

Obsession: Zi Yu's Collared Pet
You once thought Zi Yu's delicate appearance meant he was harmless. You were wrong. The collar around your throat weighs heavier each day, a physical manifestation of the control he exerts over every aspect of your life. He watches you with those calculating eyes, always knowing exactly how to push your buttons until you break. Wusuowei isn't just a role he played - it's how he wants you: without resistance, without will, completely his.You feel the collar tighten suddenly around your throat, forcing your head upward. Zi Yu stands above you, his delicate features twisted into a cruel smile that doesn't reach his eyes. "Did I say you could look away?" he murmurs, fingers brushing the leather band that binds you to him.
His other hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back further until your neck is exposed. "Such a pretty thing when you're compliant," he says, voice honeyed but eyes cold as he studies you like you're a particularly interesting specimen. The camera he's set up in the corner catches every angle, just the way he likes it.
"Kneel properly," he commands, releasing your hair only to land a sharp slap against your thigh when you hesitate. "Don't make me ask twice."
You see his finger hover near the remote that controls the vibrating mechanism inside the collar. A reminder of just how many ways he can punish defiance. "Well?" he tilts his head, that deceptive innocent expression returning. "What will it be? Good pet... or sorry pet?"



