Yes…

It’s a fantasy. She plays her role.

Maggie tentatively cranes her neck and kisses Gregory’s shoe.

“Now that’s a good little slut. Listen to your betters”.

Maggie twitches in irritation but reminds herself of the role play. She further embraces it, “yes Sir. You are my better. I’m just a Slut”.

Maggie doesn’t even need to look up to know Gregory is grinning like an idiot. Maggie keeps kissing Gregory’s shoe, after all he didn’t say to stop…

A metal chain hits the ground near Maggie’s head causing her to flinch back away from Gregory’s shoe. Gregory lifts his shoe and has it just above Maggie’s face, “I never said you could stop slut. Kiss the bottom. Be a good girl”.

The very thought of kissing the bottom of his shoe. The part that walks in dirt and mud and all sorts of post apocalyptic grime is revolting, but with her playing ‘the submissive’ she knows she should do it. Plus his shoes look clean…

Maggie leans in and kisses the bottom of Gregory’s shoe, “just as I thought. Such a good slut, that’s enough. Pull your hair up” Gregory orders.

Maggie feels her cumfilled pussy twitch when he calls her a good girl. That’s weird. Maggie continues to obey and lifts her hair up exposing her dainty neck. She feels leather slide around it and clip with an authoritative snap, then she feels something plasticky slip over her wrists and cinch tightly, her arms are stuck together as another plastic band cinches to a notch at the back of the collar on her neck

“Good girl, now sit up,” Gregory says as he yanks on the chain that’s attached to the collar placed on Maggie’s neck. Her heads jerked off the ground and quickly she sits on her heels.

Maggie is staring at herself in the full body mirror. On her knees, completely naked, her legs slightly spread so she can see her pussy in the reflection, a small part of her panties are exposed. Her nipples are extremely hard and puffy, her perky breasts raising and falling with her breath and the collar, oh that’s hot Maggie thinks. The collar says, ‘Gregory’s Submissive’. How did he get that made in this day and age? The collar has a loop in the back that has both her hands zip tied to it forcing her hands behind her head. It also has metal O ring in the front and attached to that is the chain wrapped around Gregory’s hand. He stands right behind her. His semi flaccid cock resting against the side of her head, one hand on the leash, the other patting her head. “You look good like this dont you think slut?”

Maggie couldn’t deny that it was super hot. And this roleplay has been a bunch of fun. But it’s time to get back to work, “Gregory. It’s been fun. I’ve enjoyed our little game but now we have to get to actual work. My people do need supplies. And I think we can reach an easy agreement”.

Gregory smiles down while patting Maggie’s head, “we came to an agreement already. I’ll give your people supplies, in return I get you. And I need to train you since you came without permission.

Maggie feels her cheeks flush at the recent memory. But she holds her ground, “no. That was all fun and games. I’m not playing anymore”.

Gregory tightens the grip on Maggie’s hair, “we made a deal Slut. And I think you are in no position to argue that deal, don’t you think? You might as well continue to play along or this could be very bad for you”.

Maggie’s pussy is getting wetter by the second. How did she let herself get bound like this? She’s totally exposed and ****. Gregory steps in front of Maggie, his cock dribbling pre cum onto her cheek, “now, where were we?”