We’re standing in the living room area, holding glasses of wine and making light conversation with the people around us.

I’ve dressed as you desired tonight: a black, low cut, thigh high and form fitting silk dress. You want the others to admire me as you hook your arm around my waist.

Discreetly, you pull up the back of my dress to see if all the other men staring at me is making me wet. The you stop.

“Young lady, where are your panties?!” you hiss at me angrily. “I bought those especially for tonight.”

“I, um, I forgot to put them on, Sir”, I answer quietly.

“Nice try… I’m not buying that one! I laid your outfit for tonight FOR you! I KNOW the panties were there!” You roughly grab my hand and we weave through the people to find the Host.

Standing before him, you say to me, “Now, tell him what a naughty girl you’ve been, Krissy. I don’t think that he will appreciate your unladylike behaviour!”

I gulp because you’ve spoken rather loudly and people around us are starting to stare. “I’m sorry, Sir. I had the indecency to come to your party without any panties on under my dress. It would have been very rude of me if someone had gotten a peek at my private parts.”

The Host looks at you and then says, “Very well. I cannot allow such a dirty girl to remain unpunished while under my roof!