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It seemed a simple, harmless thing at first glance. I had found it buried deep in the back recesses of a charity shop, trapped in a sealed wooden box covered in curious markings. Immediately something drew me to the container, from the moment I caught sight of it's twisting dark wood patterns I just knew I had to see what was inside.
Back in the the comfort of my flat I started the tricky process of trying to open it, fingers tracing along the perfectly designed seems holding the two halves of the box together. Summer heat poured into my room as I tried over and over again to find some way to find the catch but it seemed hopeless.
Tweaking my glasses I observed the collection of bizzare scribbles and marking criss-crossing the outer layer of clearly very old wood. There was a collection of scratches that appeared more like words nestled in the very centre of the what I assumed was the lid.
I spoke them out loud as I tried my best to make our way they said.
" In servitutem redigam me"
I cocked my eyebrow, totally unsure of what language that could even be, provided it was just someone's made up scribbles.
But in the moment I said them a small click resounded around me and the top of the box seemed to pop gently open. A strangely musky yet sweet smell tinged the air, steadily growing around me instead of fading. My curiosity was reaching it's absolute peak, I had to know what was inside.
There before my eyes was a soft bed of purplish, velvet-like material that seemed too perfect in contrast to the state of the box. Sitting there delicately in the centre was a something I would never have expected, not in a thousand years.
A soft pink collar, about an inch thick and shinning slightly in the dim light of my room. On one side was a simple lock of some kind and on the other was a a small bell dangling next to some sort of tag, although nothing was written on it. The material seemed like a bizarre mix of soft leather and tight latex, the inside part coated in hundreds more of those scribbles. The collar itself sat on a small piece of pink parchment, coated in more elegance try utterly foreign writing.
Some of it seemed close enough to some older form of English that I could maybe catch some of the words, but the whole message seemed like a mess to me.
".... septem diebus... domini... orationes"
"What on earth?"
The words fell out of my mouth, I didn't know what to make of it. All this just for a collar for someone's pet? But who would do this, none of it made sense. I needed to know more, the ametuer detective in me desperate to learn what I could. At that point it was like a force other than myself, pushing me forwards to the inevitable idea of trying it on.
I blushed slightly, even though I was alone the though of wearing something so embarrassing gave me pause. Yet somehow I simply couldn't stop myself from letting the tight material clasp around my neck just as the sun set outside my bedroom window...
Okay so I couldn't really sleep and instead had this idea bouncing around in my head, I could have written more but I don't want to bombard you with too much! I'm sure you can kind of see where it's going a little bit, the collar is supernatural and very perverse in nature. I have a really fun idea for it actually becoming a whole matching outfit that I'm very excited to share.
I'm thinking that some added context Is that the collar is essentially a trap, meant to catch new pets for some depraved supernatural being. Over the course of the next week the collar starts to take over my mind, turning into this outfit, giving me intense dreams, making me do things. All getting me ready for this thing to come take me. I'm always happy to hear your ideas and of course huge bonus if your into legs/feet.
I love to play myself because of course I love to imagine all these things happening to me. I have dyed purple hair, 5'6, 34C, green eyes, pale skin and I' skinny/athletic.
My kinks include: Legs/Feet, stockings socks etc, getting dirty/messy, much older men/women, all kinds of bdsm, pet play, non con, bad endings, tentacles/monsters, body stockings, harnesses, mind control, living clothes, stalking and many more!
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