Masters Dark Collar On My Tiny White Neck Makes Me Feel…

It’s been 2 years since you placed your collar around slave’s neck. It will never forget the way it felt as you made slave kneel before you nude and lifted its hair away… the cool, smooth stainless steel, gently lowered onto slave’s bare skin. The weight of it lifted slave’s spirits and made its spirit soar like an eagle in flight… finally free. The tears fell freely down slave’s checks as it listened to Master’s steady calm voice promise to care for slave and guide it for a lifetime. slave spoke its words of commitment to serve and care for Master until it’s last breath.

Two years later… slave’s heart wakes each morning eager and hungry for the opportunity to serve Master. Every breath is worthwhile when exercised in its service to Master. slave’s mind grows with every challenge Master gives it and its heart expands in size with each new opportunity. The learning never stops… the growing never ends…. just the circle around slave’s neck…Master’s collar.