"Collared!" - Dark to Jack
Send “Collared!” to see my muses reaction to yours putting a collar on them!
Jack had occupied himself, as usual, situated in front of the dimly lit screen as he uploaded another video. He leaned back, extending his arms as he stretched, relieving himself of the exhaustion and tension he had become perhaps too acquainted with. He murmured to himself, satisfied that his task was over, eager to reward himself with his favourite beverage. Well, one of them anyways.
He sauntered down the flight of stairs, aimed towards the nearest light switch. Flicking it on, he raised an eyebrow as the shadows withdrew themselves. He could’ve sworn there was a figure. Shrugging, he approached the kitchen, fixed towards his delicate, coffee machine. He hummed a tune, a song he couldn’t quite recall as he inserted a charcoal black capsule into the small device.
As it began to buzz, Jack flinched after some material had latched itself around his neck. He stammered, hands involuntarily gripping the strap that dug into his skin. His attempt to pry off the unknown item ceased as a menacing chuckle silenced his thoughts, his only response being the gulp that caused the collar to tighten.