“Well then, let’s give them something to look at.”
“Oh, Master, now what?”
He drove out of the parking lot and started down the street.
“Which way to the mall?”
“Take a left at the light.”
When we got there he took me right to one of those nail salons. I sat right in the front window and had fake nails glued onto my fingers. They extended over a quarter of an inch from the end of my fingers. The Oriental woman painted them a fairly bright pink and airbrushed the letters to spell SLAVE in white on my right hand and SLUT with a red rose on my thumb nail on the other.
I looked at my nails and then at him.
“I could have had her write c**k sucker on them for you.”
“One problem, Master. Sucker has six letters.”
“Ok, smart ass. Let’s go across the way to that beauty salon and see what th
