She agrees

You know you struck gold when she gulps, obviously tempted beyond reason by your offer. But just in case you add on. „I don’t mean to sound rude, but it is obvious you have hardly been treated the way you deserve. And you both know it, as even your dear mother here was unable to deny. Right?“ You send a prompting glance towards the mature woman who meekly and with visible signs of regret nods. The girl is openly hanging on your lips now. You just need to close the deal. “I wish you would find anything me and your daughter discuss here perfectly acceptable and agree to any decision your daughter makes in regards to my offer.” “O-Of course. I… I mean, she is already grown-up to where she would definitely make a good decision. I see that now.” She tries to flash her daughter a reassuring smile, though it ends at the attempt as her new-found shyness gets in the way and she casts her eyes to the floor.

You see the daughter starting to tremble as if extremely nervous. So as to stop her from maybe losing her calm now you gently place your hand on her shoulder. “I will be honest with you here. This collar is a bit tricky to use. You felt it yourself, how the new confidence you had whilst wearing it faded after taking it off.” You wait for her to nod as sign that she acknowledges your words. Recalling what you had read in the instructions you proceed. “There is, however, a way to make it permanent. The person needs to wear it a full twenty-four hours after the change was made. Then they will stay that way, even if the collar were taken off.” Her eyes go wide at that revelation and she turns to look at you with a mix of emotions so wild you are amazed and nearly a bit frightened at the same time.

“I make you a deal. As I said, I am just testing it for the first time. And the more I get to test it, the better for me. But I have taken a liking to you and since we met in this way, I don’t see the harm in helping you become your ideal self.” You lean closer and whisper in her ear. “Imagine it for a moment. The soft leather sliding around your sensitive skin. The buckle closing, securing the collar tightly around your beautiful neck. That is what you felt back when you wore it and that was just the material.” She stammers what might be a rebuke or… beginning arousal.

You are certain that you have her convinced. “So? Will you assist me?” She looks at you, mouthing a word, but suddenly blushing furiously and only silently nodding. Your eyes dart to her mother, but the older woman just stands there, looking at the both of you talk with insecurity in her eyes. “You will, then?” She nods firmly again. “Thank you for your cooperation.”

Then, however, the daughter looks up at you with pleading eyes. “But… ! There is one thing….”