Collar My Heart

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 10

We stood to go inside and Mioko looked at me with wet eyes. I winked at her and her eyes brightened and she broke into a broad smile. She waited until I started to walk to the door and turned and followed a step behind me. Before entering the house, Mioko touched my arm. I turned and she asked, “May I speak, Daniel-san?”

“Yes, Little one, what is it?”

“Am I now in submissive mode?”

“Yes, Mioko, you are.”

“I have to ask my mother for permission to use any of the staff. They may be busy doing some assigned task.”

“You may not ask your mother. Use your ingenuity and find a way to get the assistance you need.”

She gave a startled look, but recovered and replied, “Hai, Daniel-san.”

She started to leave and I said, “Wait, stay with me. I’ll tell you when you can go.”

We walked into the living room and Madoka was reading a book. When we entered, she laid the book aside and stood with her hands folded in front of her. Seeing her mother’s carriage, Mioko copied her mother’s stance. Madoka looked at me then her daughter and asked, “Is everything in order, Daniel-san? I hope the Chado was to your liking?”

“Yes, Madoka, Mioko executed it perfectly.”

“Wonderful! Is there anything I can I do for you?”

I asked, “Yes, Madoka, is Tanaka-san expected home soon?”

“Hai, Daniel-san. In fact, he just called and said he’d be arriving home in about ten minutes.”

“Spendid!” I replied. “What time will dinner be served?”

“Promptly at six, Sir.”

“Excellent.” I turned to Mioko and said, “Now go, go get ready.”

She gave a sharp head bow and answered “Hai!” turned and left.

Madoka followed her out of the room with her eyes then turned back to me when her daughter had left. Madoka asked, “May I speak Sir?”

I waved my arm as if asking her to sit and replied, “By all means, Madoka. After all, I’m a guest in your home.”

I saw terseness in her eyes, but she remained calm. She said, “By all appearances, Mioko has decided to obey and follow you. May I ask if she will be in submissive mode this evening?”

I perceptively smiled.

I sighed and replied, “Madoka, Tanaka-san has trained you well. You are a very perceptive woman and no doubt a concerned mother.”

Now, we began the game of cat-and-mouse. She knew. She also knew that this was not a game and that there were now protocols to follow and she knew perfectly what her place was in the hierarchy. “I thank you, Sir for the compliment. I strive to bring honor to my Master and husband.”

“And you do it well with unparalleled poise and elegance, Madoka,” I replied graciously. I went on to say, “When Tanaka-san initiated his proposal for me to meet your daughter, it was as in days of old. When Samurai conferred and strove to do what was best for all parties concerned. He had his reasons for keeping those discussions to himself. What those reasons are, you need to ask your Master.

“Now, after the introductions have been made, a fledgling relationship exists between Mioko and me. We are all aware of what that may entail. Let me ask you a question.”

She silently nodded sitting erect and with her hands folded gracefully in her lap. I leaned forward and asked, “Tell me honestly, Madoka, do you trust me to lead your daughter on her journey in a proper, nurturing fashion?”

She gave a respectful head bow and answered, “Hai, Daniel-san, you are a good man and I trust my daughter’s life with you.”

“Thank you, Madoka,” I replied with a head bow of my own. “I thank you for your trust. In return for that trust, I ask that you believe that I will guide her on her journey in my own way knowing what’s best for her. Hopefully, she will honor her father — and you — by bringing honor to me as you have honored your Master.”

A single tear spilled down her cheek as she silently nodded. She sighed and answered humbly, “Daniel-san, if I have offended you or over stepped my bounds, I humbly apologize. It’s just…”

When she faltered and didn’t finish, I replied, “I understand, Madoka. I take no offense and there is nothing to apologize for. She has been your life for eighteen years and letting go is sometimes a painful process. But let me assure you, I will treasure Mioko and her gift of submission and do all within my power to make her dreams come true.”

She smiled and answered, “I believe you. I will relinquish my role and give her over to your care.”

I could see she was going to break down and she sniffled and said, “Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to see to dinner.”

We stood and graciously parted. I watched as she walked away. Her posture was erect and her head held high as she elegantly left the room. I thought to myself, Mioko, you’ll be the greatest accomplishment of my life if you become half the woman your mother is.

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When Daniel-san instructed me to leave and get ready, I obeyed. It was hard to ignore my mother and leave, but I was committed to obey and follow Daniel-san. When I’d left the room, I had mixed feelings. I was scared. Scared that I’d be caught disobeying Mama’s instructions about commandeering one of the staff and excited too. Excited like a little girl sneaking around and hiding a secret from Mama. I knew that Kioko, a new housemaid a little older than me, would be checking the bathrooms for supplies. I hastily hunted her down and told her to come to my room and help me prepare for dinner when she’d completed her duties. I was glad it was her because she and I had become friends because we were close in age. She looked at me crossly and said, “You know, Mioko, if we’re caught, it will be me that gets punished?”

I replied, “I know, but my Dom has given me orders and I desperately need your help.”

“He’s claimed you?”

“Yes, and he’s going to present me to my parents tonight at dinner.”

She giggled and silently clapped her hands and said, “I’ll do it! I wouldn’t miss this for the world!”

I knew how the staff always seemed to know what was going on and talked amongst themselves. I didn’t want a single, solitary word getting back to Mama, who had an uncanny way of finding out quickly what the gossip was so I threatened her saying, “Kioko, if you say anything to anyone, I’ll tie you to a post and give you to Papa’s mastiff.”

“Gasp! You wouldn’t dare!”

“Just open your mouth and see if I mean it.”

“I promise my mouth is sealed! I’m not about to become Piko’s bitch.”

After we finished giggling, I added, “Oh, and find about three meters of ribbon and bring it with you: preferably red.”

“Hai!

With that she scampered off to finish her chores. I turned and walked to my bedroom proud as hell that I had completed phase one of Daniel-san’s plan just as he’d ordered. Now for phase two: a shower and masturbation — without cumming. That will be harder to accomplish than threatening Kioko into silently helping me.

I walked into my bedroom and took off my kimono. I put it in the hamper with the one I wore earlier to be cleaned. When I saw the two expensive garments lying in the basket, I thought, Man, two kimonos in one day. By the time this day is over, it’ll probably be three. That’s a record!

I suddenly realized my butt was still sore from my earlier spanking. I gently rubbed my tender cheeks thinking, Owie! He sure put a hurtin’ on me. I hope I don’t get him really pissed!

I went to the bathroom and started the shower, adjusted the temperature then sat on the toilet and peed. I stepped into the shower and closed my eyes and relived the scene Daniel-san and I had earlier played out. I slid my hand down to my mons and after palming my vulva, gently rubbed. I dipped my finger into my crease and I was as slippery as a freshly caught eel. I shook my head as I slid my finger up and down my slit distributing my juices thinking Gawd, Mioko, you’re such a slut! At this rate, I’ll be dehydrated by morning!

I slid my finger up to the top of my slit and my nubby buddy was already distended and wanting attention. I circled it twice and soothed my little friend saying, “That’s right, tingle baby, we both want to play, don’t we? Please be a good girl and settle for just a tickle. Don’t fail me or we’ll both be in trouble!”

I closed my eyes and relived my first blow job. As I relived feeling the texture of Daniel-san’s cock sliding into my mouth, I quivered and pussy oozed some more cream. I circled my clitty as I remembered what his dick felt like as it slid past my lips, its texture against my tongue and his smell. I suddenly felt a jolt that made me quiver as I remembered the throbbing pulse in his shaft as his heartbeat quickened.

I knew I was excited, but the tingling shock surprised me. I backed off and took a halted breath then slowly began again to rub my plump outer lips with my hand. I slowly slipped my finger back into my slit and began to tease my opening. When I pressed my finger in just a little, I could feel my hymen give a little. There have been many times when I wanted to shove my finger or some other phallic-like instrument in me and experience what it’s like to be penetrated. But Mama warned me countless times — and in no uncertain terms — that it wasn’t mine to take, but my future Master’s. I probably could have done it anyway and she’d never have known, but I would. As I lightly pressed against the thin membrane with my fingertip I cooed, “Oh sweetie, I’m sorry, but soon you’ll be leaving me. You are my most prized possession and you now belong to Daniel-san.”

I began to press against it and felt the twinge of pain and backed off. I repeated this about five times in a slow pumping motion and the discomfort seemed to stoke the fire. I pictured that pointed spear pressing, knocking at the door trying to get in and I chided myself thinking, My gosh girl, you get one spanking, have a good cum and already you’re becoming a pain slut!

As I languidly stroked the length of my crease, my labia were rubbing the sides of my nubby-buddy and I knew she wanted some attention. I giggled at that thought and my mind when back to when I was fourteen. Mama has been my teacher — in everything. She was the one who taught me how to masturbate. When she noticed how big my clitty was, she remarked that it was the biggest she’d ever seen. I felt weird and deformed, but she told me that it was rare and something to be prized. She added half joking that it looked like a mini dick and with a clit that long, my future Dom may bind it… or, pierce it if he wanted to mark me. Remembering that thought was just as unpleasant as when I first heard it. I thought Nobody’s gonna be sticking a needle in me or I’ll cut his balls off — Dom or not!

Nubby-buddy sent me a tingle to remind me she was being neglected. I giggled and soothed her saying, “Yes, my little dicky-poo, I know you want to play too, but you’re a little brat — just like me and have a mind of your own. If you get naughty on me, we’ll both be in for a world of hurt!

I slowly and gently started to rub the base of my clit in slow, rhythmic circles and I sighed at the wonderful tingly sensations of appreciation my little buddy was giving me. I closed my eyes and pictured Daniel-san’s breath quickening and the twinge of pain as he tightened his grip on my hair. I started to pant and the video in my head played on as I rubbed harder and faster. I remembered pulling back and swirling my tongue waiting for that first spurt. I lightly brushed my fingertip across the tip of my button and I felt my clitty start to throb as I realized I was suddenly at the precipice. I quickly pulled my hand away and crossed my legs and squeezed my thighs tightly shut to keep myself from tipping over the edge. I tightened my stomach muscles and grit my teeth in an attempt to stem the tide. After a few hissed pants through my nose and locking my legs together as tightly as I could, the feeling started to recede. When certain the urge to cum had passed, I slowly relaxed my muscles and uncrossed my legs.

I leaned back against the shower wall looking up at the ceiling panting. The warm water felt like little tiny needles splashing against my chest. My nipples stung from the sensation, my legs hurt and my thighs spasmed from the exertion. I gave a cleansing sigh and said out loud, “That was so close, I could almost feel that tawse slapping my little dickie!”

I showered and carefully washed my sensitive peach. I made damn sure I didn’t do anything to awaken my already sensitive playmate. After washing, I shampooed my hair. I was just stepping out of the bathroom and wrapping a towel around my head when Kioko lightly tapped on my door and entered. She entered holding a spool of red ribbon about two centimeters wide. She held it up smiling and said, “See, I found you some red ribbon.”

“Thank you, Kioko, you’re a gem. Come on, help dry my hair so I can get ready.”

“Hai,” she replied with a head bow.

I removed the towel from my head as I walked to and sat at my makeup table. I handed her the brush and she picked up the dryer and began to blow dry my hair. She asked me, “Why do you need my help to get dressed? Certainly you can dry your own hair and put on a kimono. And why the red ribbon?”

I then explained in exact detail how I was to present myself, kneeling and bound at Daniel-san’s bedroom door. She gasped and said, “My gawd, he certainly isn’t wasting any time! I can just imagine what Master will do and your mother? Mistress will flip!”

On the threat of death, I secured her silence and told her that meeting Daniel-san was all Papa’s idea and that Mama knew exactly how I felt. I asked her, “Kioko? How were you first presented?”

She was silent for a few moments then said, “I hold your secret so I’ll ask the same of you, okay?”

“You have my word, Kioko.”

“I never had a presentation. That’s because my father was my master.”

Gasp! “Your father?” I asked, shocked.

“Yes, my father. He began my training when I was five. He was a pig! He taught me to start sucking him off when I was five. He took my virginity when I was six and my ass at eight. He tortured me and my mother. Evidently, he liked young girls and sold me to your father and now I’m here.”

“I’m so sorry, Kioko. Papa may be a master, but he would never ever hurt me or Mama. Do you like it here with Papa as your master?”

“Your father is a great man, Mioko. I guess because I started being a slave so young, I am submissive by nature; that’s the only way I know how to be. Your father treats me like a prized possession and cares for me. Your mother is the example of a slave I aspire to be like. I feel happy here and serve with joy. I hope Daniel-san treats you the same.”

“Oh Kioko,” I sighed, “he said he treasures my submission and will devote all his time and energy to helping me become all I can be. Papa trained him and he’s a lot like Papa.”

Kioko giggled and said, “And he’s a bishonen (a hunk)! I always wondered what it would be like to be fucked by a handsome young gaijin.”

“Me too,” I replied, “and before the week is out, I’ll get my wish, but boy is it going to hurt!”

“Why’s that?”

“I still have my hymen and he’s got one hell of a katana! I swear it’s twenty centimeters long!”

“Kuso (shit!)! God help you when he takes your ass.’

“Don’t remind me.”

We giggled and talked more as Kioko helped me dress. I would be wearing a formal charcoal black kimono with periwinkle, white and pink flowers and a wide, blood red obi. Kioko threaded the ribbon in my braid with a bow at the end and secured it around my waist when my head was in position as Daniel-san had instructed. She then tied my obi and then my hands. She also tied a bow at my wrists with the required two foot of excess to act as a leash. I then sat as she applied my makeup.

When I stood in front of the mirror to see how I would present myself to Daniel-san, I couldn’t believe my eyes. It was as if I was looking at a different person. I immediately thought of being a slave girl being brought to the Shogun for his pleasure. Pussy started to bubble and I felt my naughty friend tingle. Kioko said, “Oh Mioko, you look absolutely ravishing! You look so submissive I want to cry. We are now sisters; sisters in the lifelong journey to serve. Now go, go to your Daniel-san.”

I swallowed and took a deep breath and turned to go. Kioko reverently opened the door and waved her hand for me to leave. She leaned in and kissed my cheek and she had tears in her eyes. We said nothing for nothing needed saying. She smiled, nodded and whispered, “Go, go now.”

I walked down the hall and stopped at Daniel-san’s door. I took a deep breath and slowly knelt facing his door. I flipped my bound hands so that the ribbon lay stretched out before me on the floor and waited.

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I sat back down and waited for Tanaka to return deciding what I was going to tell him. I didn’t explain myself to Madoka, but I felt that Tanaka deserved to know what was to happen. I wouldn’t treat my sensei that way and shock him — especially concerning his daughter.

I didn’t have to wait long because I heard the door open and Tanaka entered with briefcase in hand. He gave me a broad smile and extended his hand saying, “Daniel-san! How’d your day go with Mioko?”

I smiled and shaking his hand answered, “Eventful. Can we talk for a few minutes?”

“Sure, let’s go to my office.”

When we entered his office, he laid his briefcase and suit coat in a chair and beckoned me to sit. After we were both seated, he clipped the end off of a Cuban and grabbing the lighter asked, “So, just how eventful was your day?”

“Very productive is probably the best way to put it. Mioko unequivocally told me that after today’s events, she wants me to be her Dom and has decided that I will have her whenever, wherever or however I want her. She then offered to walk into the house nude and face both of you if that’s what I wanted.”

Tanaka chuckled as he drew a drag from his cigar, “A chip off the ole block, she is. That girl has a bratty streak a mile long, but I guess I don’t have to warn you about that now, do I?”

I chuckled along with him and nodded replying, “No you don’t. I hope she doesn’t lose it completely; it’s a part of her personality and I kind of like that innocent sassy fire in her. She brings with it a humor to life that we sometimes forget in this lifestyle. If she’s playful, she’s happy. I just want her to control it, but to agree, she’s a pistol alright.”

“So, Daniel-san, what’s so important that you had to snag me as soon as I came through the door?”

“I wanted to warn you, Tanaka-san; dinner tonight will be interesting.”

“Oh? Do tell, Daniel-san.”

“To make a long story short, I misunderstood Mioko’s answer when I asked her a question. She went into a hissy fit and went off on me and told me in no uncertain terms what and how she felt. When it was over, I didn’t want the day to end on such a serious note so I told her we’d have to work on her bratty streak and that I was going to keep her on a short leash.”

“Hmmm, I’m starting to get the picture. Proceed.”

“I took your suggestion and will present her tonight at dinner and her place will be on a pillow next to me. Since she doesn’t yet wear my collar, Mioko will appear tonight at dinner in full submissive mode with her hands bound to a two foot leash. I wanted to give you advanced warning so that there are no surprises.”

“I thank you for that, Daniel-san; I value your respect. Does Madoka know?”

“She suspects and asked if Mioko would be in submissive mode tonight, but I didn’t answer her question.”

“Oh she’s a smart one alright. Between you and me, I couldn’t live without her.”

“I’ll be frank, Daniel. Her behavior tonight will reflect the years of training that she’s received by her mother’s hand. That instruction was overseen by me. If she’ll be in full submissive mode, then I would hope that she understands how to act.”

“She has been duly instructed, Sir.”

Tanaka leaned over and flicked the ash from his cigar and replied, “Good. You know I will test her, don’t you?”

“I fully expected you would.”

“Alright then. I felt, and still feel, that you are the one to lead her and I will not interfere. I trust you to do what’s right.”

“Thank you, Tanaka-san for your trust. Now if I may ask a favor…”

“A pillow, right?” he cut me off with a grin.

I chuckled and nodded. He asked, “Right side or left?

“Left, Sir. I also wanted to ask you if you could take care of Mioko’s visa just in case. I think it’s safe to say that if things proceed as they have, she will be leaving with me.”

“I’m a step ahead of you. I took care of that today. Anything else?”

“No, Tanaka-san. You have been most understanding. I would be remiss though if I didn’t offer you my heartfelt thanks for introducing me to your daughter. I feel alive again and now my life has purpose.”

“If you remember, I told you that a Dom is not a Dom without a sub. Now you can move on and be you who naturally are. You’re welcome, Daniel-san, but remember, I love my daughter dearly and want what’s best for her, but as you well know, my motives are not entirely altruistic.”

“I understand, Sir. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to get ready to present my new submissive to my hosts.”

He threw his head back and laughed saying, “I can hardly wait to see the look on Madoka’s face!”

He was still chuckling as I closed his office door. I went straight to my room to get ready for dinner.