To Collar and Keep by Stella Price, Audra Price Page A

was squirming where she sat.
    She felt the tightness, her body wakening to the pleasure the other girl was bringing forth. “I…oh…,” she said as Minerva kissed her again, slipping her hand into Arabella’s panties. Mina’s fingers slipped into her wetness, petting at her slick flesh, and she moaned softly.
    Mina grinned and moved forward, offering her a lace clad breast. Bella took the hint and nibbled and licked at the offering, enjoying the texture and feeling of the warm, soft skin and the rough lace. Mina’s nipple beaded under her ministrations.
    Mina worked Bella expertly, her fingers petting, sliding into her sheath as her thumb played havoc on her clit. Bella whimpered and kissed Mina again. She climaxed, her moan of pleasure swallowed by Minerva’s kiss. The kiss broke and Bella panted, her head on Mina’s shoulder.
    “Wow,” she breathed and Mina giggled. “I think I missed out with my tutelage.”
    Mina nodded. “I think so. Ben wants to know what you taste like Bella… I would hate to disappoint him.” She winked.
    Bella bit her bottom lip. “Only if I can return the favour…”

Chapter Seven

    Harley made it back to his tower bedroom to find Bella sitting naked, but for her collar, on their bed with a bunch of outfits laid out around her. She smiled at him as he walked through the doorway to the bedroom proper, and she pulled her knees up.   She hugged them with her arms around them.
    “So? Did you have a good time shopping? Find something to wear for the party tonight?” He scanned the outfits with undisguised interest. Three dresses, all Betsy Johnson, several garments from La Perla and a bag with True Religion’s logo on it crammed with jeans sat on the floor. He puzzled over this, why would she not present them to him? It was a question for later.
    The three dresses were all different, but distinctively one style—hers. One was more of a silky slip dress, strapless with a sexy keyhole in a cerulean blue with purple and lime green lacy accents around the hem. He knew her perfect breasts would fill it out beautifully. The second was a strawberry colour, corset top attached with mesh to a micro mini skirt with black straps and accents in leather. The third had him salivating. It was a spaghetti strap, long dress in black with purple lace cut-outs and a slit up the side he was sure would reach her waist. There was a pair of purple silk thong underwear next to it, with ties on the sides.
    “I found lots of things,” she said with a little frown. “That’s the problem. I can’t exactly wear them all.”
    “True. I like that you’re not wearing anything at all right now.” He smirked. “It does please me greatly. I like your choices, though why are the jeans stuffed in the bag?”
    “They’re old. I wore them out, but one of the other girls spilled wine on them. I doubt they can be rescued.”
    “Well, that’s reassuring. My first thought was that you didn’t think I would approve of a woman in jeans.”
    “Don’t you? I’m sorry it didn’t cross my mind… You didn’t give that impression.”
    “Oh, I approve. There’s something very sexy about a woman’s ass hugged in denim.” He winked. “I like your choices in outfits for the night’s festivities.”
    “Will you help me choose which to wear?” She smiled at him as she asked. “Normally I take way too long and always end up with the wrong thing .”
    Harley walked over to the long dress with the purple thong and pointed to it. “Thoughts of this on you make my cock ache. I insist on this one.” He smiled and sat in the overstuffed chair next to the bed.
    “Excellent.” She beamed at him. “Shall I wear it for you now or shall I remain as I am?” She asked, her eyes flashing lustfully at him. “Your glorious cock hasn’t had much attention all day.”
    He crooked his finger at her. “Oh, as you are, love. I think I’ll insist you stay nude around our house and anywhere we are that isn’t public. Now