It had been weeks since Sarah's soft pale neck had first felt the pressure of the collar and had her mind broken and lost completely to the pleasures of subservience. Her body now responded out of pure reflex to the touch and command of both her husband Chris, and her father-in-law Phil, and although the mindless surrender of the collar left no room for hesitation or shame, in quiet moments when not wearing it, Sarah couldn't help but blush at the realisation that she could now recognise and distinguish the cocks and cum of Chris and Phil but feel and taste alone.

Tonight however, the sensations of those weeks of exploration and pleasure were only memories that threatened to overheat Sarah's thighs if she dwelled on them too long, as she sat on the sofa beside her brother-in-law Jackson and his petite young girlfriend Cleo, sharing snacks and small talk with the younger Asian girl while Gwen was again busy in the kitchen, and Phil, Chris and Jackson intently watched the football on the TV mounted on the opposite wall.