I Want It

Then, he hurried back to the room, where Ragar was waiting anxiously.

Rocco quickly running over while proudly held up the collar.

"Ragar, we got the collar! Want to try it on right now? Or do you need a little more time to prepare yourself?"

"My resolve was made long ago! I would be honored if you put it on me right away."

There was an eager glint in Ragar's otherwise calm eyes.

Was he really looking forward to this so much?

Recalling the theory that Ragar might be a big masochist, Rocco let out a small sigh and motioned for him to kneel down.

Ragar obediently crouched down and allowing Rocco to adjust the collar's length while studying his neck carefully.

It should be a little loose, right?

If it was too tight it would make Ragar uncomfortable.

After some quick adjustments, he gently slipped the collar around Ragar's neck and carefully deciding how snug it should be.