Eventually, he’s going to take me out of this apartment, and I’ll feel vulnerable. He’s addressed his own fears about my safety. Those fears have transferred to me, making me slightly agoraphobic.
My days of leading and taking care of others are over. I’m a slave. A pet. A belonging. Is it enough to know that I’m alsoloved? At some point will I stop yearning for freedom and accept the fact that this is my fate?
I don’t have the answers, but as I nuzzle against Daddy’s cock—which has not reduced in size after his release—I try to focus on the positives. I need to learn to embrace this life, or I will die a miserable person.
TEN
“Have the other women I saw caged in that hideous, cold room been purchased?” I ask Daddy several days later. I’m sitting in his lap. He’s just finished feeding me a bottle. I fiddle with the front of his shirt as I ask, hoping I won’t displease him.
It’s not that he’s quick to anger. He’s mild-mannered. But he doesn’t like me nagging him or posing questions out of turn. If he doesn’t like my queries, he’ll give me a warning look and verbal reprimand. If I persist, he’ll spank me. At least he gives me the opportunity to change my tune or apologize.
He narrows his gaze. “I assume so, Little pet, but it’s none of our business. I won’t be inquiring about them or arranging for you to see them, so get that out of your head now. You’re mine. The sooner you accept that you belong right here with me, the easier your life will be.”
I sigh. I have no idea how far I can push this topic, but I need to assert myself. If I let him steamroll me all the time, I’ll eventually feel resentful.
I decide to be brave and lift my gaze to his. “I know you desperately want me to be a docile pet who obeys your every command, but I’m an intelligent being, Daddy. I have thoughts and feelings and emotions. I spent almost my entire life on thatspace station with those women. I was rudely yanked from my home, drugged, and sold into slavery. It’s human nature for me to be concerned about my friends. I’ll never stop worrying about them. I was a leader among them. I was one of the older girls shipped away from Earth. At four years old, I took care of newborn babies, day in and day out. There were no other options. They’re my family. I miss them. I just want to know what has happened to them, Daddy.”
I try to say all of that calmly but with enough emotion that he’ll understand how I’m feeling.
He turns me slightly toward him, leans me into a cradling position, and pops a pacifier in my mouth. It’s his way of telling me to shut up.
I’m kind of surprised when he rolls me against his chest and starts rocking me. He pats my bottom as if it’s time for a nap, but I woke up an hour ago.
For a long time, he rocks me in silence, and I begin to think he will totally ignore my request. Denying me information about my friends would be devastating in the long run, but pretending I didn’t ask about them would do a lot more damage to our relationship.
Lasim needs to understand that he’s going to have to give a little in this. I’m not meek enough to take what he’s offering me for a lifetime and pretend everything is just great. It doesn’t matter how many orgasms he gives me. I can experience pleasure if I’m forced to and still boil deep inside as my resentment grows.
I can’t see his face from this position. He has rolled me so my cheek is against his neck, and he uses one hand to press my head in close.
Eventually, he clears his throat. “I’m not ignoring your feelings, Little pet. I’m simply processing them.”
I sniffle, relieved. This is a big step.
“Venkorians do not have the kind of relationships humans seem to have. We aren’t emotionally invested in each other. We simply weren’t created that way. So I have no reference point. It’s partly why our women live in separate communities. We have no particular attachments that draw us to one another.”
But he has thatwith me. I know he does. Good thing he plugged my mouth. It’s keeping me from speaking out of turn.
Luckily, he either reads my mind or recognizes our bond because he acknowledges that as he continues, “You’re the first being I’ve ever felt connected to. Even though I met Luna when I visited Julan’s apartment, I couldn’t possibly have understood their dynamic. She was simply an obedient Little pet sitting next to her Master while I talked with him. Now that I have you, I’m going to assume that Julan and Luna have a bond similar to the one we have.”
He keeps rocking me and patting my bottom. I remain still and quiet, letting him speak.
“You’ve blindsided me to a certain extent, Little pet. You’re far more intelligent than I anticipated. I find that I like it when you sass me or defy me. It gives me an excuse to put my palm on your naughty bottom. I suspectyoulike when I spank you, too; that’s why you tend to misbehave.”
I squirm at his inference. He’s not wrong. It’s possible I defy him in order to earn a spanking. It happens about once a day. It’s not a conscious effort, but almost.
“Our scientists developed the idea of injecting our pets with a serum of our own essence to help with the bonding process. I assume if you were a furry pet with limited cognitive abilities, you would trail along behind me and want to sit in my lap and have me stroke your fur all day. That’s what the serum was intended for.”
His words are bone-chilling because, even though I’m not a furry house pet, I find myselfwantingto trail along behind him.I don’t like us to be separated, and I would be content sitting in his lap while he petted me. The serum has done its job.
“What our scientists didn’t do was research the intelligence of your species before injecting several of you and proceeding as normal. Another side effect is that the bond goes both ways. Even though I was not injected with your essence, the serum you received that causes you to feel drawn to me is ensuring the opposite is also true. I’m just as magnetically connected to you as you are to me.”
Is he? It seems like it, but I can’t be sure.
He chuckles and lowers me into the crook of his arm to meet my gaze. “I hate leaving you in a room, even to use the bathroom. I find myself having difficulty focusing on my work because my attention is on you all the time. I don’t care if all you’re doing is reading; I want to watch. I’m mesmerized by your every move.”
Wow. It’s huge that he’s willing to share this with me. I’m surprised. I’m also grateful. He’s showing me a tender emotional side I wasn’t entirely sure existed. I suspect he wasn’t aware of it before I arrived, either. This is huge.
“Then there’s the sexual aspect of our relationship. It wasn’t altogether unexpected. I saw the way Julan looked at Luna. His expression mirrored the way I now look at you. Like he wanted to devour her.”