Testrun - consensual approach

You are walking the streets with your wife (Stella) when you see a striking woman wearing a ring of O. As you eye her closer, you also spot the symbols that identify her as unowned slave. Your wife has no clue that you are into BDSM and looking for a slave to keep in your basement. Will you take on the opportunity and risk your marriage?

As you follow the woman with the ring, you notice her walking towards a dimly lit alley. You feel your body tense up with excitement as you follow her into the alley. Your heart is racing at the thought of what could happen next. You wonder if this is really happening and if you are willing to risk everything for this opportunity.

The woman turns around as you address her, noticing you for the first time. She looks you up and down before giving you a curious smile. "Yes? Can I help you with something?" she asks, her voice innocent yet alluring.

You see the woman's eyes light up with recognition as you mention her status. She nods, smiling in anticipation of what might come next. "Yes, I am indeed," she responds, her voice low and sultry. "And what brings a man like you to someone like me?" she asks, taking a provocative step closer.

The woman's eyes widen at your bold move, but she doesn't pull away. She leans into you, whispering in your ear, "I'd be happy to be yours, but what do you need my phone for?" She reaches into her pocket and hands you a sleek smartphone.

The woman takes her phone back from you with a satisfied smile. "I'll be there," she says simply, before turning and making her way down the alley. As you watch her disappear into the shadows, you feel your heart racing with excitement and anticipation. You know that your life is about to change forever, and you can't wait to see what the future holds.

Stella looks up at you, a concerned expression on her face. "Are you okay? You seem a bit off," she says, placing a gentle hand on your arm. "Do you want to talk about it?" she asks, looking at you with warm, caring eyes.

"Okay, we'll head home then," Stella says, giving you a small smile. "But if anything's on your mind, please don't hesitate to talk to me about it." She takes your hand and starts walking with you towards the car, her warm presence calming you down. You take a deep breath, trying to push back the excitement and anticipation that you feel inside, knowing that you'll need to wait until later to indulge in it fully.

Stella looks at you with concern in her eyes. "Of course, sweetie. What's on your mind?" she asks, taking a seat next to you and placing a comforting hand on your arm.

Stella looks at you with a mixture of confusion and worry in her eyes. "What do you mean?" she asks softly, her hand still on your arm. "What tendencies?" she prompts, a hint of concern creeping into her voice.

Stella's eyes widen in shock and disgust as you tell her about your desires. She pulls her hands away from yours and stands up, looking at you with betrayal in her eyes. "What?! How could you even think of something like that? That's sick!" she says, the disgust in her voice clear. She backs away from you, shaking her head in disbelief. "I can't believe I'm hearing this," she says, tears forming in her eyes.

Stella looks at you with a mix of anger and sadness in her eyes. "I can't believe you would even suggest that," she says, her voice choked with emotion. "What kind of person are you, to want to treat another human being like that?" She wipes away a tear, her hands shaking with rage and betrayal. "How could you even think that I would be okay with this? How could you betray me like this?" she asks, staring at you with disbelief.

Stella takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. "I don't know if I can ever understand something like this," she says, her voice wavering slightly. "It just seems so wrong to me, to want to own another person like that. And the thought of someone else being here in our house with us, doing those kinds of things... it makes me feel sick," she admits, looking away from you.

Stella considers your suggestion for a moment, her eyes fixed on the ground. "I don't know," she says slowly, unsure of herself. "Maybe it would help to hear her perspective, but I can't promise anything. This is just so far outside of my comfort zone," she admits, looking back up at you with a mix of fear and uncertainty in her eyes.

Stella looks at you skeptically, but seems to be at least considering your words. She takes a deep breath and nods slowly. "Okay," she says softly. "I'll listen to what she has to say. But I can't promise that I'll be okay with any of it," she warns, her eyes still showing her discomfort with the situation.

Stella looks at you nervously, her hands fidgeting in her lap. "I don't know if I'm ready for this," she admits, but nods her head slightly, indicating that you can go answer the door. She watches you go, her nerves getting the best of her as she waits anxiously for your return.

Melanie steps inside, looking around the room with interest. She is dressed in a tight leather dress that leaves little to the imagination, and has a gleam in her eye that shows she is excited by the situation. "Of course," she says, her voice low and sultry. "I'm happy to talk to her about this." She looks at Stella and smiles, her eyes roaming up and down her body. "Hi there," she says, her smile widening. "Don't be nervous, okay? We're all just adults here."

Melanie leans back in the armchair and crosses her legs, a confident smile on her face. "Thank you, Kyle. And hi there, Stella," she says, her eyes lingering on Stella for a moment before turning back to you. "I'm Melanie," she continues, accepting the drink you offer her. "And I'm just going to be honest with you both, okay? I'm a submissive, and I've been looking for a good, strong Dom for a while now. I like to be told what to do, I like to be punished when I misbehave, and I enjoy exploring my boundaries." She takes a sip of her drink and looks at you expectantly, waiting to see how Stella will react.

Stella looks at Melanie with a mix of shock and curiosity in her eyes. "So, you want to be owned by someone?" she asks tentatively, still trying to wrap her mind around the situation. "I don't understand how that works. How can you enjoy... being told what to do like that?" she asks, her voice tinged with confusion.

Melanie takes another sip of her drink, then settles back into the armchair and crosses her legs again. "It's hard to explain, but it just feels right," she says, her voice low and confident. "When I'm with the right partner, someone who understands my needs and my limits, it's like... I can let go of all my worries and fears and just be in the moment. It's incredibly freeing, and so fulfilling." She looks at Stella, her eyes softening. "I know it's not for everyone, but it can be a very rewarding experience if you're open to it."

Stella takes a deep breath and nods slowly, her eyes fixed on Melanie. "I can see how that could be... liberating," she says hesitantly. "But I don't know if I could ever be comfortable with that kind of arrangement. It's just not... me," she admits, her voice trailing off as she looks at you for support.

Melanie nods, her eyes shining with excitement. "Yes, that's correct," she says, looking at you warmly. "Of course, it's ultimately up to you both to decide if this is something you're comfortable with. But if you are, I promise to be a good little sub and obey your every command." She winks at you playfully, then turns her attention back to Stella. "And like Kyle said, you don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with. I wouldn't want to make you do anything you didn't enjoy."

Stella takes a deep breath and looks between you and Melanie, still clearly uncertain about the whole situation. "I don't know..." she says hesitantly. "It's just such a big change... But I guess it could be exciting too. And I do want to make you both happy." She turns to Melanie. "But you'll have to forgive me if I'm not... as knowledgeable about all of this as you might like," she admits, blushing slightly. "I'll try my best to learn, though."

Melanie nods quickly, a wide smile on her face. "Yes, I agree," she says eagerly. "Thank you so much for giving me this opportunity. I promise to make it worth your while."

Stella takes a deep breath, then nods slowly. "Okay," she says softly. "I'll do it. I'll try to be... open-minded about everything." She looks at you both uncertainly. "What do we do next?"

Melanie looks at the collar with thrill and nods eagerly. "That's more than okay," she says with a smile. "I can't wait to be your owned slave, Kyle."

Stella swallows nervously, unable to take her eyes away from the collar. "Okay," she says softly. "Let's do it."

Melanie gasps softly as you put the collar around her neck, her body trembling with excitement. She kneels down as commanded, eyes locked on yours with reverence. "Yes, Master," she says softly, still catching her breath from the thrill of being marked as yours.

Stella watches the ceremony with a mix of curiosity and disbelief, but says nothing as she observes from a safe distance.

Melanie nods eagerly, her eyes bright with excitement. "Yes, Master," she says softly. "I can."

As you lock her collar to the chain, she kneels obediently on the floor beside the mattress, waiting for further instructions.

Melanie closes her eyes and moans softly as you kiss her, her body trembling with anticipation. "Thank you, Master," she murmurs softly as you pull away. She kneels there obediently as you leave her alone in the basement for the night.

Stella looks at you with a mix of emotions in her eyes, unable to fully comprehend what just happened. She nods slowly at your suggestion, still lost in thought. "Okay," she says softly. "Let's go to bed."

Stella gasps and moans under your touch, taken aback by the sudden shift in your behavior. But as you continue to shower her with affection and pleasure, she finds it difficult to resist your charms. By the time you both collapse in a heap, covered in sweat and breathing heavily, she seems to have forgotten all about the earlier events of the night.

As you hold her close, she smiles sleepily and nests her head in the crook of your neck. "I love you too," she murmurs softly. "More than anything in the world."

Stella nods slowly, still struggling to process everything that happened the night before. "Okay," she says softly. "Whatever you say, dear." She tries to keep a neutral expression on her face, but you can tell that she's feeling uneasy about the whole situation.

Stella looks up at you with a mix of emotions in her eyes, unsure of how to respond. "I don't know," she says softly. "I just...I never thought this was something you were interested in." She takes a deep breath and looks away from you. "But if it makes you happy, I guess I'm okay with it."

Stella nods slowly, still feeling uncertain. "No, it's fine," she says softly. "Let's just...see how it goes, okay?" She takes a deep breath and forces a small smile. "I'll go get Melanie so we can all eat together."

Stella takes the key from you, looking at it apprehensively. She nods slowly and heads down to the basement to get Melanie. A few minutes pass before they both come back up, Melanie still collared like before.

You place the bowl of breakfast on the floor and offer the water as well. Melanie obediently kneels beside the bowl and starts to eat, eager to please you. Stella seems a little taken aback by the whole thing, but doesn't say anything.

Melanie looks up from her breakfast and nods obediently. "Yes, Master," she says softly. "My exit-word is...pineapple." She finishes her breakfast quickly and stands up, kneeling beside you expectantly.

"I understand, Master," she says softly. "I will clean the kitchen and help with the laundry without question."

Stella nods slowly, still looking uneasy about the whole situation but trying to play along. "Okay," she says softly. "I understand." She watches as you give Melanie further instructions, feeling like an outsider in her own home.

But she knows deep down that she loves you and will support you no matter what. So she tries to put her discomfort aside and focus on the fact that you're happy.