Her Collar.

Returning to the gear closet, she found a pair of severe leather wrist cuffs waiting for her. They were padded on the inside for her sake, but the buckles were massive, and the leather looked tough enough to stop a buzzsaw. Of course, she wrapped them around her wrist and locked them on with a pair of cutesy pink heart locks. A similar pair of ankle cuffs were also added a moment later. She played idly with O-rings on the cuffs. With these on, it would be so...so easy to restrain her. Bind her. Do whatever they wanted to her soaking willing body.

Anna shook her head. The phone was just in the other room. It had the app. She had to get back to it, even if it would disappoint Him. He would understand, right? She had to change things back. Anna turned towards the door, when her eyes caught sight of the last item she needed to adorn herself with.

Black artismally crafted leather wrapped in a secure circle, linking in the back in a heart shaped lock. Little golden swirls covering it's exterior and golden fur lining the interior. A strong powerful O-ring in the front, prominently placed for her leash. And beneath the ring, a tag. A golden heart with the name "Anna" in small letters and the name "Kitty" in large letters in the front. It also held a phone number, in case she ever got lost, and a barcode. She knew the barcode was hers, from when Master had taken her to get her registered. She hadn't looked, but she knew the same barcode had been tattooed to her breast. She idly rubbed the spot through her top.

It was her collar. The collar that said He owned her.

Looking at the collar also made her remember some of the high tech functions of the collar. The shock system to punish her if she was being bad, and the tracking system to help find her if she got lost. But, also some of the more invasive ones. The small metal chip's placement near the base of her neck could send a command, stripping her of human speech on command. But, the most invasive and the most tantalizingly degrading was it's other function. That it sent signals up to her brain that imposed dyslexia. If she put on the collar, she wouldn't be able to read. She wouldn't be able to use the app.

But, the collar meant that she belonged to Master. Even feeling it enclosed around her neck, marking her as his would be so right. The collar felt good to wear. It felt good to be his. Anna's pussy grew achingly wet. She didn't want to grab her phone. She didn't want to use the app. She wanted to be a good kitty for Master.

Anna grabbed the collar off it's ornate pillow and wrapped it around her neck. It made a satisfying click as it locked into place. She tried looking at the book shelf, and already the titles of the books were gibberish too her. Of course they were. She was just a pet. She only needed to know how to read when she was waiting for Master's texts. Anna sighed with a smile.

The last thing he wanted was for her to already be on the edge when he got here. Anna bit her lip. Before, she'd masturbated fairly regularly. It had always been easy for her to orgasm. A bit too easy in fact. Sometimes, even when she'd wanted to draw out a session she'd just cum by accident. But, even thinking about it, she already knew that wasn't true anymore. Now, she'd never had an orgasm in her life when she hadn't been told to cum by a man. She just couldn't get over the edge unless she felt like she had...permission. She giggled. Pets don't need to decide for themselves when they cum.

Anna sat down on the bed and spread her legs...