It was a warm summer evening and I had been thinking about my new interest lately – permanent collaring. My BDSM lifestyle had been progressing, and I wanted to take it to the next level. I had read about this kind of lifestyle, and I was intrigued by it. The idea of binding myself to someone and not being able to escape the relationship had always been exciting to me. So I decided to take the plunge and get a permanent collar.
I had been researching for a few weeks, looking for a reputable company that could make me a high-quality, custom permanent collar. I eventually stumbled on a company that specialized in making custom BDSM collars and I knew immediately that I had found the perfect company. I contacted them to ask some questions and make sure that I was making the right choice. They were very helpful and knowledgeable, and I felt comfortable enough to go ahead with the purchase.
After placing my order, I waited eagerly for my collar to arrive. When it arrived, I was taken aback. It was a beautiful piece of craftsmanship, made with top of the line materials.
The collar was made with black leather and stainless steel, and the craftsmanship was amazing. The color and the design were perfect. It was a testament to the care and attention that had gone into it. I was in love with it right away. I eagerly put it on and fastened it around my neck.
The next step was to find someone to collar me. I had decided that I wanted something permanent, so I knew that I had to find someone special to share the experience with. After talking to a few friends, I decided to enlist the help of an escort from a local agency.
The escort arrived, and immediately I could sense the connection between us. She was incredibly beautiful and her eyes held such depth and knowledge. She was perfectly suited for the task at hand. We got to work straight away and soon enough I was kneeling before her in submission. She slowly and carefully fastened the collar and then stood back, allowing for a few moments of silent appreciation.
The sensation of having a permanent collar around my neck was indescribable. I felt like I was part of something bigger now. I had a sense of belonging and a deep sense of security that I had never felt before. We stayed like that for a few moments, the connection between us palpable.
Finally, the escort took my hand and led me to the bedroom. She undressed me slowly, her eyes never leaving my body. I could feel my arousal growing with every passing second. She then removed her own clothing and moved in closer, our skin touching as she kissed all along my body.
We moved in unison until I was on top of her and entering her slowly. The sensation of our bodies intertwined was incredible and I was overcome with pleasure. Her tight embrace around me was like a blanket of comfort, and I felt safe in her embrace.
As we moved together, I felt my control slipping away until I was completely consumed by the pleasure of the moment. I could feel my soul being connected to hers with each passing stroke, and the feeling of being so deeply connected was both beautiful and terrifying.
Finally, we both reached our climaxes and I felt my body shaking with pleasure. I collapsed onto her and we stayed like that for a few moments, completely still. I felt a deep sense of satisfaction and belonging again.
When I finally opened my eyes, the first thing that I saw was my new collar. It was a visual reminder of our connection and the permanent bond that we had just formed. It was a symbol of our commitment and the understanding that we would never be apart. I was happy and content, and I knew that I had made the right decision by getting a permanent collar.
