"... when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
-- When Harry met Sally

"The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances; if there is any reaction, both are transformed."
-- Carl Jung

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

The sounds of belonging and ownership (E)

Artwork courtesy of http://bringonxtoys.tumblr.com/

I can't describe the joy on my Goddess' face when she hears me walking around while wearing my locked leather collar, a pair of locked leather wrist cuffs, and a pair of locked leather ankle cuffs. And the 24/7 locked chain around my neck.

She loves the visuals of me wearing all those items. She loves the feel of being able to grab a D-ring to pull me to her. She loves being able to grab a clip or two and instantly restrain my movement drastically. She loves holding on to the cuff when we're close or when we sleep. She loves the ungiving feeling of the leather against my neck or one of my limbs. I know she enjoys the symbolism of it all. It's reassuring and empowering for her.

And the placing of those items on me each evening is a very special ritual for both of us.

But the sounds of having me in those items just drives her crazy. The sounds of the locks swinging around. The sounds of the locks clinging against the buckles. The sounds that I make when I walk, sit, lie, get up, turn, bend, or pretty much doing anything.

Those little sounds give her so much satisfaction. They make her so proud. They make her so happy.

And it makes me so happy to make her so happy.


  1. I think it would be humbling and hot to have to walk around the house in collars and cuffs. I can just imagine the sounds of the locks clicking as I roll over in bed or walk down the hallway. You are a very lucky guy!

  2. It is humbling, but the hotness outweighs it by a landslide.

    Rolling over in bed is just the slightest of sound, but it partly wakes me up occasionally, and then I immediately fall asleep again in a state of mind that keeps me reminded of my wonderful captivity.

    The sounds walking down the hallway are as much a reminder of my belonging to my Goddess as as exhibitionistic tribute to her. I love the expression on her face as she looks over with satisfaction at her pet (me).

    I am indeed a very lucky guy. I so know it.

    Thanks for dropping by.


  3. I have a 1-inch wide leather collar that my domme puts on me when we are together. She remarked last night when putting it on "The effect of this collar on you is amazing." I think the effect she speaks of is the physically noticeable way I just melt when she snaps it on (as well as the hardness it creates, which is another physical effect).