FilthyDurrty

Not allowed to speak

Not allowed on the furniture

Not allowed to walk upright

All meals eaten from its dog bowl

All holes available anytime I want

I love the idea of collaring vows. Like wedding vows, but for all the kinky things we promise each other that we can't say at a wedding.

I can imagine her kneeling there naked how I taught her to kneel while I hold an open collar in front of her. I'm dressed nicely with some of my most handsome clothes and a freshly trimmed beard and haircut with my favorite cologne.

She's wearing no clothing to symbolize the submissive role she will take in the relationship. But she's done her hair all fancy, every nail manicured and coordinated, body hair groomed to how we like it, perfume wafting, she's done her makeup how she likes it, her skin is soft, and she has the faint shimmer of a subtle body glitter all over her. She's right there kneeling at my feet, like a beautiful sparkly present under the tree.

I start reading the promises we wrote together for this moment, commitments of dominance and submission that we find to be truths about ourselves and the relationship that bring us fulfillment. And after every vow, she looks up at me and makes the same promise I just did until we do this for all of our vows. We sign the paper with our vows. It's not legally binding, just a very special keepsake for us and this special moment we've created together for just the two of us to share.

Most females want a grand wedding with lots of friends and relatives. The kind of wedding I want would not work under those conditions. It would involve the bride being completely naked through the entire event with the exception of a collar.

The groom would enter first, dressed in a very nice tuxedo or suit for the occasion. He would take His place at the alter in front of the officiant.

Next to enter would be the bride, completely naked aside from the collar around her neck and perhaps a jeweled plug in her ass.

Allowed to stand, much like she when He met her, she would walk down the aisle and then kneel in front of her intended Husband. After a brief introduction, the officiant would ask the two to read their vows, which would be very toxic for today's society. Vows would include "love, honor and obey" which I've always thought were a much needed part of today's wedding ceremonies.

Once the vows were said and the officiant declares them Husband and wife, the rings are exchanged and the Husband removes the leash from His jacket pocket and attaches it to the collar of His new wife.

​I decided it was time to stop pretending this arrangement is temporary. As of last week, the collar is locked on. There is one key, and it stays with me. esther does not have access to it, nor will she.

​I chose this specific model for its utility: I can remove the O-ring if I need her to look slightly more 'civilian' for a specific setting, but the steel band itself remains. It serves as a constant, weighted reminder around her neck that she is owned, 24/7.

​It looks exactly how it should: PERMANENT.

Under Him

That look on a female's face when it finally grasps the fact that being owned by a Man isn't disgusting, disgraceful or wrong in any way. It is a much simpler life than the one she once led... free from thought, independence and decision making. That look now says it truly understands its place and where it belongs. it's finally learned that being naked on all fours and pleasuring a Man's cock is exactly what it was born to do. The collar locked around its neck is not a symbol of entrapment or captivity.... it is a symbol of belonging, acceptance and safety by His hand.

This life would never have been possible if He hadn't found it and trained it to be His. There is no more shame at the thought of sucking His cock and making Him cum. There is no more pride, no more dignity and no shame at the thought of being a simple collection of holes and tits at His disposal.

He's taught it to accept and even enjoy the way its body reacts to His. The hardness of its nipples, the shortness of its breath when He tells it what to do and how to do it, and how its cleanly shaven little cunt drips continuously as He leads it around His home on its leash.

He is its world now. The safety, encouragement and stability He provides often makes it forget everything and everyone else around it.

Require obedience, service, and love.