The Taming
Collar Me Submissive
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I gasp as your fingers gently but firmly slide the collar across my throat. My jugular pulses beneath the leather and my breath quickens, fighting the fight or flight response.
I’m new to the world of BDSM, punishment, domination, Daddies and Masters
but you are teaching me; slowly, methodically and painfully perfectly. And it hurts in all the right ways.
I never thought I’d enjoy this - it goes against everything I am by day - a sweet, friendly, lightly flirtatious, ‘girl next door’ with impeccable customer service. In fact, that’s how we met. You’re my coffee customer, and by day the only contact we have is a casual brush of fingertips over a perfectly crafted latte.
But now, by night, I want to sink deeply and darkly into a realm of an entirely different type of customer service.
“Good girl,” you breathe, gently but firmly tightening my buckle, and a shiver violates my spine. I moan a guttural, deeply thirsty moan of lust and suddenly all I want is to sink to my knees, to succumb to you, to your every need.
In my leashing, I am unleashed.
©2021 Blaire Bardot (P)2022 Blaire Bardot
