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| MIDNIGHT by gamma_1963 (c) 2006 - All Rights Reserved New Year's Eve, just before midnight. All over town people are having parties and celebrating. In this room there is silence, broken only by the ticking of the clock as it marks the few remaining seconds of the year. i am kneeling on the floor, naked except for the leather collar around my neck. Mistress gave me the collar a year ago tonight and since then i have always worn it in Her presence. The collar is simply a plain piece of leather however its symbolic importance is huge. It represents Her power and control over me. Even when i am not wearing the collar i can still sense it. Deep hypnotic suggestions ensure that i remember Her control at all times - in the office, at the store, watching a movie. At all times there is an invisible collar around my neck. i am Hers, body and mind. She stands before me now, silent and unsmiling. Like me She is waiting for midnight; like me She doesn't yet know what will happen. Soon we will both find out. Mistress dresses, of course, for Her pleasure. Sometimes it pleases her to dress for comfort, at other times it pleases Her to dress to excite and tease me. This is one of those times. She is wearing the clothes that excite me the most, reminding me of what i have. Of what i might be about to throw away. The clock sounds the first stroke of midnight. From the distance comes a faint sound of cheering. Here, Mistress and i remain silent. She simply reaches down and places a folded piece of paper in front of me. As the clock strikes again, that piece of paper becomes the centre of the universe. It contains a precious thing - my freedom. Exactly a year ago tonight Mistress offered me this collar. i accepted the collar and with it i accepted her control - i became Her pet and toy. We'd been together for a few months at the time and knew that we were compatible. The New Year collaring set the seal on our relationship and sealed my mind in Her hypnotic web. Part of our agreement was that i consented to Her implanting deep, powerful hypnotic bonds in my mind. Even the most sincere submissive has doubts and bad days, times when that rebellious little part of the brain cries out "shan't". When that happens, Mistress has only to say a few words and my resistance is broken. Usually i obey through choice because pleasing Her pleases me. If not then She can - and does - make me obey. i have been Hers for an entire year. The control can, of course, be broken. All i have to do is to say a key phrase out loud. The catch is that my conscious mind doesn't know what that phrase is. It's written on that folded piece of paper on the floor in front of me. i've been silently counting the chimes of the clock. i know She has also been counting. Ten... All i have to do is reach forward and pick up the piece of paper. Then i will be free. She won't stop me, there will be no recriminations. That was part of the agreement. i simply have to read the key phrase and free myself. Eleven... i have until the final stroke of midnight to decide. All i have to do is reach out... then i can be free. Free to be my own man. Free to say "no". Free to leave Her. i must act now. Otherwise i won't have the chance again for another year. The hypnotic bonds will remain in place and i will be Her pet and toy until the next New Year's Eve. i must act now if i am to be free. Twelve. The final stroke of midnight. i look up at Mistress and smile. She smiles back then reaches down and picks up the unread paper; takes away my chance of freedom. Another wonderful year of submission begins. |
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