Bad Boy Sub Collar with Leash

Under the expansive sky of the vineyard, vines stretched endlessly in neat, lush rows, casting playful shadows that danced with the whispers of the wind. He wandered through them, the soil crunching faintly underfoot, heart pounding with a blend of anticipation and vulnerability. Today was different. Today, everyone could see his submission, laid bare not just beneath clothes, but around his neck.

The collar was snug, a testament to his Mistress’s unyielding control, each shift of his head a silent reminder of the power exchange that defined their bond. He’d worn the cage before—a secret, hidden pleasure—but this collar? It was a bold declaration, one that left him exposed and tingling with thrill.

A sudden tug on the leash, gentle yet firm, drew him from his thoughts. She stood a few paces ahead, her presence commanding, a beacon of authority among the tranquil vines. Her eyes met his, filled with a playful cruelty that never failed to send shivers down his spine.

“Keep up, pet,” she commanded, her voice a seductive melody that promised both torment and ecstasy.

He complied, hurrying to her side, the leash a tangible connection between them, a symbol of trust and surrender. The vineyard was vast and open, yet he felt like the center of an intimate universe she crafted just for them, the collar a constant, intimate companion.

“Feeling exposed?” she teased, her fingers brushing the cool metal at his throat, igniting a spark of electricity that coursed through his veins.

“Yes, Mistress,” he admitted, every nerve alive under her gaze. The world around him faded, leaving only her and the exquisite tension between them.

“Good,” she purred, her hand trailing down his chest, igniting fires of desire with every touch. “Let’s see how much you enjoy being on display.”

She led him deeper into the vineyard, her pace deliberate, each step a tantalizing promise of what was to come. As they moved, the anticipation built, a crescendo of sensation and submission that made his skin sing with delight.

“Down,” she instructed, her voice a sultry command that made his heart race.

He knelt obediently in the earth, the collar and leash a testament to his devotion. The sun warmed his skin, but it was her presence that truly set him ablaze. Her fingers danced over him, a symphony of pleasure and restraint that left him breathless.

In the vineyard, under the watchful sky, he found freedom in submission, a sweet release in the knowledge that he was utterly, deliciously hers.

• Material: Silicone, Nylon, Steel
• Color: Black
• Width: 0.8"
• Length: 16.9"