An introduction to her new life

We sat there for a moment and I didn’t know what we were waiting for, then I remembered she expected me to open the door. I opened my own door and got out, as I stood the towel tried to stick to my pussy from my secretions. I had to pull it off and Kelly giggled much to my embarrassment. I got really nervous being outside which meant neighbors could look out their windows to see a naked ****. I tried to tell myself that if Kelly wanted a naked **** then I should be happy to be one but it felt massively degrading, which I knew was her intention.

I got out and tried to start getting used to the idea of bare feet on every surface I walked on but it still felt very foreign. I looked all around to make sure I wasn’t seen but it’s not like it really mattered long term if I was. How long could it be kept a secret that there was a permanently naked woman living around here? unless Kelly kept me in the house forever which I doubt she would. Even if this was what Kelly wanted I was still ashamed. I got around and opened her door and offered my hand for to step out. I was waiting for disappointment but then she took it! Her hand was touching my own and that was enough to lift my spirit. I practically shook in pleasure as she pulled on me using my weight to lift her up. She stood in front of me and since I didn’t know what to do she turned to walk towards the house and I followed.

We got to the front door and there were half a dozen or so packages.

“Dyke, bring in my packages.”

I walked forward, bent down, and grabbed them. Since the only one around was Kelly I had no problem bending at the waist and letting her see everything. I took my sweet time with it too hoping she’d see something she’d like, whether it was my ass, my pussy, or if she was into it, my butthole. It was bizarre feeling the summer air wrap all over my body, especially my nethers. After a minute I wondered if she was even paying attention.

“I’m glad you’re already developing a lack of shame over your exposure. If you ever had any to begin with.”

I blushed and decided to actually make an effort to grab the boxes. They were all different sizes and I had trouble picking them all up at once. As I tried stacking them in order of size and as I looked at them I saw return addresses along the lines of “XXX Adventures”, “Bedroom Fun”, “Our Little Secret” and others. They were sex toys. I smiled ear to ear as I realized they all said “Express One-Day” meaning she ordered them in response to her taking ownership of me. They were for us, or for me at least. It was kind of scary knowing she already had sexual plans for me but if this is what she wants then it’s what I want too. As I picked them all up she opened the door and I was finally able to take my naked body inside.

“This is where you live now, Dyke.”

The switch to air conditioning was particularly jarring especially without any clothes but otherwise the house was really nice. She’d never had me over before, so I was already further then I had ever been. She motioned towards a table and I placed down the packages. Holy shit, her kitchen is gorgeous, all stainless steel appliances and an herb garden growing out the window. I had no idea she was into gardening. I would love cooking for my master in here.

“Would you like to see where you’ll be sleeping or did you want to get started on dinner?”

I wanted to impress her with my cooking but I also wanted have stronger bearings by better understanding my situation. Would she see me asking to see my room or where ever she was gonna keep me as a challenge to her authority? I didn’t want to upset her.

“I’d love to cook for you, master.”

She smiled though I couldn’t read whether it was because of my compliance or maybe because I was putting her needs first. She looked my body up and down and I blushed, though she nodded perhaps in satisfaction. She focused a long time on my wet pussy, and to my embarrassment it got wetter and my lips parted more. She snickered.

“Okay, Dyke, I leave the meal choice in your hands. Don’t fuck it up. Make five portions.”

I felt a surge of panic, I wasn’t ready for people to see me like this.

“Five portions, master?”

“Anne, Liz, and Stephanie will be joining us. I haven’t told them anything so it will be so much fun to see their reactions.”

Our friends, who all obviously knew my feelings for Kelly, would all see me nude and collared. I even had a portion for myself meaning I was expected to eat dinner with them. I wasn’t ready for this, I was not ready for this, I did not want this to happen.

“Master, I don’t think I’m ready for that.”

“Dyke, when you gave me control over your life did you expect all of my decisions to be exactly what you wanted? Did you expect for me to check with you first to see if they were okay? You signed up to be a ****. I didn’t make you, if anything I tried to set you free of me, to make a life for yourself with someone else, someone who could actually treat you better than I ever could or ever will. You didn’t want that, you chose your love for me over your own freedom and self. This was your idea.”

I wish she wasn’t so right. I felt tears forming. Maybe I am crazy. I dropped to my knees as I felt the panic overtaking me. I dropped my gaze to the floor as I couldn’t bear to look at her. I felt my secretions drift further down my thighs and prayed I wouldn’t dirty her floor.

“You’re right, Master. I’m sorry.”

She walked forward and knelt down, grabbing my chin and making me look up to her.

“Dyke, it’s like a Band-Aid, you Just gotta rip it off. They’re your friends too and I think you’d want them around for support even if you’ll be below them in everything and even further below me still.”

Two tears dripped down my face. I didn’t know what I wanted. I don’t know what I expected. I don’t even know if I want to feel comfortable naked in front of my friends. How am I supposed to look them in the eye when they can always see all of me and by Kelly’s implication serve them as I serve her at least in some ways. Tears continued to fall as I tried to find a happy place in my mind.

“You’re right, Master. I will get right to work on a delicious meal for you.”

She frowned for a moment and then sighed.

“No, you need a minute. Go take a shower. I don’t want those pussy juices ending up in my meal so make sure you get that pussy nice and clean.”

She was showing mercy while also rubbing in that I was not in control of my arousal. Maybe I really didn’t understand her at all. I was beginning I to realize I understand myself even less. I stood and waited for directions to her bathroom. I looked down at my feet and wondered if I could find some sort of happiness in slavery.

“The bathroom is upstairs. No more than five minutes. My bedroom is on the right, don’t go in there, there’s a master bath that is for my use only you will not be allowed into it. The guest bath is on the left across from my room. It has soap, shampoo, whatever you need.”

“Thank you, master.”

She sat down at the table and started opening boxes and when I tried to see what was in the first box to hopefully give me some idea of what she had in store for me, she shooed me away. So I turned and tried to find my way.