I finally get to the back of the closet, as I finish cleaning what was once my parents house. I found a dust covered box with my old Pokémon stuff, "what a foolish hobby I had back then".
I open the box and see her pokeball there, covered in dust. "I once dreamt of beating Leon, of traveling Galar, and finishing the gym challenge, but because of you it all failed, wasn't it". I grip the pokeball tightly, the rage still burns like it was yesterday.
I pop her out of her pokeball, "Cinderace, how have you been? All this year's stuck inside a Pokéball filled with dust…" I say as she cowards against the wall, tears fall down her cheeks. I hoist her from the floor by her throat, she grabs my hands and tries to get free, but she faints instead.
"Useless as ever…" I say as I rub her scars, from the cuts I made on her legs.
I put her on her pokeball and bring her to my house…
She happily chirps while swirling in the bed, all cozy. Bring her a plate of cookies and milk.
She slowly wakes up and looks at me, she pisses the bed. I laugh at her. "This cookies are for you, I need you back in full…health" I say rubbing her cheek as she flinches.
She slowly eats them in front of me, shaking in fear, she never disobeyed me.
She starts to breathe faster and contorts a bit, blushing like mad, starting to sweat. I laugh, "I see the afrodisíac is taking effect on you… glad to see that" I say as I grab her breasts and squeeze them with her hardened nipples beneath my palms. She moans loudly.
Letting go of them, she looks at me. She couldn't resist and starts to rub her clit. Soon cumming, she screams out the pent up tension.
A face of relief on her face as she blankly looks into the ceiling, she looks at me and looks away.
She makes a kissy face towards me, blushing, I instead slap her hard.
"Do you ever think things could be different, if you weren't so… docile? You easily got defeated once our foes didn't crumble under the wind… years of dreams and hard work, all to lose against a level 1 magikarp? You are the reason my father left, he couldn't bear seeing how weak you made his son!" I say as I pin her on the bed. She shakes and pisses the bed again.
"It's all your fucking fault!" I get my head closer to her, she hoists her arms around me and forcefully kisses me.
I get off the bed and look at the floor, rubbing my beard as I try to collect my thoughts, " You just kissed me…" I murmur.
She gets up from the bed, and looks at me biting her lip, all blushed, she puts my hands on her breasts. I try to pull away, but she holds them there.
"They are all yours, master" she says softly. I swallow dry.
"Let go of me!" I say prying them away and falling on my back.
"Oh, oops, sorry!" She extends one hand to me.
I get up and slap her so hard she falls on the bed. "You don't get to force me to do stuff…" I say grabbing her throat hard. "Harder… master… harder" she whispers as she plays with herself. Her body tenses up as she cums again.
She takes my moment of confusion and wraps her arms and legs around me, kissing me tenderly. Her hands slowly undo my jacket.
"What are you doing?" I ask softly.
She looked at me, blushed, "I love you, and I love the pain. I also think I am in heat and… well, you are so grown up" she says embarrassed.
"You love me?" I say shocked.
"Yeah… I do" she says before trying to kiss me, I push her on the bed and storm off.