"... 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

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Collar stories - 1 (E)

Artwork courtesy of Lunar Black

Just before she leaves for work, my Goddess comes back to the bedroom to unlock and remove the locking leather collar I wear overnight, and in fact, wear most of the time when we are both at home alone.

I sit cross-legged in bed, and she comes up on the bed behind me, on her knees. I feel her aiming the key for keyhole, and opening the lock. That opening click is as sad a moment for each of us as the closing click in the evening creates almost a full-body tingle.

My Goddess removes the lock, places it on the bed next to us, and begins unbuckling the collar. As she begins to tell me that I forgot to take care of something for her yesterday, she pulls on each end of the now unbuckled collar, tightening it around my neck. She increases the tension as she continues her sentence, restricting evermore my breathing with every word.

Flashbacks come streaming into my mind at breakneck speed as that feeling of surrender takes over my mind and my body. Scenes and moments of control and bondage and breath play and isolation and immobility and dominance and submission... Hanging in our little make-shift dungeon... immobilized in bondage for the night... tied down for paddling... or for her strap-on...

She lets go of the collar as she ends her sentence and her chastising.

I'm as shocked at having forgotten to take care of that for her as I'm suprised at the unexpected breath play. The slip of mind was relatively minor, and my Goddess' reaction was mainly playful evilness.

It was one of those spur-of-the-moment inspired actions that can only come out of an environment where D/s is ever-present, flows freely, and anything is possible at any time.

I just would have enjoyed it more if it wouldn't have been the result of me forgetting something for her...


  1. I can relate to what you share about the feelings associated with removing the collar. They are the opposite of when it is placed on. it's like having your lover put the collar on it the first part of the roller coaster ride, and it's removal is that sadness that comes over you when you realize you will have to wait in line again for that joy-filled ride...

  2. Serving B,

    What a great analogy! Indeed, the waiting-line can be long, waiting throughout the day, from the time the collar is unlocked and removed in the morning before shower/work, only coming back upon everyone's return in the evening. And then everything is right in the world again when that lock is clicked shut.

    Thank you for dropping by, and for your comment.