Rebel

Meeting Archie

His lips were soft and I loved the feeling of them on mine. Everything that was wrong drifted away and he was all I could think about. Slowly, he pulled away.

“I knew you were perfect.” He smiled. 

I stared at him for a few seconds, recollecting all my shattered thoughts. I cleared my throat and raised an eyebrow.

“So, Master, what are the rules you wanted to talk about?” 

“Oh yeah.” He ran his hand through his dark hair. “Well, you basically do as I say. If I’m gone, for now at least, you stay in your cage but I will give you some things so you can occupy yourself. You sleep in your cage. Be respectful to me. If you do anything out of line, you’ll be shocked by the collar. If you are in need of pleasure, let me know and you will not occupy yourself in that way.”

“Anything else?” I asked with my attitude leaking through a bit. 

“One more thing.” His expression turned cold and hard. He grabbed me by my upper arm to make sure I was paying attention and looked straight into my eyes. “You are never going back. This is your home now. Forever.” 

My heart dropped but I kept a poker face. 

“Okay.” I replied through gritted teeth.

“Tomorrow we will go out and get you some things, but for now you will have to use what I have for a shower and clothes.” He smirked mischievously.

I let out a quiet groan and he gave me a pointed look.

“Don’t act so excited.” He played.

“Oh trust me I won’t.” I mouthed off.

“I could always steal your clothes then refuse to give you any.” Jacob joked. “But luckily I’m not that mean.”

“I know guys like you and I know exactly what you want from me.”

“Company? Yes, I bought you to have someone to spend my fortune on, and romance is just a possibility. We don’t have to go down that road if you don’t want to.” He clarified.

“Whatever.” I muttered. Zap! I clutched my neck and hissed in pain. Tears stung my eyes and I gave him a death glare. He had stung me with the shock collar. “That hurt you prick!” I yelled.

“Drop the attitude, Callie. You need to learn respect.”

"You sadistic-" Zap! This time, it lasted longer and I fell to the floor. Tears rolled down my cheeks as I scratched at my neck. "Please!" I cried out.

"Use respect when speaking to me." He stated coldly.

"Yes sir. Sorry, sir. May I please shower now?" I whimpered.

"Great job. Yes, you may. Let me get you some clothes."

"Thank you, sir." I managed to say without any attitude. 

“You’re welcome Callie.” He mumbled and went over to his dresser drawers to pick out a few items of clothing.

He grabbed sweatpants and a black sweatshirt and he gave them to me. He showed me the bathroom and demonstrated how to operate the shower before he left me alone to take my much needed shower.

During my shower, I let myself cry out of pity. I had two months left! Just two months! Why was I even homeless and a delinquent to begin with? Oh yeah, my dad and Patrick. At least I’ll never see them again. Unless Jacob has some sick fantasy… Thoughts like this crowded my head until I got out of the shower and I wiped my eyes. I threw on the clothes and walked back out the door. 

“You hungry?” He asked and gestured to the two boxes of Japanese takeout he must have had delivered. 

“Not really.” I lied. 

If I starved myself maybe he wouldn’t want to touch me. 

“Really?”

“Yeah I kinda don’t eat much.” I shrugged. 

“Well I can cook exceptionally well so that will be fixed here soon.” 

His sureness ticked me off. I didn’t like how positive he was about it. 

“Is it okay if I go ahead and go to sleep?” I questioned. 

“Of course Callie.”

The cage door was already open so I crawled in and laid down. It was soft and he put a fuzzy blanket in there as well and I cuddled with it. Even though the light was on, I quickly succumbed to sleep. 

A few days passed and I adjusted to Jacob’s living space. Not much had happened besides him going to the mall with me to buy some clothes. He also strangely went into some stores while he had me stay outside. 

Today I am supposed to meet one of his friends, Archie, who apparently is really nice. I heard the lock on the cage jingle and I looked up to see Jacob’s smiling face. His expert hands unlocked the cage easily. 

I wonder what else his hands can do. I shook my head clear of that thought and smiled back at him with ease. I really am lucky to have an owner as nice as he is. I could have ended up with someone worse easily.

“Good morning Callie.” He greeted.

No matter how much he was nice to me, it doesn’t stop the fact that every time he calls me Callie it makes me want to slap him.

“Good Morning.” I replied. 

“Archie is downstairs waiting to meet you.” He smiled. 

“Oh. I’ll get ready then.” I muttered and crawled out of the cage. 

“I’ll be waiting downstairs.” Jacob nodded. 

I nodded back and grabbed some clothes to change into. I grabbed a grey v-neck and blue jeans. I jogged down the stairs and I stopped when I heard a wolf-whistle. I immediately clenched my teeth and tried not to snap at him. 

“Well hello.” A voice called out from across from me, on the side of the staircase. I tried to ignore the voice and I finished walking down the stairs. “What’s wrong, cat got your tongue?” 

“Leave her alone, Arch.” Jacob laughed. 

“Hi.” I whispered.

“You really picked out a good one, Jake.” Archie giggled.

I walked over to them with my head down.

“Are you hungry, Callie?” Jacob asked.

“No sir.” I responded respectfully. 

“She calls you sir? I bet you like that, huh?” Archie joked.

“I think you’ve learned your lesson, Callie. You can call me Jacob now.” He grinned at me.

“Really?” I asked enthusiastically. 

“Yeah. I also need to talk to you about something.” His smile diminished from his face.

“Oh.” I felt my anxiety level rise. 

“Let’s talk in the living room.” He decided. 

“Alright.”

I followed him into the living area with a racing heartbeat. He sat down on the couch and tapped the area beside him with his hand. I sat down and gave him a questioning look. He cupped my cheeks and brought his lips to mine. His soft lips calmed me beyond belief. His hand sat on my hip, and gripped it pretty tightly. I finally broke away for air. 

“I’ve wanted to do that again for so long.” He whispered. He cleared his throat after a few seconds and looked at me seriously. “So Archie and I have been talking, and we were wondering if you would like to… um… maybe spend the night with both of us?”

“Do you mean… like having a threesome?” I asked nervously. 

“...Yes. I mean, you don’t have to. We were just thinking.” He seemed flustered, which amused me. “So, what do you think?