I hopped into the shower, making sure I had enough time to give my hair some love after my bath. The lavender-infused shampoo and conditioner were my go-to when seeing Ben; he once noted how much he liked it. After a quick dab of product and a playful tousle with my fingers, I couldn't help but grin at the outcome. Good hair days are rare and should be appreciated when they happen.
Returning to the bedroom, I stood before my closet and stared at all the outfits he had purchased for me over the last two years. I no longer shopped for myself as Ben preferred the items he selected for me, and I will admit he had a better fashion sense than me. I used only to wear jeans and a T-shirt. Though at work, I used to wear slacks, a button-down top, and a thin blazer, every day, with little to no variety. Again, zero fashion skills.
Deep down, I knew no matter what I picked out; the outfit would be short-lived once I arrived. Ben liked to dress me while he was away, as he could only see me on the multitude of cameras in the house. In person, he preferred me naked and bound. Smiling, I chose a loose-fitting dress crafted from thin, practically see-through fabric. The soft silk shrouded me in a delicate embrace as if I were enveloped by a gentle cloud with every step I took. I decided not to wear anything else save for my chastity belt and a pair of white sandals with a slight heel.
As I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, I couldn't help but be captivated by the striking contrast between my maroon hair and the sheer white dress that left little to the imagination, as the revealing fabric clearly showed everything underneath or lack thereof. The thought of being seen in such a compromising outfit in public caused my cheeks to turn red, knowing how much it would please Ben if he were with me. Running my fingers gently over the Eternity collar around my neck, I applied some extra lotion beneath the belt, uncertain of what the weekend held in store for me.
Happy with my outfit, I only grabbed my keys and cell phone. I didn't need to pack anything else for the weekend. Ben would provide everything I needed, and I would most likely be coming home with some new items for the closet and a few marks on my body.
Smirking, thinking about what Ben might do to cause those marks made me a bit wet at the thought. After locking the door, I slipped into my green Mini Cooper in the driveway. Happy that none of my neighbors were out when I walked to the car because when the sunlight hit me and I looked down, the dress was completely see-through. It looked like I walked naked to the car.
Still blushing, I put on 90's rock and started driving to Ben's house. Selecting his address in my GPS under favorites, I double-checked the route as there were so many back roads; GPS seemed to send me a different way every time.
Ben's house was tucked away in an area with more cows than human neighbors. The sparsely populated surroundings granted him the luxury of a spacious home encompassing several acres of land and a vast garden.
As I continued on my drive, my thoughts drifted back to the days before the world was plunged into a two-year freeze when none of us could have foreseen the impending chaos that awaited.
I had almost given up on meeting someone, as online dating led to many disappointments. Each date introduced me to a new species of douchebag. One chap, a true embodiment of rudeness, treated the server with contempt and kept snapping his fingers at her like she was a dog. Another pretended to be prince charming, only to expect sexual exploits to repay his superficial generosity. And let's not forget the exuberant fellow who couldn't help but regale me with tales of his ex-girlfriend's remarkable skills and how her refusal to engage in nightly blow jobs led to their ultimate demise.