Things You Can't Say five

After the anime is over, Master takes me upstairs. Instead of having me walk all the way upstairs on all fours, he carried me. Since I was tired from everything that has happened today. Not just the whole learning to walk on all fours thing. And trying to run like the animal that he wants me to be. That wasn’t really all that easy at all. A whole lot less easy than I had ever thought it would be. Not that I ever gave walking on…oh, who cares.

I still never expected to be so exhausted from walking or running all day. Never knew that this would be so hard. But at least he’s carrying me upstairs instead of making me walk to the stairs. Or climb up them. They were so damn difficult the first time around. And they would probably be more so when I’m tired like this. I rested my cheek against his shoulder as he went up the stairs. It was nice. Being cared for by someone. Even if that someone was a total creep was kind of…good? Maybe that means something is absolutely wrong with me for liking this. Like something is wrong in my head. That’ll be a problem for future me to deal with. Right now, I will just allow myself to enjoy being pampered or treated like a well-loved pet like this.

It's not like he’s harming me or beating me. He’s trying to be kind and he’s doing a somewhat decent job at it. I find myself smiling as he walks down a hallway past the playroom. Right to the end of the hallway to a bedroom. He pushed open the door and I cringed at the smell. Looking over my shoulder I resisted the urge to frown at the sight that lay before me. His room was almost as repulsive as he is. It was huge with minimal furniture in it. Just a dresser that looked like it had seen much better days. Along with a nightstand that had a dirty lamp on it. I highly doubt that it was going to be able to work at all. Then there was the bed that he had. A huge California King bed that had rumpled black bedsheets on it. Along with various food wrappers and bits of half-eaten food that looked to be moldy from where I was. It was by far the most disgusting stuff that I had seen in the longest time. There were some strange bodily fluid stains that I could see on the bed sheet that made me want to cry. Resisting the urge to cry or vomit, I just looked for where I would hopefully be sleeping.

And hopefully it wouldn’t be that bed with him.

Feeling completely relieved as I finally spotted what I believed I could be sleeping on. It was a rather nice-looking bed, all things considered. This thing was something that most people would get huge dogs to sleep on. And considering my height, I probably would be able to sleep on it without any issue. Though I wish that I had a blanket along with those pillows on it. I also really wish that it wasn’t hot pink. As bright pink is my least favorite color in the entire world. But I won’t care since it looks like it’s comfortable. One that I would be getting a decent night’s sleep on. At least I’m hoping that I will be able to get a decent night’s sleep on that thing. The fact that I had a bed was something that I was grateful for in the weirdest way possible.

This is so damn weird.

Looking down at it I fully realized it had the name ‘Princess’ on it. Embroidered on the pillows and the bed itself. In really cutesy cursive letters that were feminine as Hell and makes me uncomfortable. I don’t understand why he would get me this kind of stuff or why the Hell. But I wasn’t going to say anything as Master gently laid me down on the bed. And I wondered where the Hell he got this from. Since he doesn’t seem to be the type to do this kind of thing. Not because I think a guy like him can’t embroider, Master probably could. But I doubt that he has the patience to sit down and do that kind of thing at all. I also wonder how much Master spent on all of this. Not just the embroidering on the mattress cover for this thing. Or pillowcases. But for the pillowcases and the mattress that he put on the floor. Gently, Master sets me down on the bed. It was just as plush as I had hoped that it would be. Sleeping here is going to be wonderful.

At least for an hour.

Just one hour is all I’m going to need. I was going to escape this terrible place soon as I possibly can. That way Master isn’t going to catch me. He gently pats my head to remind me that he is there. With an annoying creepy smile on his face as I looked at him. There was this creepy glimmer in his eyes that makes me highly uncomfortable. There’s something about him that deeply unsettles me as I laid on the bed. Trying my hardest to not shudder or tremble. And this time, I’m actually doing good at it.

“Goodnight, Princess. Tomorrow is going to be a good and busy day for the both of us.”,he informed me. Kneeling as he leaned down to kiss my forehead. Which felt disgusting and I hated it. But I did my best to not attack him over this. Or even tried to struggle to get away from him either. Since I know he’s going to be upset if I try to move away from him in any capacity. He continued,”We’re going to be visiting so many different places tomorrow and you’ll be getting a physical.”

“As I’m going to be getting you fixed, baby.”,he explained. Fixed? Like a damn animal? He’s going to have me fixed?! What the fuck? It’s my body! I can’t let him fix me! What if I want children in the future? Okay, maybe I won’t. But for fucks sake I want to be able to have control over my body. Why would he take this kind of decision away from me for? Just what the Hell? I stared at him with wide eyes as I couldn’t believe this. Sniffling as I tried to keep my breathing steady. Gently patting my head, he informed,”Shh, Princess. Honey. You’re going to be perfectly fine. This person is a great doctor.”

“Your healing process is going to go well. I just think this will be good for you, you won’t have periods anymore.”,he tries to cheer me up. Petting my head as he stares at me deeply in the eyes. It’s almost unnerving as I stared into his. This was by far the most fucked up situation that I had ever been in. Periods? This was this was about? He didn’t want to deal with me having a period anymore? He added,”We really can’t have you bleeding all over the place. And period products are expensive.”

Yeah, and I doubt this house is cheap. Or anything else in this room is cheap. But me needing period products would be way too expensive for him to afford. Of course, he would say something like that. Why else would he suggest this? It’s a hysterectomy from what I can tell. It’s going to be difficult for me to be able to heal from. As far as I can tell it’s going to be difficult. And I schooled my features into something a whole lot calmer as I nodded my head. Trying to make sure that I didn’t anger him as I laid my head down on the bed he had gotten for me. Anything to make sure that he doesn’t hurt me or want to hurt me. Inwardly freaking out about the whole fact he was going to get me ‘fixed’ or ‘spayed’ or whatever you call it.

Everything is going to get scooped out either way. And the idea of being made completely infertile freaked me out. This wasn’t right. I was supposed to be the one to decide whether or not if I had kids. Whether or not I was going to get my whole uterus removed either. It is for me to decide. Me. Not HIM! For a few seconds I had this thought that maybe the person that was doing this wouldn’t do it. After all I heard you had to have at least three or so kids and be in your late thirties. And I haven’t had kids. I’m not old enough at the very least for this kind of thing. So maybe, maybe I’ll be lucky and that this doctor wouldn’t want to do it at all. That’s what I thought until I heard what he said next. My blood felt like it froze in my veins as I stared at him. He muttered,”He’s a really good friend of mine and he’s taken care of pets like you.”

“He’s going to be so kind to you when we’re there.”,Master added. This sends a chill down my spine as I stare at him. Not allowing my fear to show on my face as I felt so disturbed. So, this operation will happen no matter what. There won’t be anyone to be the voice of reason for me. Or anything like that. Won’t even save me if Master’s words mean anything. As he said that I’m not the only person that he’s dealt with like this. My heart dropped to the floor as any ideas of getting away were dwindling in my mind. Despite how hard I clung onto them. Master patted my head as he continued,”It won’t be the only operation that you’ll be getting either. A couple of months later you’ll be getting your arms and legs amputated.”

“You’ll be getting some beautiful paw prosthetics made beforehand. So that way when you’re fully healed you can use them.”,he informed me. My stomach twisted as I tried to not feel despair at the idea of being turned into that. Paw prosthetics. Paws. I don’t want to be forced to walk on prosthetic paws. I wanted my feet and hands. How the Hell would I be leaving if I lost them? Oh god. I wouldn’t be able to leave if I lost any of my limbs at all. It was one of the most horrific things that I had ever heard of in my life. And I really can’t let it show on my face as I stared at them. He patted my head as I tried to relax on the large dog bed. He added,”This time is going to be a regular vet visit. Just going to see how good your health is and what you weigh.”

“We’re probably going to get you vitamins and other such things. Maybe a shot or something like that.”,Master continued. That really didn’t sound too terrible. But the fact that they’re doing it to probably see if I’m healthy enough? It terrified me a little bit that they were going to do this. And that there’s some weirdo going to be seeing me naked in these weird restraints. No, no, there won’t be. All I must do is take a short nap then climb down the stairs backward. Just an hour of sleep and then I’ll get the Hell out of this terrible nightmare. One hour. It shouldn’t be too hard to sleep for just an hour. I shut my eyes as I lay down on the giant dog bed. Nuzzling the pillow that was next to me. Keeping my cheek against it. Praying that Master is a heavy sleeper. Otherwise, this escape is going to be ruined entirely.

That is going to be the most difficult part of this whole escape if I’m honest. If Master is a light sleeper, then I’m doomed. If he’s a heavy sleeper and I make any form of noise, then I suppose I’m fine. But I’ll do my best not to make any form of noise escape. Not to tempt fate in the smallest bit. My luck hasn’t been the best in recent years. After all, I ended up being homeless and being kidnapped by Master. Who knows how long this asshole has been following me for? When did he know when I was going to be the most vulnerable? I didn’t really want to know any of this. Though I sort of wanted to have some answers on why he went after me like this. Even if it’s going to be horrific. Maybe I can get those answers when I get to the police and get him arrested. I just got to sleep for an hour and then I’ll be getting out of here. I was going to do it. I was going to escape this house that easily and he’ll be in prison in no time. Keeping my eyes closed I listened to him get to his feet with a low grunt. Then I heard his footsteps move away from the bed.

Soon I heard him walking towards somewhere near the bedroom. After a second, I heard water rushing and I think I heard him brushing his teeth. Considering how bad his breath is I’m surprised to know he does brush. Maybe he wasn’t brushing as good as he should have been. Though I’m pretty sure that he didn’t own one. A small part of me wished that I could brush my own teeth. As my mouth felt a little disgusting. Maybe if I asked Master good enough, he…no, he isn’t going to get me a toothbrush. Or allow me to brush my teeth at all. I’m going to get the Hell out of this terrible place tonight. And I’m going to be buying my own toothbrush after a few months. Maybe even less time if I can get to a decent homeless shelter in time.

I don’t know where but anywhere is better than here. Just anywhere at all. Maybe even a giant dumpster. Anywhere that isn’t near my kidnapper and his horrible smelling house of garbage and bullshit. I’m going to get the Hell out of this nasty place. Even if it’s the last thing that I do. Well, I’m hoping it isn’t going to be but…oh God, please don’t let me die in this Hellhole. Frowning a little, I heard the bathroom sink turn off. Followed by a flushing noise. Then the sound of his footsteps moving around the room once more. Right to where I assume the lightswitch is. Soon the lights were turned off and I dared to open one of my eyes to look. This wasn’t going to be easy to get used to but I wasn’t going to let this deter me from fleeing this monster. While I slowly got used to the dark, I heard Master walk back to his bed. Laying down with a loud groan. Like he was exhausted from everything that he had gone through. I mean I guess carrying me around isn’t easy but, he could have avoided that easily. By not fucking kidnapping me. That would have made his life a whole lot easier and mine, too. But I ignored that as I listened to him settle down on his bed. The mattress made shifting noises as he took a couple of minutes to settle down. I wished he would just fall asleep so that way I could get a small nap in. After that, I’ll be running or well quickly shuffling the Hell out. A few minutes later, he called out,”Goodnight, Princess. Tomorrow is going to be one Hell of a day. But we’ll get through it together.”

“Master loves you!”,he continued. In a tone that was completely sweet and seemingly innocent. And God my stomach twisted as I stared towards his bed. My eyes were slowly starting to get used to the dark. Silence weighing heavily in the room as I struggled to think of what to say. What to do. As I didn’t feel anything towards this terrible asshole. Aside from disgust and fear. Did…did he want me to tell him that I loved him too? That would be difficult as I absolutely despise the bastard. There would be no way that I could tell him something like that. Not now or ever. Struggling to pick my words, I stared at the bed. Trying to find any words that would work. Say something that wouldn’t be considered insulting by his standards. But nothing came up. After a few seconds Master let out an audible sigh that terrified me. He gently stated,”Master understands that you don’t believe him, Princess. And that right now you don’t trust him. It’s only been a day since you got here.”

“But I do love you and you don’t have to say it back. You don’t. I promise that I’ll keep you nice and safe here.”,he continued. His tone was gentle and kind. For a second, I almost believed him. I almost would have if it weren’t for the stuff on my arms and legs reminding me where I was. And just how screwed I was, too. Master wasn’t going to fool me into thinking that he was keeping me safe. Or that he really loved me. It was clearly a complete lie. He just wants someone to keep. There’s no love in this horrible thing. I would rather be anywhere but this Hellhole. In fact, I would be better off in a giant dumpster.

A normal dumpster would be a whole lot less dehumanizing if I’m honest.

It was only after a few minutes that I heard her sleeping noises. Somewhat loud snoring that surprised me. And I lay down more fully on the bed as I shut my eyes once more. Grateful for how plush the bed was as I curled in on myself. Using one of the new pillows that were there and putting it under my head. This was the best pillow that I had ever laid my head on in years. I don’t think I can remember a time when I had a pillow this soft. Not in years. But I tried to ignore that as I relaxed on the bed. Slowing my breathing as I started to drift off. Reminding myself that I would just need one hour. One hour and then I would be climbing down those stairs backward. It would be awkward, but I was going to manage it. Somehow manage to open that front door and find someone to help me. All I had to do was get an hour of sleep in. Getting to sleep was more difficult than it normally had been but, I managed it.

I smiled as I found myself outside of this horrible smelling house. Wearing clothes that were too big. And smelled like Master. But they were better than the cursed paw mittens that he put on me. The fact that I was able to walk was also a plus in my book. Able to run as fast as I wanted to down the cursed road of his home. Straight towards a small town as I ran as hard as I could. Pavement feeling so good under my feet. There were several people standing in front of me as I smiled broadly. Waving to them, I tried to scream but no words came out. Instead, a muffled moan came out of me. Slowly I found myself sinking into the street. Trying to scream towards the people that I had seen in front of me, but they couldn’t see or hear me. In a matter of seconds, I was up to my knees in the asphalt then up to my thighs. Up to my hips. And soon it was up to my waist. This made moving difficult as I tried to make any form of noise. Tried to scream or beg someone to come help me as I sank to my chest.

Then it was around my throat, and I opened my eyes as I sat up. Choking back the scream that formed on my lips. Finding myself still in the bed that I had fallen asleep the night before. Still listening to Master’s even breathing as I sat there getting my bearings. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was very light in the room. And that I slept for longer than the hour that I wanted to. Way longer than I had originally wanted to. My stomach twisted as I glanced up at Master’s bed. Thinking of my chances of fleeing the room without him noticing that I was leaving. But I realized that I probably had made a lot of noise when I was having my nightmare. If he hadn’t woken up during that, he probably wouldn’t be waking up for me to leave. So, I took a deep breath as I got out of the bed and started to walk towards the door. Being as quiet as a mouse as I breathed a sigh of relief because the door being slightly ajar. That was going to make this a whole lot easier. A whole lot easier. Then I walked towards the thing and slowly opened it. Keeping a careful eye on Master as I opened it slowly. Which wasn’t making any form of noise as I got it open. For once I was lucky in that respect.

Carefully, I walked around it as I started walking down the hallway. Moving slowly to keep him from being able to hear my footsteps. Or at least I’m hoping he won’t be able to easily hear my footsteps. Knee steps? Who cares. I just did my best to walk towards those damned stairs. But when I took only two steps, I heard his alarm going off and I turned towards the bedroom. Panic flooding through me as I headed towards his bed. Moving to the side of the bed that he was on and sitting next to it. Trying to make sure that my breathing was even as I stared at him.

Mentally willing him to not realize that I had tried to escape earlier. That he had been too deep into sleep to notice it. And I held my breath in anticipation as he turned off the alarm that was on his nightstand. A normal looking one. It had a few cat girl stickers on it that made me feel weird. They were a whole lot more sexual than I thought they would have ever been. My stomach twisted in disgust, but I did my best to ignore it as I stared at Master while he slowly sat up. Making grunting and groaning noises as he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He then glanced down at me and a sleepy smile came to his face. Which would have been sweet if it weren’t for the fact he was my kidnapper. And the fact that he had so much power over me.

If it were a normal situation and we were an actual couple then, it’d be okay. But yeah, it isn’t and I’m not.

“Good morning my beautiful little Princess.”,he mumbles at me. Reaching over to pat my head as he grinned even wider. Like he was happy to see me sitting next to his bed like this. And that I did because I loved him. Not to make sure that he hadn’t realized that I hadn’t just tried to sneak out. Which is what I’m really hoping for in the moment. Though I’m not faking the lean into his hand. As I was slowly getting used to his touching. Maybe I’m more touch starved than I originally thought I was. Quietly, I stated,”Good morning, Master.”

“I’m so happy that my little baby is right here for me…even if she did try to escape our bedroom.”,he muttered as he leaned over. Picking me up from the floor and setting me down in his lap. Causing my blood to freeze in my veins as I stared up at him in horror. My stomach was twisting further as I didn’t know what to do or say as I sat there. Feeling like an idiot as I couldn’t believe he noticed that my movements were like that. I stared up at him with big eyes. Trying to not cry as I tried to think of how to apologize for my stupid thought to flee. He smiled as he hugged me tight to his body as he squeezed me gently. Giving me a little pat on the head as he did so. Gently, he stated,”I heard your steps before I fully woke up. You don’t walk quietly, Princess. But Master won’t punish you for trying to leave because you made the right choice.”

That would have relieved me if it weren’t for the fact that you know. He wants to chop off my arms and legs. Still, I couldn’t stop myself from sniffling as tears slowly ran down my cheeks in relief. Gently Master wiped my tears away as he kissed my cheeks gently. It felt gross but I welcomed it for once.

“Shhh…it’s okay, Princess. Master won’t do it this time because you were smart and made the right decision. He is so proud of you baby.”,he added. Grinning widely as he started to get out of bed with me against him. This weirdly relieved me and I found myself slowly calming down. A lot faster than I expected to ever do so. Pressing my cheek against his shoulder as we walked to the bathroom. Finding it odd how much him holding me against himself was keeping me relaxed. Despite everything that had happened between these past twenty-four hours. It was kind of strange being ‘loved’ like this. In fact, I don’t think I have ever been loved like this before in my life. Shoving it down, I noticed how clean the bathroom was. Sure, it was a little dusty. It smelled kind of gross but not as bad as the rest of the house. Then again, I think a truck stop bathroom would smell better than the rest of the house. For a second, I wondered why the Hell did he bring me into the bathroom for? Just as I was about to ask, he explained,”Alrighty, Princess. It’s time for me to brush your teeth. A shower.”

“And I’m sure you need to go potty as well.”,he added. My face burned bright red at the mention of ‘potty’ and ‘shower’. But I wanted to have my teeth brushed. It was something that I have wanted to do since last night. Mostly because it’s something that would make me feel a whole lot more normal. The idea of him brushing my teeth for me, however, disgusted me to my core and I sighed. Though I didn’t resist as we headed over to the sink to allow him to brush my teeth. There was no way that I could do that thanks to the mittens on my hands making it rather difficult. All I could hope for was that he would be gentle while brushing my teeth for me. And that he wouldn’t gag me with it.

So, I just watched him bring out a toothbrush from a small drawer. There were two toothbrushes in it. A large one that is navy blue and looked like something that I would normally use. But of course, that wasn’t going to be the one that he was going to use on me at all. As the toothbrush that was next to it was a small cat themed pink one. That looked like it should be for a younger person. But I ignored that feeling as he picked it up, turned the faucet on to wet it. Then set it down on the countertop carefully. He used his free hand to spread his toothpaste onto my new brush. Being careful not to put too much or too little. It was impressive to watch.

Well, it would have been if it weren’t for the fact that I hate him. And he wouldn’t have to do it with one hand if he let me sit on the ground. My mind brought up the idea of it being a whole lot easier if he had done that. But I don’t put any energy into it as he brought the damned thing up to my lips. Obviously, I opened it to allow him to brush my teeth for me. And I was pleasantly surprised by how gentle he was while brushing my teeth. Taking great care to not gag me or brush too hard with the toothbrush. It was kind of weirdly nice having someone else brush my teeth for me. Still, I wish that I could brush my own teeth instead of having him do this.

I also would love to have my own hands free.

And I would love to have the use of my legs along with it. Just being able to stand here and brush my own teeth would be lovely. Then again there’s a lot of things that I would love to do, and I shouldn’t dwell on them. None of this was really helping me in the long run. And getting stuck in my thoughts aren’t good either.

Soon as he was done brushing my teeth, he helped me spit into the sink. Getting a small cup and filling it with water to help properly rinse my mouth out. It was nice. This would have felt like pampering if it weren’t for the fact that he was disgusting. When we were done, Master hurriedly got us over to the shower. For the briefest moment, I thought that he was going to undo the binding on me. Allow me to shower without them. A small chance to stretch my aching limbs as I stared at him with a hopeful look on my face. Master chuckled as he rubbed the top of my head. Undoing my braids and taking the ears off. Setting them to the side before turning on the water. Quietly, he informed me,”The gear can handle a shower, Princess. Can’t run the risk of you running away before you’re fully used to this life yet.”

“Now, let’s get our shower done and then you can go potty.”,he added. Both things made my face turn red as I glanced down at the ground. When the shower was ready, he stripped out of his clothes and tossed them to the side. This made me close my eyes as I felt him get me under the spray. Chuckling as he started to wash my hair. Commenting on how shy I was acting. It’s not my fault that I don’t want some stranger’s body as I kept my eyes shut tightly. Who would want to? Aside from his creepy ass. But I did my best not to dwell on it as he started washing my hair. It felt so good to have someone else do my hair. As it’s been the gentlest touch that I’ve had in a long time. I really can’t remember a time that someone’s been this gentle with me.

Ever.

Leaning into his touch, I couldn’t stop smiling a little bit. Still not opening my eyes as he washed shampoo. Then a few minutes later, the conditioner. Calmly, he stated,”So shy, baby. I promise that you’ll get used to showers like this, Princess.”

“Then soon you won’t be bothered by our combined nudity. And you’ll keep your eyes open during this next time.”,Master sighed. As if he were hopeful that I wouldn’t be bothered with this kind of thing. Though I don’t see myself ever getting used to this kind of thing. His disgusting attitude and hands on my body. In ways that are just gross and creepy. Okay, so I’m exaggerating a little bit. This shower wasn’t entirely terrible in my book. In fact, it was kind of lovely if I’m honest. I won’t ever admit it to him, ever. I would rather be set on fire than admit that being treated like this was sort of nice. The soap that he was using smelled wonderful as he massaged it into my skin. Something that surprised me since the guy generally smells like sweat and stale pizza. Still smells like that. But I guess that maybe he was just a generally sweaty guy? And we did eat pizza last night for dinner so that might be the reason.

Maybe.

Anyways. He quickly washes me up before getting to work on his own body. I felt a whole lot dirtier than when we started. Mostly thanks to the way he was touching me during the whole thing. It may not have been sexual, but it still felt disgusting to me. Quietly, I stated,”Thank you, Master.”

“You are very welcome, Princess.”,he informed me. I just ‘stood’ there listening to him clean himself up. When he was done, he turned off the shower and then picked me up. Helping me use the toilet by holding me over it awkwardly. He informed me that my toilet would be installed in a couple of weeks. That it was a squatting one that he heard about on television. I think. At any rate he just helps clean me up afterward and washes his hands when he’s done. Then he dried us both off with an extremely fluffy towel that he had. Braiding my hair once more around the ears that he picked up from the countertop. Getting them firmly placed in my braids. Using black ribbons this time around. Then he gently led me to the bedroom.

Getting his own clothes out of his dresser as I stared down at the floor. Trying to avoid having to look at his naked body. It was awkward for me as I sat there listening to him get dressed. Soon as I was sure that he was, I glanced up. He wore a Marvel shirt with Wolverine on it. A pair of jeans that were cleaner than I thought they would be. Since the house is super filthy after all. He slipped on some decent white socks that looked just as clean as his jeans. Then he glanced down at me as he picked up something from a drawer in the dresser. My blood turned to ice as he brought it out. A bright pink muzzle with the word ‘Princess’ written in rhinestone words. Master then pointed to the spot in front of him as he gently ordered,”Sit here, baby.”

“This muzzle is for your own good, I promise. After we get this visit over with, we’ll have a very special breakfast together.”,he promised. A small part of my brain wanted to know what it was. But the rest of me was too terrified to want to come forward as I stared at the item in his hand. Seemingly innocent. Almost too innocent. But I knew it wouldn’t be wise to refuse him as I walked over to the spot in front of him and sat down. Allowing him to slip the strange muzzle on me. There was this odd plastic thing inside of the muzzle that pressed my tongue down once it tightened to my head. It didn’t hurt but it didn’t feel that great either.

At least it didn’t hurt.

This really wasn’t helping me feel any less terrified of what was going to happen to me. Or the fact that some other person was going to see me like this. Naked and in creepy gear that belongs in a fetish shop. But I don’t really have a say in anything as Master picked me up once more. Getting downstairs in record time as he headed to the front door. Slipping on some sandals that had seen better days. He held me close as he unlocked the locks on the door. Stuff that my brain hadn’t remembered when I thought of the escape plan last night at all. Carefully walking out of the house with me tight against his chest. I had wrapped my arms around his neck as he moved around. Shutting the door and locking it behind him before heading towards a creepy van. One that looked like something out of a terrifying horror movie. And while we walked, I got a better view of this house that he was living in now.

This place was a whole lot larger than I had anticipated it was going to be. My eyes went wide as I glanced around it. Wondering how the Hell Master afforded this house. A small part of my mind made me realize that it might have been inherited. And that maybe this was the one thing his mom had given him. That she had died before he kidnapped me from the alleyway that he found me in. This made sense as to why he said what he said not that long ago. About her not…not being around and him being able to have a pet now. Which made my skin crawl as he got me into the front seat. Carefully buckling me in with a normal seatbelt. Then he took a leash from the glovebox and clipped it to the collar that he put on me yesterday.

All I got a view of the entire time that Master drove were treetops. He gave an annoyed grunt everytime I tried to sit up normally. So, I sort of lay on the passenger-side seat as we drove to this place. That I didn’t get a proper view until he finally parked the van in the parking lot of the place. All I got was a slight view of the roof at first. It looked like a weird vet’s office. When he got the leash unclipped and me unbuckled from the passenger-side seat and picked me up. Walking me towards this place that looked like an innocent vet’s office. Right until I saw a young man walking on all fours like it was normal. He had dark green dog gear on himself. Paw mittens, leg restraints, a muzzle like my own, and dark green puppy ears with a matching tail. His chest had strange scars on it that made me afraid his ‘owner’, a tiny blonde woman, had hurt him. She gives Master this strange smile that makes me glare at her as we walk past. Without thinking, I swat at her as I let out a low hiss.

It surprised me as we headed into the ‘vet’ office. Master just laughs along with the strange woman. Apparently neither of them seems to find it disrespectful. And I was grateful that Master didn’t want to punish me either. Instead, he just rubbed my back gently as we walked to the front desk. A pretty lady in green scrubs with dark brown hair was sitting there. She smiled up at Master in a friendly way. She informed,”Hello, Bradley. He’s waiting for you in the second room down the hall.”

“Thank you, Beverly.”,Master stated. His name being Bradley was surprising to me. For some reason my brain thought that he would be a ‘Richard’. But that could just be my anger with him. While we walked, Master continued to pet me until we got to the right door of the place. Opening it to reveal a buff redheaded man with mint green scrubs. Wearing light blue gloves. He smiles as he motions us to come in. Calmly, he asked,”Hello, Bradley. Is this Princess?”

“Yes, Dr. Draper. She’s ready for her first appointment.”,Master answered. Setting me down on a cold metal table. That creepy doctor getting closer as I lowered myself. Praying that this will be over soon. And that it won’t be too painful.