The Chest

"There is something I'd like you to do for me," he says. "Follow me downstairs to the living room. I have a few things I want to try."

Wanting to make Jimmy happy, you readily agree with a silent nod. The curiosity inside you sends shivers through your body that seem to marinate your pussy with your own juices.

Jimmy had gone ahead and was waiting for you in the living room, a sly grin spreading across his face as you approached. Holding up something made of black leather. "I think you're gonna enjoy this.", he claimed as he walked over to you, handing them to you.

You held it up, not quite sure what it's function was. Seeing your confusion Jimmy speaks up, "They're for your legs, put them on for me." With a deep breath you follow his command.

You struggle a little to slip the tight leather of your legs. Once you manage to do it you have a better look. They go high up your thigh and end at your ankle, with straps and buckles all the way down.

"On your hands and knees." Jimmy commands, his demanding gaze compelling you to obey.

Once down on all fours, Jimmy begins to lift your feet to your ass. He secure the straps one at a time. After he's done you realize their purpose. They keep your legs bent, and your unable to stand.

"Now your hands." He says, as helps you to your knees. You obediently put out your hand. The next piece of attire is a set of long black leather mittens. Jimmy slides each one on up to your elbows and then secures the straps, you're unable to remove them on your own. Once on, you take note that they don't have a spot for thumb. You've lost the ability to freely use any of your fingers.

As Jimmy finished, he stepped back to admire his handiwork. You feel **** yet excited, your legs bound and your hands encased in the stiff leather. Jimmy's eyes seemed to gleam with excitement as he reached out and gently stroked your hair, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "Good girl," he whispered. Happy with his approval you smile. "Now, let's get started on your training." "Time to add the final touches to your outfit," he said, holding up what looks to be a fancy leather dog collar.

The collar felt tight, but not uncomfortable, and the buckle clicked into place with a satisfying finality. "There, now you're all mine," Jimmy said, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "I've always wanted a pet like you."

Your heart flutters at the comment.

After securing it around your throat he takes a step back. Jimmy's eyes seem to gleam with excitement as he admires you. He reached down and gently stroked your cheek, his touch sending shivers down your spine. "Crawl around for me." You obediently crawled around the room, testing your new limited mobility. You quickly get used to the movement with your legs bound and your hands encased in the leather mittens.