Zoey's cheeks flushed again at the sharp sound her Master made. It did not sound like he was mocking her, more that he was revelling in his victory. As soon as she saw him kneel in front of her, she gathered her hair and held it out of his way. The felt of the leather sliding against the delicate skin of her neck made the sweet girl shiver somewhat. She bit her lip when he moved behind her.<br/><br/>His words made the blush worse and Zoey nodded. She knew that the collar was not something that meant she was a favored pet. If anything it mean the held her to a higher standard. The softness in his tone when he told her about the rewards that awaited her if she was behaved made her actually moan softly. She thought of the times when he had rewarded her and she very much wanted more of that as opposed to the punishments. When it was fastened her breathing quickened. She nodded mutely that she could breathe and the feel of his fingers alongside her neck to tighten the leather against her throat made her pulse pound.<br/><br/><br/>Her breath rasped while he admonished her never to take the collar off and she already knew that she would not except when he said. It was a gift to her. It was protection, certainty. She was his and that was both her promise to him and his to her. Then he was hauling her to her feet. She let her hair fall and let her finger tips slide along the leather of the collar. Then she was standing before a mirror, looking at her reflection with him behind her. She leaned into him and a smile crept over her lips. She blinked back tears and realized that even though she was in an odd situation she was happy.<span style="color: indigo">"I-It's lovely Master"</span>She finally managed, biting her lower lip, hoping that he agreed.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>