Pavlovian Stories

It started as a joke. He always called me his little kitten and when he bought me the collar with the jingling bell, It seemed cute to put it on. I loved the way it would jingle as I bounced up and down on top of him. It was hot how the jingling would get louder and more intense as we fucked. Slowly, instead of it being a once-in-a-while thing, it became any every time thing. He’d whisper “put the collar on” and even the...