Melody

Melody glanced at the Fetlife page that was still sitting on the laptop and gave serious thought to what they both wanted. Neither wanted a normal vanilla lifestyle, but their own needs were a little different. This wasn't something that could be decided upon quickly. She sighed and looked away from the computer and into the eyes of the man she loved.

"I need time to think. If we do this, then I want to make sure it is the right decision."

"I can understand that baby.

"And... You're sure you want me to make this decision? I mean, we want things that are a little different."

"I've really given it some thought and I think I can be happy either way. I'm able to be submissive or dominant with ease, so this decision is up to you."

"Ok... Ok. Just let me think ok?"

The night went on like normal from then on. They cooked dinner together, laughed and joked as they ate, and then settled on the couch to watch tv together. Melody for her part was unable to really focus on what they were watching and instead pulled out her phone and went to Fetlife. She saw where HappyPup13 had sent her relationship and friend requests and accepted them both before moving on to his page. It was certainly shocking to her because she had always thought he was pretty normal. Instead she found so much that she never knew about him.

He was a switch, able to dominate or submit as needed with his partners, but that wasn't the most interesting thing. "HappyPup" was a little misleading for his name, since he actually identified as a wolf primal. From what she new about primals, they could be really rough and wild in bed. Had he been holding back? He also had listed that he wanted to be a pet and be collared. His writings were full of things from nights he had spent howling at the moon, to the first time he had bought a collar and wore it in public. He had a few pictures, though with the exception of his profile picture, the others were at least a few years old. He hadn't added any nudes since they had started dating. She felt a little embarrassed now, since she added at least one nude a week and hadn't told him.

Guys from Fetlife had been hitting on her their entire relationship, but she wasn't interested. He was a good man and she wanted to make things work, even if it had meant sacrificing her desire for a BDSM lifestyle. Now though, it seemed like she wasn't going to have to do that after all. She had always felt like she wasn't a domme, but something stirred in her as she read through his interests. Being a **** had meant a lot to her, but maybe trying something new would work too?

They were getting ready for bed when she finally decided to give him her answer. He had stripped off his shirt and shorts and was down to a pair of dark red boxers when she spoke up. "I want to see it."

"See what baby?"

"Your collar."

"O-oh. Um.. Sure, one second."

He walked over to their closet and she saw him start digging through to something on his side. She hadn't known that he was burying things in their, but now she was curios what all he kept in there. He pulled out a purple bag that oddly enough had a pin with an anime girl on the side. He noticed her looking at it and gave a sheepish grin.

"She's a favorite of mine, so I decided to put her pin on my bag."

"I've never seen this bag."

"I know. I have lost relationships over this bag."

He carefully unzipped it and began to reach inside. He pulled out blindfold and handcuffs on his first attempt and tossed them onto the bed, followed with by a riding crop, flogger, and a sharp looking pocket knife. Finally he found what he was looking for and pulled out a slate colored dog collar. He stared at it for a moment before slowly reaching across the bed to hand it to her. She took it carefully and examined it. It had clear signs of wear and was at least a few years old. On the other hand, the other things he had pulled out looked brand new, and she had heard him rattle around more looking for the collar.

"How often do you wear this," she asked without looking up at him.

"A couple of times a week. Usually while you are at work or when I go to the store alone."

"Ok." She looked up at him then and walked over to him. He looked at little scared, so she hugged him close. And then snapped the collar around his neck. She pulled back and saw his eyes were wide.

"My Wolfie."

"Melody? What?"

"I said you are my Wolfie. I'm going to let you be my pet. So from now on, you wear this while we are home. I understand you not wearing it at work, but here or at the store you wear it. No more secrets, ok?"

He was quiet for a moment and then stepped in to nuzzle her cheek with his. She heard him give a low growl and he seemed to melt into her when she pet him on the head. She guided him to the bed and moved to sit cross legged in the middle and he followed, crawling on and resting his head in her lap. He didn't say anything but gave a soft whine so she would continue petting him.

"My Wolfie," she repeated gently. Soon his breathing became soft and she realized he had found peace in a way that he had never had before. He had drifted off to sleeping, finally being the pet he had always wished to be. She made a mental note to buy him some treats while he was at work tomorrow so that she could reward him when he was good. She would need to do some planning, but this felt right to her.