If You Care To Find Me, Look To The Western Sky...

I  closed my eyes as soft leather placed against my neck, and the buckle secured. I gather my chain and slip into bed. A warm glow from the fire cascades across my bare skin. The cool soft sheets drift down around me, as a long sigh passes my lips.My body embraces slumber, warmth greets me with gentle arms, to hold me through the night.

As my body rolls the chain uncoils and slowly glides across my skin, cool metal on warm flesh, each link stretching out across each other, clicking in the silence of night. My fingertips trace the chain from the collar, feeling each link, 1,2,3,4 to 32. My fingers coil the chain around themselves and pull back to rest next to me, safe and protected.