I pulled the jeans the rest of the way down and smiled when they fell to the floor in a pile of denim. Her face became softer as I stared at her body...."Baby, what's wrong?" My voice wasn't nearly as soft as hers, but it was quiet, and somewhat the same."I...well I'm a virgin," she whispered in my ear. I smiled and wrapped my arms around her beautiful waist. She melted into my chest in seconds, squishing my breasts against her back. "Don't do it too hard baby. I don't want this to hurt." I. As I approached my wife Leon said go grab a drink the bartender will give you whatever you like. I went over and just asked for a beer. As i almost reached my wife Leon said pull up a chair we are having a good conversation, I said about what "Politics" he said. I my self hate politics I said to myself oh great. The music was nice it was I thought a little loud but good music. I asked George where the restroom was he said through there pointed towards the crowd in the corner by the bar I passed. Sitting down would expose my bikini bottoms. On my feet were high heeledshoes, padlocked in place, giving me the walk of a prostitute. And around my neck, was clicked a thin metal collar. A badge hung in thehollow of my neck, with the words I belong to Miss Kiera engravedthere. She did not care who saw me like this, or who knew that I was her slave.Back home, there was a need to keep some elements of our relationship secret,but not here, where no one knew us. She applied my make-up, putting on. I waited for about 10 seconds before the door opened to reveal a middle-aged beautiful redhead with damp hair wearing a white towelling robe that was loosely tied at the waist. I was catching glimpses of her large rounded tits as she moved to open the security door."Come on in ... Beth said that you were coming"I followed her into the kitchen area where she stood at the end of bench.This gave me a chance to give her a more thorough once over. She stood about 5ft 7ins tall, slim but very busty..