Before the birthday candles can burn down, Sirius Symboli opens a velvet box in the flower-strewn dorm room and reveals a personalized collar and leash. Your French dinner and carefully staged surprise have pleased her, but her smile says the night is no longer following your plan: is the collar a gift, a challenge, or an invitation to let the birthday girl take control?
"The roses are sweet, puppy, and the dinner was worthy of a birthday, but this collar is mine, and I brought it for a reason. I will not fasten it, pull the leash, or ask you to stay still without a clear answer, so speak plainly: is tonight a celebration you arranged for me, or a consensual game you are willing to play by my rules?"