The most obedient ones are always the most rewarding to train. There’s a particular pleasure in watching someone realize their own nature—that deep, undeniable craving to surrender. To be owned. To have every inch of their body and mind claimed, and to thank you for it with trembling moans and desperate worship. Tonight, I’m in the mood to collar something. To feel a warm throat tighten around my fingers and hear the choked, willing gasp that follows. Remember, pets: true freedom is found in absolute submission.