I thought I'd share this wonderful little glimpse into my life as a Master.

So I got the slave collar from the leathershop yesterday. We'd ordered it over a month ago and it had been delayed beyond reason. This just made us long for it even more.

When we got it, it was so powerful. Once I put it on and said our vowes we where both so incredibly emotionally overcome. We both had watery red eyes and told every word of love we knew. We did the final edit to the slave contract before signing, and now she's officially mine. I love her so much.

I feel a bit sorry for her, since she can't have it at work, and I know how much she allready have grown accustomed to it. It's amazing how much symbolism we can store in one simple piece of leather.

She's mine now. And it's official.

Here's a picture