Chapter 2
This is humiliating, but it’s turning me on so much.
He’s seeing me like this, vulnerable, and he likes it.
He stopped in front of me again, holding up the collar.
“Now, kneel,” he said, his tone leaving no room for argument.
My legs gave way, and I dropped to my knees on the carpet. It was rough against my skin, scratching a little, but I ignored it.
He leaned down, wrapping the leather around my neck.
It was cool at first, then warmed to my skin as he buckled it tight, not choking but snug enough to remind me it was there.
He clipped the leash on, giving it a gentle tug that made me lean forward slightly.
“Good girl,” he murmured, and those words sent a rush of heat through me. My c**t pulsed, and I pressed my thighs together to ease the ache.
He knows what that does
