Seven days of bondage - Day 7- The Collar

With days of rope

chains and cuffs

canes, whips and spanks

Master plans

a special day

His way of saying thanks

.

I slowly dress

as he requests

in my lace and leather

Then I kneel

In front of him

ready to give him pleasure

.

With aromatic candles

and seductive tunes

he smiles down at me

Saying firmly ‘’you are mine…

Never to be free’’

.

I see the collar in his hand

drunk with love for him

I’m overcome

with tears of joy

Surely it’s not a sin

.

I bow my head

and wait for Sir

to place it round my neck

The seventh day of our D/s love

Is one I won’t forget

.

He says again

‘’you are mine..

never to be free..

My darling pet

I give you thanks

for all you are for me’’

.

He clips a leash

to the collar

and parades me all around

Admiring looks from the crowd

for this slave he’s found

.

They all reach out and touch my skin

he lets them pat and pet

Feeling safe

tethered to him

He knows I’m very wet

.

He whispers to me

‘’My naughty slave

I love you more and more’’

Facing the crowd he took a bow

and led me through the door

.

A private room

He took me to

and much to my delight

He spanked me hard

over his knee

Oh what a pretty sight!

.

My juices flowing down his leg

He made me beg for more

Continuous spanks

from cheek to cheek

for his dripping whore

.

Standing then

In front of me

he removes his clothes

then mine

I please him with my mouth

He tastes so divine

.

With nipple clamps

upon my breasts

my collar snug and tight

I suck and lick my Master

on this dreamy night

.

Then I'm on my hands and knees

all ready to explode

His hardness plunging

Into me

He shot his creamy load

.

At the same time

my fountain gushed

with my submissive nectar

My increasing days of submission

Just get better and better