We are too often expected to drop our shared genetic heritage, that of absolute Male dominance and of abject female submission, by the modern world. But why allow it to take so critical a piece from you? Why not make your true feelings unquestionably unambiguous?
You know you belong to Him, so wear his collar proudly and openly. Call him Sir or Master no matter the setting. Defer to Him and do not struggle against His lead. The more happy, joyful slaves in the world, the faster bitter and resentful feminists will drop the pretense of equality.
A happier world is one in which you are always collared.
A girl is always sexier when collared.
Bring back the Patriarchy.