Epilogue

“Own me.” It seems so insignificant when you first hear it. It’s five letters form two simple words making up a single sentence. But, a sentence that should frighten any thinking man or woman.

But there was my beautiful former companion kneeling in front of me having handed me a box with a collar saying “Own me.” It’s every man’s fantasy that sex with him is enough to drive a woman to this condition, but I didn’t think it was that. It could also have been that we were headed home from Romania. And my daughter, Karen, had told her not to return to the house, they had shared for many years leaving her homeless. But those things aside, Jackie had said, “Own me.”

The statement carried so much weight. How could those two words carry that much weight? Owning Jackie meant that I would be responsible for everything in regards to her. I would have to make sure she was mentally and physically well and cared for. While she would surrender herself completely to me. Her mind, spirit, and body would be mine to do with as I saw fit. But within the confines of the first and most important part making sure she was mentally and physically cared for. And it would likely go on in perpetuity.

So with those two words spoken, I needed to give her some form of answer. Some form of indication of whether or not I accepted the responsibility of what she was suggesting. I had not expected her to gift herself to me. But there was my former companion, my lovely brunette giving me a blue collar as a sign of taking possession of her. She had clearly gotten the collar from one of the two women we had visited recently. I needed to make sure that she truly understood the implications of those two words. So I asked her, “Are you sure this is what you want?”

She nodded her head and said, “Yes. I would like you to help me give myself over to you. I want you to possess every part of me.”

I looked down at her and she seemed ecstatic, I had not immediately said no or are you crazy. I soberly said, “Before I say yes and we continue down this path. I need you to understand fully what it means to be owned. That you will have no free will and must do everything that you’re told. I am if I agree for all intents and purposes, God Almighty. You only saw Gretchen and Hiedi after years of being owned. That level of trust and understanding takes years and lots of training.”

Jackie nodded and said, “I trust you. I trust you completely and that nothing you will have me do will endanger my life or be completely capricious in nature.”

Everything in my being said it was rash, yet I reached down and secured the collar around Jackie’s graceful long neck. “When you came over you were a companion. With this collar, you are an owned concubine. It is to remain in place until I remove it. Or you give up your status of owned by me.” With that, our new lives began.