Home, sweet home!

Of course, you could take a tour through the sex shops you knew, outfitting them as you see fit, but you remember the collar does apparently not only have the power to chance minds, but bodies as well. So all shopping the three of you could do would be pointless. Add to that the risk of someone making a random wish before you got the two Latinas somewhere you can safely attach the leash…

In short, you want to get home with them. But the old question remains, do you go to your place? Or theirs? You ask whether there is someone waiting for them back home. As the pair of women deny this your decision is made. You look at the girl.

“Alright, here’s what it’ll be. From now on this will become a very thorough test of the collar. Believe me if I say you have still not seen even just a fraction of its’ powers. But as it goes on, as you can imagine, it will get more and more of a hands-on-approach.”

You don’t even try to be smart in disguising the actual meaning you want to convey.

“You and your mother will be made to do things. Your mother simply because she is wearing the collar, you, because you want to earn it. Right?” Your gaze does not allow for refusal. She swallows, more from excitement than fear, as you happily notice. Fear never made for a good aphrodisiac in your eyes.

“Right?” You urge her, as her silence continues. “Y-Yes.” She is merely whispering faintly. “Yes, what?” Her brows scrunch up as she races to find the correct answer. “Yes, sir!” The voice of her mother makes both of you spin around in shock, half-expecting another misplaced order to interrupt you. But she just looks at her daughter and sneezes haughtily. “Really, to think you’d not even get something that obvious!”

Oh, right. With having taken the collar off, even for only a split-second, she had been freed from the previous command to be compliant and even insecure as opposed to her usual, arrogant self. You had placed the command for her to obey. But neither of you had renewed the ones regarding her personality just yet.

You grin and set out to correct that when the girl surprisingly is a bit faster. “I wish you would finally realize just how badly you have treated people, especially me and don’t dare to speak until you are resolved to better yourself!”

Well, nothing to add there! You notice with a mix of restlessness and pride, how the young latina has apparently grasped how to make the collar take effect. On the one hand that could only be useful with her having become your accomplice. But on the other it also could give her what she needs to turn against you as soon as you take your eyes off her.

Before this can digress any further you quickly wrap things up. “I think it’s become clear, but I will endeavour to make you two my slaves thanks to the collar. I will keep my word to also help you with its’ powers, but ultimately my tests revolve simply around bending the wearer to my will. If you don’t want that now would be the last chance to chicken out.” She shakes her head. “No, sir. Please collar us.” You smile and praise her for her obedience before leading them to your car and driving to your home.

Hoping to get to the fun part even a little sooner you usher them in and no sooner are they in your living room as you already get down to business.

“I wish that your body would return back to how you looked in your mid-twenties.” The mother looks at you calmly, as you realize the only reason she is reacting like this instead of openly showing her disbelieve – much like her daughter does at hearing this seemingly impossible wish – is your command to just accept everything you do. Her body on the other hand follows your wish to the letter, erasing the unforgiving traces time had left on it until not one, but two sexy young girls stand in front of you, one wearing a spiked collar, the other looking completely enraptured at her mothers’ changed appearance. “See?” You smirk at her, enjoying the honest, if maybe a little too subdued reaction the daughter shows you, the longing and reverence in her eyes. “I get to do with you however I please, until either I tire of it and let you go or you find a way to resist the collar.” “I…” She catches her breath, shuddering from a delightful mix of nervousness and arousal, evidenced by her quickly flushing cheeks. “I-I don’t think I can.”

“Well, you don’t need to.” You assure her. “Just I wish you would both get naked right now so I could get a better look at you girls.” Though only one of them wears your magical collar right now. You’re curious how the daughter will take to this.