She needs to be taught to act differently, and to be guided with a firm hand. If today is any indication, she seems to be responding well to whatever ...it is you're attempting." Why do you think I'd want to be a leader, Mama?" You already are, Kenny. You already are. Whenever you gather people together to do your bidding, you are exercising your leadership. You need to find ways to make people want to be led by you, to make them happy they've selected you to be their leader." Bertie, I'm not so. .we started to walk home together..her hands kept brushing my arm…her fingers touching me, she asked if i wanted to come in her house for a drink…as we got in the front door she told me to go through and sit in the lounge… I sat down on the sofa, head back, eyes closed…suddenly i realised Amy was in front of me, she leaned down to stroke my face then kissed me gently…i couldn’t believe how turned on i was…i started to kiss her back..more passionately, she suddenly stopped, her husband was at. As my shirt came off over my head, he turned to the desk chair I had been sitting at and he put his bag down, opened a zipper and removed a bright red studded collar.“Turn around” he commanded and I felt him step up behind me and reach around my shoulders. With fingers that I noticed were shaking, he placed the collar around my neck and locked it in place. It was not tight, but it was there, and I closed my eyes as its tiny weight felt like so much more upon me.“I said the panties too.” He. “Really, and why is that?”She hesitated, before saying, “Will we survive this weekend?”“Do you want to?” I said taking more Pasta onto my fork. Her question was stiffening my groin.She looked at me now. Eye to eye, and there were tears in hers.She did not answer.******We had been gone almost two hours when Red and I walked back into the cells, and opened the door into the small stone room that we had left the slut in.What I saw when the old wood creaked open sent my burgeoning erection into.