a collar chained to the toilet (switch to Master's POV)

You stand behind your pretty brunette girlfriend as her eyes take it in. You watch as her face processes exactly what's happening.

She just met your anal object. It was so dubbed because it was initially hesitant to do anal. Now that's all it does.

And you hope that Erin is remembering a conversation you had very early in your relationship, when you both revealed that you were wild and kinky. And you asked her if she had any limits.

She'd thought about it and then nodded. "toilet stuff." she said. "I mean, if that's what turns people on it's fine. But you have to be a slut with no self respect for that."

Since then Erin has been as wild and kinky as you could have hoped. You've had threesomes together, orgies, public sex, kinky rough sex, anything and everything. You've even devised this little contest of slavery and seduction.

And now it ends with this scene. Erin, slowly kneeling in front of the toilet, picking up the collar and fastening it around her thin neck. Then giving you a long, desire-filled look.

She thinks she's being turned into an object. She thinks she's being destroyed. And she will be. But this is just the beginning.

And she leans in and begins to lick the rim of the bowl clean.

You step forward and watch for a bit. "You remember you once said..."

"I know what I once said." Erin answers. "And I'm sorry." She goes back to licking.

"Because you were wrong?"

She lifts her head up again, pulling a pubic hair from her lips. "Because I was right... and I'm not ready yet." you look at her curiously, not exactly sure what she means. So she goes on, "Because I still have some self respect."

Your cock is very hard. Sure destroying Aroshi and Caroline was an amazing experience. But now, doing this to your lovely, horny, strong, independent girlfriend is the greatest sexual experience of your life.

"Take it please." She says. "Take the rest of my self respect so I can be a good object for you." you see in her face, that she's given in to the inevitability. You see her eyes start to gloss over. "Please take it."