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Blackmailed

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

front and on both sides were three more of those rings sewn into the leather. Bridget motioned with her finger. “Turn around slave,” she said. I tuned around and could feel Bridget fitting the collar around my neck. I could hear the lock snap shut behind me. I had been semi hard just walking into the place but felt my cock getting hard as a rock again. Once again I was so embarrassed and hoped that no one noticed. “Yeah,” said Bridget, “I like that.” Bridget pointed out some others, “I’ll take this one, I also want that one, that one, and that one.” The sales girl took the collars Bridget picked out and put them aside. “Do you want to leave that one on him?” she asked Bridget. “Yeah, if that’s alright?” “Sure, a slave should never be without a collar in a place like this.” Bridget motioned to the naked slave girl. “Is that allowed?” “What, Oh, you mean having your slave naked? Sure, that’s why we have people carded at the door. We have people that make their slaves strip as soon as they step inside. Why, do you want to make your slave strip?” Those words chilled me right through to my bones. I knew what Bridget was going to say. “Yeah, can I?” “Go right ahead.” Bridget turned in my direction. “Do I have to say it slave? Strip, now” I looked at her pleading as much as I could with my eyes. “Don’t make me say it twice!” Bridget had that very stern tone to her voice again and I knew I had no choice but to do what she said. Reluctantly I started unbuttoning my shirt. I guess I was taking too long because I heard Bridget sigh. In a minute I was standing in the middle of a public store stark naked with my new collar. Bridget went into her purse and pulled out the dog leash she had bought at the pet shop the other night and attached it to the front of the collar. The worst of it was the humiliation of my raging hard-on again. I wanted to just put my face in my hands and cry but I was determined I wasn’t going to give Bridget the satisfaction.