2010.02.01 09:03:51

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Fiction Writings → On Any Given Sunday

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Why not be a bit different, for a change.

Tod had been going to the same bar each Monday night for a while, and usually wore the same sort of clothes each week. But today he had decided to be different, and wear a polished steel collar around his neck. It gave a hint of his fetish side, which he didn't usually show in public.

He'd got the locking collar a few years ago, and thought about perhaps wearing it all the time - it had a concealed lock so just looked to the untrained eye like a steel band. But reality and his embarrassment got the better of him, and he hardly wore it.

But tonight he would wear it. It might turn a few people off, but perhaps it would turn a few on.

He took it and its keys out of his bondage drawer, unlocked it, snapped it around his neck, and threw the keys back into the drawer. It would be more 'interesting' wearing it out without the keys.

He put a black top on, and looked in a mirror. He could see the logo of the makers, Avalon Designs, etched into the front of the collar, but to most people it just looked like an ornate pattern. He was looking forward to getting stares and comments at the bar.

collar | Key Holder | controled orgasm | bondage | female chastity

2008.12.23 02:04:49

sweet

Fiction Writings → The Doctor's visit (Archives 2004)

by hub dub

Recently, my wife (mistress) scheduled me for a thorough physical examination. I was informed that it would be the first of what will become annual exams. “After all,” mistress said, “I have to endure annual exams, so I think you should too. It will be good for you. You’re my property now and I’m going to make sure you’re well taken care of; whether you like it or not.” Perhaps I should fill you in on a little background information at this point. I have been the full and complete slave of my wife for about six months now. We had played with dominance and submission games on and off for several years previously, but had come to the point where we both felt we wanted to take things to the next step. That step, for us, was for me to become quite literally and irrevocably, the slave of my wife. After much discuss over several months, we had a quiet but very intense ceremony that included my receiving my permanent slave collar.

punishment | collar | anal | shoe licking | Femdom | malesub | bondage | T&D | Medical | enslavement