You open the bedroom door, immediately looking down at me. I am kneeling as You instructed with the paper You gave me. My head is high, dark red hair cascading down the straightness of my back, my hands rest palm sides up on widely open thighs. The only thing I wear is the silver chain of a collar around my neck that I wear when we go out in public. The silver shimmers in the candlelight that falls on me from around Your naked form as You move to stand in front of me, Your need reaching out to me. My mouth opens as You slide Yourself inside, my tongue happily greeting it with swirls around the tip, brushing greedily over the ridge as You lean over and unlock the silver collar around my neck, the matching silver chain brushing over my skin from the key that You wear around Your own neck. You toss the collar to land on the chair with my clothes, holding onto the pretty silver lock. You attach the leather collar that You hold to my neck, locking it with the same lock, then replace the chain around Your neck, the key brushing the skin on Your chest. My eyes catch the shimmer of the silver as I look up at You, Your length still buried in my mouth before You slide it out and move to the dresser just inside the bedroom door. You step back to me and slide Your need back into my mouth as my arms reach up after seeing the leather cuffs in Your hands. I move my head along the length of You, sucking slightly as my tongue slides over the sensitive skin at the tip before letting it hit the back of my throat while You attach the cuffs to my wrists. You slide out of my mouth again as You reach into the room again, pulling out leather cuffs for my ankles. You walk behind me, kneel down and attach them to my ankles, brushing a gentle kiss along my shoulder as You straighten up and walk to stand in front of me again. You reach into the room for a final time, pulling out the silver and black leather leash that matches the silver and black collar I wear to show Your ownership of me. You maintain my gaze with Your own as You step back slowly, gently pulling the leash, waiting for me to follow through with the rest of Your instructions. I lean over and crawl to follow You, deep blue eyes barely noticing the candles everywhere, the scent of the candles and incense You’ve lit blending together into a musky, erotic fragrance. You stop as the backs of Your knees hit the bed, Your eyes reflecting Your appreciation of watching me crawl at the end of the leash held by You.
