They drove off, a normal couple to the outsider. Nobody knew of the secret bond between them. She was dressed in a mini skirt and a flimsy, semi-opaque blouse. Arriving at the mall, he said to her: “Desire, you go into the shop, dresser cabin, take your thong off and put these in you. Then you stuff the thong after them & take the bra off.” With these words he handed her a pair of love beads. Her facial expression changed, he had used the secret name – she was to obey. “Yes, master.” She did as instructed, carefully watching her position that he could see her through the gap. Slightly aroused and blushed she bought something and left the shop. In the car he gave her her collar. “Wear it.” Without a word she put the collar on and they continued their journey. She knew, he had something planned. In her thoughts she wondered what would come next and when it would happen. The game had started – he was the master, she was the slave – for as long as the journey lasted.