Zootopia Taming Collar 소설 & 이야기

She’s not a natural hunter yet. We learned that during her first pack hunt. Most Crimson wolves move through the forest like shadows…they have been trained to be quiet, deliberate and nearly invisible. Tanya tried, she really did, but she still stepped on too many dry branches and was still startled at the sounds of movement in the undergrowth and bushes. By the time she caught up to the rest of us, the deer was already down. She looked embarrassed. “I slowed you down.” “You stayed with the group,” I said, handing her a bottle of water. “That’s more important.”

I said, and her eyes grew wide. “You’re uncle Tango daddy and uncle Gavin told me all about you. They told me you went away to be a great warrior. That someday you would come back and try all my cupcakes that me and mommy made I have been keeping count you have forty-two cupcakes.” She said, I smiled nodding at her. “You got it cupcake, but I need you to be brave. I will make sure you get out of here, ok?” I asked. “I wouldn’t make promises you may not be able to keep. You were really adamant about not marking my daughter, and it just so happens that if you refuse to mark and mate with my daughter your little cupcake here won’t live to see her mommy or daddy anymore.” Harris said, and I pull

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.

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

James shakes his head, hoping it isn’t true. “Yeah. I mean, I don’t know how precise they are, but Cirillo has a mountain of money. I can’t imagine he would put a discount store tracker on his prized possessions.” “They’re not discount store trackers. They are accurate down to three meters and powerful enough to stop large dogs in their tracks.” James bends down to dig through his backpack. “H-how do you know that?” I observe James’s actions. “My team designed them.” He says without looking up. “He said he had Dobermans guarding his shipyards and needed the collars.”

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

“Why do we need a rope?” “So you don’t fall off. The saddle will make you more comfortable.” I attached the ropes to the collar. Helmet was missing. “This will help keep you grounded because we might be flying. I promise it’s safe.” She touched the oversized collar. It was designed for Otis’ neck. “Are you sure?” “Yeah, I’ll be fine. We both will.” “Okay.”

"Then Hazel will decide what to call her" "I love you mum" "I love you more son" she engulfs me in a warm hug and damn! I feel so safe in her arms. Mum is magic! "Oh please!, You both are just being melodramatic right now" That's Craig. "How about the toilet?" She asks and Craig shuts up. That's mum's best punishment. I've been locked in up in toilets at home countless times. Trust me when I say it's a very unpleasant punishment. "You need to clean up yourself and change your clothes, you're all bloody"

It was dominance reinforcement—a ritual designed to break insubordination by stripping the offender of autonomy in front of their peers. Zade’s fists clenched. Two guards approached Xander, restraining his arms. A suppression collar was produced—heavy, metallic, etched with control runes that hummed faintly as it activated. Zade’s breath caught. That collar wasn’t meant for punishment. It was meant for submission. “Wait,” Zade said before he could stop himself. The word ripped from his throat, loud in the sudden silence. Every head turned. Hale’s gaze snapped to him. “Cadet Varyn,” he said mildly. “You will remain silent.”

I whimper and fold my whole body around the quiet baby in my arms. The vampire somersaults into the back of the truck and leans over me. “Why is the baby so quiet?” “I don’t know.” “She doesn’t know anything,” Tully says. “The collar…it’s doing something to her.” Another round of gunfire starts up, and the man throws himself across my body while also dragging Tully toward him. When it stops, he examines the collar, running his long fingers under the tight leather, almost choking me. “Silver,” he says. “And magically enforced. I don’t know if I can break this thing off.”