It's a cold December evening as you dress the way you have been instructed for the evening. Leather thong, corset and heels along with mesh stockings; leather skirt and a collar complete your whorish attire. I watch you as I myself dress, putting on my black sheer thong to show off my assets, the black silk shirt and black pants to complete my outfit. As we get into the car I get a closer look at your outfit. The corset lifts and pushes out your breasts, making them more obvious and bigger while covering your lean stomach. The stockings and skirt hold powerful thighs and a tight behind. Yes…. Master has trained and conditioned this whore well…. exactly for his uses.nnI start driving towards our destination, a New Years party with a twist. It's a costume party and you are going as a whore, while I your owner. Little does anyone else realize it is all too real. We arrive around 9 pm and the party is already very busy. People are dressed up in everything from dog and cat suits to fairy tale characters, lion tamers, celebrities, almost everything, about 200 people in all. We make small talk with couples we meet or get reacquainted with as we sip our drinks. You have a very low tolerance for alcohol so it isn't before long that you are more open, talking more, starting to flirt with both men and women, mostly men. I get you into a dark hallway of the large country home and pinch your ass hard and slap your facenn"What are you doing?" I ask.nn"Having fun," you reply.nnI hit you a bit harder in the face and my eyes say all you need to hear.