As the journey got closer to the city people started leaving at their respective stations and the ‘tinned sardine’ effect lessened.It was a warm sun...ny day and it even looked cheerful through the tinted windows. The air-cooling was a delight.I had woken with a spring in my step and a glint in my eye that only I knew the meaning of. I jumped in the shower, slipped into my bland, just above the knee skirt and sheer as I was allowed blouse, stroked the cat, gulped some juice and shut the door. I. So walked to Miss Amelia’s residence, it was not too far around two miles and quite a pleasant walk, I knocked on the door.A girl dressed as a maid answered the door this time, showed me to the living room a small stoll was there and a note upon it say sit here but first strip. This I did folding the clothes neatly well all except the knickers I was to keep these on apparently. I sat and waited. The device I wore was now becoming easier to wear at first the weight and feel of it was. Luckily she listened to me and halted her grinding, leaving her ass firmly pressed against my still hard dick. I don’t know how long it took after that but I was finally able to sleep.The next morning I woke up alone. I glanced around the room quickly and sat up as my heart started racing. My room was just the way it should be, and there was no one else in my bed either so with a sigh of exhaustion I let myself fall back onto my bed as my eyes closed.It was just a dream. I never had a dream. His suit looked tailored, and he wore black leather gloves and an eye patch over his left eye. ?I am here, and I demand what is mine? ?Good. Then you may collar the bride.? What? Lauren yelled into the gag. A collar? She did not understand its significance, only that she was being lowered to the status of a dog. The benefactor spared no time in claiming his prize. He walked to the head of the altar and stood before Lauren’s veiled face. With both hands, he grabbed the trim.