JULIA
I was vaguely aware of Master getting up, but not so aware I realized what his getting up meant. I was back asleep before I realized he was gone. I woke up around nine, remembered he'd had to go to work this morning to deal with the Watkins, knowing I'd lost the chance for the silk dress. Since I was naked most of the time anyway, the leather harness wouldn't particularly bother me. Master would never take me out of the house in it, so I slipped back to sleep, glad I could finally get some real rest.
Getting up around eleven, I fixed myself a hearty breakfast, still hungry despite the steaks last night. Cleaning up afterward, I had time to read, but my usual literary fare had less appeal. I was living the fantasy, and reading about some fictional girls travails as a sex slave didn't float my boat the way it usually did. I imagined it might again after my own slavery was over. Instead, I caught up on some magazines I'd let slide. It was odd not having sex all the time. I found my fingers kept drifting down to my pussy, realizing I couldn't cum, and pulling them away before I could satisfy myself.
At two, there was knocking on the back door. Usually, only our friends used the back door; most other people going to the front. Still, I peaked out the window, hoping it wasn't a repairman or worse, knowing I was naked as a jaybird. It was only Lisa and I let her in with a sigh of relief.
"Sorry for the nudity, but Master left early this morning and I didn't earn any clothing by sucking his cock. He had to go to work today. I can't do anything about it until he comes back. What can I do for you?"
"I came over to find out if you needed any help getting ready for the poker game tonight?"
Poker! Oh, no! Shit!
"Shit! It's Thursday already? And it's at my house? Fuck? What the hell am I going to do?"
No wonder Master didn't put at least the semblance of something wearable outside the house as a second option. We weren't going anywhere. Instead, four other people were coming here, five including Lisa.
"Don't you have a way to get some other clothing if you miss your morning deadline?" Lisa asked.
"Oh sure," I said, "by sucking his cock and getting twenty swats, which I have to do in front of everyone and my secondary outfit is nothing more than a bunch of leather straps that don't hide a damn thing. Fuck!"
How could I have let this happen? I could try complaining to Master, but he would tell me I should have remembered it was poker night and sucked his cock. The silk dress, while sexy as hell, would have provided adequate coverage. He was right. Poker happened every Thursday. I usually prepared snacks for it and it was our turn to host. Fuck! I had to try.
I texted him immediately. Call me as soon as you can, sir.
With Lisa's help, I started getting ready, putting lots of beer in the refrigerator, getting bottles of liquor down from the cupboard. We needed snack items, though, and I couldn't go out naked.
"Can you do me a favor?" I asked. "I've got no snacks in the house and can't go out like this. Can you go to the store and buy some stuff? If you can't go, I can order stuff to be delivered, but I have to let the delivery man see me like this." I waved my hand up and down my bare body.
"Sure, but it will cost you your help the next time I host."
"Anything you need," I assured her.
"What do you want?" Lisa asked.
"A few cans of the Vienna sausages and crescent dinner rolls. I'll make pigs in a blanket. Some frozen meatballs and brown gravy mix, some chips, a bag of waffle potato chips with some onion dip and lime Doritos. They go well with beer. Some salsa too. I'm running low on vodka and I should have something sweet. Maybe buy a large coffee cake or two small ones. I'll pay you when you get back. Thanks a million."
"See you in a few." She was gone.
Five minutes after she left, Master called.
He started by saying, "I assume you just remembered the poker game is at our house tonight?"
"Yes, sir."
"You know what you have to do."
"Yes, Master. The secondary outfit is almost worse than being totally naked and do I have to do it in front of our friends?"
"I gave you a pass on Sunday when my parents came over, and you've been a slave for a weeks and should know the fucking rules by now, so tough and yes. Plus, you'll be faced with another choice. It will be a difficult one."
With several of our friends coming over, I could imagine quite a few things could happen. Nevertheless, I felt my pussy get wet again.
"What will my choices be, Master?"
"I haven't quite decided yet. I'll let you know when I get home."