Asmodeus sat down next to Zoe with a decent sized box, “I’m glad you’re enjoying your red slices, hopefully you find a collar you like.” Asmodeus smiles down at Zoe as he lets her and opens the lid, showing a wide variety of collars, All different collars, with different designs and no spike on the inside. They didn’t just look pretty but after Asmodeus puts a collar in her hand, she can tell the inside is soft like velvet or silk.
It’s hard to explain but each were made with her comfort in mind and if she tries any on, they fit snug against her neck without choking her. There are also blank tags to go in the collars. “Go ahead, mix and match what you like.”