Something Different (Part 2)

Frederick finished His drink. sta continued nursing hers while they listened to the music being played, Hip Hop and Top 40 Frederick thought sta probably was enjoying more than He was. This was confirmed as He looked at her and saw her smiling and subtly bobbing her head to the beat. Guess it's time to remind her, she's not here to enjoy herself right now.

"you have a choice to make," He began. "you can either pick a song in the next 10 minutes and get up and dance for Me, or you can take your cellphone with you to the restroom, take a picture of your tits, and send it to Me."

Without waiting for Him to finish, sta jumped in, "i'll take the picture, Sir." (Even though the bar had a dance floor, noone was on it, and she couldn't stand the idea of dancing completely alone in public, which of course He already knew.)

"Let Me finish," He sternly replied. "If you choose to dance, I will allow you to find a partner, although it will not be Me. If you take the picture, it will be uploaded to My website as an example of what I consider perfection for the whole world to see."

she hesitated for a few seconds before answering, "i'll still take the picture, Sir."

"Then, go."

sta reached into her purse, grabbed her phone, and got up from the table. As she walked towards the restroom, she felt her stomach drop and her knees slightly weaken. she was nervous, but not overly so. she was almost ambivalent about taking the picture for Him, revealing her breasts to Him was nothing new. she, however, hadn't had a chance to figure out how she felt about them being on display. What will He say about the picture? Will He indicate it's me in any way?, she thought to herself. Calm down, sta. Just do it and trust Him.

she pushed open the bathroom door and found an empty stall. she undid the back of her dress and allowed it to slip from her shoulders. she reached down and unfastened her bra (one with the clasp in front that He liked so much). her tits exposed, she opened the phone and angled the camera lens towards her chest. After several attempts, she got a shot that contained both boobs and none of her face. Hmmm. They are nice boobs after all, aren't they?, she thought as she looked at the picture captured by the camera-phone. she entered Frederick's cellphone number and hit 'send'.

sta refastened her bra, zipped her dress back up, checked herself in the restroom mirror, and headed back out to Him, as she wondered, Well, Frederick, what's next tonight?