“Yes, Sir.” I humbly replied. I entered the closet. Peter had laid out the maroon and white sundress, the maroon sandals, the marron, and white handbag, and no underwear. “Master, I have a question,” I said.
“Vanessa,” Peter said. “What do you normally do with a question?
“I ask it,” I answered.
“Then ask it, Sub,” Peter commanded.
“Do I assume I am not wearing underwear? I asked?
“That is correct,” Peter replied. “I prefer my Sub to never wear underwear.”
The discussion was over. My modesty in public would have to be put aside. I love the thought of strangers being able to see my body if they look hard enough. However, I will need to be careful where I go when I am alone. I slipped my sundress over my head and allowed it to settle on my shoulders. The hemline hit about six inches ab
