I feel your pulse quicken as I slip two fingers underneath the thick leather of your collar. I pull the strap through the buckle with my free hand and make sure it’s tight, but not too tight. You exhale with a little shudder once it’s cinched and buckled.

I pull my fingers out from under the collar, fingertips tracing across the soft skin of your long neck. They follow the bottom edge of the leather band to the front of your throat before I hook one finger into the collar’s metal loop and pull you to me.

Our lips meet in a kiss, my tongue slipping out and coaxing your mouth to open. You try to wrap your arms around me but are restrained by the handcuffs behind your back.

“Stupid girl. That’s not how today is going to work. You don’t get to participate; you just get used.”

My finger still hooked in the collar’s loop; I begin walking into the next room pulling you along behind me. The room is completely bare. No furniture, just a metal eyebolt screwed into the hardwood floor with a carabiner attached to it.

I pull you down to your knees and then force you to bend down into a perverse version of downward dog with your arms still restrained behind you. You hear the click as I lock the carabiner onto your collar and stand up. The floor is cold and hard against your skin. Your cheek, upper chest, and breasts forced down against the wood and held there by the collar.

I walk around you and admire the view. Your ass up in the air, only the thin fabric of your panties preventing unfettered access to your cunt and ass.

“God, you’re such a dirty fucking slut, Carrie. I can see the growing wet spot on your panties. Hell, I can smell how turned on you are right now.”

SMACK

The jolt of pain runs through your whole body as I bring my hand down again.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

Your ass cheeks begin to turn red as blood rushes to the stinging, hand shaped welts forming on your firm little bottom. My hand gently rests on your cheeks. The welts are warm to the touch, and I rub away the sting.

My fingers dip between your legs and discover your cunt. Even through the thin fabric I can feel how hot and slick with lust you are. My hands move to the waistband, and I slowly pull your panties down to your knees. You don’t move so I give your ass another swat and you lift your knees to allow me to slip them off completely.

I move up to your head and look down at you. Your cheek rests on the floor and your neck looks like it’s turned uncomfortably to maintain this position, but you’re being a good girl and not complaining. You know your place.

I brush the hair from your eyes and caress your cheek before bringing your dirty panties up to your face. I rub them under your nose, and you can smell your juices in the soft fabric. You feel how moist they are. I pull them away and your tongue unconsciously slips out to lick your lips.

I bring the panties back to your face, this time pressing the balled-up fabric against your lips until you open your mouth and I stuff them in.

The makeshift gag stifles your moan a bit as I press two fingers inside you and slowly fuck you with them. My fingers slowly thrusting and curling inside you as you writhe against them. A small pool of drool dripping out of your mouth and making a puddle under your cheek on the floor.

The pace of my fingers begins picking up. My fingers pulling almost fully out of your cunt and thrusting back in. My free hand grabs the chain connecting the handcuff and pulls back as my other hand continues to fuck you.

The collar keeping you bound to the floor while the handcuffs stretch your arms back has you unable to move as my fingers thrust harder and faster inside you. Loud wet slaps fill the room every time the thrust into you and my palm slaps the lower part of your ass.

“Take it Carrie. This is just the prelude. Cum hard now and then think about how much harder you’ll cum when it’s my cock inside you instead of these fingers.”

I hear you moan loudly despite the panties stuffed into your mouth as you cum hard, but I don’t stop finger fucking you. Harder and faster until you are so overcome that your legs give out and you slump to the floor panting.

My fingers soaking wet from your pussy, stroke your cheek and pull the panties from your mouth. I lean down and kiss your forehead.

“Good girl, Carrie. Rest here for a bit and I’ll be back in a while to use you again. I think you’ve earned my cock this time, but we’ll see which hole I decide to use later.”

I don’t unhandcuff you or release you collar, but just walk out of the door leaving you there, naked and hooked to the floor.