You decide to give it to her.

You finally pull up to the driveway of your two storey home and decide to just give it to her. She loves you and your still friends after all. And if she puts it on you, then you'll just forget about it and remain her little fuck doll.

You walk back inside your home and find Clowy is up and watching tv. You walk in and great her like you were told to do. "Good morning mistress. I'm back from the store." She turns her attention from the tv to you. She was a six-foot jet-haired woman with a large C cup rack, hourglass figure, and a nice round ass you could get lost in. Her puffy lips were painted with a deep rose lipstick that made them look even plumper then they were. She was always giving you seductive looks to keep you going for her tell you a bed each night. The weekends were always filled with submission training and sometimes, if you were good, nonstop pussy action. She responds "Good. Go set it on the counter and then come back and sit with me. Understood?" You in nod your head "Yes my Mistress." You head into the kitchen and set down the bags on the counter except for one. You take it with you when you sit down beside her. She takes notice and asks "Sweetie, what is that?"

You start to feel extremely nervous and can't help but become scared as all of your previously found confidence vanished from your head. You quickly try to think of a way to abort your plan but only end up furthering it without intention as the words "its a gift for you" slip from your mouth. She looks to you and smiles. "A gift for me? Aw sweetie, you shouldn't have. Let me see it." You hesitantly comply with her request with a "Yes my Mistress." And hand her the bag. She pulls out the belt with a puzzled look but thinks of a rational explanation for the gear. "Ow, well this will look great on you, but I don't see how its a gift for me? Do you lie to me, sweetie?" You quickly try to explain yourself before she can act so in her question. "No, no... I just thought that... Maybe you could... Wear it for a moment... Or just as a joke?" She looks at you as her face slowly turns to a smirk and she gives you an almost judgemental feeling as if to decide what to do with you. You try to justify your proposal with a guilt trip and a reminder of your obedience. "Oh please my Mistress, just for a second. I just wish to see you modeling this perfect belt and show me how it works. I have been very obedient for the past few months. Can this be my reward? Please, Mistress?"

She looks at you still deciding how to take this. She feels like suggesting such a thing was being disobedient and she could just revoke your reward and lock you in it as punishment. Then again, you were still her sweetie. She loved you and knew that you had been promised a reward for your good behavior. Maybe she could do it just for a moment and then make them your new pair.