The Red Collar Part Three: Effort

By Elliot Silvestri

After giving up her boyfriend and all pretenses of a plain, normal life, Analise gives herself over to be Mistress Kim’s submissive along with being the assistant to the dominatrix in charge of the Farm. What Analise hadn’t considered was how much Kim would push her to become a complete submissive...

This is a 16,000 word novella intended for adult audiences. Part three 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.

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“Oh, I didn’t mean it that way,” she blurted out to try and cover her misstep.
Davis had already turned away. “Oh? And how did you mean it?” The anger and disappointment in his voice were heart wrenching.
“I was just surprised. You really never gave me any signal you wanted to be exclusive.”
Even with this said, he couldn’t meet her gaze. “Maybe I shouldn’t have been so forward and bold,” he offered. “Sorry if I embarrassed you. I’ll go now.” He got up to leave her small apartment.
“I didn’t say no,” she said, stopping him. “I just said I was surprised. Partly because I haven’t been dating anyone else.”
This gave him pause and he turned half way back to her. “You didn’t say no?” he asked.
“Yeah, you need to listen more closely.”
“So you’ll stop working your...dominatrix job.”
She was slightly taken aback and blinked twice at his statement. “I didn’t agree to that. I won’t date anyone else but I’m not giving up my job.”
“That’s kind of the point,” he said. “I don’t want you having sex with other people at...work.”
She sighed, exasperated. “I don’t have sex with other people at work,” she lied to him.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Elliot Silvestri
• Release date: Dec 31, 2014
• ISBN: 9781310338014

Elliot Silvestri

Elliot Silvestri lives in upstate New York where he works and writes, not always at the same time. He has a degree in English Literature and his professors would be appalled at the shoddy construction of his characters and plots for his ebook erotica. His free time is spent with his wife and children, repairing a one hundred year old house, and herding the family’s three cats.Find him at: @[e-mail]

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The Red Collar

Part Three: Effort

By Elliot Silvestri

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Part Three

Chapter Six

Mr. Ryan stood nude in the corner of the room, his arms behind his back. He was restrained with a pair of handcuffs attached to the metal pole in the corner. He wasn’t fully nude, on his cock he wore a chastity belt. Like most of the men that visited the country house, he too had a cockring piercing his penis’s head. Along the length of his cock were a series of metal rings, spaced roughly a half inch apart down his length. The rings were joined together with two leather strips that ran down the sides of his cock. The device was held in place at the end with his Prince Albert piercing. It was then locked with two tiny padlocks at the cock’s base, metal rings that went around his balls and the entire genitalia where I met it pubic bone. Leather straps like a G-string went around his hips and between his buttocks. At the end of the chastity device was a large lock that locked his PA to the device. The entire unit was flexible enough to allow him a full erection but would prevent any pleasure he might derive from that erection. It was all-but-impossible to escape. Certainly he could have sex with a woman if he chose, but what woman would want that device in her cunt? And he would get no pleasure from coitus while wearing his belt, the rings and leather would see to that. He was well-bound.

On the table next to him was a ball gag that promised punishment if he couldn’t remain quiet. Other silent means of ensuring his silent status were a pair of clover nipple clamps, a flogger, and small leather wrapped cane.

On the bed Mrs. Ryan was making love with Steffie. Mrs. Ryan was a wholly unremarkable woman—average looks, average body, average in all respects except for her considerable accomplishments at the law school where she taught—except for the golden ring that pierced her left nipple. It was uncertain if the two women were making love for the benefit of Mr. Ryan’s desire or if Mrs. Ryan was truly bisexual and decided to indulge her libido between Steffie’s thighs. The girl had stripped off her maid’s uniform was down to just her thigh high stockings. Her requisite corset and silk panties were carefully folded on the table. She, as always, wore the required country house collar, this one red edged with a black ribbon.

Steffie was on her back, her knees upraised and spread, allowing Mrs. Ryan full access to Steffie’s shaved pussy. The professional woman’s tongue and fingers were buried deep in the girl’s quim, looking to bring her partner to orgasm as quickly and as powerfully as possible. Steffie’s fingers were twisting and pulling her nipples. Thought she was loath to admit it, Steffie often had trouble cumming without the assistance of a vibrator. Mrs. Ryan didn’t want to use a vibrator on her lesbian partner tonight. I want to make love to you naturally, as two women should, she had explained to Steffie, giving the servant girl an intimate kiss when they had started their session. Steffie was more than happy to accept Mrs. Ryan’s kiss and