He said, "Do you understand a gold collar?" Not fully," I replied. "However, in my mind, it fit." The golden collar is rarely given. My own mother had...a silver one and, I think, was one of only four or five at the time. In all my life, I have only seen one gold one. It has special meaning. The woman receiving it and, if she accepts it, is bound to that man only and he to her unless one or the other grants permission. The woman has special privileges that only men normally have. She can own. We entered the apartment, which was blaring music, and there he was, sitting on the couch in his boxer briefs. I couldn't believe this. Claire plopped down onto the couch next to him, and it was at that moment I noticed that between Claire's erect nipples and the obvious, and impressive bulge in Kyle's underwear, I felt like a prude in my cutoff shorts and baggy sleeveless concert shirt."Damn, Kyle, I would have never guessed!" I panicked, thinking that would be perceived as an observation. Sully pushed his hips forward just as her hand slipped under the waistband encouraging her, begging her to continue and moaned out as her hand massaged him making him even harder than he thought he could even get. Slowly she made her way down his chest and sides. His body jolted as she hit his sensitive spot on his side and then hip right above his boxers. His cock twitched as she smirked, loving the feeling of making him squirm, he slowly slid off his boxers to reveal the secret he had held. And if he wants something else, I'm sure he'll tell you." I'm going to bed now," Kelly said, getting to her feet."Are you okay?" John asked."Yeah, just realizing a bit what I'm getting into," she said. "It's okay, I just want to be by myself for now." Okay. I'll see you in the morning then." Good-night."CHAPTER FOURJohn was up and awake eating breakfast the next morning before Kelly ever appeared. She was already dressed for school in a mid-thigh skirt and blouse, with a bra on underneath..