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Rockelle X Adonis: The Collar {HELLA ANGST}

Warning: This contains heavy subjects such as rape, physical and mental abuse. Reader discretion is advised.
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"Wake up."

Rockelle turned in her sleep hearing a voice, yet sprang awake feeling the collar shock her. She coughs harshly and sat up.

"You wake up when you are told." Adonis yanked at her ear harshly making her yelp and kick her legs, tearing up. "Now get up. I have a surprise for you." He said, walking out of the room, leaving her there.

Its been 2 years since shes been in captivity. She hasnt been the best. No records to calm her down, weed for her down days, and in general her depression has been getting to her. At this point, she just wishes he would suck the blood out of her and end it all.

She reluctantly gotten out of bed, walking to the lavish living room following behind him. Still sore from the night before, her knees buckled as she walked behind him. It was odd, seeing all the security guards all together in one spot. They were holding these chains of sorts.

"Stand over there." Adonis demanded, Rockelle sluggishly walking to the spot he pointed too. "Now, Im sick of you being so sluggish. You need a pep in your step love. I cant have my slave crying or being depressed, she has no reason to be. Get her up." He motioned to his goons, each one of them grabbing a limb of hers, using the chains to hold her in place.

Rockelle just stared blankly at him, not saying a word. She was sick of this, too depressed to do anything. Adonis looks at her and sighs. "Why arent you doing anything princess?" He asks, grabbing her jawline gently. She just looked at him, all color drained from her eyes. "Depression." She said simply.

"Aww, did I finally break you?" He asks, smirking. "No, you didnt. The lack of medication, weed, proper help, and affection is what broke me. I would rather be in bed left alone, yet here I am being strapped like a scarecrow. What is it that you want to do to me now? Brand me again?" She asks, in a tone of voice that could only be described as dead.

Adonis walks behind his goons and picks up a collar. This time, the collar was pink and fairly innocent looking. "This is a hypnotizing collar. It keeps that pretty little mouth you have quiet and best of all, takes that dead look you have away." He said, taking off the shock collar she had on. Rockelle didnt flinch as he took it off, sighing deeply as the tight collar was off her neck. "Now love, Im going to allow you to say your last words as well yourself. Go on, when you are ready, say put it on." He instructed.

Rockelle looks at him, with tears filling in her eyes. "I wish I wasnt here. I wish I was dead. I wish I could ring your neck from here. I miss my family, Kimchi, hell even my parents records. I miss my house, my sister, my father, everyone I care about is worried about me." She said while sobbing.

"Nice to know that not even you, a man who is psychologically damaged refuses to help a broken person. You dont care enough to know anything about me. You dont know my name, my origins, or even what illnesses I had. All you care about is what you can get out of me. You are worst than me by all means. Using materialistic things to hide your emotions and a house that cant even fit the pain you have, so you push it onto others. You are the weakest person I have ever met. Be happy that you gotten what you wanted out of me, using me up until I broke, so now you buy a collar to fix me. Money truly is the devils gift to earth. When you put this collar on me, remember...I will still be the same broken girl underneath the happy exterior." She said, now with tears running down her face.

"Now put the fucking collar on me. I hope the new me makes you happy you useless waste of oxygen." She said, sniffling as a guard put the collar on her neck.

Adonis couldnt respond to anything she said. He didnt realize she would react the way she did. After being given the silent treatment for months, she floods her emotions on him. He let his emotions get to him, briefly turning his head away from her to hide his sadness. Normally, he showed no emotion to her 'preachings' yet this time it got to him.

The dead emotions on Rockelles face turned to something of a daze. "Hello master. Please explain what you want me to be."  She exclaimed in a monotone voice. "Obedient and willing to give." He demanded and turned away from her, starting to walk to the door. "Im going to be in my study for a bit. Lock her in the room." He demanded the guards and they carried her away to her room.

Adonis wanted to be left alone for a bit. He wanted to think about his decision of how he made to change his little slave. He needed some time to think about what he would do to his now robot of a slave. Did he regret what he did? Perhaps if he still had emotions. He wanted to ring her neck for the words she said, to teach her a lesson, yet knowing it would do nothing now that Rockelle is no longer herself, it bothered him.

If shes always obedient, would he need to punish her anymore? He actually enjoyed her screams when he would spank her, fuck her until she was sobbing for him to stop, or even beat her to a pulp. Wheres the fun in an always obedient slave?! He had alot of thinking to do.

Meanwhile, Rockelle was sitting in her room. She felt strange. It was almost as if, something was telling her to snap out of it. Those thoughts were slowly drowned out with the collar, over taking her brain and body, making her equivalent to an impressionable puppy. Molding them based on how you treat or teach them. She is no longer herself, only Adonis's toy and nothing else.