When I went out of town a few weeks ago, I left Boy Toy behind wearing the CB6000. I wasn’t gone very long but by the time I was back, he was in such a state! He kept having these kinky dreams and wrote several of them for me. This is the first.

It begins as a party, but as time goes on I start to feel paranoid, like you are all up to something but no one is telling me what. Later, we are down in the bedroom and everyone is coming along. It feels strange because they seem to be looking at me with smiles and settling down there instead of in the kitchen as usual.

Then I realize it’s some sort of collaring ceremony.

You tell me to strip and I really don’t want to in front of everyone, and everyone is looking at me cheering me on, saying “Come on, hurry up, don’t back out…” I’m trying to talk, or well plead with you in private in a corner so they don’t hear but I’m pressured by all that’s going on and I’m shaking with fear or nervousness. You give me no out and I want to argue but everyone is screaming “Come on, come on… Go, go go…”

Then I remember undressing in the corner and as if that isn’t enough, you show up holding the crop, telling me to pick up and fold my clothing. Everyone is saying stuff like “Go Elle, go!” and cheering. I’m trying to keep my back to the crowd, trying to hide the fact that I’m wearing the CB6000! Read the rest of this entry »