LadyGatta
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One of My European slaves was visiting Me this summer. Whenever a slave comes for more than few days' stay, I make sure not only to have great session time in My Dungeon with him, but also show him off at Paddles NYC. But why not take him to city on a leash, walk the streets of Manhattan tagging him along?
So it was decided. That morning while he was serving coffee, I advised him to be ready by 10:30 am, because instead of driving to the city, W/we were going take an express bus, and My Husband would meet U/us by 7 pm in the City, which will give U/us plenty of time to have some fun. Since My slave was always wearing his collar, all I had to do was to attach a leash, yank it to make sure it was long enough, and off W/we went. The express bus from My place to Manhattan takes about 90 minutes, so for the duration of the ride the slave was ordered to massage My feet sitting on the floor next to Me. Not only did he massage My feet, he was also ordered at certain times to lick them, which he did without any hesitation. To tell you the truth, I really did not pay much attention to the reaction of the people sitting next to U/us, but no one said anything or acted strange, so I guess it was OK...W/we got off the bus, and I decided W/we we would take a walk from Grand Central Station all the way down to Christopher street.
The day was not too hot, so the walk was very pleasant. The slave was always several steps behind Me, his eyes cast down.....well. I did coach him well!
On the way to the Village, W/we passed by lots of people of course, and let Me tell you: New York City is a great place to show off your slave! People are so nice. Never, even once, did W/we hear any derogatory remarks, maybe a few smirks and grins, but for most part people were very interested to either find out why the man was on a leash, where were W/we going, where to get more information on what W/we do. At one intersection there were two police women, your ladies, looking at U/us they were giggling, and I turned around to see the blushing face of My slave, so I laughed too. Although it was a pretty cool day for July, soon enough I got a bit tired walking, so W/we stopped at one of the coffee shops, I sat down, removed the leash from My slave's collar and asked him to get Me iced coffee and whatever else he liked for himself. He promptly went to get it. Upon return, once I allowed him to sit down and get few sips of his drink, I placed My feet on his knees, and he began massaging My feet, like a good slave should. Rested, I placed his leash back, and walked out of the coffee shop with the slave again few steps behind Me on a leash. Finally W/we arrived at Christopher street. Well, over there NO ONE paid any attention to a slave walking on a leash behind his Mistress! First W/we visited Leather shop that mostly catered to gay men, where My slave bought on My request a 12" Manhandler- a black police stick shaped like a good looking dildo and a new single tail whip, which I was planning to use later on at Paddles. Then W/we found another Leather shop. Once W/we entered that store, the owner asked Me if My slave was allowed to talk. Right away he dropped on his knees and started kissing My feet to show his devotion. The owner of the store was speechless for few minutes! I went browsing through the store looking for a leather bra . Once I found it, the slave was ordered to come with Me to the dressing room and assist Me. The bra did not fit the way I liked, so he was summoned to find another one. He did, helped Me put it on, then take it off. I was pleased with the new bra, and told him to take it to the register while I looked for gloves. When I found what I was looking for, slave paid for both items, and I bought him a new collar with words SLAVE engraved on it. Now he definitely needed a leash to go with his collar, so W/we found a pet shop right next to the Leather shop. Clerk wanted to put a silver chain in the bag, but slave insisted on attaching it right there to his collar. Again, I was pleased, and bought him few dog bisqs.
Now it was time to get to 57th street and 6th Avenue to meet My Husband for dinner. So W/we walked a few blocks towards the closest subway station. A woman was passing by, looking at Me, she winked and said that once she gets home she will put collar and leash on her husband...Young black girl stopped to ask Me where I purchased such a beatiful collar for My slave, so I gave her direction to the store.
Nothing really eventful happened in the subway, W/we got off at 57th and 6th, and were waiting for My Husband. And older lady was curious to know if My slave wore chastity. Laughing, I replied that by mere mental power of his Mistress he does not need chastity....W/we all laughed.
Then W/we saw My Husband's car, got inside, and drove to 72nd and Amsterdam to have dinner in a nice Japanese Restaurant, although My Husband insisted on no leash on My slave there. Grrr.. I was not too happy, but decided not to argue on that point.
After dinner W/we drove to Paddles, where I changed into leathers, slave there was only wearing his collar, nipple clamps,cock ring, and hard on, and W/we had great time. Unfortunately, single tail whip was not as strong as I thought- damn thing broke off on My slave's back! Other than that, entire trip to NYC was GREAT!
But next time I should ask My Husband to tape entire adventure so I can enjoy showing it to My friends.
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