There's a knock at the door

KNOCK KNOCK!

A knock at the door brought me out of my reminiscing. I had opted for her to be delivered Friday evening after I got off work. My heart pounded as I walked to the door and opened it. Standing there was Suki dressed in the schoolgirl costume I picked. "Are you John Doe?" she asked.

"Um, yeah. I mean, yes I am!"

"Good. I'm Suki. I'm so happy to meet you! May I come in?"

I showed her inside and shut the door. She was everything I expected. She was short, maybe five-foot, and her straight, brown hair went down her back half way. Her sailor suit's blouse was white with blue stripes with a red ribbon and clung tightly against her chest. She also wore a blue pleated skirt that barely covered her butt. If she bent over, you could easily see her panties. If she was wearing any. Black knee socks and penny loafers completed the outfit. She was also carrying what looked like a school satchel which I didn't really notice until she opened it and pulled out a collar.

"Mr. Doe, here is the collar you chose for me. Once you put it on me, I will not take it off without your permission and I will obey your every command. However, collaring me is also a promise that you will take care of me and not willfully cause me any real harm. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I understand." She then handed me the collar and raised up her hair to expose her neck. I went behind her and fastened the collar around it. She turned around, dropping her hair, and looked up at me with a smile.

"Thank you. Now, is there anything in particular you'd like me to call you?"

I hesitated as doubt crept into my mind once again. But this was real! She was standing there right in front of me wearing my collar! "Call me...Master."

"Yes, Master. And if I may, I just wanted to say that I'm happy to get such a cute owner!" I didn't know if she was just saying that but I didn't really care. Though, I knew I wasn't exactly bad looking, I wasn't exactly ideal, either. That was one reason why I didn't have the confidence to talk to women before. But that didn't matter now.

"So Master, what do you want me to do?" She had a suggestive tone in her voice which told me she knew what I was going to say.