my collar

my collar

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• |03/29/2010 08:07 am
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i have been thinking alot lately about what my collar meant to me. i compare its worth to a wedding ring and the wedding ring falls short everytime. i have had 2 rings placed on my finger and neither of them held the same signifigence as my collar on my neck. The wedding ring was placed on my finger with a promise of love for life. a promise to forsake all others. For richer or poorer. however the ring never held the promise of commitment of honesty and hard work and discipline. The ring is just a token given at the signing of a loose contract. There is no promise to improve to give of ones self to make the other happy above your own needs and wants. People enter marriage lightly and without consequence. People do not enter into ownership with the same loose promises. When entering into a contract with your Master the future is truly unknown. He has the right to terminate at anytime It is through hard work and giving of ones self completely without hesitation that you are rewarded with such an honor. everyday working harder to please the owner of your collar. when the ring is given little or no effort is required to keep it. when the collar is given you must try everyday to keep it. i have never ever been so proud as the day i recieved my collar and i have never ever felt so much shame as the day it was removed. and now i work everyday in hopes that someday this slut, this naughty slut will earn her collar back. if only i had known what a treasure i had when i had my collar on my neck. just the thoughts of a naughtyslave without her collar