wet-pleasures: She liked the way the thick leather strap around her neck reminded her of her place.

wet-pleasures: She liked the way the thick leather strap around her neck reminded her of her place. Not beneath his boot. Or under his thumb. But in his lap. Like a good little kitten. Owned and cared for by a loving, gracious, firm Sir. One who made sure that his collar she wore would always be a sign of dignity and grace. And it was. Because, dressed in him, she felt more beautiful than she could ever remember. -- source link
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