I am Mistress Raven's Pet Pt. 03
I walked to my car proudly wearing my collar and the lipstick Mistress had branded me with. It took a few moments to adjust the chastity cage inside my pants when I sat down in order to allow me to drive with some level of comfort. I was tired. My body was throbbing and humming and numb all at the same time. My initial thought was to get home, have some food and figure out how to live in a collar and a cage. While I drove, I recalled the last two days. As I went through all the things I joyously endured to please my Mistress, my pride grew. I was a few blocks from home when I realized I wanted to advertise my pride in being owned by Mistress Raven. I turned into the neighborhood grocery store parking lot and went in. I roamed the aisles slowly. Some people didn't see me, being shrouded within their own world. Others looked away in awe, possibly in fear and possibly in shame for me. Others struggled with staring and avoidance. This last group was the most fun to follow and get clo...