She didn't know what to say. So 'this' was what the evening was about.Jason opened the collar and moved to put it around Sarah's neck. She helped him ...by pulling her long hair up out of his way.Once the collar was in place he kissed her again. Then he turned her around, facing away from him. She heard him reach down and pick up something else off the table. She felt her hands being cuffed together behind her back. He stepped up against her and reached around her taut body to massage a breast. I have no idea why they were branded with that name.On that night this particular bo sia was tossing flaunts in my direction. I love a good flaunt when I'm lucky enough to have one flung at me. This delectable young thing called herself Rose Chan after a very famous stripper in the Fifties. I had known Rose for some time now. She had played an important part when I 'changed' Mandy. She was the blood offering to Mandy after she had pissed and puked during the agony of Change.She liked playing. When he told me about this, he could barely look at me. He's miserable because of it. I tried to hug him and I rubbed his... crotch. He's got something solid on his... package." I quickly pull up an image of a plastic chastity cage on my tablet and ask if it could possibly be something similar. "It could. He pulled away pretty quickly, but it felt more like wire." I pull up an image of a steel wire cock cage and she nods her head. "Closer." So Marianne is self-medicating, trying to cure her. After a while I began to enjoy my moments of retaliation. Once I mashed her clitoris so hard between my fingernails she screamed, and servants ran to see if she was okay. “Yes!” she laughed at me afterwards. “Live now, Ajeedie. Own your senses.”I started to consider whether I liked cruelty, and perhaps I wasn’t the good person I believed myself to be. But before I made up my mind, the frequency of our appointments began to decline, and after six days where I remained unsummoned, a new Okhoron.