Training Measures
#3 of Tristan's Master
Third and possibly final installment of the gift story series for Gyro
Gyro is (c) Gyro
Malir is (c) Malir
Deioth is (c) Deioth
Tris is (c) me
This story is mature simply for Gyro's bulge.
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"Bunbun?" Tris heard a voice, and a soft nuzzle that pushed him onto his side. "Bunny...?"
The hare opened his eyes and looked back over his shoulder, to see a brightly smiling tiger. He blushed, "Good morning..."
Gyro grinned, "Morning, bunbun." The tiger scooped the hare up and onto his massive bulge as he sat upright, "You know what today is?"
The hare blinked, looking around for a moment, trying to think of something, "Thursday...?" He noticed that his Master was already fully dressed, or at least more dressed than he usually was.
The big tiger chuckled, "Its Monday, silly bun." He rubbed through his new pet's obsidian locks, "And today we're gonna get you a collar." The tiger squeezed Tris up against his massive pectorals with his monumental arms, "Love the buuuuuuunnnnyyy...." He murmured.
Tris blushed deeply, but closed his eyes and chuured, glad he had been claimed by an affectionate Gentle Master.
Said Master started nuzzling him and licking over his neck and ears. The hare murmured, blushing as his weaknesses were so tenderly exploited, causing his eyes to drift shut and his body to go rather limp. He barely felt it as his Master dressed him in some nice fitting clothing. He had stopped wondering where the tiger got clothing in the hare's size a few days ago. At least he thought they were days. The large gentle paws scotched him up to the top of the bulge , where it was less likely the hare would lose balance and fall off. He kept his arms snug around Tris for extra precautions, and kept up the gentle tongue-bathing to the bunny's ears and neck.
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When Tris came to his senses, he saw that he was in a store. He blushed deeply up at Gyro, who simply grinned and rubbed the bunny's ears, "Alright, it's time to select a collar for the bunny."
Tris looked around more carefully and saw that it was no ordinary store, but some cross between a pet store and a fetish shop. Specifically a pet supply store for sentient pets. He blushed, and had never thought there was a store like that in the city. But then again, he had never known there was a Gym full of Muscle Gods downtown either. He briefly wondered why he hadn't noticed the people these services were for out and about, before he found himself looking at a wall of Collars.
"Hmmm... Black goes with your hair, and you seem to like your monochrome body..." Gyro mused to himself. Tris' eyes widened as the pegs on the wall started to move, all the collars directly in front of the pair rearranging, the ones that were anything but black being moved to the sides, past a pair of red lines on the wall. "And I'm thinking something bejeweled. That would be best for my good little bunny." The pegs continued moving, and all of the collars without gemstones on them moved off to either side. The tiger grinned, "Here's a good one." He reached and picked up a black leather collar studded around the length with what appeared to be diamonds. Tris blushed deeply and Gyro grinned, "Yup, that's perfect."
The tiger made his way to the counter with his purchase and his pet, and set the collar down, "I'd like this collar, as well as a tag."
The pierced coyote working behind the counter nodded and pulled out shelves from the display cases, setting them to either side of the chosen collar. The tags came in all sorts of shapes and materials. After a while of this, Tris also scanning through the styles, hoping to give some input, Gyro reached out and picked up a silver heart. Tris blushed softly, and smiled up at the tiger, who grinned.
Gyro set the heart down with the collar, "This one."
The coyote put the shelves back. "Would you like to use our engraving service today?"
"That would be nice." Gyro scratched over Tris gently. "I think he's gonna wear it out of the store."
"Name of your Pet?" The coyote almost sounded bored as he took the tag over to the engraver.
"I'm Tris." The bunny said cheerfully. Gyro smiled and nuzzled over the bunny's head.
The coyote didn't seem to have even heard. Gyro blinked. "His name is Tris: Spelt T-R-I-S."
Only then did the coyote start to engrave. Tristan whimpered softly and cuddled into his Master.
The Coyote flipped the tag over, "And for ownership?"
Gyro smiled, "Put 'Gyro's little Bunbun.' Gyro spelt G-Y-R-O."
The coyote continued to engrave, silently.
The big Tiger could tell something was nagging at Tristan, and he had a fair idea of what it was. "Why didn't you respond to my pet before?"
The coyote finished engraving and brought the tag over, starting to attach it to the collar. "It's against company policy to converse with or acknowledge pets. Some Masters get violent if you even look directly at their pet."
"Well be careful." Gyro pulled out his credit card. Tris couldn't tell from where. "You might offend the Masters who like their Pets to be social."
"We find that the safer alternative here." The employee rang up the purchase and ran the card.
Gyro signed the receipt and put the card back wherever it had been. He picked up the collar and gently eased it around Tris' throat, securing it snugly, but not tight. No matter what, Gyro always seemed to know exactly what level of his strength to use with the bunny. The hare felt an odd sort of warmth with the collar in place, as if he only now was truly owned, and before had been just a trial period. He chuured softly and rested against his Master.
The tiger chuckled, "Good bunny." The tender affections to his ears began again and Tris was lost to the feeling of his ears being rubbed and licked, as well as the swaying of the tiger's walking.
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When Tris came out of his blissful stupor he realized he was in the Gym. He blushed softly as Deioth grinned down at him, the Minotaur petting over him softly, "Hey there again little guy. This big kitty treating you alright?"
Tris blushed deeper. "Yeah. He's a very gentle Master."
Gyro blushed softly as well and Deioth chuckled, "Well I don't mind as long as your Master lets you play nice with others." The Minotaur looked to Gyro and winked.
The Tiger chuffed a little, "Depends on who the others are."
Deioth laughed at that, "Touche, Gyro, Touche."
Gyro winked and turned, padding into the Gym Proper with Tris still perched on his bulge.
Tris saw Malir approach and smiled. The giant wolf smiled broadly, "How did I know this was gonna happen?"
Gyro stuck his tongue out at the blue wolf. "You'd have claimed him too if you had the chance."
Tris blushed and his smile turned sheepish, "Hi Malir."
Malir kneeled to be closer to the bunny's eye level. He reached and gently felt over the hare's foot. Tris winced a little "Nnn..."
"Still bugging you, huh?" Malir looked apologetic. "Well, stay off of it for now."
Tris smiled warmly, "I think I've got that covered." He patted his new favorite form of conveyance, Tiger Bulge.
Gyro blushed at this and hid it by leaning in to nibble the hare's ears.
Tris churred softly and relaxed at the nibbles.
Malir chuckled at the reaction and stood up, "Now, Gyro, do you want me to hold onto the bunny while you do your workout, or you think you can keep him safe and comfortable? Emphasis on safe."
Gyro looked up at Malir, then smiled, "Well I'll try, but if it gets difficult I'll ask you to take care of my little bunbun."
Malir nodded softly, "Alright."
Gyro pet over his bunny and walked over to the giant weight machines. He sat carefully and started to do his workout routine, Bunny perched on his maleness for all to see.
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