The Leg Leash
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This is an early female domination fantasy I once had. Just remembered it. Not very practical but thought I’d share it with you.
She’d already collared me. On my hands and knees I looked up at her.
“Foot treat day for you, I know you’ll be so happy. Look at my ankle.”
There was a bracelet around one of them. She bent and locked a chain in place then stretched over to me and locked it on me. Now I had a hint why I was wearing a choke collar today.
“I move you follow, wherever I go. You get slow and you may find yourself short of breath.”
A polite way to say choking, not that I was in any position to argue.
“If I stop you are to crawl up and lick my boots. When I move away you will follow silently. If the boots slam into your teeth you will learn to pay more attention.”
I guess I’d certainly try. What was I going to do, call the slaves union and report unfair practices?
She moved away, the choke collar yanked me and I scrambled after her hoping I could keep up.
