Outfit: Leather Slut (Dom/B-Mail)

As the day of the first “date” approached, he sent his first big command. He had decided on the outfit that your wife was going to wear to the meetup. In fact, he was going to send it to her himself. You stood side-by-side next to bed, gawking at the lewd clothes that you’d spread atop the covers.

He couldn’t have picked an outfit more utterly wrong for Kaori. There was a sleeveless crop-top with an exposed naval and plenty of cleavage. There was also a black leather jacket that she was meant to wear above it.

Next, there was a mini-skirt made, unsurprisingly, from leather. It was so scandalously short that it would never have reached the middle of Kaori’s thighs. Almost an accomplishment, considering how small she was.

“He, uhm, he said I wasn’t allowed to wear panties with it either…”{if Female = true}{if Meek = true}

(Meek) You shivered. The prospect of being paraded around so exposed made your skin crawl. And he was going to treat Kaori like that? She was more shy than you were!{endif}{endif}

There were also a pair of high heels. Their ankle straps looked more like bondage straps though. The choker he’d included was also leather, and straddled the line between fashion accessory and bondage item.

The final item confused you the most. You picked up the pair of metal handcuffs and held them aloft. Kaori blushed and snatched them from your hand.

“When I get to the restaurant, I’m supposed to…uhm, put them on, so that my hands are behind my back. That’s what the jacket is for. So I can hide it.”

Kaori crossed her arms over her chest. This was probably the most scandalous, most humiliating way she’d ever have dressed in public. Secretly liking BDSM was one thing. Being paraded around like a fetish-slut in public was another entirely. {If Romantic = true}You reached out and put an arm around her in a sympathetic embrace.{endif}