My collar

This weekend Sir and I had separate plans. He's spending time with his best friend and I've been busy with my family.

Things are quiet here now. You know what they say about idle hands. LOL. I know he needs this time and space from me and with his friend to recharge his batteries. I'm doing my best not to bother him, not to message him (I did say good morning) which is really hard. I miss him.

So, I found my play collar and put it on. The feeling of it around my neck, the weight of it, the feel of the leather, is so comforting. I remember how he smiles when he puts it on me; how he grabs onto the o-ring and pulls me close with it and I melt into a puddle of submissive jello.HIS. I think of when he attaches the leash to it. HIS. Being HIS in these moments creates this feeling deep within me. A feeling of being owned. It's so hard to describe or explain. I can tell you, it can be very intense, even overwhelming at times. And I can also tell you, I love it! I'd even say, it's like an addiction. I crave it.
Wearing His collar when I can't be with Him gives me a lot of comfort. Not as good as His presence of course but it can help to keep me calm until I can be with him again.