The following week dragged for Kurt. The collar seemed like it was taking forever to get there and he wasn't sure if he was more excited or anxious. When he and Blaine started exploring this side of their relationship he feared the collar. He wasn't a pet and didn't want to be labeled as one or feel like one. But with Blaine all of that changed. Even though he didn't have the collar yet it felt like once he did instead of feeling like a pet he would feel like he actually belonged. He was Blaine's and Blaine was his, it was an extra piece of security that up until now he didn't realize he wanted or needed.

Blaine had received the collar a day ago but didn't tell Kurt. When he gave it to him and put it on him for the first time he wanted it to be special. This was a huge step in their relationship, Kurt was willingly ready to go give himself completely to him. Not saying he wasn't before but this reached a whole new level. Kurt trusted him enough to allow him to collar him, to take control, to claim him. This excited him more than he could ever imagine and couldn't wait to see his Sub wearing it.

It was Friday night, the night they were to try out the club Blaine had found. He walked into the living room to find Kurt curled up on the couch watching a re-run of Next Top Model.

He took a deep breath and tried to cover his nerves. Tonight was going to be all about dominance and Kurt submitting to him. He had to maintain his authority and showing nerves would only make Kurt nervous, and all he wanted was for him to be comfortable.

"Kurt," he said as demanding as he could.

Kurt looked up at Blaine, "Yes?"

"Yes what?"

"Yes Sir?"

"Better, Kurt come here," he said as he motioned him over.

Kurt stood up immediately and made his way over to Blaine.

"Good boy. I want you to go shower. When you are done I want you to kneel naked still he end of the bed, do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir." Kurt said before he walked away to the bathroom, unsure of what Blaine had planned considering their collar hadn't come in yet.

While Kurt was in the shower Blaine grabbed the box he had hidden underneath the bed and took out the collar he had purchased and placed it on the bed side table and waited for Kurt to come in.

Kurt walked in a few minutes later completely naked and did as he was told and kneeled still at the end of the bed, with his head down showing his submissiveness. Blaine stood here for a few more seconds taking in the site of Kurt, never getting over the face that he could still take his breath away. He walked over and ran his fingers down his back, and watched as Kurt breathed in.

"You are so beautiful sweetheart."

"Thank you Sir."

"You're very welcome. Now I have something for you."

Kurt looked up, "Is it..."

Blaine cut him off, "No. No talking unless I give you permission. That's your only warning, the next time you say something out of line you will be punished. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir, sorry Sir."

"It's okay. And to answer your question, yes I have your collar. Are you ready to wear it?"

"Yes Sir, more than anything."

"You know what it means once I put it in you don't you? It means that you are mine Kurt, nobody else's. You are to follow every rule I'm about to give you. Do you think you could do that?"

"Yes Sir."

"Good boy. Rules. You only speak when you are spoken to. Because you are under age you are not allowed to drink tonight. You are not allowed to leave my side tonight. You are not allowed to start a conversation with someone unless I say you can. If another Dom approaches you and talks to you, you may speak to them if they give you permission to. You will treat them with the same respect you give me. I will not hesitate to punish you. This club is where we can be ourselves. If still anytime you feel uncomfortable or if it becomes too much you can tell me. You can use your safe word. What is your safe word Kurt?"

"Red."

"Good boy. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes Sir."

"Any questions?"

"No Sir."

"Okay." Blaine said as he walked over to grab the collar. It was a black collar with hazel and sapphire diamonds matching each other's eyes. One side of the collar read "Belongs to Blaine Anderson" in fancy cursive writing, the other side read, Submissive Kurt Hummel. It was beautiful.

"Are you ready?" Blaine asked him as he stood in front of him.

Kurt took a deep breath and relaxed his shoulders, "Yes Sir."

Blaine looked down at Kurt and smiled and gave him a quick nod of the head before he fastened the collar around his neck. He ran his fingers over the collar and took in how his beautiful Kurt looked right now. It was probably the hottest thing he has ever seen. "How does it feel?"

"Go--good Sir."

"Who do you belong to?"

"You Sir?"

"Who will you submit yourself to?"

"You Sir."

"God Kurt, I love you so much." he said breaking character.

"I love you too, so much Sir."

Blaine leaned down and captured Kurt's lips in a searing kiss. Pulling him to his feet and pulling him into him. He broke away breathless and looked over at the clock. They had to get going soon if they wanted to get into the club before it became too busy. He didn't fail to notice that Kurt had grown an erection.

"We have to get ready to go. Go get ready," he whispered seductively into Kurt's ear knowing exactly what it was doing to his fiancée. He trailed his fingers down Kurt's chest until he reached his pelvis and wrapped his hands over his now fully erect penis. "Go Kurt, and do not touch yourself. If you're a good boy tonight I may allow you to cum."

Kurt took in a shaky breath, "Yes Sir," he mumbled. Tonight is going to be interesting he thought as he turned away to get ready, loving the weight that was now around his neck.