You wear the collar

“This must be some kind of joke, right?” Naomi looks around at you, then at the security. “I’m not wearing that.”

She looks to you for support, but you’re so worried about the security here and the guns on their belts that all you can manage is a worried look back at her.

“I can see this one needs some discipline,” the security woman says. “We’ll leave the pair of you to talk for five minutes, then we’ll be back. We expect the collar to be worn by then.”

The security leave, and you and Naomi look at each other, you try to touch her hand, but she shies away.

“I can’t believe you didn’t look into this place properly,” she says. “I’m not going to wear it. I don't care what they plan on doing.”

You look at her face, her pretty eyes. “Maybe it won’t be so bad. Lots of girls are wearing them these days. And it’s the norm here, it won’t be such a big deal when everyone is wearing them.”

“I’m not one of those girls. I’m not wearing it." Her shoulders drop and she sighs. "And if it's not such a big deal, why don't you wear it?"

You stare at the leather ring on the table for a moment as Naomi sits with her arms folded.

"Well I guess if you're not going to, I'll have to." You pick up the collar, putting it around your neck and slipping it through the buckle. Then you put the padlock through it until it clicks. The leather is tight and warm against the stubbly hairs on your neck. It's uncomfortable, but maybe you'll get used to it. You'll only have to wear it while you're outside anyway.

"I can't believe you just did that." Naomi looks at you with her mouth open in surprise, a hint of a smile in her raised cheeks.

"What's you're decision going to be then?" the brunette women re-enters. She looks shocked and surprised to see the collar on you, and not Naomi. "What's going on here?"

"I think there's been some sort of mistake," you say. "When I made the booking, I must have put the names the wrong way around. I'm Naomi's ."

The woman's eyebrows raise, and she judges you suspiciously for a moment. "Well mistakes happen, I'm sure your mistress will punish you for it later."

"You can count on it," Naomi says. "He'll be punished thoroughly."

"Very well, here's a leash for your ."