II: Collar Rules

Sundome
Chapter Two: Collar Rules

She was standing under the spray of hot water from the showerhead, glistening against her skin. His eyes trailed over each drop of moisture, drinking up the sight hungrily. Already, he could feel himself hardening and when she beckoned him closer, he did not hesitate a moment.

“For your reward,” she purred, and her slender fingers slowly began unbuttoning his dress shirt that had already clung to him because of the water above them. She moved his dress shirt away from his chest, leaning forward and planting lingering kisses on his bare skin. Her tongue darted out and he shivered from the feel of it on his chest, even more when it touched upon one of his nipples.

When he leaned forward urgently to kiss her, he slammed against the wall and he blinked slowly, realizing resignedly that he’d been daydreaming in his shower. Looking down, he also realized that his manhood had hardened just as much as it had during his daydream, and he took care of himself before he finished his shower.

Strangely, despite his new frustration, he was looking forward to this school year. Heck, and only a week’s passed already.

Eagerly heading to Homeroom, he was surprised but happy to see Echo already there and that they were all alone.

“Hey, Mr. Dominic! You’re early!” she grinned at him.

“I, uh, was looking forward to seeing you again,” he awkwardly grinned back.

“Aw, aren’t you sweet? Hey, I have something for you,” she rummaged through her book bag before finally taking out a sleek black collar, his name engraved in an elegant dark blue scrawl, boldly emblazoned on the front.

His face turned red and he looked uncertainly at her, “For…me?”

She nodded enthusiastically, “I figure, I’d have your name on the front –by the way, blue’s your color, right? –and then on the inside I could say you were my property. At least, it won’t be so obvious and if anyone sees the collar, they would think it was some kind of new accessory. You have a lot of high collar shirts, right? You could wear it underneath also.”

“Well, um, my collar’s short right now,” he hesitated.

He saw her start to turn cool again, so he quickly leaned forward and bared his neck.

“It’s just a new accessory,” he reassured her. “One I got…from a friend. I’ m wearing it so I don’t offend her. My sister,” he corrected seeing an odd look pass her face for an instant. He really wanted to avoid saying ‘he’ or else he knew there would be rumors of him being gay before the day was even over. And with his usual reaction to Echo, he very much doubted that.

She didn’t move for awhile, his neck starting to ache from the position, but then she took the collar and fit it snugly around him, adjusting it so his name was at the front.

“It fits perfectly. Did you measure me somehow?” he joked.

“Yup.”

He almost gaped at her and decided that he didn’t want to know right then.

“Um, should you go to your seat now? Class will be beginning soon and others students will be coming in…”

She observed him through dark eyes, before smirking and nodding.

“I’ll give you your reward after class.”

“My…reward?” Laurence asked breathily.

“You’re wearing the collar for me, that deserves a reward. I’m wearing side-tied panties. You can pull on the string as your reward. Isn’t that enough for you?”

“Y-yes!” Laurence said a little too loudly.

His hands were itching for his reward already, twitching once towards her before he snatched them back and shoved his hands into his pockets.

When class was over and she was in his office, she lifted up one side of her skirt, revealing the panty’s ties on that side.

“Go on ahead,” she said amusedly, watching him stare at it mesmerized.

“Okay then. I’ll just go ahead,” he mumbled, already reaching for the tie.

In a quick movement, he’d pulled the string and part of her panty was falling off, only barely staying on because of the other side. But he could see a clear glimpse of her private place from under the dark shade given from her lifted skirt.

“You’re hard again,” she noted.

“Y-yeah,” it was all he could say, his eyes drawn to the area and completely speechless.

“Is this enough?”

“Yes,” he smiled softly at her, a smile actually without the usual hint of awkwardness or any other clue to show he wasn’t used to smiling.

“Alright,” and she began retying the strings. “I’ll see you later, Mr. Dominic.”

The door closed behind her and his hands immediately went to his pants’ button and zipper.

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“Hey, uh, L-man,” Topher greeted him, strangely without the usual annoying enthusiasm he had. “Nice collar. Everyone’s been talking about it at one point.”

Laurence ignored him, continuing to eat in his office and wishing Echo would be there.

“Laurence, when you asked me to loop the video in the men’s pool, I accidently saw you,” his teacher’s aide said in a rush.

He froze up and slowly turned to face Topher, who was looking back guiltily.

“It wasn’t caught on video or anything, but I saw the actual feed.”

He stayed silent, staring with a caught wide-eyed stare.

Topher licked his lips nervously, “Echo, huh? Wow, you lucky man.”

Jealousy immediately flashed through him and he frowned angrily at Topher. “What do you mean by that?”

“Woah, relax! She’s…attractive. Way attractive…but not my type,” he admitted quietly.

Laurence gestured for him to continue, and Topher winced before complying.

“I like Sierra. I’m with Sierra.”

Laurence drew a blank so Topher clarified.

“She’s one of your students. Priya Tsetsang. She, Echo, Victor, and some others are all friends in a group. They get their nicknames from the NATO Phonetic Alphabet.”

Sighing, Laurence took off his collar and tossed it to Topher, who examined it and eventually found the silver engraved words “Property of Caroline Farrell.” His eyebrows shot up for more than one reason.

“Well, well. Didn’t expect something like this from her. And she used her real name…she must be really taken with you.”

“I wish,” Laurence muttered unthinkingly, glaring off to the side.

“Trust me, Laurence. I’ve heard from Sierra that Echo isn’t one to get so attached. She’s collaring you. That means she wants to own you and keep you all to herself,” Topher stared at him in awe.

“For now. What if she decides to not bother with me the next day or the next day?” Laurence glowered and leaned back wearily in his chair.

“You really like her, don’t you? It’s strange. I’ve never seen you worked up over someone like this,” he commented in surprise.

“I’ve never liked someone the way I do her. I just…it was like an instant reaction.”

Topher leaned back as well, folding his arms behind his head and sporting a wry grin. “Here’s to us lucky and yet unfortunate teachers in relationships with hot students.”

“We’re so screwed,” Laurence muttered, reaching into his drawer and drawing out a bottle of whiskey and two shot glasses. “To take the edge off, because I don’t think I can last the entire day without thinking about her and getting a hard-on.”

“Here, here,” Topher agreed, taking his empty glass and holding it up to wait for it to be filled.

“And give me my collar back,” Laurence growled. “I want it. She gave it to me.”

Topher blinked before snickering. “Man, she totally owns you.”

“Happy to be owned,” and Laurence drank his shot in one go.

The day passed by slowly, with only the occurrence of him staring discreetly at Echo during Biology Honors, and then he was in his office. He didn’t know if she would come to him or if he would see her at all, but he didn’t have anything to lose.

Fortunately, she did come to him after all.

“Hey, you look lonesome,” she smiled.

He shrugged, “I am. Better now that you’re here.”

She rolled her eyes and sat herself comfortably on his desk.

“Topher…knows about us,” he said suddenly.

“Your teacher’s aide,” Echo murmured.

“Yes…”

Echo brushed it off, “He’s with Sierra. I doubt he’d say anything.”

Laurence blinked at the information that she knew about those two, but figured that Sierra probably would have said something to her.

“He seemed relieved, so I don’t think he’ll say anything either.”

“Besides, neither of you will get in trouble anyway. If you were found out,” Echo said mysteriously.

He looked at her curiously, but she just lay back on his desk.

“The school trip will be soon. It’ll last for two weeks,” she said from out of nowhere.

“Oh. I hate those things. I never volunteer for school activities,” Laurence automatically confessed.

He saw her slightly tense before relaxing again, this time with that cold gaze.

“I see. Too bad.”

“But I’ll go this time if you want me to,” he said in a rush.

She didn’t answer him, gazing at his ceiling with a hard gaze.

‘I don’t want to be boring. Don’t be bored with me already.’

He saw Topher’s leash for his dog neatly piled on the floor next to the desk and he took it, clipping it to his collar. Holding the other end of the leash, he shuffled closer to her, holding himself prostrate next to her laid out figure on the desk. Obediently holding up the leash to her, he bowed his head.

“I’m sorry. I really do want to go, especially if you’re going.”

He clenched his jaw several times, waiting nervously for any reaction. When a minute had gone by and still nothing, he started to feel depressed. But then soft fingers lightly touched his hand, sliding past it to take the leash from him, yanking twice gently. He looked up to see that she’d turned on her side to face him, one arm curled to pillow her head as the other held his leash and was petting his hair affectionately.

“This isn’t yours…”

Laurence shrugged embarrassedly. She gave him a tender smile and laughed low.

“If you really want a leash, I’ll get you one that matches your collar at least.”

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She’d continued petting his hair for awhile, neither moving from their position. He stayed sitting on his haunches next to her, ignoring the ache in his legs for the position and the ache in his neck for his bowed head. But she was petting him, touching him…so he was happy and ready to suffer for that.

And the next day, he eagerly signed up to be a supervisor for the trip. He ignored the whispers and amazed looks, because it was all worth it. She was worth it.

“You look like the cat ate the canary,” Topher commented with a grin.

“Mmhm,” Laurence answered in a daze.

“And I hear you signed up to supervise the trip to Paris, France.”

“Oh…is that where we’re going?” Laurence continued to sound and look dazed.

“…Can I guess that all of this has something to do with Echo?”

“She’s going to go…I want to be with her,” the blond muttered, twitching in irritation at his aide as he became more aware of his surroundings.

“Man, have I said how collared she has you?”

“Stupid pun, Topher. Really stupid. Are you going? I hear Miss Tsetsang will be coming along,” Laurence asked curiously.

Topher smiled anxiously, “Yeah. I wanted to spend some time with her, and since students practically have free reign and the teachers don’t exactly have to shadow them all or keep to a group…”

Laurence’s eyes glazed over, “Echo…me…all alone…”

The brunet snickered, “I can see your mind’s gone to the gutter.”

Laurence snapped out of it, glaring at the younger male.

“That’s not just it. I want to spend time with her. Just her…and no interruptions…maybe a real date…”

Topher shook his head, “Good luck then. Oh and DeWitt’s coming. Just so you know.”

Laurence cursed aloud.

“Hey, uh, Laurence…have you seen my leash for my dog?”

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Started 8/9/09 –Completed 8/10/09