Don had found it on eBay and given it to her on her birthday: a heavy, wide, gold-plated collar, delicately engraved with the name Precious One. Anit... often wondered whether it had belonged to a large, slobbery and beloved dog…or another slave. But no matter, it was beautiful and it gave her goosebumps every time she removed it from the drawer, because of what came next.Cradling it in her open hands as though it was a crown, Anita would carefully rise until she was standing upright then turn. Turning her head slightly she watched as two more figures stepped forward. A cold sweat broke out over her body and her sudden urge to flee was overwhelming. She looked over her shoulder towards the thrones. The large demon seated in the middle, had his hands clasped together, looking on with interest while Balthazar, her beast, began slowly walking towards her. You need to sit with father now. He said quietly to her. Unable to speak, she nodded her head and walked to the thrones. Balthazars. She moaned and said, “Yes, Sir. Thank you.” It wasn't her first experience with plugs, and he knew that, but it was the first time he'd applied one to her. The entire thing had taken less than five minutes, but she felt like she'd been immersed in this thick miasma of pleasure for much longer. His hands came back to her ass, spreading it wide then squeezing hard, before landing a spank on each cheek. She whined, this time unable to help the arching back, pressing her ass back and silently. Welcome, Kansas."She blushed and hit me with that smile again.As matters worked out, I didn't see Chloe again until almost a month later, on a drizzling Monday. We were leaving the building simultaneously. She was, I learned, in her residency at a nearby teaching hospital. Ahhh - that explained why I occasionally found a doctor's greens in the basement laundry room."How did you decide to get into advertising?" She asked, as we crossed Lexington Avenue."Necessity of food. Some years ago, I.