You had a problem with things around your neck. You couldn't wear chokers, no tight neck shirts, no collars. It terrified you; the feel of being unable to breathe.

You absolutely despised collars and Soap knew that. But then you saw him approaching you with a collar in his hands. What the hell?

"I'm sorry, I've gotten orders that you need to wear this for a while." Soap says gently, holding it out to you.