A gift

A Gift

After the debriefing from her rescue of the High Rise, Valerie had been ordered to wait in another room.

So she did, unsure what to expect now.

After a while, Hawk entered, and her eyes went wide. They became even bigger when he placed a jewelry box on the table before sitting down.

"I have no doubt they will clear you for active duty sooner or later, Valerie." He began without further intro. "But I'm not sure I will."

"B... but w...we always worked well together..." She stammered.

"Yeah, we can do that sort of working together in safer circumstances." He shook his head. "But no, I'm talking regular work. I know you want to be an agent, and if you don't want it now, it's because of these bastards fucking up your brain. And I'm not about to let them win."

Relief flooded through her as he went on.

"Still, you were always a liability and, frankly, I don't want to add the extra layer of 'is this stupid bitch in heat and pointlessly risk our lives again?' to our missions."

How dare he?! A part of Valerie wanted to shout protests and slap him, another, bigger, part of her agreed. Yes, she was a stupid bitch. And she could get way to horny... her leaking pussy definitely belonged to that second part.

"So" he opened the box, showing a simple metal collar. "You will wear this on missions. Don't worry, it's as stealth as money can buy. Most importantly, it comes with a GPS beacon I can ping, and a send-only radio. Neither of those will go off without your input, so they, too, won't blow your cover. There's an emergency button that can activate them, as well as a miniature camera and a microphone."

Valerie's imagination went wild, pictures of her using this in the shower or a lingerie changing room springing up in front of her inner eye.

Hawk, however, just went on. "So, if, you press that, I can home in on you while seeing and listening what you see. Here" he pointed to a part of it not standing out at all to her "is a port for this."

He placed a long leash on the table. "That includes an optical cable, so I can attach this" he held up a phone-sized device with a screen, earbuds and some buttons, then attached it to the leash "and use the collar cam to see what you do if you block an air duct in front of me again. If you activate the emergency button because you have an actual emergency, I drop in and save your tasty ass. Again."

It had been a long time since Valerie had been this horny.

"if, however, I discover your emergency is 'I need Hawk's cock NOW', I will show up an undetermined while later and spank your ass raw for being the wrong sort of bad girl. And not in a fun way. Or maybe..." He smiled. "I'll use the last remaining function."

"Wh...wha...?"

"When you're blocking an air duct begging to be taken to poundtown again, spanking you is one option. It's risky, though, and sometimes very inconvenient. I had to climb up that entire shaft first, for example. So this baby" his fingers ran over the collar "also includes a shock function. Nothing dangerous, but hopefully strong enough to fix your 'bitch in heat' moments. If you ever want to go on a mission with me again, take that collar. You're not **** to wear it, of course.... but if things go south and you don't wear it, I have no way of knowing."

"Where..." She licked her lips, moving her mane aside and offering him her neck. "Did you get this...?"

"I had to bother some contacts." He shrugged, attaching it before kissing her. "But what good is money if you can't spend it to help keep your pet safe?"