She called and told me to meet her at noon sharp. Her instructions were very clear. I was to wear a short skirt, no panties, very revealing low cut top, demi push-up bra and strappy heeled sandals. Hair slicked back, lips glossed and toes polished. Those were her only words.

That morning I prepared myself the way I knew she liked me to be. I took my time in the shower and made sure that I shaved every nook and cranny. I then layer myself in scents and lotions of Jasmine. My manicure and pedicure were both flawless. Then lastly I stuffed my small toasted coconut breasts in a bright red half cup demi bra. You the kind, the one that pushed your tits out just enough to show your cleavage and the very tips of your nips.

Which mines just so happen to be a mocha colored chocolate. I slid on a black flouncy mini skirt one the would rise and fall with each step I took and white and red v-neck wrap a round top. And last but not least a pair of red stiletto sandals for a finishing touch.

I arrived slightly early in anticipation but waited for her to arrive. Out of her vehicle she stepped, a true vision of loveliness.

And with one glance I knew I was to follow. She rightfully soft placeumed her place at the head of a table right in the middle of the coffee shop and I quickly but gracefully strode over to the counter and ordered our coffee.

I took the coffee to the table, placed hers in front of her and waited for her permission to sit. There it was a slight nod. As is bent to sit down my skirt rose up showing my just enough of my bare bottom to cause my face to turn red.

Why are you embarrassed my pet asked my darling Mistress and I just tilted my head, eyes not looking into hers. You must learn to appreciate your beauty as do I she spoke. She then told she was so filled with pride to call me her collared pet the she wanted to show me off. I was then instructed to slowly and deliberately and cross then cross my legs so that all the coffee shop could see just how beautiful my freshly shaved little private part was. Just as I began to do as I had been told a gentleman walked up the stairs. He smiled from ear to ear which let my Mistress know that someone was enjoying the show. And just as he approached the counter to place his order she dropped her napkin on the floor.

I knew exactly what that meant I was to bend over and pick it up but before standing I must kiss her boot. I rose and knelt, exposing my very wet cunt, as Mistress had been telling me what I was in-store this afternoon, leaving behind an even wetter spot on the chair. We finished our coffee and through the aisle of the bookstore I followed until we arrived at the GayLesbian Ertocia section. Mistress picked one filled with short stories and sat. I already knew my place, at her feet on the floor. I sat on bended knees and feet tuck under me. She bent over ever so slightly and pinched one of my exposed nipples and whiswispheredmy ear to stop embaembrassinger.

So I quickly placed my soaking wet bottom on the cold concrete floor. She read me a story and my anticipation built to a level where I felt as if I would explode and she said come now my pet its time to go