As we walked, he raised his hand and I looked with interest as runes formed around his hand, and then started illuminating the night around him, just hovering in overlapping rings next to him.

Noticing where I was focused, he laughed. "It's just a light spell, kitten."

I suddenly realized I needed to pee kind of bad-- had the cage suppressed that, maybe? Or was it just because I was walking around now?

I looked up at the elf who had me on the leash, and hesitated. I really didn't want to ask him to let me pee if I could just get to a bathroom.

"...how soon will we be home?" ...did that just make me sound like a bratty kid? He was looking back and down at me, his eyebrows just slightly furrowed, and I lowered my eyes. "...sorry. How soon will we be home, Master?" I glanced up to see his reaction, and his expression gentled as he reached out and ruffled my fur and my eyes half-closed as I relaxed just a bit and felt nicer....

...wait, no! If I relaxed I might...! I stood up a bit straighter, keeping careful control of my inner muscles... were the muscles to hold in pee the same as a guy and a girl? They clearly weren't entirely different, sure, but it was hard to tell, I just had this feeling of uncomfortable pressure and need.

"It's a bit of a walk, so I was going to buy us some food first. Why do you ask?"

I looked down again. I didn't think I could hold it that long, and I really didn't want to piss myself in front of everyone. "I... I need to visit the bathroom... Master." There. Only forgot his title for a moment.

He tilted his head a bit to one side, and then shrugged with an easy smile. "Okay, we can spare a moment." He walked me over to a nearby building, apparently just a public restroom, maybe? It looked like it was well maintained, though.

A small part of me wondered what sort of public works systems they had, but really I was mostly focused on really needing to pee. He lead me in front of a hole in the stonework which had water flowing slowly through it. "There you go."

I looked up at him, and then back down at the hole, and then back at him.

He smiled. "I guess ferals wouldn't have these... you just sort of squat over it."

"Um, no, I got the basic idea, just... do you have to be here while I do?"

"You really wanna be unleashed and alone in a public bathroom?"

"...I guess... that could be taken as an invitation of sorts?"

He nodded, raised an eyebrow slightly. "And you would be blind."

"Please... please stay with me, Master." I was uncomfortable with it, but my bladder was also increasingly uncomfortable, and waiting wouldn't make it better, and asking him to leave wouldn't help, either.

I squatted over it, and I just... I was too tense and afraid and my body was too unfamiliar to actually let go immediately, and I whimpered softly, rubbing my arm with my other hand as I tried to calm myself down enough to just release in this unfamiliar position.

He petted my head gently, then stroked down the back of my neck, and grasped the very back of my neck, not super rough, but firmly, and my body just relaxed as my brain felt like it was turning off a little, and I realized I was peeing.

It didn't take too long to empty myself, and he released his grasp. I got my bearings a little, and I stood up and looked around for toilet paper, but he made runes float around his hands for a moment as he rubbed my pussy, cleaning it. "There you go." He seemed utterly unashamed to be cleaning up after his pet.

"...thank you, Master...." Very quietly. Even if I knew it was smart to thank him, doing it was hard. I felt so much heat in my face, and I started walking out of the public toilet just to leave, and he followed after me, keeping close as we stepped out.

Anyone who saw us stepping out would know what we had done, or imagine worse... I felt so ashamed.

"Hey, you're learning great, kitten. You're obedient and devoted to me, so you can relax a little, okay? I don't expect the world out of you on your first day."

Being closer, I could smell him, and... he smelled nice. Like, normally I wouldn't smell a dude up close, and I don't know if it was the elven thing or my new nose or female body or what, but he smelled good. Just the slightest hint of musky or something over a clean, unfamiliar... maybe an almost forest-y scent? Or did I just think it was forest-y because he was an elf...?

He let go of me, and I walked by his side along the streets, hazarding a glance this way and that as I tried to figure out more of this place... a lot of elves and a few humans had the spells of runes floating by them, looking more or less similar to his, at first glance, and shedding light as well... but far less beast kin did.

I swallowed. Food, shelter, what passed for rights -- if I even had any -- and now light, too... beast kin were utterly dependent on their owners, and I was his pet now. "What's your name, Master?" I wanted something to refer to him by, besides 'Master'.

"Kelluvin."

A skuttling multi-segmented train-like thing that was uncomfortable to look at passed the intersection in front of us, and my stomach turned, and I looked up at him, worrying I'd see something else I wasn't prepared for in this alien world if I looked elsewhere.

"Kelluvin," I echoed faintly, trying to memorize it.

He reached over to grab my hip, rubbing my fur lightly with his fingers, and a little shock of physical pleasure went through my body. "You look so cute when you're trying to think."

Why was I so sensitive? And also, what was that? "Trying to think?" I stared up at him, and then realized again as he furrowed his brow that my life was in his hands and I really wasn't thinking if I was opposing him over a little insult.

I had heard worse from some of my bosses, really... just they weren't groping me while they said it.

I adopted an appropriately apologetic face and put my forehead against his shoulder to hide my expression from him. "Sorry, Master."

He apparently took this as a cue to publicly grope my ass through the thin white skirt I was wearing, the fabric only pressing my fur closer against my ass as his fingers sunk into it possessively, and it felt a bit nice and extremely scary that he was just touching me in public like this, and I let out a soft little moan. "...please... not in public, Master...?"

He slid his hand up to my waist, and squeezed me a bit closer. "Okay, not for today. I know it's a lot for you to process."

I nodded slightly, trying my best not to moan or whimper further. "...thank you, Master."

He ran his fingers lightly through the fur on my head, tracing my scalp with them in a way that felt way too good, and started off, giving a slight tug on my leash, and I started following him without even thinking about it. Apparently, if I moved without hesitation, it didn't cause that feeling of doom. 

It was easiest and most comfortable if I just obeyed without hesitation... how insidious.

I wondered if the collar was making me this sensitive, but asking would reveal that I didn't know how sensitive my body was usually supposed to be, or maybe make him thinking I was enjoying his touch more than I was used to... well, the latter wouldn't be that bad, tactically speaking... but I just didn't want to do that.

He took me into a restaurant, and I hesitated as he sat down at a table, glancing between the floor, and then another chair... where was I supposed to sit in this sort of scenario?

He grabbed me and pulled me into his lap, and I tensed a bit for a moment, but didn't resist, relaxing against him as best I could.

He scritched behind my ears and oh no! Now he was stroking them and my body was trembling with pleasure, and I could hear purring... no, that was me purring, I was purring from his touch as I slumped against him, that's what this trembling was.

I realized vaguely that he was having a conversation with the waiter as I rested my head on his shoulder and he lavished my head and ears in gentle but confident touches... he had probably done this a lot.

Maybe he liked knowing he was bringing me pleasure and there was nothing I could do about it, maybe he just thought this would make me happy because I wanted to be his so much.

Kelluvin.

I realized I still hadn't introduced myself. He didn't think my name was particularly important, maybe.

...what was my name now, anyways? The one I had on Earth felt implausibly masculine on this body. I had kind of liked my name, but calling me that here would just feel like a bad joke.... god, him rubbing the tips of my ears better than some blowjobs I had had, and here he was doing it in public and I couldn't do anything.

The plates arrived, and he picked up a piece of food with his hands -- a little chunk of meat -- and pressed it against my lips.

This just felt like too much-- sure, I was letting him pet me, because that seemed to be the whole pet dynamic, I was going to let him fuck me, although I didn't want to think about it....

But letting him feed me? Was I just going to surrender everything to him?

I pulled back out of his lap, and sat down in the chair opposite him, and he raised an eyebrow. I realized my leash was looped around a knob on his chair, but the table was small enough and the leash long enough that this was pretty tenable.

He raised an eyebrow. "Not hungry?"

"I know how to feed myself."

He stared for a long moment, and I stared back, heart beating faster if I wondered if I had made a terrible mistake.

Finally, he reached out to stroke my cheek, and I made myself not pull away. "Well, you don't have to eat if you don't want to... I came here for you to give you a little treat, if you don't want that treat, it's fine. I can feed you later."

"So... if I don't eat from your hand I can starve to death?"

He raised an eyebrow. "If you really wanna starve yourself for like, four days, go ahead-- if you hate it enough to wait that hunger out, sure, fine, you win, I'll let you eat on your own." He let out a soft sigh. "Really, I came here because I thought you might like it... I wanted to give you a treat for being such a brave girl and reaching out to me." His voice was a bit defensive.

He took one of the cups of water on the table... at least, I assumed it was mostly water... there were small yellow flower petals floating in it. The other one was right next to him too, and I reached out for it, but he put his hand over it and I bit my lip.

"Um... I do need to drink water sooner than four days, Master...?"

He took another long sip of his own water. "Mmm, that's true... how about this: you can drink on your own, but I'll feed you. Sound like a deal?"

I hesitated, but realized both that I was rather hungry as well as thirsty after staying in the cage all day, and that this would be a stupid thing to try to fight him on.

He was at least willing to acquiesce a little, and that's something I had to encourage if I was going to negotiate anything with him in the future. I nodded and scootched my chair over closer to him on one of the sides, kitty-corner to his.

He smiled, graciously handing me the water and letting me drink in the cool liquid, with it's slightly, sweet slightly floral flavor... incredibly refreshing, although maybe that was just not drinking and sitting in a cage all day.

I set the water down and looked up at him a bit expectantly, waiting for him to feed me, then looked away, crossing my legs under the table, embarrassed I was just submitting to this even as part of a deal.

He picked up a little cube of meat and pressed it against my lips once again, and this time I opened them, and tried not to think about how, in a sense, I was letting him put his meat inside me... no doubt he'd soon enough... I tensed, inhaled and exhaled through my nose as I tried to maintain self control.

I realized the cube of meat was still in my mouth, and chewed through the slightly crisp exterior and then delicate texture that was just the perfect amount of fatty for a moment, feeling it's juices run down my throat, and... huh, that was probably some high-end meat he was feeding me, at least from the standards of my world. He really was trying to treat me, huh?

He wiped my mouth with a napkin before feeding me another little chunk of meat and I realized I had been drooling. Embarrassing. Was I that hungry, or was this body just that reactive?

I  saw out of the corner of eye that he was eating a little too, but every time I finished a bit, another little chunk of meat or perfectly seasoned vaguely potato-like veggie was presented in front of my mouth and I took it and ate it, and after a bit closed my eyes so I didn't have to think about all the other people who were eating here... not that anyone was looking, as far as I could tell, but being publicly fed like this was humiliating.

At least I wasn't being publicly groped...? Well, unless the ears counted. I didn't really have a level of taboo of groping a girl's ears publicly in my world, it really just hadn't come up, though I felt it'd be kinda weird.

I did, however, have the sneaking suspicion that he could bend me over the table and fuck me until I passed out and no one would care... well, if they cared, maybe they'd even find it cute or take pictures -- if cameras were a thing -- or ask him if I could use my mouth to take care of them or something? No one would stand up for my dignity, certainty.

I whimpered softly, and he wiped his hand on a napkin, stroked my head again, and his hand on my head felt so good, and now he was stroking my ear again. "Are you okay there, kitten?"

"I'm... I'm okay, just overwhelmed..." ...Kelluvin? What was the word I was supposed to say? "...Master...." I hated how I sounded saying that, overwhelmed by embarrassment and now pleasure and obedience and purring, and pulled back a little, trying to get my bearings.

"...Mmm. Well, I'll finish this plate and take you home... there's food at home too, if you end up being hungry."

I nodded a little, and leaned back in my chair. "Are you always this gentle with...?" Your pets? I didn't want to finish that sentence.

"You're my first." A hand -- his hand, I realized -- took hold of me firmly by the back of the neck making my body relax and my mind become just the slightest bit foggy as he leaned in and pressed a kiss against my lips.

"I can't say that I'll always be quite this gentle with you, I do expect you to learn... but who wouldn't be gentle with such a cute girl on her first day? You'll get used to being mine soon enough, and then I won't able to savor your shyness anymore." Said sweetly and without malice, although it felt like some sort of emotional sadism to enjoy how uncomfortable a girl was... well, I was glad he was being gentle for now, at least.

Right. I needed to seduce him, to secure my place, even if the thought made me sick. My body trembled worse as I opened my eyes a little, and slid back into his lap, snuggled up close against him, and he stroked my back slowly gently with one hand as he finished eating.

"Okay. I do want you to try just a little bite of this dessert, okay? It's a bit of a local delicacy."

I nodded a bit, and something harder and more cubish pressed against my lips, and I let it in, and his fingers slid into my mouth too a little, just as I was starting to bite down a bit-- I stopped before my teeth broke his skin, but I heard a sharp inhale from him as I quickly opened my mouth back up and he withdrew his finger, and I looked up at him with wide eyes. I tried to say "sorry", but it came out pretty incomprehensible with the sweet cube in my mouth.

He smiled down at me and stroked my head. "You're fine, kitten. I know you didn't mean it."

I nodded a little and rested my head back against him as I sucked on the... candy, I guess it was? But sucking on it, in addition to the sweetness, I was getting little traces of various alien flavors, and I reflexively bit down on it and the layers crumbled and I was overwhelmed by a torrent of flavor as I trembled in his arms.

It was way too much, but spitting it out didn't seem like a good idea, and it was at least interesting, so I tried my best to crunch and suck it down, and looked up at him again, although he was a little blurry now... I had tears in my eyes?

"Do you like it, kitten?"

"Umm... well, it was good flavors... just... a lot of unfamiliar ones at once...." 

He blinked, then smiled. "Mmm, that's my bad... I didn't think about you ferals not getting any of the finer things in life, your food was probably pretty one-note, huh?"

I nodded a little. "Probably... well, not like I'd have anything to compare it with before now...."

He scritched under my chin. "It's meant to be sucked rather than chewed, but you didn't need to swallow the Svethal if you hated it, you know."

"But... you gave it to me...." If I refused it it would've been another fight, probably, and I had just bit him. I realized my voice sounded even softer and more submissive than I had meant to sound. I was not used to getting the effect I wanted through these vocal chords.

"Mmm... well, you can try it again sometime, but I don't want to overwhelm you too much on your first day... we're going to take it nice and slow when we get back, too... you're going to enjoy being mine."

I tensed up a little, but nodded against his chest.

***

It was a mansion, I guess-- a small one, but even on Earth this would've looked like the house of a pretty rich dude, weird segmented angular architecture aside.

I stood in front of my new home and just looked up at it with a slight sense of impending doom, things darkening as if to show me the future that awaited me... wait, no, that was my leash. 

Kelluvin looked back at me, turned, and walked to my side, and I smiled up at him nervously, and he swept me up into a bridal carry, causing me to squeak and cling to him. Symbolically getting married, at least in my world's terms, didn't make me feel any less nervous as he took me over the threshold... well, if I was just married at least I'd have a little more status....

He carried me onto a large six-corner bed and laid me down upon it, and the covers felt softer than silk, and he laid down next to me and smiled as he started to gently pet my belly.

I tried to just let him do what he wanted, he was good at making me relax and I didn't really know what I was supposed to be doing as the girl who was about to get her virginity taken... well, I didn't know if this body was a virgin, but it'd certainly be my first time having my pussy anything more than fingered in public.

"You okay there, kitten?"

"Yeah... I just haven't done this sort of stuff much before. Sorry." My pussy did seem to be getting wet as he played with one of my nipples idly, which I guessed was good, having him shove inside me would hurt like hell.

"Oh, really... never had a man make you cum before?"

A little shudder went through my body at that. "...no...."

He just kept teasing my nipples and stroking my body until I started to calm down a little, breathing in and out slowly as he groped my thigh. Maybe I could handle this now?

My eyes blinked open as I realized he hadn't touched me in a good five seconds, and I looked over to see he was stripping off his clothes... and his body looked nice, aesthetically. If only I was inhabiting that one instead.

He caught me watching and I guess misinterpreted my look of longing to be him, and gave me a little smile, something between shy and proud, as he slid back into bed next to me and started rubbing my outer lips gently, then slowly pressing into my entrance even though I whimpered softly, kissing my cheek and neck and murmuring quietly into my ear that it was going to be okay before kissing it, kissing my lips as he rubbed my pussy and I tried not to scream or beat him up.

I spread my trembling legs a little as he got on top of me, trying very very hard to hold in everything I knew about being a man and that this was not okay and that I couldn't let this happen, and my body wasn't ultratense... until I felt the warm, large, head of his cock starting to press against my entrance, and my pussy clamped down hard, my body tensing as I instinctively tried to push him away with all of my strength, but he was right on top of me and his cock was still pressed against my entrance and I couldn't parse the words he was saying and I screamed and curled my fingers, clawed at his shoulders, and then he was screaming too.

He pulled back and I curled into a ball, my screaming dying down to whimpering as I realized there was blood on my claws and it was his and he was probably going to get rid of me now, hopefully he wouldn't kill me, sometimes animals who hurt their masters got put down, but he wouldn't do that... right? I closed my eyes and cried, knowing I couldn't fight him if he raped me or slit my throat or whatever it was he wanted to do next.

Near-silence, for a little while, just my whimpering and some rustling and stuff as he got ready to tie me up or kill me or whatever and I just... I couldn't run, the collar would kill me if I tried. I was utterly helpless.

"Well, this didn't work out. I think it would be better, for both of us, if I sold you back to the market." He sounded upset, but at least in control of himself.

I opened my eyes and looked up at him... his shoulders bandaged, and just looking disappointed and maybe a little hurt emotionally as well as physically as he looked down at me. "I thought you wanted me to buy you."

"I... I did... I'm sorry..." Fuck. I shouldn't tell him I isekaiied, but I had to at least explain myself, right? "I... thought I could do it. You are the handsomest guy I remember seeing, just... I don't remember what I was doing before today, and apparently... I don't know. There might be some bad memories."

He blinked, stared down at me, and raised an eyebrow. "...seriously?"

Well, it wasn't surprising he was incredulous.

"No, like... everything is weird and unfamiliar and I feel like I... well, I was trying to be honest with you, sort of. I really thought I'd be able to endure having sex with one man."

"Amnesia, huh? Maybe we can pretend you used to be an elf!"

I blinked and started crying again as he just trusted me so easily, but then he laughed and I realized he was joking.

He stroked my cheek gently. "Well... you did make that agreement with me, so even if that is the case, I'll keep fucking you as long as you're mine. I take agreements pretty seriously... but if you aren't suited to this kind of life, I guess I'll just take the ten percent loss and get my refund from the market."

I didn't want to go back... being with him was horrible, but I couldn't imagine anything else would "Can't you just... tie me up or drug me or something?" It'd be easier if I didn't have any agency in any of this.

He stared down at me, raised an eyebrow. "Sounds like a bit of a hassle to do every time I want to fuck you."

"...yeah." Well, there went my only idea. It was too much of a hassle to make me rapable. My eyes started filling with tears again. This time tomorrow I'd probably be in a brothel, being forced over and over again by men until I was utterly broken... I wiped away my tears. Everything in this body was just so intense, I wasn't going to give up... maybe I could get a nice lady owner this time....

He was smiling at me a little. "It's cute how quick you bounce back... mmm, tell you what, Alice, I'll give you another chance."

I blinked. "Alice?"

"That's your name now. Unless you remember your name, despite the amnesia?"

I slowly shook my head. "The few names that feel on the tip of my tongue don't feel like... the person I am."

"Okay, so Alice."

"Alice," I confirmed. I looked up at him hesitantly. "You're... giving me another chance... Master...?"

He smiled at that. He did seem pretty easy to please, at least. "Yes. I'll let you choose how we have sex, and if you make me cum, I'll forgive you."

I nodded slowly, trying to breathe. In, out. In, out. Like his cock would soon... I shuddered. Okay. 

Focus.

Anal was harder to relax for than vaginal, from what I heard. That left my hand or my mouth, and... I didn't really know how to stroke a guy's cock, except mine, and he could stroke his own cock... but I... did at least know how to suck on things. Everyone did, right?

I hesitated for a long moment as I tried to discard the shreds of my pride, and then he started to gently play with both of my nipples again, rubbing them between his fingers... if I was a girl, you'd think I'd at least have breasts... I was mature, roughly equal size to the other catgirls I had seen, just utterly flat-chested compared to them... so why did his fingers on my nipples have to feel so good?

"Um... your cock...."

"Well, yes, I assumed we'd be doing something with that," he responded lightly as he pulled on my nipples slowly, and pleasure spiked through my body and a feminine moan escaped my lips. It was utterly unfair how good he could make my body feel.

I stumbled over my next words the first time I said them, with this combination of simmering emotions and this stupid tongue which was so clumsy at human speech apparently, but steeled myself.

Breathe in. Breathe out. "Can I suck your cock, Master?"

He raised an eyebrow, and waved a finger at me. "You sure you can do that without biting? I will punish you if you do. Severely."

"Um..." I opened my mouth, and then closed it, and hung my head a little. I couldn't really be sure of any of my capabilities... maybe if he lubed me up enough and came at me from behind, pinned me down... my body was shuddering at the very thought, and I was trying to hold myself back from tears.

"Do you want a ring gag, kitten?" His voice was a bit gentler.

I nodded a little, and he leaned down to open a compartment, and I opened my mouth as he moved in to press the ring into my mouth and tie the strap around the back of my head.

"Mmm, that's a good cutie..." He stroked my cheek. "Now, you're going to have to get used to getting fucked in every single way... but we'll start here, okay? Now kneel down on the floor for me."

I kneeled down on the floor and his cock was right in my face and looked even bigger, and he pressed it up, into my ring-gag and I could smell it... it could've smelled worse, I guess. He was fairly clean. I made myself lick the head of his cock as he put it into my mouth, and he pulled back. "Wow, you really are new at this stuff... I wonder if you were a virgin before all this."

I shrugged helplessly and he stroked the top of my head, smiling down at me. "Mmm, maybe I'll make a point of taking all your first times."

I nodded a little as I looked down, and couldn't help but start to purr a little as he stroked my ears.

"...now. Your tongue is pretty rough, and while it can feel nice on the shaft, I don't want you licking the head of my or any other guy's cock, you got that?"

I nodded slightly, and let him put his cock in my mouth... not too deep, at least not yet, not so deep I'd have to gag, but he let me lick his shaft, trying to neither get too freaked out by the smell and flavor of his cock, nor get used to them. Probably a lost cause, I'd get used to all of this sooner or later. Another little sob went through my body.

He put his foot on top of my lap while I licked the underside of his cock, pressing his cock in just a bit further, making me gag a little as the head of his cock hit the roof of my mouth. "Spread your legs for me, kitten."

I hesitated, and he pressed down his foot a little harder. "Now, kitten."

He could do so much worse to me if he wanted... I spread my legs, my body tensing up a little more, and he pressed his foot under my little skirt started very gently rubbing his toes against my pussy folds... oh no. I was wet now.

My body was getting ready to be used and my eyes were tearing up again so I just closed them and focused all my attention on licking the shaft of his cock without gagging as he rubbed it against the roof of my mouth.

I couldn't entirely ignore that his foot rubbing against my wet pussy was feeling a little good... this stupid body just seemed to interpret almost anything as pleasure. And... his hands were on my head now, and I tensed a little, thinking he'd hold me in place and fuck my throat, but unable to really stop him in any meaningful fashion.

But no. No, that would've been too easy, to just be brutally used in a way I couldn't resist. He was gently petting my head and pressing his thumbs gently into my ears as he stroked them firmly from base to tip, and a little shudder ran through my body again, this time with pleasure.

I licked his shaft, slowly inhaling and exhaling through my nose... this just made his smell and taste that much more pungent. I whimpered a little into his dick, and he just took this as encouragement, and kept petting, causing me to purr, which vibrated against his cock... oh. Was this why catgirls were popular? Vibrating sex toys once you got them conditioned to like getting fucked?

I wondered if it was something in the collar that was intensifying this sensation, but I was hardly in the place to ask. My nose assaulted with his scent just as my body was with pleasure, and my mouth was with his cock grinding insistently against the roof of my mouth.

...yeah. If he could make it this pleasurable, I'd probably get used to it in time, and... that was as terrifying as it was reassuring. I wasn't gay, but apparently physical pleasure was physical pleasure as far as this body was concerned.

I couldn't stop my purring making my body vibrate, or my incoherent moans, or the drool run down my chin because of the o-ring and all the attention my mouth was getting.

A soft ache was beginning to develop in my lower body, a bit like blue balls, I guess, and I realized it sort of was... my pussy was starting to feel the absence of something.

Another shudder of fear and pleasure went through my body as he continued to stroke me, and then suddenly one of his hands slid down my cheek and throat and landed gently on my nipple, before starting to softly pinch it, making my body shudder in pleasure as unfamiliar yowls escaped my lips.

It felt a bit different, but it felt close enough for me to know an orgasm was building, and I tried to hold back, I didn't want this... but I couldn't do anything against his mercilessly gentle hands and foot. I yowled and mewled into his cock as my body shuddered with my orgasm, incomprehensible pleasure pushing away all the bad thoughts for a moment.

Apparently the noises I was making or the fact that he had just made me cum made him cum himself, his seed spraying up into the roof of my mouth forcefully, causing me to gag and cough between yowls. I bit down hard, but the O-ring stopped me, and the only one I was hurting was myself as the power of my jaws was concentrated on that O of metal before I managed to stop.

After a few moments, he pulled his cock out of my mouth, and I managed to stop coughing and gagging, looking up at him tearily... and it seemed like he was waiting for something.

"Thank you, Master." My words were nigh incomprehensible with the o-ring and his cock in my mouth, I imagined they worked up to this sort of thing in elocution classes.

"Good girl," he said warmly, and I don't know if it was arousal per se, but a feeling of submission arose in me... not cause I was into guys or liked what was happening to me, just... submission was something that helped people survive, I thought I had read something like that at some point in my world. And now that's what would help my survival, after all.

He gently reached out and undid my ring gag, took it off, and I forced myself to swallow the last bit of cum that was pooled in my mouth... not easy to swallow well with an o-ring in there, after all.

His cock was still there in front of me, dripping cum now... did he want me to lick it? That's what a girl in a porn would do, probably... I was about to make myself lick it, but remembered about licking the head of his cock, and pressed my lips against it, kissed it. It was maybe a little bit easier to make myself do something sexual right after cumming, my head was filled with a pleasant buzz, and I hesitantly sucked the cum dribbling out of the tip of his cock.

Usually when I imagined the future, I could see a multitude of them before me, all the ways that my life would change from my decisions...

Now there was only one: I'd slowly let him condition me... no, I'd help him condition me into being his sex slave.

I rested my head against his thigh and wrapped my arms around his back. "...thank you, Master." The words felt distasteful leaving my mouth.

"Awwwh, was even that blowjob too much for my little pet?"

I whimpered softly. "I'll do better...."

"I know... you're doing your best... you're very lucky you're so smart and cute, you know that?" His voice was as soft and slow and heavy as honey, and he bent down and grabbed me around the waist, hauled me up into his lap and I whimpered, trying not to tense up and pull away as I thought he'd fuck me now... hopefully I could stop myself from hurting him this time....

But he just pet me softly, stroking my cheek and playing with the tips of my ears gently. "Shhh, you did good, kitten, that's all you need to do for tonight, and it'll get easier... you just have to accept you're a pet who's here to serve others, and it will all get really easy, I think."

I whimpered softly and clung to the man who was training me to be his. "That's what I'm afraid of...." My voice was very soft. "I don't know what my previous life was like... but all of this feels wrong."

"You don't need to worry about your past life. Just be here with me."

He pressed my head against his chest, and I nodded a little, did my best to relax and trust him. What other choice did I have?