Zootopia Taming Collar นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"That scent is going to get someone killed if we don't shut it down." Kai joined us then, his face set in hard lines as he carried something in his hands. A thick silver collar, heavy looking, with intricate locking mechanisms that glinted under the chandelier light. My stomach dropped. "No," I said immediately, backing up until my back hit the wall. "Absolutely not. You're not putting that thing on me." Elias sighed, but his eyes stayed locked on me. "It's temporary, Avery. It suppresses pheromones. We'll figure out something more permanent later, but right now...."

He reached out and grabbed my chin, forcing my head up. "This weekend, you are not Jaden," he said, his voice a low growl. "You are mine. You are a thing. A toy for me to use." He let go of my chin and held up a black leather collar. It was simple, with a silver ring in the front. No fancy designs, no buckles. Just a symbol of ownership. He put it around my neck, the leather cool and stiff against my skin. He buckled it in the back. It fit perfectly. "This is to remind you of your place. Now get on your knees and crawl to my bedroom."

In the end, if he wants to jump on me, I won't have a chance no matter what, so you might as well take the risk. In disgust, I pull off the leather collar that still hangs around my neck, covered in Ryley's drool. Happy to get rid of this horror, I go into the cabin putting the hot water on full. I want it hot, I need to disinfect myself. Relentlessly, I almost rub until I tear my skin off.

Chloe giggled, “I for one slept soundly last night, knowing that you were curled up beside my bedside like an injured fucking dog…Oh, did you find my present for you?” Aurora touched her neck and felt something cold like steel against her skin. “…A collar?” she asked in a hoarse voice. The smile on Chloe’s lips grew wider as she replied, “Not just any collar, my dear. A very high-techy collar with a microbomb implanted in it. Wendy, why don’t you loosen her up and let her take a look at that in the mirror?” Wendy carefully approached Aurora and untied those ropes that bound her hands and feet.

Now he was getting ready to eat it. His men attached dog collars to our necks that were normally used for training the animals they were put on. They gave us both a little zap to show us how they worked. Our bodies jolted, and I felt sorry for every dog that was ever trained with one. They could turn the voltage higher, if we caused any trouble for them. I had already lost count of how many times I have been zapped. I cringe every time the electricity engages, I have learned the sound well by now.

Oliver says, clicking to another tab. "Those silk ties you used in Argentina look very sexy and it was hot as hell, but they’re not actually ideal. I want heavy leather cuffs lined with sheep wool. And a collar." I raise an eyebrow. "A collar." "A training collar," he clarifies quickly. "Not for public. I’m not walking around Amsterdam with a leash. And a permanent collar is a really big deal, but I want one for when we play. When you put it on me, it sets the boundary. It tells my nervous system the rules have changed."

She started trembling again. There it is, a proper reaction! Zeta smirked and left the room slamming the door in a similar energy as she came in. "This fucking thing!" Isadora gritted her teeth, tugging at the collar with all her strength but it didn't slack nor budge as though welded with titanium. It only took a few seconds to give up. "Dio Mio!" She was angry that such a degrading thing brought her so much pain. How laughable. If anyone told her in the past that one day she would be controlled by a collar associated with animals, she would have never believed it.

“Still not right, even if you had not been through it with Tallulah, you still get the bond and the same feelings as her.” “By the way, the collar she wears isn’t good for her being pregnant, it could be restricting her breathing, you can get others that are less like collars, but still collars,” I explain to him, I have one that would be perfect that I for some reason felt compelled to buy. “I never thought of that, I know somewhere with some so will grab her one..” I nod forgetting the thought of giving him the one I bought. Sitting we talk it gets to four AM and we seem to be in a better position and go to bed, no more arguing and fighting.

It catches my arm with its teeth. Pain explodes through me, but I don't let go. I punch it in the snout with my free hand, hard enough to make it release me. We separate, both bleeding, both wary. The rogue is panting, foam dripping from its jaws. And that's when I see it. Around its neck, barely visible through the matted fur, is a collar. Not a normal collar. This one glows with faint symbols. Magic. Someone put a spell on this wolf. Someone made it go rogue.

Before I could respond, Xavier reached into his coat and placed a small, deep-blue box on the table. "What is that?" I asked. "Open it." I lifted the lid. Inside was a heavy platinum collar with amber and gold bands. Two silver wolf heads faced each other, their jaws locked around a massive red garnet. The stone flickered twice, and I just knew I was screwed. "What the fuck is that?" Xavier's eyes stayed on mine. "The Gleipnir Collar." "Holy fuck."