Ashley's Bend by Cassy Roop

from nerves. The bust of the corset had my breasts pushed up showing off my cleavage. Reaching down into the bag, I searched for the panties. When I did not find any there, I looked in the bag with the shoes, nothing. Did they forget? Maybe I have something that would match.
    “Kelly! They forgot to send the panties with this outfit!” I yelled toward my friend in the living room. Within seconds, she was standing at my bedroom door, and here I was naked from the waist down. The bottom of the corset barely covered up my girly parts. One move and I would be exposed in all my glory.
    “Oh honey, they didn’t tell you? No panties are the rule. Subs aren’t allowed to wear them, or pants for that matter. Only dresses, skirts or what the master, or in your case, trainer specifies. It looks like your trainer wants you bare.” She said with a wicked grin as she pointed to my now waxed vagina. My hands flew in front of me to cover up the sensitive pink flesh at the apex of my thighs.
    “Are you crazy, Kelly? I can’t go walking around the club with my pussy showing! The only person to ever see that part of me was my momma when she changed my diapers, and Jared.”
    I paused when I thought about my mom. What would she think about her little girl dressing up like this and going to a BDSM club? I looked up to the ceiling said a silent prayer to my mom in heaven. Please don’t think bad of me, momma. I just want to break out of this shell. I missed my mom more than anything. It had been several years since she was taken from us too soon due to breast cancer.
    “Ashley, you can and you will. Just go with it. I promise you that you will find it very... exciting .”
    “You, Kelly, are a freak, but I love you.” She smiled at me before spinning on her heel and walking next door to her room.
    “You’ll see!” she said in sing-song.
    I picked up the black stockings and glided them up my legs before clipping them into the garter belts. I slid my feet into the very tall, very expensive Manolo’s, then turned to face myself in the mirror.
    Who the hell is this girl staring back at me?
    Kelly walked back in and handed me a large black trench coat. She looked me up and down for a moment eyeing the entire ensemble now that I was completely dressed.
    “You look like a sexy vixen, Ashley. Your trainer is going to be knocked off his feet. Dominic better have extra security because all the doms at the club are going to want to get a piece of you!” Kelly said with a huge smile on her face.
    I had to admit that I looked pretty good as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. I felt different, sexy. I didn’t think I had ever felt that sexy, ever. I was broken away from my thoughts when I heard the doorbell ring.
    Shit! The car is here.
    I put my arms through the long sleeves of the trench coat and crossed both sides of it across my chest before tying the belt at my waist. There. No one will be able to tell that I was half naked under it. I hesitantly walked on unsteady legs in the Manalo’s down the hall to the living room just as Kelly opened the door. On the other side stood a man dressed in a black dress shirt and black pants. I swear if the guy flexed, the shirt would rip. His dark hair was cropped short, and he had baby blue eyes. His posture hinted at an aura of authority.
    “Good evening, ladies. I am here to escort Ms. Carter to the club. I’m Drake Loreno, I am part of the security team for Dominic and Knox.”
    I saw Kelly’s reaction at the mention of Knox’s name. I had only seen the man once, and that was when I was being escorted from the club.
    “Will Knox be there tonight?” Kelly asked not so nonchalantly.
    “Yes, ma’am, but he won’t be working security or playing this weekend. He is assisting with the sub training.”
    Kelly smiled and nodded her head. “Well, I am going to go get dressed, Ash. I’ll see you at the club?”
    I nodded to her and she took off down the hall to her room. I turned and Drake