Summary: Nekos are bred to be living, breathing, domestic sex toys for the humans, and Ciel has no choice but to face his fate. However, he will fight for Neko rights, and this includes clawing and lashing at any lusty man who tries to buy him from the pet shop. When Sebastian, model and singer, arrives at the pet shop, the "defective" Neko, Ciel, piques his interest. How will Ciel react to his new master?
The world is a cruel place. Stupid humans think they are so smart. Idiots. They believe that they have a right to everything, just because they are human. They take excessively and don't care about others, just as long as they prosper. Greedy, selfish beings. If I was a human…
If I was a human, I wouldn't have met him. He would never have met me, been so kind to me, taken care of me, and taught me something special. And, that something, I will never forget. And as I sit by a grave with his arms around me in the heart of the city, I could never have imagined such a perfect world with such a perfect person.
But, you don't know what I'm talking about, do you?
Humans are idiots—except for him.
I don't remember the time or date. My reading skills were as non-existent as my writing. All I know is, when he entered, he had a strange aura about him. I backed up into my cage, hissing. It was a ritual I did whenever a customer came to the Neko shop. 'I must not get bought. I must not get bought.'
The man was in his early twenties or very late teens, maybe 19 to 24. His clothes were less than decent, as he only donned a white shirt with a purple symbol, a leather jacket, jeans, and boots. His friend next to him had nearly the same outfit, but with an orange symbol with a different sort of star. They looked like the epitome of disgrace, complete rock stars. I knew little about them. It's funny how little you learn when you've lived in captivity your entire life.
That's right. I don't get bought often because each and every one of my previous masters said, and I quote, "I don't want a Submitter who will claw at me whenever I get him in bed." A Submitter, a breed of Neko, is a cat-human hybrid that is immune to pain, like me. Because of this, our masters can easily have sex with us as often as they like without having to worry about preparing. That is what a Neko is—a living, breathing sex toy.
Do you think I want a man's dick shoved up my ass all day? Do you think I could stand the pleasure? I want the one who will take me for my first time to have a real relationship with me. I don't want to be a Neko. But, I can't change who I've grown up to be.
I wasn't always lashing out at people. I used to be kept in the Submitter rooms, which is an entire room for us to live until we get sold, since we are the size of humans and we need space to walk around and stretch. At night, we all picked the locks and we made our ways to other rooms and mingled with other Nekos of other breeds. I liked to keep to myself, but Alois, the whore of us all that gives us a slutty name, had an interest in me and kept searching for me.
"It's shocking that you never lost your virginity yet," he would say, licking his lips hungrily and looked at me up and down. In the halls, I could hear two Nekos having sex in the corridors. "If you want it to be safe, I promise I'll go gentle on you."
"Sorry, but I'm not interested," I would reply. "I enjoy having my virginity. It makes me unique." Alois would then groan.
"But you're a Submitter and I'm a Rider! We make the perfect couple!" Unlike Submitters, Riders would be the one to beat the master down and, well, ride him all night long. They were energetic and had lots of stamina. Also unlike my kind, they would be the ones to purposely arouse and seduce their masters, while I would seduce accidentally, not exactly wanting the attention.
"As much as I'm flattered," I said sarcastically. "No. Now get away from me, pervert."
"Aww, you're no fun… Hey! Elizabeth!" He would wave to his female sex buddy and he would do it with her without much of a thought. No, he would never be the one I would lose myself to.
But, those days changed when the owners of the shop saw me lashing out at the blonde male Neko. He decided he would force me to submit to him by deciding to molest me in my cat nap. Unlike me, he can feel pain, so I made due to scratch him. That caused us to throw punches and bite each other, getting tangled in a noisy mess (we were having a cat fight! Perverts… Idiot people…) before the owners had me removed. Days later, they un-caged me and put me back in the room. That nest morning, they found Alois passed out on the floor in a small pile of blood in the room I sleep in. It was then that they removed me permanently from the rooms, locking me up in a small cage. They hoped it would make me tamer, but it only added to my anger.
How dare they confine me, make me cramp up in the cage small enough to hold a regular cat? They placed the cage in the control center so they could always look after me while watching for customers on the cameras. I could always see when the stupid humans came into the shop, asking to look through the breeds. Well, I suppose it was alright, since I didn't want to be bought, but I would have preferred to walk the streets instead of being cooped up in the hell hole.
What must it take you to understand? I have dreams and feelings too, you know? And, yet, you treat me like some sort of pet, some sort of inferior being when I have a free will and can claw your eyes out in two seconds flat. Pity. I pity you for your insolence.
I'm sorry I digressed.
As I was saying, he came into my life that day. As I was watching the security footage in my cage, I started to hiss and flatten my ears, baring my fangs which have been filed down to a very dull point after so many masters have been bitten. The man who worked the security, a man with brown curls and stubble, turned to look at me and kicked my cage which lay in the corner. I hissed louder at him, but then kept my mouth shut. He wasn't worth my time.
"Is there anything I can help you with?" the lady at the register asked. She had pure white hair and pale skin that made her look like some sort of heavenly being. Her voice was soft like cloud pillows, billowing in a lazy breeze. The two rebels looked at her, then looked around. While their backs were turned, the cashier's smile grew and her eyes went to match, blowing up in enthusiasm and energy. She looked like she was about to scream in excitement, looking at the two. When they turned back from inspecting the shop, she made haste to return to her normal, stoic but kind face.
"Come on, Michaelis," the one with the orange array t-shirt cooed. "Tell the nice lady…" he looked at her nametag sitting on her left breast. "… Ms. Angela, what you want." He was full of mockery, pushing the other to obviously do something he didn't want to do. Pushing up his rimless glasses, he continued to look around as if nothing happened. Meanwhile, the one wearing the purple array shirt sighed and looked at the woman.
He walked over to the counter slowly, pushing back his soft black hair. "I'm looking for a Submitter," he mumbled stubbornly. "I'm sure cost won't be a problem." In the background, his friend I assumed was chuckling to himself, having a hard time containing himself.
"At the rate you fuck your fan girls, you don't really need a Neko," he mused. The customer sighed again.
"It was your idea, Claude," the gloomy male pouted. "And since I despise dogs and my hotel doesn't allow for cats… sadly… I have to get the closest thing there is, right?" Angela nodded and led them to the Submitter rooms.
Turning to another screen on the security footage, I watched them walk down the halls and go through some doors. All of the Nekos in the room instantly perked, some of them smiling through whorish poses and others approaching him, making a thorough inspection of the customer. Alois—god knows what he was doing there—walked up to Claude and made like he was picking up his scent before claiming him as his by nudging his face on the elder's chest. The adult instantly wrapped his arms around the blonde and chuckled. "He likes me!" he remarked audibly.
The other scoffed. "Too bad he's the only one," he said while patting a couple other Nekos on their heads, running his hands over their soft cat ears. He then looked over them all, then frowned. None of them caught his eye. "Are there any more?" he asked.
"There are a few more rooms, if you like," Angela purred. "You may look through them if you wish." She followed the two with Alois trailing closely behind Claude with hearts following him. He obviously found his next mate. The worker opened another door down the hall. "Here you are, sir."
The man did another sweep, ignoring the Nekos that approached him this time. Sure, they were all slutty and beautiful. I wonder what exactly he was searching for… "Do you have any more Submitters?"
"I'm sorry. Our last litter is still too young," the woman apologized. "There are no more Submitter rooms. Would you like a Rider instead? Or maybe a Doggie?" The man pursed his lips.
Inside my room, an adult Neko, Hannah, walked in. Because adults don't get sold and are kept for the breeding program, she works around the shop and takes care of the young while she is pregnant with her next litter. "I'm here to feed Ciel," she said to the man working security, who nodded. She was carrying a tray that had buttered toast sprinkled with cat nip and a teacup of Earl Grey. She placed the tray on the floor before my cage and went to open the cage door. I flattened myself against the back and hissed softly at her. I hated interaction…
Placing the tray carefully inside the cage and closing the door, she sighed and looked me in the eye, her sad orbs locking with my menacing ones. I gripped the sides of the cage. Here comes the lecture.
"My dear kitten, my child," he purred. "Why do you do this to yourself? You hurt everyone around you. Can you just play your part in society? You're a proud Submitter, and I'm glad. But, if you never get bought, you will just grow up and become lost in the breeding program… like me. If you get bought, you can get out of here and do things your way."
I sighed. "Hannah," I groaned. "If I get bought, a horny man will surely molest me like Alois did. Probably rape me in my sleep, too. I don't want that to happen. I want to make sure that the outside will be safe for me to walk the streets without getting glances from others."
"But, Ciel," she pushed. "The world will never be safe. Never will you be able to—"
I glared at her. "Then I need someone to love me for me!" I screamed. "Is that too much to ask? If I had a human partner, then I would be able to make my life more valuable. But, I cannot put myself at that risk. And, until I find a lover, my love and virginity cannot be bought. It's that simple."
Hannah sighed, flipping her long, silver hair behind her, careful of her ears. "Your mother, my sister, would be proud if she was still living. It was a shame that you and your brothers and sisters were her last litter."
After she said that, she stood up and left without another word. I turned back to my work of looking at the security footage with the man. Hannah walked over to Angela and the contemplating man with his terrible friend and the Neko whore hugging him from behind. "Did you feed him?" Angela asked of the adult Neko.
Hannah nodded. "Yes. He's not opening up though," she answered. "He would have scratched me if I didn't lock the door fast enough. I just feel so bad that he has to be so isolated from his brothers and sisters." She took up a gloomy look and stared at the cream floor. The man perked.
"Who are you talking about?" he asked. "Another Neko apart from the others?" Angela physically jolted. Claude hummed at them curiously as he stroked Alois's streaks of pure blonde hair. At first, the woman did not answer as she glared at Hannah for bringing up the subject. But, she sighed and turned to the man who was waiting for an answer.
"… Yes," she said hesitantly, drawing out the word. "But, he is defective, you see. He doesn't take too kindly to others. We're thinking of keeping him until he is an adult to get him ready to breed." The man thought about it. He was quite interested to see this 'defective Neko.'
"May I see him?" he asked. Angela was about to say something in my defense, but the man cast a forlorn look of innocence and she was forced to comply.
"Hannah," Angela said without looking at said Neko. "Get Ciel and get my gloves as well. The heavy duty ones used for hawks in captivity." The white haired wonder bowed and left. 'No, no, no!' I thought, hissing loudly. The man watching the screens kicked my cage, but I couldn't stop yowling. There was no way I would be bought by some low life human!
Hannah came quickly to my room and picked up my cage by the handle. The cage tipped slightly since I was pushing all of my weight to the back. On the desk which sat the screens were brown hawk-handling gloves with many scratches on them. They were getting smarter for using those gloves to handle me.
Running back to the men, woman, and Neko, Hannah placed my cage on the ground before them and gave the gloves to Angela. The worker put the gloves on, trying to pull them farther up her arms until they could go no more. "Unlock the cage," she commanded. Hannah did as she was told, stepping out of the way for Angela to work her magic.
"Is all of this really necessary?" the customer asked. "I mean, he's a Submitter. Isn't he supposed to be friendly and passive?"
Angela scoffed and stuck her hands in. I batted them away, squishing myself more into the back, away from those gloves that were immune to me. "You obviously don't know Ciel. Ciel, be a good boy and present yourself to the kind man." I hissed loudly at her words, folding my ears back, making my presence known to them. The walls of the cage were wax and opaque, so they couldn't see me until I was in view from the wire gate.
When her hands latched onto my shoulders, I snarled, punched, and kicked, squirming out of her hold. But, she held on fast. Wrapping her arms around my torso, she pulled and I dug my nails into the wax walls like so many times before. I was determined not to catch the eye of the man.
"Hannah!" Angela called, pulling to the best of her ability. "Help me!" The Neko rushed over and wrapped her arms around the woman's waist and pulled in tune with her heaves. I instantly started to feel my nails starting to give out, and if I held on any longer, there would be no more nails to end with.
Huffing, I let go and snarled as they brought me into the light, spilling me onto the floor with the rest of them. While they were in a daze, I clambered back to my cage, whimpering, before the door was slammed shut in my face. Angela simply would not deal with any more of my shit.
Grabbing me by my curvy waist, Angela held me so I couldn't scratch her and Hannah led Claude and his friend to a safe distance away from me. "Ciel! Would you please make yourself more presentable?" she yelled as I yowled and squirmed, reaching to scratch the man's face off. Eventually, I calmed down and let my arms hang as I stared at the men, my azure eyes piercing them with fury. Angela huffed. "Well, this is Ciel. As you can see, he isn't the… nicest Neko here. Maybe you would reconsider some of the ones in the rooms?"
The man with the purple symbol on his shirt locked his wine eyes with mine and we stared at each other, a silent battle of wits going on between us. He then looked me over again and started to approach. I started to hiss again, my ears going back, my filed fangs showing. He held his hand out to me and I stretched my neck out and bit his hand with all of my might.
To my surprise, as I growled and bit harder on his flesh, he did not move. Angela gasped at my audacity and yanked me back, pulling slightly on my left ear. "Ciel! Don't bite the customer!" she ordered. I stomped on her toe out of anger and though she held her grip, I swear she shed a single tear.
The man laughed. "It's quite alright. To tame a pet, you need to show them that you do not fear them. That you are the master, in a sense. Ciel… that was his name, right? Ciel is lacking in discipline that you are not teaching him. And, I am quite the one to take up a challenge." He smirked at me and my eyes widened. No… he wouldn't… he couldn't be… "He's the one. I'll take him. Does he come with the cage?" I felt as if my life would end right there.
Of course, I have had masters in the past before. But, never had they had experience with raising pets. This man seemed to know what he was dealing with, and it almost scared me. The next time our eyes locked, I lowered my head and glowered at him like a bull ready to charge. I would not lose this battle of wits.
Angela and Hannah stared at him in shock before they caught their voices. "T-the cage comes separately," the cashier stammered. "But, the Neko is on sale. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to 'pay full price and get the cage for free.'" The man nodded and looked me over once more.
I forgot to mention one important little detail about our 'uniforms' at the pet shop. Since people bring in children all the time to look at some regular pets, Nekos cannot possibly walk around stark naked, so we do something close. Every Neko is forced to wear a fluffy black tube top and furry black matching booty shorts with a hole to allow our tail to go through. Also, for decoration, we are forced to wear black gloves that traveled up our arms and had holes for our claws, and mid-thigh black tights. I was not an exception, so he was likely looking at my naturally wide hips and my pretty invisible package.
Dragging me in a way in which I could not scratch her, Hannah put on the hawk gloves and pulled me over to the register along with my cage. "Also, I'll be taking this one home with me," Claude pointed out, pulling the smiley Alois in front of him. "I've grown quite fond of him." Angela nodded, her eyebrows going up in silent mockery but she said nothing. I knew what she was thinking. Probably something along the lines of, 'Alright, we'll see how long that lasts.'
"Pick out a collar," Hannah said sweetly to the men, who nodded at her and went to the collar racks as Angels punched in a code and '$5,700*' came up on the register screen. Ouch, I never knew Neko prices were so high. The men soon came back, both with black collars with bells to match our outfits and leashes. Claude had an orange one while the other picked out a blue one with rhinestones. Hannah placed a hand over my mouth as I started to hiss while he put on the collar and attached the leash to my neck.
Angela called them over. "I just need you to sign these adoption forms and you're all ready to go," she cheered happily. Of course she would want to get rid of me. I just took up space and money.
The men approached the register table and started to fill out the forms, one for Alois and one for me. Claude momentarily let go of the blonde, and the Rider strutted toward me, still in Hannah's hands. "So, Ciel. Good luck. After all, he might be 'the one' you're looking for," he giggled. I scrunched my eyebrows at him. No. My love could not be bought.
He swung his orange leash in his arms and whistled, waiting for his Claude to finish. Hannah made due with dragging me over to the cage and pushing me in by my rump. I squeaked, the touch foreign. But, it was the only thing she could do to get me in the cage.
"Thank you for your purchase and enjoy your day," Angela sang as she accepted the forms and money while showering them with brochures, books, certificates of approval and health reports. After that, the giddy adults waved goodbye at the two. My owner—no, my equal—grabbed my cage and I instinctively flattened myself to the back. Alois was free to wander, attached to his master by the arm even though Claude was gripping his leash tightly. We made our way down the creamy road, past small shops selling flowers and hand-me-downs until they stopped at an all black limousine that stuck out like a sore thumb in the poor, crowded town.
The man carrying my case set it down and opened it, catching me off guard. Since he wasn't a jostling walker, I had relaxed to the smoothness of his graceful steps and jolted when he pulled me out of the cage by my armpits. I instantly screamed and howled, drawing attention from other pedestrians and digging my nails into the man's shoulders. He hissed and winced in pain, but was able to pick me up by the waist and restrain my squirming lower body.
"Sebastian!" Claude yelled. "What do you think you're doing? You're going to get scars!" Alois giggled behind him, enjoying the show, knowing that it will not end well.
Sebastian huffed as I kicked and mewed. "I need to show him who is boss, don't I?" he asked before I bit his neck as hard as I could. The attack wasn't that powerful since my fangs used to do all of the work, but it was good enough to make him visibly flinch. Then he did something I didn't expect. He chuckled. "I wasn't expecting you to be so frisky already in public. Sadly, you're going to have to wait until we get home—there are young children about." I was stunned by his words and let go of his neck and looked at him in the eye with my own the size of plates. What did he just say to me?
I forgot that I had stopped scratching and, well, moving all together. I was just sitting in him arms with that same shocked expression. My tail hung dead and my ears worked as satellites, standing tall. The man chuckled again and ran the hand that didn't hold me up over my back and started to rub ministrations on my spine.
"That's a good boy," he whispered softly as my ears went back and my tail started to writhe as I purred from the pleasure the simple touches gave me. Submitters turned everything into pleasure and grew blushes almost instantly. I cursed my heritage. I was so vulnerable.
Alois stepped out from behind Claude and crossed his arms, audibly smirking. "Well, I don't believe it," he voiced. "None of Ciel's past masters have been able to cause him to purr as far as I'm aware. Maybe you WILL be 'the one' that takes Ciel for the first time!" He said this too loudly out in the open. The stupid brat… I'll kill him.
Sebastian looked back at me. "You're still a virgin?" he asked. I stopped purring and glared at him. "Wow, that's very hard to come by."
"Ciel says that he wants the one who will take his first time to be his lover forever!" Alois piped up. "That's why he wouldn't let me anywhere near him."
"I can speak for myself, thank you!" I growled in Sebastian's arms, glaring at the blonde who hid behind Claude again. I huffed and turned to Sebastian. "I am not a filthy whore that you can use and abuse for your own sake. Excuse me for having a free will and wanting to do something productive with my life." I dared the man to speak again, narrowing my blue eyes. Instead, he exhaled deeply and started to walk into the limousine.
"Come on, Claude. I need to drop off Ciel at the penthouse and get him ready before I have to leave to the fashion show," he said, opening the door and carrying me inside with him. I have to admit, I was starting to enjoy being carried by him, being held so close, but the fear of being dropped and the fear of getting too close to him were too much and the instant he sat down on the leather seat, I crawled out of his hold even though he placed a hand on my hip to force me to stay on his lap. I found myself pressed to the opposite side wall near a tinted window. Claude and Alois followed suit, sitting as one on the second set of seats, facing us.
A woman with short red hair wearing a maid costume bustled out of the driving seat and got my cage from the side of the road and threw it into the trunk. Then, she ran back to the wheel. "Where to, boys?" she asked in a sing song voice. Now that I look at her from the mirror, her eyes were covered with large glasses that were cracked.
Sebastian scooted an inch toward me before replying. "Back to the hotel. I assume you got everything Claude and I need to take care of our new pets?" I hissed lightly at those words. I was nobody's pet.
The woman flinched. "I-I didn't know where to get half of the things on the list! I went to pet shops all around, but they didn't sell anything but things for regular cats."
The two men sighed. "All you needed to get was balls of yarn, cat nip, and some children's clothes. How hard could that be?"
"Well, with the time limit of 30 minutes you gave me…" she said, then shook her head, thinking better about fighting back. "Don't you have cat nip already at home, Mr. Sebastian?" He shrugged. "Well, then I'll get the things you need while you're out. They can go without clothes for some time, can't they?"
Sebastian put on a happy face. "I suppose so. They have… delicious bodies anyway." His eyes roamed up and down my not-at-all masculine body and I felt instantly violated and covered my exposed stomach with my arms. I was too wrapped up in how my skinny arms didn't cover enough of my exposed body to really care how the woman had a nosebleed in the front.
After a long car ride home, I started to notice that Sebastian was coming closer and closer with every turn we made. By the time we arrived at what I supposed was their hotel, our thighs clashed and he dared to put an arm around my shoulders. The only thing I could do was completely flatten myself against the window to get away from the corny bastard. But, we were already headed out, so there wasn't much I could do.
The instant I stepped out of the limo, I tried to make a dash away from the building and everything else. Taking up a fast pace and getting away from the men and the whore, I jogged away when suddenly, I felt a tug and my neck and I fell to my knees on the asphalt. That's right… I forgot I was wearing a leash. Luckily, I was wearing the tights, so I didn't skin my knees much.
Sebastian laughed in my face as he jingled the coveted leash in front of my face. "Looking for this?" I glared at the man. I really hated him for all he was worth. Reaching out my hand, I tried to grab the leash so I could run back to the store, but he was too fast and started to drag me through the hotel doors, letting me down the leash only a foot. He didn't trust me to go far from him, and I didn't blame him. I would probably do the same thing.
My pitch black, almost invisible converse dragged on the pavement as I pulled away from the man. He had an iron-like grip and did not let go of the leash one bit. I fell down again on the sidewalk, but this time, I decided to stay down. If he was going to drag me, I might as well do it in comfort. Getting on my knees so I didn't scrape against the sand paper-like surface, I crossed my arms and waited for him to drag me.
He must've had enough and I just snapped his last nerve. Grabbing me by the waist, he tossed me behind his back and carried me inside, not putting up with my games anymore. "Troublesome, you are…" he sighed. I beat at his back and kicked him in the stomach, but to no avail. I puffed my cheeks and awaited my doom.
Claude and the whore were already in the elevator, waiting patiently for us. "Hey, Ciel!" Alois mused. "How's the weather up there?" With my ass in the air, I was in no mood to talk to anyone. My tail flicked him off as Sebastian stepped into the elevator and pressed the button that lead to the penthouse.
*I read somewhere that people can adopt babies for about $5,000. I'm not sure what the price is if you're adopting a pre-teen, since I've never adopted before, but I would assume that is a good amount for a pet/child.