A Performance
Vincent was a bit nervous about the evening ahead but he tried to put it out of his mind for the time being and decided to explore the apartment. He first tried the kitchen, which was off the dining room but found nothing interesting. Next, he made his way to the bath hall and made quick use of the facilities before heading towards the library.
To his displeasure, Enyu was already in there reading a book. Enyu looked up at him and smirked. "So you say you can't read? You are as uncultured as that mongrel Riki," he sneered.
"I couldn't help it if I was born in the slum," Vincent retorted. "Besides, I survived this long without knowing how to read. I doubt YOU'D survive long in the slums. You'd probably die if you broke one of your nails."
"As if I'd ever NEED to survive in the slums," Enyu scoffed. "I'm a pet, and I'm owned by a very important Blondie".
"Don't count on that. My mother thought the same thing and it didn't turn out well for HER", Vincent warned, forbodingly.
"What do you mean by that?" Enyu asked, but Vincent was in no mood to discuss the subject any longer. He now carefully looked at the titles on the book spines before choosing one and looking at the cover. He frowned in concentration, trying to remember the few reading lessons his mother had given him. "Pet Et...et...eti...HUH? How do you pronounce that word?" He asked, bewildered. Enyu peered over his shoulder. "Pet Etiquette and Sexual Technique" Enyu read aloud. Vincent blushed and quickly put the book back.
Enyu smirked, enjoying Vincent's discomfort. "This is probably a book you'll need in the future. Although I don't think you'll do very well as a pet. Pets have to perform and fuck in public. Often with more than one partner."
Vincent gulped at this, feeling his heart start beating fast. He wasn't at all sure how he'd react to pairing in public but he had the idea it was not going to be pleasant.
"What is Omaki planning tonight?" Vincent asked, trying to keep his voice calm.
"He's probably going to want us to pair," Enyu said darkly, not at all happy. But when he thought about it, since Vincent was so unexperienced, it was likely Enyu would be the dominant partner. He had never properly gotten revenge against Riki for the time he took him so roughly when Iason had made them pair, so getting to fuck Vincent would be almost as good as getting back at Riki. He'd definitely make the scrawny little mongrel scream. He actually was starting to look forward to it.
At Enyu's words, Vincent started to sweat, feeling slightly light-headed with anxiety. He didn't even think he'd be able to get an erection if he knew someone was watching him. "'Scuse me," he mumbled, making his way out of the library. He headed to the kitchen slowly, hoping for a glass of water to help soothe his suddenly dry mouth and calm his nerves.
"Are you alright?" Ru asked, worried when he saw how pale Vincent was. "I just need a drink of water, please", Vincent answered weakly.
"Are you worried about something?" Ru asked, getting a glass from the cabinet.
Vincent shook his head, feeling a bit queasy. "Is Omaki really going to have me and Enyu pair?" he asked, anxiously.
"More than likely" Ru answered, handing the filled glass to the mongrel. "Master is a very...lustful Blondie and he is always arranging pairings between Enyu and other pets. But it's nothing to be nervous about," he added quickly, seeing Vincent's stricken face. "As long as you perform well, there is nothing to be ashamed about. No one thinks twice about pets pairing".
"But...this is only my first day as a pet" Vincent said faintly.
"The only way you're going to get used to it is to do it. After a while, it will get easier and you likely won't even think about it," Ru said, though feeling pity for the young man. He took the empty glass Vincent handed back to him. "Would you like some cowberry tea? It will help soothe your nerves," he offered.
Vincent nodded, grateful for something that would take his mind off his dread of the coming night.
Ru poured Vincent a cup of cold tea with ice and handed it to him and directed him to sit on a sofa and relax. He put on some soothing music which did help relax Vincent.
"I've got to go ahead and start making dinner. Master told me to broil steaks for dinner. How do you like your steak?"
Vincent looked at Ru, confused. "Um...on a plate?"
Ru laughed. "No, I meant, do you like your steak rare,medium-rare, medium-well or well-done?"
"I've never had steak so I have no idea" Vincent answered.
Ru nodded. "Then if you don't mind a suggestion, I'd go with medium-rare. That's the best way to get a tender steak".
Vincent shrugged. "Fine with me. But all the food tastes good so I trust your judgement".
Ru nodded and walked into the kitchen, leaving Vincent reclining on the sofa.
Vincent sipped his tea, savoring the flavor and was finally starting to relax when a chime indicated that Omaki was home and he instantly felt his blood-pressure rise again.
Omaki walked into the sitting area, smiling when he saw Vincent. "Did you enjoy looking around?"
Vincent nodded mutely.
"Is something wrong pet? You look anxious" Omaki asked, studying him.
Vincent looked away. "Are you...going to have me and Enyu pair tonight?"
"Yes, that is one of the things I was planning to do, and remember, to call me 'Master' when you address me."
"B-but, I don't think I'll even be able to 'get it up', Master" Vincent said softly.
Omaki chuckled at this. "Don't worry about that. I can control your arousal using your pet ring. Would you like a demonstration?"
Omaki touched the ring he wore on his right hand. Vincent gasped as his cock instantly hardened and then flushed crimson.
"Well, now that we are here, why don't you perform for me?" Omaki licked his lips seductively.
Vincent stared at his master in horror. "Right now? But what if Ru comes in?!"
Omaki reached out and gave Vincent a hard slap on the thigh, causing the mongrel to yelp. "What did I just say about calling me 'Master'?", he asked, sternly.
"M-master", Vincent said between gritted teeth.
"That's better", Omaki praised. "Now lie back and don't worry if Ru comes in. He's seen pets performing many times. It means nothing to him."
Vincent felt queasy again but he obeyed, lying down on the sofa.
"Now, pleasure yourself, my pretty pet" Omaki coaxed.
Vincent blushed and closed his eyes, feeling his face heating up. He took hold of his erection and started to lightly stroke it, groaning despite himself. The head was already slick with pre-ejaculate and he easily slid the foreskin over his hardness. Omaki watched, interested. He didn't often see uncircumcised penises, but it made sense for a mongrel. The slums was a dirty place and the few doctors there dirty as well and allowing them to cut off the foreskin was pretty much asking for an infection.
Vincent was pumping himself faster now, trying to control his breathing but he was getting close.
"Open your eyes and look at me pet. Look at me as you bring yourself to orgasm. Imagine my big cock splitting open that tight little ass of yours" Omaki breathed.
Vincent whimpered but forced his eyes open, looking at his beautiful master through half-lidded, though teary, eyes.
Omaki's provocative words sent a thrill right through his cock and and it sent him over the edge, his semen shooting up in an impressive arc and landing on his stomach.
Omaki enjoyed the sight and leaned down and licked the pearly white ejaculate from the boy's stomach before moving up to his neck, which he briefly nipped and then captured the mongrel's lips in a deep kiss, pushing his tongue into his mouth.
Vincent closed his eyes, resting his hands on the Blondie's chest, moaning as he tasted his own essence. Omaki broke the kiss and reluctantly, he pulled away, wanting to save his passion for later. Breathing heavily, he said in a husky voice, "I'll going to my room for now. I have to prepare. Make sure you are ready for me at 8 tonight."
He got up and headed for his bedroom, the door closing behind him, while Vincent just lay on the couch, one arm over his eyes.
From around the corner, a pair of green eyes glared jealously at the mongrel.
