Collared Queens

Customer: “Do you have, like, chokers? I really want a choker.”

Me: “A… choker?”

Customer: “Yes. Oooh, a red one.”

Me: “Right this way!”

And that’s the story of how I sent a drunk twink out into the world flagged as a fisting slave bottom. You’re welcome.

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