His Actions Speak For Him

"A pet, huh?"

As he says that, he gives her nipple a little more of a twist.

"..yes, that's right," she answers.

His hand leaves her nipple and runs down the arch of her back.

"What would you do for me as a pet?"
"Anything you want."

After she answers, he lowers his hand further, placing it on her ass. He rubs it slowly.

"Would you have any will of your own as my pet?"
"No, I wouldn't," she purrs, "I'd be at your mercy."

Suddenly, he raises his hand a little and slaps her on the ass.

"Ooh. That hurts...so good."
"I thought you'd like that," he answers, "You looked like the type who enjoys to be dominated."
"Oh yeah, I do. But I can't just do that for any guy who comes along."
"I wouldn't like you as much if you did."

With that, he pokes his finger into her cunt. The sudden sensation causes her to purr excitedly and close her eyes.

Seeing his chance, he reaches under the bench and pulls out the leash he had taped under the bench previously. He presses the button on it to open the collar as she begins to open her eyes again.

Taking his opportunity, he pulls his finger out of her cunt and grabs her by the hair, forcing her to raise her head. As she is drawn back to reality, he places the collar around her neck and snaps it on.

"I'm not as dumb as I may look to you," he says, "I was just waiting for one of you ladies to come out. Obviously, you now belong to me."

"Oh no," she says with mock fear, "I don't know if I can take it."