Officially “under consideration”…
My journey in the world of bdsm started about 8 months ago. I was fresh faced and brand new, hell, the closest I had gotten to kink was reading about it. Using a website, I had learned it was easy to meet others. You find people with similar kinks, see if you mesh together, and then you start playing.
Unfortunately though, the beginning of my journey was a very complicated one. The first partner I had in the scene enjoyed the polyamorous lifestyle and I had no prior understanding of it. I only understood how to have monogamous relationships. After meeting and a few conversations he stated…
“BDSM isn’t about love. Don’t fall in love.”
He taught me how to sub without feelings and feel without falling…and I was good at it. I learned how to be broken down into a million little pieces and put myself back together. I understood the true meaning of being an uncollared sub.
My story with Daddy didn’t start with flowers and chocolates but rather alcohol and sex. Before we met; we had an “agreement” of sorts. It was decided that we’d become friends and “hook up” whenever he was in town. But first we’d have to get through the “first time.” We knew he would only be in town for a 5 hour layover and we had planned to make the most of it. He would get a hotel, we’d grab a couple of drinks, and have sex. I assumed it would be a couple rounds in the sheets and I’d tell him bye. He would go on with his life as I went on with mine.
That isn’t what happened.
When we met, things played out very differently than either of us had planned. I had picked him up from the airport and making good on his promise, he kissed me before we loaded his bags into my car. In that moment everything changed, though neither of us acknowledged it or commented about it for quite some time.
We spent our night together, drinking, laughing, and having way more sex than should be humanly possible. When it was time to leave, I kissed him goodbye in the lobby and took one more look at him. There were so many things I wanted to say, yet I wasn’t brave enough to say anything. I stood there thinking it would be my only night with him.
As the day went on…I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I missed the sound of his voice, the feeling of his hands on my body, and the constant communication, but I wasn’t about to let him know. I had a plan. I would continue subbing and playing with him without feelings.
When his flight landed, he let me know he arrived safely at his destination. We talked, turning minutes into hours, each and everyday. One day during a conversation, he asked how I would feel about becoming His princess, His cumslut, His submissive. Now let me be upfront, I’m not a huge fan of being collared; it wasn’t something I wanted or felt I needed but I was wrong. I wanted him to be my Daddy, my Dominant, my safe haven. And so the process began…
Daddy hadn’t ever been in a D/s relationship before and I just started dabbling in the lifestyle but I knew the basics. I knew a little about protocol and collaring, so for the next few days I started sharing websites and what I knew about the lifestyle. He knew I kept a journal and asked me to write an entry about what a collar meant to me. After I completed my task, we had realized that we were already implementing D/s actions, into our vanilla relationship. After learning what he had learned, he asked how I would feel about being “under consideration.” I wanted to belong to Him, yet I wasn’t quite sure I was ready to be officially his. But Daddy being the ever adamant man that he is, took it upon himself and got my consideration collar.
What he choose for my collar is non-traditional…kind of like our relationship. About a year ago, I acquired a charm bracelet to signify the start of a new journey and all the “big moments” in my life and for my consideration collar, Daddy chose to add a charm called “Forget-Me-Knot.” My collar now sit upon my right wrist, as a daily reminder that I belong to Daddy and am officially a “princess under consideration.”
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