Kiba looks at me in disgust as I get out of bed and walk to my dresser. I grab a fresh set of robes and drag Kiba by his leash to the bathroom with me. He tries to fight me, but I yank the leash hard and catch him off balance; this made him fall into the bathroom. He looks at me with hatred as I lock the bathroom door and start the hot water. I ignore his looks and make him stand up to face me, I strip his clothing and pull him close to me. I run my hands through his hair in the comforting way I used to before I was taken from our home.

Kiba starts sobbing into my chest, "why? Why did you turn on me?" He asks as he sobs into my chest.

I frown and pet his head, "I didn't turn on you Kiba, I'm not any different than I was before, in fact it's quite the opposite. You turned on me that day you abandoned me, I knew Madara made you say those things, I wasn't stupid, but if you didn't at least agree with them on some terms then you wouldn't have said anything to me," I say as I look down at him, "I saved you from the auction because I do still love you, yes this life isn't easy and no you won't be given special treatment, but if you just obey and give in it'll get easier," I add.

Kiba buries his face in my chest, "how do I do this? You've been at it for so long that this is just second nature to you, but it isn't as easy for me," Kiba said, "up until that day at the auctions I'd been a free human being and now my friend kidnapped me, sold me, and my ex-lover bought me. I'm not a person anymore, just a belonging, a servant, and I don't have any say over myself," he confesses.

I step into the shower and pull him in with me. I let the hot water cascade over our bodies as I hold him close to me, "you'll never get used to it one-hundred percent, but a good way to help your mind overcome it is to block out what you're doing, imagine it with someone you love or care about. It makes it easier in the long run," I say as I hold him.

Kiba wraps his arms around me and holds me close to him, "I never realized how much you went through until now. I've only experienced you and Madara as owners, but you went through twenty didn't you?" Kiba asked quietly.

I look at the wall, "yeah, Madara was number twenty-one. My savior. I thought I was going to be gotten rid of after he realized I was already broken, but he found a use for me, the good ones always do. If Madara hadn't bought me I was going to be sold to what's called the slaughterhouse market, it's where slaves that won't sell for sex go, and in it, we are purchased by people looking to kill something," I said softly as I ran my hand up Kiba's back.

Kiba went silent when he heard about the second market. Hopefully knowing what could have been if we didn't purchase him would make him more willing to listen and give in.

"Why did you buy me? I caused so much pain. Was it revenge?" He asks quietly as he looks up at me.

"When I first saw you I wanted to laugh, you said so many hurtful things and now you're at my mercy, but I bought you because I knew you'd be defiant. Most of the master's in the room were my old ones and I know they're violent and horrible people. They'd do things to you that you wouldn't ever recover from and if you tried fighting back they'd kill you without blinking. I saw it so many times, I knew that I had to pull you before you witnessed worse things than you have so far," I said as I turn Kiba so his back was to me. I start rubbing his back and trailing my hands up and down his back.

Kiba shivers at my touch and looks back at me, "teach me to think about happy things instead of the pain," he said softly.

"Are you sure?" I ask as I rest my hands on his back.

Kiba nodded his confirmation.