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Her New Master (Friend in the Shadows & Gilt)

When Jenna came back out, Gram had the shoes she pointed at already sitting on a table in front of him. He eyed her new dresses, watching as it twirled around her body as she turned for him. He tapped his finger to his lips, thinking about her question and statement before replying.

"I'm not much of one for teal, but it does look nice on you. This one looks to me like something you would wear when going out for a few drinks, perhaps even to dance. The collar you wear allows for other necklaces to be worn. You may wish to have a few as well. Also be sure to pick out some undergarments. It does no good to be wearing something like these dresses and not having the feel of silk slide between your legs. When your ready, show me the last one that caught your eye."
 
Jenna took note, wondering if the store had the dress in alternate colors. She supposed she could ask the clerks, but didn't relish the thought. She did agree with the situations in which she might wear it, liking the thought of wearing jewelry and dressing up. She pressed her knees together at the mention of undergarments. After all, all she had was what she had been sold in, and the idea of fine silk panties... well.

She jumped a little before heading back to the dressing room-- not out of fear, but out of a little surprise. She kept getting distracted by his words, caresses, kisses, and looks. She had wandered back to the idea that she had to work these off, and that combined with the idea of the panties had caused certain internal distractions to arise.

In the dressing room she changed to something a little more business-formal. It still had all the beautiful clean lines and glamor of the other dresses, but in a more contained, professional way. She stepped out in a black dress that stopped at her knees, tailored sharply to compliment her curves. The scoop-neck of the dress was a little more flirtatious, but it was kept in check by a three-quarter sleeved bolero jacket with an open mandarin collar. Crisp white stitching along the collar and sleeves added a hint of expense to the image. It was an outfit that would have been equally perfect at a business meeting or a dinner date, out for cocktails or in for a presentation.

"I like this one, as well... It... it makes me feel taller," she said, though for her it meant that it made her feel a little more confident. She indicated her feet and the shoes on the table in front of Gram, "I think it looks fine with these shoes, but those would be nicer with the other two. B-but I would wear whatever you preferred, of course. I wanted to find different levels of formal, so that I would be prepared to go anywhere you might wish to take me, Master. Did... did I do alright?"
 
Gram stood and walk over to Jenna. Rather than stopping in front of her like before, he began to circle around her, studying every inch of the dress and how it fit her body. He didn't say anything for a moment, instead he just looked at her. Finally, he smiled and nodded his head in approval.

"You've done well my pet. This is a nice all purpose suit. If you think another pair of shoes would suit it better, pick them out. Otherwise, we should move on to the extra's you shall wear: make up and perfume. Perhaps earnings as well. But nothing dangley; simple pieces would look best on you I think." His hand came to rest of her side once more.

Gram leaned forward and placed a small kiss on Jenna's lips, as much for her enjoyment as for the jealous looks they got from the staff as he did so. "Be sure to grab some panties pet. You don't want to accidentally flash anyone, and it makes sitting down easier." He whispered into her ear as he gathered up the dresses. Signaling to one of the workers, the lady came forward and proceeded to wrap the outfits in plastic so as to keep them crease free. "When we are done here, would you like to get some lunch?" He asked, pulling out a pair of sunglasses and setting them on his face.
 
Jenna tried not to bow her head nervously as he circled her, nibbling the inside of her lip hesitantly. As he stood silent for a moment, she wondered if he didn't like it-- if he thought she had chosen badly. But when he spoke, she blushed with a hint of pride, and she fought back a smile. She nodded as he spoke of the shoes and other things, distracted until he planted his lips against hers. That familiar trill shivered down her spine, settling low in her belly. It was small and sweet, but it still fanned the smoldering coal of desire in her. She didn't know if he was toying with her or was only enjoying his rights as her master.

She quickly perused the other racks, picking up another pair of shoes and a selection of undergarments, noting their fine quality in a store such as this.

Jenna nodded at his question, "Yes, Master, if you wish." She wasn't sure how she felt about his sunglasses. She always felt so small when she looked him in the eyes, but now that he had them on, she wasn't any less nervous. Perhaps she was more so now because she couldn't tell where he was looking. She glanced away to pick up the bags, ready to follow him.
 
Gram smiled as he paid for the outfits for Jenna, enjoying the looks from the salespeople as well as the way Jenna looked just standing next to him. With the bags in hand, and Jenna dressed in a much more proper outfit, he walked out the door and back to the car. After packing everything up, he spoke again.

"Since you have such nice clothes now pet, we should put them to use. Lets show people how nice being owned by me is. We'll go to a nice restaurant for lunch. You can order what you like, and even have a glass or two of wine. Afterwords, we need to get some groceries for supper. Since you will be doing the cooking from now on, you shall be choosing what the meals will be. Of course, that's still several hours away; and I want to fill you full of my seed before we eat." He said as he stepped into the car and turned it on.
 
Jenna smiled when he mentioned the nice restaurant. She felt a little uncertain about it-- it having been ages since she had been to a restaurant, much less a nice one-- but still, she was excited. She nodded as he mentioned her cooking-- she knew as much, but she hadn't thought that she herself would be choosing what to cook. She had somehow assumed that he would choose, or at least tell her what his preferences were. And maybe e yet would, but she wasn't sure if she should ask or take initiative and make the decisions on her own.

But the thought was interrupted as her heart skipped a beat, pausing at the car door in a moment's hesitation before climbing in. Her body felt electrified at the thought of having him inside her again. Sitting in the seat beside him, she buckled in, pressing her knees together to reign herself in.

"Of course, Master," she said, feeling flushed, "where do you wish to have me?"
 
Gram thought about her question for a moment, his mind trying to think about a good spot to go to. "A lot a masters think nothing about bending their slaves over and fucking them in plain view of everyone. Some even enjoy forcing them to suck off owners in order to get a better price or to pay for some service.

"I'm not like those masters. There's an abandon school not far from here. I think it might be interesting to see what's still inside. At the very least, we'll be away from prying eyes, cat calls and whistles." He finished as the car pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards the school he spoke of.

"It won't take long to get there, but why don't you try to bring yourself off before we arrive? No one can see you in this car, so don't be afraid. I enjoy watching my pet cum before my eyes." He added as he turned a corner.
 
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