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A Pet for masters Pet [for P a n d i s i m o]

Wolfy

Wolfy

Supernova
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Nov 7, 2010
She looked absentmindedly at the shadows outside the window. It was going to storm soon, and Chelsea knew it. The wind was whipping up and howling against the otherwise quite backdrop of the country house.

Chelsea let out a sigh. It was the stupid weather that had ruined her date. Unbelievable. She'd gotten all dressed up, in her best black stockings, her favorite matching miniskirt and a sexy lacy top. It was supposed to be a clear, bright night. Yeah right. Stupid weatherman. It hadn't been all bad at least, she thought as she let out a sigh, thinking back to events earlier this evening. It had just ended way to soon.

The house itself was dim on this stormy night, the only light on was the young girls bedroom. She turned her eyes back from the dreary sight outside to her school books. If she couldn't have her date, she'd at least get something productive done tonight. She folded her legs against her, laying down on the fluffy bed on her side, thumbing to another page in the book trying to get lost in her studies and forget the entire night.
 
[size=-2]Kino bad been observing the girl for awhile now. Nothing too forward, or intrusive. Just watching from afar when she was around, trying to get an idea of what kind of girl she was. She was certainly beautiful, so that was a plus. But he was curious as to what sort of personality she had. If she was going to be the present he was giving Cerrah, she had to be near perfect. He didn't want to disappoint the girl who had been more than loyal to him for years now.

Tonight was the night though, he had decided. Chelsea was the right choice. He had prepared everything well enough he thought. He had chloroform, and tranquilizer ready. Knock her out here and then a dose in the truck just to be sure. Of course he'd probably get himself a good feel of the girl first as well. He moved quietly across the floor, over to the bed where the girl was laying. He reached out slowly before wrapping his hands around her neck and pressing the cloth to her mouth and nose.

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Chelsea let out a muffled yelp when she was suddenly muzzled with the cloth. she tried to twist around bit her assailant quickly wrapped his other arm around her small frame, pinning her arms to her side. Her cry proved to be folly as her fear caused her heart to race, pounding in her ears. She tried to twist around in her attackers arms, struggling valiantly against him as he held the chemical-soaked cloth firmly over her mouth. Steams of muffled cries eked their way out from his vice like clamp over her lips.

She gazed deeply into the man's eyes, terror coursing in her veins, protesting beautifully as he pressed his hand against her breast. Soon her struggles started to slow as her mind clouded with the fumes. Gradually her pitiful struggles slowed, as the cloth pulled her deeper and deeper into her forced slumber, and after a few moments, her eyes rolled back in her head and she fell back against Kino her body limp.
 
[size=-2]The cute girl had given quite the fight. Which made him smile. he had watched her gorgeous eyes look deep into his ice blue ones and he had smiled. Because he had noted at that moment when he had squeezed her breast, her eyes were a little more lustful than scared. After shs fell limp in his arms, he pulled the cloth away. He looked her over once more with a smirk. She was wearing quite the cute little outfit tonight. His fingers reached down and pulled the little skirt up to make sure she was wearing panties. Noting the little wet spot there. It made him smile. "Don't worry dear...Cerrah is going to take good care of you...and your naughty little wants..."

He lifted her up into his arms and snuck back out of the house. He didn't take any of her things with them, if she needed anything Cerrah could buy it for her or share her own stuff. Kino carried her to the car where he laid her inside gently. Pulling out a syringe of tranquilizer and pressing the needle into the girls neck. He pushed the plunger down and watched as the liquid pressed into the girl. Afterwards, putting the syringe away to throw in the trash when he got home. "Let's get you to your new home Chelsea..." The tall man, with dark brown hair, and ice blue eyes climbed into the driver's seat and drove the girl home. He knew she would be out for awhile, and Cerrah was out shopping tonight. So he would leave her on his pet's bed to surprise her when she got home. He left her there in the same outfit, a little note on her frame.

'For my loyal pet, a pet of her own. I want you to take care of her, and show me that you can make her as loyal as you are.'
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Chelsea slept soundly for quite sometime, finally she started string from her slumber, small twitches and little jerks, in her body as she laid about on the bed. She thought she could hear a voice in her uneasy sleep, someone calling her name, but try as she might, she couldn't seems to shake off her slumber. As her mind started to awaken, she could feel something different, her bed felt strange. Why? The air too, it seemed a little warmer. Her brow furrowed over her closed eyelids as she turned onto her stomach, skirt twisting up around her hip. She heard it again. Who was that? What did they want? Her dreams seemed uneasy and her drugged-sleep mind couldn't piece together any of the random half-dreams crossing her mind.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah giggled as she watched the girl twist in her sleep. She could only imagine what was going through her mind. The young girl was sitting in a chair next to the bed, dozens of shopping bags around her. She was quite spoiled. Most of them from Victoria's secret. Cerrah was so excited at her new present. She would certainly have to thank her Master later. She was so cute! Cerrah watched as the girl rolled over and her little skirt rode up, a small blush tinted her cheeks. She reached down and took a peek underneath with a smile. She had quite a yummy little body, and Cerrah couldn't wait to get a better look.

Cerrah was young, with long brunette hair that she preferred to keep straightened. She had a slender frame, though curved where it counted. She didn't have giant breasts. Which she actually preferred. Hers were decently sized, perky and round. She knew her Master loved them. She giggled softly at the thought, her small stomach leading around to her round rump. Her Master said it was his favorite part of her. A perfect size, juicy, but not too big. Stuck out in that cute way that he loved. And showed off her long, sexy legs. She was a pale girl, but that was how she liked it.

"Chelsea...? Wake up sweetie..."[/size]
 
Chelsea's eyes slowly fluttered open, reviling deep pools of blue. Her head rolled around lazily turning to see the small girl looking at her. She turning her head, confused at what she was seeing. Her eyebrows bunched, her mind trying to figure out what this strange girl was doing in her room. She tried brush some hair out of her eyes, but when she tried to move she realized her hands were cuffed behind her back. Suddenly adrenaline started kicking in as memories of what occurred before she passed out came flooding back.

"Wh-what?" she mouthed, no words coming out yet as she twisted around on the bed, trying to get out of the cuffs, only succeeding in tangling herself up in the sheets as panic set in. What had that guy done to her? What was she doing in this bed? Who was this strange girl? "Please, help me, we can get out of here I know it. Just help me get the key's to these cuffs. Y-you can come to my house until we figure out how to get you home safely too." she spoke quickly, her heart starting to hammer in her ears again as the panic rose.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah giggled lightly as panic set in for the girl. She shook her head and smiled. "Now why would I take off the cuffs that I put on you silly? Not until you can behave." She nodded. Standing from the seat and moving to sit on the edge of the bed. Her fingers lightly brushing against the girl's thigh. "Chelsea...this is your home now. I don't want to leave at all. I love it here, and I have someone who cares about me and will do anything to make sure I'm happy. And I will do anything to make him happy. That's why he gave you to me. He wanted me to have someone like that while he is away. A little pet of my own."

She giggled lightly once more and bent to kiss the girl's forehead gently. "Please just accept it dear..I really don't want this to be a hostile relationship. I'm your Mistress now." She nodded, standing from the bed and going over to her dresser. She stopped and began to strip, wondering if the girl's eyes were on her. She unbuttoned the blouse and tugged it off. Following suit by pulling off the skirt she was wearing. She stood innocently in a pair of light pink boyshorts that showed off her round rump and long legs. And a matching lacey bra. "Master didn't bring any of your clothes or anything, so if you need something dear you can borrow mine for now. Until we can go shopping for you." She winked, bending down to the bottom drawer to pull out a night gown. [/size]
 
Master? Mistress? Chelsea thought, her mind racing now. What's she talking about? Who the hell is she? Chelsea's eyes took in the place, trying to work this whole mess out.

"I am no one's pet!" she said flinching at the touch. She started wriggling against her bonds, trying to free her hands. In spite of her protests, the little blond couldn't help but peek at the brown-haired beauty as she pulled of her clothing

Why was this happening to her? What was going on? It had to be a dream. Had to be. Yeah that was it. A Dream. A bad dream. She would wake up, in her comfortable bed wrapped up in covers. Any-moment now, she just had to wake up. "Wake up Chelsea. Wake up." she repeated, closing her eyes, trying to will it all away.
 
[size=-2]"Oh Chelsea, why must you make this difficult. You are someone's pet..." She giggled as she moved back over to the girl. Slipping her bra off as she did, letting her decently sized breasts bounce free. Showing just how aroused her small, light pink nipples already were. She slipped the light pink, sheer night gown over her head and tugged it down. It stopped just below her bikini line, and didn't do much to hide her breasts under the fabric. "I'm so lucky my master got me such a lovely little pet like you Chelsea..." Cerrah giggled and watched as the girl shut her eyes tight trying to wake herself up.

"Chelsea..." Cerrah watched as she did this a bit longer before sighing. "Fine, if you don't want to behave I'll just have to make you." As she said this she moved herself up onto the bed and over her pet, spreading her legs apart a little as she pressed down to lay over the girl, pressing her soft lips to the girls neck. She placed small kisses around the same spot for a while before softly moving her teeth across it. Letting the warm air from her breath tease the girl before she bit down into the sensitive flesh. Pressing her hips firmly against her pet's as she did. [/size]
 
Shivers ran down the small girls frame as her captor nibbled on Chelsea's neck. Her body tingled lightly when Cerrah pressed hers against Chelsea's own squirming frame, pushing her down into the bed. "N-no." she whimpered, closing her eyes tightly. "Y-You cant do this to me..."

Heart hammering in her chest, the little girl let out soft whimpers as Cerrah's warm breath rolled across neck, having to bite down on her lips as a moan threatened to escape. "This isnt... you... right..." she tried to protest but finding her resolve weakening with every brush of her captors teeth against sensitive flesh.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah began to grind her hips slowly against the girl as she bit a little harder into the soft flesh of her neck. Her fingers moving along the curves of the younger girl's body. She could tell quite easily, exactly what she was doing to this girl. She grinned as she moved her hips against her a little more firmly, and used her fingers to slowly push her pet's shirt up her body.

"It's every bit my right Chelsea, I'm your Mistress now, and we can either do this the easy way...where you submit to me and declare your loyalty..." She trailed off now as she pulled the shirt above the girls breasts, licking her lips at the sight, even though the bra was still in the way. "Or I can just leave you locked up like this. And we'll have a hostile relationship...though, that won't be very fun for either of us. Either way, you aren't leaving dear...this is your life now." She nodded, kissing the girls forehead and moving to unhook the bra she wore. [/size]
 
Chelsea tried to squirm away from Cerrah. "This is not my life!" she groaned, with much effort she wiggling out from under Cerrah, causing the girl to fall over onto the bed. Quickly she struggled to get to the end of the bed trying to get away. "And I do not have a mistress!" she growled, clenching her teeth tightly.

As she wiggled away across the bed, her skirt slipped down her hips, much to Cheslea's dismay. "Where am I?" she grunted, working to get to her bound feet - skirt falling around her ankles as she did so. She wobbled in for a moment, off balance before managing steadying herself. Her bright blue eyes darted around frantically, searching for a way to escape She felt her face growing red hot at her exposed legs and panties.
 
[sieze=-2]Cerrah giggled a bit, though she wasn't happy as the girl crawled out from under her. It was rude to do such a thing when she was trying her best to seduce. Was she that bad at it? Maybe her master had always just been nice to her about it. The idea made her pout a little as she turned to sit and watch the girl. Giggling at the sight of the skirt falling to the floor. "You do have a mistress silly! How can you deny my existence?" She laughed, watching her as she looked desperately for somewhere to leave through.

"Sweetie, there is no where to go..." She crawled off the bed and grabbed her skirt from the ground. Setting it gently on the end of the bed. She moved behind the girl afterward and wrapped her arms around her from behind. Kissing the top of her head gently and guiding her slowly back towards the bed. "Your old life is over...you finally have someone that's going to care about you, and love you...and make sure you're happy. Do you not want that? Your parents haven't even noticed you're gone yet.,.they may not even care when they do..." [/size]
 
Chelsea felt her heart sink a little at Cerrah's words. They would care. They had to care...
She blinked rapidly, pushing the idea from her mind.

"Not if it means your going to keep me prisoner! You cant own people Cerrah! I am not your property." she whimpered, squirming in the girls touch.
"A-and my parents don't know because I was kidnapped in the middle of the night!" her lip quivered, a heaviness settling on her heart. "Now give me my skirt back and remove these cuffs!" Much as she hated to admit it Chelsea was already confused about this whole thing, especially with Cerrah's warm body wrapping around her frame.
 
[size=-2]"Chelsea,,," Cerrah frowned, feeling like such a bitch for having to be the one that told her all of this. "It's been over a day and they haven't even reacted. My master has been watching them in case they came looking for you..." She sighed softly and kissed the girls neck gently. "Why would you rather want to be with them? When I'm offering you someone to love and care for you...and spoil you even." She turned the girl in her arms. Sighing lightly. She knew she was drawing the young girl in very quickly now.

"I don't consider you my property Chelsea...but I that doesn't mean I don't want to be your Mistress...I just want you to have someone that really does care for you. And would do anything for you." She nodded, kissing the girl's forehead gently. "I tell you what...I'll unlock the cuffs, and I'll even show you the exit. But are you sure that's really what you want Chelsea? You really want to go back to being alone and not even noticed by the people who raised you?" She blushed, not wanting the girl to take the offer, but Cerrah had to show her that she could trust her. [/size]
 
She furrowed her eyebrows, frustrated. They had to care. They had to! But giving her a way out? What was this girl playing at?
She bit her lip thinking about what Cerrah had said. She had a boyfriend and was popular -- one of the prettiest girls in the school. But how many people really paid attention to her? How long would it take for her friends to notice she was gone? To replace her?

She bit her lip. Her parent had to miss her. They had to be looking for her frantically.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah sighed lightly. She didn't seem to take her words to heart. "Chelsea, I know I seem like such a bad person. But I'm not, my master just wanted someone for me to love and take care of. He monitored a few girls to see who would be best, and he decided on you. He had to make sure whoever he took for me, as bluntly as this will sound, didn't have parents that would notice." She squeezed the girl's hand lightly and reached back on her table to grab the keys. She unlocked each of her wrists and nodded.

"I really don't want you to leave Chelsea, but I can't make you stay here either if you really hate the thought. I wouldn't want you to hate me all your life. Just know that they aren't looking okay? I don't want you to be disappointed. If you leave here...I don't know if my Master would let me take you back. Which means if you don't like what you saw...you'd have no where to go." Cerrah sighed lightly, watching her as she moved her fingers gently along her waist. [/size]
 
Chelsea's eyes looked over Cerrah's figure slowly, biting her lip as she rubbed the marks the cuffs had dug into her wrists when she pulled against them, her body shivering gently. Her parents would notice.... wouldn't they? What about her boyfr..... Hadn't he been blowing her off a lot lately? Haddent he been late for the date she'd worked so hard to get dolled up for?
 
[size=-2]She seemed to be taking it all in. Cerrah's cheeks were a dark red, she felt so bad for having to do this to the girl. But she wasn't lying to her. Cerrah was glad to see the girl wasn't running. So she took her hand in her own and lifted it to her lips, kissing each knuckle lightly before doing the same for the marks on her wrists. "Just know that I care about you Chelsea...and I will do anything to make my Chelsea happy." She nodded, tugging the girl back towards the bed a little. [/size]
 
"Y-your Chelsea?" she whimpered, her head feeling fuzzy.
"Wh....why do you want....." her lips pressed together tightly forming a thin line. She couldn't be a pet... thing like this never happened.... It just....
Her eyes looked over Cerrah's body again, her insides tingling at the feelings coursing in her young body, she allowed herself to be pulled along, putting up little resistance as her confused mind tryed to figure out if this was all just a dream or not.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah set on the edge of the bed, her little gown slipping up her thighs, but that didn't matter right then. "My Chelsea.." She nodded. "If you want to be mine.." She giggled, though blushing. The girl didn't finish her sentence, but Cerrah figured she knew the question. "Why do I want you to be mine so badly...?" She shrugged softly and sighed. "I don't know Chelsea...it's not that I'm lonely, but my Master saved me from my family. I was in the same situation you are. They didn't even look for me. He loves me and would do anything for me. And I just want to do that for you..."[/size]
 
The little blond let out a sniffle, she could feel her tender heart breaking as she processed the information. Why didnt her family love her? Didn't she work hard to be a good daughter? She did well with her classes and worked around the house... why haddent that been enough? What else should she have done? She couldn't do anything right and she knew it. She turned away from Cerrah, her small frame trembling.
 
[size=-2]Cerrah frowned when she heard the little sniffle. "Chelsea..." She reached out and gently slipped her hand into the younger girls, tugging slightly. Trying to show the girl that she could crawl closer. Into her lap or just rest her head on her Mistress' shoulder. "I know it's hard, but it's better this way. At least now you won't have to deal with them lying to you. And pretending like they love you..." She sighed softly as she squeezed the girls hand a little. "Please....let me take care of you. I promise I will show you what it's like to be loved and cared for..."[/size]
 
Without even realizing it Chelsea found herself crawling into the girls lap, curing herself up into a shivering ball. Her body yearned for comfort and consoling, even if she was still very confused on how her entire world could have turned upside down so quickly. "I don' "t understand..." she whimpered, how could everything have turned itself upside down in so short of a time? Who exactly was this girl, what did she really want from her? Chelsea didn't know and still didn't exactly trust her, but she needed someone.
 
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