I didn’t discover, until one of my friends dragged me around San Francisco in a collar and a leash, what an incredible experience this can be.
I can’t exactly describe the sensation, but the feel of a collar around your neck as it’s being tugged, pulling you in another direction is one of the best feelings I’ve ever had.
Once a collar has been welded closed around my neck, there is no turning back for me.
Because of the level of commitment involved, my master welding the collar closed around my neck is both terrifying, and the moment I look forward to more than any other.
With the collar permanently around my neck, I become the property of my master forever, no turning back.
Once the collar has been attached, my desires no longer matter. It doesn’t matter if I find the situation fulfilling (although I would hope my master would make an effort to do so on occasion).
I truly look forward to the moment when I can have a collar welded around my neck, making me the lifelong slave I wish to become.