"Now, that's not a very nice thing to say. The little girl I helped in the bathroom yesterday was much MUCH nicer to me." the Goth girl said, as she p...uted her black painted lips."Yes, I liked that darling little girl much better, not this snobbish bitch beside me now." The Goth reached into the back pocket of her book bag and brought out some photos."Princess, I'm afraid if you don't give me my sweet girl back, I'm going to have to show all your friends here what kind of girlie you really. With a slight blush at the thought of going out without underwear, you answer, “yes, Sir,” and slip into your clothes. Leaving My room, we walk side-by-side down the hall to the elevator. As we walk, I slip one hand around behind you and squeeze your ass, keeping My hand there until we get to the elevator. Once on the elevator, I move behind you, and then reach around with both hands playing with your nipples making them hard and protruding through the light fabric of your blouse. I continue to. Rashmi was flustered for the first time and didn’t know what to say – she just kept sipping her drink- to build pressure I said I was in a hurry and to think it thru, and left.The next day sharp at 10.30 I got a call from her saying she needed the business and could we talk about our bargain later, once I had signed the deals for advertising, I laughed and told her I was not a fool and the moment I signed the deal all the pressure on her would be off. I said “Rashmi there are 3 stages to this,. “Your collar is part of you, baby. It stays on.”“Thank you.” I felt my cheeks warm, embarrassed by how important that question had been to me, realizing that it had become more than just an accessory. It had become a symbol of our relationship, at least in my eyes. I belonged to her. It was a heady thought, one that frightened me more than a little.This time, her kiss was much more intimate, despite that she planted it on my forehead.“You belong to me. Now don’t make me stand here, waiting Miss.