“Do you like it?” Camilla asked.
“I love it,” Lindsey said. “It’s perfect.”
Camilla walked over to the bed. Sitting on top of the table beside it was the large wooden chest with her initials etched into the lid. She placed the blindfold down next to the chest and opened it up.
Camilla pulled out the blue leather collar, letting it dangle from her finger. She fixed her eyes on Lindsey’s. “Do you still think it’s ‘too early for that?’”
“No, Mistress,” Lindsey said. “Not at all.”
“Then come here.”
A smile played on Lindsey’s lips. She shut the door and joined her Mistress by the bed.