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Chapter 28 by Manbear Manbear

Is this lovely thing taken right away, or do the chains and collar come into play first?

Collar and chains of course

“I absolutely did, Miss Miller.” I chuckle like an evil villain in a cartoon, “It was a bit of a splurge to buy all three of you, but your mother and I have a long history.” I close the distance between us as I pull out the collar and manacles that arrived this morning. “The elegant Dame Alisynn is almost as tempting now as she was twenty years ago when she rejected my suit so she could marry your dad.”

“I didn't know ...”

“No matter, I have her now and her pretty daughters too.” I show Alison the leather collar and I see my young prize bite her lip nervously. “You look like her when she was younger ... the same lovely eyes.”

“Don't do this Lord Patterson.” I smile as I hear her pointless pleas. In spite of her objections, she lets me buckle the leather strap around her pale throat and clip the lead to the D-ring in front.

“You make a lovely little pet, my dear.” I tug experimentally on the lead and my prize has **** but to take a small step closer. “But **** girls don't wear fancy dresses like this do they?”

“No ... Oh please ... no man has seen me ... not like that.” Again, in spite of her protests, she doesn't fight me when I slip the thin spaghetti straps off her smooth shoulders and tug the silky black dress until it pools around her ankles. She covers her round tits with her hands, but I don't mind. Wearing only her high heels and lacy black panties and with the collar around her neck Alison looks for all the world like a prize right out of Sparrowhawk's novels and covering herself modestly like that feels right in character.

“Give me your wrists, Miss Miller.” I tell her firmly, “Until I have you property broken in, I'm going to have to take some basic precautions.” She shakes her head and I even see tears forming in the corners of my lovely tenant's eyes, but when I take first one arm and slip it through a leather manacle and then the other and tighten the straps until the wristband fit snuggly around her slender wrists. I clip the two manacles to the lead about eight inches below the collar and step back to admire the view.

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“Mmmm, You're the best of the lot.” Even though this is just a make-believe fantasy, Alison seems pleased by the compliment. Then her eyes lift shyly to meet mine.

“What are you going to do to me?”

It's a good question. What's first for my pretty little ?

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