AURORA
AS we walked out of the pet shop, I couldn’t help but shake the feeling that I had a master now. My entire life is completely changed starting from today.
And more importantly, some blood sucking monster has my life in the palms of his hands—holding the absolute authority to do whatever he wanted to do with me and I on the other hand was meant to serve and please him and obey his every command as of course that’s what is expected of a pet,along side, allowing her master to feed on her whenever with total submission.
I ran crashing directly into my new master’s hard chest, oblivious to me that he had stopped walking and had turned to face me and talk to me I guess.. well I wasn’t paying much attention to his movements as well as my surroundings.
My absolute attention was on my feet because outside seemed to be very very bright. Brighter than I remember and the brightness stung my eyes painfully causing me to look down at my feet,making them a distraction from the brightness as I walk behind him.
He smelled different, nice—soothing actually. He smelled nothing like what I used to know. I got so used to the stench in the shop and of myself that I don’t remember how pleasant a nice smell could be.
Suddenly I was enchanted with his beautiful green eyes,finding myself drowning in them as they held mine captive.
As the realization hit me, I quickly stepped back, away from my new master almost stumbling down.
My eyes fluttered shut quickly,my gaze immediately faced my feet. How could I be so stupid? What was I thinking, looking at my master?
Pets weren’t allowed to look at their masters not ever and surely not the way I looked at mine.. it was referred to be inappropriate and disrespectful.
It was what got me almost killed the first few days I was brought to the shop.. I was little and ignorant of the law.
The pet master would whip me and whip me until I no longer scream or try to struggle.. he did that for months until I realized what I was doing wrong and I rectified it on my own.
Of course we weren’t allowed to talk to ourselves,if we were, I think the other pets would have warned me because the other pets were locked up in their cages as well.
We didn’t have the liberty to shower nor change into new clothes but we do have a small corner in our cages that we use to take care of our business.
I can’t believe Let myself forget all the t*****e. Oh dearie me! I was definitely going to get myself killed by new pet master.
“I’m so sorry master.” I blurted out, my gaze still on my feet.
But what he did next surprised me.
I felt his hand,wrap around my wrist as he led me towards a big black,and really long luxury looking car,one I’ve never seen in my entire life,even before I was kidn*pped and locked up in a cage.
He let go of my wrist to open the passenger door as he motioned for me to get in. I didn’t think twice as I rushed in, I didn’t want to do anything that would upset him further.
Getting into the car my new master himself, he automatically went for the seatbelt. His actions seemed like he had done that a million times that it had became a natural habit.
As he buckled himself,he leaned forward to do mine as well,earning a flinch from me,but master ignored my action as if he didn’t just frightened me.
He leaned back to his seat as he started the car just by pushing a button and the car started moving on its own.
We sat in an uncomfortable silence,my gaze trained on my hands as I use them as a distraction from escaping from this God forsaken tight collar on my neck that’s torturing me brutally and making it hard to breathe.
I would have adjusted it but I was scared master wouldn’t like that and I would have asked for permission to adjust the collar but he hasn’t permitted me to speak either.
I am scared to death that I would make one wrong move, one wrong move i do and he would punish me.
My eyes still fixated on my hands,counting my fingers silently in other to liberate my breathing and a way to keep my new master from getting mad at me.
This was my first day, I didn’t want to piss him off and make him take me back to the pet shop to exchange me for a better and more obedient pet.
But I failed. Woefully. A sharp gasp left my mouth and I felt my master’s hands on my neck, immediately trying to free me out of my collar.
I flinched at the contact. My eye’s widening fright as slow whimpers started to leave me.
“It’s okay. You’re fine. I’m not going to hurt you.” He assured.
His hands were surprisingly gentle and at the same time fast as he loosened me out of the collar.
I finally got the ease to breathe peacefully, taking in as much oxygen I could.
As my breathing liberated, I started contemplating whether or not to say thank you.. well because he still hasn’t gave me the permission to speak.
So I just stayed put in my seat, my gave looking everywhere but my master.
I could feel master’s gaze on me. Was he staring at the mark and bruises on my skin or was he just imagining how he would enjoy feeding from me.
Or he could be thinking about both. Either one wasn’t in my favor.
“Can you talk?” His gaze still not diverting from me.
I only nodded but he kept staring and I figured it was a silent way of indicating that I speak so he could be sure.
Clearing my throat gently I said, “Y-yes, master.”
“You don’t speak much then I assume.. you haven’t said a word ever since.”
“You haven’t given me the permission master. I am sorry,I thought you wanted me quiet.” I said my voice a little shaky and my gaze still not meeting his.
My new master chuckled and said, “What! That is absurd. Is that the rule your pet master had?”
I nodded then I quickly said, “Yes master.” I figured he would rather much prefer I speak.
As the pet master always warned us. “You speak when you are spoken to.”
“Well to me you have the permission to speak whenever.” My master said.
“Yes master. Thank you master.”
I sat there quietly again before I hear him speak. “Do you have a name?”
“Uh-m-whatever you want it to be master.” I stuttered a little.
Because pets were never given the liberty to have a name, it has only been up to their master to choose what he wants to call them.
“You are a rogue right?” What was your name before you got captured?” He asked.
“Aurora.” My own name sounding foreign to my ears. It had been so long that I heard it.
“Aurora.” He said, tasting it on his tongue as he stared off into space thinking.
Silence befallen us again and I used that as a cue to look out the window, gawking as I let my eyes wonder around everywhere, taking In everywhere at once as I could as we drove past the street- the shops and the people. The beautiful people smiling and laughing or just talking, going around their day by the road side.
Some wore suits like my master’s and some wore casual free clothes as we pass them.
They looked so happy obviously oblivious to the fact that there are other people who are slaves, either that or they are just okay with the Law.
I closed my eyes, inhaling softly as I try to capture the memory—I want to tuck everything I saw safely in my mind cause let’s face it who knows when I would be out in the world again.
The car started moving slowly as it came to a stop, causing my eyes to flutter open as I quickly darted my face to my master and I realized that we have reached our destination because master started unbuckling his seat belt.
My gaze shifted back to the window as I felt him lean in to unbuckle my seatbelt but was too stunned with the view in front of me to give my master any attention or moreover to say thank you.