Home for Wayward Sluts: Collaring Ceremony Part 1 http://kinkunveiled.blogspot.ca/?zx=8dcd321b700cd6d8

Monday, 20 May 2013

Collaring Ceremony Part 1

The significance of a collar to myself and my slaves is extremely significant and not something I take lightly at all.  Of course,  I can use collars for physical play -- but these are always leather and attached in a temporary way.  But a real collar to me is metal and permanently affixed to the slave and completely unremoveable.  To me, a collar is more permanent and significant than a wedding ring and the ultimate symbol of my ownership.

Now the application of collar can be done in a ceremony attended by many members of the BDSM community or it can be done in a private but not less significant ceremony.   I am going to describe one such ceremony that I will use in the collaring of my next slave but this ceremony will also be used as an opportunity to change my slave Ashlie's collar to a matching metal collar.

The ceremony will take place at Craiger's Dungeon. Craiger is a Dom in the BDSM community that is very well known -- and his Dungeon is large enough to hold all the people and his space has a 2nd floor that overlooks the main hall where the ceremony will occur.   (And Craiger, if you're reading this, you will rent your space out to me for really cheap, right? ;)  )  There are over 100 people present, all Masters, slaves, Dommes and  subs in formal fetish wear.  These make up friends in the community who all came out to observe the collaring of my new slave.

I am wearing a Roman Catholic priest cassock -- it seems appropriate as I will be officiating the ceremony
and it IS like a wedding.  Ashlie, my collared and beautiful slave wears a schoolgirl uniform (white blouse, red kilt, and white stockings. Underneath, I know she is wearing a tight black latex corset that I helped her cinch incredibly tightly so that she has a wasp waist. Her white stockings are attached to the corset with garters that are just barely visible under the hem of her kilt.  Her hair is in braids and she has her beautiful metal collar --the same collar that she has worn since I put it on her neck.  

The new slave, Special K, is a youthful looking thin Japanese girl who stands just 5'1 and weighs barely 90 pounds.  I want to state here that I have fallen deeply in love with Ashlie -- the totality of her submission to me has won my heart and I my cock seems ever hard in her presence.  And as I have gotten to know Special K, my heart has blossomed a deep and uncensored love for her as well. She too is a rare submissive like Ashlie who is naturally at her core a sex slave.  And I wish to keep forever -- looking after them both and ensuring they are safe, secure and looked after for all-ways. This is part of the pledge that I make to them as a permanently collared slave. They are both to be my property, owned by me and my prized possessions.  They are more important and adored than Ferrari -- and I intend to keep both till death.   The best thing is, Special K and Ashlie have fallen in love! So the collaring will work to unify my household.  I look around at all the smiling faces of people in the community and I'm pleased to have friends present to witness the occasion.

The music starts as I stand at the front of the room with Ashlie dutifully by my side.  The doors open and all eyes turn to Special K  as she enters the dungeon.  She is completely naked and has her long black hair freely flowing.     She is thin and meek yet excited that this is finally happening-- but now I see her looking very nervous walking naked in front of so many people that are here to witness her being collared.  Walking past all the onlookers, she approaches me from across the room.  I catch her looking at Ashlie for reassurance and the two exchange smiles.  Finally she is standing expectantly before me.  I graze into her eyes lovingly and she returns the look. Yes, I want this one to be my slave.

I hold out my and Ashlie places a ball gag in my hand and I hold it for the crowd to see.   "Open your mouth" and Special K complies. I hand the ball to Ashlie and nod. She places the ball gag in Special K's mouth and straps it around the back of her head, securing it firmly in place as I speak, "This gag symbolizes the silencing of your will. From this day forward, you will be unable to speak, remaining silent and ever ready to serve. Do you understand."

She nods.

"Good. You will be my silent slave and you will look at your silence as something you keep because your Master deeply desires it of you.  From this day forward, if you ever need use of a voice, Ashlie will speak for you so that you may remain ever silent and devoted to me. Ashlie, accept the role a Special K's voice."

Ashlie steps forward, leans down to the mouth of the much shorter slave, and kisses her on the ball of gag. "Master, I accept the role as Special K's voice."

"Thank you. [Announcing to the crowd]  Let me know if she disobeys me and speaks even one word. Even if she is cumming and shouts out, 'Oh God!' This slave is forbidden to speak from this day forward."

The crowd accepts the announcement though some of them definitely look surprised...and others are no doubt turned on by the idea a vow of silence.


"Slave, I  want you silent and voiceless as symbol of my power over you. From this day forward, your silence will be a source of pride and a symbol of your loving devotion to me. Do accept this duty to me?"

Special K nods.

"Then from this day forth, you are mentally gagged by me and will be unable to speak even if no gag is in your mouth silencing you."

She beams lovingly at me knowing that I am deeply turned on by silence. I know she will obey me and look at her vow of silence as one of the most special gifts she can give her Master -- knowing her silence is demanded of her.  She also takes comfort in the fact that this has been announced to the entire community at once so she has no need to explain it to everyone -- and without words that'd be a huge challenge for her.  But now, she is a member of a community that understands and accepts her a silenced slave.


"But you are a smart girl and I love your mind, so you will still be permitted to communicate with Ashlie and myself through writing, typing and sign language. This is how you sign 'Yes Master'. Do you understand?"  K signs, Yes Master.


"Good girl. Now is the time for the energy exchange.  All body fluids contain a person's energy and you are to filled with the energy of your Master so you are filled with his energy so that you can better serve him. Get me hard sexpet."  Ashlie moves over to me, drops to her knees and raises my cassock. Then, in front of everyone, she sucks my thick cock until it hard.  As she is blowing me, I grab K and pull her close. I remove the gag and then push her down to her knees as well.  I push Ashlie abruptly off my cock and pull K's mouth onto my cock and force her to suck my cock as she's naked in front of over 100 people. I force my cock to the back of her throat and struggles not to puke in front of the crowd.  Then I push her back too...so both my slaves are on their knees in front of me.

"Open your mouths to accept not only your Master's energy but to fill yourself with him so you are unable to deny him anything."

I then let out a strong stream of piss from my hard cock, pissing all over the slaves as they struggle to get as much into their mouths as possible. They swallow eagerly.

When I am finished, I pull Ashlie up to her feet.  "Special K, turn around and kneel facing the crowd."  She kneels, looking out at the crowd, knowing that all of them are seeing her for what she really is.  A sea of black leather and latex clad people look back upon her approvingly.  A flash of a camera suddenly grabs her attention as my friend Master Photographer snaps photos.

I position Ashlie to stand behind Special K and then I raise her kilt so that her bare pussy is revealed to the crowd.  I make her hold her kilt up with her hands. Then I tilt her head back so that she staring back at Ashlie -- looking directly up at her beautiful and perfectly bare pussy.

"This is going to, from this day forward, your slave sister.  Do you vow to love and honour her and accept her fully and completely so long as you are collared as my slave?"  She signs Yes Master while continuing to gaze at her pussy.


"Lick her pussy now as she is my property and comes with me. Lick your slave sister."  Ashlie lowers her pussy down and Special K begins to lick eagerly...embarrassed yet turned on that her Master is making her lick a girl in front of so many people.

As she continues to lick, I go on, "You must love, groom and take care of my property, ensuring she is clean, shaved, and dressed appropriately. You will also be trained to put on her makeup and tend her hair. Acknowledge these duties now."  She sign Yes Master while continuing to lick.

"Ashlie, you must cum for and love my new property, welcoming her into our lives. Cum for her now on the count of 10...9...8...7 feel orgasm building...6...5...  give me a really big orgasm....4  cum also for the crowd 3...almost to the edge now...2 get ready....1 CUM FOR ME!"  Ashlie cums on Special K's tongue and some girlcum squirts out of her pussy. 

"Drink from your slave sister.  Fill yourself with her energy as you are one now" As I say this, Ashlie begins to piss all over the naked slut kneeling below her.  Special K struggles to keep up with the flow and ends up with it splashing all down her naked body, soaking her despite trying to swallow as much as possible.

"Good girl. Now switch positions."  The wet little slut stands up as Ashlie now kneels in front of the crowd. Special K's body is wet with Ashlie's piss...making her nipples a little cold and therefore hard.  Meanwhile Ashlie is kneeling in a puddle of her piss that mixed with mine and little of Ashlie's cum -- and her schoolgirl outfit is wet with my piss.

"Eat her out," I command and Ashlie instantly complies. Special K is now soaked in piss and standing naked in front of a crowd that includes many strangers that she has not yet met. Ashlie eagerly licks Special K's bare and hairless pussy as Master Photographer takes more photos.  I can tell Special K is nervous but I am proud of Ashlie being a good little slut for me and showing Special K how to behave. "Enjoy it slut. You too are going to cum for the crowd.  I haven't yet trained you to cum on command so we will all wait for you -- as long as it takes.  You may never, ever fake an orgasm...all your orgasms for me will be real, no matter what.  So enjoy it...and enjoy putting on a show for the nice people.  You will ---" and suddenly I see Speical K rocked with a hard orgasm.  Apparently this little slut enjoys being put on display!

[Continued in Part 2]

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