It was a long leather leash, like anyone might buy at a pet store, except that it ended with two lengths of metal chain and clips; one for each of my breasts. I was in a cage it seemed, with no walls or bars, just a few dozen links of steel and a couple padlocks to secure me completely. xxx I loved my Master, and felt nothing but dedication and devotion. He uttered soft words of praise, like he was complimenting a favored pet, saying things like “Good girl, Dare … It was a couple inches in diameter and so neatly crafted that I couldn’t see the joint where it must have been separated, but that part of it could have been inside me too, for all I knew.
