Page 32 of My Wild Pet

In the morning, Aefre rises, showers, puts on his clothing and then releases me from the wall. He leads me into the bathroom, watches me pee and poop. He reminds me to hold up my tail, which is unnecessary because I realize to my shame, my tail is prehensile and just goes up on its own. I’m a real life human kitty.

After I’ve used the toilet, he puts my leash on and we go out. We head toward a dining hall where I sit at his feet while he eats.

I’m so hungry, but I obey because he hasn’t tied me up or muzzled me. I’m sure I’ll be fed later. He needs to keep his pet alive.

Next thing I know he’s standing up and he’s allowing some of the other grey men to pet me again. I try to angle my body so they’ll rub up against my clit and bring me orgasmic release right here in this dining hall, but none of them do and Aefre holds me back from rubbing myself up against their legs to make myself orgasm when they get too close.

After being denied an orgasm again, I’m led into an area of the ship I haven’t seen before. It’s vast, streamlined, and filled with gym equipment that looks straight out of a sci-fi movie. A training area.

Of course. I’m a pet for pet competitions as Gabriel said. Tricks and obedience. It’s degrading, but at least now I know where I stand. Not that I’m looking forward to doing anything without a sports bra or underwear, but at least I’m not alone. I see other human women running through some exercises,their breasts fully displayed and bouncing like basketballs being dribbled at an NBA game.

And just as if my imagination had conjured him, I see Gabriel. His skin glistening under the soft lights as he pulls himself up on some futuristic gym equipment, muscles taut and defined. He looks even more striking than he did yesterday. His chin reaches the top of the bar, and he freezes, his piercing amber eyes locking onto mine across this strange gymnasium.

His expression is cold, unyielding, like he despises me.

It’s no picnic for me either, buddy, I think, as the leash tugs me forward. Unless he has multiple personalities, I don’t think he is directing his annoyance at me. It’s something else.

CHAPTER 13

Gabriel

Aefre leads Briar into the training center, and I catch my first glimpse of her new “enhancements.” The matching tail, swaying with every step, and the nipple piercings—it’s all so blatantly designed to arouse an Imperial man, not a human. But damn it, itworkson me too.

Mon esprit et mon corps, tous les deux empoisonnés, I think bitterly. The Imperials have twisted me so thoroughly through their conditioning that I find a human dressed up like a pet more appealing than a natural human woman. Their collars, commands, and punishments have etched themselves into my mind.

I grip the pull-up bar tighter, ignoring the strain in my arms.

I can’t keep my eyes from Briar as Aefre parades her around pleased with himself. The sight of her sparks something deep inside me—some instinct that I’ve never felt.She’s mine.It’s not a rational thought. It’s raw and primal.It’s my last bit of humanity,I think

I pull myself up one more time, desperately hoping the motion can calm the storm inside me, the attraction, the arousal, the frustration, and the desire to claim her. But it doesn’t.

Aefre leads her closer, looking smug. I want to punch that look right off his face, but I can’t afford to show open disobedience. Instead, I leave my station to greet Briar.

“Ember,” Kaelin warns, “don’t walk away. You’re not finished here.”

I ignore him, I know Kaelin would rather have five things to punish me for rather than just one, so I walk toward Briar.

Aefre blocks me from seeing her face-to-face. “Return to your training, Ember,” he snaps.

“I just want to welcome our new pet,” I say. “Especially since she’ll be taking Fifi’s place.”

“I think yesterday’s little greeting was enough. And she’ll replace Fifi eventually, but today, we have endurance tests to run. You’ll only distract her.”

I step to the side trying to get past Aefre, but he cuts me off, and summons Kaelin with his hand.

Kaelin yanks me back with the threat of punishment and mentions Briar’s rumored past of hurting another human pet. “She’ll bite your penis clean off with those teeth. It’s not safe until she’s properly trained, Ember. Come on now.”

It’s obviously Imperial gossip, but it rattles me. “She wouldn’t do that to me.”

“I’m sure that’s what the other man thought as well,” Kaelin replies. “Now he’s an eunuch serving the Imperial Infantry. You don’t want the same to happen to you. You’re so good looking; they’d probably dress you as a woman too.”

I dismiss this. A pet is a pet. It wouldn’t be nice being ass fucked every day but it’s also not a dream come true being a show pet and having your partner die. “Briar,” I call over Aefre’s shoulder. “They’re going to test your limits today. This will be…” A shock rips through me, courtesy of Kaelin’s ring. My lungs seize, but I force out the rest: “…your toughest day. Don’t die.”

Briar quickly moves to the side of Aefre and mouths a quiet “Thank you” in English.

My heart beats faster at her words.

“For that,” Kaelin says, “you’ll run the obstacle course—until I say stop.”

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