The Red Collar Part Four: Breathe

After settling into her new life as the toy of Mistress Kim, Analise keeps getting pushed beyond her limits. Surpassing those limits is fine, but Analise discovers she wants to have limits, that she needs them. Only by continuing her work at the Farm's house of iniquity does Analise truly discover who she is and how she wants to live her life.

This is an 18,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Part four of four. Originally published as one complete work.

Content warning: This story features graphic sex, BDSM themes, consensual slavery, lesbian sex, group sex, pregnant sex, female submissiveness, and other graphic depictions of adult sexuality. Strong language and adult only content.

Excerpt:

"Buy you a drink?" he asked. His lips were pretty without being feminine.
"No," she said looking him up and down. "Why don't you just take me home so we can have sex?"
He laughed, not at her, but at the absurdity of the situation. "I came here with friends," he said. "I can't just leave them."
"You'd rather sit and drink with your friends than have sex with me?" she asked confidently.
He swallowed. "I don't even know you."
"It's a twenty minute drive to my place. We'll get to know each other on the way."
Once he pulled into the driveway, she paused him as he started to get out of the car by resting her hand on his thigh. "You can leave now, if you want," she told him.
He grinned at her. "I drove you here to get laid. Unless you're using me for a ride home."
She shook her head. "No. You need to be aware of one thing before we go inside."
"What?"
"This is the house of my mistress and master. They sent me to the bar tonight to pick up a random guy, bring him home and have sex with him while they watched. Is that okay with you?"
"Uh, you're kidding right?"
"No. It's sort of like a game we play. You don't have to join in if you don't want."
"They're going to watch, huh?"
"Yes."
"Uh-huh. Are you like their slave or something."
"Sort of. Slave. Sex toy. Obedient servant. "
"And you like this?"
"Yes."
"What happens if I drive away and leave you here alone."
"I'll have failed and I'll get sent to my cell with a whipping and no sex."
"I suppose I can't let a nice girl like you get victimized like that."
"One more thing," she said. "What's your name?"