I put my hand over His and closed His hand over the key. “I never want that key, Master.” A tear escaped my left eye. “My Masters slut will alw...ys belong to my Master.” He took me in His arms and kissed my forehead, “That’s my good slut,” He whispered, then led me to bed. He got into bed. I turned to look in the mirror again at my collar, touched it with my fingers, turned to Master and smiled, “Master?” I said. “Yes?” “I love my collar, thank you so much. I always wanted one but thought. Aur meri gand tight hi reh jati hai.Main – Agar tight hai tab to dard hoga.Pooja – wahi to chahiye. Main bar bar dard nahi sehna chahti. Tumhara lund ghusega to pura fail jayegi meri gand fir chudwane mein dard nahi hoga.Mujhe to bas sunne ki der thi. Maine turant use ghodi banaya aur gand pe lund rakha. Fir dheere dheere ander ghusane laga. Uski gand kafi tight thi aur Pooja dard se rone lagi thi. Adha hi ghusa kar main chodne laga.Fir achanak tej stroke se thoda aur ander dalta, fir chodta. She asked me what my name was and when I told her, she told me She was my escort, her name was Sophie and she would look after me all the way to London. She wiped the tears from my eyes and took my hand. I stood up and noticed she was at least a foot taller then me, she had such long legs. She put her arm round me and guided me to my seat on the plane.It was a going to be a long flight, but Sophie kept my spirits up, she told me, she visited Tokyo many times and loved bringing back Japanese. Dam! My cock twitched. Elizabeth said, “Show me what you were doing.” I decided to peek now. Amanda had on a long tee shirt and pulled it up to her chin, revealing that the tee shirt was ALL she had on. Although her tits were small, she had a narrow waist and curvy hips. She had a nice dark bush, but not too heavy, and either it just didn’t grow out very far, or she trimmed it. Amanda was standing, facing the door and Elizabeth was sitting on the edge of her bed with her back to the door.Amanda.