The Slave Earns Her Master's Collar
The slave enters the bedroom wearing the black pleather bustier her Master has requested. Her black thighhigh stockings are attached and as instructed she is not wearing any panties. The outfit goes perfectly with her matching black pleather lace up boots and is a very fitting one for a slave. Upon entering she feels her Master's eyes devouring the sight of her. She kneels for her Master taking her place knowingly on the floor at his feet ready to receive his collar. Her Master stands above watching her obedience as she awaits the symbol of her submission to him. Moving behind her, his hands grasp her shoulders, squeezing them before moving lightly along to the nape of her neck. He lifts her hair in one hand revealing the soft smooth flesh while the fingertips of his other hand trace lightly across and down her back. She shudders at the sensation, one of many her Master is so good at giving her. He wastes no time bringing the black leather collar to her neck wrapping it around and securing it. Whispering in her ear he tells her, "This collar is a symbol of your submission to me as your only Master. You're not to wear this collar for another or submit yourself in any way to any other Master. Can you comply with this command my slave?"
"Yes my Master," she acknowledges. He reminds her that any failure to obey her Master would result in a severe punishment along with the possibility of having her collar taken away and her being his slave no more. Giving her a firm slap on her ass he asks, "Do you understand my slave?"
"Yes master, I do," she attentively replies. "Very good, then let's proceed."
"Now you will show your submission to your Master by serving him," he tells her. "How shall I serve you my Master?" she asks inquisitively. Her Master moves in front of her and immediately she is answered with the presence of his hard cock hovering in front of her face. She wishes to reach for it but she restrains awaiting her Master's permission. "I would like to see how good my slave is with her mouth."
"Yes Master, as you wish," she replies readily. "Take your Masters cock in your hand slave," he commands her. She eagerly reaches up wrapping her hand around his shaft gripping it and feeling how hard it is. "Now kiss your Master's cock slave," he says with a forceful gentleness. She moves forward still on her knees bringing her full soft lips to the tip of his hardness kissing it passionately. "Now let me see your tongue slave." Obeying her mouth slowly opens letting her tongue slip out between her wet parted lips. "Lick the tip of your Master's cock slave," and with that command she begins licking, swirling her silky tongue quickly around the swollen tip.
"That's it my slave, show your Master how good you are with that tongue. Let me see that tongue wag across the underside." She obeys bringing her tongue underneath and pressing up against the underside of his head wagging it side to side.