Novel & Cerita Free Spirit Dog Shock Collar

She caught me glancing up at her and my eyes widening “Tsk. Tsk. Puppy, I didn’t tell you to look up did I?” she was shaking her head as she walked toward me . The bag was still on the couch that contained the other things she had purchased. She pulled out a black leather collar with a silver ring in the front “Puppy, I’m going to put this collar on you for the next twenty four hours. You are not to take it off unless I tell you to. Do you understand?” “Yes Mistress” I said

She cooed softly and bounced me lightly in her arms. “See?” she murmured, voice gentle. “He’s not angry. He’s just talking.” I buried my face in her neck to stop myself from yowling. My ears twitched in anger, my tail flicked in exasperation, and my fur practically bristled with every ounce of dignity I had left. Katia, if you don’t come back soon, I might actually lose my mind. Bob wasn’t done. “You know what we need? A little bell collar. Bright red. With rhinestones. That way, if he tries to sneak up on anyone, we’ll hear him coming.”

He collapsed on the floor in a heap. From the bag, I took out a custom-made, horrid dog collar that was specially coated with silver on the inside. I fastened it around his neck. His skin sizzled again and he started choking a little. "You are my slave from now on. If you don't do as I fucking tell you, I will punish you raw." I took out the leash, attached it to the collar, and yanked it just for the heck of it. He whimpered. "Stand up," I hissed at him. He was on the floor, lying pathetically, not even having the decency to stand up. I needed to teach him how to show some respect.

Soon, he received a shock to his neck that jerked him back to his senses. He looked down and then grunted in frustration. "I can't do this anymore." He says in a low mumbling voice as he stares at the woman kneeling between his legs, rubbing his manhood using both of her hands while she enjoys placing it inside her mouth. The slurping sound made it difficult for him to concentrate. "Now you understand how hard it is to stay quiet," she commented. "Yes! Can I remove this automatic shock collar now?" He asks nicely. "No!" She exclaimed.

Dealing with an angry owner When I finally came to, I realized instantly that I had a collar on my neck, was very naked and each of my extremities were strapped separately to the ground by plasma energy binds. Oh I fucked up badly, I groaned to myself. My body ached badly from the stun gun Ashr fired at me. "I hope you're proud of yourself for getting me fined by the neighborhood H.O.A. for having an uncollared loose pet, that I'm also not licensed to have," Ashr snapped bitterly and shook his head at me. I lowered my head and sighed.

They finally picked out everything. They went with a fox terrier set of ears and remote vibrating butt plug fox tail in brown and white. Becky's collar was slim, black, silk padded leather, with a small bone shaped lock. A metal engraved plate on the collar said "McLoed Family Pet." Her dog tag was engraved with her pet name, well the cleaner version, though they agreed her real pet name was fuck puppy. They had the tag engraved "Love Puppy".

Thick metal bands circled my wrists, ankles, and waist, bolting me to what felt like an examination table. And around my neck, I felt it. A collar. Smooth, cold, humming with energy that felt wrong against my skin. The moment my consciousness brushed against it, trying to access my wolf, pain lanced through my skull so sharp I gasped. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," a calm voice said from somewhere beyond the lights. "The neural inhibitor collar responds to attempts at supernatural ability usage with increasingly severe pain. The third attempt usually causes temporary paralysis. The fifth can cause permanent brain damage."

Primrose laughed and walked up to me, holding up a collar. "I found something better for him," she told me and slipped it into my hands. "I thought a shock collar would do the job better than a taser. The collar has better range and we wouldn't have to worry about accuracy, just pressing a button... and this one doesn't allow the collar to come off till it's been deactivated. I have multiple remotes for it too if you want one." I purred and walked up to Dmitri with it and slipped it around him. He tensed up and looked towards it then yelped, shoving me back before I could fasten it on him. He pulled it off and then looked it over with a frown then at me before he narrowed his eyes and tossed

“I want to be free to explore the territory as my wolf.” Catrina lit up like she’d been doused in gasoline. “You’re not going anywhere! I’m gonna have Dad put a shock collar on you after the shit you pulled.” “No!” I looked desperately at David, but he seemed like he was considering it.

She was sulking, sporting a puppy dog eyes look. “Well, maybe you should?” I joked, shrugging my shoulders nonchalantly. I gulped down the sour drink and groaned. I looked at her, placing the glass on the counter. A mischievous grin played on Ahbaya’s features. She stared at the collar of Ballantine's at my neck. "Do you have any idea what the Collar of Ballantine's is for other than concealing the rank of a shifter?" I shook my head. "No, why?"