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Chapter XXIII
"Put your clothes on, see how they fit." He gestured to her skirt and blouse on the bed. She put on the blouse first, then pulled the skirt on over the chastity belt. Like the belt the skirt's waistband was just above her hips. It fit and she couldn't see any telltale bulges to indicate what she had on underneath. She walked around to see if there were any problems.
"Excellent, not visible anywhere. You could wear it in public. Maybe not with tight jeans or shorts, but that won't be a problem." In public? There was no way she would wear this thing in public, someone was sure to see it and she would be so embarrassed. Though it was a good sign he was thinking about letting her go out in public. She didn't miss that nuance. Then she remembered the lock on the belt. If he didn't take it off she would have no choice but to wear it, in public or anywhere else.
He stood up and pointed to the chair. "Sit down, see how it feels." She sat in the chair. It wasn't uncomfortable, but the front shield tended to force her legs slightly apart. She tried crossing her legs to see if the belt interfered.
" No " came his swift response, "you do not cross your legs. I forbid it, no discussion. You will be punished if you ever do it again, no exceptions. You sit with legs together, ankles crossed. That's the proper way, don't ever forget it." She jumped at the sudden change in his tone, quickly uncrossing her legs, caught by surprise at the ferocity of his reaction. There was no question in her mind he was inflexible on that rule. In any case it wouldn't be practical with the belt on, the front shield dug uncomfortably into her thighs.
"Stand in the circle, I'm not done yet." She stood up and went to her place on the floor once more. Every step she felt the belt holding her, pressing against her underneath the skirt, a tangible reminder of his ownership. "There is one more item for you, something special." He put his hands on her shoulders, looking down at her face.
"I demand much from you, Sue Ann, your obedience, your submission to me, and I hope one day your love and affection. I may seem harsh, even cold and unemotional at times, but I want you to remember one thing, something of paramount importance." He reached into the box and withdrew a brightly polished metal collar. He opened the back and placed it around her neck. "as much as you belong to me, so I belong to you. I will not turn you away, or abandon you, or replace you with anyone else. We will be together for a lifetime, no matter what happens. This collar," she could feel him doing something at the back of her neck, "is my promise to you that you will always be first in my heart, that I will do my best to love and care for you, provide for you, and never hurt you. Your place forever more will be at my side." He took something small out of a pocket. "and your place will include being my wife as well as my slave." He took her left hand and placed the ring on her finger, a gold engagement ring with a small diamond in the center.
She could feel the tears flowing down her face, tears of joy. Her arms went up and over his wide shoulders as he pulled her to him in a close embrace, tenderly kissing her. For the first time in her life she felt safe in surrendering to a man, to her master, trusting him with her life, knowing she had nothing to fear now or in the future.
He held her close for some time, stroking her hair as she clung to him. "Dinner is late but will be ready soon. You will find earrings in the bathroom, and I left some new clothes for you in the closet, a dress for dinner along with some other items you might need. I'll leave you for now, so you can get ready. Dinner should be in about 30 minutes, I'll come for you then."
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