Bed Slave - Her collar was tight around her neck. There was..

Bed Slave -
Her collar was tight around her neck. There was just enough bend to the leather to make it stiff, but not uncomfortable. This was a new collar, the nicest collar she had ever worn. It felt luxurious around her neck, with a soft fur lining around the inside and a strong durable leather around the outside. Just like her, a hard shell and a soft gooey center. He placed two fingers along the inside of the collar to make sure it wasn’t too loose or too tight. It wasn’t. It was just right.
Clasped to her collar with a heart shaped lock was a metal leash. Smooth, shiny metal. Polished, hard metal. It dangled from her throat and slinked its way down to somewhere beneath the bed, behind the frame. She couldn’t see where it ended, but she knew there was a lock on the other end as well. She knew this because she was a bad girl, and this was her punishment.
He walked in the room to see her gorgeous figure lying naked– save for the collar. It was the only thing she was allowed to wear for the next three days, and she wasn’t allowed to take it off. Not that she could even if she wanted to. No, she was locked up by his deisgn right where he wanted her, just how he wanted her. He did this because she was a bad girl, and this was her punishment.
“Don’t worry about work. I took the liberty of calling to inform them that you were very sick and won’t be coming in.” He said as he entered. She did feel a sigh of relief, but her instinctual, physical reaction was to gush. She loved when he took control over her. If he wanted her to spend her time-off focused on a task, he made it happen.
Her hard exterior was breaking fast under his gaze. He was shirtless, but kept his pants and shoes on. She loved seeing his body, but felt all the more small being naked while he was clothed. She was like a trapped little animal and he was ready to feast.
He grabbed her by the throat and f@rced her to look up directly at him before he took his other hand and slapped her hard across the face. “You’ve got plenty of work to do at home, afterall. I’d hate for your job to get in the way,” he growled in her ear, before moving his hand from her neck to the other side of her face and then abruptly slamming it into the mattress.
“It’s time for you to earn your way back into my good graces,” he snarled at her while smiling a wicked grin across his face. He unbelted and unzipped his pants before freeing his swelling cock. He slapped her hard on the ass and then grabbed her hair and brought her face back around to her pulsing treat. He rubbed two fingers quickly across her lips and then pushed them in to her mouth and pressed her tongue down. She appreciated the warning of what was to come next.
Her mouth lolled open and he removed his fingers only for a moment before sliding his hardening dick into her glossy lips and wet mouth. He wrapped his grip up further into her hair and began to set the pace for her, working her head back and forth to his liking.