Collaring ... part 2
* Macore grins big
* {chantrea}Mac drops to her knees at the entrance, smirking to the bot as ebony strands  slide over outstretched arms, pressing a kiss to the threshold as she begs softly
<{chantrea}Mac> might Your moonslut enter?
<Macore> yes she most certainly may
* {chantrea}Mac grins as she bounces to her feet, running across the Tavern to her Master,  skidding to a stop at His furs, green eyes twinkle with an impish glow as she hops itno His lap and  snuggles with Him
<{chantrea}Mac> hi Master
* {chantrea}Mac giggles
<Macore> Hello my pet
<Macore> smiles
<jade{BW}> witnessed!!!!!
<jade{BW}> congratulations you two....
* {chantrea}Mac giggles
<jade{BW}> yes, much better sis.
<Macore> Thanks you jade
* {chantrea}Mac brushes her finger down her Master's cheek
<{chantrea}Mac> my Master, does trea actually get a collar?
<Macore> Nods
<jade{BW}> yes yes... collar her.
<Macore> ok
* {chantrea}Mac slides from her Master's lap and back to the furs, silken thighs spread wide,  her heat displayed to her Master, green eyes twinkle under the veil of dark lashes, small palms  turned upwards on silky skin
<Macore> OK, nods
<Macore> trea, come before me and raise you chin
* {chantrea}Mac grins up to Him from her position on the furs
* {chantrea}Mac drops to her hands, crawling the little bit to her Master, kneeling atop His  boots, her hands resting lightly on His thighs as her chin tips back, exposing the slender column of  her thorat
* Macore reaches into a secret place in his furs and takes out a shiny new collar made of the  finest steel
* jade{BW} smiles and watches with much pleasure
* {chantrea}Mac oooooooooooooooos at the pretty collar
<Macore> He holds it aloft noticing the firelight glinting on the polished steel
* jade{BW} giggles with tiny hand on her pretty little mouth, at the oooooos and ahhhhhs of  her sis.
* {chantrea}Mac watches Him intently
* Macore holds the collar down so she can see the name  in raised gold letters on the collar,  its says {chantrea}Mac
* {chantrea}Mac smiles at Him, a finger raising to trace the lettering
* Macore grins and says I collar you girl as My slave first girl of the Tavern and my heart
* jade{BW} strikes her left shoulder with the heel of her right hand.. in Gorean applause...
* {chantrea}Mac turns five shades of red at His speech
* Macore slowly takes the collar and places it around your neck, the cold steel moving across  you soft skin and quickly becoming warmed by your slave flesh, he gently closes it around your throat  and locks it into place. *CLICK* is heard as the tumblers lock securley
* {chantrea}Mac raises her gaze to His, her hand going up to close around His at the back of  the collar, a soft smile dances on crimson lips
* Macore grins, Welcome to your home and your Master my slave
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