Dull silver choker wraps my neck
stiff wire, oval shaped to skin
Seeming normal in everyday life,
but to us, shows the slave within
It's cold metal bites as I place it in the morning
Warming as I slowly start my day
I reach up my hand to remember you by
as I run out the door, on my way.
My hand moves down to the small pendant front
I smile as I remember your words, engraved
You had me pick the ornamant long ago
To remind me to be myself, even as a slave.
My small silver ring, given as a child
is the only other jewelery I wear
But without either of these two pieces
My skin would most certainly feel bare.
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lovely! (pssst! i wear a leather and metal one around my neck - it only comes off when i shower 
) it's amazing how it almost completes you isn't it?
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mine is just plain metal, its like a thin wire, so it looks like normal jewelery but the stiffness of it reminds me enough. it comes off in the shower and when i sleep, because it will bend. but yeah, it really does complete you and give you... something, like, reassurance? even though it isnt a true collar (my master is someone who considers a full collar similar to an engagment/wedding ring) it still has that affect for me.
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lol - i even have an 'o' ring in the front and the people here at work went through a stage where they were making fun of leading me around, but me being me, I told them there's no way in hell they'd EVER be able to do that
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haha. yeah, i get those jokes a bit from friends who know im into that. they joke about beating me because i did something wrong, and im like, 'you wouldnt be able to do it, and even if you did, you wouldnt be able to do it bad enough for me', with a wink, which kind of creeps some out! most my friends wouldnt have a clue
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