Take Naomi out for dinner

You decide that Naomi deserves a bit of a break from being your slave, since she’s been working all afternoon and earned you both some good money. She’ll still have to wear the collar of course, but aside from that, she can choose what to wear, and you’ll take her somewhere a little more civilised the places you’ve seen thus far.

She puts on her white two-piece bikini, and a loose white summer dress with pink flowers with sandals.

You walk out of the hotel hand in hand, hailing a cab and asking the driver to take you somewhere fancy, somewhere you can be boyfriend and girlfriend and not master-slave.

He drives you up into the mountains, the roads bending on the way up as it gets steeper.

The place looks beautiful, a great balcony patio outside that goes right up to a fence at the cliff face, and a huge restaurant building behind it.

You pay him with cash of course, you’re not going to force Naomi to do anything with him.

When he drives off, you walk up to the door, noticing the sign on a stand on the way in.

Please remove your slave’s collar upon entry, we have a special license to allow slaves to be uncollared here.

There are more rules on the sign beneath it, you unlock Naomi’s padlock, and slip the belt from her collar. As she removes it, you notice how tanned the rest of her skin is. There is a white ring around her neck, with the ring of her collar shaped at the front. That will definitely be noticeable when she gets home, maybe you need to find a place for her to remove it when sunbathing, or maybe you leave it that way when she’s home.

You read the rest of the rules:

Slaves must be clothed at all times while inside the restaurant.

No sexual activity inside the restaurant, that includes fingering, love eggs and any other types of vibrators.

Slaves must walk on two feet while inside the restaurant.

Slaves must not be gagged or restrained while inside the restaurant.

As you’re about to enter, a master and slave exit, the girl immediately strips out of her dress and kneels, holding her black hair up for her master to clip a steel collar around her neck. When the leash is attached, she crawls over to their rental car, and climbs into a cage in the trunk, which is then locked with a padlock.

“Hey,” says Naomi with a cheeky smile, “no checking out the other slaves tonight.”

You smile back at her. “Sorry.”

You enter the restaurant and are seated. You both enjoy the meal. Except for the untanned skin around all the slaves’ necks, you’d have no idea you were still on the island. All slaves are out wearing suits or nice dresses. It feels just like it did when you were first dating Naomi.

When you’re finished with dinner, you go for a walk around the patio, walking up to the fence at the cliff face and looking out at the ocean, you sit next to Naomi on one of the benches there.