Page 41 of Such A Good Girl

‘Don’t get your panties in a twist. It’s not a ring. You’ve made it clear that if we go down that route, you want to be steering the ship.’ Bobby laughed at the relief that must have washed over my face. ‘Open it.’

Taking the box, I lifted the lid. A golden disc nestled against the soft interior. Words were inscribed on it.

PET

Property of Bobby

It flushed me with heightened pleasure. A dog tag for my collar.

‘Turn it over pet.’

I did. Heat filled my face at the rear inscription.

Cunt and mouth only

With eyes like saucers, I glanced at him.

‘I think it’s time we let my friends see why I’m so head over heels for you, my love.’

The car tyres crunched, the track bumpy beneath us.

The A/C blasted, making my skin goose-pimple. Returning to Bobby’s cabin for the summer had been a joy, but the sticky heat made me so uncomfortable. Still, the air conditioning was too cold. I’d have reached out and reduced its icy blast, but with my cuffs attached and the blindfold obscuring my vision, there was little I could do.

A gag stopped any conversation, drool dripping onto my naked chest and wetting the seatbelt which held me captive.

Bobby had said he’d wanted me to meet some of his friends.

I had expected lunch, not to be trussed up and thrown in the car with my bare ass on show. At least it was dark out.

I really, really hoped a cop didn’t pull us over. I envisioned it, a police officer finding me like this. A dark part of me preened at the thought. Maybe Bobby would offer me for the officer's pleasure to get out of a ticket…

Clenching my thighs, I let the fantasy play out in my mind; the seat growing slick beneath me.

‘Here we are, Pet. I hope you’re going to be a good girl for me.’

Bobby’s deep voice reassured me as my seatbelt clicked open.

‘Remember what I told you? I will keep you safe. You can let me know if it all gets too much. Otherwise, obey and you’ll be rewarded.’

He had me practically panting with need by the time he’d lifted me out of the car. Still hot tarmac met my feet despite the outside temperature finally beginning to dip with the oncoming night.

Suddenly, Bobby pressed me over the hood of the car, the warm metal meeting my naked flesh. Fingers taunted my pussy from behind, his chest pressing to my back.

‘This is mine. Don’t forget it. I may let others use it tonight, if you’re a very good pet, but it will always belong to me.’

I tried to garble out aYes, Sir, but the gag restricted my ability to do anything other than melt under his divine touch.

Then we were on the move again. Noise met me, along with the smell of alcohol and cigar smoke, as we stepped inside a building. I wished I could see. Knowing that people surrounded us, that people were looking at me collared and naked, and I couldn’t see who they were sent fear and desire into me.

By the time Bobby had forced me to my knees at his feet, I was already halfway to subspace, my mind foggy with need. He unclipped my cuffs, setting my hands free.

Greetings passed over my head, other men conversing easily with Bobby while I sat there gagged and ignored.

Why was it so hot?

‘This is Ashley,’ he said, finally referring to me. ‘My sweet pet.’

‘About time you took her to meet us. She’s a fine-looking lass from where I’m sitting.’ A Scottish accented man said from behind me.

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