Page 39 of My Wild Pet

“Pick up your tail,” I remind her, but she doesn’t understand my words, so I move behind her and grab it.

She tenses at the sensation and then looks up at me with annoyance.

I put her tail in her hand. And then take a step back watching her.

She let’s go of her tail and it rises on its own behind her. It’s the cutest thing I have ever seen. But then we hold eye contact and wait.

I glance at the timer displayed on the interface of my control ring. Too much time has passed. Ash is testing boundaries again, though I suspect she doesn’t think of it that way.

To her, it’s a way to cling to the fragments of control she imagines she still has.

To me, it’s a teaching moment.

She will dislike this, but it’s effective and this lesson—though unpleasant—is one she will remember.

I press the command on my ring, and her collar pulses faintly. I watch as Ash feels it.

Her green eyes widen in surprise as her bowels empty in a seconds.

“You will submit your entire body to me, Ash.”

She glares at me standing up. “I am a good girl.”

“You will be.”

She doesn’t understand my words yet but my tone is clear.

I step closer, reaching out to adjust the collar around her neck. “This isn’t punishment, Ash,” I say softly. “It’s preparation.”

I lead her to my bedroom and to the little pet bed in the corner. I gesture for her to go to it. “Lie down, Ash,” I say. “Lie down and you’ll be a good girl.”

At the sound of ‘good girl,’ she complies, lowering herself onto the little human bed.

“Stay,” I command her and use my hand to indicate she shouldn’t move.

Ash looks up at me suspiciously as I retrieve the small chastity device from the console nearby. It’s designed with the same precision as the control collars and is both functional and symbolic—a reminder of the control I must maintain, and the discipline she must learn.

“Open your legs.”

She looks at me confused. I bring my free hand down to her thighs and gently stroke them open. I know she’s still aroused. There’s not enough training in the world that would make a human body forget about sex.

I stroke the abundant fur between her legs and then spit on the blonde and purple ombre curls before I sink my whole mouth over her labia. Surprised, she moans with pleasure, but just when she’s wet enough for me to attach the device, I quickly mount it in place. It locks with a faint click and then adjusts automatically to fit her body. It’s integrated with the collar and will ensure she remains unable to orgasm until it’s removed.

Ash’s hands reach between her legs as she tries to remove the device. “No, no, no…” she says and then tries to get to her knees to beg.

I stand. “There will be a time and place for your pleasure, but you must understand the boundaries of your existence now. I control your body.”

I activate the forcefield around her bed. It’s a seamless barrier, undetectable until touched, and it’ll hold her for the night.

She tests it almost immediately, reaching a hand toward the edge only to recoil when the faint shimmer crackles against her skin. Her green eyes meet mine.

“This is for your safety,” I tell her. “And mine. I don’t want to have to muzzle you. And you worked hard today, so you deserve a good night’s sleep.”

I move to my own bed, sitting on the edge for a moment as I watch her settle into the space she has been given. She shifts slightly, testing the limits of the force field again.

“Rest now my new pet. Tomorrow will be just as demanding.”

She doesn’t respond. But I don’t need to check my control ring to know her mind is racing, as it always is.

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