Kelli's Descent

"I love the taste of your cum, and when you shot it on Stephanie's pretty face, I couldn't wait to lick it off. I am pretty Stephanie's little cum slut." The words flowed from her mouth without thinking.

By the time they were home, Kelli had come to her senses a little bit. Stephanie went to her room, and closed the door. Kelli decided she needed a shower badly. She walked to the bathroom, and just let her clothes drop to the floor. Looking in the mirror, she was suddenly quite alert, remembering the collar and the sound of it shutting around her neck. She tugged at the metal, but it would not yield. She turned it around her neck, looking for a latch, but all she could find was a barely visible vertical theme. She considered going to her roomie and asking for help, but it was too late. She showered, deciding to confront Stephanie in the morning, and ask for her help getting it off.