*This should be ok as a stand alone if you haven't read the first two parts. If you want to read them links are provided below
It has been six weeks since Tyler took Rebecca to the seminar. Four weeks since she had moved in with him. Four weeks since her family had talked to either of them. Her parents are very old fashioned. If her father drove a horse and buggy you might think he was Amish. Living with a man without marriage, a man who was almost twenty years older, is unforgivable. They have refused to talk to her or even look at her when they meet on the road or in town. Rebecca wonders how her parents would feel if they could see her now. Tyler will be home any minute and she is waiting for him, kneeling on the floor beside his chair, naked. Naked except for the collar he gave her last week. She hears the car door close and checks her posture. Head up, back arched, breasts out, knees parted, hands behind her back. She has been practicing this in front of a mirror. She wants to be perfect. For him. Since she met him she has felt everything she does, everything she is, is for him. She is very still as the door swings open. She wonders what mood he will be in. He is so unpredictable. Hot and cold. Soft and rough. Close and distant. Sometimes he will walk through the door and call her to him. Look at her with a smile and curl his finger and she will run and jump on him, wrapping herself around him. Other times he will ignore her completely. Mix a drink, read the paper, and act as if she is just another piece of furniture.
Tyler steps through the door and checks to see if she is where she should be. Her heart beats faster when his eyes meet hers. Without a word he walks to her and stands in front of her. She knows what to do without being told. He has coashed her on how he likes this done. He told her she has a natural talent. She is proud to use it to make him happy. She feels his fingers in her hair as her tongue and lips make him grow and harden. As she swallows him she hopes it will not be the only time he is inside her tonight.
"Get dressed little pet. We are going shopping" Tyler says later.
"Shopping? Where are we going? What should I wear?" Rebecca says without breathing. The excitement of their first trip to town since the seminar obvious.
"A t-shirt and shorts are fine. Take down the pony tail and put on a little makeup. We may go somewhere later."
Makeup? She had only worn makeup one other time. For the seminar. When she quit being Becky and stared being Rebecca. Makeup for her was just a little touch around the eyes and lipstick but, still, where could they be going where he wanted her to wear makeup? In a t-shirt and shorts?
Rebecca could feel the other men's eyes on her as they walked through the mall. Growing up working on a farm had given her a lean toned body. Genetics had given her long legs and firm breasts. Both of which were obvious since Tyler had said t-shirt and shorts. He did not say bra and panties. She had a feeling of deja vu as he led her to the same store he had taken her to buy her a dress for the seminar. This time though he goes to the lingerie department first. Tyler selects a couple of items and leads her to the dressing room. The room is about the size of small closet, twice as long as it is wide, . Rebecca quickly changes into the black lace boy shorts and matching bra. She stands at the back of the room as Tyler opens the door. He holds his hand out to her, palm up, as he might have done if she were stepping down off of a stagecoach. She places her hand in his and he leads her to the front of the dressing room, and to her embarrassment, out the door. He stops her a couple of steps outside the door and stands to one side, appraising her. He tells her to turn around. As she turns Rebecca can see the other people in the store. Especially the ones who have stopped what they are doing to look at her. She feels her face flush and knows it is turning red. He ushers her back into the dressing room and waits for her to undress. He then goes to get more for her to try on, leaving her standing in the dressing room naked, the door opened just a crack. Someone might walk in on her or see her through the opening but Rebecca fights the urge, the need, to shut the door. Because he left it that way. He returns three more times. Each time the lingerie gets smaller and the opening of the door gets larger. The last pair is a thong and matching cut-out bra. The material so thin and light it could be body paint. She is too embarrassed to look up while she is modelling for him. Him and everyone else in the store. This time when she undresses he does not leave. He holds his hand out to her. Slowly she puts her hand in his and takes hesitant steps as he leads her to the door. He stops her half way out of the door. She can see shapes as people walk by. The only thing shielding her nakedness is his body. He lifts her chin, tilting her face up to his. When she sees his smile she forgets her nakedness, her embarrassment. She can see she has pleased him somehow. "Get dressed pet. You need a new dress and some shoes."
Rebecca concentrates on walking in the high heels. Something else she has been practicing. Walking around and around Tyler's house wearing nothing but heels. Life as farm girl does not present the opportunity to wear heels very often. The dress is beautiful and small. A halter style with a low cut scoop neck and very low cut back. The off white color a good contrast to her tanned skin. "It's funny" she thinks. "I felt so exposed at the seminar when Tyler made me undo several of the buttons on the front of my dress. The only thing holding this dress is held up by two straps and bow knot. I will have to careful how I move or my boobs will fall out of this one and if I bend over just a little, well, I will be totally exposed. Why did he buy me new lingerie if I wasn't going to wear it?"
As they enter the banquet room at the Golf and Country Club Tyler again holds out his hand to her. As he leads her inside she feels as if he is leading her the same way he had with the leash after giving her the collar. She had felt silly, as if she were a poodle being led around the dog show. When he had led her outside it did not feel so silly. All she was wearing was the collar but Tyler's cabin is set back in the woods. Very private. It became very real and serious when he put her in his car. The country roads were not too bad. Very little traffic in the middle of the day. The interstate highway was different. So many big trucks. The drivers could look down and see her. Whenever she tried to cover herself with her hands and arms he would give the leash a tug. She was relieved when they left the interstate until she realized they would be passing her parents farm. Tyler had slowed down as the passed the farm. Her father was on his tractor, cutting hay. At about the same time as her father turned his head toward them she felt Tyler's hand slide between her legs. His fingers had barely touched her when she was rocked with an orgasm. She had similar feelings now being led into the room. People were looking at her as Tyler led her through the middle of the room. The women looked full of judgement. The men full of hunger. She held tight to Tyler's hand.
At the bar Tyler ordered a drink, turned to her and said "stay". Then he took his drink and walked away. As Rebecca stood there, unsure of what to do, it did not take long for another man to fill the spot Tyler had vacated. She paid little attention to the man as he introduce himself and made small talk. His hand on the bare skin of her back. She searched for Tyler in the crowd, at over six feet tall he should be easy to find but she could not see him. As the man talked he moved closer to her, his hand sliding down her back. His fingers at the edge of the low cut back. His eyes constantly dropping to her cleavage. Her hard nipples showing through the dress. "Where is he? Why did he leave me here? When he said stay did he mean it as if he were talking to a dog? A pet?" The thoughts raced through her mind as the man's fingers slipped under the edge of the low cut material. His fingertips touching the cleft at the top of her buttocks. "A pet. His pet. He told me to stay. Stay. Stay." The thought circled through her mind as the fingers pulled out of the material and the hand slowly moved down her ass. Trembles ran through her as the man's hand reach the hem of her dress. "Ah, here you are" Tyler said. Suddenly he was in front of them, stern hard eyes looking at the man. "If you will excuse us there are some people I want my Rebecca to meet' he said as he offered her his hand. She placed her hand in his, her body still trembling but for a different reason. "He said 'my Rebecca' she thought. "He said 'my', mine, his....I am his."
part one