XI
Mistress had me hail a cab, and had the cabbie take us to a nearby hardware store. We entered the store where Mistress picked out a dog leash, which she attached to my collar.
She led me to the counter where she asked the clerk, "Do you have any small bells, like small sleigh bells?"
"Yes Ma'am, over in the far corner."
Mistress led me over to where he pointed. Now everyone in the store was staring at us. Mistress looked through the assortment of bells, testing each to see how easily it rang, its pitch, and how loud it was.
She finally selected two small sleigh bells, led me to the clerk, and asked him if he had any split key rings. The clerk pointed them out. Mistress selected one, had me pay for the items. She threaded the bells onto the ring then told me, "Hold up your skirt."
I looked at her in terror, "Mistress?"
In a much louder voice she said, "Hold up your skirt, slave."
Everyone in the store stared as I raised my skirt above my waist. Several people gasped when they saw my belt. Mistress threaded the ring of bells through the lock at the bottom of the belt.
She unclipped the leash from my collar. "Drop you skirt, slut, and walk to the door and back."
I dropped my skirt and started walking. The bells rang with every step I took. I was beet red. I turned and as I walked back to Mistress, I pleaded with my eyes for her to take the bells off.
She shook her head. "Now you're melodious. Wonderful!" She clipped the leash back on. "Let's go."
I followed her out of the store, the bells chiming with every step. I hailed another cab. After giving the cabbie my address, she asked me, "Did you enjoy giving your first blow job?" The cabbie looked at me in the rear view mirror.
"No, Mistress, I didn't. His cock was slimy and his cum tasted vile. When he forced his cock down my throat I kept gagging." By this time the cabby‟s attention was directed entirely to me.
May told him, "Keep your eyes on the road, before we get into a wreck."
"Yes, Ma'am."
"Well slave, I'll just have to keep that in mind," she said. I missed the irony in her voice.
"Tonight's our last night in your house, and I think Robert will be paying us a visit, so we‟re going to plan a little surprise for him."
"Yes, Mistress, thank you, Mistress."