Spit
I led her into the room by a short chain leash, which was attached to a thin metal collar clasped tightly around her throat. She was already on her hands and knees, crawling, wearing only my the lingerie I picked out for her earlier in the morning: matching black lace bra and thong. I pulled her over to the bed, where I sat on the edge. She sat back on her heels, kneels on the floor, looking up at me eagerly. Her big, beautiful eyes widened as I wrapped my hand around her soft, sensitive throat...