feeling the changes and chains

 *** Thank you to Always Aroused Girl and Fleshbot for picking this post for the Sex Blog Roundup! ***

There seems to be a change occurring. I am feeling like my old self again, yet new and improved. My submission is becoming obviously clear that it is the key to my happiness. The key to my being. It feels as though I’ve needed to embrace it, but had no means to do so.

A change has happened to Sylvanus too. He has once again embraced his Dominance. It’s interesting how we can embrace one’s self, yet discover there is more to embrace. I have to thank Marcello… it seems his writings have become great inspiration for the both of us. It fueled a need within me and fueled a desire within Sylvanus.

After the night I had with Sylvanus, which proved to be the beginning of possibly a new lifestyle, I ended up having a dream. What is wonderful about having a Master like Sylvanus, is that he often makes my dreams come true.

Last night, before coming home, he stopped at our local Home Depot and yes, he bought me my first set of chains.

I was excited to see them. They were weighted and loud. He attached them to my collar. Oh, I should mention here, when Sylvanus came home last night, the first thing he did was lock my collar on with the heart shaped lock. He placed the key on his key ring. It makes me feel so loyal knowing the key to my submission is on his key ring even now.

Once the chain was attached to my collar, he pulled it around a bit. I could feel it’s weight and it just made me feel calmed. He ordered me to suck his cock, my chain in his hand as he pulled me in and I began sucking him off.

He wanted to fuck his cunt. I found myself lying on the sofa, legs spread, my chain falling off the edge and attached to the couch, as he pounded into me and came deep inside.

Afterwards, he lead me into the bathroom, wrapped the chain around the toilet, laid a pillow down, and had me draw up a bath for him. Being chained in place felt lovely. I felt so loved and so in place. So needed.

We had your normal everyday conversations about our workdays. I was not ordered to bathe him, and yet I found moments were I wanted to help him bathe.

Later that evening, I was chained to the bed… as Sylvanus completed my previously posted and linked dream. It felt wonderful to get fucked by my Master as I am chained in place.

As we laid there in bed, my collar still locked in place, I realized I was missing the chains. Even though I had only worn them for a short time, I am missing the feel of them. I was missing the sounds they make. I was missing the weight of them more than anything. I wanted to sleep in them, but it was not possible. Too much noise would keep my Master up.

Today I am at work. My collar has been unlocked and left at home. I am, however, wearing an anklet that is to symbolize my submission and that I am owned until a more proper public collar can be found. We haven’t found the right one yet.

I am happier than I have been in a long time. I take pride in my submission. I can’t wait till I come home today and my Master does as well. To feel his hands on my neck as he places and locks my collar back into place. The collar, the chains, my submission.. they make me feel…. GROUNDED. I feel blessed. I feel loved. I feel as though I am taking a life changing journey. I am happy.