The reason i began using "Mister" in stead of "Master":

We were at the lumber yard when He caught a guy checkin me out. Not checking me out in a way that would be acceptable~no, this fella was ogling. This would have been dismissed as a 'he has not been taught proper manners' moment, except he followed us through three aisles, then across the store, and out to the garden center. I was not dressed provocatively, btw.

My Man finally stopped, turned to the man and proceded to hit him with a barrage of sarcastic remarks. People began to stop and stare. I got a bit embarrassed and began to beg: "Master PLEASE!"
I said it several times while tugging on his sleve, when I realized that those standing around us were gawking at me, jaws on the floor. Then I realized that I was wearing my leather collar with the lock on the buckle. I felt my face turn red just then and clammed up. My Husband turnes to me and grinned, and the ogler quickly walked away.

I looked around again and some of those people were now scowling and shaking their heads as they cleared the scene...and that's when i felt very proud of our relationship. I took the opportunity to smile really big at any of them that I saw throughout the store that trip...and touch my collar, of course!

However, that is also when we realized that any of them could have been a teacher or other authority figure in our son's life, and we needed to tone things down in public. At least for a while, anyway. But it was fun just that once!