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Jason watched Ellie’s fuzzy white scut disappear into the hole. He stared at the hole for a few more seconds before turning for home. This past day had been so surreal. He could hardly believe he’d met the little doe who had saved him again, and when she’d first appeared with Oliver, he’d thought he was imagining things. And now we’re dating. Jason wasn’t sure how serious the rabbit had been. He’d been the one to suggest they live together first; it had been a foolish suggestion, a naive fantasy from his childhood. But then she had offered to let him live with her instead. Jason might have cynically supposed that the rabbit merely wanted a bodyguard, and her offer had certainly come with a lot of conditions. What would it be like to live as a prey? Did he really want to give up the relatively comfortable life he had? “You might just be living under a bunny’s paw for good,” Ellie’s teasing voice came back to him. The image of the doe gazing down with a smug grin while she stood with one foot on his face solidified in his imagination, and Jason blushed, his ears getting hot as his tail flipped agitatedly. He wished he were at home where he could relieve the rising urges inside him in privacy.

Why did he want to be the rabbit’s toy?! She had saved him; he’d remembered her fondly. When they’d met again, he’d felt protective toward her. But as soon as she’d realized who he was, that he wasn’t going to eat her, she’d become so forward with him! So assertive, aggressive even, as if she believed he already belonged to her. He had felt more like the prey. Yet he could simply say no and continue on with his life, meet up with her as a friend when he could, do his best to repay the kindness she’d shown him. He didn’t have to become “her kitty”. He didn’t have to navigate the degree to which that possessive pronoun denoted partnership versus ownership. Yet he longed to; the desire was almost suffocating. He desperately wanted the rabbit to take the reins of his life and determine how it would proceed henceforth.

But why did he want that? He had his friends, his career, his family. Sure, he didn’t have kits of his own or even a partner, but it wasn’t like he could have kits with a rabbit. Did he really want to give those things up to live the acetic life of a prey just so he could fulfill this newfound desire to be dominated by a doe? I don’t have to make a decision now. I can see what it’s like visiting Ellie, and if it’s not what I want we can just be friends. Or was even that too dangerous? How had the rabbit suspected this desire inside him? Had she? She certainly knew now; he’d admitted as much. Would she use those desires to draw him into her clutches, to make him her feline slave?

Jason shook away the paranoid thoughts. If he knew anything about Ellie, he knew she was kind. If she hadn’t simply been teasing him and had truly suspected his desires, then she would only use them to their mutual enjoyment, surely. They could explore where the boundaries were, but she wouldn’t do anything to hurt him. She was a good person who risked her life for others. If he could trust his life in anyone’s hands, then certainly he could trust it in Ellie’s.

This realization gave him a feeling of relief. He wasn’t crazy to want to give the rabbit the reins of his life because he knew she would guide him safely. He didn’t need to fear being drawn into her clutches because that would be a place of warmth and refuge, of acceptance and maybe even of love. He loved his friends and family too, but they still thought he was a fanatic because of his beliefs about prey. Ellie didn’t think that; she was prey. She would help him realize his values more fully than he’d been able to on his own. The life of a prey might not be one of luxury, but as a prey, he could develop a greater respect for all types of people, not only carnivores. As he made his way through the predator village to his house, Jason was filled not only with desire but hope for his future.

* * *

Jason worked as a farmhand for the local vulpine count, growing the vegetables and fruits that carnivores also enjoyed. It was grueling work, and few predators were willing to do it. But Jason needed the cash to buy the seafood he ate instead of prey. There were so few predators willing to work the gardens in fact that certain days were reserved for work by prey. Jason never got to meet these prey workers because their shifts were carefully separated, and the count’s guards escorted the prey to and from the fields as part of their agreement with the count. Still, it gave Jason a sense of connection to prey that he appreciated. During the summer, most work was done early in the morning and latter in the evening. Jason had the evening shift today, so it was dark when he stepped into his house. He flipped on the light as he entered the kitchen and was surprised to find his brother waiting seated at the table.

“Uh, hi Dexter,” Jason greeted awkwardly. “Do you need something? I hope you didn’t wait long.”

“Oliver told us an interesting story yesterday evening,” Dexter replied ominously. “He said he spent the night with your rabbit. We of course assumed he meant she had stayed at our house, but he insisted it was at hers. Care to fill me in?”

“I, um, I’m sorry, Dexter. I should have told you sooner, but I was anxious to get Ellie home,” Jason answered ashamedly. “I got there late and didn’t realize the kits didn’t know where you had gone. By the time I woke up, Oliver was missing. E-Ellie brought him home though, so everything worked out, didn’t it?”

“Except that you let my son disappear, and a rabbit had to bring him home!” Dexter shouted. “He could have been killed! And now he won’t stop talking about how friendly this rabbit is! We’re predators, Jason! We eat prey. They aren’t our friends!”

“I-I know that’s how you feel,” Jason returned uncomfortably. “But can’t you see that, that Ellie didn’t have to do that, and she still did. She took a huge risk to bring Oliver home because she’s a good person.”

Dexter’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “You didn’t arrange this whole thing, did you? To show us how ‘wonderful’ prey are?

“O-of course not! I wouldn’t put Oliver at risk like that!”

“I want to believe you wouldn’t. You’re my brother, Jason. What happened to that rabbit in the end?”

“I took her home this morning.”

“This morning? You mean she spent the night here?” Dexter asked suspiciously.

“Sh-she slept on the couch! I didn’t want to take her home in bad weather; that’s all.”

“Then I don’t suppose we’ll be seeing her again,” Dexter concluded.

“Er, right. I suppose not,” Jason replied embarrassedly.

Dexter frowned, “Except?”

“Except what?” Jason asked nervously.

“Except you are going to see her again, aren’t you?” Dexter pressed. “You know you suck at lying, Jason.”

“I, um, we might meet up. I just want to make sure she’s okay,” Jason mumbled.

“When?” Dexter snapped.

“T-tomorrow,” Jason admitted anxiously. “We’re going to have lunch.”

Dexter gave him an incredulous look, “If you were any other predator, I’d assume that was innuendo, but with you, I suspect it’s genuine. You’re going to sit an eat with prey? Do you realize how ridiculous that is? What are you even going to eat?!”

“Sh-she has some bugs I’m going to try,” Jason murmured.

Dexter stared at him in disbelief, “What is the point of this, Jason? Are you trying to impress a rabbit?”

“I want us to be friends. I, um, I didn’t tell you this, but she’s the same rabbit who saved me when I was a kitten.”

Dexter’s eyes narrowed again, “How long have you been seeing this rabbit?”

“Just since yesterday! It was a pure coincidence she was the one who brought Oliver home. I wasn’t even sure she was still alive!”

Dexter sighed wearily, “Alright, Jason, but I think you should forget this lunch nonsense. Nothing good can come of it. Predators and prey aren’t meant to be friends.”

Jason looked away, “You know I don’t believe that,” he murmured.

Dexter sighed again, “I know.” He got up, “See you around, Jason.” He left.

Jason listened to the door close as Dexter exited the house. He wished his brother could understand. How could he ever tell him how he really felt about Ellie?

Jason had a fish filet for dinner and went to bed. Despite Dexter’s words, he was still anxiously looking forward to his lunch with Ellie. As he groomed himself, he remembered her teasing glances and words, and he remembered his imagined image of her standing on his face. Jason spent a little extra time with his left leg above his head before he brushed his teeth.

* * *

The next morning, Jason had breakfast and then ran to pick up some radishes to take to Ellie. He returned home to wait until it was time to leave but spent his time pacing the living room anxiously. Would she really be waiting for him? He almost leapt out of his fur when there was a knock at the door. He hurried to the door and peaked out the peep hole: Fitzie was standing on the front step. Jason opened the door to greet the ferret.

“Hey Jason,” the ferret chirped cheerfully.

“Hi Fitzie,” Jason meowed.

“So, how did it go with your bunny friend yesterday?” the hob inquired suggestively.

“F-fine, um, I got her home safely,” Jason replied embarrassedly.

“Going to see her again anytime soon?” Fitzie teased.

“Um, actually, we’re having lunch at her place today. I have to head over soon,” Jason admitted.

The ferret grinned knowingly, “Oh? So you do like her then.”

Jason hesitated but then nodded; he could trust Fitzie to at least try to be open-minded. “We might actually be dating or something like that,” he meowed embarrassedly.

“Already? I guess she likes you too then, huh?”

Jason nodded, “I think so. She, um, she said that if things worked out I could live with her as a prey.”

Fitzie frowned, “What does that mean? Wouldn’t it be better if she moved here?”

“She wouldn’t really be safe here. Even if we were together, there are people who would only see her as food. She wouldn’t be able to go outside.”

“Isn’t that still better than living in a hole?”

“Their houses aren’t just holes. They’re furnished like ours, just underground. And we’d go outside together; I’d be there to protect her.”

“You could protect her here,” Fitzie argued.

“Maybe I could, but she wouldn’t be happy here. Everyone would look at her like prey.”

“What about you, Jason? What kind of life would it be for you ‘living as a prey?’ Would I ever see you again?”

“You could visit. I know I can trust you, Fitzie. But I think I might like living as a prey. It wouldn’t be so different from now as long as bugs aren’t gross.”

Fitzie shook his head, “It would be a completely different life. Even if she’d be comfortable letting me visit, what about the rest of your friends and family? You’d have to leave all that behind, Jason. Predators and prey, we live in different worlds. If you decided to live as prey, you wouldn’t be part of our lives anymore.”

“I know that, Fitzie,” Jason replied uncomfortably. “And, and I’m not rushing into this. I just wanted to let you know where it might lead. But it, it might be a good thing for me. Ellie would help me to, um, to live by my beliefs.”

Fitzie gave him a concerned look, “I know a lot of predators don’t accept you for how you view prey, but do you really think the prey will accept you? You’ll still be a cat to them.”

“Ellie will accept me,” Jason returned with conviction.

“As long as you become a prey for her, you mean,” Fitzie rejoined. “She won’t accept you as the predator you are, only as the prey she wants you to be.”

“She only wants me to not hurt prey,” Jason countered. “If hurting prey is all there is to being a predator, then I don’t want to accept myself as a predator either!”

Fitzie looked at him sadly, “I’ll just miss you, Jason. You’re my best friend.”

“I’ll miss you too, Fitzie,” Jason said wistfully. “I’ll try to keep in touch, I promise. I won’t be that far away, distance-wise.”

“It’s another world,” Fitzie repeated softly. “I want you to be happy, Jason. I really do, but.” He stepped forward and gave Jason a hug. After a moment, Jason hugged the ferret back. The ferret looked up at him sadly, “I just don’t want you to leave us like this.”

Jason gave him an awkward little smile that he hoped was reassuring, “I’m not leaving right away. I’m just going to have lunch. Who knows if a cat and rabbit can really be together? I’m just going to see how it works.”

Fitzie pressed his cheek to Jason’s chest, “Just don’t forget about us, Jason. Don’t forget the people here who care about you.”

Jason touched his nose to the ferret’s head, “I won’t,” he breathed.

* * *

Jason arrived outside Ellie’s burrow ten minutes before noon. This, of course, resulted in him waiting anxiously with his bundle of radishes tightly gripped in one hand for several minutes before Ellie’s white and dark brown head poked out of the hole cautiously.

“You came!” she piped happily before slipping out of the hole. She eyed the radishes with a grin, “And you brought me my favorite! That was thoughtful.”

Jason blushed, “I, um, since you’re going to feed me lunch,” he murmured embarrassedly.

Ellie accepted the radishes with a teasing smile, “As long as you’re not trying to fatten me up. I’ll show you the back entrance!”

The doe bounded off into the underbrush, and Jason followed her. Soon, they came to a slightly larger hole.

“You should be able to squeeze in through here,” Ellie stated.

Jason eyed the hole uncertainly, “I, um, it’s a little narrow.”

“It gets wider as you go. Don’t worry, you won’t get stuck, and if you do, I’ll dig you out. Follow me!”

Ellie easily slipped into the hole, but Jason hesitated a moment. What if he did get stuck? Could the rabbit be trying to trick him? He shook his head: he could trust Ellie. He just hoped it wouldn’t be too tight a fit. Jason squeezed into the hole with only minor difficulty, and as Ellie had said, it widened as he went. After a few meters, he found Ellie standing in a tunnel lit by a string of LEDs. He slid out of the narrow section and was able to stand as well; although, he had to stoop a bit.

“See? You didn’t get stuck!” Ellie piped cheerfully. “Come on, my house is this way!”

Ellie led him through the tunnel, which split off several times, until they reached a heavy metal door. Ellie unlocked it and led him into what appeared to be her cellar, which held jars of preserved vegetables and fragrant bales of hay. A metal ladder ascended to a trap door in the ceiling.

“The front entryway is more inviting,” Ellie commented nonchalantly. “Do you remember the way back out?”

Jason shook his head embarrassedly.

“No? You could be lost down here for a long time if you don’t. I guess you’ll just have to stay with me then.”

“H-huh?!”

Ellie giggled, “Heeheehee, I’m joking! I’ll show you the way out, my trusting kitty, but if you eat me, you’ll be lost for good.”

“I-I’m not going to eat you!” Jason protested.

“I know, but just so you know,” she returned lightly. She climbed up the ladder with the bundle of radishes in her teeth.

Jason followed her, and they climbed out of the trap door into what seemed to be Ellie’s bedroom. Although, only a faint light from a room down the hall illuminated anything on this floor. Ellie led him up a flight of stairs to her living room and into the combined kitchen and dining room, which, fortunately, were brightly lit.

“Have a seat! I haven’t fixed your bugs yet in case you didn’t make it,” Ellie said.

Jason sat at the table, feeling awkward and wondering whether it had been stupid to come here. Maybe Dexter and Fitzie were right: he was a predator, whether he ate prey or not, and he didn’t belong in a prey’s home. His naive fantasy of living with Ellie might be simply that. He watched the rabbit fixing their respective lunches, and as much as he wanted it to feel normal, it felt bizarre.

“What kind of spices do you like?” Ellie inquired. “Is there something that sounds good on bugs?”

“I, uh, don’t know,” Jason answered. He didn’t know what the bugs would taste like, so how could he know what would be good on them?

“I’ll try salt and pepper, and you can decide if they need something else once you taste them,” Ellie decided.

Jason nodded. He almost hoped the bugs were revolting since that would make his decision for him.

“Dig in!” Ellie piped a few minutes later as she set a plate of bugs in front of him. She sat down across from him and took a big bite of salad with sliced radish, munching happily.

Jason eyed the bug carcasses, feeling much less enthusiastic about his lunch. Whatever it tasted like, it certainly looked revolting. He scooped some bugs up on his fork and shut his eyes as he transferred them to his mouth. They crunched in a disturbing way as he chewed, but the taste wasn’t unpleasant. Perhaps it could have used some cumin and hot pepper. He swallowed.

“Well?” Ellie queried curiously. “You know, you looked a lot like Oliver when he tried them the first time.”

Jason was a little embarrassed to think he’d looked like the kitten, but he answered as cheerfully as he could, “They, uh, aren’t bad! They might take a little getting used to, but they taste alright.”

Ellie beamed across the table at him, “Great! I’m sure it’s different from what you usually eat, but I hope you’ll start to enjoy them. I’d feel a little bad if you didn’t enjoy your food.” She gave him a teasing wink, “But only a little since I know what you might be eating instead.”

“I-I really usually eat fish,” Jason replied awkwardly.

“If I only ate cats once a month, would that make you fell better about it?” Ellie rejoined.

“I, uh, I guess not,” Jason murmured.

They finished their meal, and Ellie put their dishes in the sink. “So, now what do you want to do?” she asked cheerfully. “We could play cards or,” she eyed him slyly. “You could massage my feet again.”

Jason felt a flutter in his chest, and he nodded, embarrassed yet excited, his uncertainty swept away at the rabbit’s seductive request.

Ellie grinned, “I can see what you’ve really been waiting for,” she teased. “Come on.”

Ellie led him out to the living room and reclined on the couch, leaning against a throw pillow at one end. Jason sat by her feet and lifted them into his lap. With only a glance at Ellie to confirm he should proceed, he began to press and rub her long, thick-furred feet. Ellie sighed contentedly. Jason worked diligently at the intimate task, his heart pounding with excitement as he pampered the rabbit’s feet. They were merely feet, but it felt so right to serve her in this way!

“Why don’t you give them some kisses and nuzzles too?” Ellie suggested playfully.

Jason glanced at her embarrassedly and then looked back to her feet in his lap. His heart racing, he picked up one of her feet and kissed it just below her toes. He rubbed his nose through the thick fur on the bottom of her foot and kissed it again. He kissed and nuzzled his way from her heel to her toes, filled with utter bliss.

“Good kitty. Now the other one.”

Jason set the first foot back in his lap and showed the same tender devotion to Ellie’s other foot.

Ellie sighed with pleasure. “Keep massaging them, kitty, and give them kisses and nuzzles every so often. I’ll tell you when you can stop. Don’t you dare stop until I tell you to.”

Jason didn’t need to be told twice! He worshiped Ellie and her beautiful feet until it must have been mid afternoon. It was impossible to tell in the burrow, but he knew it had been hours. His fingers ached.

“Now, lick them clean with your tongue,” Ellie ordered softly.

Her voice was tender, but Jason knew she expected obedience. He stroked his rough tongue up the bottom of her furry foot. Jason meticulously cleaned Ellie’s foot with his tongue, even lapping the dirt from her claws and pushing his tongue between her toes. Ellie let out soft moans and sighs of pleasure as he worked, and when he glanced at her, she gazed back with an amorous expression. He knew she loved this as much as he did, to be pampered and worshiped by a predator, to be obeyed no matter how degrading her command, and it filled him with euphoria! At last, Ellie’s feet were clean, and he looked to her for her next command.

Ellie curled a finger, gesturing for him to approach, “Come here, kitty.”

Jason crawled up the couch, straddling her legs, until he was almost nose-to-nose with the doe. She took his face in her hands and massaged his cheeks while her brown eyes gazed into his softly.

“Such a good kitty,” she breathed. “You want to be my kitty, don’t you, Jason? You want to belong to me. You won’t mind eating bugs if you get to be mine, will you?”

“I-I won’t mind. I want to be yours,” Jason mewed. His heart was racing once again. Could he really promise himself to the rabbit? What would people think? Who cares?! “I-I’ll be your kitty. I’ll do anything you say, Ellie,” he averred.

Jason was sure Ellie would have purred if she’d been a cat. “Then there’s one thing I want you to do for me. I know it will take some time for you to get everything in order so that you can live with me, but before you visit the next time, I want you to get yourself a collar and a padlock I can lock it with. Can you do that for me, Jason?”

Jason nodded, butterflies in his chest. A collar: he really would be her kitty. There was no equivocation in Ellie’s offer, no innuendo. He would willingly give himself to her as her obedient kitty pet, or he would think better of the arrangement. But if he agreed, there would be no wiggle room to what he’d agreed to.

Ellie reached her head forward and touched her nose to his. “I’ll take good care of you, kitty. Thank you for coming to visit me. Now, I’m still making up those extra shifts for Doris, so I’ll show you the way out.”

“I could come with you and help you make them up!” Jason offered. “I work for the count; I know lots about farming.”

Ellie smiled softly, “Once you’re mine you can come help. We’ll need a way to buy your bugs anyway.”

Ellie led Jason back through the tunnel and outside, and they went their separate ways with warm goodbyes and promises to see each other again tomorrow. As Jason headed back toward the predator village, his hours with the rabbit hardly felt real, yet the first thing he did when he got to town was grab some money and go to buy himself a collar as Ellie had ordered. Some wealthy predators kept prey as pets, so it wasn’t particularly hard to find a lockable collar and a lock to fit it. The fact that he was purchasing what was essentially a slave collar for himself wasn’t lost on him. He tucked it under his arm and hurried home to ferret it away before his evening shift in the count’s fields. He ate some canned tuna and headed to work. Whilst Jason picked peppers, his mind wandered back to that afternoon. He couldn’t wait to see Ellie again tomorrow!

* * *

Jason slept in the next morning, picked up some bell peppers for Ellie, and hurried to her burrow to be on time for lunch. He was startled when he heard someone approaching from behind and whipped around only find with relief that it was Ellie.

“Oh! You brought me peppers!” Ellie piped cheerfully. Her eyes narrowed slyly, “Did you bring me the other things I asked for?”

Jason nodded and embarrassedly lifted the collar out of his bag.

Ellie eyed it with a grin. “Come on, kitty.”

Ellie led him back through the tunnels to her house. When they were up in the kitchen once again, she accepted the peppers and then held out her hand for the collar and lock. Jason handed them to her and obediently crouched down to allow her to put them on him. Ellie let out a little happy sigh as she wrapped the collar around his neck. He felt her tighten it snugly and heard the padlock click. His breath caught in his throat at the finality of that sound.

“I’ll need the key as well,” Ellie stated.

Jason grabbed the key from the bag and dropped it into her palm. Ellie glanced down at the little brass key and then looked back at him with a smirk.

“All of the keys,” she ordered firmly but with a hint of amusement.

Jason swallowed and dropped the other two spare keys that had come with the lock into Ellie’s hand. She closed her fist over them.

“Good kitty,” she said with satisfaction. “I’ll just put these away. Wait here.”

Jason obeyed, realizing that chasing after her to retrieve one of the keys before she hid them might be his last chance of getting this thing off of his neck, short of cutting it off of course.

When Ellie returned, she gave him a pleased smile. “I have something else for you, kitty. Crouch back down.”

Jason obeyed, and Ellie clipped something to his collar. As he stood again, the bell jingled.

“I know you can take it off, but I’d like you to leave it on,” Ellie instructed. “That way, I know you won’t hunt any prey, and everyone will know you’re a good kitty who doesn’t sneak up on anyone.”

Jason nodded, jingling the bell, and his ears and cheeks warmed as he blushed.

Ellie giggled. “You can still change your mind about all of this. I might even take your collar off for you if you do,” she teased.

They prepared lunch. Jason helped with the bugs, selecting spices he thought might taste good. It felt more natural helping to prepare his food rather than watching the rabbit prepare it for him. He enjoyed the bugs more a second time, and after they’d eaten, they again retired to the sofa.

Ellie plopped down and patted her thigh. “Rest your head, kitty. I want to pet you.”

Jason lay on the couch with his head on Ellie’s lap, his nose facing outward. Ellie stroked his cheek and caressed his ear with one finger.

“I never would have imagined this,” she said softly. “Just meeting you again was a surprise, but to know you want to be my kitty.” She let out a happy sigh while she continued to pet him. “Imagine if you’d stayed with us all those years ago. You could have been my pet since I was a kit.”

“I’m glad I get to be your pet now,” Jason breathed. His chest was full of affection for the doe who had saved him all those years ago. I could hardly believe that this was real, that he could be her kitty for the rest of his life.

Ellie scritched his cheek with her blunt claws. “You know if you go through with this, you will belong to me, right, kitty? If you just want to live as a prey, I can still help you, and you can still live here, at least for a while. But if you want to be my kitty, then it’s for keeps. You’ll have to obey me and be my pet forever. Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“It’s what I want, Ellie,” Jason answered sincerely. “I never want to be apart from you. I want to please you however I can for the rest of my life.”

Ellie sighed happily, “I love to hear how much you want to be mine. I’ll take full advantage of such an obedient kitty, and maybe people will understand this better than if we were just friends. Either the predator or the prey has to win in this world. Once you surrender yourself to me completely and become my possession, people will understand it was the prey who won this time.”

Jason didn’t mind the idea of losing to Ellie. Maybe in the sense of the natural struggle between predator and prey, he would have lost once he took his place as the rabbit’s pet, but he didn’t care about that struggle; he didn’t want to be a part of it. What he wanted was to belong to Ellie, to be in her arms or under her paw as she desired. He wanted his purpose in life to be to fulfill her desires. Nothing would bring him greater contentment.

“Roll over for me,” Ellie requested.

Jason rolled over so that his nose was toward her belly, and she pushed his head until his nose was pressed into soft fur. She continued to pet him, gazing down with a soft smile and half-lidded brown eyes.

“I hope you don’t change your mind,” she murmured. “You’re such a beautiful kitty, and I want you to be mine. Now, get on the floor and massage and wash my feet again before you have to go home.”

A few hours later, Jason and Ellie said goodbye until tomorrow, and Jason headed out the tunnel and back toward home. His bell jingled as he walked, and he could feel the collar snug around his neck, constant reminders of Ellie’s claim to him. His mind on the rabbit, he was surprised when Fitzie popped out of a patch of ferns.

“Jason! I wondered what that noise was!” the ferret remarked. “What are you…” The sable ferret’s dark eyes fell on the shiny, silver bell, “Is that a bell? Why the heck are you wearing that?”

“Uh, hi Fitzie,” Jason replied. “Yeah, it’s a bell. Ellie gave it to me.”

Fitzie sniffed and grinned toothily, “Oh yeah, you do smell like rabbit. How’s the dating been going then?”

Jason smiled shyly, “Great. We’ve been getting along really well.”

Fitzie’s eyes sparkled deviously, “Have you done it yet?”

Jason blushed, “N-not yet. That’s up to Ellie.”

The hob eyed him amusedly but didn’t press the matter further. “So what have you been doing?”

“I tried eating bugs, and we’ve been talking and other stuff.”

“How were they?”

“Not bad. I liked them better after I had a chance to think about what spices to add.”

“I guess that’s good. I still don’t like the idea of you leaving us to become a prey. What was the bell for again?”

“Uh, Ellie wanted me to wear it so that I couldn’t hunt prey. I told her I mostly eat fish. But she wanted me to wear it, so I am.”

Fitzie smirked, “Don’t tell me she already has you wrapped around her paw. You must really like her to wear a collar with a… Wait a minute. Is there also a lock on it?” he added a bit disconcertedly.

Jason self-consciously touched the padlock that secured the collar around his neck. “Er, yeah. Ellie wanted me to wear a collar with a lock for her. I’m still getting used to it, but it’s not that annoying.”

“But you can, like, take it off, right?” the ferret pressed concernedly.

Jason shook his head embarrassedly, jingling the bell, which only embarrassed him more, “I gave Ellie the keys. I guess I could cut it off if I needed to, but she said she’d take it off if I asked her.”

Fitzie seemed very concerned now, “Where did that collar come from? Why wouldn’t you keep a spare just in case?”

“I, uh, I bought it at the shop that sells stuff for predators with prey pet-“

“You’re wearing a slave collar?!” the hob yelped. “What’s going on here, Jason?!”

Jason’s tail was thrashing behind him agitatedly, matching his mood. “I-it’s what Ellie wanted. She said she’ll take it off if I change my mind.”

“What if she won’t? Change your mind about what?!” The hod sounded equal parts shocked and concerned.

“I-I’m sure I can cut it off or-“

“You’re not supposed to be able to!”

“I-it’s okay, Fitzie. I trust Ellie. Besides, I, um, I’m probably not going to ask her to take it off. I, um, I guess I should tell you what’s been happening-“

“You had better! It’s only been two days!”

“I-I know, but I really like her, Fitzie, and, um, what we’ve been doing has felt really right. I, uh, I might not be living as a prey after all. I might become Ellie’s pet.”

“Her pet?!” Fitzie squawked. “I thought you were dating! Has she been brainwashing you?!”

“No! I just, um, things went a certain way, and she said she’d like me to be her kitty. I-I know it sounds extreme, but I want to be hers, completely.”

Fitzie shook his head in disbelief. “What’s gotten into you, Jason?! You always hated how those jerks keep prey as their slaves! Don’t tell me you just thought it should be the other way around!”

“I-it’s not like that,” Jason replied awkwardly. “I, um, I still think it’s wrong, but i-if it’s my choice, then it’s different. E-Ellie isn’t forcing me. It’s my choice to go through with this or not.”

“Don’t do it, Jason! I can’t believe I have to tell you this, but don’t agree to be a rabbit’s slave! It’s nuts!”

“I’ll be her pet, not her slave,” Jason replied; although, even as he did, he knew it was a quibble. What was the difference ultimately?

Fitzie stared at him in disbelief. “You really want to go though with this. Why, Jason?”

“I know it will be hard for you to understand, Fitzie, but this just feels right somehow. I know that I’ll be happy as her pet. I know she’ll treat me fairly. When I think about belonging to her and being her obedient pet, it feels wonderful; it’s already felt wonderful.”

“What have you been doing with this rabbit?” Fitzie asked weakly.

“N-nothing that extreme! Just, mostly foot massages, and I, um, washed them with my tongue,” he trailed off embarrassedly.

“Please don’t do this, Jason,” the hob begged. “I didn’t want you to leave us before, but now, I can’t bear it knowing you’ll be a rabbit’s slave.”

“It won’t be that different! I’ll ask Ellie if you can still come visit!” Jason rejoined anxiously. He knew this would be hard for the ferret to accept, but he didn’t want him to be upset.

“I don’t want to come over and watch my best friend lick a rabbit’s feet!” Fitzie shot back. “If you go through with this, we’re through, Jason! I don’t want to take part in you throwing your life away to satisfy some fetish!”

“Please don’t say that, Fitzie,” Jason whined. “It won’t be like that; Ellie isn’t cruel. She won’t mistreat me.”

“Then why does she want you to be her slave?!”

“Sh-she’s a prey. It probably feels good to have a predator under her paw,” Jason offered. “It makes both of us feel good! It can’t be wrong if we both consent!”

“How can you consent to a lifetime of enslavement? You don’t know what she’ll make you do. You barely know her!”

“I know Ellie’s a good person. She saw that I wanted this, and that’s why she offered it. I know she’ll enjoy it too, and maybe that sounds nefarious. But I know that when she says I’ll be her pet she intends to take care of me.”

“It sounds nefarious because it is! I’m sure she’ll be happy to have a feline slave she can “take care of” as she sees fit. You’re the one giving everything! I won’t let you do this, Jason! I’ll tell your brother and sister if I have to! Someone has to stop you from throwing your life away!”

“It’s my life to give!” Jason returned angrily. “I’m sorry you don’t understand, Fitzie, but you don’t have any right to try to stop me! This is my life and my decision! And I’m not going to die! I’m just going to live in a way you wouldn’t want to. How can you try to stop me from living the life I want to and call yourself my friend?”

“How can I call myself your friend and not try to stop you?! How can you think the best life you can have is being a rabbit’s foot-licker?”

“Because I love that rabbit and would do anything for her!” Jason shouted. “Why is that so hard to understand?”

Fitzie looked at him sadly, “I do understand, Jason. You’re my friend, and I love you. But you’re taking this too far. I know you want to show how much you love her, but becoming her slave isn’t the way to do that.”

“I love you too, Fitzie,” Jason replied, melancholy. “I don’t want us to stop being friends. I know you’re worried for me, but you don’t need to be. Ellie wouldn’t hurt me. I’ll be her beloved pet, not a toy she treats thoughtlessly.”

“I hope you’re right, Jason, but I still think you should reconsider. I, um, I won’t tell your brother and sister, but please rethink this. I’m sure you and Ellie can be together without one of you being the other’s slave.”

“I promise to consider it carefully,” Jason conceded, not that he hadn’t considered it plenty! All he could think about was being Ellie’s pet, about serving and obeying her, about being under her paw. He couldn’t wait to truly be hers!

Fitzie stepped forward and gave Jason a hug. Jason hugged the small ferret back. He hoped Fitzie would be able to accept this eventually.

They parted ways, and Jason returned to his house. He was thinking about making dinner when there was a knock on his door. He opened it to see Oliver.

“Uncle Jason! Mom said to invite you over for dinner!” Oliver piped cheerfully.

Jason smiled at the kitten, but he could feel the collar locked around his neck and knew visiting his brother wasn’t likely to go well. “Tell your mom I said thank you, but I have to go to work soon,” Jason instructed.

“Okay!” Jason thought that would be the end of it, but Oliver added. “I smell Ellie! Is she here?”

Jason flipped his tail embarrassedly. “The two of us were hanging out earlier, but she’s not here now.”

“Will she come play with us again?”

“I’ll ask her,” Jason promised, knowing the answer already.

“She’s fun. I hope she comes to play with us soon!”

Jason nodded. “Run home and tell your mom I said thank you but I can’t.”

Oliver nodded and darted off. Jason sighed in relief and shut the door. However, his relief was short-lived. Several minutes later, there was another knock, and Jason found Dexter at the door.

Dexter began annoyedly, “Oliver said you’ve been hang-“ He stopped, and his green eyes ogled the collar around Jason’s neck. “What in Tartarus are you wearing?!” he yowled in shock.

“I-it’s just a collar,” Jason mewed meekly.

“I can see that! Don’t tell me you let the rabbit put that on you! Take that off, and come to dinner! Marie wants to apologize for the other night for some reason. I told her there was no reason to, but she feels bad about how she treated your rabbit since she heard about her saving Oliver.”

“I’ll let Ellie know that, but I, uh, I can’t take this off. It’s locked.”

“Then unlock it!”

“I, um, Ellie has the only keys. We’re, um.”

“Don’t tell me! I don’t want to hear it!” Dexter spat in disgust. “If you’re too busy getting kinky with your rabbit, then I’ll leave you to it!”

Dexter stormed off, and Jason didn’t call him back to explain. It was better his brother didn’t know about him becoming Ellie’s pet. He wasn’t sure how he’d hide the fact. Maybe he’d say he was moving away.

* * *

Ellie had made up the hours she owed for Doris, so she spent the morning foraging. She munched as she went and returned to her burrow with her basket a little after noon. Jason had not yet arrived, but as she was making her way to the burrow she scented a ferret. She froze, sniffing and listening closely with her ears. She could dash for the burrow, but a ferret would be able to follow her in. She could run, but she didn’t want to panic if the ferret was gone. She heard a rustle in the ferns and jerked toward the noise, preparing to bolt.

The ferret held up his hands. She thought she recognized him as the hob she’d met with Jason. “Hey, I’m, uh, not going to hurt you,” he said awkwardly. “I just want to talk.”

“About what?” Ellie asked cautiously though she could guess.

“Jason. I, uh, talked to him yesterday.”

Ellie nodded but made no further comment.

The ferret went on, “He said the two of you had been, um, getting together, and that he might be, might be going to become your ‘pet’.”

“That’s up to him,” Ellie said lightly. “He seems to like the idea.” She could easily imagine how the ferret would feel about the cat belonging to her.

The ferret stared at her for a few seconds and then fell down onto his knees, not a very big drop given his short legs. He clasped his hands together, looking comically pitiful. “Please don’t make Jason your pet,” he whimpered. “I don’t care if the two of you date or what else you do. Just please don’t make him a slave! I don’t care if he wants it; just tell him it’s too far!”

Ellie’s whiskers twitched. She didn’t know whether to laugh or feel sorry for the pathetic ferret. “I’m not going to do anything terrible to him,” she mollified. “I’ll take good care of him if he chooses to be my pet.”

“Please! I’ll do anything!” the ferret cried.

“Hmm, I guess if you let me tie you up and sell you as a slave, I might let Jason off the hook,” Ellie teased. “But if he really wants it, then who am I to deny him the pleasure of being my kitty? He’s very handsome. I wouldn’t mind having a pretty kitty love and worship me. He’s quite good at the worshiping part already.”

“I-is that what you’re going to do to Jason?” he whined. “Sell him to someone who will hurt him once you get bored?”

“Of course not! I’ll keep him forever! You’re not like Jason: you don’t have any compunction about eating prey. If I sold you and they skinned you for a warm coat, I wouldn’t lose any sleep over it. You murder people like me! Jason is precious, a predator with an actual conscience! Maybe that also makes him a little weird, or maybe he’s just a pervert. Either way, if he wants to be my pet, I’ll treat him well, like the precious kitty he is.”

The ferret stood up, looking a little embarrassed. “You’ll, uh, really take good care of him?”

Ellie nodded, “I promise. We’ll have fun, of course, but he’ll be safe and loved.”

“I, I guess I will trust you,” the ferret returned awkwardly. “I still don’t want him to go through with it, but maybe I can believe you don’t mean him any harm.”

“If you change your mind about letting me tie you up, let me know,” Ellie said with a wave. She crawled into her burrow.

Ellie put away the herbs she’d picked and went back out the tunnel, poking her head outside to look for Jason. She heard him before she saw him, his bell jingling as he made his way though the underbrush. When the brown tabby appeared, she slipped out of the tunnel and bounded up to greet him, giving him a hug around his middle.

“Hello, kitty! I see you’re still wearing your bell and everything! Did you keep it on like a good kitty?”

“Yes, Ellie, I wore it all the time like you told me to,” Jason returned fervently.

Ellie giggled and squeezed him a little tighter. “Good kitty. You still want to be my pet then? You haven’t changed your mind?”

“I haven’t changed it,” Jason replied with conviction.

“Your ferret friend dropped by. He was worried about you, but I tried to set his mind at ease.”

“Fitzie? He, he didn’t threaten you, did he?” Jason asked worriedly.

“No, not that I couldn’t take him,” Ellie replied nonchalantly. Ellie led Jason inside. “Did you have lunch? I’m afraid I’m out of bugs. I’ll get you more if you want to come for lunch tomorrow.”

“Let me give you some money for that!” Jason pulled some copper and silver coins out of the pouch he wore on his hip.

Ellie eyed the money in amazement; it was more than she’d ever seen! “Prey, uh, usually barter for what we need,” Ellie explained. “I can just trade Doris a couple more hours at the community garden.”

“Won’t she take money?” Jason asked embarrassedly.

“I, uh, I guess she probably will.”

Jason picked up Ellie’s hand and put the coins in it. “Please don’t go out of your way for me. Take this if you can use it.”

“Th-thanks!” Ellie mumbled embarrassedly as she felt the weight of the pile of warm, metal coins in her hand. She was rich! “Do you think you can get more than this if you sell your house?”

Jason gave her a funny look. “I’ll get at least a hundred gold pieces for my house, without the furniture.”

“Wha?! Really?!” Ellie gasped. She’d never even seen a gold piece! “I-I can’t even imagine having money like that!”

Jason smiled softly. He crouched down, lifted Ellie’s other hand, and kissed it. His sea-green eyes gazed up at her devotedly. “I’ll gladly give it all to my bunny owner. What would a pet need with money?”

Ellie stared down at him in amazement. Until now, she only thought about the beautiful cat she’d have at her beck and call. She hadn’t thought about how much gold he might bring with him. “You’ll really give all that to me?”

“Why not? I’m going to belong to you, right? So anything that was mine should be yours.”

Ellie smiled and petted his stripy head. “I won’t argue with that. We should be able to have a lot of nice things with all that, anything we could want.”

Jason purred. “All I want is to be yours,” he sighed happily.

“Good kitty,” Ellie said contentedly. “Now, how about you tend to my feet? I’ve been tromping around everywhere this morning, and they could use a nice massage and a wash.”

Ellie watched the tom massaging and then licking her feet while she lay on the couch. It still brought her immense pleasure to see the predator with his tongue between her toes, worshiping her like she was his goddess rather than his prey. She wondered if it would ever get old but she suspected it wouldn’t. Predators would remain a deadly threat to her even if this predator was under her paw. She could be satisfied that at least this one predator had been brought to heel, not only neutralized as a threat but transformed into an obedient toy for her pleasure. Of course, that was merely because Jason was a good and obedient kitty, and he wanted to belong to her. But since it was his experience with her as a kit that had put him on this trajectory, she could still take credit for taming him.

When Jason had finished with her feet, Ellie rolled over onto her belly. “Why don’t you wash my tail now?” She suggested. She tried to sound nonchalant, but her heart was pounding as she waited, holding her breath, to see whether the cat would obey. Would licking her tail be too demeaning for him? She’d already pushed the limits of his obedience. Would he refuse to be pushed further?

She felt Jason’s rough, warm tongue stroke up the length of her fuzzy scut. She let out her breath in a sigh of pleasure and couldn’t resist a giggle. “What a good kitty,” she praised teasingly. She relaxed onto the soft couch as the cat’s tongue continued to stoke her tail, washing every millimeter with diligent adoration. This was Elysium! Having the cat tend to her feet had been delightful, but this was bliss.

“I love you, Ellie,” Jason murmured when he finished.

Ellie glanced back with a small smile, “I’m fond of you too, kitty. It’s nice to know I’ll have such a devoted and obedient pet. You don’t need to rush things, but I can’t wait to have you here and know you’re not going to leave, that you’ll always be mine.”

“I can’t wait either, Ellie. I’ll try to get things done as fast as I can,” Jason swore.

* * *

Over the next few weeks, Jason spent what time he had between working and visiting Ellie getting his house on the market and selling his things. He told his family he was moving to another town to start a new job, but he wasn’t sure if they believed him. His sister seemed worried, but his brother barely looked at him when they talked. Jason knew the collar and bell he always wore didn’t help assuage either of their concerns, but the symbol of his connection to Ellie and their future together was precious to him. Finally, Jason found a family of cats to pay cash for his house. He collected his few remaining belongings and the heavy sack of gold and left the predator town for what he assumed might be the final time. He would be living as a prey now or, at least, among them. He still didn’t know how other prey would view him as Ellie’s pet, but all he really cared about was being with the rabbit.

Ellie met him outside her burrow, her eyes widening when they fell on the heavy sack. “Is that all gold in there?!” she asked excitedly.

Jason smiled and nodded, “I had higher offers, but this one was in cash. Do you, uh, have someplace to keep it?”

Ellie nodded eagerly, “I bought a safe with some of the money you gave me before!”

Ellie led him inside; although, Jason knew the way well by now. He slid the sack of gold into the tunnel before him and pushed himself through to find Ellie struggling to pick it up.

“Let me get it. It probably weighs as much as you,” he meowed. Ellie stepped back and allowed him to heft the sack.

“You’re still really sure about this, aren’t you, Jason?” she asked.

Jason looked up to see her brown eyes staring at him probingly, “I am.”

Ellie smiled, “Alright, this way!”

Jason followed her to her to the heavy metal door that led into her cellar (if that was the right word for it). Ellie flipped on a light and bounded across the room to a big, iron safe. She carefully turned the combination lock and then turned the handle. The heavy door glided open. Jason noticed a few of the coins he’d given her before in the bottom of the safe, and he smiled. He felt good to be helping Ellie out in this way. She deserved to have the luxuries this money could buy her. The money would help buy him food too, but Jason almost didn’t think about that. He set the sack inside the safe. Ellie opened it to peek inside and grabbed a few gold coins before shutting the door and giving the combination lock a twist.

“Now that’s all squared away, there’s only one more thing we have to do!” she piped cheerfully.

“W-what’s that?” Jason mewed embarrassedly. While they’d been dating for weeks, they’d never ‘done it’ quite yet. Ellie had teased him, and he knew she was into him. But she’d seemed content to have him worship her in their usual way. Now that he belonged to her though…

“We have to make this official! Wait here! I’ll grab my cloak!”

Jason watched Ellie scurry up the ladder a bit bemusedly. Official? What else was there to do?

Ellie returned after a few minutes with her black cloak pulled over her ears and clipped a leash to his collar. She gave him a little tug back toward the exit. “Come on, kitty. We don’t want to get there late!”

Jason followed the doe back outside, still unsure where they were headed. His heart began to race when he realized they were heading toward the predator town! Would she lead him through the street so that everyone could see who he now belonged to? That would be suicide!

“Ellie!” he whispered. “Where are we going?!”

She glanced back at him questioningly, “The Count’s! I told you: we have to make this official!”

“O-official how?” Jason asked nervously. Did she plan to have the Count marry them? He wouldn’t have objected to that idea, but she’d never mentioned it before.

“Officially my pet! There’s paperwork to fill out. I don’t want to be charged with abducting you!”

“O-oh! I, uh, I guess that makes sense. I didn’t know prey had to, uh.”

“Follow the law? Yeah, you wouldn’t think so since predators can kill us, but prey are technically food and citizens. We get almost no rights, but they’ll still come after us if we break their rules. Lucky us,” she finished dryly.

“Oh. I’m sorry, Ellie. I wish things weren’t like this,” Jason replied awkwardly. It had never even occurred to him prey had to follow the law. There were laws about hunting prey, of course. Predators had to be sporting, and using a weapon to hunt was a quick way to get tossed down an oubliette. But it was justified more as a matter of fairness and decency than as a matter of prey rights.

Ellie smiled at him amusedly, “It’s okay, kitty. If all predators were as compliant as you about becoming our pets, things would be a lot different.”

They skirted the town and eventually arrived at the Count’s estate. Ellie pulled back her hood when the pine marten footman greeted them at the door.

“I have an appointment with His Lordship,” she piped.

The pine marten eyed the two of them impassively, “This way, Miss.”

They followed the footman upstairs to what was evidently the Count’s office. The handsome red tod was seated behind a large oaken desk, and he looked up as they entered.

“The rabbit who wanted to see you, Your Lordship,” the pine marten stated coolly.

The fox’s amber eyes seemed to twinkle as he studied the two of them, and he smirked. “Well then, it’s nice to meet you, Miss, and this is your willing feline friend, I take it?”

“That’s right!” Ellie piped cheerfully. “Thank you for granting me an audience for this!”

The fox grinned toothily, “Oh, it’s my pleasure, Miss. I rarely get to witness something this amusing, let alone take part. Now, cat, you’re sure you wish to go through with this? You truly desire to become this lady’s property?”

Jason was embarrassed to admit it to the tod, but he nodded, “I do Your Lordship.”

“Very well. I’ve written up the contract as you requested, Miss.” He turned a handwritten piece of parchment toward them on the desk. “You’ll sign here, and your pet will sign here,” he explained, indicating two lines with a black claw. “But first the matter of payment.”

Ellie produced the five gold coins she’d taken from the sack, “I have it right here, Your Lordship!”

The tod nodded, and Ellie led Jason to the desk, placing the gold pieces on it.

The tod hefted one of the pieces and then scooped them into a drawer. He handed Ellie a pen and indicated her line again. “Take your time to read it if you like.”

Jason would have skimmed it and signed to get out of the office as quickly as possible, but Ellie seemed to take reading the contract very seriously. Jason decided to look over it as well, and aside from the contract describing him as Ellie’s slave, nothing seemed amiss. He knew exactly what he was walking into after all. Ellie signed her name and handed the pen to him with a warm smile. Jason smiled back and signed on his respective line.

The count turned the parchment back around to examine the signatures, dripped some orange wax onto the bottom, and stamped it with his seal before rolling up the parchment and handing it to Ellie. “Will you be wanting me to activate your collar for you as well, Miss?”

“Yes!” Ellie piped happily.

“Huh? ‘Activate’?” Jason murmured to Ellie confusedly.

“It simply requires a drop of blood from each of you,” the Count chirped jovially. He set a small vial of green liquid and a pair of needles on the desk before them.

Ellie snatched up a needle, pricked her finger, and squeezed a drop of crimson blood into the liquid. She looked expectantly at Jason. Jason hesitated a moment, but he hardly wanted his first act as Ellie’s pet to be one of disobedience. He pricked his own finger and squeezed a drop of blood into the vial.

“Now, pour it along the back of the collar, Miss,” the Count instructed.

Ellie picked up the vial and looked up at him, “Crouch down for me, kitty.”

Jason obliged, still unsure what this ritual was meant to accomplish. Ellie poured the liquid around the back of his collar, and Jason flinched as it wet his neck fur. Suddenly, he felt his chest tighten and was momentarily unable to breathe! He gasped a breath as the tension in his chest released.

“W-what was that?!” he meowed anxiously.

“Don’t worry about it. It’s time to go home now, kitty.”

Jason felt relieved and stood to follow Ellie home. He was really hers now! He couldn’t wait to get home!

“Have fun with your ‘property’ now, Miss,” the Count sallied as they headed toward the door.

Ellie waved without looking back, “I will!”

Ellie pulled up her hood, and Jason followed her back around the town end through the woods. He was filled with joy to know he was finally going home with his owner! Occasionally, he felt the tug of the leash in Ellie’s hand, but it didn’t annoy him. He almost wanted to pick Ellie up and run to get home faster, but he would never have done something that might frighten the rabbit. At last, they made it back to the burrow, and Ellie led him inside and up to her bedroom.

“Sit down on the bed,” she instructed.

Jason plopped down. Ellie pulled off her cloak and tossed it on the floor. Then she unhooked the leash from his collar and tossed it on the floor with the cloak.

“Okay, let’s see,” Ellie said thoughtfully. “Um, stand up and balance on one leg.”

Jason looked at her a bit confusedly, but then he felt a tightness in his chest. He suddenly had a desire to balance on one leg for Ellie’s amusement! He hopped up and stood on one leg with a grin. After a moment, he felt embarrassed and put his foot down. “What-?”

“Hush. Stick out your tongue,” Ellie ordered.

Jason felt the need to poke his tongue out of his mouth and did. He stood there confusedly but silently as ordered with his tongue sticking out.

Ellie smiled, “Good kitty. You can stop that now.”

Jason retracted his tongue, “W-what’s going on? How are you doing that?” he asked worriedly.

Ellie frowned. “You really don’t know? I assumed you knew what a slave collar was when you bought it.”

Jason had a sinking feeling in his stomach. “What do you mean? I didn’t…it’s just a lockable collar, isn’t it?”

Ellie’s frown deepened, “No? I mean, sure if you don’t get it activated, but we did. What did you think we were doing?”

“I-I don’t know! Some kind of ritual? Part of the paperwork?”

Ellie sighed and crossed her arms. She looked down and tapped her foot for a couple seconds before looking up. “I didn’t want to force you into this, Jason. I tried to make sure it’s what you wanted. How was I to know you didn’t know what the collar did?”

“What does it do?!” Jason cried anxiously.

“Shh, it’s okay.”

Jason immediately felt more calm, but he wasn’t sure it was Ellie’s tone. Had it been because she’d commanded it? The effect of the collar?

“It’s, well, I think it’s pretty obvious now. It’s an obedience collar, kitty. If you hesitate to do what I say, it compels you to do it. I asked for him to make it feel nice for you. It isn’t hurting you, is it?”

Jason shook his head, but his anxiety was rising again. “Y-you mean you can make me do anything?”

Ellie shifted back and forth for a few moments uncertainly and then nodded, “Yeah, that’s what it does. If I order you to do something, you have to do it.”

Jason swallowed nervously, “I-I don’t need something like that, Ellie! I’ll do whatever you say!”

“That’s the idea.”

“N-no! I mean without the collar! Willingly!”

Ellie frowned again, “What if I tried to make you do something you didn’t want to though?”

“I-I’ll be good. I promise! I said I’d be your pet!”

“If you want to be my obedient pet, then what’s the problem with the collar? It only takes effect if you aren’t obedient.”

“But I can’t…I don’t…it makes me feel so helpless!” Jason protested.

Ellie nodded. “I can understand that, the feeling of being caught, under someone else’s control. I’m not going to eat you though, kitty. You can trust me.”

“You can trust me too!” Jason countered.

Ellie smiled slightly, “I know I can, but if I’m the one in charge, if you’re my pet, then shouldn’t you be the one who needs to trust? Without the collar, you have to choose to be my pet. You could even eat me if you changed your mind about all this. With the collar, I get to make the choices. No matter what, you’ll remain my obedient pet.”

“I-I get that, Ellie, but c-can’t we just have a little trust both ways?”

Ellie shook her head, “You said you wanted to belong to me. This is what that looks like, kitty. I think the difficulty is that you thought that despite being my pet you’d still be in control, that you’d still be a predator, but you aren’t now. You’re my pet, and you belong to me. I’m in control.”

Jason swallowed nervously, “But-“

“And actually, I kind of like that it makes you nervous. I thought you just really wanted this, but now that you understand what you agreed to, you want to bargain your way out of it. Well, you can’t! You don’t have any bargaining chips left! You’re mine completely, and,” she ran her eyes over him. “And gods, you’re so fucking gorgeous! I can’t believe your mine, kitty! I’m not letting you go! I’m not letting you have anything back. You gave yourself to me!”

“I-I know that, Ellie. I want to be good,” Jason whined.

“Good. Now, while I’m thinking about it, I’m going to give you some important commands, things you can never disobey. Understand?”

Jason nodded, feeling sick to his stomach.

Ellie put on a stern voice, “First, never try to escape. Second, never try to hurt me. Third, never try to take your collar off or even find the key. Got it?”

With each command, Jason felt a terrible tightening in his chest. He nodded, gasping for breath, as Ellie finished.

Ellie smiled affectionately, “That’s a good kitty,” she said softly. “I know this must be a little scary right now, but you’ll see it’s not bad. If you’re a very good kitty, you’ll forget all about the collar. All you have to do is obey me.”

“Y-yes, Ellie.”

“Now, I want to have some fun with my new pet. Lie down on the bed on your back.”

Jason hurried to comply. It was true that the obedience collar didn’t really hurt him, but he didn’t want it to control him. He wanted to make the choice!

Ellie climbed up beside him and smiled down at him affectionately. “That’s a good pet. Now, lie still until I let you up. I want to fuck your pretty face.” With that, Ellie sat on his face.

Jason watched Ellie’s scut move back and forth above him while the rabbit began to grind herself against his nose. He was a little aroused, but mostly, it felt surreal. He was able to blink and breathe, but no matter how much he thought about moving, he just never seemed to be able to initiate it. He listened to Ellie’s little squeaks and breaths and felt her hot flesh rubbing up and down his nose while her juices soaked into his fur. He hadn’t imagined this was how they’d have sex the first time, and he felt disconnected from the act by his inability to participate.

Ellie turned around and gazed down at him between her thighs with a toothy grin while she breathed heavily. “How do you like being my toy, kitty? We’re just getting started, don’t worry.” She began to grind herself on his nose again, but this time her brown eyes were locked with his as she did.

Jason felt a little embarrassed to be in this position, but maybe it wasn’t so bad. It was humiliating, but at least Ellie seemed to be enjoying herself. Even if he hadn’t quite understood how much control Ellie would have over him, he was still fulfilling her desires like he’d wanted, wasn’t he? Besides, he still adored her. He could accept this, what it meant to be her toy. They would still be happy together.

After a while, Ellie got up. “Stay there. I have something else we can use.”

Jason lay where he was, staring at the ceiling and wondering what Ellie could be getting. She returned holding a two-ended silicon dildo with a ring in the middle. It had a short end and a long end.

“Open up. I want you to hold this end in your mouth,” Ellie instructed.

Jason did as she’d asked without the need of the collar’s intervention. Ellie put the short end of the dildo in his mouth, and he held it firmly between his incisors. Ellie turned around and positioned herself over the long end. Jason watched, a bit enthralled, as the pink tip poked between her saturated labia. With a moan of pleasure, Ellie slowly lowered herself onto the dildo until she was once again seated on his face with her scut between his eyes.

“Good kitty!” Ellie gasped. “Just keep holding that. You’re doing a great job!”

A mixture of embarrassment and warm pleasure swirled in Jason’s chest. Being used like this was degrading, especially when he had no say in the matter, but his owner was pleased with him. He was a good kitty!

Ellie began to slowly raise and lower herself on the dildo. Jason could feel the pull and push of the toy in his mouth, and he held it firmly with his teeth. Ellie gradually increased the rate of her up and down motion, and the rate on her breaths and moans increased as well. Before long, she was bouncing on his face while she squeaked and gasped in pleasure. She let out a squeal, and Jason felt her hot juices running down his chin. After that she slowed and finally got up again. She turned around to look down at him with an affectionate smile.

“Such a good kitty. You can let go of the toy now.”

Jason released the toy, and Ellie took it from his mouth. She gazed down at him for a few more moments, and Jason wondered if they were done. He was ready to have control of his limbs again.

“Open your mouth again,” she murmured softly.

Jason complied, feeling a bit confused. Ellie turned the dildo around and pushed it back into his mouth, the long end pushing down his throat! Jason gagged!

“Shh, no gagging or throwing up. Hold it like a good kitty.”

Jason stopped gagging, but it wasn’t that he didn’t feel the need to: he simply couldn’t. The toy was lodged in his throat, and his eyes watered. But he couldn’t try to expel it! All he could do was hold it firmly in his teeth like before. He looked up at Ellie pleadingly and let out whimper.

“Shh, that’s a good kitty. Hold it right there,” she soothed. She gazed down at him for a few more seconds and then giggled softly. “Aww, poor kitty. I didn’t say being my toy would always be easy, did I? You’ll survive.”

Ellie positioned her anus over the short end of the dildo and sat back down on Jason’s face. Her labia pressed around his nose, and her plump rear molded around his mouth. Jason tried to breathe around her flesh, but he couldn’t get more than the tiniest bit of air. Ellie shifted herself to cut it off completely.

She grinned down at him between her thighs. “Isn’t this fun, kitty? How does it feel to be my helpless toy? Let’s see how good you are at holding your breath. If you pass out, I’ll let you breathe after a minute or two. Try to stay awake for me though. I want to torment you for a while.”

Jason stared up at the doe anxiously, but there was nothing he could do to resist or protest! He held his breath as long as he could, until it finally spluttered out around her rear. Ellie’s smile widened, and she petted his head but didn’t let him have even the slightest breath! She sighed with pleasure as he stared up at her desperately.

“You’re mine, kitty. Struggle for your owner.”

Blackness crept at the edges of Jason’s vision. Would Ellie actually make him pass out? What would she do then? Ellie pushed two fingers under her vulva, and Jason sucked crisp, cool air with profound relief. However, his relief was short lived as Ellie withdrew her fingers, blocking all air again. Jason gurgled around the toy still shoved down his throat.

“Let’s keep this going as long as possible,” Ellie crooned. “I love my kitty to struggle for his goddess. It must feel amazing down there, hmm? A nice big cock in your throat and your goddess’ ass in your face, your very breath under my control.”

Ellie kept the smothering up for what seemed to Jason like hours. Somehow, she seemed to know just when he was on the brink of passing out and never let him have a breath before then.

“I think I’ll let you pass out this time,” Ellie stated finally. “If you’re still alive after a couple minutes, I’ll let you up.”

Jason’s heart pounded with anxiety, unsure whether Ellie was joking or not. She wouldn’t really let him die, would she? Certainly, she would never go that far! However, there was nothing he could do to stop it. His fate was in her hands. Blackness crept at the edges of his vision, and then he knew nothing.

* * *

Ellie looked down at the unconscious cat between her thighs, filled with warm pleasure. She chuckled softly and petted his head. “You aren’t faking are you? You really passed out? Blink if you’re still awake.” The cat’s eyelids didn’t move. Ellie grinned wider and petted his head again. “Such a helpless kitty. You don’t know how good it feels to have your predator at your mercy, kitty. Of course, I won’t let you die down there; you’re mine forever.”

Ellie got up and Jason sucked a breath through his nose. She gently pulled the dildo out of his mouth and set it aside. Sitting on his chest, she watched him with an affectionate smile while he regained consciousness. She loved her kitty toy. She wanted to torment him a little, to make him struggle for her, but he was her pretty kitty. She would take care of him. Jason opened his eyes and looked up at her nervously.

“How are you, kitty? Are you having fun as my toy?” Ellie teased. “I guess I have been a little hard on you, but I need to break you in. You’ll get used to our fun.”

“I-I’ll try to, Ellie,” Jason whined. He looked like he might cry.

“Aww, are you upset kitty? Tell me what’s wrong. Don’t you like this? You agreed to be my plaything.”

“I-I thought you’d be more gentle with me,” the cat mewed pitifully. “I thought you were my friend!”

“I’m your owner, kitty. That’s what you wanted. We could have been friends instead. It’s too late for that now.”

“W-why? I-I want to be your friend!” Jason cried.

“Because you’re already my toy, and I told you I’m not going to let you have anything back. If we were friends, we’d have mutual respect. A plaything doesn’t get that. You get to worship and obey me, and I get to do anything I want with you.”

“Y-you said you’d take care of me!” he protested.

Ellie petted his head. “I will. It’ll just be care at my discretion. You won’t die, kitty, and you’ll have your bugs to eat. But I can be as hard on you as I want, and I’m kind of enjoying being mean to you right now. Maybe it will get old after a while, but I like to see you struggle for me. I like to feel your life in my paws.”

Ellie could see tears welling in the tom’s pretty sea-green eyes. “Please be gentle with me, Ellie,” he whimpered. “I know you’re a good person. I-it can’t feel right to hurt me!”

“I haven’t hurt you, kitty,” she soothed. “Nothing is broken; there’s no permanent damage, maybe some bruises from me bouncing on your nose, but that’s all.”

“Th-the dildo in my throat hurt me! I couldn’t get it out!”

“I didn’t say being my toy would be easy. Sometimes, it will be uncomfortable. Did you think being my pet would be all pets and cuddles?”

“I didn’t think you’d hurt me!”

“It will be the roughest while I break you in. Eventually, you’ll get used to it. You’ll start to enjoy it,” she reassured him. She smiled affectionately, “I’m going to enjoy showing you all the ways I’ll use you as my toy, kitty. This never wouldn’t have been possible without your cooperation. I understand that it’s hard for you right now, but you’ll be glad you went through with this in the end. We’ll have so much fun together.”

“I-I want to have fun with you, Ellie,” Jason whined. “But this isn’t fun for me. I-I don’t want to be broken in.”

“That’s why the collar is necessary. You wouldn’t cooperate long enough to find out how good it can be without it. Luckily, I don’t have to try to convince you. I’ll show you, and then you’ll understand. You wouldn’t have agreed to any of this if you didn’t want your life in my paws, kitty. You can’t complain now that you got what you asked for.”

“I-I didn’t ask for this!”

“You signed the contract. You knew you’d belong to me and that I could what I like with you. I could skin you alive right now, kitty! You accepted any outcome of being my property! I don’t want to do anything to harm you, but I am going to play with you how I want. I know it will be hard, at least at first, but before long, you’ll be grateful that I didn’t go easy on you, that I treated you like the toy you are. You know you want this; you’re just letting fear get in the way.”

“I-I know I belong to you, Ellie,” the tom whined. “I know you can do anything. I-I want to trust you, but you’re right: I’m afraid.”

Ellie smiled softly, “You can trust me, kitty. I’ll show you there’s nothing to fear.” She caressed his cheek. “Inside, there’s a masochistic little kitty who wanted to be a bunny’s pet more than anything, who knew that she’d dominate him like his little heart desired. I’ll show you why you made this choice. It won’t be easy, but it will be worth it. Will you try to trust me?”

“I-I’ll try,” Jason mewed.

Ellie smiled, “That’s a good kitty. Now, let’s get up, and we can do something easier. Wash your face off, and then you can clean me up. After that you can massage and wash my feet like you love to do.”

Jason got up and began to wash his face with tongue and paw. When he finished, Ellie sat back and spread her legs to let him clean her up as well. She stroked his stripy head as his warm tongue bathed her vulva and rear. When he was done, he looked up shyly.

“Did you like that better, kitty?” she asked amusedly.

He nodded.

“You can massage and wash my feet now if you want,” Ellie was careful not to make it a command. She wanted to give her kitty a choice. He deserved it after how good he’d been.

Jason gently took her right foot in his hands and began her massage. Ellie lay back with a sigh. He really was a good kitty.

* * *

WHACK! The silicone paddle connected with Jason’s rear, and he moaned. WHACK! Ellie delivered another stinging blow to his sensitive behind. Jason lay over the end of the bed with his tail raised while Ellie paddled him. She wasn’t holding back at all, and Jason’s ass was already quite warm and sore. WHACK! A lightening bolt of pain caused Jason to meow in surprise as the paddle connected not with his butt cheek but his balls! The intense pain caused him to gag, but then he moaned in pleasure. WHACK! Another jolt of lightening as Ellie paddled his testicles again.

“Do you like that, kitty?” she teased.

“Mm-mmhm,” Jason moaned.

Ellie smacked his butt cheek once and then his balls again. Jason moaned.

“After this, I’m going to fuck your face. How does that sound, kitty?”

“Y-yes, Ellie!” Jason meowed excitedly. WHACK! His ass stung.

“Have you been practicing for me?”? “Yes, Ellie, I-I can hold my breath two minutes now!”

WHACK! “Good kitty. We’ll have to see if we can push that even longer.”

Jason’s heart pounded with excitement, “Yes, Ellie!” WHACK! Another explosive smack to his balls made him gag and cry. He whimpered and moaned. It hurt so good!

Before he’d become Ellie’s toy, he hadn’t known how good pain could feel, especially when delivered by his owner. The complete power she had over him made the agony feel all the more delicious. In the few weeks since he’d become her toy, he’d learned this new relationship with pain. It hadn’t been easy to start with, but Ellie had been firm with him. He adored his bunny goddess who held his life in her hands. He was grateful her grip on him was tight. He might have been happy if she’d been gentle with him, never showed him this side of things, but he wouldn’t go back to that softer life now. He knew how it felt to truly be her toy, and that was all he wanted. If Ellie ever got bored of this, then he would accept it of course, but he would always know how completely he belonged to her. His ass on fire and his balls aching, Jason loved his owner with all his heart.