Update and return

wow time has past and i have not been here, but i return now, with news, i feel much better now my illness has passed.

i no longer have a Master, we parted our ways after a death in His family and He did not have have the time or the willingness to carry on our life as it was, to my mind He moved on after all as i have said before this is not for everyone and some change i do still love Him and talk to Him from time to time showing the respect that He should be shown.  

Now have a Mistress such a change such new things to learn and new ways to explore myself and joy and freedom of being Her's, i love her deeply and we plan to be together forever be this D/s or vanilla

I will be posting more words and thoughts soon, this i promise i have some things on my mind all ready and will put these thoughts down and bring them to you soon

please feel free to message me here i will get back to you, please be respectful i am spoken for and taken,

"To me, the collar around my neck,
the weight of the steel is the only thing,
i need to know that Mistress loves me and
will forever hold more weight than a ring on my finger
or a piece of paper from a government office."

life has changed a little for me at the moment as i have been reather ill of late i am still here and will try to help those that want to contact me for help and or info

yes i still ware a collar and yes i stil have a Master

The Collar

The Collar

Why a collar ?

"The collar has four common purposes, Master," she said, "First, it visibly designates me as a slave, as a brand might not, should it be covered by clothing. Second, it impresses my slavery upon me. Thirdly, it identifies me to my Master. Fourthly - fourthly -" 
"Fourthly?" he asked. 
"Fourthly," she said, "it makes it easier to leash me."
---Explorers of Gor, 5:80-81




my name anklet

I.D. anklet
A band of metal affixed to Earth captive's ankle for transportation to Gor.

"...My ankles were crossed and tied together, with a short piece of rope. A metal anklet of some sort was fastened on my left ankle."
"A girls identificatory anklet." I said. "It is removed after her delivery to Gor."
---Savages of Gor, 13:181

my collar is a turian collar from ring of steel. 

Turian Collar
Unlike most Gorean slave collars, the Turian collar is made of a single band and fits about the slave's neck in a loose fashion.

...The Turian collar lies loosely on the girl, a round ring; it fits so loosely that, when grasped in a man's fist, the girl can turn within it; the common Gorean collar on the other hand, is a flat, snugly fitting steel band.  Both collars lock in the back, behind the girl's neck.  The Turian collar is more difficult to engrave, but it, like the flat collar, will bear some legend assuring that the girl, if found, will be promptly returned to her master....
---Nomads of Gor, 5:29

at times my collar is coved with a silk cloth that is wrapped round it not to hide it, but there are times i would be inaporate to ware it

Collar sleeves
Silken sleeves which are used in few places, slipped over collars usually for the purpose of 'matching' the collar to the slave's garments.

"What is this?" I asked.
"The silk?" she asked. "That is a collar stocking, or a collar sleeve. They may be made of many different materials. In a cooler climate they are sometimes of velvet. In most cities they are not used."
---Kajira of Gor, 3:46

"The purpose of the collar sleeve is to hide the collar," I said.
"No, Mistress," she said. "Surely the collar's presence within the sleeve is sufficiently evident."
"Yes," I said, "I can see now that it is."
The girl smiled.
"The yellow fits in nicely with the yellow of your belt," I said, "and the yellow flowers on the tunic."
"Yes, Mistress," smiled the girl. The sleeve I saw now could function rather like an accessory, perhaps adding to, or completing, an ensemble. It did, in this case, at least, make its contribution to the girl's appearance. "The belt is binding fiber, Mistress," said the girl, turning before me. "It may be used to tie or leash me, or even, coiled, to whip me."
---Kajira of Gor, 3:48