My Miss has been permanently collared. She has permission from her Master to collar me permanently. She has a list of who I’d dearly love to have witness my collaring. She has chosen which will be my permanent collar.
All that’s needed now is the collaring itself. We were talking about timing, and the fact that my initial collaring was a complete surprise on Christmas Day. That feeling of not being in control, of her taking command of the situation. That feeling was a wonderful add on to becoming truly hers.
She asked me if I would prefer a surprise for the permanent collaring and I really do. Ultimately, it will make me no more or less hers than I already am. It will be a concrete recognition of my status, and of her position in my life. It’s now out of my hands and comfortably, gently, firmly in hers. Where it belongs. I can’t wait, and yet, I am totally content and serene waiting for Her to say “It is time”.
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