It could almost be a necklace, if respectable men wore chokers. It cost as much to create in thick sterling and gold plate over stronger, more serviceable metal as any fine engagement ring, although he would never admit it to Jeff.

Let him wear it with that prideful shame, closer to perfection than any fantasy had been. Let it settle, warm with his body heat, and shine with its humiliating dignity.

It is simple. Others might favor clear markings, territorial boundaries, but true ownership is in the heart. The signature on the collar is on the inside, over Jeff's pulse.

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