Now she have to face the outside world again.  In the nude, save for her collar.  She would be exposed in all ways.  It furthered the road to submission.  She had cleaned herself up, yet she still smelled of sex.  An despite wiping up the staining cum on her thighs. She was puffy down there.  It showed she had been used.  All the world would see it.<br/><br/>Glad of the towel, leather sticky upon the bare flesh.  As she sit down in the passenger seat.  Without being told she is already putting on the seat belt and buckling it.<br/><br/><em>"I am fine master."</em><br/><br/>Again as in the tub, she does not differentiate.  Keeping to the submissive disposition.  As in keeping to calling you master.