Nina Gets Collared

Nina's eyes were caught on the collar. It was everything she'd ever fantasized about. Right here. Right now. Her tongue slipped from her lips and panted. It was ****. A perfectly pet-like reaction. Some of the watching men chuckled at the display.

"You want it?" Mistress L asked. Her voice was honey.

Nina squirmed in place. The naked breeze tickled between her legs. She gulped loudly and shook her head. Her eyes didn't depart from the collar for a second. It was the center of her focus.

But, Mistress L didn't seem to respond to that. She just remained in place. Standing. Watching. Waiting. had Nina done something wrong? Then she realized what it had been. That was the wrong way for a puppy girl to answer a question. She tilted her head up to bare her neck, and let out an eager bark. A display of how badly she wanted it.

That seemed to be the cue L was waiting. The Mistress strode forward and grabbed Nina's hair to hold in place. The grip was rough enough to hurt, yet that fact only made Nina want to moan. Then, Mistress L wrapped the collar tight around her neck, pulling it until the material dug into her skinny neck. There was a click when it was sealed. Some kind of lock so that Nina wouldn't be able to remove it of her own volition. She was deep in Mistress L's power now.

She sighed inwardly and closed her eyes. Then she playfully nuzzled her cheek against the domme's gloved hand. A pet should be affectionate, after all...

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