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Part 3 – The Hotel Gardens
Your panties sit on the table in front of us, in normal circumstances you would have grabbed them, to hide them from anyone seeing, but here and now and with what you now knew and what you had recognised as seeing after being given an explanation, the panties were left laid on the table between us. Your hesitation was not about not being aroused, or willingness to feel a collar fastened signifying your submissive role....these things aroused you greatly, but how far would things go?
Recognising your hesitation and the reason for it.
“Suzie...I know this is a big step, especially with this being our first meeting. But I can assure you, you are perfectly safe...We both know and understand that though someone may wear a collar and accept to be the submissive within a relationship, there are limits and ultimately it is the submissive that holds the power of where things could lead. What if we agree on a safe word, then you have that control over everything that may happen....though I don’t believe there will be a need to use it, do you?”
After a short chat a safe word was agreed on, using a pretty standard word for the situation “RED”, but also agreeing on a signal to replace the safe word for when times Suzie was not able to say it, such as when gagged or had her mouth full with mine or someone’s cock, or occupied in other ways. It was a greed for Suzie to shake her head and raise her thumbs in a ‘thumbs up’ gesture, this way the sign could be recognised and not just Suzie shaking her head in the throes of passion, and even though Suzie will be bound at various times, her thumbs would be free to complete the signal that things were going a bit too far, and it would stop immediately.
Following the discussion and agreements, you take the panties in your hand, get up and walk to the bar. As you walk to the bar you look around at the others, now more aware, looking at who were wearing the collars, your imagination conjuring images of what pleasures they were going to enjoy. At the bar, the bar tender approaches, with a knowing smile, and surprises you with his greeting.
“Hello Suzie, can I get something for you?”
Trying not to be taken aback by the fact that he greeted you by name, and wanting to appear confident with the situation, you place your panties on the bar between you.
“Yes, I would like to exchange my panties, for the collar I believe you have for me.”
The bartender smiling takes your panties from the bar, then reaches below the bar. Raising he places a small padlock and key on the bar, with a small leather bag which is closed so you have no idea what it contains, then reaching under the bar again he stands with a thick leather collar. What immediately catches your attention is the silver lettering on the front of the collar ‘SUZIE’. As you look at the collar bearing your name, a familiar warm arousing feeling of submission fills you, then the bartender speaks again.
“Can you lean forward a little Suzie, so I can put your collar on....the padlock and key are for you to give to Logan. You can change your mind and remove the collar until then, but if you’re happy, Logan will lock your collar in place then only he has the key to remove it.”
You move closer to the bar and lean forward, as the bartender places the collar around your neck and fastens it. The feel of the warm leather collar being fastened and of the public way that it is done only adds to your arousal. Though only recently feeling Logan’s fingers slide in and out of your pussy in the bar, arousing and making you wet, this almost feels better...the public exhibition of submission and desires...you want everyone in the bar to forget about their own arrangements, desires, collars and pleasures and look at you having a collar placed around your neck by a stranger, then taking the padlock and key to me. But there is only mild interest from the others in the bar, obviously too engrossed in their own situations, desires and pleasures...you would show them, the defiant streak in you said as you picked up the padlock and key and moved to return to our table.
“Don’t forget your bag Suzie.” The bartender said stopping you before leaving the bar. “You’ll need it when Logan shows you the garden.”
And with another smile he walked away to the other side of the bar to refresh the drinks of the women sat further along the bar. The older collar wearing woman and the younger woman that with your new knowledge appears to be the one that holds the key to the collar. As you begin to walk away you take more notice of them, the older of the women has her hands gripping the brass-effect metal rail that runs around the edge of the bar, tightly gripping as her eyes are closed and jaw clenched. The younger woman appears to be sitting leisurely sideways, looking at the older woman as she holds her drink, but her other hand is below the level of the bar so out of sight....what is it that she is doing to her older collared companion??
Putting the arousing thoughts from your mind you return to our table, place the bag on the table and place the padlock and key in front of me. I don’t have to ask the question, as we both know that I will be placing the padlock on your collar, but for the last time I check.
“You want this Suzie? You can leave now and that will be it, but we can still remain friends as we were before, no judgements or falling out.”
“Yes, I want this....you know I do. And what is it about the garden?”
“Well let’s find out...” I pick up the padlock as you lean forward and hear the ‘click’ as the padlock locks your collar. Taking your face in my hands I kiss you gently on the mouth. “...we need to make some changes before going to the gardens though.”
Taking the bag from the table I open it, and take out a pair of leather cuffs, matching in design to the collar locked around your neck.
“Turn round Suzie” is all I say and you stand and turn your back to me and move your hands behind you, knowing what is coming. One at a time the leather cuffs are secured around each of your wrists, and each time you here a ‘click’, knowing know that not only can your collar only be removed by me, but now the leather cuffs on your wrists. You move your arms as you feel my hands move your wrists closer, then another ‘click’, fastening your wrists together.
“Turn round”
Instinctively you turn, as I stand and begin unbuttoning your dress...one by one the buttons are opened allowing the top of your dress to open....showing your chest, then more of the swell of your breasts...until the top of your dress is open to your waist and pushed open exposing your full, beautiful breasts held in a black lacy bra. You are being exposed to all in the bar, and it is exciting you. Then reaching into the leather bag again I take out a leash, and fasten it to your collar.
“It’s time to show you the garden Suzie. Don’t worry about your bag, purse they’ll be kept safe, and will be in our room when we get back. But now it’s time to start enjoying your...our desires.”
I pick up the leather bag and lead you from our table, on a leash with your hands behind your back and your breasts held in your bra on show to all in the bar.
To be continued....
Your panties sit on the table in front of us, in normal circumstances you would have grabbed them, to hide them from anyone seeing, but here and now and with what you now knew and what you had recognised as seeing after being given an explanation, the panties were left laid on the table between us. Your hesitation was not about not being aroused, or willingness to feel a collar fastened signifying your submissive role....these things aroused you greatly, but how far would things go?
Recognising your hesitation and the reason for it.
“Suzie...I know this is a big step, especially with this being our first meeting. But I can assure you, you are perfectly safe...We both know and understand that though someone may wear a collar and accept to be the submissive within a relationship, there are limits and ultimately it is the submissive that holds the power of where things could lead. What if we agree on a safe word, then you have that control over everything that may happen....though I don’t believe there will be a need to use it, do you?”
After a short chat a safe word was agreed on, using a pretty standard word for the situation “RED”, but also agreeing on a signal to replace the safe word for when times Suzie was not able to say it, such as when gagged or had her mouth full with mine or someone’s cock, or occupied in other ways. It was a greed for Suzie to shake her head and raise her thumbs in a ‘thumbs up’ gesture, this way the sign could be recognised and not just Suzie shaking her head in the throes of passion, and even though Suzie will be bound at various times, her thumbs would be free to complete the signal that things were going a bit too far, and it would stop immediately.
Following the discussion and agreements, you take the panties in your hand, get up and walk to the bar. As you walk to the bar you look around at the others, now more aware, looking at who were wearing the collars, your imagination conjuring images of what pleasures they were going to enjoy. At the bar, the bar tender approaches, with a knowing smile, and surprises you with his greeting.
“Hello Suzie, can I get something for you?”
Trying not to be taken aback by the fact that he greeted you by name, and wanting to appear confident with the situation, you place your panties on the bar between you.
“Yes, I would like to exchange my panties, for the collar I believe you have for me.”
The bartender smiling takes your panties from the bar, then reaches below the bar. Raising he places a small padlock and key on the bar, with a small leather bag which is closed so you have no idea what it contains, then reaching under the bar again he stands with a thick leather collar. What immediately catches your attention is the silver lettering on the front of the collar ‘SUZIE’. As you look at the collar bearing your name, a familiar warm arousing feeling of submission fills you, then the bartender speaks again.
“Can you lean forward a little Suzie, so I can put your collar on....the padlock and key are for you to give to Logan. You can change your mind and remove the collar until then, but if you’re happy, Logan will lock your collar in place then only he has the key to remove it.”
You move closer to the bar and lean forward, as the bartender places the collar around your neck and fastens it. The feel of the warm leather collar being fastened and of the public way that it is done only adds to your arousal. Though only recently feeling Logan’s fingers slide in and out of your pussy in the bar, arousing and making you wet, this almost feels better...the public exhibition of submission and desires...you want everyone in the bar to forget about their own arrangements, desires, collars and pleasures and look at you having a collar placed around your neck by a stranger, then taking the padlock and key to me. But there is only mild interest from the others in the bar, obviously too engrossed in their own situations, desires and pleasures...you would show them, the defiant streak in you said as you picked up the padlock and key and moved to return to our table.
“Don’t forget your bag Suzie.” The bartender said stopping you before leaving the bar. “You’ll need it when Logan shows you the garden.”
And with another smile he walked away to the other side of the bar to refresh the drinks of the women sat further along the bar. The older collar wearing woman and the younger woman that with your new knowledge appears to be the one that holds the key to the collar. As you begin to walk away you take more notice of them, the older of the women has her hands gripping the brass-effect metal rail that runs around the edge of the bar, tightly gripping as her eyes are closed and jaw clenched. The younger woman appears to be sitting leisurely sideways, looking at the older woman as she holds her drink, but her other hand is below the level of the bar so out of sight....what is it that she is doing to her older collared companion??
Putting the arousing thoughts from your mind you return to our table, place the bag on the table and place the padlock and key in front of me. I don’t have to ask the question, as we both know that I will be placing the padlock on your collar, but for the last time I check.
“You want this Suzie? You can leave now and that will be it, but we can still remain friends as we were before, no judgements or falling out.”
“Yes, I want this....you know I do. And what is it about the garden?”
“Well let’s find out...” I pick up the padlock as you lean forward and hear the ‘click’ as the padlock locks your collar. Taking your face in my hands I kiss you gently on the mouth. “...we need to make some changes before going to the gardens though.”
Taking the bag from the table I open it, and take out a pair of leather cuffs, matching in design to the collar locked around your neck.
“Turn round Suzie” is all I say and you stand and turn your back to me and move your hands behind you, knowing what is coming. One at a time the leather cuffs are secured around each of your wrists, and each time you here a ‘click’, knowing know that not only can your collar only be removed by me, but now the leather cuffs on your wrists. You move your arms as you feel my hands move your wrists closer, then another ‘click’, fastening your wrists together.
“Turn round”
Instinctively you turn, as I stand and begin unbuttoning your dress...one by one the buttons are opened allowing the top of your dress to open....showing your chest, then more of the swell of your breasts...until the top of your dress is open to your waist and pushed open exposing your full, beautiful breasts held in a black lacy bra. You are being exposed to all in the bar, and it is exciting you. Then reaching into the leather bag again I take out a leash, and fasten it to your collar.
“It’s time to show you the garden Suzie. Don’t worry about your bag, purse they’ll be kept safe, and will be in our room when we get back. But now it’s time to start enjoying your...our desires.”
I pick up the leather bag and lead you from our table, on a leash with your hands behind your back and your breasts held in your bra on show to all in the bar.
To be continued....
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