I went into my father's study and picked up the bell and rang it. There are two bells in use in our house, each with a distinct tone; one called Girl ...nd the other called my mother. I don't know if I was too excited and not thinking clearly, or if it was a Freudian slip, but I picked up my mother's bell and rang it. I realized my mistake and I put it down and rang for Girl.Girl came in and dropped into position in front of me, but following right at her heels was my mother. I looked at my. It was a collar, not a necklace, and it spelled not so much a change, but a full confirmation of our relationship. Holding the collar in place with one hand, I dropped the padlock into Margaret's open palm. A Bach cantata played softly, ethereally, adding to the sense of ceremony. Margaret stood behind me, her nipples lightly, intimately, brushing my bare back, making me gasp as she fitted the lock to the collar. I heard the tiny metallic 'snick' of the key turning, and I moaned softly as the. More

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