We had agreed to spend the weekend at your cabin. Get away from the hectic schedule and have time to get to know each other. We didn’t make any plans, discussed cooking together, board games, if the weather agreed, some long walks - so basically a “normal” weekend.

We drove to your cabin Friday early afternoon. When we arrived, you gave me a quick tour and we started to cook dinner together, opened a bottle of wine. Some cuddles and kissing in between, just having a nice evening.

After we had dinner and cleaned up, you suggested playing cards - you named a game I had never heard of. The rules are simple, you said.

We filled up the wine glasses and got the cards out. You explained the rules, sounded not too difficult.

When you started dealing the cards, you nonchalantly said, we do need to play about something though - much more fun.

Your smile got wider when you suggested the stakes.

“First round - if you win, we’ll continue our weekend as we started it, cuddling, kissing, sex, walks, you know what I mean, but if you lose, you’ll undress immediately and I’ll put a collar on you for the weekend. The rounds after that are of course depending on the outcome of the first one. So what do you say?! Up to gamble?”

My stomach twisted a bit, but why not, either way I assume, we’ll have a great weekend. So with a slightly shaky voice I agreed.

You finish dealing the cards and we start to play. Of course I haven’t gotten all the rules, I do put up a bit of resistance, but in not too long I lose the game.

“Guess that decided how the next rounds will look,” you say, while I get up and start undressing. More nervous than I thought, I walk over to your chair, kneel down in front of you, lift my hair, for you to place the collar around my neck. But instead of the leather collar we had used before, you hold a metal collar in your hands. I shiver. It’s cold, hard, but still surprisingly comfy around my neck. You need a little while to fasten it. But then it’s on, screwed with a special key. No way for me to get it off. It’s probably as high as the leather collar, but no doubt that I won’t be able to forget that it’s there.

You hold the ring, that’s in front of the collar, “Do you like it?”, I can only nod my head.