Hello readers. Some of you who enjoy my work may be wondering why I haven't posted as much lately. Life is one reason. The second is, on the urging of several readers, I'm working on writing a larger story to be published (outside of reddit). For those waiting for the next entry in Debt Slave or Hucow, they will be coming. In the meantime, here is a shorter story. Feel free to leave any feedback as I appreciate any thoughts from my readers.

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The day had arrived.

After having been in a relationship for many months, the moment she had anticipated was here.

Their dynamic had started slowly, as any BDSM relationship should. They eased in by chatting, getting to know each other, as well as sharing their desires and limits. When he provided her with his first order, she was excited. That excitement hadn't decreased in any of the time they were together.

As his level of control continued to build, so did their passion and connection. This clearly wasn't a short term fling. She provided him with an outlet for his dominant side. He provided her with rules, guidance, tasks, and the ability to safely enter subspace with a partner she could trust. He also provided her with ownership over her mind, her flesh, and her holes.

Their kinks matched, they both fulfilled each other's sexual needs, so when he suggested they take the next step, she agreed. They shopped together, finding the item that best suited their relationship.

He was dressed up for the event, looking sharp in a dress shirt, black slacks, and a tie. She was naked. He had her kneel in front of him. She had been in this position many times before, but tonight was different. He was prepared. He spoke with the confidence and control that she loved about him.

"Today is a special day. We have been able to reach this point because of your obedience, your willingness to learn, and your commitment to submit to me," he said. She felt a tingle throughout her body as he spoke these words.

"Do you, slave, agree to serve your Master?" He asked. "Putting his needs and pleasure over your own."

"Yes, Master," she responded.

"Do you accept that you are now owned by your Master?" He continued. "That his ownership means that you are his slave and that he may use you as he chooses."

"Yes, Master," she responded.

"Do you give yourself freely to your Master?" He asked with a smile. "Giving up all previous rights and freedoms you had."

"Yes, Master!" she said eagerly.

"Slave," he stated. He walked around behind her, holding the collar they had purchased in his hands. He slowly put it around her neck and as he fastened it, he continued to speak. "You have shown yourself to be worthy of my collar. As such, I offer it to you as proof of our relationship, of my control over you, and that I will keep and protect you."

With the ceremony almost finished, he walked back in front of his newly collared slave, looking her in the eyes as he unzipped his pants and removed his hard cock.

"You may now suck me off, slave," He commanded. He hadn't need to finish the order before his cock was deep down her throat.