Cerres

Chapter 12

Author's Notes: Guys and Gals! I'm so very sorry that I have been so silent for so long. The past few weeks have been absolute hell on me. Many things have changed and though I was upset about some of them, I've come to find that they are for the best. Now that things are finally solved I feel comfortable enough to post what I've been working on. I've got another chapter of this ready to go and it will probably be posted tomorrow/tomorrow night. Come hell or high water I will finish this piece and Diary. They are my babies. I'm so sorry it's taken so long but hopefully now that things are settling down, I'll be able to write and post more often. I hope you guys will stick with me and yes, I did change my pen name due to the same issues I was speaking of. Oh and if you guys want to follow me on Tumblr please feel free! My user name on Tumblr is the same as here Scarlette-Rayne. I always answer questions there and try to stay in contact with people about life events that may affect my writing times! ~ Scarlette (AKA IsabellaHeat)


Regina didn't go to sleep like she'd hoped. The bruises smarted too badly for that. She was having trouble getting comfortable. No matter what way she shifted or lay it seemed that something cried out or stung horribly. She whined softly as she shifted once again. The door to her room creaked as it opened and she tensed.

"Just help me get into bed and then it's off to bed with you." Her voice was soft, quiet and she likely wouldn't have heard it had she not been awake all ready but she couldn't help the way she tensed. She bit her full lower lip to keep from crying out as it caused the bruises to sting even worse. She squeezed her eyes shut as tears leaked from the corners but she refused to let them fall totally. She wouldn't let the blonde woman know she was awake. It was safer that way.

She listened closely to the movements around her before she heard the air shift as someone knelt before her crate. She forced her breathing to even out despite the fact that it was a bit ragged. She didn't want Jefferson telling their so-called owner that she was awake still. She didn't want to talk to her ever again; not after the way she'd been treated that night.

"Is she asleep?" Emma asked softly with a small pained sound that slipped from her lips unbidden.

Jefferson paused and Regina knew he knew she was awake. She was caught and she'd be forced to endure whatever "talk" Emma had in mind for her.

"Yes," Jefferson said softly. "She's asleep." He added and Regina opened her eyes meeting his. His bright eyes were kind and he offered her a small smile as he slowly rose to his feet. "Do you any help Mistress?"

"No, I'm all right. Go to bed and get some rest. I know you're exhausted."

"Avoiding the slavers and the police is rather difficult." Jefferson offered with a small smile. "But you taught me well and I followed my instincts just like you told me."

Regina listened closely. She remained still despite the pain as Jefferson limped away. She heard the door close and then the sheets of the bed shifted as she assumed Emma got comfortable.

She took a breath and released it as silently as she could. She needed to get comfortable and try to rest. She couldn't shift around too much; it would let the other woman know she was awake. She shifted to her left hip and tried to curl up slightly to put more pressure on her upper body and not her lower half. It was less painful that way she realized quickly.

"I know you're awake little one. I can hear your ragged breaths and your little cries that you think you're hiding." Emma's voice cut through the silence and she froze. She squeezed her eyes shut and bit her lower lip; she could not respond and pretend to be asleep but that may result in more punishment and her body was all ready so sore from the previous treatment not even an hour ago. She wouldn't be able to stand any more. She all ready likely wouldn't be able to sit down for a week or two now.

"What does it matter?" She finally answered.

"I know Jefferson lied to me. You two have formed quite an alliance with one another."

Regina squeezed her eyes shut. "Please, don't punish us."

"I won't. I want you two to form a relationship where you look out for one another. If something happens to me, I want you two to be able to depend on one another."

"Why? Isn't that a problem? That we would depend on each other and not you?" She asked, barely keeping the sob from her throat.

"You two depend on me quite a bit. I keep you safe, keep food in your bellies, put a roof over your heads. It's enough to know that Jefferson is loyal to me to a fault. He would do anything for me. I do believe he'd die for me if I asked."

"And you're hoping that I'll do the same?"

"Oh no, I know well that you wouldn't do anything of the sort."

"I tried to help you." Regina protested. "I tried to distract you from your pain."

"Yes, you did and you were very sweet tonight. I appreciated your behavior immensely before you acted out."

"I didn't do anything wrong…" She protested.

"But you did. You didn't listen to me. I'm your owner Regina whether you are ready to admit that or not. I OWN you." She stressed the word. "You are mine to do with what I please. It pleases me to allow you the space you need to accept it but I'm not a patient person by nature."

"I thought you said…you wouldn't…"

"And I won't. If you come to my bed, you'll come willingly. I'm not a monster Regina. I only play at one."

"Some people might disagree with that."

"Some might." Emma agreed. She remained quiet for a long time. "I met your little friend. Red. She's a pretty girl."

"Her name is Ruby. Not Red."

"Red is her name now."

Regina frowned, "Why would anyone want to change her name?"

"Because it fits her. She's been sent to the training houses now though they have little hope that she'll break. She's been fighting the trainers pretty hard."

"Good, I hope she keeps fighting."

"No, you don't." Emma said gravely. "They'll euthanize her if they think she's too much trouble."

"Euthanize?"

"They'll put her down. Permanently."

"They'd kill her?"

"Yes; without hesitation."

"How do we stop it?"

"She has to stop fighting and give in."

Regina swallowed. "Can I see her?"

Emma remained quiet for quite some time.

"Please? Please, she won't fight if I tell her not to." Regina begged quietly.

"I'll see what I can arrange. The good news is the man that runs that particular training house is a man I am on rather good terms with so I might be able to arrange a meeting. However if you want to do this you'll have to do it right."

"What do you mean?"

"In order for you to go out with me there are protocols you will have to follow."

"Like what?" Regina was desperate. At this point, she'd say yes to anything to ensure her friend/only family's survival.

"Everyone thinks I should've let you be put down by the slavers. They think you are too much and that's why I've not turned you over to one of the training houses to be taught everything you'd need to know. They are concerned that you will start some sort of rebellion in the other pets because of your rather well documented outspoken nature."

"Why did you save me then if I've caused you so much grief?"

"You haven't caused me any grief Regina. Quite the contrary in fact but to the outside world it does appear that you and your friend are more trouble than you are worth. I am the more patient of Dr. Whale and I. He will get rid of your little friend if she doesn't settle down and fall into line."

"And you'll take me to her? You'll let me see her?"

"I may not have a choice in the matter. It's all up to Anton really but he owes me a few favors and he may be willing to help your friend if I agree to certain terms."

"When you say terms?" Regina asked, glad that she was in her crate and the other woman was in the bed she was supposed to be occupying. She heard the bed springs shift and creak as she assumed the blonde woman turned over. She couldn't really see as her crate was made out of wood and only had the opening on the one side. It was why she liked it. She could see and hear something coming at her long before it came.

"I mean he'll ask for favors of some sort. Perhaps he'll ask me to let his trainers train you. Two well known unruly pets coming out of his training academy is rather prestigious."

Regina's heart dropped into her stomach. "Would you do it?" She asked. "Would you give me over to them?"

Emma remained quiet for a few moments and Regina held her breath waiting on the blonde's decision.

"No," She finally said. "No, I wouldn't."

"Why not?" Regina couldn't help but ask as she felt her heart climbing back up to it's rightful place.

"I have plans for you."

"What does that mean?"

"You aren't going to the training houses Regina. You'll stay here with Jefferson and I."

"What happens at the training houses and why are you letting me miss it?" Regina finally got up the courage to ask.

"Pets are groomed for all manner of things Regina. Physically, if their owners wish, their appearances are changed if they want for certain things. For example I'm sure your friend will look different when you see her. Sometimes they go as far as to surgically alter a pet. Plump their lips, implants to increase the breast size, various other alternatives." Emma explained. "Once they're healed if they've been altered in such a way, they're put into various classes. They're taught how to read, how to write, how to dance, how to hold their bodies in proper fashions to accent certain aspects of their bodies to draw the eye to their most pleasing assets." She paused. "Depending on their owner's preferences they are also taught how to pleasure their owners and how to hold back their own pleasure until the time is proper. The entire idea is that the pet draws pleasure from their owner's pleasure. They're taught to go days without satisfaction because being with their owners should be satisfaction enough."

Regina bit her lower lip. "And you don't wish for me to learn any of that?"

"I will teach you all those things myself. I find it more refreshing and it creates a deeper bond between us if I am the one to teach you these things."

"So why doesn't everyone do that? If it would bring their pets closer to them?" It made Regina sick to discuss such things but she was in no mood to be punished again and this was the most open she'd seen her rather closed off…owner…god how she hated that word.

"Some people don't have the knowledge to do such things. Others don't have the time. And still others feel as though such a thing is beneath them."

"Do pets ever grow attached to those that teach them?"

"In the beginning yes. Techniques have evolved so that once a certain level is achieved their trainers are altered up to ensure that they only attach themselves to their owner. And really when an owner is the one to take a pet's virginity it does create quite a bond."

"Is that what you're going to do to me? Take my virginity?"

Emma paused and Regina prayed she wouldn't bring up what had happened so long ago that she had tried so hard to forget even though the other woman had brought it up before.

"Eventually yes. Pets are trained to that point to long for nothing more than that moment with their owners. They all want so desperately to please that they will do anything they're told."

"I can't imagine being that way." Regina whispered, hoping Emma wouldn't hear but knowing she had when the blonde snorted.

"I know you don't but you will eventually be that way. It's only a matter of time really."

"When do you intend to start training me like the others?"

"Soon enough. When I think you're ready."

"So I'm not ready yet?"

"Not quite."

Regina swallowed before she asked another question. "Does your leg hurt?"

"No, it's fine. I've been doped up on enough pain killers that I won't be feeling anything until mid-morning."

"Oh," The little brunette trailed off.

"Thank you for asking."

"You're welcome."

They remained silent for a long time during which Regina was convinced the other woman was asleep.

"Thank you…ma'am."

She went quiet, her eyes drifting closed. She opened her eyes to little slits as her brow furrowed. She thought she'd heard something.

"You're welcome…Pet."

She relaxed and drifted off to sleep, truthfully not sure what she'd heard.