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Here Kitty-Kitty (EpicGirl&StarlitDreams)

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Quite frankly, Gavin wasn't really used to these things. He shifted uncomfortable in his chair, despite the fact that it was actually a rather comfortable seat, reminiscent to the ones that you would generally find in movie theaters, only softer and larger to accommodate the rather portly customers that frequented these markets. Gavin looked at those types of customers with a look of disgust. They were nothing but pigs looking to find their next under aged sex-toy.

Gavin however, he looked at the platform looking for a pet; a feisty boy to break in slowly and painfully. The fact that the boys and girls at this market had rather... feline-esque features was just one of the best parts of this auction.
 
Tristan was a 17 year old boy, he had been caught by someone just a few days ago, and the only reason was because he was a neko, more specifically, he had cat ears, a tail and claws. His tail and ears were white, and his hair was a light blonde, which stopped just above his shoulders. He had sapphire blue cat-like eyes which complemented his hair nicely. Tristan was a virgin still, and hoped that he could stay that way, but he doupted that.

Tristan had a black collar around his neck and his wrists were tied together behind his back, all he was wearing was said collar and a pair of blue boxers which were a little tight. He was rather skinny, and slightly weaker than he would usually be since he had been beaten hours before. Tristan glanced at the crowd, a frown on his face as he averted his eyes back to the ground, his tail flicking from side to side, he currently looked very submissive, but he was a fiesty one, but he didnt show that side all the time. When he felt someone push him on stage with the others he growled a little before then slowly walking to where they were meant to stand, a slightly irritated look on his face as he looked to the side ever so slighlty, not wanting to look at the crowd
 
One by one, the slaves were sold. Some were given to women, yet most to men. And Gavin couldn’t help but compare himself to every one of them. He was better then them, he thought, rather egomaniacally. And no one could really argue with him on that one. He was rich, intelligent, and successful. He didn’t even have to work anymore. He could spend all of his time at home with whatever lucky boy he bought. Not to mention attractive. Perhaps it was his diplomatic blood shining through. His hair was an incredibly dark brown, to the point of being almost black, and it ran a few inches past his shoulders. His light green eyes were wide and intelligent, and he was very, very well built. Even through his t-shirt, one could see that he paid very close attention to his fitness.

As the next Neko walked onto the stage, Gavin’s eyes widened. In his 22 years on this planet, he had never seen a finer specimen. This boy would do perfectly. He was pretty, small, and seemed to not be completely broken. Well, Gavin would have to fix that. As the boy was introduced as ‘Number 28,’ the older man grinned and called out the first number that popped into his mind. And one-hundred and twenty eight thousand dollars later, Number 28 belonged to Gavin.
 
Tristan glanced into the audience, he didnt make any direct eye contact with anyone and his face stiffened into a small scowl as he saw Gavin had won him. Soon enough he was lead of the stage, growling as someone touched his tail. He waited for his new master to come and get him, he was still growling lowly and his tail end and flicking a little, in a sort of warning way. He watched as Gavin walked up to him, and he then looked away and back down to the ground as his ears flattered and his claws extended a little. The neko stepped back a little, but he felt someone else behind him, the one who had kidnapped him. He mentally sighed as he just stood where he was
 
“It would seem that my new kitten doesn’t like me,” Gavin said, his full lips forming into a mock-frown. Despite his complaint, he handed the money over to the man behind Tristan and grabbed the boy by the collar. “Try anything and you won’t make it to your new home,” he growled, pulling at the collar, hard. He led the Neko to his car. It was an up class, luxurious limousine, and one that reflected the way that Gavin preferred to live, extravagantly and comfortably. He knocked on the window and the door opened. “Now get in,” he ordered, letting go of the collar and giving his new pet a shove. He had a rather nice home waiting for him, but first, he had a few errands to run and wasn’t going to let his property get out of hand and spoil that.
 
Tristan glanced at his master, still with a scowl on his face, he hated being a kitten and the rope tying his wrists together were the only things stopping him from scratching him in the face. He gasped for air as his collar was grabbed and he was being dragged away, he was forced into the car and he growled lowly, sitting down on one of the chairs and wrapped his tail around him, his eyes narrowed as he looked at him again, he still has his hands tied together so he was really uncomfortable right now without the use of his hands, he just looked sown as his tail rested around his neck
 
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