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gypsytasha -> RE: How did you collar you slave (5/8/2006 9:43:40 AM)
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foor those of us submissives who have yet to experience the wonder of officialy belonging to thier Master of Mistress i have a dream of how i would like it to happen
Sunday, August 18, 2002 10:59 PM
Subject: collaring
- Category: Unknown
> Title: Today the collaring:
> +++++
> I hear your soft breathing behind me as I open my eyes to a new day.
> "Today's the day," you say. "Dress in your blue business suit with your
> see through white long sleeve button down blouse, pink lace bra, black
> panties, pink garter belt, pink stockings, blue heels, and carry your blue purse.
My heart is racing as I shower, do my hair and dress as you have ordered.
You grab your leather bag and taking my hand you lead me to the car.
During the drive you give me further instructions. "You will do exactly what I say, and without hesitation. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir." I whisper and settle back deeper into the seat.
You park the car at the pansexual play party, then turn to me. "Stay real close to me and follow my instructions to the letter. You will be rewarded or punished accordingly."
> "Yes Sir."
> Once we are inside you make an announcement to the room. "Today this one's training is complete. All are invited to attend her collaring ceremony which will depict her transformation."
You lead me to stand with my legs spread wide in the middle of the play space. Others arrive and place a circle of candles around me. I hear Enya playing from somewhere.
A spotlight bathes me in its intensity as you whisper to me. "Whatever I do, stand perfectly still." You lift my arms until they are straight out from my shoulders, and I hold them there when you release them.
I watch you motionless, barely breathing as you take your bag and walk behind me where I can no longer see you.
I hear a pair of scissors open and close behind me and think 'God No! Not my hair!'
I feel my suit jacket being cut up the middle of the back, and then the sleeves. My blue suit jacket then falls away from me to the floor.
Then the scissors cut the back and sleeves of my blouse. It falls away revealing me to the crowd in my pink lace bra, blue skirt and heels.
You run your hands up my sides and out to my wrists. I tingle at your touch but do not move until your fingers indicate that I should raise my arms high above my head.
You now cut the back of my skirt and it falls to the floor. Two snips and my panties have gone to join the pile of cloth before me.
A naked girl crawls across the floor to me. She removes my blue heels, places them at the far side of the pile of my clothes, and then crawls away,into the darkness as you remove my earrings.
I am standing now with my legs still spread in only my pink bra, garter belt, and stockings.
I hear your voice loud enough for the crowd to hear you clearly. "What have I allowed you to call me thus far in your training?"
"Sir, and only Sir." I answer loudly and proudly.
I hear something swing through the air and feel a long, soft tailed flogger wrap itself around my side and strike me full force upon the breast and belly, first from one side and then the other. Then you move to my side where I can just see you.
"Kneel." You command loudly and whisper, "facing me."
I bring down my arms and kneel before you as I have been taught.
"You will be given this choice only once. Do you consent to be mine?"
"Yes. Without reservation I give my consent."
"Then bow."
I bend and put my head to the floor and extend my arms above my head crossing the wrists, keeping my thighs upright, my ass in the air. I catch but a glimpse of the leather paddle in your hand. It strikes full force upon first one cheek and then the other of my butte. I then hear the paddle being tossed aside.
"Rise to your knees."
I hurry to do so.
There is a black jeweled collar in your hand as you approach.
You place it around my neck as you speak. "You will now call me Master."
There are tears in my eyes, but not from the pain. "Master. Yes Master."
I reply loud and proud before the crowd.
With one finger inside my collar you turn to face the crowd. "From this moment on when a person sees, speaks, or interacts with this one, be it known that she is my property."
Despite the discomfort from your pulling on my new collar, the tears streaming down my cheeks are of pure joy.
You turn back toward me. "Stand," and you whisper, "facing as you were before."
I am immediately back on my feet. Standing before you and the crowd in only my pink bra, pink garter belt, and pink stockings.
I feel your fingers upon my ankle and look down to see you putting an anklet around my ankle, then pink leather sandals upon my feet, and then stand and tie one end of a pink ribbon to my collar.
"Acknowledge your true Master," you command.
I extend both arms in front of me and cross my wrists as I bow my head to you.
I feel you tie the ribbon about my wrists.
"Stand now."
I straighten my back and stand tall, proud, and leashed. Tears of joy run unheeded down my face.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Masters and Mistresses, Subs and Slaves. Please allow me to introduce to you my pride and joy. From this day on she shall serve none other than me, unless I command it. Thank you."
He stood there holding the end of my pink ribbon leash as the crowd applauded and I cried openly. I had waited for this day for such a long time.
Happiness is belonging.
Vjm © 8/2002
Sunday, August 18, 2002 10:59 PM
Subject: collaring
- Category: Unknown
> Title: Today the collaring:
> +++++
> I hear your soft breathing behind me as I open my eyes to a new day.
> "Today's the day," you say. "Dress in your blue business suit with your
> see through white long sleeve button down blouse, pink lace bra, black
> panties, pink garter belt, pink stockings, blue heels, and carry your blue purse.
My heart is racing as I shower, do my hair and dress as you have ordered.
You grab your leather bag and taking my hand you lead me to the car.
During the drive you give me further instructions. "You will do exactly what I say, and without hesitation. Is that clear?"
"Yes Sir." I whisper and settle back deeper into the seat.
You park the car at the pansexual play party, then turn to me. "Stay real close to me and follow my instructions to the letter. You will be rewarded or punished accordingly."
> "Yes Sir."
> Once we are inside you make an announcement to the room. "Today this one's training is complete. All are invited to attend her collaring ceremony which will depict her transformation."
You lead me to stand with my legs spread wide in the middle of the play space. Others arrive and place a circle of candles around me. I hear Enya playing from somewhere.
A spotlight bathes me in its intensity as you whisper to me. "Whatever I do, stand perfectly still." You lift my arms until they are straight out from my shoulders, and I hold them there when you release them.
I watch you motionless, barely breathing as you take your bag and walk behind me where I can no longer see you.
I hear a pair of scissors open and close behind me and think 'God No! Not my hair!'
I feel my suit jacket being cut up the middle of the back, and then the sleeves. My blue suit jacket then falls away from me to the floor.
Then the scissors cut the back and sleeves of my blouse. It falls away revealing me to the crowd in my pink lace bra, blue skirt and heels.
You run your hands up my sides and out to my wrists. I tingle at your touch but do not move until your fingers indicate that I should raise my arms high above my head.
You now cut the back of my skirt and it falls to the floor. Two snips and my panties have gone to join the pile of cloth before me.
A naked girl crawls across the floor to me. She removes my blue heels, places them at the far side of the pile of my clothes, and then crawls away,into the darkness as you remove my earrings.
I am standing now with my legs still spread in only my pink bra, garter belt, and stockings.
I hear your voice loud enough for the crowd to hear you clearly. "What have I allowed you to call me thus far in your training?"
"Sir, and only Sir." I answer loudly and proudly.
I hear something swing through the air and feel a long, soft tailed flogger wrap itself around my side and strike me full force upon the breast and belly, first from one side and then the other. Then you move to my side where I can just see you.
"Kneel." You command loudly and whisper, "facing me."
I bring down my arms and kneel before you as I have been taught.
"You will be given this choice only once. Do you consent to be mine?"
"Yes. Without reservation I give my consent."
"Then bow."
I bend and put my head to the floor and extend my arms above my head crossing the wrists, keeping my thighs upright, my ass in the air. I catch but a glimpse of the leather paddle in your hand. It strikes full force upon first one cheek and then the other of my butte. I then hear the paddle being tossed aside.
"Rise to your knees."
I hurry to do so.
There is a black jeweled collar in your hand as you approach.
You place it around my neck as you speak. "You will now call me Master."
There are tears in my eyes, but not from the pain. "Master. Yes Master."
I reply loud and proud before the crowd.
With one finger inside my collar you turn to face the crowd. "From this moment on when a person sees, speaks, or interacts with this one, be it known that she is my property."
Despite the discomfort from your pulling on my new collar, the tears streaming down my cheeks are of pure joy.
You turn back toward me. "Stand," and you whisper, "facing as you were before."
I am immediately back on my feet. Standing before you and the crowd in only my pink bra, pink garter belt, and pink stockings.
I feel your fingers upon my ankle and look down to see you putting an anklet around my ankle, then pink leather sandals upon my feet, and then stand and tie one end of a pink ribbon to my collar.
"Acknowledge your true Master," you command.
I extend both arms in front of me and cross my wrists as I bow my head to you.
I feel you tie the ribbon about my wrists.
"Stand now."
I straighten my back and stand tall, proud, and leashed. Tears of joy run unheeded down my face.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Masters and Mistresses, Subs and Slaves. Please allow me to introduce to you my pride and joy. From this day on she shall serve none other than me, unless I command it. Thank you."
He stood there holding the end of my pink ribbon leash as the crowd applauded and I cried openly. I had waited for this day for such a long time.
Happiness is belonging.
Vjm © 8/2002
I am presently persuing a new relationshiip with a Master in my City of Seattle and it is looking very good i have not been active for many years becuase of an online 3 year connection but now i have been free to connect with others
please give me some feed back :}
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