Chapter 5- Finding a line
I sat upon the floor in a corner. The room that I was previously given was taken away, and I was given a small cushion for a bed. I was nude of course, and in chains. The manacles were long enough to allow me to traverse most of the room, but prevented me from leaving. It had been a few days now, since the bastard had spoken to me. He came to the room often, sitting in a large chair, drinking a glass of some alcohol, and staring out the large window that engulfed one whole side of the room leading out to a grand balcony. He would sometimes watch me, hiding my nakedness from him with my legs or hands. Each night Castor came to bath me, and a few times a day to bring me to use the bathroom.
It was a night like any other, I was chained and alone, the blondie had not returned from work yet, which was odd seeing as the sun was setting, casting a beautiful painting of orange, pink, and blue hues throughout the sky. The door opened to reveal a very frustrated looking blondie. He immediately walked to the bar, which was just out of my reach, and poured himself a large glass of a clear liquid, before plunging into his chair loudly and rubbing his temples, taking two large pills in the process.
"Pet?" He called. I ignored him of course. "I am not in the mood for your insolence brat, come here this instant. Or shall I have castor grab the whip?" I shivered and begrudgingly stood up to walk to the huge man. I stood in front of him, looking away from him in distaste. "Sit." I complied, placing my back to the chair just right of his leg.
I jumped in fear when I felt fingers touch my head, and relaxed when he began to play with my hair slowly, calming. We said nothing, just sat in an uncomfortable silence until my head began to become heavy and I rested it on his leg without thinking. The sun was set, leaving us to stare out at the city lights.
My eyes became heavy with his fingers expertly kneading my hair between his fingers, my eyes closed and I drifted off.
The man in the chair sighed contently as he gently picked up the sleeping mongrel off of the floor, his body tiny in the tall mans arms. The mongrel stirred not an inch as he was unchained and carried to the bed chambers of his master. He was placed gingerly between the sheets before pulled tight into strong caring arms.
The man looked down at his treasure, placing a cherishing kiss on his neck before snuggling his face into the crook there and closing his eyes.
"My pet, my beautiful soulful pet." He sighed.
Decided on a short fluff piece for you all. Things won't be bad all of the time, just... most of them, sorry I'm a bit dark. Anyways! Anyone want to beta for me? It won't be often since I don't have much free time.
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