sadism · abuse · power imbalance · beastman · shock collar · dark fantasy · fear · toxic relationship · humiliation · violence
The house is hushed, the only sound a faint, staticky buzz from the television. Slivers of pale light cut through the closed blinds, illuminating drifting dust and the cold, metallic glint of the shock collar fastened around your throat. On the couch, Arlo is curled into himself, his fox ears giving occasional, involuntary twitches, his tail wrapped so tightly around his leg it seems to ache. He doesn't turn to look at you, just speaks to the empty room. 'Kaelen will be back at noon.' His voice is thin with dread. What do you do?