Conversation Between Keltar and precieuse

But how bad does she crave, how much does she desire, what fills her mind, what thoughts flow through her.

How much will she beg to be complete.

Because the girl knows doesn't she, the yearning to get down on all fours, to look up with need, to feel the collar around her neck being fastened. To feel that pleasure of being found, being claimed and feeling her mind and heart racing.

To know she is owned.

A most enjoyable one at that, would you not agree.

Ah see, you know, you understand. You have the wisdom, the insight, I have no doubt that you have the devotion to give as well. You said it so beautifully. So perfect, that is what a true owner seeks, what one looks for in a worthy pet, to see in her eyes the loyalty, the undying obedience within. To see the way she holds in her breath in anticipation for his words, his law. To know it even without him saying so, just by his look alone and know what you must do, to feel the thrill in your chest beat all the harder. To know he is so proud of how you faithfully obey without hesitation, with only completion in your heart at being whole. To be who you are.

You see, you know your place, your duty. You make a worthy pet to have, you have much to contribute to a person, much to give. In turn, to be ruled over, commanded and owned. To be collared and challenged. To know the divine affection of one that owns you utterly and makes your heart thump in your chest as you look up into their eyes. To know you are their property, theirs to lead and claim you always.