It's a cold December evening as you dress the way you have been instructed for the evening. Leather thong, corset and heels along with mesh stockings; leather skirt and a collar complete your whorish attire. I watch you as I myself dress, putting on my black sheer thong to show off my assets, the black silk shirt and black pants to complete my outfit. As we get into the car I get a closer look at your outfit. The corset lifts and pushes out your breasts, making them more obvious and bigger while covering your lean stomach. The stockings and skirt hold powerful thighs and a tight behind. Yes…. Master has trained and conditioned this whore well…. exactly for his uses.
I start driving towards our destination, a New Years party with a twist. It's a costume party and you are going as a whore, while I your owner. Little does anyone else realize it is all too real. We arrive around 9 pm and the party is already very busy. People are dressed up in everything from dog and cat suits to fairy tale characters, lion tamers, celebrities, almost everything, about 200 people in all. We make small talk with couples we meet or get reacquainted with as we sip our drinks. You have a very low tolerance for alcohol so it isn't before long that you are more open, talking more, starting to flirt with both men and women, mostly men. I get you into a dark hallway of the large country home and pinch your ass hard and slap your face
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Having fun," you reply.
I hit you a bit harder in the face and my eyes say all you need to hear. You will not disobey again. We return to the party where you are beside me, my hand on your lower back, as we drink and chat till it nears midnight. I am very upset that you have flirted with other people especially when I was right beside you. That was a huge mistake and must be punished. While I have not said you will be, I can tell by slight quivers that you are aware you have made a mistake and are fearful of punishment.
"It was a mistake Master, I won't do it again," you whisper when we are alone for a few seconds.
"Hardly. You will learn what sort of trouble doing that can get you into very soon and it will be deserved."