Late the next day a knock sounded at the room She had taken while
She was here. Opening the door, She finds the artist holding all
of the packages. Stepping aside to let him enter the room She closes
the door. Watching him open each package and place the items on
the table for Her to examine. The first ones She glances at quickly,
Her hand lovingly caressing each as if saying hello to an old friend.
The final item catching Her eye. She picks up the collar and holds
it up to look at. The dark red color of the steel burnished to a
high glossy sheen reflecting the lights in the room. Her name…CAITLAIN..
flowing across the front in a liquid script. The yellow gold of
the letters flowing around the white gold holding them safely. The
snap swivel ring centered in the front of the collar as She had
ordered. Turning it around to examine the lock, She smiles at the
heavy C that will bind the collar to his neck. Turning once more
to the artist and taking the envelope out of Her bag., handing it
to him.
“you have outdone yourself I think this time. Each is perfect.
I thank you and I hope to place it soon. Again thank you.* She
smiles softly.
“You hope Mistress? he has not said yes?” astonishment
showing plainly on his face. “You had these made and You
have not asked him yet?”
She carefully places each item back into it’s own box before
answering the artist’s question. Then softly whispering,
“No I have not asked, but in My heart I know the answer.
he will wear these and welcome My ownership. ” A soft smile
warms both Her face and Her eyes as She whispers once more, “he
is Mine.”
Yes, Mistress *loving the feel of that word on his tongue**removing
the vest and placing it next to the chair. he brings his knees
together and
begins to unlace the leather bindings on one side of his shorts,
then the other. without getting up he slides them down his thighs,
then raises
first one knee, then the other and removes the shorts. beneath
he is clad in a red thong, metal snaps at each side. he quickly
unsnaps them
and removes the thong; placing both shorts and thong on top of
the vest. he is now naked, exposed to the gaze of all, but especially
to his |