A black choker

Inside the box is nothing but a black choker, positioned on a red, velvet pillow.
You pick it up. It has small silver spikes on the outside, it seems to be made of leather. A clasp is at the back, allowing it to be opened or closed, as well as its size being ajusted.
On closer inspection, you see some words carved into the inner side of the leather.

"Lust is a tool, desire, a trap."

You shake your head. Sounds kind of meaningless. Yet, something feels...off about the choker.
Althoug it seems to be made of leather, it feels heavy in one second, light in the other. Its colder then you´d think, and it seems to be begging you to be put on.

You play with the thought. You´ve never been the type of girl to wear a choker, while you do have a kinky side, you dont really live it out, and keep it to yourself. Besides, you wonder how your roommates would react to you wearing such a thing.
But on the other side...maybe this would ne something for one of your roommates. Maybe the box wasnt even meant for you. You live with another girl, Kate, and two boys, Ethan and John. Maybe one of them would have a use for it?

But still, something about the choker seems to ask you to put it on, just to see how it feels for a second.