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Runaway pet (Rayn_Chain & Master_Germish)

Rayn_Chain

Rayn_Chain

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Lilli had tried to escape, this being her second time and so close, had she made it to the road just a few miles from her master’s home she would have been free, but just before she had gotten to the road she had been hit with a tranquilizer dart in the back of her leg, making her tumble to the floor and her body soon went numb. She remained awake, realizing it was a paralyzing dart that had hit her so she would feel and see everything as she was brought back to the mansion. Her body was rolled over onto her back as she looked up at one of the many guards, a lycan that her master had probably sent after her since he could catch her scent easily. Now he looked down at her with a cruel grin and leaned down to put the shackles on her wrists while talking to her, “Lilli, you are in deep trouble this time, he is very angry with you and I do not think he will go easy on you this time.” He told her softly before putting her ankle cuffs back on her legs and attaching a chain so she had limited movement, maybe two feet to move her legs, lastly her collar was placed around her neck and fastened tightly the leash able to clip the wrist shackles to her collar or leash, giving her little movement once the drug wore off.

She was helpless now, unable to fight back he carried the young rabbit girl home, her long floppy ears draping over her cheeks and over his arm. Her milky white skin showed signs of striping on her back, ass and thighs, a clear sign of the whips, riding crops, and other objects used to discipline her. Her bright blue eyes showed very little spirit any more, once happy and confident they were now frightened and broken and showed how much she did not want to go back. The lycan carried her into the house and down into the master’s cellar before chaining her hands collar and wrist shackles to the floor in a hoop that had been bolted to the cold brick floor. She knew this spot all too well, she had been here before, and had her punishment given to her down there when she disobeyed or ran away. Her body soon was coming out of the daze and a hand came up to push her snow white fuzzy ears out of her face as well as straightening her long dark brunette hair since it had tangled a little when she fell.

She looked around at all the devices and the lycan soon left to tell her master than she was down there. She curled up on the floor into a frightened ball, wondering what he was going to do to her. She was still wearing the dress her master had put her in, a bikini like top, and a long skirt that had slits up to her hip and allowed for easy access, but she knew those would be taken from her as soon as he came in. She would have stood about five foot five, and was very slender and beautiful, but when chained to the floor she looked small and weak. Her body trembled and she moved a little getting into the position that he had ordered her in to show she had disobeyed and deserved punishment. Her legs were under her, sitting on her calves, her body bent over and her head turned to the side laying it against the ground with her hands brought above her head and palms up. She closed her eyes, hoping he would not be too mean, but she knew that was not going to happen, so she would just have to remain silent and accept her punishment. She took in slow deep breaths as she waited, knowing he would be there soon, and she hoped at least in this position he might have some mercy on the frail and delicate rabbit girl.
 
Kale was quite the strong master being of a demon/vampire breed he literally was the stuff of nightmares. Standing at around seven feet tall and having huge arms and legs. He was able to hide most of his features using his demon side to blend in with the humans. But his red eyes were never hidden along with his fangs that poked just outside of his mouth. When he awoke that morning to find that his most recent slave had tried to run again he sent out his lycans immediately. Knowing that they will catch her and it was time to teach this girl a lesson. He waited impatiently in the living room while the guards were out doing their job. His mind racing with ideas to hurt this girl enough that she wouldn't run away. He could always just break her leg, but then she would be useless around the house.

After much thought he finally decided that a good beating followed by constant restraints would be the plan. When the lycan approached and told him she was chained in the dungeon he smiled and stood. Time to teach his lesson. Slowly he walked to the dungeon, knowing how much of a psychological effect it has on someone when they have to wait for a beating.

He entered the dungeon to find his bunny in the submissive posture and he said. "Slave, that posture has no effect on me right now, tho if you think it will help you can beg." He said as he walked over to the cabinet filled with his 'toys'. He grabbed his whip, a riding crop, a shock rod, a restraint system very much like the one they had her in when she walked over here, but this one was special. He had enchanted locks on it that only he could unlock. He tossed that onto the table and finally grabbed a ball gag and a ring gag. With his tools ready he walked back over to her and placed his boot inches from her lips and waited to hear the begging.
 
She heard nothing for the longest time and remained still as she waited for her master, her eyes water, feeling so hurt already, knowing she had been so close to freedom and now she was back where she started, in the dungeon for his use. She cried softly on the floor, her tears falling from her cheeks and to the floor in her position. Hearing the door open she looked up a little and to see her master before lowering her head back in place, hearing how he had mentioned the position she managed to force herself to speak, “I… I know it won’t… but I remember you saying if I get into any trouble to be ready and in this position for you, so I have… Master…” She said in her soft sweet voice, but the tone was wavering and hardly a whisper, her body trembled and her eyes watched him move around the room, seeing the riding crop, the shock, and the whip, all of which she had felt and hated, remembering the stinging pain from them all and she tried not to struggle with her restraints, remaining in the same position until he brought his boot close to her. She brought her lips to it and kissed his ankle before moving her forehead to touch against the shoe, her body tense and ready, expecting to be kicked or something along those lines.

Taking a slow breath she kept her eyes and head down, knowing her place, “I… I am sorry master, for causing you trouble and running… I am frightened of you and fear you beyond anything else… and want to go home after my last beating… I just wanted to go outside… I apologize master and I accept my punishment… I will try not to struggle and to take my punishment from you Master.” She replied, not liking her own words, but she hoped maybe he would go easy on her, knowing her body was frail and easy to harm so it did not take much for her to scream in pain or beg for forgiveness, but the more he beat her the sooner she was begging for him to stop and willing to obey, but freedom was something she wanted so badly, just to go outside would have been sufficient, but she had been kept inside, used, abused, and longing for the outside. She knew what her master was and so knew he had hardly any mercy, but once and a while when she begged very prettily he would sometimes show her a little leniency and allow her to get away with a shorter beating. Looking up at him she braced herself to be struck by him, expecting it, knowing him too well already, the fear plain as day in her eyes, this time she knew she would have very little if not chance at all to escape after this, and her best bet would be to just obey and forget being outside ever again, knowing he would probably keep her in the dungeon or his room chained to the bed post or in a cage. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest and she could hear it in her ears now, keeping her long rabbit ears off of his shoes, not wanting him to step on them or hurt them since they were sensitive.
 
He listened intently to her begging and heard her tiny little heart thumping against her chest and he heard her quick breathing. He not only listened, but he watched her as he saw how she tensed up towards the end of her little speech. She was expecting to be hit by him and he decided to play a little psychological game with her. He pushed his boot to her lips and said. "Clean my boots slave. Do a good job and I will act like you never ran away, displease and I will make you cry and beg for hours today. Hell, you will still be crying and begging for forgiveness tomorrow." He threatened her as he looked down at her and waited to see her pink tongue flash out of her shoe and lick her owner's boot. He wondered about her, wanted her to be like the previous bunny slaves he had owned. Ones that were teasing and always wanting him. This one, just wants to be outside all the time. He misses the other ones.
 
She was frightened and as he moved his boot she had to stop herself from trying to move her arms and protecting herself, but then his boot came closer to her lips and looked up at him for a brief second, and hearing his offer she seemed to find a little hope and glad he would give her some leniency. Nodding she seemed to cower at his threat to make her beg for forgiveness for what she had done, not wanting to know that kind of pain that would inflicted on her poor little body. The truth was she had not been trained, she had been caught shortly before being sold, so she was not like the other little slutty slaves who threw themselves at their masters, she was much more shy and once had freedom, and wanted it so badly again. Her lips moved to his boot giving a soft kiss to it before she brought her soft pink tongue from between her lips and began licking one of the boots, starting from the front at the toe, then moved to the heels, moving just a little to get a better angle, and then up his boot until she got to the top of them. She looked at the shoe making sure she did not miss a single spot before moving to the other, repeating the process, kissing her master's boot, her body shaking with fear, trying her hardest and hoping it would please him. Once finished she returned to her position she had been in and waited for him to tell her if he would be hurting her or if he was content with what she had done, "Thank you Master." She muttered, referring to the chance to maybe avoid her punishment, but she did not get her hopes up, knowing he may or may not even if she did do a good job on his boots. She had been afraid of him since day one, and her hesitation had angered him, and from then on she had wanted to leave, to be free again and not feel his whip against her flesh again.
 
He stood still letting this bunny girl lick his boots perfectly clean. Watching her every move and he liked that pink little tongue. When she finally finished and thanked him for the opportunity to avoid punishment he nodded and decided he would be a little merciful with his pet. He crouched down and closed his eyes for a few seconds before opening them and staring into her eyes, letting her see the change from his usual dark brown human eyes, to his red and white demon eyes. He smirked and allowed his fangs to show and he spoke to her. His voice echoing as if there were three or four people speaking in unison. "Shall I use the whip today?" He asked as he put his hands into fists before walking over to the whip and grabbing it as he watched the bunny girl carefully. Wondering just how hard she will need to be taught before she understands she is to never escape.
 
Looking up for a moment she looked into his eyes for one of the few times she ever was allowed to, most of the time it was to show he was angry with her and to frighten her even more, his eyes always terrified her and she could never look at them long, often averting her gaze from his either to the floor or somewhere else. His voice made her tense and tremble even more than she already was, her heart racing much more quickly, sounding as though it would burst in her chest if it did not slow, but her kind always did have fast heart rates. His voice told her it was not over and so she remained on the floor in her position knowing he might chain her hands down or up to the ceiling to make her stand for him while taking the whip. Hearing the question she shook her head, wanting to beg him not to, but different words came from her lips, her voice very soft and weak, "If that is what pleases you... then yes, Master." She replied, almost regretting her words, but they were not suppose to be something she wanted or liked, she was his pet and had to do what ever it was that would please him, if that meant taking a beating for days on end with no food, her only words should have been yes or something along the lines of letting him know it was not up to her to decide.

Seeing him holding the whip from the corner of her eyes she looked away, closing them tightly, waiting for either the bite of the whip or him to speak again or even touch her to reposition her where he wanted her to be, either one would frighten her just as much as the other. She had thought many times of giving up, to give in and be a good little bunny for him as the others had been, but she still had a little spirit hidden away, but for how long she did not know. The one thing that seemed to be on her mind was the outside, she hated being in chains in a cage, and he wanted her inside with him, her first time getting punished was because she went outside into the sun and into his garden without permission, and she would do it again if she could, she longed for it, it being one of the only things she might even obey him for, but she said nothing about it to him, she did however have friends in the master's home that she thought she could confide in and talk to, telling the one woman her secrets and have them kept safe, or so she hoped, uncertain about what her master would do to her if he knew.
 
When he heard the generic request he dropped the whip to the ground and crouched down. Simply touching her and smirking as he knew what his touch would do to her since he had shed most of his human facade and was now looking more like the demon he was as he touched her back and saw the black swirls shoot out of his hand and crawl over her body. Knowing each swirl would feel like a hot blade slicing her. "I want your opinion, pet, not the generic is you want master, response." He growled at her as he removed his hand and let the black marks swirl about her until she answered him and then he might remove them. He stood waiting for her response.
 
Hearing him she felt his touch, shivering slightly, having hoped for a gentle touch, but as she felt something else, like a cutting into her sensitive flesh she whimpered and curled up into herself on the floor shaking her head, "P-Please stop... Master I would rather have the whip than this... I do not want punishment, but I said I would accept what ever it was, but between this and the whips I would rather take the whips... please top it... it hurts." She pleaded looking up at him, tears filling her eyes as she actually found some little bit of strength to move, getting a little closer to her Master and leaning head head against the top of his boot she could barely look up at him in that position but it was a way for her to beg, her head came up just a little to lean against his boot, her lips kissing up the boot until she kissed his shin and tried to withstand the pain going through her, leaning her head against his leg, nuzzling softly with her soft fluffy ears, "Please Master, no more... I would prefer punishment from the whips." She pleaded, her long hair flowing over her cheeks, framing her face, and her body did not move away from his, expecting a kick so she was ready to fall back or back up if needed. This was probably the most she had ever submitted to him before, the demon side of her frightened her so much and she did not want to feel what he would do with it.
 
"Good, I think we will stay where we are." He said as he reached down and touched her again launching two more of the swirls into her and he said. "You will never leave my house again. Understand?" He looked over her as the marks raced across her body and he wondered how much pain she could take before she snapped or if she would submit finally because of his power. He would much rather make her fear him, because it is easier to gain love through fear than through disobedience.
 
Listening she had expected him to stop the pain feeling him touch her, her body actually moving to try and meet his hand, wanting it to stop the pain, her body shaking and trying to withstand the pain, holding out as long as she could, when he said she was not to leave his home again she would have agreed to anything to stop the pain, but she remained silent, not sure if she would not try to get away again, wanting the pain to stop, but she wanted freedom, and to be outside, she could not promise she would not go outside or try to get free just to takes that air. As he sent more pain through her she whimpered in pain, not yet screaming but close to it, her body begging her to just say what he wanted and her mind not wanting to lie, "I... I just wanted outside... just for a little while... that is all... please forgive me... I am sorry Master... I won't run away..." She managed to sob against his leg, her body shaking and unable to take it much longer, tears streaming from her eyes and to the floor, leaning against him or else she risked falling to the ground from the pain he caused her, but she swore she would only fear him, nothing more than just fear of him.
 
He heard how she again expressed her desire to go outside and he looked over her and said. "Slave, if I can trust you, you can go outside by asking me, but since you keep running it is not going to work. You will have to gain my trust. Understand?" He asked her as he touched her back again and retracted four of the five marks, now just having one crawl through her body and give her pain. He wondered if she had finally broken and would behave without running away or making him torture her like this.
 
Listening she nodded her head quickly, not once had he said that to her, or else she might have obeyed at first instead of trying to get free. Feeling the touch on her back she flinched at first before realizing he was removing some of the pain, her body still shaking in pain from the one that remained, her body moved closer to him till she was at the end of her chain, raising up a little just so her head could rest on his knee, crying hard as she brought a hand to touch his thigh, her eyes still gazing down at the ground, "I understand Master... stop the pain... I understand... please no more... I don't want anymore pain." She whimpered faintly, the pain had been getting to her, but far more than she had thought, she had been holding back and between the drug used to sedate her before, and the pain of these strange powers of his she could hardly see straight, not including the tears, her head was spinning, her stomach was empty, she had not eaten for hours, and she had not had much sleep at all, she was completely worn out and was struggling to stay conscious. Her heavy breathing was soft, she tried hiding how much she wanted to rest, but not here, not in this place. She nuzzled her head against his leg whimpering softly in pain, "Please Master, I have learned my lesson, please stop the pain..." She pleaded her eyes briefly looking up at his before dropping again to the floor, her arms shaking as they tried to hold her up, and the pain going through her was not helping. She wondered if he had left any marks on her skin, knowing she bruised and marked easily when it came to physical pain, this however she was uncertain of.
 
"Earn my trust and you will get time outside." He reiterated to his bunny before he reached down and grabbed the final black mark from her body and smiled as she was left without a mark and he unchained her and sat down in the only comfortable chair in the entire room. "Lilli, come over here and show your master how sorry you are and apologize to him properly." He commanded as he looked over her and saw the tiredness in her eyes and knew that she will need a day to recover before he can begin her true training.
 
Feeling the pain finally go away she let out a breath of relief, having held it for what felt like an eternity. She seemed to take a moment to gather enough energy to move from her spot on the floor barely managing to crawl over to him, knowing if she stood she would tumble or faint. She moved over to him, very cautious and nervous, going to his legs again and looked up at him for a moment then back down at her lap, bringing her head to rest on his thigh as she spoke, trying to find her voice again, "I am sorry for running away master... I apologize for what I did and have learned my lesson please forgive me Master?" She pleaded, her head nuzzling against his thigh, offering her kind sweetness to him, willing to let him pet her if it would allow her to get some food and rest soon, she was worried about what else he might want from her as an apology, she had not been very sexually active with him since she was punished by him most of the time. She tried to slow her breathing to try not to seem so frightened and to obey him the best she could without hesitation.
 
He smirked and said. "That is a good beginning to the apology, but I know your mouth can do something better than just talk. It can suck and it knows how to suck well." He teased her as he stroked her ears and waited for her to begin what they both knew followed the words of a slave's apology. A slave always finished an apology with the most submissive sexual act a slave could perform. A blowjob. It should the slave's willingness to obey and ability to sexually please the master. Therefore, always needed after a punishment or apology.
 
Looking up at him she seemed to go even more pale than she already was, not wanting to have to do such a thing, but she did not want any more pain. Nodding slowly she held back from flinching away from his touch, half expecting him to take a hold of her ears, or even hurt her in some new way like he had done before. Her hand moved to his pants, rubbing her soft fingers against where his member was before unbuttoning his pants and unzipping them, being careful when pulling his member out of his pants. Biting her lip she debated doing this or not and sighed softly as she moved her mouth to lick at the tip of his shaft, teasing to get it harder before her mouth sank down the rod, little by little her lips slid down his shaft and got it slick with saliva before going further, knowing he was large and she was surprised that she could fit the entire thing down her throat, but not with mush ease, she often could not breath at that point since it would stuff her entire passage way. She licked, sucked, and played with his cock, doing as she was suppose to, but after what had happened before she was still afraid and so while it was still very good it was lacking lust or passion, any emotion other than fright of her master was gone, but she could not help it. She tried to associate his petting her ear with comforting her, knowing it probably was not what he had in mind, but it made her calm a little hoping he would be kind to her and not harm her, but she knew not to get her hopes up.
 
He kept his petting up and groaned when she started to deep throat him. He smirked at her and said. "Pet, why are you so nervous about pleasuring your master? You are very good." He smiled as his eyes traveled over her body and he realized just how beautiful this bunny was and why had he not fucked her silly and made her addicted to him he didn't know. He decided that that was the route he was going to take and she better like it. After a few minutes of her working his cock he began to pulse in her mouth and said. "You want my cum, you dirty little rabbit?" He smirked as she was sucking.
 
Hearing the question she pulled back for a moment using her hand in its place, stroking him, her hand so soft, warm and gentle, “I’m not nervous about pleasuring you, I am nervous about not doing well enough and getting punished again Master.” She answered truthfully. She brought her mouth back to his shaft, sucking on him again, her tongue working the best she could, but after he had commented she knew he was pleased with what she was doing and so seemed to relax a little. But that did not last long when he asked her if she wanted his cum, she became rigid again and remained silent, continuing what she was doing, merely nodding her head, but she could not look at him since even the nod was forced and a huge lie, she never wanted it in her mouth, but she had no choice, she knew her place, and that she had to please him, and if that meant her taking his load in her mouth she had to without question or complaint, but she knew she might get in trouble for lying, but if she had said no she might get punished for not saying yes, either was a possible lose for her. She did not want to serve him sexually, she had been trained to sing, dance, and play music, but nothing sexual she knew about other than what he forced on her.
 
He smirked and could tell she was lying and looked over her before moaning and releasing. Shooting his load into her mouth and smirking as he filled her mouth and pulled his cock slowly out of her cum filled mouth and he said. "Pet, swallow it." He demanded, knowing how much she disliked this and was going to make her finish up and then begin the training of a good horny bunny.
 
Feeling the hot cum go into her mouth she cringed whimpering softly as she swallowed once she could not take much more. The rest remained in her mouth till he pulled out, then she felt like she wanted to spit it out and vomit, but his order was to swallow and so she did as quickly as possible before coughing a little, her hands going to her stomach like she wanted to vomit it all up, her kind were not built for drinking anything but water, juice, and eating veggies, so her body did not agree with her swallowing the cum at all, but she would hold it in until he left her alone in a bathroom to vomit the stuff up. She lowered her head a little, looking at the floor as she waited for his next orders, wondering what he was going to do to her. She was frightened, not wanting a beating, but she had seen the other whore rabbits he had in the past and she did not want to be some brainwashed slut like them, she would rather take a beating every day than be one of them, if she was to be a pet then she would obey and do as she was told, but she refused to throw herself at him every day like a greedy cum guzzling whore.
 
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