"Unable to respond, Penny simply did as she was told. Her nipples were still a bit sensitive after having been clamped for so long a few days earlier,...but she placed the clothes pins on them nonetheless.As she did so, Penny was struck by just how deeply submissive her actions felt. It was one thing to allow someone to dominate her – to take control and force her into bondage. But to place herself in bondage so willingly touched something deep inside her."Now, Penny, I want you to clear off your. After that day we fucked whenever we got a chance which was very often. A year or so later my English grades slipped. I fucked the English teacher in school and my grades were back on track. I had discovered the power I had between my legs to get men to do what I wanted. In medical collage I fucked professors, lab assistants, seniors and my fellow students whenever the need arose. I was so randy that I even fucked many just to satisfy my lust. After some time I lost count of men I had screwed.. Your new master may choose to have you continue to wear it, fit you with a new one or do away with the collar entirely."They started down the long hallway leading to a sun room and then to a patio where a sumptuous breakfast awaited."But, I'm still naked... I mean, except for the collar." No one in training wears clothes unless specifically told to. Now remember to present yourself to Master Marcel." Oh, you mean... ?"The other girl nodded as they stepped out onto the patio where Marcel. The rest would be up to Beverly who was looking forward to the challenge.It was an old routine. He was under the sink and she was overly helpful in her tight halter top and brief denim skirt commando. When he got enough cleavage and beaver shots that she saw his pipe-wrench was ready to tighten a coupling, she unbuttoned his coveralls as he lay trapped beneath the sink and deftly had him in her mouth before he could complain. He didn’t; it was a forbidden fantasy come true without any effort on.