Mattie shuddered and her shoulders sagged as she felt like her legs were swept out from under her. She didn't even look long enough to notice to the place on the collar meant for a lock. Regret washed over her as she thought about how he may require her to wear it outside of his office.<br/><br/>What would the others say? How would she explain the events that led to her willingly allowing herself to be collared? With her own assistance at that! She looked up into his eyes as his finger ran across the leather, her own asking questions she couldn't voice.<br/><br/>'Now then undress for me Mattie so we can get the punishment out of the way.  I need to take a better look at you anyway.' Mr Blackstone had told her.<br/><br/>With her back turned to her she stood for a moment or two trying to think of another way out. Seeing none she reached to her back, first untying the small string around her waist which gave the black and white floral dress some body. Mattie sighed and then reached up higher along her back and stood on the tips of her toes as if that would help reach higher on her back. Her fingers were trembling as she pulled the zipper down until her back was exposed.<br/><br/>Lucky for her Mr. Blackstone appeared to be focused on attaching something to his desk and from the looks of it she may soon be spread across it. How many others had he done something similar to? Inhaling deeply she pulled her arms from the small straps and allowed the dress to pool around her feet freely with little to no assistance from her. She now stood before her teach in a lacy black bra and black boy shorts that hardly covered her ass cheeks. She reached to undo the clasp and panicked. "Please. Isn't this enough?"