college days 7
#7 of college days
When Sam woke up, he realized immediately that he had been completely asleep. It was nearly impossible to wake him when he was like that. He found that he had slept through having his arms placed in something that held them up and then being hoisted to nearly being on tiptoe. Looking up immediately, he also found that he had been handcuffed to a bar that was attached to a pulley system. He pulled against it but, not very surprised, he found that it wouldn't budge.
"It's about time you woke up pet." A voice said from the stairs. Sam looked towards the stairs and found the mouse closing a book before getting up and walking over to the wall to the right of Sam and directly in front of the stairs.
"wh why are you doing th this to me?" Sam asked still scared but now also back to his normal shy self which he cursed silently. The mouse ignored him as she picked up a whip from the wall and then walked over to him. She looked him up and down as Sam was ... reminded that he did not have any clothes on.
"First, pets do not talk without permission and second, you will refer to me as either Mistress or Mistress Meredith. That is your only warning. If it happens again, you will be punished" Meredith said uncoiling the whip.
"b but wh why?" Sam muttered under his breath thinking that she would not be able to hear it. She did.
Crack! The whip went as Meredith used the thing on Sam's chest, right on the branding mark, causing him to scream and cry in pain as the scabs that had formed were broken open. "What did I just tell you pet?" Meredith asked annoyed that Sam would disobey her like that. Her question was met with Sam's sobbing and begging to be let go so she raised the whip again and brought it down in the same area. "Well? I'm waiting pet." She asked making it clear that she wanted a response.
"Th th that p p pets d don't talk with without permission." Sam cried out through his sobbing. He saw Meredith raise the whip a third time and quickly added, "M Mistress." She lowered the whip before petting his head which he tried to shy away from.
"Good boy, see, that wasn't so hard to do, was it? I understand that you might still think that you will be able to escape so I didn't punish you as harshly as I could have." Meredith said cheerfully and Sam believed her. "So tell me pet, do you know why Mr. Snyder would allow us to keep you as a pet?" Meredith asked after Sam's sobbing had lessened a little.
Sam's eyes went wide when she asked that question. ‘Why would the head of the school allow anyone to keep anyone else as a pet?' He thought. He tried to think of all the times he had met Mr. Snyder; Mr. Snyder had always been nice to him. Sam could not think of any reason why he would allow this to happen.
"I I I d d don't kn know mis mistress." Sam replied after thinking about it for a little bit.
Meredith continued to pet him on the head as she said, "hmm well maybe it is just because you don't have a family to come searching for you." Sam whimpered a little as he remembered that day.
"Heh. Look at me talking when there is training to do." Meredith said as she walked behind Sam and undid the handcuffs before shoving Sam to the ground. Sam began to get up but Meredith put her foot on his back keeping him down as she bent down and placed something around his neck. "We ordered a harness to help you with your positioning but it hasn't been delivered yet. They did not have one in your size so they had to make one. Until it gets here, you're just going to have to remember that you no longer have the right to stand up anymore. Also pet, if you ever kick over your food and water again, I will peel off every piece of that scab on your chest. I will forgive you just this once though, but only because I don't want to keep you away from your training. Now go on, drink up, because this is going to be the only chance you get." Meredith said as she moved her foot away. Sam looked and saw another bowl of water but no bowl of food. Luckily, he was more thirsty than hungry and so with a little threatening from Meredith Sam eventually got to the bowl and began to drink from it like a feral animal.
After Sam had drunk his fill, Meredith looked at her watch and said, "Oh look at the time! You slept so long that I have to get to class now but don't worry; Lilith should be here in a few minutes to watch you. Actually, that is a very good reason to worry, because if she's in a bad mood, you're fucked because she's gonna take out all that anger out on you. Have fun!" Meredith said as she headed to the stairs, picked up her book, and left the room with one final warning to Sam. "I would recommend against standing up so if you want to try to avoid being hurt, just stay down. Have fun!" When she shut the door, Sam debated whether or not he should believe her and chose to do so. He just laid there as the door slammed open and the vixen came down the stairs with a look in her eyes that promised suffering. Sam whimpered when he saw that look because he could tell that he would not be able to avoid it.