Giant-Sized Sub

You fixed the most piercing gaze you could into her eyes, "You may call me 'master,' I will call you 'pet,' and if you are a good pet I will let you grow some more. If you are a bad pet, you will be punished!"

An excited smile crossed Carrie's face. "I always wanted to have someone to take over and do all the thinking for me! What shall your pet do for you first, Master?" She wiggled her now olympian ass in a giddy and girlish fashion. She nealed down before her new master and glanced shyly at him.

It was a very strange and even funny image to see such a powerful and intimidating woman acting so **** and submissive.

You walked to Carrie's 'toy chest,' and pulled out a long-neglected prop which had always been impractically large for your previous role plays.

"Master's first task for his pet, she will submit to being collared!" You announce authoritatively.

Her grin widened and she bowed her head and turned her hair aside to expose her neck. "Pet lives to please her master! Please collar me and claim me as your pet!"

You savored the moment, gently caressing her neck as you brought the fasteners of the two ends of the collar together. Before you buckled them together you give her a kiss in the last bit of skin between the buckles. Finally, the collar finished enclosing her neck.

As the collar was fastened she let out a small delighted gasp. It was still slightly loose around her neck. Good, she had room to grow into it!

She leaned back and gave you a pout. "I am claimed, Master! But, pet is bored. What can pet due to earn Master's favor?"