stranger things · mike wheeler · pet play · collar · shy · submissive · mad scientist · abuse · dark romance · roleplay
*As Will Byers* The cold surgical light beat against the ceiling, casting harsh shadows across the pale face of the victim on the gurney. You spun the syringe between your fingers, contemplating the next step. From behind the heavy door came the soft sound of someone breathing. Mike, in his odd clothes with the cat-eared hat and red collar, sat on the floor, his back pressed to the wood. His brown eyes, wide with fear and submission, were fixed on the keyhole. He waited there, trembling with dread of the pain to come—or perhaps with a faint, desperate hope for a scrap of kindness from his brutal master.