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    The Porn Chronicles: A bunch of one-shots under a common book title. – (Chapter: Collar)

    My smirk was gone as I was getting annoyed that she wasn’t running out of the bathroom screaming yet. I moved my face closer to hers, and I heard her inhale sharply. She didn’t think I was really going to do it, and I wasn’t, no way in hell.

    I move my lips to only a centimeter from hers, and still nothing. I was about to pull back when she moved her lips that centimeter and our lips touched. I moaned and my eyes closed.

    Suddenly she was gone. My eyes shot open to see her smirking, "Be afraid," she says as she just walks around me and straight out the door.

    I stand there gaping until I hear the bell ring.

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    I’m walking home, when a Porsche pulls upp next to me. The passenger window rolls down to reveal Ashley, "Get in."

    "Why the hell should I?"

    She tipped her sunglasses down, so I could see her eyes, "Get in the car, slut."

    I don’t know why, but I did, I got in the car.

    She pushed her glasses back up on her nose before peeling away from the curb. She drove until she pulled to a stop in the driveway of a huge mansion, "Get out." I swallowed and got out of the vehicle as she did the same, "Come on, bitch." I was unhappy to feel the wetness between my legs grow wetter.

    I followed her into the house, up the stairs, and into what I presumed to he her bedroom.

    "Sit on the bed," she said as she locked the door and walked in to her closet.

    I complied and sat there with a puddle quickly deepening into a lake between my legs.

    She came back out and walked over to me with a collar in her hand. She held up the colalr and I took it from her, inspecting it. It was fur-lined and black with a link to attach a leash. It resembled a dog collar, but I knew that this wasn’t a collar for that kind of dog.

    "Do you like it?"

    I looked up at her, "Yes."

    She smiled at me and cupped my chin, "Would you like to wear it?"

    I swallowed visibly, because I’m pretty sure she was asking something else at the same time. I had always been a top and I would have guessed Ashley to be a bottom since Madison and Aiden would walk all over her, but this was turning me on, "Yes."

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