Master & Slave: Reconsideration
#9 of The Master & Slave Chronicles
"Finally, I can relax with my Pet." Dizzles sighed, muttering to himself as the key turned over the front lock, opening the door to his apartment. As he slipped inside, he let out a relieved groan, shutting and bolting the door behind him as he started to unload his belongings, stuffing the keys back in his pocket and kicking off his shoes. He'd been pulling extra shifts at work all week - there was a big promotion project, and he'd naturally been looked at to head it up. It never changes, he thought, finally having dropped all his things in their respective places only to notice that his Pet was mysteriously absent. Blinking, he checked around the front rooms quickly, as her shoes beside the door and the door being locked were a clear sign she was home, but... not at the door as she usually was when he got home. It was uncharacteristic behaviour from her, which immediately had him concerned.
He really hoped she wasn't upset with him. He hadn't wanted to be away from home so much, and he knew he'd neglected her just because he'd been too exhausted to do much of anything after he got home for the last few days. Coming so soon after she'd really just gotten over losing her last Master, he was worried that he'd lost progress with the work he'd done to gain her trust and affection. Stopping after coming out of the kitchen, he sighed again, rubbing his paws over his face and looking around the living room again absently. He was still tired, but he could at least pay her some attention now. Was she maybe taking a nap? If so, he shouldn't yell; he didn't want to wake her if she was asleep, and it would certainly explain her absence.
As the skunk closed in on the bedroom he stopped again, his body going absolutely still and his head tilting, ears flicking around to zero in on the faint sound of whimpers. Eyes widening in horror, he bolted over as he yelled for her. His paw hit the door and shoved it open as he heard her yelp from the other side, and his jaw dropped at the sight that greeted him - Shayde scrabbling to grab the bedsheets and cover herself before he came in. "Master, I... I wasn't expecting you home for at least another half hour!" Her words flew by him initially, his mind still trying to process what he had caught before she managed to sit up and grab the sheets. A moment later, the visual and her reaction clicked, and his eyes narrowed at her, his muzzle pulling back in a vicious looking snarl. Raising his hand, he pointed angrily at the floor. "Here. Now. On your knees."
Shayde swallowed hard, cowering and attempting to shrink into herself under the withering glare from her Master. When he ordered her onto the floor, she let out a pitiful whine and crawled off the bed, all but slithering towards him on her belly with her head hung in shame. She knew what he'd caught as he'd come into the room; with the lack of attention coming from her Master over the last week, she'd begun to crave his touch and the release it always brought with it. Dizzles had walked into the room to find her nude and spread out on the bed on her back, one paw cupping her breast and the other furiously working at her clit, her pussy visibly soaked with her arousal. She'd broken one of the rules he'd put on her: All her sexual pleasure had to come from him, whether it was him directly stimulating her to orgasm or giving her permission to do it herself. Either way, she wasn't allowed to cum unless he said so, and he'd walked in bare seconds before she'd been able to finish.
The second she came within reach, Dizzles swung his paw down, grabbing hold of her hair firmly and pulling her up to her feet, flicking on the light before marching her to the center of the room, where he forced her back down onto her knees and stepped back, arms crossed. "There is no excuse you could give me right now for your behaviour, Pet. We had rules in place, rules that you agreed to follow as my submissive!" His blue eyes were cold as he stared down at her, meeting her eyes briefly before she hung her head again, shoulders slumping as she placed her paws on the back of her kneck, ears lowered. "Now what am I supposed to think, huh? Are you truly serious about this, or is it just some game to you? Have you been following my rules at all whenever I've been out?!" He paused, uncrossing his arms and rubbing his face, eyes closed. The skunk took a series of deep breaths, willing himself to calm down, but God help him he was mad. Finally, he lowered his arms and fished into his pocket, pulling out his keys and sliding a tiny silver one between his fingers. "Look at it, Pet. Look at it!"
Tears welled up in the lemurfox's eyes as they found the key, a small sobbing noise catching in her throat before she lowered her head again, whimpering and shrinking away from him. He'd been holding out the key for the lock on her collar.
"Give me one good reason to keep you."
She looked up at him again at that, the tears now spilling down over her cheeks before her gaze fell on the key in his paw. Immediately, she knew that she had been tested and that she had failed it. She'd failed her Master and shamed herself by disobeying him. Reaching out, she slipped the key out of his paw, slipping it around and into the lock, popping it open with a faint click. When she returned the keys to his paw, the lock was attached to them, and a second later her own were fumbling with the buckle of the collar, the tears coming faster now as she bit back a sob.
His paw on hers stopped her. "Enough, Pet. That's enough." The lemurfox nodded, crying quietly as she lowered her paws. "You know why I was angry, don't you?"
She nodded softly. "Yes Master."
He sighed, rubbing his fingers over the back of her neck and tapping the buckle. "Are you ever going to disobey me like that again?"
"No Master. Pet... Pet doesn't ever want to feel this horrible again." She trembled under his hand, biting her lip to keep from whimpering and closing her eyes tightly.
Her body slumped as the lock clicked back home through the buckle of the collar, the skunk re-securing it around her throat. "You get one chance. Don't disobey me again. Now, get in your corner. You will not be sleeping in bed with Master for a week." Dizzles pointed to a large wire cage a few feet away, the inside of it padded down in a makeshift bed just enough so that she'd be able to sleep. Shayde whimpered, but set off towards it at a slow crawl, her tail dragging limp on the floor behind her as she slipped into the cage and curled up on her side. He followed beside her, kneeling down and locking the cage door after making sure her tail wouldn't get caught. "When you are idle, you are in this cage. Am I understood?" He watched her as she looked up at him, her expression pained enough for him to trust she was truly sorry, and his shoulders relaxed in relief when she nodded softly. He knew she would make it through this test - no cuddles for a week on top of the lecture she'd just gone through would definately drive the message home.
"If you get through the week, I will forgive you. You are under review, Pet; do not forget it."