Zootopia Taming Collar Novels & Stories

The skirt rides up her thigh as she skips into the room. I circle her slowly, using a finger to move her hair from her face to behind her ear, kissing her forehead, then drifting a finger down her spine. Her eyes look up at me expectantly, filled with love. I give her a kiss, then go over to my chest of toys. In the top compartment, I pull out a leash and collar, pink with silver buckles and ring. "Lift your chin so i can collar you." my voice commands, harsh and demanding. She puts her hands behind her head. Gently, I slip the pink fur collar around her neck, then fasten it with a lock. I attach the leash to the ring under her chin.

Her eyes sparkled as she spotted me lavishing attention on Titan. "Hey, I hope you don't mind that I got him a new collar chain," she said, a hint of hesitation in her voice. I smiled, following her gaze to the bright green collar adorned with glittering diamonds. "No, it's fine," I assured her, chuckling. "He looks stylish." Titan, sensing our attention, wagged his tail, the diamond-studded collar glinting in the light. Ember grinned. "I thought it suited his personality – flashy and playful."

He mouthed as he lowered his top half over me with his hands circling to the back as the gag gently clutch between my lips and inside my mouth. He pulled himself back once he was done, picking the next object; which was the choker. It’s kind of stylish, round and cutely designed. The collar was black and leather with the same-colored trim and a black strap. A silver chain leash was also attached to it with a small gold padlock that made it a locking collar. A mechanism I’d say often associated to the play of a total submission. Carefully he worked it around my neck and fastened the strap to a tight grip or fitting. Then he pulled on the leash with a smirk on his face as my head bopped forwar

“We can return, your body was in transition and required the connection to the Sea to complete the change, now that you have embraced her you will be able to occupy the surface once more.” I held him close and showed him how to channel his power so that the sea would deliver us safely to the ship’s deck. The crew was staring at us with a mixture of shock and awe. Cyrell simply smiled warmly at us from his position at the helm. He could recognise that our tether was complete. One by one the crew members started to approach us. They each bowed their heads in respect and congratulated Finn.

“Wise decision Alpha! Guys, have fun killing him!” What? Darren sits on the ground, while the other wolves surround him and start biting him for different parts of his body. “What do you think! what are doing woman! You can’t transform yourself if you have that collar! It was made from silver that comes from a natural cave near the forest of death. No one can remove it without the keys!” They said, then start with laughter. If I find the fool who invented this collar, I swear I’ll beat him to a pulp! I had never heard of this weapon—it is dangerous for other clans! I try to move, but the collar absorbs my strength, preventing me from helping Darren.

I gulped, receiving terrible omen of what he would do to me, but followed the instruction nonetheless. When I was right in front of him, Zayne opened the box. Only to reveal a black leather collar with a golden buckle. As beautiful as it was, all it did was scare me. He couldn’t be serious, right? My eyes went wide, that collar was a leash he bought to tame me. It was going to be a nightmare. “If you want to be my wife,” Zayne whispered, his voice piercing, motioning me with his index finger to lean forward. “You will accept the mark of your owner.”

Seeing a hurt, unmated female might throw them all over the edge, each of them fighting to try and protect her first. Xavier twitched, realizing the dangers just as I did. It made me feel slightly more justified using the collar on her. If she wore it, it would ensure no one else fucked with her. It would serve as protection just as much as it imprisoned her within my territory. If she tried to leave, supposedly she’d feel sick and be unable to.

"Destroy the collars!" Zane and Tristan were already executing the command with terrifying efficiency. Moving like twin gusts of dark wind, Zane’s curved daggers flicked through the air, severing the wired control harnesses before the beasts could plant their weight. Tristan covered his brother’s back, his suppressed sidearm coughing rhythmically, dropping any creature that tried to flank the ledge. I stepped into the center of the fray, my combat boots anchored into the frost. The silver mark on my collarbone pulsed violently, sending a continuous surge of heat through my veins.

The notion of being collared struck a chord in me, igniting a refusal that resonated through my being few other things in this created. Dane attempted to secure the collar around my neck each morning and after naps. Anytime he let me take it off, he had to know how hard it would be to get it back on. Our struggles peaked when, in a moment of extreme frustration, he clasped it so swiftly I had no chance to resist. The act led to a punishment after I tore it off in defiance.

If the Collar blinked twice then it meant that it was a lie! “You annoying rabbit!” I snarled, almost rushing to strangle her by the neck. I managed to control my temper as I massaged my temples. “But I was telling the truth,” Ziva replied, with a soft, intimidating voice. A voice that she planned to use to make me believe her, right? Then, I waited for the Collar’s indication eagerly. The Collar blinked twice again! “You lied again,” I yelled as my anger snapped. I threw her off the chair, knowing how crucial the Crystal Moon Guardian was to this pack and how dangerous this world would be if Darwin found the other fragment of the Crystal Moon.