"Hi, baby!" she grabs hold of you and gives you a deep kiss. "How has your day been?"
"Good. I found a strange new shop today. Claimed to be a real magic shop, and managed to have me convinced. Let's go inside, and I'll show you."
You sit down in the living room and show her the items you've bought.
"...and that way, we can try SM again, and avoid the pit falls of last time."
She looks at you. "Sure, baby, but this time I think I should be in charge."
"What?"
"Well, if these things work, it would be just as easy for you to assume the submissive position. And to be honest, I've kinda been fantazising about dominating you lately. Look, we can switch later, but you go first."
You look her in the eyes, and see genuine enthusiasm. She's not just goading you on. Well, if this is what it takes, you think to yourself. "Go on, then, put the collar on me."
She does. "Now strip!"
You do, and find yourself oddly turned on by doing so. "Kneel in front of me, slave. Wow, you're really getting quite turned on, aren't you?"
As you sit between her legs, you feel yourself go red. "Answer me, boy!"
You hesitate for a moment, but the more you hesitate, the more you feel a need to answer. "Yes," you finally whisper.
"Louder! I can't hear you. And call me Mistress."
"Yes, Mistress. The... the collar is really working, Mistress."
Her face turns from stern to a huge sadistic grin. "Yes, I'm sure it's just the collar."
Your games continue for a little while. She is obviously loving her role, and the more you obey, the more and more turned on you become. You're getting more and more desperate for release, as she walks up to the table and picks up the rings.
"Maybe we should try the rings, slave? How were they supposed to work?"
"As you wish, Mistress. You put the silver ring on, and give me the gold, and it would transfer your masculinity to me, my feminine sides to you."
"That won't do now, would it? It's obvious I should be the man here, and you the girl. No, I want you to wear the silver one. And we'll see how much magic there really is in that collar..." she teases, obviously not entirely convinced that the collar is really what's causing your arousal. "Come on, give me your hand.
You gulp...