What's in the bag.

Cathy and Suki walked through the mall, occasionally peering into stores and acting as normal as they could. Eventually, the day grew late and Cathy decided it was time to go back to the house. They got into her car and drove home.

They climbed the stairs to Cathy's room and Suki put down the bag next to her mistress' desk. She hastily stripped off her clothing and got onto the floor. She sat on her heels with her legs spread. Her hands behind her, crossed at the wrists, pushed her breasts forward. With her head high and her eyes closed, she waited on Cathy's pleasure.

Cathy smiled down at Suki. "Surely, there has been no **** or fuck-toy as obedient as you." Suki blushed in pleasure at her mistress' words and her chin rose a bit higher. "That's why I got this for. Ah ah ah! No peeking." Suki felt the caress of leather as Cathy put the collar around her neck. She heard a click around the back of her head and thrilled. "Stand up now, Suki. No no. Don't open your eyes until I tell you too. Very good. Come over to the desk. Now open your eyes." Suki's eyes opened on what she thought ws probably the most erotic sight she'd ever seen. Cathy had put on a frilly baby-doll dress and Suki stood naked, wearing a collar with the words 'Suki, if found, please return to her owner, Cathy Martin.' with a leash running down to her mistress' hand

Cathy grinned at Suki's lustful expression. "Now then. New rule: when you get home, you must attach your collar. You must carry it with you all day and can wear it if the situation dictates."