Chapter 7
by 
spreadstater
So where do they go from here?
A small talk
Tracy stops rubbing her clit to look at the older black woman approaching her. In Linda's palm lay the collar. A rather innocent looking collar, as innocent as one can be. Tracy's eyes catch Linda's. Linda's smile is ear to ear, and Tracy gulps. "Ah sugah, are ya sure you want this? Ya know, you don't hafta wear the thang. Tim already nutted in ya. And no, don't worry about birth control. As long as I'm in charge of...our body, ya don't gotta worry about babies or STDs. Don't tell anyone Linda doesn't watch for her girls." "WAIT!" Tracy yells, "What the fuck do you mean our body?" Linda shakes her head, not unlike a parent amused by her kid talking back to her. "Tracy, sugah bae, y'all not in control here. I just promised ya STD immunity and no kids and you wanna rebel. Come on, I'm done playing with you."
Tim wakes up, eventually. Tracy walks into her room, naked as the day she was born, adorned only by her collar. "Timmy sugah bae, how would you feel if I got bigger tits?"
How does Tim react?
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