Husband's Dream

You opened the door to what can only be described as any husband's dream. Lucia was completely naked and kneeling in the middle of the bed holding a small gift box enclosed by a silver ribbon tied in a simple bow. Her curly black hair was pulled in front of her shoulders, cascading over her tan skin, teasingly covering her perky tits.

"Hello, my love," she said as your eyes meet hers. "I hope you enjoy your wedding present." With that, she lifted the box towards you.

You quickly walked over to her, took the box and opened it, revealing a thin, plain leather collar. It had a simple silver clasp at the back and otherwise looked like a regular choker necklace. Lucia spoke before you had time to process what you'd been given.

"The sex we have is amazing, and I have loved every second of it since the first time we hooked up at that party," she explained. "But I can tell you want more, and I want to give that to you. So, my gift to you is...me. From the moment you put that collar on me, I will be entirely yours to command and control. I vowed to love you for the rest of our days and make you happy, and I can't think of a better way to do that than by surrendering to your will, starting now. I will be the most devoted wife that I possibly can. You can direct me in any way that pleases you, no boundaries, no limits. I will belong to you and only you. So what do you say...Master?"

You stared at her slack jawed, trying to process what she'd just told you and her calling you "Master" for the first time. After a few seconds, you gathered yourself and decided to lean into the proposition.

"Are you sure about this?" You asked. "There won't be any going back."

"I've never been more sure of anything in my life." She responded. "I want to be fully yours."

Not needing any further encouragement, you fixed the collar snugly around the neck of your bride, cementing the new dynamic in your relationship.