on my shoulder. We watched TV for a while when I noticed she was snoring lightly. 'I think I could get used to this.' I muttered.