He did. Fantasy becoming reality

He paused only for a moment. A moment that lasted forever.

His wife. His job. His life. His church.

It was all on the line, but he couldn't ignore it. His desire and her eagerness. It was his first taste of something so perverse in his life, but it felt like getting a hit of a long ignored addiction. It felt good.

With both hands he took the collar and reached out slowly towards her neck. Holding in his hands. The collar designed for a dog, but altered with soft fur lined on the inside. A cow bell dangling from the buckle, clanking softly as he pressed the restraint around her neck as she held her hair up for him.

Just like when his wife asked him to put on a necklace... those moments were forever going to be tainted by this memory. This dream.

The married man gulped hard as he secured the collar in place with the buckle, it was tightened just right, pressing against her neck so the inner fur lining was against her perfect youthful skin.

The cold metal against Marika's skin sent shivers throughout her body, further fuelling her lustful state. Looking up at him with a deep longing and satisfaction as he was giving her what she wanted. What she needed. Mariko held onto the leash attached to the collar, eagerly awaiting his command.

"Now, Mister Isaiah, what shall your pet do next?" she asked, biting her lower lip suggestively while her body trembled with desire, wanting him to take full control over her fate. She wanted to ask how it looked. How she looked. But she knew how he felt from the way his eyes were roaming up and down her cow print adorned body. At his pet.