"The Cunt feels terrible that it disappointed its Master. It can't express how much it hurt the Cunt to know that its Master was unhappy with it. The Cunt only exists for its Master and his pleasure. If the Cunt can't do that then what purpose does the Cunt serve? The Cunt loves its Master and is devoted to him and trusts him completely with its body and its life. It knows its Master will only make the best decisions for it." The words left my full red lips and it felt as if the weight of despair that I had been feeling had lifted. I told my Master what I was thinking and given what he said, I felt confident that once again he would allow me to serve him. A smile formed on his lips and for a moment I thought for certain his eyes became watery as well. "Your devotion to me is very pleasing, I am very proud to own you. You are a wonderful animal and I'm overwhelmed to know that you want to remain as my property." His voice was getting shaky as he tried to maintain his composure but his words flowed like honey and sent tingles of pleasure through my spine. "Some things will change but rest assured that certain other things will stay in place. You no doubt have noticed that I've removed your collar. I trust you and I know that you no longer need the threat of punishment in order to be obedient." I smiled and nodded. In fact I hadn't received a punishment shock from the collar in months. Obedience had guided my actions and would continue to do so. He leaned over and opened a drawer in the nightstand next to the bed, pulling out a shiny chrome collar with four thick rings, one in each quadrant of the heavy metal circle. "I want this to be your new slave collar. It has no shocks or devices on it, but you will feel the weight of it whenever you are awake, reminding you of what you are and where your proper place is. It will give me a place to leash and occasionally restrain you. It will become a part of you just as your shock collar did. Will you accept this gift on your neck and show the world that you are my willing property?" My lips quivered into a crooked smile. I boldly leaned forward and gently pressed my lips to those of my Master. "The Cunt would be honored to have this beautiful collar locked on its neck Master." If I didn't know better it was almost as if I had been proposed to, and in its own way the collar was a wedding ring. It served as a symbol of my commitment to my Master and his to me.
