"Are you ready to go home yet, Jenny?" I asked, "it is getting late."She looked at me. "Home? Your home, with you?" she asked, "Mmm, yes please." No, ... mean your home," I told her, "where you live." We can't go there," she complained, "my Mum wouldn't like me having you in bed with me. Your home is better." Jenny, beautiful girl," I tried again, "you have had a bit too much to drink, and you are confused."She shook her head stubbornly. "No, not confused," she insisted, "You are my Mistress."The. And what she did to me with her mouth was absolutely amazing, but somehow the rhythm and build up of the intensity was just slightly off, and it literally took hours of hard work for her to get me off in this way. And I felt bad about my inability to orgasm quickly, because I knew how much she wanted to please me orally, the way I was pleasing my little external girl. Usually this would be where I flipped her on her back, penetrated her swiftly, and within minutes in that warm, tight core of. No, she would be proud to be seen and shown off wearing anobvious slave collar in public. She actually burst into tears ofhappiness. "Oh yes kind Master, yes, please let me proudly wear your collar." When sir When can this happen?"Master burst into a big grin at his salve's eagerness. He explained: "The collar design has been submitted, the manufacturerhas given me a three week turn around time. Now with your acceptance, Iwill order it today. So prepare yourself, the first Saturday after. Or dare." I asked."Truth." He replied."Okay, lemme think....ah yes... what is the size of your dick, in inches?" He seemed kind of taken aback, but he recovered quickly."Seven inches, and one and a quarter inch thick." He said, "now its your turn, truth or dare?" Truth." I say. "How big is your dick?" He asks."8 and a half inches by two inches thick." I reply.His mouth dropped open in surprise. I caught him taking a glance at my croch. "You wanna see --" But before I could finish he had.