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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago

I knew she had found me the second I felt her nail run down the back of my neck and stopping between my shoulders.

I didn't flinch to her touch, the months of conditioning had taught me not too. I dropped my head forward and sank to my knees at her feet.

"Hi Miss" i whispered.

"Did you really think I wouldn't find you again Heather?" came her words "I told you I have eyes everywhere"

Her voice was soft yet still sent a shiver down my spine.

It had been ten days since I had last seen her and she had given me the choice to stay or leave. I didn't want to leave but at the time I felt I had no option.

"Get me a drink and join me at my table"

I had still not looked around to see that it was her but I knew that she was the only on that could control me like that.

I heard her step away.

I thought to myself how foolish I had been of me to return to the fetish club where we first met. Maybe this was my subconscious mind telling me that i should never have left.

I waited a brief moment longer before standing and turning towards the club's bar. It wasn't long before i had her drink in my hand and I was walking through the club to find my mistress. I knew where she would be. She only ever sat in the booth in the back corner from which she could watch everything going on in the clubs public area.

I placed the drink down and kneeled by the side of the table at my mistress's feet. Dropping my head forward I reached behind my back and clasped my hands together.

I remained still not a word was spoken between my mistress and I for a good fifteen minutes or more. She slowly drank the drink I brought for her.

Eventually she turned towards me and leant forward her face moving next to mine, her lips close to my ear. "What am I going to do with you?" came her question. her words quiet but with an angry edge to them

I knew that this was a time to bite my tongue. If I answered it would only end up making things worse for myself. She pulled back slightly and brought a finger up to my chin lifting my head so I could look into her eyes.

Again a shiver shot down my spine.

"get me another drink" she commanded. I went to stand to walk to the bar only to feel my mistress slap me across the face. "Crawl slave".

I returned a few minutes later the knees out of my stockings to find my mistress sitting on the edge of the seat with her hands in her lap holding something. I reached out and placed her drink on the table in front of her then returned to my position at her feet.

"close your eyes and lift your head"

I do as I'm told. I feel my mistress move and her hands brush my hair off my shoulder as she places something around my neck. The feeling is all to familiar. She is putting the collar that i threw onto her floor when I left back around my neck. I pull back slightly not wanting to accept it.

"What is wrong slave? Do you not want this? came her questions.

"I do miss. I don't feel I deserve it though mistress" I respond

"Accept it slave. Remember that is just your training collar. You have yet to earn your final one. And after your recent behaviour that may take a little time"

I hesitate for a second then lean forward pressing my throat against the soft leather of the collar and allow my mistress to put it on. The cold buckle resting on the back of my neck makes me realise how much I have missed it.

"good girl" whispers my mistress barely audible above the noise of the club.

The words even let a smile come to the edge of my lips. I drop my head forward again as my mistress moves back to a more comfortable position but with a hand resting on the back of my neck my hair hiding it from the world around us. Slowly her finger strokes up and down my spine. I eventually relax. I know she can feel it as i do. I feel safe here. I know I have found my place.