Chapter Six of Mia's tale into bondage

Mature Content Warning: This text contains explicit and mature themes, including BDSM, bondage, and erotic content. It also involves discussions of submission, dominance, and sensual experiences. Reader discretion is advised.

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As we walked through the labyrinthine corridors, the air grew thick with anticipation. The darkness seemed to vibrate with the promise of forbidden pleasures, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement coursing through my veins. I had no idea where we were headed, but I was eager to find out.

The corridors twisted and turned, leading us deeper into the heart of the dungeon. The walls were adorned with intricate carvings, depicting scenes of bondage and submission. I felt a shiver run down my spine as I gazed upon the images, my mind racing with the possibilities.

Finally, we arrived at a door that looked like it led to a small, intimate room. Master Leo smiled at me, his eyes glinting with amusement, and pushed open the door. "Welcome to the collar room," he said, his voice low and husky. "Would you like to come in and inspect the collars we have for our slaves?"

I stepped inside, my eyes widening as I took in the array of collars on display. There were leather collars, metal collars, and even crystal collars, each one unique and beautifully crafted. I felt a sense of wonder wash over me as I reached out to touch the collars, my fingers trailing over the intricate designs and symbols etched into the leather and metal.

Master Leo gestured for me to take a closer look, and I wandered over to the shelves, running my fingers over the collars. Each one seemed to whisper secrets in my ear, tempting me with promises of pleasure and submission. My blood was pumping as I imagined myself wearing one of these collars, feeling the weight of the leather or metal against my skin.

As I explored the collars, Master Leo explained the different types and their meanings. "The metal collars are for slaves who want to be treated with a firmer hand," he said, his voice low and smooth. "They indicate that the slave is willing to accept more extreme forms of discipline and punishment."

He showed me a few examples of metal collars, each one with its own unique design and features. "These collars are for slaves who want to be pushed to their limits, who want to be challenged and tested. They're for those who want to be treated as property, rather than as a person."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as I listened to Master Leo's words, my mind racing with the implications. I had never thought about submission in such explicit terms before, but there was something about the idea that drew me in.

Master Leo then moved on to the leather collars, which were softer and more supple to the touch. "These collars are for slaves who want to be treated with more care and attention," he explained. "They indicate that the slave is willing to accept guidance and direction but also wants to be treated with kindness and respect."

As he showed me the different collars, I noticed that some of them had special symbols or charms attached to them. Master Leo explained that these symbols indicated specific desires or limits, such as a desire to be treated as a pet, or a limit on certain types of play.

Some charms meant no touching, no striking in a certain place or placing objects in orifices.

Other charms said bring them on.

I felt a sense of wonder wash over me as I listened to Master Leo's explanations, my mind expanding with the possibilities. I had never realized that there were so many ways to experience submission, and I was eager to learn more.

Master Leo showed me a puppy collar, which had a mini bone attached to it. "This collar is for slaves who want to be treated like animals," he explained. "They want to be spoken to in a certain way, and they want to behave in a certain way. They want to be trained and disciplined like a pet, and they want to be rewarded with treats and praise."

My heart thumped as I looked at the puppy collar, my mind racing with the possibilities. I had always been fascinated by the idea of pet play, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to experience it first hand.

Master Leo also showed me pony collars and bridles, which were designed for slaves who wanted to be treated like horses. "These collars are for slaves who want to be ridden and driven, who want to be treated like a beast of burden," he explained. "They want to be spoken to in a certain way, and they want to behave in a certain way. They want to be trained and disciplined like a horse, and they want to be rewarded with praise and affection."

As I looked at the different collars, I felt a sense of overwhelm wash over me. There were so many options, so many possibilities, and I didn't know where to start. But Master Leo's words were reassuring, and I knew that he would guide me through the process.

"So, Mia, which collar do you feel drawn to?" Master Leo asked, his eyes glinting with amusement.

I hesitated, unsure of what to say.

I had never thought about submitting to someone before, but there was something about Master Leo, the collars and the dungeon that drew me in.

Hell, it was the collars, they all were speaking to me, it felt like the puppy collar was simpering towards me.

I looked at the collars again, my eyes scanning the different options.

I just didn’t know and told Master Leo so.

I was taking deep breaths as I felt this was taking that final step out of my comfort zone.

I also reminded myself I was naked in front of Master Leo, as started to get slightly embarrassed.

My bruises and welts started to sting.

Did I want to stop now?

Master Leo took a step back, as he could see I was getting anxious. He checked his pocket watch and reassured me how it would work with the collars.

"That's okay," he said. "We'll take it one step at a time. Why don't you try on a few of the collars and see how they feel?"

“If you find a collar now Mia, then we’ll take it to the next level, you only become the slave once the padlock is on.”

I nodded and breathed a little easier. Master Leo helped me try on a few of the collars, and I was surprised by how different each one felt. Some of them were heavy and oppressive, while others were light and freeing.

As I tried on the collars, Master Leo explained the different protocols and rules that came with each one. He told me about the different types of play and the various levels of submission. I listened intently, my mind racing with the possibilities.

After trying on several collars, I finally found one that felt right. It was a red leather collar with a small silver lock on the front. Master Leo smiled when he watched me model it.

"Ah, you've chosen the crimson slave collar," he said. "That's a good choice for you Mia. It's a versatile training collar that can be used for a variety of play."

"It's a symbol of your submission and surrender to me, and it's a reminder of the rules and protocols that we've established. When you wear this collar, you'll be expected to obey my commands without question, and to submit to my will without hesitation."

“I will warn you Mia, when the padlock is locked on, I will go into barking mode.”

I noticed the symbols etched into the collar, one of submission and another of domination. There was a bench and the ring that went through the hoops to lock the slave in.

It had 2 D rings at the front and back of the collar.

I placed the collar around my neck and started to thread the belt through the buckles.

I started to breathe more deeply, as I was embracing the role of being a slave.

Master Leo then reminded me before I completed putting the collar on about other charms for what I didn’t want to do.

I didn’t want my face or hands hurt, but I had come this far, and I wanted to see what was further down the dark staircase I had started to descend.

Master Leo looked at his pocket watch again and went off to get a set of matching wrist and ankle cuffs.

He also obtained a set of padlocks.

“So, Mia” Master Leo looked me in the eye speaking slowly.

“I have to ask you before I lock these padlocks on your restraints, are you freely willing to take the collar on and become the slave?”

Master Leo paused for effect, I could see he was going to say something else and kept very quiet.

“Or do you want to take a step back?”

I took a breath, looked Master Leo in the eye and I said with my body fluttering as I couldn’t believe I said it.

“I want a collar Sir. I want this collar Sir. I want to wear this collar now Sir.”

 My tone was cautious but started to get quicker as I said it. I just wanted to get that collar on now.

He walked around my naked body with the unlocked collar around my neck.

“Good” he purred.

Master Leo showed me the padlock, it had a key to it and was magnetically timed.

“Mia, I am going to make you a slave for the hour” Master Leo explained how the padlock works and that once the hour was up, I was no longer a slave.   

I felt a surge of excitement as Leo locked the collar around my neck. It was a strange feeling, but it was also kind of exhilarating.

Master Leo checked his pocket watch again and handed me the wrist and ankle cuffs and the padlocks.

He took a breath, and he no longer spoke to me, he was commanding me.

He was building up to barking mode.

“Right. Bitch. Cuffs, Now!”

I was shocked at the change of his tone, it was abrupt, barking. He was clapping his hands as I rushed to put on the other cuffs and use the padlocks to lock them. I slightly panicked dropping the one cuff on the floor.

“Come on, Come on, COME ON MIA, you want to be a good girl?”

When he barked good girl, I slightly relaxed and focused, I wanted to be the good girl for Master Leo.

I still do now, even when he’s being an ass or worse.

Master Leo looked again at his pocket watch and an alarm had gone off.

“Mia, you have taken too long, and I now need to see to the gimp. The punishment waiting for you is going to be sever.” Master Leo said in a severe way as he walked out.

Master Leo left, and I carried on placing on my cuffs, locking them in place. I looked at myself in the mirror, wearing the cuffs, the padlocks dangling down from the hooks, the bruises and marks from earlier.

I smiled, I was going to receive my punishment when Master Leo returned, I had no idea what it would be.