"With this ring, I thee wed." Those few words began our marriage. But it was another vow, "With this collar, I accept your submission." that began our life together.

The first words made me a husband. The second ones made me Master.

A Master needs a submissive just as a submissive needs a Master. Without light, there can be no darkness. Every winter has a spring. Her submission completes me just as my dominance makes her complete. We are bound one to another, inseparable.

So tell me... who then is the true slave?