The Traveling Master's Logs: Meeting Stacy

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Male's Point of View - Special Powers

A simple box...

For most, they simply represent a tidy way of putting things away. For others, it can contain priceless jewelry or treasure. They can also be used to lock things for safe keeping.

​But for my latest exquisite hostess, a certain box holds nothing of the sort. Stacy's box contains a wide range of necklaces and collars...

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I take the drink she posed on her box and sip as I admire her kneeling form. Her head is bowed, but I can see her biting her lower lip, trying to contain her excitement. She struggles to hold up her heavy wooden box up to me. I deliberately extend my hand and caress the lid of it. She chose this box especially for the game she wished to play. It’s hand crafted with beautiful carvings and has silver hinges. Was it an old jewelry box I wonder as my finger presses the corner and lifts it slowly.

I can feel her excitement grow as she feels the box open to reveal her neatly arranged neck wear. I’ve come across similar fantasies before, but never as elegant as hers. I pick up a delicate silk choker that has a gold medallion embroidered in the front. I look down at her while my thumb idly traces the round metal. She shivers as she sneaks a peak to which one I’ve selected. But she doesn’t move. She knows That as long as the box is open, I can change my mind...

If I place this one around her neck, her mind will trigger and transform her personality into a French Maid. Her accent will and thoughts will change and she will find herself unable to speak any English. Only French... She will believe herself to have been sold to me as a payment of some kind. She’ll get incredible compulsions to keep everything spotless...

It’s certainly fun to play with her while she has this on... But no... Not tonight... I put it back gently and take another sip as I look at my choices.

This incredible lady loves to submit... Loves the transformation she undergoes... But unless she has a special collar on, she won’t play or submit. Those are the rules she craves to experience. She must be the one to bring me the box when she wishes to play. After that, I can choose ANY collar I wish...

Some make her completely mindless... Nothing more than a Doll really... Others transformer her into a sexual slave that craves to be used by anyone... Hhhmmm... This small lacy choker, which she can wear at work without attracting too many questions, blocks off her orgasm while making her constantly horny. We both love that one...

Ohh... And this leather one is extra special... I take it out and examine it while her breathing accelerates. This one is based in n the Simon says game... If I say ‘Master says’, the following statement becomes true for her. It’s a little more open than her other collars, but on the other hand...

I gently close the box and watch as she places it down on the ground. She smiles as she extends her neck to me. She know she can’t influences or change my decision, that was the way she wished her fantasy to work. I wrap the leather around her lovely neck and watch as her eyes close. I can feel the mindset change inside her. We both know that it worked.

Stacy opens her eyes and looks down at her box. She gently caresses the lid once before looking up at me. She always does... A little ritual she does before we can start the game.

As if she can’t believe she finally has her box of treasures... Her games... Her different Dolly personalities...

I sip my drink as I admire her... How to start things off I wonder?

​“Master says...”