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atypicalsub -> RE: begining my new life (6/28/2009 10:40:33 PM)
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It was exactly one year ago today that I wore my Mistress's collar of intent for the first time. Our relationship had started online and progressed to nightly phone calls, often lasting 3 hours, sometimes talking until the dawn's early light. Due to the fact that we lived more than a thousand miles apart we had not yet met face to face, but it was already decided that as soon as I had finished all my obligations I would be going to live with her in the fall. A trial visit was planned for July but we felt that was just a formallity. I had been attending a local bdsm discussion group and the Domme who ran that group invited me to my first ever bdsm party. I discussed this with my Mistress on the phone and she was excited for me. She had always encouraged me to go to the group and talk with people in the lifestyle to learn as much as I could and get many different view points. I did not want to be presumptious but nervously asked her if I could wear a collar in her name and she agreed it would be a good idea. Since I would be alone at the party I wanted it to be clear to the dominants there that I was already spoken for. So there was no great collaring ceremony, not even Mistress's hand to fasten the buckle. I bought the supplies and talked with Mistress on the phone as I fashioned a simple leather pet collar. A gold tag engraved, "reserved for Mistress Cat" hangs from a metal loop.
My job prevented me from wearing the collar 24/7, and quite honestly I was very nervouse about wearing a collar in public. As Mistress instructed I did wear it anytime I could do so without creating a scene. While I waited for the day I could be with her I fell asleep each night stroking the tag, feeling the shape of the engraved letters that declared I would belong to her.
The year since then has not been exactly as we had planned. We have adjust the plan, adapted, and carry on. Through it our relationship has grown strong. Trust has blossomed as the experiences have proven to each of us that we can rely on the other. I keep her house clean and prepare her food. She gives me new experiences and keeps me safe. She is healthier, happier, and less stressed since I arrived. She has given me a secure place to explore who I truely am.
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