“Vi, you don’t think you’re going to be able to just walk back upstairs, are you?” I said, smiling at Brenda, who seemed to know the next move. “You have that pretty collar on and we haven’t even made sure it works. So get on your knees.”

The excitement in Vi’s eyes warmed my heart. But warmth is not what I needed to project right now.

“You two figure it out, I’m not going to sit around waiting for you to make a sub obey. I already did that once. I’ll be in the bedroom.” Brenda said, walking away and looking over her shoulder at me, her sheer white lingerie giving me a peek at her skin and her curves.

I opened the drawer on the table beside the couch and pulled out a long silver chain. Yes, we were the couple who kept BDSM gear stashed around the house just in case the moment struck us.

I looked down at Vi, who was looking straight up, giving me a perfect view of her long neck. I took my left hand and placed it on that long neck, letting my nails dig into her skin. I didn’t apply more than light pressure, as Brenda and I had agreed long ago that choking and breath play was way too risky to even screw around with. But, a little pain in the neck never hurt anyone. I pressed my thumb against her jawbone, turning her head, looking at her beauty and the power I held over it.

Vi moaned instinctively as I snapped the clasp at the end of the chain around the ring on her collar. I took my hand off her neck and let the chain dangle. It was fucking beautiful.

I looked up at Vi and ran my fingers through her hair. She looked up at me, her face the perfect portrait of lust and unbound excitement. I couldn't help but smile at her, feeling the same.

“Yellow light. Have you been collared before?”

Vi looked up at me, a slightly crazed look. "A little. I had a girlfriend buy a cheap one and try it with me, but it broke within five minutes. I think it was plastic."

"OK, tutorial time. This is serious lesson time and not sexy lesson time."

"Yes." Vi closed her eyes and nodded, then looked back at me. "Alright, teach me."