Petplay

Prologue
 

I called her before I left the office on Friday afternoon.

"Hello," she answered.

"Hello, slut."

"Oh, Master, I'm so glad you called.  How are you? When do you think you'll
get here?"

"I'm fine.  I'll be leaving in just a few minutes.  Two hours . . . that'll
make it about seven fifteen.  Are you ready?"

"Yes, Master, I can't wait."

"Good.  What are you wearing?"

"Nothing, Master, as you directed."

"Nothing?"

"Just the collar, Master."