"I am your slave," I moaned as I rode Him with my collar around my neck. I didn't think before I said it. I just blurted it out as I felt it.

"Yes, yes you are. You've resisted that label, but that is what you are, Kitten," He reassured me.

I started crying, tears of relief and joy and humiliation, all at the same time. He pulled me close and we moved together. He whispered in my ear: "Slave."


Anonymous said...

hello kitten,
id like to know how you deal with your realtionship in front of friends, has anyone noticed your realtionship ith him is "different"
Dose he get on with your mates?

Florida Dom said...

Congratulations on accepting your status as His slave. It should bring your relationship to a new leve. Keep us informed on how your journey goes.