Ember stood in the center of the dark room wearing a matching black lacy bra and panty set. Her clothes were in a neat pile on a small table in the corner of them room, exactly as instructed. Her breaths were coming in short, fast; nervous whispers and she dared not make a sound other than that.
The faint sound of a door opening and closing reached her ears and Ember fought the urge to turn around or cover herself. She remained as still as she could, looking straight ahead into the soft darkness of the room. Light footsteps approached her and she shivered in anticipation.
"Ember," he breathed tasting every letter of her name, "You look stunning my pet."
She could hear the approval in his voice and a slight smile crept onto her face. She loved to please him, and also sometimes to vex him as well. It depended on her mood really and on his. Sometimes both their pleasures were found in punishment. Not this time though, this time was their first physical time being intimate together.
All of their previous time together had been online and while it was pleasing it didn't compare to being face to face.
Ember wondered if his heart was beating as fast as hers. She could already feel a slight sensation beginning to take place just from the sound of his voice. He stood right behind her, his light touch on the small of her back.
"I am very pleased by your choice of clothing and I'm going to very much enjoy destroying them my little slut," he said into her ear.
She wanted to melt into his arms and just let him have his way with her but Ember did her best to hold herself together at least for the time being. He slipped around in front of her so she could see him fully. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting pants and no shirt. Their eyes met and Ember saw in his a flicker of sly amusement that made her wonder what he had planned.
"I have a gift for you my pet," he said reaching into his pocket and holding up a soft black collar with the word slut and a tiny metal loop on it. "When you wear this you are mine and you will do as I ask of you without question or I will punish you."
Ember couldn't help but smile, she wanted to jump up and down with excitement. A collar meant everything to her, it meant she was truly and completely his. He could see the excitement in her eyes and knew what it meant to her to receive her very own collar.
"Go ahead Ember, speak freely and do what it is you need to do," he told her with a smile.
He didn't have to tell her again, she threw her arms around him feeling the hardness of his chest, "Thank you so much Master I love it and will wear it proudly."
"Would you like to wear it now my pet?" he asked her moving his hand into her long hair and pulling her back slightly so they were face to face once more.
Ember looked into his eyes pleading with her own, "Yes Master I very much want to see how it feels and looks on me."
She moved her hair for him and he fastened it around her neck, making sure it was tight enough. Ember bit her lip out of nervousness waiting for his approval.
He roughly ran his thumb over her bottom lip, "You know what biting your lip does to me my pet." His hands were in her hair again and he kissed her hard.
Yes she knew exactly what it did to him and what it made him want to do to her.
Breathless he pulled away from her and she smiled slightly just enough for him to catch. He backed away a few steps to get a good look at her.
"Be careful my slut you are walking a fine line. Remember the rules when you wear that collar unless you want me to punish you." He took another step back, "Oh and you might not enjoy the punishment as much as you seem to think you will."