Chapter 63 - 63

I laughed at how much that sounded like Reed. "Okay, thank you. Be sure to let him know that you are well within the hour range."

I accepted the package and set it down on the couch after adding a few dollars from me to that tip. He thanked me profusely then left me to tear open the box and reveal a beautiful green skintight dress that probably stopped about midway down my thigh. Underneath it was just one lacy thong in bright red and a set of ‘fuck me' heels that I would never have otherwise tried to walk in, although, I knew better than to complain about them to Reed.

So instead, I called Reed to thank him.

"It's not a problem, little one. I like picking out your clothes you know I've been wanting to," Reed said his tone purring with satisfaction at my gratitude.

"I know that. I'm just curious as to how you knew I was going tonight and why would you pick out my clothes when you aren't even going to be able to see them."

"Jordan called and asked my permission to take you as you should have done," he said warningly.

"I'm sorry, Sir. You're right. I just got really excited and I forgot. I'm not used to all of this yet," I apologize immediately.

"I understand, Mia. Instead of saying you're in trouble, I'm going to say don't do it again. As for the clothes, it's a lot better than what you wore the last time. Not to mention, after everything that had happened I wasn't even sure if you'd kept the clothes you bought. I wouldn't have been surprised with how mad you were if you had burned them," he said with a teasing laugh.

I smiled. "I didn't, Sir. But I like this one better and if it'll please you to know I'm wearing this, then I will."

"Good, girl," he praised me.

We hung up and I rushed to my room and changed fast.

The green dress looked amazing on me as I'm sure Reed was aware it would. It brought out the red in my hair and made my skin glow and the bodice clung to my breasts and every curve. There was no way I could have worn a bra even if he had left one for me seeing as the back dipped so low that I was sure you could see the top of the thong that I wore.

I did my hair and makeup in record time and was sitting on the couch waiting anxiously for Lizzie and Jordan to come pick me up. I jumped up and began pacing when they didn't show up in ten minutes.

By twenty minutes I had begun rearranging the movies on the shelves in alphabetical order and I was at H when I heard a knock on my door. I hurried to answer finding Master Jordan on the other side, looking way too handsome for his own good, with Lizzie by his side who looked gorgeous as always.

Her dress was a bright red which complimented her blond hair to its fullest was a lot more scandalous than mine. It had a short skirt that stopped at her upper thighs and only two pieces of fabric to come up and cover her breasts, then wrapped around her neck leaving both her sides and most of her stomach bare.

"Lizzie, you forgot your clothes," I said to her.

I tried to look shocked as my eyes traveled over her outfit. However, she just smiled brightly. I raised an eyebrow at her wondering why she hadn't risen to the bait like she normally would. Until I saw Lizzie look at Jordan for a second and waited until he nodded before she spoke and I realize that this was the first time I'd actually seen them in the Dom/sub roles. As odd as it was to watch her this way, it gave me a sense of relief knowing I could take my cues from her as to how to behave tonight at the club, maybe I can keep out of trouble.

"Master picked them out tonight. I love the shade, but yes I do agree that I need a little more cover," she crossed her arms and pouted a bit.

"The only concession he'd give me was the choker he bought for me today."

She lifted her head and showed me a gorgeous choker that was made from metal loops that held a key and two hearts in the front clasps of it.

At her whiny tone, Jordan lifted his eyebrow at her causing her to look down and I could tell she was trying really hard to look ashamed. Although none of us believed she was really truly sorry. Which was why, on the way down the steps, Jordan gave her a sharp smack on her bottom causing her to jump and turn around while she rubbed her bottom.

"Watch yourself, sub, or that won't be the last spanking you get tonight," he growled menacingly.

I could see the amusement in his eyes as she glared at him and there was a moment of silence as they stared at each other before Lizzie's eyes dropped to the ground in submission.

"I'm sorry, Sir," she said softly.

I had a moment of disbelief at how easily she submitted to him. A sight I never would have believed if I had not seen it for myself.

He touched her cheek and lifted her chin, so she would meet his eyes and gave her a gentle kiss indicating she was forgiven, then motioned for us to get into his car parked out front. I got in before Lizzie, trying my hardest to not show my underwear off to Jordan as I climbed haphazardly into my seat.

"Green, nice. Reed really knows how to pick them out," Jordan said appreciatively.

He gave me a smile and a wink once he came in behind the wheel and my cheeks brightened knowing I had been unsuccessful in my endeavor to keep my underwear hidden.

Lizzie shook her head. "Give it up, Mia. Wait until you get to the club. There's not much these people won't see. Might as well stow the shyness here in the car."

I nodded knowing she was right and took a fortifying breath.. I hoped vehemently that I didn't do anything to embarrass myself or anyone else and I found myself wishing I had waited until Reed was here.