Mistress Nicole and Zoe are old friends?
I feel like a fool for being so jealous. I felt so much pain in my heart when I thought Zoe had betrayed me.

She is thinking of leaving? I explain to her that she is my possession and my slave but I will never chain her in a dungeon.
She is my slave because she wishes to be, not because I am physically restraining her. She may leave anytime she wishes.
I notice there is a quizzical look on her face. Is she possibly considering leaving?
I must know, I instruct her to fetch her collar and leash from the closet and place them on if she wishes to stay.

Zoe places on the collar and hands the leash to me. I climb into bed and pull the leash bringing Zoe to me.
She starts to slide down between my legs but I tell her no and pull her up next to me.
“There will be no sex, only passionate embraces” I tell her and we hug and kiss as hungry lovers trying to devour one another.
After a long time we come to rest embraced in each other’s arms. I love Zoe although as her Mistress I must never tell her that.
We start to slip into a peaceful slumber when I feel a tear run down my cheek.
I hope she didn’t see that, a Mistress must not show weakness.

After a brief sleep I wake up and tell Zoe we have a busy day ahead. We are going to New Years Eve parties. Not as Mistress and slave but as two lovers having a wonderful time celebrating.

When I look at the welts I have left on her I realize she can not wear a skimpy dress. After thinking for a moment I have an idea.
We go to an adult clothing store and buy her a latex cat suit. The suit covers her welts and looks extremely HOT on her.
What better way to bring in the new year than to have Zoe as my escort.

I find the latex so sexy that I decide I must purchase a very tight short latex dress for myself. I also purchase a collar for myself.

Zoe and I return to my apartment to catch a quick nap before getting ready for the parties.
We will be partying until late the next morning. I don’t want either of us to tire out.

Finally we are both ready to PAR-TEE.
I am amazed at the number of stares that Zoe receives at each of the parties. I knew men would be staring at her but I am surprised when I see other women staring at her.

God do we ever draw stares when we hug and kiss each other while dancing. I’m sure the site of us passionately kissing drives the men wild. I suspect a few have cum in their pants while watching us.

Finally at ten o’clock the next morning we arrive home both of us exhausted. Zoe helps me get off my tight dress and I help her out of her cat suit.
Naked and exhausted I climb into bed. Zoe begins to lay at my feet when I tell her I want her to lay next to me so that we may snuggle.

Just before we drift off to sleep I remind Zoe “you may leave at anytime. I won’t physically restrain you. You are my property at your own will…”