Introduction to "all this"

It was late afternoon, when the message popped up on my phone. “Wear a dress, high heels and come with a butt plug up your ass. Take a cab, sit on the front and look at the driver if he stairs at your bare legs”. So that is how my first orders were given out to me. It crossed my mind to be a brat and not to obey, but I didn’t knew my Master really well, so I did not know what punishment to expect if I disobeyed. After shower, I chose a black and white short dress, with inbuilt bra pads, (so no bra was necessary) and some slutty transparent high heel sandals. I took my glass butt plug out and slid it up my ass. It was comfortable and cold. I liked the feeling of it inside me. Black panties up, and I was ready to go.

When the cab arrived I decided to meet my brat half way and sit on the back. (How bad can it be, right?) The butt plug pressed the insides of my ass while sitting down, and with every road bump I felt it even deeper. I was already getting wet. While on my way, I sent a text to Him:”in the cab”. I received a reply almost instantly ”OK, in the front or back?”. At that point I knew I was screwed, but I still replied with the truth.

Upon arriving He gave me directions to find the apartment and a new order “When you knock, close your eyes”. This was the moment when chills went up my spine, I felt the butt plug inside me again and my excitement level went instantly up. Since I already disregarded parts of my previous commands, I obeyed this one. I went up to the third floor and knocked. I closed my eyes and waited. The door opened shortly and I just stood there, knowing that I am watched and measured from head to toe. Few seconds passed before He grabbed my hand and took me inside....

He grabbed my hand and led me into the apartment. I still had my eyes closed, so I had no awareness of my surroundings. Really soon a blindfold was put over my eyes, all I know is that it was made from a soft, yet firm material. He got behind my back, lifted my dress, and put His hand on my ass, on the bottom of my glass butt plug. "You've been a good girl I see" -he said, and took my purse away. "Now kneel!" when hearing those words, the chills went up my spine again. I did what He commanded me, instantly. So there I was, kneeling on the floor, in a short dress and high heels, with blindfolds on, with no idea of what was about to happen. Strangely, this situation gave me comfort. I somehow knew I was in good hands.