He’s been having me wear my collar to bed for the past few nights.
It’s nice to wake up and remember I’ve got it on. It makes me feel close to him.
collar
She wasn’t permitted to talk that evening, he told his guests, but was allowed to answer their questions with a card that read “Yes” on one side and “No” on the other.
Forced to keep her legs open, she could feel the room fill up with the smell of her dampening cunt spread on display as they stared at her and asked about the blushiest things.
Hi can you please get more kinky friends soon.
For reasons.
My training collar.
Blush.
When you visit, will you push me and make it scary?
(Just a little.)
During my visit, Sir informed me that he was working on something special for me. He had me hold up my hair and wrapped a strap of leather around my neck, making sure it would fit just right.
He’s told me in the past how seriously he takes collaring a submissive and how I wouldn’t get an actual collar for a good while, when we had been together for a long amount of time. But he had expressed that he wanted me to have a training collar.
After I took a nap on Saturday afternoon, he had finished it up. He had hand-dyed the leather, attached the necessary D-rings and buckles, even lined it with felt to make it comfortable for long wear.
Even if it’s just a training collar, I was so grateful that Sir made it himself. And I was so proud and happy to wear it and maybe if I get brave enough I’ll post a picture of it.
The other day, I was feeling naughty and I called him. He said that he was walking home and I told him that all he had to do was listen.
I talked dirty, rubbed my cunt and told him how badly I wanted him. I miss the way he fucks me, I miss how full I feel and how spent I am afterwards. He talked me on, telling me the things he knows make me squirm.
When I was close, I begged him to let me cum. He chuckled in the way that made me realize I wouldn’t, but he drew it out, making me tease myself while he read a list he had found on tumblr of reasons why orgasm denial is a good thing for girls. Girls, he added, just like me.
Still, I begged.
“Even after I read you that list?” he teased, “after I told you all those reasons?”
I huffed, “it was the same six reasons over and over in different phrasing.”
“They’re six good reasons,” he replied.
So, I’ve been on denial ever since, no cumming at all. Hmph.
We’ve been getting deeper into our dynamic lately. I’ve tried to write about it a little here, but I haven’t been able to find a way to express the specific encounters. So, for now, it’s just abstractions and the fact that I want to be brave and I want to grow in this.
“I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice.” – Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping.
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Oh my gosh it’s the prettiest collar and lingerie set and I want it right now so that’s that.
I know we’re not supposed to be all objectifying, but
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Don’t worry, she does love the attention.
Oh pshhhhh. As if I’d ever wear shoes like those.
Also, hmph.