Sasha circled once more around the chair, looking somewhat amused at the situation. While she walked, she traced his skin with her fingertip, enjoying having a subject to play with in her lair. As she got near the table again, she picked up a leather collar, and coming back to the chair, she put it on Dave's neck. The collar was made of black leather with a metal buckle, and several spikes on it which made it dangerous to move his head to the sides too much. "This is a symbol of possession. You are Sam's, until I remove the collar. You're barely more than a slave right now, and this is only the first change that will be happening to you tonight..." She let her words trail off, to cause him some fear while she once again headed towards his crotch, holding something in her hand, but that she kept behind her, hidden from view.<br/>