Amanda almost did so, it had been so long since she'd felt a hand on her throat--mainly because trust had to be built before she allowed that line to be crossed, but it felt good, as did Rebecca's calm authority.<br/><br/>However, she forced herself to close her eyes, "No. Not without Leanna's consent. I know...I think...this is what she was hinting at before she left." She licked her lips. It took every bit of control she had not to strip and kneel, "But I need full" Amanda swallowed, "enthusiastic consent. You might not like labels, but I've worked as a volunteer for when this goes wrong, and I honestly don't think that's even a remote danger here, but I also know that if I'm going to kneel at your feet, we'll have clear boundaries and limits and safe words, and the full consent of everyone involved..."<br/><br/>She opened her eyes, "I'm sorry if that disappoints you, but when Leanna returns, if she consents, I'll take my rightful place."