The Black Choker Diaries – Part 03 - Found out
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She hadn’t dressed expecting to take the jacket off, but then she hadn’t the will to resist the woman’s request. Under its protection all she has on are the choker and her strapless balconette bra, its lacing reaches to her navel, leaving just an inch or two of bare flesh above her skirt but she still feels somehow naked without its leather collar and sleeves.
The girl is better than either of them had expected, and with her curves, timid expression and the beautiful black choker necklace they had expected plenty. But both her beauty and her modest acceptance are so great as to make them pause before setting off on their errands.
Her skin glows under their admiration, but their smiles scare her, when the man makes a signal with his hand for her to turn for him she doesn’t move, instead glancing to the woman for protection, but she just repeats the gesture, so, with cheeks blazing and her eyes lowered she shuffles herself around until she hears the words, “Good girl.” And looks up, finding that she is facing him again just in time to see him turn towards the bar.
And so it is that having been alone on the edge of a crowd, protected by her disguise she finds herself stripped of both disguise and standing alone. Once they’d gone she’d expected to be scared to be left alone, but, despite admiring glances nobody approaches, it’s as if the aura of the couple still surrounds her and nobody else can approach, so she waits and observes.
As she watches she sees she isn’t the only guest who is in some way displayed.There’s a man in a leather harness holding a plate from which a woman wearing what looks like a leather strap on is eating. She gulps, thinking could be worse, then jumps as the man’s voice snaps her out of her reverie. “Um, pardon.” She sees him holding out a glass to her and says, “Th-thank you.” As she accepts it, “I’m sorry, I didn’t hear what you said.”
“I asked if it was nice where you were.” He smiles, his eyes seeming to look straight into her.
“Sorry, I was just looking, I haven’t been here before.”
“We’ll have to see if we can find a way to keep your attention. Tell me, did you order the leash when you bought your collar?”
Admitting she has is hard for her. “Um…” She bites her lip, and he notes her gesture of reluctance.
“Is that a yes ‘um’ or a no ‘um’?” he asks in an amused tone, but raises an eyebrow as he does so.
Unable to make herself lie but unable to face him and tell the truth she mumbles, “A yes um.” While staring at her own feet.
The woman returns at this point, “Are you teasing this delightful creature again?”
“Why no, merely asking about her leash.”
She blushes even more deeply, silently imagining the two leading her.
The woman asks, “Has she brought it with her?”
The girl lets out a little squeak, so the man doesn’t ask, instead he says, “Why I think she just might have done just that?” His words are directed at the stern blonde woman, but his tone rises as he speaks and he raises his eyebrow towards the nervous brunette making it a question to her.
The girl wishes she hadn’t been so bold at www.shirizinn.com, or as to bring it, or that the marble floor would open up as she clutches her bag more tightly still.
“Well, did you?” The woman finally addresses her.
“Um…” Again that tell-tale nibbling of her lip.
His voice is just as deep, but has a harder edge to it when he observes, “The word um has so many meanings.”
She takes a fortifying gulp of the buttery white wine and silently nods.
To be continued…
Author: Edward Green
