First of all, this story is compleatly fictional, even if it’s based on a recent kink I discovered…
It’s also based on a suggestion from one of my readers, so feel free to message me if you have any ideas for future stories. :)
How I got collared
It was like every other weekend. When I got off at five I phoned one of my potential dates and set up dinner. I just thought I could ride on the generosity of others but as I was about to learn, that was not the case.
He was at my house at six and we got to the restaurant at half past. The ride there was relatively uneventful. I looked him over, taking in his character. He was confident. At least that’s what I thought. He wasn’t the most muscular, but he wasn’t in bad shape by any means. He definitely looked like he could have his way with me if he wanted and I could do nothing about it. I didn’t think he would though. He seemed nice.