Collar My Heart

By C. Stanton Leman

Chapter 8

Once Mioko had calmed down and she’d seemingly resigned herself to the fact that I was leaving in the morning, I nudged her to stand. I looked in much better shape than Mioko did. All I had to show for our scene was a big wet spot on my right leg where she had expressed her extreme pleasure after experiencing her first taste of a spanking induced orgasm.

Mioko, on the other hand, looked like she’d been put through the ringer. Her formal hairdo, which was held in place with beautiful hair combs and lacquered chopsticks, was falling down with half of it hanging down the sides of her face. There were still strands that were wet and stuck to the sides of her face and she giggled as she took stock of her condition. She looked down at her kimono and she shook her head saying, “Boy, Mama is sure going to know we were doing more than just drinking tea!” and giggled again.

Not knowing yet how her thought processes worked, I thought she might still be acting like a child and worrying about being “caught.” I gave her a concerned look and asked, “Do you care what your Mama thinks?”

She shot me a steadfast stare and replied, “No, not like you’re thinking. Mama asked me before lunch if I thought you were the one. I told her that if you’ll have me, I was yours to mold. I’m proud of what we’ve done. You said you want me and I definitely want you. If you want me to strip and walk into that house naked and face my parents, I’ll do it with my head held high.

“I have yearned for and trained for this for nine years and I know that I want this with all my heart and I want it with you. I would not have submitted to you or let you see my pussy. Besides my mother, you’re the only one who has seen my pussy. I never would have let you touch me and I certainly wouldn’t have given you my oral virginity.

“I am doing what she told me to do if I was certain and that is, to trust and follow. I trust you and I’m trying my best to follow. You can give me a hundred checklists and when it’s all said and done, I’ll still trust and follow you. I don’t like that I’ll be separated from you, but I will obey and trust that you know what’s best for me. In my mind, you’re my Dom, my Master and I belong to you. I am your submissive.”

She turned and set her stance with her hands at her sides balled into tight fists and tears streaming down her face as she continued. “I feel free and now have a purpose in my life: a goal to aspire to and that is to make you proud to be my Dom and Master. If you want to strip me and you fuck my ass with my head in the Koi pond and the whole household looking on, then let’s go, because I’ve made up my mind that you will have all of me: when, where and how you want me.

“My statement was a joke, but what I really meant was that she’ll see that I have taken the first steps to follow you and submit. When you took my hand and led me out onto the patio in full view of my parents earlier, in my mind, you claimed me. I may be young and totally innocent to all of this, but I will give you my very best effort believing you won’t hurt or abuse me.”

I guess as an act of defiance, she pulled her kimono open and exposed her vulva. She asked, “Is this how you want me… Sir?”

I shook my head and chuckled. I looked at her with a smile and said to her, “I have to tell you, Little One, I’m impressed with your resolve and desire. I’m also humbled that you have decided to give me your gift of submission. You understand that this doesn’t change anything and I’ll still be leaving in the morning, don’t you?”

Her bottom lip pouted and she silently nodded with tears still flowing. I added, “I will tell you as plainly as you’ve told me. I am proud of you and I know that I’ll be proud to be your Dom. Master will come later, but no doubt, I believe that day will come.”

She beamed a smile and relaxed her fists as she covered her face and cried. I didn’t want our time together to end on such a serious note and thought I’d tease her a little so I said, “But…”

She froze as if shot and her eyes popped open and she held her breath waiting for the hammer to drop. I gave her a coy smile and said, “But… you have a petulant, bratty streak in you that we’ll have to work on.”

She smiled then giggled and nodded. “What’d you say, girl?” I asked jokingly, “I can’t hear your head move.”

“Yes Sir,” she replied with a smile. “I’m a bratty little girl and I know you’ll beat it out of me.”

“That I will, Little One,” I replied. In a serious tone, but she could see the faint smile on my face I added, “By the way, you nasty little slut, that’s my pussy your flashing. No one sees my pussy unless I tell you to show it. Got It?”

“Yes Sir!” she replied as she covered up my pussy with a smirk. “I’m gonna tell Mama I gave my pussy away, too,” she added with a giggle and a gleam in her eye.

“Want another twenty?”

“Anytime, Sir.”

“Want to make it forty?”

“No Sir, I’ll shut my bratty mouth… Sir.”

“You’d better learn when to keep your mouth shut,” I warned and took out her checklist and a pen and scribbled “sword swallowing” at the bottom. I handed it to her to see and added, “or I’ll stuff it so you can’t breathe much less speak.”

She stared at it for a few long seconds and her eyes bugged out and her jaw dropped as she looked at me in disbelief.

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After I’d calmed down, Daniel-san nudged me to stand. I felt my hair and it was disheveled and plastered to the sides of my face. I giggled as I looked down and saw my kimono was in total disarray and hanging half open and remarked that Mama was going to know we were up to more than tea. I thought to myself Jeez, girl! You look like you sucked and fucked half of the Yakuza in Tokyo!

Daniel-san asked me in a serious tone if I was concerned about what my mother felt. I think Daniel-san thought that I was more concerned about what Mama thought than taking responsibility for my actions. Something inside me snapped.

I went off. I went into a tirade and told him exactly what and how I thought and felt. I even told him that I had made up my mind that as far as I was concerned, he was my Dom and Master. I told him I was his: whenever, wherever or however he wanted me.

I challenged him by saying that I’d walk naked into the house with my head held high if that’s what he wanted. I also threw in that if he wanted to fuck my ass he could and with the whole household watching.

I knew it was over the top, but my bratty streak took over and I thought, I’ll prove it, SIR! If you want me to proclaim to the world that I’m yours, then take this! And with that, I drew my kimono open exposing my pussy saying, “Is this how you want me… Sir?”

At first, I thought my scrawny ass was toast for my tirade. He seemed unfazed by my outburst and shook his head and chuckled. He’s laughing at me! I tell him off, show my pussy and he laughs at me?

He smiled and said he was impressed with my desire and resolve. He even said he would be proud to be my Dom and later my Master. My heart just soared! He brought me back to reality and also told me that my little display didn’t change things and that he’d still be leaving in the morning.

I was immediately saddened, but I was also reassured that he wanted me. Then, he inserted a caveat with a lingering “But.”

My heart sank. It felt like the rug was being pulled from under me and I thought Now I’m going to pay for my outburst.

He gave a hint of a smile and said, “But… you have a petulant, bratty streak in you that we’ll have to work on.”

I gave a sigh of relief then giggled and nodded. Thank you for being patient! I could suck your dick again for that!

“What’d you say, girl?” he asked jokingly, “I can’t hear your head move.”

“Yes Sir,” I replied happily and added, “I’m a bratty little girl and I know you’ll beat it out of me.”

“That I will, Little One,” he replied. He had a seriousness in his voice, but I could see a gleam in his eye and a hint of a smile when he added, “By the way, you nasty little slut, that’s my pussy your flashing. No one sees my pussy unless I tell you to show it. Got It?”

“Yes Sir!” I replied proudly. That’s right, Sir, it sure is your pussy! I covered his pussy but added jokingly. “I’m gonna tell Mama I gave my pussy away, too.”

“Want another twenty?”

“Anytime, Sir.” You bet, just say the word! I could do with another cum like the last one!

“Want to make it forty?”

On second thought, being bratty isn’t worth forty. “No Sir, I’ll shut my bratty mouth… Sir.”

“You’d better learn when to keep your mouth shut,” he warned and pulled out my checklist and a pen and scribbled something at the bottom. He handed it to me and added, “or I’ll stuff it so you can’t breathe much less speak.”

It read “Sword swallowing.”

Holy Shit!!!! He’s a fucking mind reader too? I’m in really deep doo-doo!

I couldn’t do anything else but stare at him in disbelief.

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I chuckled inside when she stared at me. I couldn’t have planned an outcome this good!

I broke the silence and her disbelieving stare by saying, “Now pull the pins from your hair and let it down. Straighten yourself up and look presentable. “

“Yes Sir, but I have to undo my obi and rewrap my kimono.”

“Do you want some help?”

“No sir. I’ll do it. I don’t have on a bra and you’ve got my panties, so I’d be honored to show you my body, Sir.”

“Thank you, Mioko.”

She blushed and then set to removing her obi. Once it was unwrapped, she handed it to me to hold. She smiled and started to pull the garment open then stopped. She looked at me with some trepidation and said, “Sir, I don’t have any breasts, just puffy nipples.”

She started to tear and I wiped her eyes with my thumbs and said softly, “Mioko, your worth to me has nothing at all to do with the size or lack of size of your breasts. I care about you, your heart and your desire to submit. Everything else comes with the package. I accept you as you are.”

I then leaned in and kissed her softly. She smiled and her teary eyes shone as she stepped back and slowly opened the kimono. She held it open and I gasped at what my eyes were seeing. I shook my head and said, “My God, girl, I’m gonna have to check your birth certificate! You don’t look a day over twelve!”

She shifted from one foot to the other and replied, “I know. I haven’t changed any since I was thirteen.”

It was the truth. Standing at four feet ten and weighing about ninety pounds, Mioko’s blue-black hair hung almost to her waist. She had pronounced puffy, pinkish brown nipples and just a smattering of fine hairs at the top of her mons. If I didn’t know better I’d swear she looked like a girl just entering puberty.

She gave me a shy smile and asked, “Am I pretty?”

“You’re beautiful, Mioko! In a strange, sensual way, I can see the woman in you, but you physically look every bit a child. I have never in my life seen an adult woman look so young. Your are truly beautiful, but it’s going to take some getting used to.”

She giggled as she began to rewrap her kimono and said, “Can I be your nasty little girl?”

“Phew!” I exhaled as I shook my head. “Boy, the possibilities for age play are endless with you, Little One!”

She gave a bratty smile and quipped, “Mithter, Mama thaid I need wots of pwotein to gwow some boobies. Can you give me wots of pwotein?”

“Yes, baby girl,” I replied continuing the charade, “and I’ll give you lots of creamy vanilla milkshakes too.”

“Oh yummy, yummy! I just wuv vanilla shakes!” and she licked her lips and giggled like a preteen.

As she was retying her obi, I smacked her tiny butt and said, “I’m going to have to keep you on a short leash, girl.”

“You lead and I’ll follow… Daddy.”

I smacked her ass hard and retorted, “Brat!”

She gave me a look of mock repentance and replied, “Saw—ree.”

I just shook my head and said with a chuckle, “Come on let’s go.”

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I think he was enjoying my shock and just looked at me with a cheese-eating grin on his face. He started to stand and told me to let my hair down and straighten myself up. I told him that before I could look presentable, I had to remove my obi and rewrap my kimono.

I realized that I had forgone wearing a bra because frankly, I didn’t need one. He had my panties and I was naked under the kimono. When he asked if I needed help, I figured that now was as good a time as any to show him what he was getting. When I told him I would be honored to show him my body, he thanked me. Am I hearing right? He thanked me?

I untied my obi and handed it to him. I started to open my kimono and stopped afraid he’d be displeased when he saw my flat chest. I got scared and started to tear and I told him that I didn’t have any tits: just puffy nipples. He gently wiped my tears away with his thumbs and kissed me softly. He told me that he accepted me as I was. This man has to be a god!

I stepped back and slowly opened my kimono and revealed myself to him. I knew I looked like a little girl and was anxious to know what he reaction was going to be. When he saw me completely, his eyes about popped out of his head and he actually gasped out loud. He shook his head and said I looked twelve and that he’d have to check my birth certificate to verify I was legal. I told him that I hadn’t changed any since I was thirteen.

I couldn’t gauge his reaction so I asked him, “Am I pretty?”

He said I was beautiful! I was so happy I could have peed myself! He again said I was beautiful and he could see the woman in me but that my preteen figure was going to take some getting used to. When he remarked I looked twelve, I thought I wonder how you’re gonna fit that snake of yours in my little preteen pussy. Oh shit, I gave him my tiny little ass too!

I sensed my little girl form excited him and that little brat in me resurfaced. I thought, A girl’s got to use what her mama gave her, so I asked him if I could be his nasty little girl.

He audibly exhaled and I could see the gears turning in his head when he said the possibilities were endless for age play games. I picked up on that and ran with it saying in a preschooler’s voice, “Mithter, Mama thaid I need wots of pwotein to gwow some boobies. Can you give me wots of pwotein?”

He played along saying he’d give me lots of creamy vanilla milkshakes. I told him I loved creamy vanilla shakes. As I was finishing up getting dressed, he slapped my butt saying he was going to keep me on a short leash.

I didn’t mean to say it, but I just blurted out “You lead and I’ll follow… Daddy.”

He hit me hard on the butt and growled “Brat!”

I couldn’t resist and answered “Saw—ree.”

He just smiled and shook his head telling me to leave. As he walked back to the house, I skipped like a little girl next to him with my finger in my mouth. He gave me “The Look.” You know, the one that says “Either behave or you’re in deep shit”? Yeah, that one. I smiled and moved to his side and took his hand. I walked a half step behind him like a good little sub.