The Contract
Vincent slept poorly that night. An hour before dawn, he gave up trying and spent the next few hours going to through his personal possessions and packing his most cherished items into a small backpack.
He picked up a lovely bracelet, the only thing of any value his mother had owned. This had been her pet ring when she was a pet. She had never sold it because it was the one reminder of the life she had and taken for granted. It was silver and set with what looked like diamonds and sparkling purple stones. He packed it away carefully. He didn't bother with clothes because they had been dug out a dumpster anyway.
After he was packed, all he could do was wait impatiently yet nervously for Katze to arrive.
At 7:30, he was downstairs waiting in front of the door when Katze pulled up. Without a word, Vincent climbed into the passenger seat. He was so anxious, he felt he might get sick if he attempted to speak.
Katze sensed his nervousness and didn't try to engage him in conversation.
Vincent took a deep breath before entering Depravaties, trying to slow his racing heart. This was it. The moment of truth. The moment he would decide his future.
He spotted Omaki in his usual table and slowly walked towards him.
Omaki saw him coming and his heart began beating.
"Good evening Vincent", Omaki purred.
Vincent gulped and sat down across from the Blondie.
"Did you make your decision?" Omaki asked, deciding to skip pleasantries.
Vincent nodded nervously. "Y-yes. I've...decided to accept your offer." He answered meekly.
Omaki's eyes flew open in excitement. This was exactly what he had been hoping for!
He opened a satchel at his feet filled with a few items he had hoped he would need and pulled out a data-slate.
"Then all I need you to do to seal the deal is to place your hand against this data-slate. It will register you as a temporary pet and will act as a contract. But I warn you, once you enter yout handprint, you will be bound by the same laws that govern any other pet. For example, if you try to run away, you will meet the same punishment that a normal pet would receive. You will not be able to get out of the contract until your year is up".
Vincent nodded, feeling somewhat shaky. "Okay,". He reached out and after a moment's hesitation, laid his hand on the slate. A neon outline surrounded his hand as the data-slate scanned it and entered his information into the pet database.
Omaki was greatly pleased. "That's done now," and he placed the data-slate back in his bag.
"Now, there is one more thing we need to take care of before we go home...to the Taming Tower that is".
"And what is that?" Vincent asked anxiously, fidgeting under Omaki's intense gaze.
Omaki smiled seductively, and licked his lips.
"Your virginity".
