Could be attached. It would be heavy, but I would bear it. I would have no choice. It would further bind me to him, a thought I relished. He lifted th... collar and moved it towards my neck, pulling more of the attached chain from the satchel. I followed his hands with my eyes. The chain jingled. The D-rings jingled.I lifted my head slightly as he unceremoniously placed the collar around my neck. It was cold, and immediately very heavy. It clanked slightly as he closed it and touched the tabs. He was nominated for a Booker Prize last year." I came third," Donald conceded."Better luck next time," I added to which he nodded ruefully. Vanessa shot me a hurt look, mistakenly interpreting my comment as mockery when in fact it was quite the opposite.To my surprise, Donald was extremely sociable and conversed on a wide variety of subjects without being condescending or judgemental. We shared a common view on society's ills and he spoke a little about how he hoped his current efforts would. "You knew I would do that?" I suspected you might. You knew you couldn't hurt me directly, so you tried to use Sam as leverage just in case." And you're not mad?" No, like Samantha said, you're doing your job; I can't be mad at you for that – especially since there was no real danger. You couldn't hurt Sam or me either way. I'm going to go now, but before I do, I want to do something for you."I released the bubble holding the clone and merged the two back together, then reduced the clone back. That left enough room for a third guy to rub his dick against my breasts, which were just big enough for a tittyfuck while I ate a fourth guy's dick. I had my three holes filled and my boobs were busy too. After the guy who was fucking me released his sperm, the tittyfucker took his place. I think they all intended to put sperm in its rightful place but one of them couldn't help himself and came in my ass. The rest were successful fuckers. I would love to go on like this, detailing every sexual.