In The Car

As the town-car glides silently glides through the traffic, you sit on the plush leather seat, opposite Mistress Liz. You are still wearing your boxers, and sleeping shirt. Mistress Liz is wearing an elegant white jacket with black piping, and a grey bra. She is wearing black leather pants, with shiny black and red high heels. She looks beautiful.

Mistress Liz eyes you with a look of superiority.
"Strip." She says, sternly and suddenly.
"Uh, excuse me?" You say, caught off guard.
"I said strip." Mistress Liz repeats. "Take off your clothes. From now on you are never to be clothed in my presence unless I specifically order you to be. In the future I will not repeat myself. When I give you an order you will say 'Yes Mistress Liz.' and you will do it. Am I clear?"
"Yes Mistress Liz," You reply, and hurriedly strip. You feel the cool leather under your bare ass, and your dick stiffens at the thought of being naked in front of such a gorgeous woman. She notices.
"Hmm. It's nice to know what pleases you and what doesn't, but you'll need to get that under control. With training and discipline you will gain control over it. You're my **** now. I decide when you get hard." Mistress Liz has such a lovely voice, you could listen to it all day. It's like liquid honey falling upon your ears. You're so entranced by it that you almost forget.
"Yes Mistress Liz." You say.
"Very good." She replies. "You're a fast learner. You'll have to be. I see no reason why we can't begin your training now." Mistress Liz puts her feet up, almost directly in your face. Her beautiful, shiny high heels are right in front of your nose.

"I want you to lick my shoes. Kiss them, lick them and worship them, and try not to get hard, you'll receive a punishment later if you do.

You start off slow, licking the soles of Mistress Liz's high heels. Then you place the heel in your mouth and suck on it. You slowly kiss the sole, then move on to the top, kissing the very tip and slowly working your way up to Mistress Liz's foot. The entire time, you have a raging stiffy. You can't help it, this is all your dreams coming true right now. After thirty-five minutes the car stops, and Mistress Liz calls a halt to proceedings.
"I am very disappointed. I don't think you even tried to suppress your erection. You'll be punished for this later. For now, we'd better get you settled in to your new home." Mistress Liz opens the door.
You have no idea where you are and are more than a little apprehensive about being naked in public. Mistress Liz obviously sees your anxiety, and puts you at ease.
"Don't worry. We're in a private underground carpark. Nobody will see you. Not that it's any of your business if they do. If I want to walk you on a leash, naked, through Times Square, I will. I could have done that, but I decided to start you off easy. Aren't I merciful? Thank me for being so merciful."
"Thank you Mistress Liz, for being so merciful." You say softly.
"Very good." She says. "Now, I want you to get out of the car and walk behind me. You will not look up. You will look only at the ground, and you will follow closely behind me.
"Yes Mistress Liz." You reply.

With that, she pushes the door open and steps out of the car, her heels clacking on the concrete. You follow close behind, blindly trusting Mistress Liz. You do not raise your head. You look only at the ground, and at Mistress Liz's beautiful high heels, clacking away. You take step after step, unable to see where you're going, unable to see where you've been. Mistress Liz is your only point of focus in the world.