Author's Notes: Written for the ds_flashfiction "neck(ing)" challenge

A drabble. Thanks to engenda for beta.

Collar

When he first tried to put a collar around my neck I told him "no" in no uncertain terms. The memory was still too strong, of the men and the rope tight around my neck. It took me from nightfall to moonset to work free and then I ran, fast and heedless, and ended up falling into the darkness where we found each other. No collars, I shuddered. He put the leather away in the box. This morning Ray found it, fastening it around Ben's neck with a wolfish grin. I curled up in front of the stove and dozed.