A Collar is A…

A collar is a gift.
The excitement of jewelry,
Like butterflies in my stomach.
What a blessing to behold,
This moment we share.

A collar is a claim.
A response to the gift of submission,
May your intention to possess me
Be felt through every inch of my soul.
May my lingering fears be put to rest
As the safety of your arms engulf me.

A collar is a promise.
I vow my respect and honor
To the Man before me now.
May my obedience be like steel,
Unmovable and true.
May my submission be subconscious,
My devotion without a thought.

A collar means surrender.
A perfect symbol of ownership,
A brand used to mark a slave.
I find the last drop of my will
And turn it into you.
It’s rightful owner you have proven to be,
Therefore every part of me is your’s.

A collar is your hands on my neck,
A gentle touch I’ve learned to crave.
Even with a squeezing grasp
Intent to steal my breath,
I only feel your touch as tender
Reassuring like the roots of a tree.

This collar is my deepest desires
Manifest as a constant sensation on my neck.
My soft pale skin so sensitive,
Wrapped tightly so I can never forget.

Daddy will you please collar me?
I promise to always be yours.
I will listen and love like you’ve always craved,
I’ll be loyal, honest and true.
With souls entwined I beg of you:
Take me even more.
The deeper we fall the tighter we twist
Inseparable in each life.

With the click of the lock,
May these words burn as truth
Permanent in our minds.
A dynamic so grand
A love so sensational
May we burn bright eternal.