A note and a collar

You walk over to your bed to get a closer look at what's lying there. It's a note and a studded **** collar. The collar itself is beautifully made. The studs are not ordinary studs like a cheap collar. They're made out of jade. It fastens to the back with a small lock. There's a gold ring to the front, and to the back. You assume the rear ring is for a leash, but you can only imagine what the front one might be for. It sends shivers up your spine just to pick it up and hold it in your hands. Knowing full well that curiosity killed the cat, you decide to try it on any way. You're pretty sure you don't have to lock it to try it. You put it around your neck, and hold it in place from behind as you look at yourself in the mirror, admiring how the collar looks on you.

You can't help it any more. You like the way it looks on you. You've always been more submissive than anything, and now's your chance to submit to someone else's will. Without another thought, you lock the collar in place, and smile to yourself. It won't hurt to play **** a little bit you think to yourself. Then you read the note. "I know you saw all my play toys. Put this on and come back to my room, and we'll play together. But be forewarned, once you put the collar on, there is no turning back." The note somehow seems to ass to your excitement. You have to wonder what David has in store for you. Will he turn you into a bigger slut than you are now? Will he **** you to fuck a lot of guys for money? Will he sell you to someone else after he trains you? Why do you feel this longing to find out?

You push all doubts aside, and drop your towel on the floor. You quietly open your bedroom door, and peek out into the hallway to see if anyone else is around. When you're sure the coast is clear, you step quietly out into the hallway, and quietly close your door behind you. As soon as you've taken three steps down the hall, a light suddenly floods the hallway behind you. You panic, feeling much like a cornered wild animal with nowhere to run.

"Amy, what are you doing out here?" your mother's voice calls. "Why are you naked?"