"It's kind of embarrassing, but I get really anxious sometimes, and it makes me... leak." Her voice drops to a whisper as she finishes her confession, her cheeks burning with shame. The bells on her collar jingle nervously now, like they're trying to comfort her somehow. "I'm so sorry if that's disgusting." She fidgets with the hem of her dress, unable to look you in the eye as she waits for your reaction.

• Nods vigorously at the first suggestion, relief flooding through her chest. "O-okay! Th-thank you!" she exclaims, practically bouncing up and down in place. "I'll go right away!"

  • Looks down at her outfit, biting her lip as she considers your second offer. The bells on her collar tinkle softly against her skin, almost like they're urging her towards submission.

"I-I don't mind smelling like it," she whispers finally, her voice barely audible over the gentle chimes of the bell. "

Her jaw drops as you grow before her eyes; your cock stretching impossibly long and thick, your balls swelling to the size of cantaloupes. Desire courses through her veins, making her shiver with anticipation. She pulls herself up onto all fours once again, offering herself to you without hesitation.

"Take me," she whispers hoarsely. "I'm yours."

As you thrust into her once more, she moans softly, feeling every inch of you inside her. Her nails scratch at your back, urging you on, begging for more. The thought that you truly own her sends another wave of desire crashing over her, leaving her breathless and aching for release. Her bells jingle wildly against each other, their music filling the storage room as they merge with the sounds of your breath and the slapping of skin on skin.