After that day, I grew more and more confident about going out in public dressed like that. Eventually, I stopped wearing underwear at all unless Mistress Quinn specifically told me to. The kids at school got used to seeing me crawling around behind Quinn, usually on my leash, with my ass on display for the whole world. I got a few names called out but most of them Mistress Quinn called me anyway so it didn't matter.

One time, about three months after I became her slave, Mistress Quinn made me go topless to school, my bare nipples in their clamps and a separate chain running down my stomach and joining onto the plug which was now always in my ass at school. Every time Mistress pulled on my leash, I felt the plug send a shiver up my spine to meet with the tingle in my nipples. The kids at school were now used to hearing me moaning with pleasure at various times.

I have now been Mistress Quinn's slave for six months and I couldn't imagine my life any other way. Tonight, we are going out to a club where many other people with slaves go. We've been there a few times before but tonight is our six month anniversary. Let me just get this straight though, we are not in a relationship, I am simply Mistress Quinn's slave, chauffer, maid, sex toy etc.

In the car, Mistress Quinn sat in the passenger seat while I drove, her head in my lap, licking and sucking me. After I'd gotten my license two months ago, we'd done a few hours of driving around the school oval with Mistress Quinn doing various things to me so I could practise not getting distracted while I drove.

We pulled up outside the club and Mistress Quinn straightened her clothes before getting out. I climbed out too and handed the keys to the parking valet and got onto my knees. By now, after six months of constantly crawling everywhere, my knees had hardened and I no longer felt the pain. My leash was clipped on and I followed Mistress Quinn inside. The inside of the club was beautiful. Whores like myself were gyrating against each other on the floor in the middle of the room while their mistresses and masters watched from the side. Long curtains hung from the ceiling to surround clusters of cushions where people could take their slaves for a little bit of privacy.

"Go dance, whore." Mistress told me, unclipping my leash. I stood up, hoisting up my skirt as it had fallen down and was covering me and pushing my boobs up so that they were just about falling out again.

"Mistress, my corset is too loose." I whispered to her. She quickly went behind me and undid it. I let it fall, not caring who saw my naked breasts and waited for her to tighten it back up. When she did, it was so tight I could hardly breath but I liked wearing it that way because it made me feel confined.

"There. Now go dance before I bend that pretty ass over my lap and spank you." she told me. For a moment I considered staying so that she would spank me but I decided against it and went to join my fellow slaves on the dance floor. I slowly began to gyrate against various others. I had thought that Mistress Quinn would eventually take me to one of the curtained off areas for privacy but instead, she left me dancing for hours until finally, I was allowed to stop. We went home after that where Mistress Quinn screwed me over and over for the rest of the night, till the early hours of the morning.