I sit naked on the edge of the bed as master takes out a ball gag and shaves it into my mouth, roughly. He moves my hair out of the way to fasten it behind my head. My wrists are already bound behind my back with handcuffs locked around my wrists.

“Aww, so pretty.” He says. “Stand up.”

I stand up, and he takes out a strip of fabric, wraps it tightly around my elbow, and pulls them together.

“We’re going to go for a nice ride. You’ve been cooped up for so long in this apartment, aren’t you ready to get outside for a little while? Besides, I want to finally show you off.”

He takes out a collar and fastens it around my neck.

“You haven’t won your collar yet, slave. This is just so I can keep you in check when we go outside, okay?”

“Yes, Master,” I mumbled through the gag.

He fastens a leash to the ring on the collar and gives it a short tug, pulling me forward. He drags me towards the door before stopping and taking a look at me.

“You’re so cute! I have one last thing for you.” He reaches into his pocket and takes out two objects, displaying them to me in his palm. “I know how embarrassed you are to be seen naked in public, you don’t fool me by waiting until it’s dark to take the trash out, so I bought these nipple clamps. They have little bells attached that jingle whenever you take a step. From now on, whenever you leave the apartment you will wear these so that everyone around can find out that a pretty, naked slave is on display for them to look at.”

He pinched my left nipple and put on one of the clamps. He flicked it and it let out a DING! He put the other clamp on my right nipple and let me to the door.

He held the door open and pushed me towards the hallway. I stepped outside and he locked the door behind us. He turned and let me down the hallway towards the elevator. My breathing got very heavy and my heart beat hard and fast in my chest. The bells jingled with every step and I took quick looks all around desperately hoping that no one would see us. It was early on a Sunday morning, so no one else seemed to be awake.

Master led me towards the stairwell and looked at me over his shoulder. “Stop pouting.” He said.

“I don’t want to go,” I mumbled through my gag, a trail of spit escaping around the red ball at one corner of my mouth.

“Well, good thing it doesn't matter what you want,” Master said. “Now I’ll let that remark slide, but that’s twice now that you've spoken without being spoken to. I better not hear it again, or you will regret it.”

He opened the door to the stairs and led me behind him. The bells jingled and jangled with every step we took down the stairs, echoing loudly. They sounded to me as loud as church bells, as nervous as I was. We finally reached the bottom and walked out into the parking lot.

Master led me outside and the brisk morning air hit my naked body. I slowed down, peering anxiously all around me desperately hoping no one was around. I didn’t see anyone. Master tugged at the leash, speeding me up.

“You better hurry up, slave. If you’re slow, more people will see you. You’re lucky it’s still dark out here.”

He led me toward his car on the other side of the lot.

“I’m disappointed there’s no one down here to see you like this.”

He opened the door to his car and told me to get in. He fastened the seat belt over me, with the strap resting right in between my bare breasts.

“We need to keep you safe.” Once the seat belt was fastened in place, he removed both of the clamps from my breasts, before giving my nipples a quick rub. “Let me take these off for you for a little while, but they’re going back on when we get where we’re going.” My nipples stung from the removal and he closed the door and walked to the other side of the car.

He got in and started the car. We pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main road. Hardly anyone was on the road.

“It’s about a ten-minute ride to the park, but we’re going to make a quick stop first. We’re going to have so much fun! Aren’t you ready?”

I mumbled “Yes, Master.” through my gag, but it lacked enthusiasm.

We pulled into the parking lot of a gas station. “Wait here for a minute, slave, I’m going to go inside and get a coffee. You can stay right here, you’re safe here. I’ll be right back.” He opened the door and started to get out. He turned back around and faced me again.“Stay quiet, though, you wouldn’t want anyone to find you in this helpless position and have their way with you.” He stepped out of the car, slammed the door, and walked into the station.

I was completely helpless, my hands bound behind me and the seat belt locking me in. I sat there, looking nervously all around me. I realized that he had left the car unlocked and grew very nervous. He always locked it, so I knew he had to have left it unlocked this time on purpose. I glanced around me anxiously, but the only other person I could see was an old man walking slowly towards us from down the street. Master was only gone for a couple of minutes, but it felt like an absolute eternity. I watched the old man over my shoulder when the door suddenly opened, causing me to let out a quick scream.

“I’m back now, " said Master, setting his coffee into the cup holder. “I see no one came and got you. Let's go to the park.”

He started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. My nerves got the better of me, and I started crying quietly, the tears running down my cheeks. Master looked over at me and started softly rubbing my back.

“Everything okay, slave, don’t cry. I promise I won’t let anything happen to you. We’re going so early because there will hardly be anyone there. Now just be quiet. Pretty girls should be seen and not heard.”

We finally pulled up to the park. There were only two other cars in the parking lot. I recognized the park, having been here before becoming a slave, and I knew that it was just a short loop around a pond. There was no way that we would avoid the other people if they were here.

Master undid my seat belt and helped me stand up out of the car. He placed the clamps with bells back on my nipples and let me towards the trail, the bells jingling with every step.

“Let's go.” He said.

We walked down the dirt trail, me in my bare feet. We didn’t see anyone for the first few minutes and it was pretty enjoyable to be outside of the apartment and in the fresh air. The sun felt good on my bare skin. I constantly checked over my shoulder, anxious that someone was around, but I didn’t see anyone. Master walked in front of me, leading me with the leash. He showed no outward anxiety. I just kept waiting for someone to come out from around a tree.

As we came around a corner, I could see a group of people in the distance. My chest tightened with anxiety, but Master kept leading me forward without slackening his pace. As we got closer I could tell that it was a middle-aged couple sitting on a bench looking out over the pond. The jingle of my nipple clamp bells must have alerted them because the woman turned her head towards us. I could see her mouth open slack-jawed and she pointed at us with one hand, as her other hand shook the man next to us. He turned and looked at us too.

It felt like it took an eternity for us to finally reach them. They stared at us nonstop the entire time as we got closer and closer. I could tell they were going to say something to us, but it was my Master who broke the ice. “Hi there!” He said.

“What, did she lose her clothes?” The woman asked, angrily.

“No, we just decided to do a hike with her naked.” My Master replied.

“Ugh.” The woman said, disgusted. She turned her head back towards the pond and refused to look at us as we passed by. Her husband continued to stare until his wife caught him and gave him a shove. He too averted his gaze.

“Have a good day!” Master said, cheerfully. As we continued walking we could hear the woman say, loud enough for us to hear “Can you believe these degenerates.”

We continued walking for a few more minutes. Suddenly, a woman in her early 20s wearing a sports bra came running around the corner towards us. Her eyes opened wide as she noticed us and she slowed to a stop as we met on the trail.

“Are you okay?” She asked me, clearly concerned.

Master stopped walking and motioned me to do the same. I shook my head vigorously, indicating “Yes”.

She turned to my Master. “So this is consensual, right?” She asked him, looking back at me again.

“Yes, we’re in a consensual Master/Slave relationship.” He replied as I nodded along again.

“Oh, okay.” She said, “I don’t want to seem like a Karen or anything, just making sure. Sorry to bother you.”

“Not at all.” My Master replied.

She started running again and called out behind her: “Sick bondage!” as she ran away.

We got back to the parking lot and Master opened the door for me to get in. He fastened my seat belt again and took the nipple clamps off. He took the ball gag out of my mouth and got into the car beside me. As he started the car, he asked “Well, what did you think of that, slave?”

“THAT WAS SO FUN!” I exclaimed.

TO BE CONTINUED...