Friday afternoon just before 4 o’clock and she was kneeling naked on the rug in the corridor, just a few steps from the entrance door to her apartment. the leather collar around her neck.

the was anxious, happy and thoughts were running wild in her head. she was looking forward to spending time with her Dom, to the moment he arrived. she pictured that she would open his pants, take out his cock. she would play with it, suck it slow, then fast, slow again. she would let her tongue run over and around it. take his cock deep into her mouth. she would feel...

she heard the door opening and closing- it was different to his usual entering, this was fierce, demanding. she felt intimidated, too anxious to look up at him. he stood in front of her. she lifted her hands to

open his pants, but he spoke in a commanding tone «stop, stay still!».

she stayed still. waited. he bent over her and unbuckled the leather collar. a knot formed in her stomach, did she do something wrong? was he disappointed in her...

but seconds later she felt something cold,

smooth around her neck. a click, a turn of a key and a heavy, snug and quite wide collar was fastened around her neck. she breathed heavily. it felt smooth, heavy, but comfortable. she hadn’t seen how it looked, but she loved the feeling of it.