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He carried a bag resembling a laptop case filled with carefully selected bondage oriented straps and other interesting things. As the case slapped down onto the coffee table her eyes shifted accidentally, trying to get a glimpse of His evening's intentions. He firmly twisted her nipple as He groweled" who the fuck told you to look at that?" she instantly diverted her eyes to the place just below His belt , where her gaze belonged. He kissed her her lips as He pinched down hard on her nipple, holding the kiss beyond releasing it, sending shivers through her. "On My way over I noticed how nice it is outside today".....leaving the sentence hanging unfinished, as if He was thinking of what words should follow.". " I think that we should take a bike ride and that we will decide who wears the collar with the flip of a coin,heads wearing it and following all orders without hesitation". He went on to say that any halfheated efforts to fulfill the responsibilities of domination will incur severe punishments. " Is this clear?" He asked her."Yes Sir she meekly replied. He pulled a silver dollar from his watchpocket and told her" call it " as he flipped it out into the yard. she quickly chose heads before the coin landed, heads up. She turned to look him in the eye, a faint smile turning up at the corners of her mouth." Remove your shirt and jeans now!" She ordered her newly designated slave. He peeled them off as if they were on fire and then stood with his feet spread about the width of his shoulders, hands clasped behind his back and eyes turned down. She proceeded to pour his case out onto the coffee table, assessing it' contents in a single glance and pulled out the brass collar and put it around his neck, with the lead pointing forward. She then snapped a fairly long leash to it and told him that he had better not lag behind or it might just poke holes in your neck chuckling insidiously as the picture in his mind"s eye became very clear. She ordered him to put ont the spandex riding shorts that slid off the edge of the coffee table when she dumped out the case. As he bent forward to pick them up she swung the rubber whip she had picked up with enough force to elicit a small yelp from him, asking him if he thought that was halfhearted. "No Mistress" he immediately blurted out, hoping to keep from incurring her wrath for responding to slowly. She left him standing in the middle of the living room as She went to find appropriate riding apperal. when She returned in a loose fitting cotton dress he couldn't help but notice she had neglected to put on any underwear, causing his cock to stir in the spandex shorts, finding the round hole that had been cut into the front seem and allowing the head to peer out , as if from a cave. " Good boy" she said as she swatted it playfully with the whip. " take the bikes outside and wait with the leash in your mouth" she instructed as she swept the contents of the bag back into it. She locked the door hung the bag around his neck and took the leash from his mouth. She then allowed him to adjust the strap and the collar so they were not unnesesarily uncomfortabe and mounted her bike. "Get on" She told him as She started taking the slack out of the leash. He straddled the bike just in time to keep from being choked and fell in behind Her as they headed toward the bike trail.