He became friendly with no one, no one in the priests group, no one in our group. He was superficially friendly but if one got on to any personal topi...c he became brusque and non-communicative. My impression is, he’s a man with a background or has some other agenda. Interestingly, like many males within the Guild, he appears to be strong and healthy.“Nevertheless, it’s important to say that he was most helpful in ensuring that we did get to see all the facilities. We saw more than we expected.. I put it around Erika and looked at her. It was fitting on her. I swapped other collars all in similar fashion but different engravings --SLUT, WHORE, CUM WHORE, SKANK, BITCH-- and finally picked SLUT as her collar. Then I tried on some leashes. I settled for a semi-thick chained leash. It wasn't so thick that it would hurt Erika. I put the leash on the collar and yanked on it. Erika came jerked forward into my arms."Perfect," I said.Erika kept her head down.I made her look up and look in the. We slept together in the bedroom for a few hours, then went home. On Sunday, Vicky called, eagerly bubbling over to tell me about her talk with Wes. "He's thrilled. He wants the party at his totally private Caribbean island. I love the idea." "Wow, a private island? How cool is that!" Vicky continued, "He'll arrange everything. All I have to do is be there." "When?" "Next Saturday night, at nine." She hesitated, "Cindy, one thing. Will you go with me?" "Travel with you or do the party with. I lifted the collar out of the box, and from the rapt look in Sharice’s eyes, you would have thought it was solid gold and encrusted with diamonds, instead of velvet and lace with an aquamarine. “This makes it really real, doesn’t it Master? If you put your collar on me, you really are going to keep me.”“I was planning on keeping you anyway my pet,” I told her as I snapped the collar around her neck. “You never would have been invited to the pens if I didn’t intend you to be more than a casual.