Captured

VII – Hungry

XANDER’S POV

Her wounds are healing quite nicely.  It’s only been a few days but she looks a hell of a lot better than she did the night I found her.  I haven’t been training her as I know her body needs to heal. She’s been obedient thus far but we know that will eventually fade.

Today little one, your training will begin. I think to myself as I prepare some food.  I placed a table and chair in her room to start her training. I have less than six weeks to turn this person into the perfect bid for him. She must be the perfect bid or all of this will have been for nothing.  I will not get this chance again.

As I walk into my room she’s sitting up in bed waiting for my return. Let’s see how obedient you are today pet, I think as I let out a sly smirk on my face.

I place the food down on the table and she props herself up almost immediately.  I sit in the chair as I prepare my utensils to eat. I hear her gulp and her stomach growl.

“Are you hungry pet?” I ask her without looking at her.

“Y-yes master,” she replies

I finally look in her direction and see her sitting on her knees hungrily looking at my plate of food.

“When it is time to eat, you must sit by your master,” I tell her.

She looks at me confused for a moment. Realization must have hit her because she slowly got up and sat down next to me on the floor. I pat her head to say she’s done well. I stand to look at her to see if she’s sitting properly.

I tilt my head to the right and notice she isn’t sitting properly and she’s slouching like a damn hunchback.  I let out a sigh and she looks up at me.

“No eye contact with your masters. We are not equals!” I scold her.

Instantly she bows her head down. Fiddling with her thumbs.

“You are to sit down with your legs tucked under you. Arms to your side with your head down,” I instruct her.

She struggles a bit to straighten herself and sit completely with her legs tucked under her. I study her posture for a minute before sitting back down to eat my food. I hear her stomach growl.

“Normally, you will wait until your master feeds you. Since you are healing, I will give you a small tiny break,” I tell her as I hand her a sausage link.

She grabs it from my hand and quickly scarfs it down. I shake my head and roll my eyes at the sight I’ve just witnessed. Letting out another sigh, I have to remember we aren’t on schedule with her training before I decide to punish her.

“Never grab food from your masters hand. Remember, you are a pet and will be treated as such. If I am giving you your food, you use your mouth to grab the food. You need to realize you are not human to your masters. You are nothing more than a pet to them,” I explain once again trying to get it into her thick skull.

“Do you understand pet?” I ask her.

“Yes Master,” she replies in a tiny voice.

“Good. Now that’s settled tell me, what is Rule #1?” I ask her.

“I will speak when spoken to Master,” she answers my question.

I put a piece of bacon in front of her face. Obediently, she uses her mouth to grab the piece of food from my hand. She returns to her position looking down at the floor.

“Rule #4,” I ask her again.

“I must wear a collar at all time. Unless removed by my owner. During parties and such I will also be required to wear a leash,” She answers in a monotone voice completely void of all emotions.

I place a piece of scrambled eggs between my finger and thumb.  Again, I place it in front of her face. I must’ve placed it a bit too low because this time I felt her tongue and mouth on my fingertips. I let out a slight groan at the gesture. God that little kitten mouth of hers had the ability to make me hard even with the slightest interaction.

“Since you’re still healing little one, I will allow you to finish the rest of this. This is your reward for being obedient,” I tell her as I take the utensils with me before leaving the room.

“Master,” she says as she’s still sitting on the floor next to where I was sitting.

“Yes pet?” I ask her, curious to her behavior.

“May I sit in the chair and eat now?” she asks as she awaits my answer.

“You may little one,” I say as I turn around to leave her room.

“Master…” she says once more.

“My patience with you is running thin kitten. Anymore outbursts from you may result in your own punishment. No matter how obedient you are being,” I warn her.

“Thank you,” she says just above a whisper before she begins to eat.

Hesitating for just a moment, I take one last look at her before walking out the door. f**k I sigh out.

“Where are you going sir?” one of the maids ask.

“Out,” I say grabbing my keys.

I left in a hurry, needing to find a release. Her pink little tongue grazing my fingertips as she ate the egg got me. Images played in my head about how many ways I could put that tongue to good use.

I pull up to La Costa Royal. I walk into the club cutting everyone in line. I find Selena one of the waitresses that work here. She was a good f**k, allowing me to do whatever I wanted to her, whenever I wanted.

“My office,” I tell her just before heading to my office upstairs.

She finally enters my office, smiling.

“When I say my office, I mean now. Not five minutes later, not a minute later,” I scold her.

She locks the door and walks seductively in my direction.

“I’m sorry Baby, but I’ll make it worth your while,” she says as she starts unbuttoning her blouse.

“I’m worth the wa—” I interrupt her midsentence by grabbing the back of her neck.

“You do not make me wait,” I tell her just before pushing her face down on my table. I push her thong to the side as I rub my tip against her opening. Without warning, I thrust inside her fast and hard.

She arches her back allowing me to completely enter her. I can’t even look at her the same. I think back and imagine this is the little kitten at home. As she arches her back more, I place my hand on her neck.

“Do you like it when I’m inside you pet?” I ask her.

She doesn’t answer as a bunch of moans escape her lips. She tries to turn around to kiss me as she’s caught up in this pleasure. I force her face back down to the table. She’s not my kitten and I don’t need her miserable face to ruin my fantasy.

I close my eyes as I imagine my little pet moaning in the shower. The way her eyes glazed over, and she looked at me with want…with so much need. The way her tiny little s*x craved more from my fingers and how sweet she must have tasted.

I thrusted harder and deeper into Selena making her moans turn into nothing but screams of pleasure. As I reach my climax, I stop thrusting her and force her down to my hard-wet member.

“Lick your juices clean Selena,” I command her.

She looks at me with her f**k me eyes and does as she’s told. I stroke her wet hair as I make myself go deeper down her throat, gagging her.

“That’s a good girl,” I coo as she’s sucking my d**k clean and dry.

I feel myself ready to unload everything into her mouth. I grab her head and shoved my d**k deeper down her throat and release everything inside her mouth.

“We’re done. You can see yourself out,” I say void of any emotion.

“But I thought we cou—” I stop her before she continues.

“You know what you are and you know what this is. Get out of my office and go back to work,” I shoo her off as I grab some paperwork to bring home. This’ll tie me over until the next training session I hope.