Free Spirit Dog Shock Collar Novels & Stories

' She should have been paying more attention as Clara stopped suddenly and Shamira bumped into her. "Clumsy little bitch," Clara admonished. "Here's a line you've heard before . . . assume the position." She watched as a confused former cop turned and put her hands up on the wall. "Spread 'em." Shamira complied. Clara took the leash and unsnapped it from that iron collar, folded the leash in half and lay a quick *smack* across those nicely displayed buttocks. "Now be more careful," Clara warned, re-affixing the leash to the collar.

I reach to press the speaker button to hang up on him. “Wait wait wait. Sir, my apologies, Mister Mason. I-uh, it was careless of me to speak so casually. Gimme an opportunity to elaborate on my request.” His voice is slimy and uncomfortable. “I need high-tech collars. Trackable with remote shock capabilities, over a hundred acres of indoor, outdoor space. Ideally, control over a five-mile radius.”

He walked closer to me, and put the electric shocker collar around my neck. I was confused. Then, he snapped his finger and the guard walked in with a big bowl of water. My gaze went from him to the bowl of water in front of me. “Get into the bowl.” He ordered. Of course, I had no right to question him, so I entered into the bowl, and got the shock of my life. A day I would never forget rushing. Kyle pressed on the control button, and the electric collar around my neck gave me a terrible shock coupled with the fact that I was in the water. I convulsed in pain while Alpha Kyle laughed in fulfillment while continuously pressing the button.

Instead he put the collar round her neck. "Eric stop..I won't wear any collar. I'm not a dog...." He suddenly tightened it and she gasped for breath. She hit his hand continuously but he didn't let go. "Now listen, pets don't talk back at their masters. They're generally not supposed to talk but if you keep pushing me, I'll cut off that tongue of yours and feed it to you. Got it?" He snapped and she nodded rapidly hoping he would let go but he didn't.

’’ Roger was worried that wouldn't sell me for a good price. But he must be thinking of punishing me. However, seeing the situation I was in, he just thought of something else, ‘‘Can't leave a scar... And we absolutely can't let her die or run away...’’ ‘‘Use the dog's collar,’’ he said calmly as he nodded slowly. The dog's collar, which I'd heard other slaves talk about, would discharge once I struggled excessively. And while it wouldn't leave a scar, it was enough to torment me to the point of defencelessness. It was really made for me.

I backed off. “Excellent. He will then put a collar around your pretty neck and you will not resist. That collar, my dear, is not for decoration. It is similar to the ones used to train dogs.” He chuckled, “You are not a dog of course. But try anything, to shift or to attack us, you will soon find out what happens.”

“Please, Alpha Drake, please not the whip. I’m sorry, I’m sorry…” He grabbed one of the spiked dog collars from the hook on the wall. Grinning like a demon, he twisted my hair behind my neck. I whimpered in agony as he snapped the collar around my neck. “That’s it, my disobedient bitch, stay on all fours like a good little dog.” He laughed and slapped me so hard on my bottom my teeth clacked together. He clicked a leash on the collar and dragged me to the couch. I had to crawl fast lest I ended up on my face.

“Watch closely, Alzna. This is what happens to those who cross me.” One of his guards handed him two remotes. “This collar,” he began, holding one of the remotes above, “is designed for rats like you. It electrocutes, burns, and beheads its victim and one of its amazing features is it will kill you instantly if it is tampered with. Let's start with electrocution,” he said, his gaze never leaving mine. I gulped down hard as my heart thudded in my ribs, but I wasn't going to let him see I was scared.

The spiked leather dog collar strapped around his raw throat restricted his failing airway, actively choking him with every violent shiver. At exactly six o'clock, the heavy metal gate of the kennel yard violently swung open. The loud screech of rusted iron pierced his bleeding eardrums. The massive Rottweilers instantly erupted into a deafening frenzy, aggressively throwing their heavy bodies against the chain-link fences, completely maddened by the smell of his blood. The sharp, rhythmic clicking of designer winter boots approached his paralyzed form. Kiara stood exactly two feet away from his bleeding head. She was wrapped flawlessly in a massive, pure white fur coat. Her dark eyes looked

As I was about to get to my feet I was hit with something hard across the back, I landed on my stomach with a thud and Lowell jumped onto my back. He wrapped something around my neck with a click and I realized it was a collar of some sort. I was about to get to my feet when a painful jolt ran through my body, it was the collar. It was a shock collar. But with a lot more voltage than a usual one.