BitaTruble
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Joined: 1/12/2006 From: Texas Status: offline
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Himself and I did nothing but talk for the first 8 months. Then we played for the next year while continuing to communicate. Next, we moved in together and lived together for a about 18 months before he collared me. We had a ceremony that was much like a wedding. Our good friends were there to stand by us and we video taped the whole thing and took tons of stills. Before he placed the collar around my neck, we each spoke about what being together meant to us and what the collar meant ... I was very emotional and did cry, but they were happy tears. Michael did not put an actual collar around my neck. He had a solid silver bracelet which is two ropes entwined together. It was a gift from his mentors and about 20 years old at the time. They told him that when he found the right slave, to give it to her.That's my 'collar' and it's beautiful and means the world to me. We exchanged personal vows which we wrote and after the actual collaring, Himself bent me over the horse and each guest came up and gave me a smack on each butt cheek in congratulations with the admonishon from Himself it was the very last time anyone else would ever get to touch me. lol I don't know if the Dom's in attendance were just being nice, buts my girlfriends, submissives all, hit me MUCH harder than the Doms did. :)Then we had a play party for our friends, which lasted till the wee hours of the morning, to thank them for sharing with us. Good food, good friends, lots of tears.. ::and lots of screams which was also good:: It was everything that I imagined and more. Flowers, cake, scented candles, music, a beautiful location. When we actually got married, it paled in comparison. Maybe that's why I remember the date of the collaring so vividly and keep forgetting the actual wedding date. lol Celeste
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"Oh, so it's just like Rock, paper, scissors." He laughed. "You are the wisest woman I know."
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