It had been a good few days since Maria came back with the collar. They'd tested it out a few times, using it on each other, but never went too far with it. But today, Antharia had an idea.

Maria got home after an annoying day of work, to find Antharia not reading a book or cleaning as she usually is, but instead stood there ready to greet her. She was also wearing a dress she knew that her girlfriend loved.

"Anthy! You look adorable!"

"Thank you, that's very nice of you."

"Oh, drop the act, I can tell you're excited about something! What is it?"

The elven woman grabbed the collar from the table nearby. "Well, I had an idea. I've been testing out the collar and researching it a bit, and I've found that it's possible to resist it, if you really try."

Maria smiled. "Mhm? And what's your plan?"

"A bet."

Antharia always loved games and wagers. She loved the feeling of beating someone at a game they agreed to, showing them just how much better she was than them. Perhaps it was a bit egotistical, but it was the most fun thing to her in the world.

Maria, of course, knew all about this. "Ohoho, sounds fun. What would it be?"

"Well. One of us puts on the collar, and tries to resist. Then we see if the other person can coax them into giving in."

"Well, a wager isn't anything without a prize to win, of course."

Maria was enjoying this idea immensely, and was speaking with a certain teasing undertone to her voice, as she often does in these sorts of situations. It turned Antharia on like nothing else on Earth, but she was good at hiding it.

"Well. You don't have to work for the weekend, right?"

Maria's eyes widened. "You don't mean what I think you mean, do you?"

"The loser would be stuck with the collar for the full weekend. It gets taken off Sunday night."

Maria considered it. It's true, she didn't have any work for the next few days, and no errands to run that she could think of. It was certainly possible. And she would be lying if she said the idea wasn't exciting! A full weekend of being mindless, and horny, and subservient... Or even better, getting to control Antharia for the full amount of time...

"Deal!" Maria held out her hand for a handshake. "Who's going to put the collar on?"

Antharia grabbed her hand firmly, setting the wager in stone. She never fell back on one of her games. "Probably me, I'd say-"

Before she could finish her sentence, Maria grabbed her and pulled her down to her level, pulling her into a kiss. It was passionate, and loving, and... distracting. Antharia realized what was going on a split second before Maria latched the collar around her neck, and her eyes went blank.

Give in. Let go. Relax. Let your body fall deeper and deeper into control. You're a slave. You are owned.

Those words echoed in Antharia's head, louder than her own thoughts. She tried to focus on something, anything, as she pulled away from Maria's kiss. Her girlfriend looked mischievous, with a big grin on her face, and was saying something-

You can relax now. It's okay. Just let yourself fall.

But it wasn't important what it was. Wait, no! She was saying something, trying to-

Just let the words pass right into your mind. Let your mind turn to mush.

Trying to help. She was trying to help her relax. It was okay, she didn't need to be so worried.

You don't need to be so worried. Just give in.

What was she doing again?

Obey.

No, that's not right, there was a-

Give in.

There was something important.

You are mindless.

What was it? It was so hard to think...

You don't need to think.

Thankfully, she didn't need to think. That makes things easier.

Relax and obey.

She just needed to relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Just need to relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

Relax and obey.

"Relax and obey."

Maria had the elf's head in her hand, whispering into her ear, repeating the same phrase over and over. Finally, she took a step back. Antharia had completely given in, her body unmoving and relaxed. Her eyes were focused on a point a hundred feet in front of her, and whatever mind she had was gone at this point.

It was going to be a fun few days.