Her New Collar

As Anya waited, David retied the leather at the collar's back, adjusting the length of the short chain.

"How is the fit?" he asked.

"It's really nice, your adjustment helped." Anya reach up and stroked the the front of the collar she wore. She knew what it was, but it was discreet enough that it just looked like a fashionable necklace. Meaning she could wear it all the time. And that's what David has asked her to do.

"I'll see you tonight", she said as she walked out the door, shutting it behind her. She didn't see it but knew he was smiling.

Around 9:30 she was at her counter, making bread, but thinking about the collar. She had told everyone it was a necklace made by her husband doing some leather braiding. It was a beautifully done set of short leather cords woven into her necklace. People looked at it, as was her expectation, and she enjoyed the compliments. No one seemed to notice anything unusual. Almost no one.

Her boss's husband had stopped by. He was a tall man around 35. And very good looking. He had noticed the collar, complimented her on it and asked her if it had any meaning.

She had told him no, just something her husband made for her.

Looking in her eyes, he said "Are you sure, maybe he meant something by it even if you didn't know it?" and smiled at her in a knowing way.

She looked back, doing her best to keep her face neutral, and said "If that were true, I wouldn't know it, would I?" and smiled also. But it was a nervous smile. She had started to get flustered at the thought that this attractive man would guess. Flustered and aroused.

"Fair enough," he said, then laughed and looked up as his wife walked out.

Her boss waved goodbye to Anya, and they left.

Anya noticed she was wet. She tried to focus on work, but that was even harder than it had been.

She arrived home a little before David, and got cleaned up. She thought about asking the kids what they wanted for dinner, but then remembered that it was a working Saturday so her in-laws were watching them. And this time all night. That was why David had chosen this morning to put on the collar. The collar felt just a little tighter, but she thought maybe that was because she felt flushed, hot. Aroused. He had better hurry back from work himself.

She went into the bedroom, stripped and started to put on make-up. The lipstick went on last, red just as David has requested. More than requested. She went to her drawer and got out a short black babydoll nightie and slid into it. Just then she heard the door, so she lay down on the bed, on her side with her head in her hand. She knew it was a pretty standard pose, but she also knew he liked it.

She waited for longer than she thought she would. Had he forgotten their plans? Getting a little irritated she started to get up, then saw the door knob turn. In he walked, obviously having had a quick shower. He was clean, a little wet and wearing the silky black boxers she had gotten him. Her irritation vanished.

He walked into the room without saying anything and then knelt next to the bed and kissed her. She liked it like this, deep and passionate, his lips brushing hers with a little pressure and then working up to more intensity. Soon his tongue was in her mouth and his hands and fingers caressed her body. She was wet again. Again? Yes, she had gotten wet earlier today while being looked over by her boss's husband. Why was she starting to wonder about his cock, even though she knew it would be big. Just then her husband's hand pulled at the collar a bit, and her mind snapped into reality. She was here with her husband, and now his teeth were on her neck.

His lips starting covering her neck, then moving further down along with his hands. She lay there, feeling his lips and tongue on her breast, coating her nipple with his saliva. Hot, slightly sticky.

Then he stood up and crossed the room. Why, she thought, was he stopping? It was feeling so good!

"Hey, what are you doing?" Anya asked.

He walked back over with a camera from the dresser, and knelt down beside her. He looked in the camera, sighting until he was straight across her breast and took a few pictures.

"I'm doing what I want to do," he said. "If I must explain, I'll say that I looked across your breasts and I saw beautiful mountains, and I wanted to try to capture a picture of what I saw before I conquer them," he said.

The word conquer stuck with her a second. Hadn't he already done that? Wasn't the collar his version of a brand? She liked that idea. She felt the tingling in her pussy intensify.

He took a few pictures, and put the camera on the side table. Then went back to licking her waiting nipples. They stiffened even more. His lips glided over her breasts, sliding along the curves and making her feel fantastic. If this is what he meant by conquering, he was welcome to it.

David kept up his teasing for a few more minutes, and then started to move down her body, licking and kissing. She lay back and started to luxuriate in the feel, letting her mind wander. She began to think about her body and what she was feeling, and she began to feel hotter, wetter and more turned on. His mouth was on her pussy now, lips kissing, tongue sliding. Pushing her quickly into an orgasm, he knew her body. It was small, but a very good start to the evening.

He kept up for a while longer, he knew he could get her ready for his cock, and she wanted him. But then her mind drifted to her boss's husband, and wondered if they were having sex right now, and what it was like for her boss to feel that cock, the one she somehow knew was big, inside her. She began to think about that feeling, but then David moved, and touched the collar. Somehow it pushed the thoughts right out of her head, and she was back to him. She felt and saw him lining himself up with her, holding his hips and balancing himself on one arm. He was using the other arm and hand to play with her pussy with his cock.

After a minute or two of this, he began to just hold himself in place, teasing more, not entering. She thought he was going too slowly, and began to buck her hips to get him inside. He reached up with one hand and slipped a finger under the collar.

"Stop moving," he said, "I'm doing this".

She listened, and waited. Her hips needed to move but they didn't. Then she felt his cockhead slip past her lips and she sighed. She had been holding her breath.

He began to move, inching deeper into her. It was making her a little crazy, it was hard to control herself and wait for him, but that was the point. Wasn't it?

She almost let herself argue, but then he reach up and stroked the collar, saying "Good girl, you're doing so well".

And she knew she was doing the right thing.

Her mind began to wander for a minute, back to her boss and her husband. Picturing them fucking, picturing him holding her down and slamming into her boss's pussy harder and harder. The image shifted and she began to see herself on the bottom, herself stretched with a cock she knew had to be big. Just as this image began to really coalesce, she felt a hand at her collar, and the image vanished.

David said "Alright, let's pick up the pace", and began to thrust harder and faster.

Her mind focused on her hips. And David's cock.

After a full fifteen minutes of sliding and thrusting, him being on top the whole time with his hips holding her, they both began to pant and moan. She knew she was almost there, but it seemed as if he was too. So close.

He leaned in ever more, put one finger into the collar again and said "I'm ready, you sexy thing, I'm ready."

He started to come, and as he held the collar so did she. For the first time, they came together. It was glorious.

After a few minutes of recovering, during which she touched her pussy, and felt his come, she said "That was wonderful. Even better than I'd hoped."

David smiled and said "I had a picture in my mind of how I wanted it to go, and that was exactly what happened. Well, except I didn't think we'd come at the same time, that was a bonus."

Anya said, "The collar worked brilliantly. I tried to let my mind wander, like you asked, but then you'd bring me right back. We need to do that more often."

David asked her "So, where did you mind wander? Do we have new adventures to go on?"

Anya just smiled.