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allyC -> RE: Slaves/Submissives Describe Your 1st Collaring and How it felt. (3/24/2006 3:12:29 AM)
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I have only been collared once so I suppose I don't have anything to compare it to as far as a 2nd or 3rd time etc. I will offer two exceprts from different narratives that I wrote about my journey into enslavement. They better explain it than my addled, sleep-deprived brain would be able to do at this moment. *grin* "...That night, I felt his collar around my neck for the first time. I remember kneeling before him, trying so hard to stop the tears and failing miserably. My entire body trembled with so many emotions. Fear and excitement are a heady mix when combined with love and desire. I will never forget the sound of the lock when it clicked shut. I remembered hearing it before, a fainter version nearly a year before in my own head when the pieces were falling in place. I could not believe that I was actually at his feet and that he found me worthy to become his slave..." and the other: "...The time came when my owner took my hands and pulled me to my feet, lightly caressing my cheek he looked to my eyes and I knew what I was to do. Quietly, he said, "It is time, girl." Lowering my head I whispered, "I'm really scared, Master." He leaned forward and kissed me then, whispering words of reassurance to me but I still froze, unable to unbutton the blouse I wore, so afraid to disappoint him. He stepped back and moved to one of the lamps on the wall, turning it off and then moved to nearly each one in the room, turning them all off but one in the back corner, leaving the room lit but not with such a garish brightness so that he could still look upon his property, but I would find more comfort. I began to undress as the tears rolled down my cheeks. Never had I imagined that he would be so incredibly kind that he would do such a thing to make things easier for me. I removed my clothing slowly as he traced the newly exposed flesh with light and gentle fingertips, all the time murmuring how lovely I was, how beautiful I was, how much I pleased him until finally, I was naked for him, my flesh golden in the lamplight I lowered my gaze again to the floor. He circled me several times, taking his time to look on the girl that he had claimed from a distance and that now he would claim in a tangible manner. I remained silent with the exception of an occasional sniffle as the tears of my emotions continued to silently follow wet paths down my cheeks. He gently pushed my shoulders down, indicating that I was to kneel before him. I quickly obeyed and brushed my hair aside so that with my head lowered, my neck was bare to him. He looked at me for a moment and then carefully reminded me of the profound nature of the step I was about to take. Although I had worn the symbol of his collar from a distance, this was the point of no return. While my heart thundered in my chest, I responded that I desperately wanted to be his and I begged him then not to ever let me go. No matter how scared I may be at times, I begged him to keep me at his feet always. It was then that I felt the smooth black collar encircle my throat and I heard the sharp click of the padlock that closed it together, forever changing my life..." Well wishes, Cav's ally
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