It is amazing how a simple necklace brought back such a vivid memory. But then, this was not just a simple necklace. This necklace was a gold neck-ring that had a gold disk with initials engraved on it. But while this one looked normal, it was different. The initials on it were not hers, SKE, but Paul's PLC, and more importantly, this one had two closed loops on the ends with the holes just big enough for the shank of the small lock that came with it. It was a special present from Paul, but there was a string attached. No, it was more like a rope.
If Sally accepted it, by putting it on and locking it before the reception tonight, it would mean that she had agreed to give her body to Paul for the weekend. Paul had promised to make her totally helpless and to take her to new heights. Sally was very nervous; on the one hand, the idea scared her. While she trusted Paul, this was something else. On the other hand, just the thought of being at the mercy of Paul thrilled her so much that it made her wet between the legs.
The phone interrupted her thoughts. It was Paul. He was running late and wanted her to meet him downstairs so they would not be late for the reception. He was about 15 minutes away. It was now time to make her decision. Sally put the gold ring around her neck, slid the ring around almost to the front, and picked up the small gold lock. Holding the lock upside down, she slipped the shank of the lock up, through the loop on the right side and then, turning the lock back right side up, down through the loop on the left. With a deep sigh, Sally carefully put one finger on the shank of the lock and her thumb on the bottom of the lock, then slowly squeezed. There was a snap, the lock shut, and the electricity ran down her spine and directly to her sex. There. It was done. No backing out now, though, deep in her heart, she knew that she would do it all along. The sound of the closing of the lock, without being "forced", was admitting that she wanted to be "owned".
Sally arranged the lock to the back of her neck, under her hair where it would not be visible. She quickly freshened her lipstick and grabbed her purse, and out the door she went. As she waited for the elevator to arrive, she looked at herself in the mirrored door to make sure that the lock did not show. She did not look any different, but she knew that she was different, inside, because she wore it. When she got to the lobby, Paul was just coming in the door. They embraced, and Paul reached up to Sally's neck and fingered the disk.
Paul smiled deeply and said, "Shall we go?"
Sally felt ten feet tall as they walked out to the car. The evening went very well. At first, Sally thought that all the eyes of the reception were centered on her neck, but later, she realized that no one was even aware of it. There were many women in attendance who wore similar necklaces and Sally wondered if any of theirs had a lock. Somehow, she doubted it. Throughout the entire evening, Paul treated her with the utmost respect. It was hard for Sally to realize that, in just a few days, Paul would take over her whole body. That was one of the things that she loved about Paul. In their sex life, Paul was the master and Sally the submissive but, at all other times they were both equals in the relationship. Paul could enter and leave his role as master, at will.
The reception lasted until late, and Sally had a big day at the office on Thursday, so they decided that Paul would not come up that night. On the drive to her apartment, Paul ordered her to bring some outdoor clothes with her on Friday night, as well as her old English dress.
As Sally walked into her apartment, she was thinking about what Paul had said, and trying to figure out what he had in mind for their time together. It was obvious to her that he had plans, and he had definitely noticed the necklace. What did he have planned that required outdoor clothes, and a past Halloween costume?
She continued to puzzle about it as she got ready for bed. As usual, she went to her dressing table and removed those blue topaz earrings, the rings from her fingers and, without thinking, reached under her hair to release the necklace. Her fingers encountered the lock, and she remembered that she could not take it off. She continued to undress, then slipped her nightshirt over her head. She turned off the lights and got into bed. She lay there, fingering the necklace because it felt unnatural. Sally could not remember ever wearing any jewelry to bed. She always removed it all and put it back on in the morning. Even the ring that Paul had given her, which she wore on the left ring finger, came off at night. She had probably worn earrings to bed when her ears were first pierced, but that was when she was young, and she had no memory of it.
