"Christy," Monica said. "Wait right here a moment." And leaving me bewildered, she turned around and left my room. I could hear her enter her room and shut the door. I had no idea what was going on. I could hear her rummaging through some clothes, but I couldn't see anything because of the door in the way.
Suddenly the door to my room burst open. Monica came in. She was completely naked, except for a leather collar around her neck. There was a metal chain attached to the collar, and she was holding the other end in her hand. I was aghast staring at her wonderful naked body again, I almost didn't hear her talking.
She said, "Christy, I understand if you don't want anything serious. But I can't stop thinking about you. I never thought I was a lesbian, but I need your touch. I can't have anyone else. I've tried touching myself, but I can't. I just keep thinking about you."
Monica stepped closer and put the chain in my hands. "So even if you find someone else. Someone you can actually be with, let me be your mistress. You can have me any time you want." She ran her fingers up and down her naked body. "And I'll do anything you tell me."
I went lightheaded. This was a dream come true. But was it fair to take advantage of Monica like this? She's probably confused by a swirl of emotions after our first time having sex. Is this how I should help her sort through these?
On the other hand, a sex **** sounds really hot. Especially someone who used to be so pure.
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