Date Night with Master.

Julia finished her shower quickly for Master didn’t like her to linger for too long.  She got out and drying herself off, leaving the towel in the bathroom and headed back into the living room, naked like requested.  With her hands over her breast, not bothering to cover her freshly shaven cunt for it was always exposed anyway, eyes averted to the floor as she reentered the room.  Her master enjoyed her shyness, finding it adorable as he held her surprise in his hands in front of him.
 
“Eyes up, little one.”  Master commanded gently.  As Julia lifted her eyes, she gasped in shock as she saw Master holding a one-piece strapless, v cut, green dress, in one hand, and a matching Mardi gras mask in the other.

“Wha…What are those for, Master?”  Julia questioned in a low hushed voice.

“We’re going dancing, to a ball my little Cinderella.”  Master replied with a grin.  He hand her the dress, mask, and make up kit he had boughten for this night.  “I want you nice and pretty by the time I get out of the shower,” Master told her as he wheeled a full-length mirror in front of her.  Julia didn’t have time to protest as Master started take off his shirt and dropped his pants, throwing disregarded clothes onto the couch.
As she started to put on the dress, she started to worry a bit.  Out ballroom dancing?  She hadn’t danced with anyone ever since her high school prom and that was 8 years ago.  She got the dress on without problem, seemed to fit just right, probably custom made since Master had all her measurements down to a science now.  As she started to apply the makeup she was given, she started to worry about this ball, and the number of people going to be there, being amongst them in a mob of people.  She hated crowds, just hated them, she even hated when Master held poker night at his place with just 5 friends of his.  She hated being around strangers.  She would often stay in her room in her kennel when Master had guest over.  She was glad that Master had a rule that no guest was allowed near her, never less touch her, which she was thankful.

When finished with her makeup, the last thing was the mask, which she felt a little more at ease after putting it on.  “Aww, you look magnificent, my pet.”  Her master exclaimed as he reentered the room, wearing a fancy white with black stripes, double-breasted tuxedo, matching shoes and top hat. 

“7p.m. right on the dot.  Our chariot awaits.”  Master exclaimed as he hooked her arm and led her outside, where she saw a stretch limo waiting for them parked outside the driveway.  Julia could not believe the expenses Master was paying for this night out.

“Oh you’ve spent too much expense on something a lowly slave like me is not deserving of, Master.”  Julia quietly said as Master lead her into the limo.  Lifting her chin and looking deep into her eyes, Master quieted her protest with a kiss, which astounded her before smirking.  “Nonsense little one.  Just because you’re my pet, doesn’t mean you don’t deserve to be treated like royalty every now and again.  Even Cinderella had her night at the ball.”

Her master got out a bottle of wine and two glasses, pouring for both of them.  Julia was hesitating to drink, because she never experienced such luxury before.  Coaxing her glass to her lips, her master replied, “It’ll help calm your nerves.  I know it’s killing you inside, but this is good for you to get out of the house once and a while.  A chance to experience life, to remember you’re still a woman, not just my pet.”  He put a hand on her knee, smiling kindly as she started to slowly sip her wine, not sure how much or how alcohol would affect her.  By the time she finished her glass, they had arrived at their destination, the Grand View Arts and Entertainment Center.  It was 7:30 p.m. and the ball had been going on for an hour and half already.

Julia’s master helped her out of the limo and told the driver to be back by midnight, he’d call if they were going to be later.  Hooking her arm, he led her up the steps, which had been lined, with a red carpet for the event.  They were in line behind two other couples, who all dressed very elegantly making Julia feel out of place.  She came from a middle class family and wasn’t used to such fancy things while Master was always upper class having a great job that allowed him to spend thousands  on custom latex suits and such.  As the first two couples entered, they were stopped two security guards that looked like they were part of CIA.  One of the men asked for invitation, which Master pulled from the breast pocket of his tuxedo.

“Here you are, my good man.”  Handing an envelope to the security with a wink.  The guard read the names aloud.

“Master Jonathan Beckmen and…”the guard took a pause as he looked at Julia, then to Master Jonathan who just nodded. “  And Juliet Riken.”  Julia sighed a bit as they let them through the door.  It was odd hearing Master’s full name.  She didn’t use it herself cause most of the time her hood would prevent her from speaking, but even without the mask, she could not bring herself to use his name.  It was even odder hearing her name, her full formal name at that.  She so used being called, slut, pet, bitch, and slave she almost forgot it was her own name.

As they walked through the wide doors, into the main lobby, she noticed how extravagate the place was.  The walls were painted gold, with matching Roman style columns holding up the 50 foot height ceiling.  There were two giant golden statues of twin angels at the archway leading to the ballroom itself.  Couches and cushioned benches were strung about where people were chatting and relaxing.

The buffet was set along the west side of the room and stretched the entire width of the room.  The buffet as lined with some of the most expensive food she’s ever seen, from crab, lobster, sushi, prime rib, veil, roast duck, etc.  Jonathan picked up a plate and urged Julia as well.  “Now this is different from the usual ground up paste shakes, you’re used to.  As nutritious as they me, they don’t taste very good do they my pet.  I’ll talk to our nutriconist to see about a better tasting formula, but tonight is your night; you can eat whatever you like.” 

Master Jonathan picks up a plate and started loading it with crab legs, dipping bisque, and French style grilled onions.  The buffet choices were over whelming to Julia, most of this stuff she had never dream of ever getting the chance to eat, but she passed up most of the fancy stuff and chose a grilled chicken breast, steamed carrots and baked potato.  Master Jonathan led them to a quiet corner table, knowing it would be best option to put her mind at ease.  Once they sat their plates down, instead of sitting, Jonathan announced his need to use restroom.  “Boy those glasses of wine just ran through me, sorry darling I’ll just be a minute.”  Julia’s eyes were wide in shock at the thought of being left alone in place like this.  Seeing this, leaning down and gave her a kiss on the cheek.  “Everything is going to be alright, I promise.”

Julia’s heart sank, but she nodded wanting to believe his reassurance.  As Jonathan began making his way to the restroom, he turned back, giving a wink; before continuing to his destination.  He began to question if this was a good idea, bringing his pet to an event like this, with her phobias; for this event wasn’t just an ordinary ball.  The organization called “Thorns of Roses” the region’s biggest S&M club, which Jonathan was a member, put on this ball.  The ball was a way that the dominate members of the group to show their submissves appreciation with this one night of dancing and fun.  As Jonathan entered the restroom, he noticed a semi naked woman on her knees, giving a blowjob in by the doorway.  Jonathan would know Julia would freak out if she knew the nature of this event but he also thought bringing her to something like this would help her get over her fears she devolved due last relationship she was in with an abusive master.  He knew he had to take extra care of her for her former master had left her so traumatized that she as absolutely terrified and untrusting of strangers.

Even though Julia seemed perfectly happy being his pet, Jonathan wanted to make her life easier.  He wanted her to experience a full life.  He wanted to be able to take her places without her having an episode and needing to cover her up in baggy sweats all the time.  He wanted her to be happy.