They drive in silence to this, her first private party. She is lost in her thoughts. Nervous, anticipation wars with the desire to say, "No, please, can we stay home," but no words leave her lips - not that he would submit to her fears anyway, having already dipped his fingers in between her thighs, having felt the wetness there already.

She feels so naked under her long black coat. He has told her there will be one more addition to her costume when they arrive and she wonders what it is. He has told her they will not "play" tonight, which eases some of her fears, but neither does she think it will be a normal evening. She wears only a black bra that is pressing her breasts out, black underwear, black stockings and heels and of course a black collar.

They finally arrive, and Sir tells her to kneel and face the back of her seat. She is now confused. She turns and kneels against the back of the seat as she was told, feels him slide her thong out of the way, feels him pet...

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