At about 5 pm today I got this text message from Hawk:
Hey pup, it’s time to lock a collar on you. Long overdue.
Immediately my heart jumped and I started thinking of all these reasons why I couldn’t, who might see it, what people would think, blah blah blah… but very quickly I knew that he was right. It was time.
Within about 2 hours of receiving that text, I was on my way to meet him and I heard the click of the lock with almost no discussion.
We’ve talked about doing this before, and with several variations. One was that I should have one of either the chastity cage or the collar locked on at all times—if I wanted one off for whatever reason, the other would have to go on—or maybe the collar would have to stay on until I trained myself to stay in chastity for at least a week. This first time, though, we’re keeping it simple. It will stay on for a week. Period. No excuses. Collared.Leave a Comment