"Is it a present?" she asked a moment later. She loved his presents!
"Yes," he answered after a moment's thought, "It is."
Hermione beamed a smile at him.
One of those smiles that lit up her entire face and made her truly beautiful.
The smile reminded Lucifer that his sexy girlfriend was sitting across from him, completely in the buff -- and he was focusing on the food?
Hermione couldn't exactly read his mind but she could easily register how his interest suddenly shifted from her food to her body.
Very pleased with his renewed interest she straightened her back and pulled her stomach in, causing her chest to stand out more prominently.
Though she tried to be subtle, Lucifer caught every movement and their intended purposes.
Well, it would have been strange if he failed to notice how the two great orbs he was more or less staring at suddenly became even more noticeable.
"I'm full now," Lucifer said, clearly talking more to her chest than her face, "It tasted great though."
"I'm glad you... like what you get," Hermione said with an obvious double entendre, that she herself cringed a bit about.
It seemed lame even to her but Lucifer was kind enough to play along.
"I do, I do," he assured her with a wink, "clean up here and we'll go to my room and I'll show you how much I like it..."
Hermione's nipples hardened and a certain wetness started to emerge between her legs, both in the casual way he ordered her around and the promise of good things to come...in his room.
It was really a challenge -- to clean up as fast as possible so as to get to the fun part.
And at the same time portray the looks of a sensual woman, radiating sexual energy as she did her Man's bidding.
In Lucifer's eyes she managed splendidly.
The high heels made her arse and legs look really good and her breasts jiggled very nicely whenever she moved.
And on top of it all, she was cleaning after him, like his own personal maid...
When the kitchen was clean they left.
"So," Hermione asked excitedly when they re-entered his bedroom.
"What's the present?!"
Lucifer's mood had sobered as they walked towards the destination (watching as Hermione swayed her delicious arse in her heels, of course).
"Kneel," he told her and pointed at a spot on the floor in the middle of the rather large bedroom.
Her own mood became quite serious at the tone of his voice and she knelt down where he had indicated.
Her eyes were full of questions though but Lucifer ignored her for now.
Out of the black plastic-bag he had gotten in the porn-shop he took a black... strap?
Hermione couldn't quite see what it was until he held it out in front of her.
A collar.
A black dog-collar.
It was quite thin, three or four centimetres wide, made of leather and with a buckle.
In the middle of it were a dog-tag and a ring -- presumably for a leach.
"I... I want you to wear my collar," Lucifer stated, for once a little nervous.
This was a huge step, at least in his eyes, and he wanted her to want this.
She looked up in his eyes, saw his nervousness and loved him for it.
With a wide smile, she held her hair out of the way, so he could clasp it around her neck.
"I would love to wear your collar," Hermione told him sincerely.
As he buckled it, he noticed how perfectly it fit her and although Lucifer wasn't superstitious, but now even the Devil himself took it as a sign of fate, or destiny.
"I'm locking it tight. From now on every single moment, you are going to wear it. I've also charmed it so that it feels more like a second skin on your body, and will only be visible to both of us----- it will always remind you of my ownership..." Lucifer explained, still a bit nervous but gaining more control now that she had agreed.
He didn't quite know what he'd have done if she had balked.
He could probably have forced it through, or at least persuaded her to wear it for him once in a while.
But this was better -- no, this wasn't just better.
This was perfect.
She wanted to wear it. For him!
Hermione took a small intake of breath as he locked the buckle in place.
It fits so snugly!
"What... what does it say?" Hermione asked him, indicating the little tag that now hung under her chin.
"On the front it says 'Sex Slave Hermione' and on the back my address. Kinda like a dog's tag, you know?" Lucifer said with a growing smile.
He took strength from the fact that she was now wearing a clear sign of his dominance around her neck.
And the instant power-rush was intoxicating, more so than alcohol.
In a sudden, violent move Lucifer grabbed a hold of her hair and pulled her face close to his own.
"I own you know. Understand? That's what the collar means; that I'm your owner and you're my... well, bitch!" the last came out with a grin.
Eyes glazed over with lust and love she merely nodded, accepting his ownership.
Her wilful acceptance only fuelled the fire in Lucifer and led him to further prove his authority.
"Kiss my foot," he demanded, determined to show his dominance and her submission.
Without hesitation, Hermione bowed her head down and kissed his right shoe, slowly and deliberately.
Her soft lips caressing the not-too-clean surface of his brown sneaker, the instant disgrace of bowing down to anyone, admitting to be his slave and her pride in wearing his collar turned them both on.
If Lucifer had looked -- which he couldn't because of the angle -- he'd have seen a very tell-tale wet trail down her lovely thigh, as her pussy was quickly over-flowing with juices.
Likewise, Lucifer's cock was straining with all its might against his pants, trying to break free and return to where it belonged -- inside his sexy slave.
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