Anne was ready and waiting when he rang her doorbell. Her white winter coat looked huggable and warm. Stan thought she looked incredibly cute with her...matching hat and shiny white boots. "Merry Christmas!" she said, and pointed up. There, above Stan's head, was a sprig of mistletoe — so he just had to give her a kiss. Somehow he didn't think it was such an onerous task!Anne was feeling light-hearted and playful that morning, it seemed, because as she ran past him and off down the path to his. Cathy couldn't help but continue to tease him, even going to the point of droping her purse in front of him, just to bend over at the waist, her round butt pointing to his face. Of course the skirt rode up her hips and he got a close and clear view of her barelly covered ass.The girl ended up going with him to his car and giving him the blowjob of his life, even leting him titfuck her and swallowing all the cum he spurted, licking clean his prick and even taking the drib that ended in her. For a Dom, putting a collar on someone is accepting responsibility for using them in ways that fulfill their needs, not giving them a reason to feel improperly used. That means understanding and fulfilling desires that they may not even realize they have."I took it from her then, thanked her, and told her that I had much to think about before deciding what to do with it. I had an inkling of how I could use it to get what I wanted.We spent the next day sight seeing. I had to get out and see some. .nothing.No emotion crossed his face."Gaby! Help us!" I heard Hunter from upstairs.I turned and ran upstairs.Fighting back tears."No.You can't.Snap out of it.You're with Ryan.Don't forget what he said on the phone before." I said to myself.I reached Rory's room.He had a big bruise on his stomach, a big cut on his arm, and a small one on his lip."Hunter.First aid kit, NOW!" I said rushing.Hunter ran into the kitchen and came back with the first aid."Rory, this might hurt.The cut's a little.