“I’ve come about the home help job you’ve advertised in the corner grocery store. Is it still available?”“Why yes,” I stammered. “Err…... why not come in for a coffee in the kitchen and I could tell you what’s involved.”“Is it ok to leave my bike against your fence?” She gestured towards a lime green cycle with white-walled tyres.“Sure. It’ll be quite safe there.” I led the way to the kitchen at the back of the cottage. “I’m Al, by the way.”I heard her give a little giggle as she followed me down. He pulled out a long leash attached to a black studded collar from behind his back,its looped end fell to the floor, making a now familiar sound. Her chin was forced up harshly as he attached the collar to her neck, its thick rough leather itched at her skin. She whimpered in protest as he withdrew tiny silver clamps from his pocket, each one adorned with small anvil weights. She didn’t mind the harshness of the collar too much, the weights however, tormented her. They pulled on her sensitive. You slowly felt the warm fabric in between your fingers and smiled. Your round, plump ass and C cup sized breasts always made you the envy of people, men, and women alike. The feeling you got when you'd catch people staring at them, always made you feel great, knowing you could get whatever you wanted my manipulating and flaunting your features. Your confident personality, adaptability to new circumstances, and creative idea's only aided in that.Then you woke up, another dream of your lost. I went to pee, and she glanced and smiled at one point. I shook, etc. I turned around facing her with my dick still and right when I was going to zip up my pants she says, "stop." I just look at her with a confused face and she slowly walks toward me.She kisses me in the mouth and takes off my shirt then she begins kissing down my body and then her face ends up in front my crotch. She kneels down and kisses my dick. I felt kind of embarrassed because my dick was dirty and smelly. I would jerk.