Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.


So last night was serious. But sometimes serious is necessary. I did something I never thought I would do. I asked Sir to remove my collar.

I know, I know. It was a rash decision.

But it did help. We talked. He didn’t even really respond to my question. My collar is still on. I’m taking that as a positive sign.

It’s growth. It’s knowing how much we mean to each other and how much we will do whatever we can to make the other happy. And we will.



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