"You heard him precious, do you want another orgasm?"
"Oh God YES....." I said through panted breath.
"Then you must ask his permission. Ask him if you can cum on my fingers."
She never stopped her manipulations on my body, I had no choice, I had to cum, she just wouldn't stop. In a very shy, small voice I asked her Master "May I cum?" I know he barely heard me, but as I glanced in the mirror, I could see a slow smile cross his face. I knew he was pleased.
"Yes, precious, you may cum." His voice, and her fingers and the kissing was just too much. I came so hard laying there in her arms, it is a good thing she was holding me, or I would have slid right out of the seat. After my orgasm subsided, she held me close until we reached our destination.
When we arrived at their home, he escorted both of us into the house, and straight to what I thought would be a spare bedroom, but it was a dungeon. I was not afraid, I knew I would not be hurt by them, but it was intimidating to me. I walked around and looked at the array of floggers, paddles, restraints, crops, and whips that adorned the wall in this room. This was a rather large room, and from the looks of it, I thought maybe it was originally the master suite for the house. I continued to look around the room and noticed a king size bed with restraints attached to the head and foot boards. These restraints were black leather cuffs with chains attaching them to the bed. These chains had a device on them that allowed for a tight stretching effect to the person restrained, or plenty of slack for mobility. I got very wet at the thought of being restrained to the bed, but then again, I was already wet.
As I looked around the room further, I saw various instruments of punishment, and pleasure. But, what I saw next, stopped me dead in my tracks. On a wall in front of me were two collars. One was white leather with a diamond clustered flower embedded in it. I knew that one was for the Brunette beauty that I was incredibly fond of. But, the other one was black, brushed suede with a small pendant on it. I could clearly read what was written in the heart shaped pendant. It was "precious". I knew that one was for me.
This was more than what I expected....I was shocked into stillness. I felt a brush of his shoulder as he passed me not saying one word, and took the white collar from its place on the wall, and he turned to Diane, she was already on her knees bowing before him. He held the collar out to her lips and she kissed it. Then he placed the collar on her neck where it belonged, and was quite beautiful. She remained on her knees, with her eyes downcast, not daring to speak a word.
By this time, my mouth had fallen open slightly at what I saw. I knew she had undying devotion to this man, and I yearned to feel that for someone. The man walked past me back to the wall and carefully, almost ceremoniously took the black collar off the wall and turned toward me. I stood fixed in my place, completely unable to move. He stopped in front of me and began to speak to me in an incredible voice that just melted me.
"This is your scening collar that I had made for you. This means that while you wear this collar you are mine, and mine alone. My slave will have access to you, but only under my direction. You will not be harmed to the point of permanent marks. You will have bruises or whelps from the floggings or paddling that I will administer to you. You will obey me without question. You will endure what I administer without complaint. You will crave my touch, and if I permit it, you will beg for more. You will have two safe words, one will simply mean "slow down please". The other is "Stop the scene." Your first safe word is Yellow for slow down, and the last is Red for Stop, two words that will be easy to remember. If you use 'Red', the scene, as far as you are concerned, will be stopped and you will be remanded to a stool in the corner for the duration of the time with my slut. Anything you need physically, you will ask me for it. You may speak with my slave only during "breaks" and when I instruct it. While you wear this collar, I am your Master, but when you take it off, I will be to you as I am now. Do you understand everything that I have said?"
"Yes," I reply with a rather weakened voice.
