Play for the collar

“I’m very big into battling for dominance” the neko femboy’s message says. “And while you might be fun to submit to, what Id love is to beat you, collar you, and force your submission. Would you be up for that, little sissy?”

His message ended, and you were blushing at the thought. You could tell he was trying to antagonize you into the battle, and maybe it did work a little. You responded that it was on, and started chatting to figure out both the details and promotions for the pages.

In the end, it was decided he’d host for a Saturday evening to night stream to maximize views. He sent you a kink list to mark any hard limits, witch you filled out.

Everything set, it was time to pick your outfit. You weren’t sure what to go with, as you wanted something that could portray confidence and sexiness if, no, when you told yourself, when you win, without it looking like you were trying too hard. Shit, after all you’ve done, this might be the most nervous you’ve been yet before a stream.