LokixFemaleReader
18+ Sexually Explicit, Angst, Smut,Fluff, Heartbreak, Action, Kidnapping etc.
You have been warned, this is roller coaster of a story so buckle up buttercup!
EXTREME WARNING! DO NOT CONTINUE IF GRATUITOUS SMUT AND BDSM ELEMENTS BO...
You move away from Loki making your way to the black leather chest. You bend over slightly to pull out your last remaining item, hearing Loki groan behind you, not realizing you put on a little show for him just now. You smile as you stand back up and make your way in front of him once more.
"My pet, there are but few other ways I know to mark you as mine, and this is one of them. I had gotten this a couple of months after you became my good boy. I just never quite got the opportunity to give it to you. Now is as good as any." bringing your face very close to his own, and staring into those curious green eyes.
You pull the black and green leather collar out from behind your back. It has a little tag with his name on it. The words "Belongs to Mistress" on the other side. Loki's eyes immediately move to it. You see his eyes widen and his cock throb against his stomach. Oh, my pet likes what he sees, you think giving him a sly little smirk.
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"Would my good boy like to wear the collar Mistress had made for him?" you see him visibly swallow at the sound of your voice.
"Yes, please, Mistress! I would very much like to wear it" Loki moans out, the idea of wearing one of these making him incredibly aroused. He loved to collar you, but had never considered how he, himself, would feel to wear one. Especially one from you.
You softly run your hand over Loki's cheek and jaw, rubbing your thumb across his lips. Loki darts out his tongue in desperation to have a small taste of you. You stop your movements immediately, and lightly slap him on the cheek.
"I gave you no permission to use your tongue did I pet?" You glare at Loki closely, letting him see the fire in your eyes.
"No, Mistress, I'm sorry. I just ache to taste you, touch you. It's like I am on fire from the inside out. Consumed by the flames you have ignited in me. No one has ever made me burn the way you do Mistress! It's torture for this sad frost giant." Loki pleads to your loving side.
"If you behave, my loyal slave, I shall clench your thirst for me soon enough." You appease him as you begin to wrap the collar around his neck.
Loki moans in delight as he feels the butter soft leather wrap around his neck. Tightening it to your desires, watching his face.
"Do you like it, darling? You look so pretty with it on. Do you like the name tag? I had it made just for you, sweet boy. Your name on one side and belongs to Mistress, on the other. A perfect fit for my perfect good boy" whispering into his ear, stroking your hands over his neck and the collar.
Loki shudders at your words, and moans deep within his chest at the pleasure soaring from your praise.
"I love it Mistress. Treasuring it always! I will wear it as long as my Mistress deems me worthy. Now everyone will know I belong to you" he looks deeply into your eyes begging you to see his sincerity.
