Chapter 3

As Gaara's little pet Hinata lay sleeping in the nest he made, he started to think about what his next wish should be. It was difficult for him after all because he is the king of the underworld and whatever he wants he can get with a snap of his fingers. Maybe I should think of another wish that will torment my pet he thought darkly, a sly smirk making its way onto his face. He chuckled darkly as he thought of the perfect wish. Unconsciously Hinata shivered in her sleep as his dark chuckle caused violent quakes up her spine.

Hinata snapped her eyes open and shot up into a sitting position when she sensed her master's desire to make a wish. She blinked owlishly and groggily looked up at him, the overwhelming fear came crashing down on her as she looked into his mischievous glinting eyes. She started shaking again and flattened her ears but she still gazed up at him through her thick Smokey eyelashes and tried her best to control herself.

"W-w-what i-is y-your w-wish?" she managed to choke out in a voice that mimicked the sound of a waterfall, soft and soothing.

"You can detect when I am ready to make a wish? Why did you not tell me this?" He asked, glaring his dark ringed, sea foam eyes at her angrily.

"I-i-i-I d-didn't k-know!" she squeaked in terror, shutting her eyes tightly and waited for the beating she would get from her master. Gaara tilted his head at her, she looked about reading to feint and he creased his forehead in confusion.

"Are you okay little one?" He asked, resting his hand on her forehead and almost burnt himself in doing so. His eyes widened slightly in surprise, was she sick?

"You need to calm down little one, I'm not going to punish you for no reason," he cooed, trying to get the girl to calm down before she got seriously sick. The girl relaxed slightly and opened her eyes to look up at her master, trying to be certain if he was telling the truth or not. She nodded to show him she was okay.

"I wish for the chain and collar around your neck to remain after you are no longer a genie and have the same effect as when you were a genie on you when it is held by me or tied to something by me." He said with a stoic face, crossing his arms over his chest and staring intently at his pet. She gasped in despair but nodded her head sadly as a poof noise was heard from the nook in the wall.

"Also for my third wish, I wish for a mechanism in your collar that can be used to punish you and bring as much pain as I want to you, when you are disobedient." He said darkly and smirked when he saw the shivers tumble down his pet's spine and the pained expression on her face as she nodded once again. A loud poof was heard and the lamp disappeared, taking the golden chain that was around her ankle with it. Only the collar and chain around her neck remained, a dark demonic seal twisted its way around the collar and weaved onto the skin of her neck under the collar.

She was now scared beyond belief, she didn't even know what to do anymore. She was now unable to contain the shaking that racked her whole body as her silent tears slid down her cheeks. She was panicking and hyperventilating and when she felt his hand on her shoulder she squeaked and flinched away from him earning herself an angry snarl.

She looked up fearfully at him and kept completely still when she saw the look in his eyes that clearly said don't move away from me. Her ears flattened once again as he scolded her with his eyes and she let out a sad throaty whine in apology. Gaara seemed pleased with her reaction, dare he say it was probably the cutest thing he'd ever seen in his 50 thousand years alive

He reached his large hand out and rested it on top of her head, and lightly rubbed the fluffy fur behind her ears. Much to Gaara's amusement, she started to let out soft throaty purrs and her tail flicked happily at the attention, she really was like a small kitten.

"Good girl," he cooed, startling her out of her daze with his velvety voice and she looked up at him with red cheeks, embarrassed about showing him her animalistic side that she kept so well hidden.

He let his hand drop and ran his hand lightly down her face until he reached the collar around her neck. He grabbed the chain and pulled her to him, causing her to stumble onto him and start to panic again, scared to be punished. He let out a deep chuckle.

"Don't move, pet," he growled and the girl in his arms went dead still. He pulled her into his lap with her back pressed into his hard toned chest, tilting her head to the side he nuzzled his nose into her neck and sniffed deeply. He seemed to be considering something before trapping her to his chest with one arm and lifting a sharp long black nail to her neck. He slid the nail down softly, leaving a light trail of blood which he then immediately licked.

He let out a purr of satisfaction when he tasted her blood and was certain she was a virgin. Now that he thought about it, his pet has gotten rather red… She squeaked indignantly and started to struggle and squirm in his grip.

"I told you not to move, didn't I?" he hissed and she immediately stopped, shrinking back into his chest submissively.

"G-g-gomen," she breathed out, trembling. Poor Hinata had been trapped in a lamp for just over a century with absolutely no social contact with anyone. She had started to forget how to be a human and was more like a scared kitten than a girl.

Gaara didn't regret spending all of his wishes on tormenting this girl and forcing her to be by his side forever, he found her exciting and amusing and whether he could admit it or not, adorable. He has lived a long life of loneliness and decided that she could keep him company, at least until he is bored of her, if that ever happens.

"Mine," he purred darkly into her ear and shivers went down her spine but regardless she nodded her head slowly. He was her master, whether or not she had to live in a lamp, she should be grateful after all, he had granted her freedom from the lamp. Even though becoming someone's pet could hardly be called freedom, if she was anyone else who didn't expect to be treated in such a way.

Gaara released her and she cautiously climbed off his lap and sat on the floor in front of him. She reached a hand up to her neck and felt the scratch he had given her. She looked up at him curiously and tilted her head to the side. She hadn't even noticed him make it and she found it very interesting. Gaara grabbed her chain again and left her tied to his bed near the bathroom in case she wanted to shower then left her alone in his private quarters. He decided to go for a stroll around his large castle to give him little pet some time to cool off.