Collared
• BDSM Practices
A week or so ago I collared pet for a while. I made him follow me everywhere, even to the toilet, and although he couldn’t crawl, I enjoyed it very much. Eventually I sat down and he got on the floor and asked permission to kiss my shoes and legs, which I promptly granted : )
Then I began directing his behaviour verbally in a soft voice, encouraging him to lick my legs with long, slow strokes of his tongue, to press his tongue into my smooth skin to increase the erotic sensuality of it.
I could see that he was pushing himself, that I was pushing him, so I wrapped things up. I felt a bit selfish, making him fight against his own shortness of breath, but it was relatively brief, and I didn’t endanger him or risk making him worse. For me it’s an experience I’ve held in mind fondly from that day on. He looked so peaceful down there, and like such a delightful pervert. I feel a powerful passion welling up inside me just thinking about it.
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Afterwards Richard told me how it felt strange to work against his illness, however slight and nonthreatening. Naturally I became slightly defensive, suggesting it was a bad idea, and I suggested not giving him anymore commands, but he assured me that it was OK and that he enjoyed it anyway, just that it was something he had never done.