On A Leash Novels & Stories

Attached the leash to the puppy's neck then gave it to the boss. "Are you ready to go out now, Summer?" He bent to ask the little guy. "Arf!" Summer made the firm noise which made everybody smile with his reaction. "Good boy. Let's go." The boss said. His one hand holding the puppy's leash and the other hand was sending to Stella. She thought for a minute but when saw his glare, she decided to put her hand on his big palm. Leo lifted his lips. Definitely the winner of the morning. He praised himself, it's good to start the day.

Reminder. The click of the lock echoed in the quiet room. Small padlock. Tiny key he slipped into his pocket. “No key for you,” he said. “Ever.” She touched the collar. Fingers trembling. Leather warm from his hands. He attached a new leash. Thicker chain this time. Black links. Heavy. Tugged once. She sat up quick. “On all fours.” She moved to the floor. Hands and knees. Ass up. He stood over her. Leash in one hand.

#RULE 4: I WILL WEAR MY COLLAR AND LEASH AT ALL TIMES, EXCEPT WHEN I AM GIVEN PERMISSION TO REMOVE THEM. I glanced at the clock on the wall, my heart pounding with anticipation. It was finally time for our playroom session, where I would submit entirely to my Master’s will. I dutifully walked into the room, my eyes quickly adjusting to the dimly lit atmosphere. My Master stood before me, a devilish grin on his face as he held the leash attached to my collar.

Of course many of the items had very obvious purposes, sometimes not necessarily pleasant for whoever was on the receiving end. It didn't take us long to pick out a collar and leash set, the first toy I had suggested last night to Karen's enthusiastic agreement. We found a simple black leather collar with a chrome ring attached to it and a nice chain leash with a leather handhold, and as I looked at it in my shopping basket I felt light headed thinking about wearing it. I knew Karen would have me doing many things later on, but even just the thought of being on a leash held by her hand was intoxicating to me.

“Yes, like pet dogs, cats can be taught to accept, and walk on a leash with a harness. We recommend leash training so you can take her outside with you, and let her explore, but you can keep her with you so she doesn’t wander off and get lost or hurt. Because she is so young she should learn quickly, and do well to walk on a leash. Teach Leila how to carry the leash in her mouth so they can talk walks together. We do ask that you keep her out of the woods though as there are many dangers to cats in the woods that Leila may not be able to protect her from, such as large hunting birds.” “O….ok. There is a lot to know.” “Yes there

His footsteps moved behind me again - slow, unhurried, confident. The kind of pace a hunter takes when the prey can no longer run. I kept my chest pressed to the stone, hands tucked behind my back exactly where he’d ordered them. The leash trailed from my collar, a soft line on the ground, waiting for him to lift or yank or tighten it at will.

Leilani Chase tugged on his leash as he lurched forward, nearly knocking me off balance, barking deeply and threateningly at some teenage boys who were busy ogling me from across the street. They jolted, startled by Chase’s aggressiveness. They started talking among themselves, increasing their pace while stealing glances at Chase who was still barking at them, his entire body rippling with deadly intent. “Easy boy,” I said but my voice was drowned by his barking. “Chase!” I called louder, nudging him forward. He finally stopped barking when the boys were far enough and resumed his trot in front of me, sniffing the ground.

Aurora says softly, crouching a little, hands out. “You’re fine. He’s just nervous.” I’m nervous. The dog’s attention shifts to her immediately, tail flicking, body coiling like it’s deciding between obedience and chaos. She reaches for the leash near my hand, brushing my knuckles- -and that’s when the dog lunges sideways. Not forward. Sideways. The leash snaps taut, low and fast, a sudden whip across her legs. Her foot catches. I hear her breath hitch, see the exact moment her balance gives up on her.

She took another step toward the seam. Cael did not follow. “Wait.” The word was soft, but it stopped her more effectively than if he had grabbed her arm. She turned back, a question already forming, when she saw the way his gaze had lowered to her ankle. “The leash,” he said. Her stomach tightened instinctively. The red thread pulsed faintly, warm but not restrictive, the glow subtle beneath her skin. “It hasn’t stopped me,” she said, a faint edge of defensiveness rising before she could temper it. “He loosened it.”

He stepped away from Até and wrapped his arm around my waist, planting a kiss on my forehead before whispering in my ear. “Scold me for not keeping my distance later love, I can sense you need me close right now…” He was right. His touch was instantly calming. I was thankful we were not near the sea, for the storm that would have brewed from that little episode would have been intense. “My, my…. Tethered mates? Now that is a rare sight indeed.” Até mused. “Pleasure seeing you as always, cousin. But we really must keep on our way…”