I was just playing... having funfrom behind the gag.Then she dangled the final touches of my punishmentbefore my eyes. One was a small gold dog tag wi...h thewords "slut slave" engrave on it I had given her asa gift. She said she like it but I never rememberher wearing it."Can't let this go to waste." she said as she attachedit to the thin leather collar around my neck. All Icould do was growl at her. "Now you know why I don'twant to wear it." she snapped with her green eyesnarrowing. I. ***I stopped half way. I noted that this was a good opportunity to try andlook for rings. I made my way to the local jewelry store, 'EnchantingGem Craft.'"Hi what can I do for ya?" a cheery old man raspingly spoke from behindthe counter. He looked well into his eighties or nineties. Usually hehad a boy looking after his shop, so I'd never actually talked with him."Hello. I'd like to see your engagement rings." Ah, looking to make a Mrs., are we?" He winked at me and brought outthe most gorgeous. It's easy to overlook a woman's minor flaws when she's dressed like a prince's mistress, wearing nothing but fishnet stockings held up with a black lace garter belt and stiletto heels. She was beautiful in an ethnic sort of way. I was mesmerized by her gorgeous body that hadn't yet suffered the ravages of middle age. Tonya's breasts were pear-shaped, firm and begging to be held. Her pussy was neatly shaved in a 'V' pattern like a one-way street sign. It begged for my attention."You seem. ’ He tried to help her pick up the pieces, but she smacked his hands away. ‘What you so excited about?’ She asked, throwing the glass in the trash. ‘What if I told you, I will be – I will be gone for awhile?’ ‘You finally take vacation?’ She asked eye arched. ‘Y –yes, sorta. I will be gone for- ‘, Dylan thought for a second. ‘For at least a year.’ ‘A year?’ Jasmine breathed. ‘Why you go so long?’ Her look became maddening and she asked, ‘You are try to kill me! This way, you no have to fire!.