Chapter 6

When she finished, it was almost time to join Coris. She quickly washed her face and straightened her outfit. She had even forgotten that she wasn't wearing her panties. The adrenaline flowing through her veins gave her strength and flushed cheeks. She didn't know how to explain the feeling of well-being to be back. Coris leaded her to the meeting place, after having exchanged a knowing smile. He dropped her off in front of a porch, and Scott was waiting at the entrance for her arrival, staring at his phone. She approached him, and he took his eyes off his screen. He leaded her inside to a rather deserted narrow street next to the mall. They stopped at an address; in front of a store whose name was Eros. Completely in the dark, Stella entered alongside her Dom in what strongly resembled a sex shop. The few shoppers in the store gave them a quick look as they entered, before looking away again at their business.

- This is where I buy most of my equipment, but also some of the outfits for my public stages. Walk around the shelves, I'll get some products. You tell me if you have a little crush, he said just before disappearing in a radius.

She felt completely lost in this place. It was her first time in this type of place. She was hesitant and moved around the shelves without real conviction. She looked, sometimes touched certain objects, observed the people who constituted the other customers of the store and tried to understand the reason of her presence. The deeper she went into the shop, the more appropriate the type of gadgets and outfits became for SM. She stopped in front of one of the display cases with a purple-coloured leather outfit. The outfit seemed to her from another world and the details captivated her.

- You can start by trying it, said the voice of her Dom behind his back.

She jumped slightly, not having seen him coming. A young woman at his side moved to get the outfit in question and hand it to him, before escorting her to the cabins. She offered to help her put it on, a proposal that Stella graciously accepted, not knowing at all how to put it on. Once dressed, she left the cabin under the scrupulous gaze of her Dom. She had red cheeks and tried to hide as much as possible the parts of her body that the outfit didn't cover. That is, not much. Her breasts and nipples were exposed, as well as her stomach. The outfit was completed with a pair of leather gloves and heeled boots in the same colour.

- It suits you better than I thought.

- Can I go change my clothes, she asked embarrassed to be seen by the people present in the store.

- No, if we took the opportunity to ask the people present what they think?

In less time than it takes to tell, he drew her to him and led her to one of the aisles of the store with more people. Stella was showing signs of resistance, but her Dom’s firm grip kept her from running away. Once at the place of his wishes, he turned to her.

- Stella, you're going to calm down right away and obey, he told her, glaring at her. Stella stopped fidgeting and looked down. He released her before taking a few steps towards a man thinking in front of a row of vibrators. Stella did not move and preferred to look at the ground. Kitten comes here, she heard, before advancing slowly towards her Dom. She placed herself at his sides red with shame. So, what do you think? I found that the colour and the model suited her quite well. She didn't even try to see who he was talking to like that; she was too embarrassed. Raise your head and raise your bust, you prevent the gentleman from seeing everything well.

She bit her lips violently before executing, crossing at the same time, the lustful and appreciative gaze of the person next to her Dom.

- She is magnificent...

- So, let's go buy it... Stella took a deep breath to see her humiliation finally over, before turning on her heels towards the cabins. A second kitten, I find you very impolite. You didn't thank the gentleman for his compliment to you.

At that moment she felt the world crumble under her feet. But she had to go back, he had spoken, and she had to obey. Especially since he wasn't fundamentally wrong. In a normal situation, she would have thanked him for the compliment. She took it upon herself, turned to them and apologized before thanking the third person. A smirk from her Dom confirmed that he was satisfied with her approach. A small smile in turn came to flower on the face of her Dom, and the shame went away. She went back to the cabin to change and come out with the outfit towards the checkouts. Upon arriving, she saw her Dom already present in great discussion with the cashier. She approached discreetly so as not to disturb them and waited for someone to speak to her.

- Very good choice.

- It's her choice, he replied. Stella raises her head. She ran without delay. Meet the store owner and a spare Dom, Gio.

- Good morning, sir. Delighted to meet you.

- Always so polite. She can move into the other side of the store; I'll be ready in 5 minutes maximum.

She didn't fully understand what he was talking about. The Gio in question saw a glimmer of incomprehension cross her face. He turned to Scott, a questioning eyebrow.

- I haven't told him yet.

- Scott, I hope it's a joke. You know what, you're exhausting sometimes. Explain to her and I will do the practical side and give her proper advice once she has consented.

Stella understood absolutely nothing about this discussion.

- Stella, I told you that I wanted to move on to another stage with you, I wanted you to be my slave officially. She nodded affirmatively. I offer my protégés currently a visible mark of their belonging. We once discussed about the different possibilities of markings and you were not necessarily for the tattoo, but especially less against piercings. She remembered it very well; it was one of their evenings in confidence. I want you to understand, however, that the choice is yours. It's your body, even if after this moment it will belong to me a little more.

- Where will the piercings be?

- Gio will put rings on your nipples and if he thinks your morphology is adequate and safe, one on the clitoris as well.

He looked at her frankly, and above all tenderly. He knew it was not an easy step. He admitted that he could ask for a lot, but it was up to her. It was a simple way for him to judge how ready she was to surrender to his care, but also a sure way to make her understand that what he’ll be asking of her will be more intense than what she experienced so far. He asks her to give herself more and more to him, to trust him more and more, to believe in him more and more.

- You trust Gio, she asked after a few minutes of reflection.

- Yes, why asking?

- If you trust him, that's fine with me. I trust you and know that you will always take care of me. I want to get pierced. I want to be your a little more, always more. I will be your slave.