Unforgettable the first time L put the leather collar on me. Tight. Very tight. But he took it away. When we met again he left the collar with me and said that while I wanted to be with him, it would be mine. Since then I started to use it with some frequency. Then more often.
Then we started talking on the steel collar. The idea excited me, especially because the photos I saw were beautiful. I wanted it. I wanted because I liked. I wanted because he wanted. I wanted because it was beautiful!
And when we met in Berlin in January, L proudly closed the steel collar around my neck. I saw the gleam in his eyes when he felt how much I was happy. I love their beauty, I love what they mean, not for others but for us.
My New Year’s gift to him was to wear the two collars together. And I liked. I will wear them more often this way.
And I use them, either daily. So it seems L is closer because I can almost feel his hands closing them.
All your collars are beautiful, but they look gorgeous on you!
But the most important no-one can see. The collar in my soul!
Thx, dear.
xx