# Worthless, part 2 Author: The Trickster Tags: Human, M/M, Master/Pet, Slavery, Wolf, cruelty #3 of Worthless Here you go. The first chapter had such a good reaction that I decided to start the next immediately, I managed to finish sooner than expected. Please feel free to pint out any errors. Thank you :) **Not so long ago.** _"Listen up!"_ Silence fell, and listen we did. "_My immediate employer has been hassled by the company commitee to "Abide by the rules of the SPCH"_ Ruaridh spoke slowly, as if we would struggle to understand.  _"Don't get your hopes up." He smiled now "These new rules won't improve your lives...but they will improve mine."_ _Oh no._ _"The first condition presented"_ Ruaridh continued. _"Is that all slaves are made to understand the reasons for their enslavement."_ He pulled out a slip of paper and began to read it out. _"As of the treaty of 1900, all humans are to be yada yada yada, bullshit"_ He crumpled up and threw away the sheet. An expression of distaste on his face. _"You're here...Because you're worthless."_ He now marched back and forth along the line. Much like a classic drill sergeant. "Y_our ancestors made some bad decisions, and they paid for it...And now you are too_." He was growling. _"You did horrible things. You killed, maimed and destroyed. You were evil! And so my kind rose against you, brought you to the level of the...beasts you behaved as."_ We could see the rage and hate in his eyes. Any human who stepped out of line now would suffer greatly. "_And here you are now; slaves, pets, guinea pigs. Never again will you rise, never again will you be free. THAT is the legacy of the Bloody. Human. Race!"_ He stopped marching. _"Do you understand."_ He growled. Silence. _"SPEAK!"_ he barked. "_Yes sir."_ Came the response. _"Good, you're all worthless. Never forget it."_ We wouldn't, I assure you we wouldn't. _"The second condition, and my personal favorite, is the introduction of the 'Mark 2 discipline system'. In short, it's just another way to make your lives unpleasant." He gestured to the crate behind him._ _"The SPCH didn't say that we should stop punishing you, they said to stop displaying the signs of punishment. And these..."_ He picked a black collar out of the box "_Will do just that...I need a 'volenteer'. James, go find me a lab-rat."_ The slaver next to him obeyed, walking along the line looking for a slave in need of discipline. Unfortunately, I made the mistake of making brief eye contact with him. A crime he deemed worthy of punishment. He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up to the front. "_Here you go."_ He said to Ruaridh. Pushing me forward. _"Very good, now...hold still."_ He placed the collar on my neck and pulled it tight. I could barely breath. Once it was tightly fastened he stepped back and left me facing the other slaves. _"Three...two...one..."_ He spun a dial on the remote he held. Instantly tremendous pain shot through my body, I couldn't breath, I couldn't see, I couldn't think. It was as if every bone in my body was trying to rip free, and every muscle was tearing. Finally after what felt like hours, but was really a few seconds. The pain stopped. "_This, is the future."_ Ruaridh ignored me panting on the ground while the rest of the slaves stared at me. Wide eyed. _"Get used to it."_ He spoke to me now. _"You're all worthless."_ _......................................................................................................................................................................._ _"You okay there Silver."_ I was torn from my memories by Sean's voice and looked across to see him giving me a concerned glance before looking back at the road. "_You look troubled."_ _"...I...um yes sir, I'm fine."_ I mumbled in response looking away. Only to look back when I heard him laughing. _"Please don't call me sir Silver, it's just Sean. Okay?"_ "_Okay...Sean_." I responded hesitantly. "_See? That wasn't so hard. Well you can stop moping now, we're almost there."_ He chuckled. I was still nervous, Sean seemed nice. But that could mean anything. And as we came closer to our destination, I came closer to my fate. Whatever it may be. Sean interrupted my thoughts. "_Here we are."_ I hadn't noticed how far into the country we had gone until now. _"Home sweet home."_  It was a fairly modest, yet beautiful house. Ivy grew up the walls and it was surrounded by trees. "_Come on Silver, follow me. And take that collar off. You don't need it anymore."_ Sean said as he stepped out of the car and opened the door for me. "_I...uh, I don't know how."_ I looked down at my feet. _"Don't worry. I'll get it."_ He went behind me and started fiddling with the straps. "_Wait!."_ I exclaimed_, S_ean stopped. "_It's a shock collar, if I try to take it off..."_ _ "Don't worry."_ As he continued to loosen the straps._ "They're deactivated when the sale is made."_ He gave another yank and the collar came off. _"The slaver who sold you told me."_ _"His name is Ruaridh."_ I told him. _"I didn't like him. I can tell that he enjoys what he does."_ He announced, walking towards the house. Beckoning for me to follow. _"He does."_ I replied, following him_._ Sean stopped at the door and opened it, gesturing for me to enter. I did, everything inside was beautiful yet modest. The furniture, the wallpapers, the decorations. _"You have a beautiful home."_ I told him, standing in the hall way. Sean smiled and put a paw on my shoulder. _"We have a beautiful home." _   Source: https://sofurry.com/s/rnakxxNe Part of the series Worthless Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/508286-worthless.md Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/508648-worthless-part-3.md