In an effort to find something that would actually cause a little discomfort and humiliation for her and a reaction from others, I decided that she should walk up the main street of the local red light district. I had her wear an open sided skirt, a tight cotton top, her collar, and breast bondage.  In fact we were on our way home from a night out, so I removed her leash, as I thought this would be a little too risky in such an area.

Now the plan was that I would position myself so that I could watch her the entire time, however, I could not find any parking, so I ended up about a mile up the way.  Anyway I was a little too far up the street.  Now I expected it to take her a while to make her way up the street, as I knew she would be asked about her services, and I had not told her what to do, but hinted at bar rules.  So I knew she would be struggling a little, however, it was late enough that the street was not busy (2:30 am or so), however, virtually all the traffic was those looking for fun, either looking at the working girls or looking to hire.  What I noticed on the drive up, was that she was less dressed than most of the working girls, especially given how her short skirt having open sides making it clear she had no panties or even g-string.  The combination of collar, breast bondage and the fact that she was walking it seemed made it clear to most, including the working girls and others that she was not one of them.

However, while lots of guys gawked commented and cat called, in a way the hookers were not, one car with a couple of guys decided to call her over.  They clearly saw her as being fair game, seeming not a working girl, but collar breast bondage and open sided skirt making her a safe target.  She was just used enough to obeying that she walked over as directed.  When she got there and leaned over a little to talk, the guy on the passenger side grabbed her bound breasts. She could not easily pull away, partially because he had hold of her breasts in a very tight squeeze, partly because he in effect also had her top.  Of course, she did not scream, or curse the guy, in part I suspect because she heard bar rules, and in her mind they had every right so she was stuck, until a cab came along and scared the guys away. In the meantime, she had her breasts and nipples mercilessly squeezed and pinched.

She managed to make the rest of the trip without difficulty after about  10 minutes sitting in the back of the cab, the driver haven taken pity on her.  He knew the working girls, so of course asked what she was doing walking up the strip like that.  She had to explain what she was doing and why. She told him she was a slave and her orders to the cabby who picked her up, So the cabby probably enjoyed that, she told me he certainly looked her up and down. and she accepted his commentary about being a fun toy, that he wished he owned her.  Which led to the time in the cab being filled by answering his curiosity about her, where it seems she was quite forthcoming. 

He asked generally about her public and private experience as a slave, where she was very open about being led about on the leash, gropped and harassed and required to strip and dirty dance, crawl around etc by bouncers, kissing my feet in the bar, and being made to reveal herself etc.  She told him about taking pizza delivery basically nude, in breast bondage and cuffed.  She also made clear how her slavery extended into the home, being tied up, gagged, put in really tight breast bondage, and made to lie face down, and being fucked in the ass, then then being left for hours laying on her bound breasts, before it being done again.  She told him she was never allowed to wear anything that closed between her legs at home - or whenever we went out, rarely anything longer than an inch below her vagina, how use was whenever. wherever I wanted.   She also acknowledged to the cabby she wanted to be owned that while she didn't always like everything done, she loved that she had to.  She loved being looked at and treated like a slave.  She was pretty clear she knew she was not, could not be respected by the guys in the bar. 

The cabby asked her about the incident he just broke up, she again confirmed she had not said anything because she was a slave,was so used it the bar. She told him she did not see herself as having the right to fight back or object.  He asked "what about the pain" which of course she smiled at - and acknowledged that yeah hurt lots, but I am always just supposed to  take that.  I am not to allow sex, but, otherwise I have been told to obey.  So,  I do what I am told, and take what is dished, like usual. She was a slave and those were her orders.  She acknowledged that had he not scared them off - it would have continued until he got bored, his friend had a go, he got bored - and they left. 

At this point she figured she needed to get going, but he held her up for a couple of minutes. He asked her "If I do that?" She told him her orders applied to him .   So naturally he told her to present her tits, and of course she did. He groped her tits,  commented on their color and how hard they were.  He then went to squeeze them, clearly to see her reaction, squeezing very hard, after she failed to react early.  When she was clearly showing her pain, he looked at her and said, "so you are going to just let me keep doing this?" She nodded, so he let her go, and told her to move her ass forward lean back spread her legs wide open so he could see her pussy and hold her top up, which of course she did.  She was doing this in the back of a cab and he knew - anyone who wanted to could see.  He asked her if that was humiliating, and she acknowledged it was, but was pretty sure that was part of the point, just like the hard squeezing was meant to hurt.   He asked her if she was not scared, with regards to the rest of the walk, that happening again or worse and she nodded but said "slave with orders".  She was then allowed to get out of the cab.  It seems he made some comment about her being quite the piece of property, and that he wished he owned her, and it being too bad she was not to allow sex as he watched her start to walk up the street.

  When she finally came to where I was waiting I had gotten a little concerned, and as she explained what happened, I was both concerned, and I had to admit a little turned on by her predicament. Both her breasts were bruised when his fingers had dug in and around the base where the cable tie was, and both her nipples were in pain.

Later, I was amazed she was not angry, and actually commented honestly when she gave me hard time "I'm glad my pain turns you on." I saw no indication on her part that the entire incident had upset her at all, in seemed as though it threw me more than her. When I asked her about a lack of cursing, screaming etc, she told me that she didn't think of, rather do it, because it was not allowed. She had spent a good 5 minutes in grave danger, and in what must have been quite a lot of pain, but not considered breaking her role.