At the time that I met my now-spouse, I was fantasizing about being collared far more often than I was fantasizing about getting married. The idea of being someone’s collared sub seemed not only more plausible to me, but also more desirable, more in line with my values and cravings at that time.
I loved the idea of being “owned,” and of dating a dominant who was committed enough to me and to our D/s dynamic that they’d want that commitment to be reflected in a symbol other people could see and understand.