Steel .

There was something thrilling in the prospect of being dressed in steel. The helplessness of her predicament. It could all just be a dream, so why not try out some of the wildest scenarios? In a moment of strength, Jen picked up the collar and wrapped it around her neck. It was neither tight nor tall to trap her neck properly, but the way it made her feel was indescribable.

The collar was very red and very attention-seeking. In fact, it had all of its wearer's attention. Jen giggled uncontrollably, rubbing its smooth surface and playing with the large ring on its front side.

"My parents would kill... anyone I'd point at if I told them that they put it on me when I was out."

"You're saying that like one tiny collar makes you so different. A full set of shining steel does, perhaps."

Jen looked back at the three bracelets with childish curiosity.

"I said 'full set'."

The girl resumed her search in the wardrobe. It was not that hard to find more restraints, but she wanted them to be one together. Just for the sake of intrigue, she was not even paying attention to what exactly she was picking. If it was red, metal and shiny, it went into the pile.

A few minutes later, Jen checked on her discoveries. Now it was at least enough of everything. First, four bracelets went on. Two for wrists, two for ankles. Like the collar, they each had a large dangling ring that could be connected to anything else.

As she held up a massive red chastity belt, she paused for a moment. It would be appropriate for a **** to not have control over her own pleasure, but then, was it not the whole point? Wearing these shiny bracelets was actually rather arousing so far.