She gets taken herself

Elisabeth wandered out of the ride with the collar in her hand and wasn't sure what to do with it. It felt a bit wrong to use it on one of the other guests. While she still was playing with it in her hands, suddenly she could hear an excited male voice next to her.

"Hey is that a **** collar," a man maybe ten years older, said.

"I think," Elisabeth said and showed it to him. "Not sure what to do with it," she said.

"What if we put it on you?"

"Me?" she looked at him without knowing what to say. In some way, it felt exciting but she also wasn't sure if it wasn't a bad idea. "Okay, but only for a bit," she said.

"Sure," the guy said. "Just tell me when I should take it off."

He put the collar around her neck and almost instantly a wave of energy, slightly painful, rushed through her body. She stiffened up and a moment later relaxed again.

"How can I serve you, master," she said.

"Wow, this works well," he said with a grin. "Gonna be a lot of fun with you. By the way, what's your name?" Elisabeth opened to respond but he made a waving gesture. "Nah, not important, just forget it."

A little jolt went through her body and a moment later she realized that she had forgotten her name.

"I just gonna call you ****," he said. "Maybe we can try out some rides before getting you dressed properly? I think there is a ride where ladies can get a makeover of the special kind."

He lead her towards a ride in the distance and arriving there, the operator, a mixed-race girl with red hair called Faye asked if they both wanted to ride.
The guy told her that only Elisabeth, who was following him on the leash, was riding, which the girl confirmed with a nod.