By Pup Shaggy
It was then and there that I found the second of my most favourite sounds, the first being the subtle ‘click’ of a padlock closing. I shook my head from side to side, hearing the metal jangle about. I must have had the biggest grin on my face because Alex had one too… Master Alex I should say… His collar, his name tag, his house… that’s who he really was now.
He’d given me the small leather box as soon as I entered his house. I’d been nervous, and rightly so. He hadn’t said anything, just smiled as he led me inside, and handed me the small box without a word. His lime green eyes stared at me thoughtful, and his smile was welcoming. He could tell I was nervous… I could feel the sweat under my arms… which only made me more nervous.
But then I’d lifted the lid of the box to find a supple black leather collar, 3 chrome D-rings decorating the outside of it. The buckle too was chrome, the pin ending in a small ring for a padlock to keep the whole thing on.
But most importantly, at least for me, was the name tag; a large silver bone clipped to the centre D-ring lay there, glinting in the hallway light above me. “Pup Shaggy” etched into it. The look I gave him must have been to his liking because he enveloped me in his arms laughing.
