Smiling, Nakia flipped on the lights in her suite, stepping in and glancing around her own living space before turning back to face Nicole. “Home sweet home.” She said with a laugh. “You can put your bags down wherever you’re comfortable putting them, I really don’t have a preference.” Heading into her room, Nakia disappeared for only a second before coming back into the living room carrying a small box. “I’ve got a collar for you, I hope it’s alright. I didn’t know if you’d be more comfortable with leather or something silver, so I went with something simple. It’s a silver collar with some ivy-like engravings. I hope you like it.” Taking the top off the box, she pulled the collar out, stepping over to Nicole. “I can put it on you if you want, or I can have you put it on yourself.” Pausing, Nakia reached out to place a hand on Nicole’s arm. “I don’t want you to be nervous, Nicole. I’ll make sure our week together goes as smoothly as possible. I do want to discuss your limits and safeword. I want to know if you want there to be a sexual component to this, or if you’d prefer to keep this strictly to Domestic and non-sexual service. This is just as much about you as it is about me.”
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