Kath had made a purchase in the city - from her bag she produced a leather dog collar and leash. She retook her seat and indicated I was to kneel before her. I watched intently as her long brown fingers unfastened the buckle and I could not resist leaning forward to kiss her hands and smell her skin.
I no longer knew what to expect from her, and half expected to receive some retribution for this act of love, but she allowed me to continue for perhaps thirty seconds.
'Chris, enough!' She pulled her hands away from me and looked deeply into my eyes. For a moment it felt like it had before - before we had bought the pair of red shoes that seemed to have led us here.
'Kath, I'm not sure this is what I want. I love you.' I said to her my voice cracking, but remaining on my knees in total supplication.
She gently stroked the side of my face and smiled sweetly. The smell from the lotion covering her smooth tan body was overpowering suddenly and her brown eyes were drowning me. I could feel my heart race and my head becoming dizzy. Again her right foot moved between my spread legs and I felt the toe of her shoe gently move up to tap my asshole and scrotum.
'I know you love me. That is why you are on your knees. I want to own you, possess you, to use you. I want you to obey me, and I want to be in control. Do you understand?' I nodded but looked away as I did so. Kath snapped my head up so her eyes locked onto mine. 'I said, do you understand?' 'Yes' I replied. 'Yes, what?'
I panicked for a moment, not wanting to displease her. The smile had gone and now she was deadly serious. 'Yes...Ma'am.'
Kath smiled. 'Good boy.' She placed the dog collar around my neck and fastened the buckle, and then clipped the leash onto the metal ring at my throat. Standing she gently tugged the leash so that I followed on all fours until we were before the full-length mirror.
I knelt beside her looking up the length of her brown body like the obedient dog I had become. I could see her admiring herself in the mirror. Her right had gripped the leash while her left stroked her belly and beautiful small tits.
'Look in the mirror' she commanded. When I did I saw that everything made sense. The collar seemed to fit me perfectly, and the tension from my neck up to her fist was enough to make my rock hard cock leak pre-cum again. My strong young body kneeling, open and vulnerable beside those long strong tan legs. Any protest seemed useless against the evidence of my desire to be in this position. To be Kath's slave. I loved her and would do anything at all to please her.
When the doorbell rang I jumped making Kath release a wicked laugh.
'Nervous?' she asked. I nodded shyly. 'Go and answer the door and bring him to me - do it slowly.' Kath unleashed me and reached for the summer dress hanging over the chair.
I went to the hallway and took a deep breath before opening the door. I caught sight of myself in the hallway mirror, completely naked except for the leather collar. For an instant I wanted out of this. I was trapped between Kath on one side and god-knows-who on the other side of the door. I imagined how my friends and family would react to see me like this, but realized that I was now in a position I really didn't know how to get out of, and also deep down didn't want to get out of.