James Collared 2 part 4

A/N Wow! Friday got here so fast! Thanks, as always, to everyone who reads this and especially to those who review. Love and big hugs to you two!

Friday seemed to take a long time coming, When it did, Jennifer couldn't believe how nervous she felt waiting for nine-thirty to roll around. She saw Katie off to her friends before going to take a long, relaxing bath in preparation for dressing and readying herself in preparation for the arrival of her beautiful young man. She'd thought over what she was going to wear for many hours. The room downstairs also had a small wardrobe that she had filled with lingerie and shoes that made her feel sexy and powerful. She had one item that she had bought on-line as a birthday treat to herself, but had never yet actually worn. When she had seen the leather corset her first thought was that she would never wear something like that, but once she had it and had tried it on. It just made her feel so damn sexy! So now, here she was, waiting for James to arrive, wearing spike heeled shoes, sheer black stockings, tiny silky shorts, elbow-length lace gloves and her leather corset. Her hair was pulled back from her face and she had just finished applying her make-up. She glanced at the clock in her bedroom. Only twenty minutes before he was due to arrive, her heart was pounding in her chest and she felt a tremble run through her body yet again as she got to her feet and made her way down to the lounge to wait for him.

James parked his car a short way away from the house and walked the rest of the way there, two large boxes, one tied with ribbon, tucked under his arm. He slipped quickly down to the side entrance of the house and let himself into the kitchen. He paused for a moment to get both his bearings and his breath, glancing around himself for the basement door that he had never really paid any attention to before. He dropped his wallet, phone and aviators onto the kitchen counter and then slipped through the door. At the top of the stairs was a small, flat area before the stairs began. On either side there was a shelf affixed to the wall and on one side an ornate lighted mirror. On the phone, the day before, Jennifer had told him that this was where he was to strip and leave his clothing before going down the stairs to wait for her arrival. He put the boxes on one of the shelves and then reached into his pants pocket and removed a small box and placed it down on top of the larger ones. Slowly he began to remove his clothing, folding each item and placing them onto the other shelf.

When they had begun their relationship, James had worn black trunks whenever he came to be disciplined. They had progressed on to him being completely naked, aside from his collar and nothing had changed now. He removed all of his clothing before opening the box without the ribbon and took out the collar, he would leave the cuffs until he had spoken to his Mistress about them. He turned and faced the mirror on the wall and fitted his new item of clothing around his throat and carefully fitted the padlock through the hasp and clicked it shut. He took time to admire how the collar looked in the mirror before taking a deep breath and beginning to descend the stairs down into the hidden room below. He paused on the last step to admire his surroundings, he was impressed with what she had done to the once plain basement. Stepping down to the floor he headed over to the large chair, he set his parcels down on the small round table next to it, noticing that there was a riding crop already positioned there. He moved to the front of the chair and turned his back to it before lowering his tall frame to his knees. He crouched down, his forehead resting on his tightly clasped hands, his pert ass balanced on his heels and waited for his Mistress to come to him. Aside from his soft breathes the room was completely silent as he closed his eyes and tried hard not to let his mind wander as he thought about what was to come.

He didn't know how long he actually waited for her. To him it felt like forever to him, but eventually he heard the faint click of her heels as she came to the top of the stairs. He tensed in anticipation. Jennifer knew that he had come into the house and she could now see his clothes neatly folded and placed on the shelf beside her. But she was anxious to hear his sweet voice so she called out to him.

"Boy? Are you here?" She stood still, holding onto the hand-rail, excitement thrumming through every nerve and vein in her body.

James lifted his head, just a little, to be sure that she would hear his reply.

"Yes, Mistress."

She grinned wide and began to slowly descend the stairs. James trembled as the footsteps got closer, lips parting and his breath coming out in soft pants as he squirmed at the realisation that this was really about to happen. No more dreaming. She was really here.

He was gonna get spanked!

Jennifer strode confidently across the room towards her waiting Boy. Everything about this situation always made her feel so powerful and sexy. Seeing this handsome, muscular, young man virtually cowering before her was so empowering. She was completely aware that he could stop this at any time, but knowing how much he wanted and needed the release that only she could give him made her feel amazing. She seated herself on the chair without a word and lifted her feet from the floor to rest on the young man's smooth ass-cheeks. For a few minutes she just sat there, enjoying the atmosphere and admiring how good her room looked with the candles blazing and the silver fittings twinkling from there light. Now that she was finally getting to actually use the room for it's intended purpose. Sitting herself up a little, deliberately pushing her heels hard against her Boy's flesh, she reached for her crop, noticing the boxes waiting there for the first time. Smiling she rested the crop on her knees and then placed the boxes on top.

"So what are these, Boy?" She asked him. James didn't even turn around, just lifted his head and kept it raised, now that she was with him.

"Gifts for you, Mistress." Hmm? He'd brought her presents! How nice. But were they suitable for this type of relationship she wondered. She opened the small box and pulled out a long gold chain with a key hanging from it.

"And what is this supposed to be?" She scoffed.

"The key to your heart?"

"No, Mistress." He replied, for the first time turning his head just enough that he could see her and that she could see the clasp and padlock on his collar.

"It's the key to my collar. So that you can remove it when you are finished playing with me."

Jennifer smiled at him and then slipped the chain over her head before tucking the key down the front of her corset, between her full breasts.

"Who said that this was a game?" She purred. James turned his head back to face forwards.

"No-one, Mistress."

She dropped the empty box back on the table and opened the larger box, tearing back the tissue paper to reveal the wooden paddle within. He heard the soft 'O' of surprise that left her lips and smiled to himself, smile quickly turning to a low moan as her movement caused her heels to dig in just enough to cause him a little pain. And James loved the pain.

The paddle that he had settle on at McQueen's and Sanderson's was exquisite. Carved from cherry wood and hand painted with sprays of cherry blossom flowers it was truly a work of art. The handle was padded with soft suede and it felt amazing in her grip. She swished it in the air a couple of times before bringing it down sharply on her own thigh. She loved the sharp crack it made and the sting it left behind made her throb with need. Her movement made her heels dig into James' flesh again making him emit another soft moan.

"Quiet, Boy! Hmm? Perhaps I should try this out now?" She let the box fall to the floor and returned the riding crop to the table.

"Over my knee, Boy!" She barked out, her feet slipped back to the ground and she brought her knees together and gently tapped them.

"Now, Boy!" James' heart was singing. Finally!

He slipped himself over her lap, taking time to adjust the position of his rapidly swelling dick. She grabbed a hold of his waist and tugged at him until she was happy with his position, then she took a moment to compose herself before the fun began.

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Until next week!

Allie XXX