Free Spirit Dog Shock Collar Mga Nobela at Kwento

He was going to be her good boy. Melody came back to him, smiling brightly, holding a bright pink nylon leash, and a matching collar. With a bell, With an actual fucking bell, that jingled with every motion made, almost with every breath. Melody clicked the leash to his new collar. "On all fours, we need to relocate." She said, in that tone that was making his belly tighten with arousal without even being touched. Fuck the things Melody made him feel.

If he continued in that way very soon she would be dragged towards him. Her eyes didn't leave his face, rather they were fixated on those golden orbs knowing that they held more power to burn someone into ashes. "Ahhhhh." An ear-piercing scream was heard the next moment with a small thud sound. What Iris didn't know was that it was a shock collar and he had the control to increase the voltage as per his choice. "Oh. Seth forgot to tell you that it is a shock collar."

I bet she recalls the thing that had happened only a few hours ago. I try to stand up, but a sudden wave of pain shoots through my neck, and I instinctively try to grab it. To my surprise, all I can feel is my skin. No leather, no metal, or little lights for the battery of the shock collar. My eyes widen as I turn my face to Ada. "Where's my collar?" I gasp. It's not that I'm disappointed in its disappearance, but it's still a new feeling to be somewhat free.

Something strange is going on here. As I gazed down at her unconscious body, I noticed it, an item that I am very familiar with, something that I could never forget about. It was a shock collar. The same kind of one that the hunters used to use on me during my training. How did her father get one though? I know all about this device. Pasha used to tell me all about it as he used it on me. A device of his own creation, he would tell me. Intended to weaken the beast side and cause insurmountable pain. He was always so proud as he spoke about it. If the subject does somehow become able to initiate a change during the process, the electricity would burn the fur right off. I know firsthand though

Ben corrected, pressing a single button on his tablet, "of employment." BZZZ-CRACK. The sound wasn't loud, but the effect was instantaneous. The metal collar around Valerius's neck—the one he had worn since the beginning, assuming it was a communication device—lit up with a blinding blue arc of electricity. It wasn't a standard shock collar. It was a neuro-synaptic disruptor designed to pacify riot elephants. Valerius's eyes rolled back into his head. His mouth opened in a silent scream. His muscles locked up, turning him as rigid as a board. He convulsed once, violently, and then collapsed face-first onto the metal grating with a heavy thud.

Saw his shoulders jerk at the sharp pain. He opened his mouth again. This time, instead of the ball gag, I put an actual animal muzzle on him. He could still talk, but he would be restricted in how much he could move his jaw. So all of his best insults would come out garbled and ineffective. It would further add to the humiliation of his spirit. With his dick caged, his senses effectively stolen, I helped Adam get the automatic spritzing machine setup. It would direct blasts of mist at Si's body on an intermittent schedule. The fan would help cool the water and lower his temperature. Cold. Alone. Ignored.

The break room breeding party where Theo tried his best to knock me up. The Zoom meeting with the obedience rig and Marcus Langford watching me cum silently. The rooftop balcony risk where anyone could have looked up and seen me triple stuffed against the glass. Tonight’s punishment in the swing; blindfolded, caned, edged until I cried, then rewarded with load after load while they joked about Excel formulas. I didn’t hold back on the dirty details. The shock collar. The leash and crawling. The way they rotated through every hole like I was their personal stress toy. How much I hated it at first… and how quickly I started craving it.

To avoid any accidents, Caesar made an exception, allowing Angus to sit in the passenger seat next to Emilia. Angus wore a wire mask designed to prevent him from biting anyone. This kind of animal-taming device had been forced off the market due to protests from Alphas, and now only a few Alphas with low self-control would choose to wear them. Though many Alphas considered it a disgrace, Angus seemed not to care at all. The steel-woven mask was firmly fastened to his face, and he wore an electronic collar around his neck, with the controller embedded in a delicate ring on Emilia's finger. If Angus dared to do anything excessive to her, Emilia could press the switch, and the electronic collar

I’d already prepared everything: a thick black leather collar with a little silver ring (ordered the night before), a long cheer ribbon for his wrists, and the floor-to-ceiling mirrors on the opposite wall so he could watch every angle of what was about to happen. “Hands behind your back” I commanded. Sophie tied his wrists tightly with the ribbon while Kaylee buckled the collar around his skinny neck. The word “PROPERTY” was embossed on the front in silver letters. Jay’s cock twitched violently when the buckle clicked shut, spitting a thick string of precum onto the floor between his knees. “Look at that,” I laughed, stepping back to admire him. “Our own personal nerd fuck-pet. Now sit ther

He gritted, staring around the parking lot for any threat. "We can't get rid of this. It's better to leave now and get rid of it later, I just hope it won't electrocute you to death." She stepped out shakily and he slammed the car door shut. "What do you mean?" "It's a freaking collar, Ava. They are designed to keep the prey in check and inside the borders. If the prey tries to leave, and the distance is out of the perimeter set on the collar, the person is electrocuted to death." He gritted and her heart scrambled to her mouth.