Wait, whats that in the cabinet?

As you turn to leave you notice a cabinet slightly ajar with something shiny inside. Curiously you open the door completely. The cupboard is filled with old haircare product, various sturdy looking brushes, and some random stuff of with you are not entirely sure what it is. The item that had caught your view is a metal choker, lined with pink cloth to protect the skin.

While you would have never thought this to be Does style, it does show some signs of wear. Looking in the mirror, you hold the choker to your neck. The silver and pink fits perfectly to your outfit so you decide to put it on.

You tighten it around your neck, marvel at how good it looks on you and give yourself a last wink in the mirror before leaving the bath to join Doe and Alex in the living room.

The two of them are sitting on the couch watching some anime on the TV, but as you walk around to sit next to them Doe shoots you a glance and immediately bursts out laughing. Confused you stand there and look to Alex for an explanation, but he too can hardly keep himself on the couch from laughter.

"What is it?", your voice sounds small and unsecure to you. You were not expecting to be laughed at. You thought you looked beautiful.

"Oh, honey, it’s nothing. You look stunning. You are a very good girl."

Somehow that sentence makes Alex laugh only harder. "Oh, yeah, you are a very good girl. And now sit."

Slowly you make your way over to the couch, still not getting the joke. As you take your seat next to Doe she reaches over and pats your head reassuringly. "It’s alright. You look beautiful. Don't mind us laughing.", her hand still strokes your hair and slowly you calm down again.

"It's just, you know back a little while ago, I had this cute border collie. Not for long, just as some kind of dog-sitting while her owners were abroad. It looks like we never got around to emptying out her section of the cabinet."

Slowly it draws on you. "This is a dog collar?" Your cheeks turn red as your move to unbuckle it and safe yourself from further embarrassment. As you fumble with the buckle Alex strong hand pushes yours away.

"Leave it on, Emily. It suites you very well. Almost as if it was made for you. And now quiet and sit tight."

"Hey, don't treat me like-" Alex places a hand on your mouth. "Shh! No barking!" Astonished you stare at him. How can he dare!

Just as you were going to speak up you feel Doe pulling you into an embrace. "Hey, I think he is right. The collar looks absolutely beautiful on you. Please leave it on. For me?"

Her soothing tone and big expectant eyes make it hard to deny her wish. "Ok, but no more laughing at my expense.", you give in. Doe squeals happily and continues stroking your hair.

That being settled you lean back into the welcoming arms of the girl you love to watch that silly anime. Doe meanwhile can't seem to be able to keep her fingers to herself. Time and again you feel them coming back to play with the collar or tangling in your hair. Not that you mind. It actually feels quite nice. The reassuring caressing, petting relaxes you more than anything else.

As one episode ends and the next begins you notice her hands getting bolder. One is still playing with your hair, but the other is searching for something more substantial to play with. Soon her fingertips brush up against your nipple. Your breath catches as your body shudders in lust. All that attention you have gotten must have really had an effect on you.

Does fingers don't stop. Having found your weak point they exploit it, tickling, pinching and twisting just the right way to build up an orgasm so much stronger than any you ever had before. With Alex seated right beside you, you try hard not to let him notice anything, but as her second hand slides inside your panties your restrain crumbles. Little moans are mixing themself into your breathing as you remember the taste of Alex cum and the dick it came from. How good it would feel to have it inside of you right now. Your oncoming orgasm makes it all the more clear that your new void is craving to be filled and painted. From the inside.

The thought of Alex cum splattering against your cervix finally is too much for you to bear and your first female orgasm is smashing you down big time. It doesn't help that Doe is still holding you tight, overstimulating your quivering pussy, whispering in your ear what a good girl you are.