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as soon as he said I wasn’t allowed.   And if I couldn’t cum, then I needed a cold shower, and fast!   I quickly washed myself thoroughly and jumped shivering from the stall.   I wrapped a plush towel around myself, and another atop my head and sat in front of the beautiful, glossy white vanity.   On its top were some basic cosmetics and a hair dryer.   Supplemented by what I had in my handbag, it was only a few minutes later that I looked at myself and hoped he liked what he saw.   I stood and finished drying my body, then pulled back the wardrobe door and gasped.
          There was nothing in there!
          I looked down, and on the floor were a pair of black pumps, a black leather collar and a note.   Pulling open the other door of the wardrobe, I found it empty as well.   I crouched down to pick up the things, then sat back down at the vanity to read.
          Dominique, this is your training collar.   Do not put it on.   Bring it downstairs with you.   There is some jewellery in the drawer on your right.   Pick out what you want.   It is yours.   Remember, to me you are beautiful.   Walk tall.
          Andrew
          My nipples sprung to attention and I could feel the butterflies in my tummy.   I hadn’t been here an hour and already I was going to be naked in front of him!   I looked at myself in the mirror and was greeted with a stupid grin and I giggled.   I slipped on the pumps and stood up.   Perfect fit, of course.   How could he know?   Picking up the collar, I inspected the small silver disk hanging from the front ring.   ‘ Dominique ’ was engraved across it in a beautiful flowing style.   It felt strange holding it in my hands.   He must have had such faith in me.   I wondered when he had it made and I got a little choked up.   I was amazed by the thinness and softness of the leather.   I had to see what it looked like and held it up to my neck.   Damn, I looked sexy.   I opened the drawer and found a small jewellery box.   When I placed it on the vanity and lifted the lid, my tear-filled eyes bugged out.
          I delved into the half-full box, not knowing what to think.   I felt like a pirate finding hidden treasure!   Choosing a silver waist chain, I fastened the clasp with trembling fingers.   Wow!   There were rings and bracelets and some anklets and beautiful jewelled earrings.   There were also some things I didn’t even know what to do with.   I picked up one piece that looked like a brooch.   It was a silver star with slivers of green stone swirled through the metal.   But from what I could see, there was no way to attach it.   For a moment I pondered the pretty piece.   Then it dawned on me.
          It was nipple jewellery !   Adjusting the spring on the back, I fitted it over my hard nipple and let go of the spring.   Whoa!   I thought, my mouth dropping open.   “ Mmmmmm !” I moaned aloud at the tightness.   Gritting my teeth, I pulled my nipple further through it.   What the hell am I doing?   Maybe another day I could wear something like that, but not today.   I took it off and replaced it, choosing instead some pretty dangling silver earrings and put them on.
          I rushed into the bathroom to look in the full-length mirror on the back of the door.   Hmmmm ... I thought, quickly scanning myself up and down.   Opening the bathroom cabinet, I smiled at his forethought.   Shaking my head, I wondered how many ‘firsts’ I would end up having today.
          A further fifteen minutes later, I again modelled in the full-length mirror.   I blushed and a tingle of excitement rippled across my skin.   I raced back out to the vanity and lifted the collar to my neck again.
          God, I mustn’t prove him wrong .
          I shuddered and dropped my arms to my sides.   I looked again at myself, naked and holding his collar loosely in my hand, wondering what the hell was I doing there.   I looked at