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Chapter 3

Do you make Naomi wear the leash?

Yes

Paul looked at the leash he'd been handed, it had a leather handle, but the rest was made up of small steel links. Something scared him about this place, but at the same time, he couldn’t help but feel aroused by the thought of what he could do to Naomi while they were here. She’d been giving him a bit of attitude lately at home, and maybe it was time to put her in her place.

Before they exited the room, he clipped the leash onto the little ring at the front of Naomi’s leather collar. She gasped. Then her shocked eyes looked up the links to the leather handle, then she glared at him. It seems she knew better by now than to be disobedient in front of these people.

Paul walked on ahead and she followed, at least he didn’t make her crawl behind him like a pet, though the thought of that sent an arousing feeling through his lower body, making his heart pound. Maybe there'd be time for that later in the week.

Out in the arrivals lounge, everyone had a **** with them, some male, some female. All wearing leather or steel collars. Some were on leashes, some weren’t, some wearing leashes were on their hands and knees, crawling behind their mistress or master. Some were wearing clothes, some were topless, some were completely naked. It seemed like anything goes when it comes to slaves in this place. Paul looked at the leash, wishing he’d put it on Naomi now, but it was too late for that.

Naomi felt at the collar around her neck, it looked like it was on a little tight, she shuffled it around a little, trying to get used to it.

Paul couldn’t help but admire the way it looked on her, it blended nicely with the black eyeshadow and her blonde hair. Maybe he could get her used to wearing it back home. Though that seemed impossible.

Naomi looked over at the **** beside her. All she was wearing was a black g string, and Naomi couldn’t avert her eyes from the large breasts on show. She gave Paul a worried look as if to say, 'please don’t make me walk around like that in public.'

When they got outside, they headed into a taxi to the hotel.

What happens next?

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