While there might be a way of removing the collar without the key or disturbing the neelds, Tseng would ensure that X'rhun would never be able to get his hands on anything that would assist him in such a situation. As soon as they were in Garlemald, the leather and metal collar would be replaced with one that was pure metal and impossible to cut. Only the best for his pet after all.
Tseng gave X'rhun enough attention to ensure the miqo'te wasn't trying to hurt himself with the collar and was still able to walk in the heels at the pace Tseng had set. One of the guards had already taken X'rhun's weapon as well as the remains of his clothing and stashed them near one of the bombs. The idea is that if anyone found them, they would believe X'rhun had been caught in the explosion and died, thus ensuring none thought to search for him, leaving him completely at Tseng's mercy.
The second they stepped out of the room, there were eyes turning towards X'rhun, desperately trying to see behind that fluffy tail or under the sheer fabric, wanting to know exactly what their emperor had decorated his new pet with. Many of those looks were hungry, as if they wanted to see what sort of noises they could get from the miqo'te or what he might look like on his knees with his tail in the air. Tseng was highly aware of all those looks and was encouraging them, pausing now and then to let X'rhun catch his breath or his balance even as he ran a hand over that nice ass or down his front to lightly caress his decorated cock.
"You're beautiful, and everyone here wants you, pretty pet," Tseng murmured as they stopped near a courtyard where troops were moving, loading things onto an airship. Eyes were turning their direction again even as people continued doing their jobs. "Can you feel their eyes on you even as you make them hard in their pants? They're all so very jealous that you belong to me right now and would love to see what sort of noises they could get you to make."
He reached down and curled his fingers around X'rhun's cock, lightly stroking it as he did his best to coax that fluffy tail away to expose his pet to everyone.
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Tseng gave X'rhun enough attention to ensure the miqo'te wasn't trying to hurt himself with the collar and was still able to walk in the heels at the pace Tseng had set. One of the guards had already taken X'rhun's weapon as well as the remains of his clothing and stashed them near one of the bombs. The idea is that if anyone found them, they would believe X'rhun had been caught in the explosion and died, thus ensuring none thought to search for him, leaving him completely at Tseng's mercy.
The second they stepped out of the room, there were eyes turning towards X'rhun, desperately trying to see behind that fluffy tail or under the sheer fabric, wanting to know exactly what their emperor had decorated his new pet with. Many of those looks were hungry, as if they wanted to see what sort of noises they could get from the miqo'te or what he might look like on his knees with his tail in the air. Tseng was highly aware of all those looks and was encouraging them, pausing now and then to let X'rhun catch his breath or his balance even as he ran a hand over that nice ass or down his front to lightly caress his decorated cock.
"You're beautiful, and everyone here wants you, pretty pet," Tseng murmured as they stopped near a courtyard where troops were moving, loading things onto an airship. Eyes were turning their direction again even as people continued doing their jobs. "Can you feel their eyes on you even as you make them hard in their pants? They're all so very jealous that you belong to me right now and would love to see what sort of noises they could get you to make."
He reached down and curled his fingers around X'rhun's cock, lightly stroking it as he did his best to coax that fluffy tail away to expose his pet to everyone.