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There’s always a collar on me.

February 27th, 2014

CollarsLast night, I had to sleep without his collars. I’ve gained a considerable amount of weight since Master bought the smaller collar, so the chain gets caught under the steel. That mixed with sweat makes the perfect combination for a nice red collar embedded in my skin.

And then I dyed my hair again without taking my collars off. You can’t see it in that picture, but they’re both crusted in gritty plant goo. So the little bit of irritation turned into serious ouchieness.

Guess who’s back to calorie counting. For my next trick, I’ll be finding a beginner cardio program on YouTube, or something, because I can’t do more than ten minutes on the elliptical, and M can’t walk. He is finally giving in and going to the doctor tomorrow.

Who was it that said we weren’t gonna hibernate all winter anymore?

Yeah, she lied.

So Master says, as I’m going to bed, “You’re probably happy you can’t wear your collar. You’re gonna wake up all, ‘Mmm, no collars on my neck.'”

I started to protest, and he growled, “It doesn’t matter. There’s still a collar on you, bitch. There’s always a collar on you.”

As if there was any question.

  1. Heaven
    February 28th, 2014 at 19:31 | #1

    Well I wish you luck on your progress with counting calories. Maybe make it fun and get the Wii and the workout stuff for it. I have one but it is a pain and tough but at least you can have fun.

  2. Camryn
    March 28th, 2014 at 13:50 | #2

    Heck, even I know he’s right! *laughs* That must be such a comforting feeling for you, knowing you have M’s love and ownership. šŸ™‚

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