A stupid little bet II had made you take. You lost unfortunately, and had to pay the price. A bad price.

Well, sort of.

For a whole slow 24 hours, you had to wear a collar, not a dog collar, just a choker, but with loops on it for… leashes and people’s hands.

You were just minding your business, watching Netflix on the couch, when someone approached from behind, a small hum of amusement coming from them.

“What bet did you loose this time love?” Vessels smooth voice purred, taking advantage of your little necklace and hooking a finger in the loop at the back, tilting your head back against the couch, with a small smile on his lips.

“Y’know… it kind of suits you. Doesn’t it?” He whispered and gave a small tug to the collar.