I sent a photo of myself to my Master wearing a white skirt, white top and white sandals. He said "Ms B you look great but White dresses are for pure girls and as far as I know you aren't that pure. In fact you're a little slut" So he says that I need to go to the ladies and take my panties off and keep it in my handbag for the rest of the work day and that I may put them back on when I get back from work in the afternoon. I gasped.....OMG!!!!! "Yes Master!" I replied as I was thinking what in the world am I going to do. I can't go without panties at work, but then again it sounds like so much fun. Maybe I could tell Master that I did take it off but actually still have it on. And at that moment my phone vibrates with a new incoming message from Master. It read "And my sweet little slut I'll need to see proof!" Now I am totally fucked. So I went to the ladies and took it off my little red g-string and sent a photo to my Master. He replied with "mmmm.... Like all good sluts you were wearing a g-string" I headed to my car, feeling the air coming in from under my skirt and brushing against my pussy. I took a pull of my cigarette as my phone vibrates again. Master was sending me photos of himself and OMW! As if I wasn't wet enough already. He also told me what he would like to do with me, when he get's his hands on my body. I pulled my skirt up, used my hand to spread my pussy lips, and sent him a pic of my pussy which was completely creamed by then, This was his message back to me: "Such a good slut! You look creamed up an ready for a good fuck. I wanna bend you over your car bonnet, lift your dress up to reveal your pussy and shove my hard cock into you while pulling your hair. Push myself in as deep as I can. Fuck you with that skin slapping sound as my hips hit your ample bottom. Grabbing your nipples twisting it and pulling it. Reaching for your clit and rub it. Fucking you harder and faster until I shudder and fill you with warm cum. Pulling out slowly. Pulling your dress back down. Turn you around and kiss you deeply. Then taking your hand in mine as we go for a walk. As we walk the juices drip down your thighs, so you can feel what a bad baaaad girl you are." Gasping for air in my car I tried to get my racing heartbeat under control and also my troubled pussy. I got out and went back inside to my office when my boss calls me and says I have to go meet with a client. On the way there Master phones me and starts talking dirty. By the time I reach the client's office I am soaking wet. Fuck! The wetness between my legs was so distracting. I had to force myself to focuss on what the client was talking about. What a sexy day that was...