As soon as they got back to the flat that evening Samantha made Jessica strip off again to her underwear. With the chastity belt in place there was no need for panties anymore, and Jessica was soon walking around the flat in just a bra, stockings and suspenders following orders from Samantha who was sat on the leather sofa.
"Can you cook slave?" Samantha asked as Jessica fetched a single glass of cold white wine.
"Very much so Mistress, I've been cooking for myself since I was a teenager."
"Very well. It's thankfully Friday tomorrow so I want you to have a rummage through the cupboards and draw up a shopping list. We'll get it over the weekend so you can cook me dinner." Samantha said. "For ease we'll get take away again tonight, although I could send you to the shop like that I guess."
Jessica looked nervously at Samantha who laughed. "Don't worry, I'll give you a robe to put on when you go downstairs and collect the food, I'll even give you the key to the lift if you don't misbehave!"
Jessica smiled at that news, the thought of the stairs tonight filed her with dread for some reason. She knew others lived in the building and she reckoned it was only a matter of time until she bumped into someone during one of Samantha's little power games.
"Thank you Mistress," she said softly and headed off to get the menu's.
However when the take away arrived Samantha grinned wickedly as she held out a robe. Jessica smirked as she threw it on, the shear black material was completely see through and showed everything underneath it. The short robe just about reached down to the tops of her legs and Samantha could barely stop herself from laughing as she held out the lift key.
Once again the poor delivery driver nearly had a heart attack when Jessica opened the door and as Jessica got back to the flat her cheeks were flushed red with embarrassment. Samantha was unable to hold in a laugh which made Jessica almost cry, but she grabbed Jessica's face with her hands and planted a kiss on her lips.
"You are wonderful my slave, you let me do whatever I want! I do believe you were made for me," she said as she pulled away, and this made Jessica beam back at her.
They ate together this time at the table, Samantha eager to play a video on the TV as they ate.
Jessica almost spat her food out as she appeared on the screen, her legs spread widely across the chair of the office as she brazenly masturbated whilst listening to Samantha's audio recordings.
"Oh my god why did you save it Mistress!" Jessica exclaimed before she could stop herself and watched transfixed .
Samantha laughed, "It's going to be my new favourite video, I might even make it a screen saver at work," she mused.
Jessica looked up at her and giggle.
"Won't that kind of be distracting Mistress? Besides, why have the recording when I can give you a live show right now?" She said seductively.
Samantha looked down at her and laughed loudly. "Nice try slave, but I won't be letting you out that easy. Besides, I didn't say my screen saver, I was thinking yours so it reminded you of what you were missing."
Jessica cocked an eye brow at her and smiled. "I'm not going to get out of this belt easily am I Mistress."
Samantha gave her a wicked grin and shook her hear.
"I can guarantee my dear that the arousal you feel now is only the tip of the iceberg compared to what you will be put through in the coming days, weeks, months and hopefully years." Samantha said.
Jessica didn't say anything, instead she struggled to hold her bottom lip still as a tear escaped down her cheek.
"I hope its years as well Mistress." she said quietly.
Pushing her chair back from the table Samantha stood up and held out a hand to Jessica.
"Follow me slave," she said softly.
Jessica reached out and gently gripped the hand of her Mistress as Samantha led her into the main bedroom and told her to kneel on the floor.
"I was going to save these for a while, but it seems right to give it to you now," she said picking up a small box of her bedside table and turning round to the kneeling woman.
As Samantha opened the box Jessica gasped at the sight of the solid silver collar and matching manacles. The collar was beautifully simple, shaped to fit around the neck like a modern piece of jewellery whilst wide enough to catch the eye. A small solid ring hung off the front, with a matching one located at the back. Each manacle was a solid silver bracelet, around an inch thick with two rings on either side.
"Mistress," Jessica gasped. "It's beautiful."
"You have seen them before?" Samantha asked. "Maybe advertised in one of my magazines?"
Jessica nodded unable to take her eyes off the metal device.
"Then you know that once these are on," Samantha started.
"They never come off," Jessica finished smiling up at her Mistress.
"At least not without going to the supplier where the specialist removal equipment is, and that's the other side of the country." Samantha said nodding back at Jessica and putting the box on the side, picked up the collar.
Walking behind Jessica, who helped by lifting her long blond hair clear of her neck Samantha lowered the item around Jessica's throat.
"Are you sure slave? Last chance," Samantha asked.
"I'm positive Mistress," Jessica responded.
"You pledge to serve me, your Mistress, in any way I want?"
"Anything Mistress," Jessica said breathing heavily.
Samantha pushed the two ends of the device closed, and they both heard the deafly click of the deadlock as it permanently locked the collar snugly around Jessica's throat.
Jessica reached up and touched the permanent addition to her body, as Samantha came round and sat on the edge of her bed. Samantha held up the first manacle and Jessica held out her arm as the bracelet was locked in place, followed by the second. Jessica couldn't help but smile as the final lock clicked permanently shut.
Reaching forward Samantha grasped the small ring and gave it a pull towards her, tugging Jessica with it as she gave out a slight grunt. She clipped on a small silver chain, holding the end in her hand.
