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"I have a gift for you in the kitchen," Bev called from the living room when Ben got home from work.
Ben loved to give gifts, but getting them was another story. He set down his keys and looked at the kitchen island. On the counter was a black box with a red silk ribbon. He unwrapped it and looked inside the red satin lined box. Inside was a black leather collar and matching leather bracelet. Ben pouted "Bev, this... these are beautiful." He was almost too afraid to touch them, but he could see how perfect they were in their craftsmanship.
This was so important to him. They had some cheaper collars they'd use, but this was a real commitment, as much as a commitment as a ring on a finger.
Bev got up and entered the kitchen. "Do you like them?" Ben nodded, tears brimming his eyes. "Did you want me to help you put them on?" Ben nodded again. Bev wiped the tears away and had him sit down. She fastened the bracelet first, kissing the back of his hand, and then she put the collar on him. "How does that feel?" Ben felt an overwhelming feeling of love come over him, mixed with the fuzzy feeling of subspace. This combination he feels often makes him want to cuddle up with someone and cry. Bev usually takes him into her arms, but it's a role reversal with him sitting. She straddled his lap and held him, cradling his head to her chest. They sat like that for a little while until Ben calmed down.
"Thank you, ma'am," Ben's voice chirped out. Bev kissed his forehead and then his cheek.
"You're welcome, honey." She tipped up his chin with one hand. "Can I kiss you, baby boy?"
Ben nodded. "Yes please ma'am." They kissed, but it felt as if every kiss they've had before was repeated and multiplied a million times over in that one kiss.
"Now, my pet, shall we…" smiling, she looped a finger through the D-ring, "test your new collar out?"
I love her so much. "Yes, ma'am."