Reluctantly, Tyamet picked up the collar, and snapped it around her neck. She felt a slight tingling in her mind, and the desire to be a common slave. Fighting off the urge, she walked across the room, easily reaching the next door.
She emerged into another room, this one holding three sets of clothes. The first was the outfit she normally would wear. A pair of hip-length black latex heels, shoulder-length black latex gloves, dark grey latex pants, and a dark grey latex halter top.
The second outfit was a pink latex maid outfit, complete with headpiece, stockings, heels, gloves, skirt, top, and corset. There was even a feather duster.
The third outfit was a pair of white opera gloves, white stockings, and white knee-high platform heels. The word PREY was sewn into the sides of the stockings.
Naturally, Tyamet started to reach for her usual outfit. But...the other two were looking quite nice as well, the collar wanting her to wear something else. What would she put on?
