Cecil was laying idyllically in her Owners vines, Her body resting lazily within a blanket of flowers and moss They were watching a Floret cut of an old Terran play called ‘Macbeth’ They had first attempted to watch the original but Cecil had found it far too violent and worrying, The floret cut was much more reassuring and her Owner loved watching her beam at the happy ending where the Affini arrive and rescue everyone.

 

Cecil expected her Owner to put on another Floret cut or maybe try some soft cuddling but instead, she found a small vine covered in small white flowers travelling playfully to her chin tilting it upward until she was staring right into the dazzling eyes of her caring Owner.

 

“Did you enjoy that Little Cecil?” 

 

Cecil nodded leisurely in response, The Floret cut seemed so much more relaxing and peaceful to watch and she didn’t have to deal with any shock or concern that came with most Terran films, The happy Floret cuts gave her such a warm pleasant tingling in her stomach.

 

“I’ll be sure to only play Floret Cuts from now on dear”

 

Cecil felt herself hug slightly deeper into the enveloping vines, Her Owner was always so caring and understanding, Her life on Terra had always been filled with hardship and strife but her Owner protected her from all that now as if her vines were a great shield protecting her from anything that might disturb her feelings of serenity. 

 

“I’ve got a gift for you too Little Cecil” She announced while softly brushing Cecil’s hair. 

 

Cecil remained in her cozy bed of vines whilst watching a few of her Owner's vines uncurl and reveal an object, One vine reached towards it and gently pulled it out revealing it to Cecil as an elegant and alluring red collar. 

 

“For… For me?” Cecil questioned.

 

“Of course my precious pet” Her Owner replied, swinging the collar around revealing her name engraved on the front in a cutesy font. “Present your neck for me, dear”

 

Cecil straightened out her neck hurriedly, She felt a rich desire for the collar flush through her as she saw it swing softly in her Owners vines almost wanting to reach out and grab it herself.

 

“Such a patient pet you are” Her Owner teased letting the collar hang upon her vines before finally picking it up and slowly wrapping it around Cecil’s neck, Cecil seemed to wait an eternity slowly savouring every moment until she heard a sharp click as the collar locked shut and her Owners vines moved back “My perfect, perfect pet” She smiled “All… Mine” 

 

Cecil slowly traced her hand across the soft collar, tracking the engraving of her name, It all felt perfect, The collar rested comfortably and lightly around her neck as if it were a natural part of her that she had been missing until now, It made her smile broadly back at her Owner.

 

“Do you want to try a Class A as a reward my perfect Little Cecil? I really think you might enjoy it”

 

Cecil remembered how days ago she felt terrified of Xenodrugs but here lazily lying comfortably with her Owner she felt so comfortable and relaxed, The idea of being scared of something proposed by her Owner seemed ludicrous She felt as if she could trust her Owner, her Guardian, her Mistress more than anything else. 

 

“I’d like to, Mistress” 

 

Her Owner seemed almost giddy in reply “Tell me if you find it unpleasant and I’ll flush it from your system as quickly as I can” 

 

Cecil felt a slight prickle in her arm which quickly radiated a sensation of pleasure throughout her body, Her Owner looked at her with a look of strong desire painted in her eyes as she cloaked Cecil with her vines, In an instant, Cecil felt thousands of small pets, caresses and kisses each one accompanied with an intense pulse of pleasure, Her drug-addled mind quickly lost track of time only processing the pulsations of love radiating from each and every touch of her Owner, Cecil felt absolutely angelic as if within an otherwordly cocoon of pure bliss.

 

After a while, Cecil felt the sensations temper down making her more lucid, She briefly felt disappointed but the look of delight on her Owners face ensured a feeling of contentment as she came up from the Class A’s.

 

“How was that my precious pet?” 

 

Cecil didn’t know what to say for a moment, trying to condense the bliss she had felt into a few words seemed almost impossible but it did raise several questions to the forefront of her mind like why she had denied such experiences to herself for so long, her fear of Xenodrugs seemed baffling to look back upon, why had she been scared of such a heavenly and sublime feeling, Cecil felt one thought more strongly than the others, She was happier here than she ever had been Terra. 

 

“I want… tobeyourfloret” Cecil rapidly, almost incoherently blurted out.

 

“You have no idea how happy I am to hear you say that my precious Cecil, My dearest Floret”  

 

Cecil lay snuggly within her vines as Oleander seemed to pull out a piece of paper concealed within.

 

“And in that case, I have a contract here to make it official my dear Pet” 

 

Oleander’s vines pulled the contract up in front of Cecil holding it up for her as she read it and softly pressed a pen up against her docile resting hand.

 

The top of the contract has a few things written in Affini script that Cecil couldn’t decipher but she could easily make out the largest section containing her name and a list of the rules and agreements of becoming a Floret and a large space for her signature below it.

 

1. Above all else, you, Cecil, must obey your Owner, Oleander Labelle, First Bloom in all things. This is for your safety, well-being, and care. 
2. Oleander Labelle, First Bloom owns you. You are her property. You do not have political rights in the Affini Compact. 
3. You do have a guarantee of your well-being, as defined in Section 57 of the Human Domestication Treaty. 
4. This guarantee of well-being does not preclude your Owner from disciplining you, as outlined in Section 61 of the Human Domestication Treaty. 
5. As the property of your Owner, she may add, remove, or modify conditions of your wardship at any time for any reason within the limits established by the Human Domestication Treaty. 
6. Your full name is Cecil Labelle, First Floret from this moment forward. 
7. Below this line are additional terms that your Owner, Oleander Labelle, First Bloom, has stipulated. 
8. As a gentle and cute Floret, you must not read or watch anything not designed for Florets or approved by your Owner.
9. For your own well-being, you must not keep your feelings secret from your Owner.

 

“You can add stipulations of your own too flower, I know the contract can seem a bit overwhelming, especially for docile little Sophonts like you” 

 

Cecil thought for a moment, her mind racing with ideas of what to add but then her eyes dart to the fifth section of the contract hanging before her, Her Owner can adjust things as needed already and she can certainly trust her Owner to have her best interest in mind and understand her preferences so why add any stipulations at all?

 

“I don’t have any Mistress”

 

Cecil felt a vine softly pull her eyes back to her Mistress, Her Owner looked at her intently for a moment smiling down “How delightfully submissive of you” Cecil felt a warm feeling inside seeing her Mistress smile at her and moved her pen and looked down to start signing.

 

Letter by Letter Cecil writes down her new name each stroke of her pen eliciting an excited tremble as she seals herself beyond the point of no return into a new life of bliss with her Owner ‘Cecil Labelle, First Floret’ She eventually writes down fully, The final penstroke leaving her almost bursting with excitement.

 

Oleander’s vines seem to wrap around her tightly turning her comfortable bed of vines into a firm encasing keeping her in place.

 

“Such a good Floret for me… forever” 

 

Cecil smiled wildly the words of her Owner filling her with glee, the warm fuzzy feeling inside seeming to only grow, Being told that she’d be with someone forever might have worried her before but now knowing that she’d be with her amazing Owner forever filled her only with a feeling of pleasurable tranquillity. 

 

“I’ll schedule your implantation for a week from now”

 

“Is it… Are you sure it’s safe Mistress?” Cecil asked, A small tint of fear rising.

 

“Look into my eyes my dear Floret” Her Owner ordered, tenderly loosening her vines enough to allow Cecil to move around, Her eyes eagerly searching for that of her Owner, Upon finding them she swiftly found herself staring deep into the familiar sensational colours, They seemed to just go round and round with ever more vibrant glowing intensity.

 

“Just focus on my voice Floret, Let yourself sink into it” Cecil felt the background blur away into nothingness as her Owner’s eyes and voice began to occupy all of her vision and thoughts.

 

“That’s a good Floret. You trust me, don’t you?” Her Owner asked whilst soft vines unleashed pangs of pleasure across her chin and cheeks.

 

“Yes, Mistress…” Cecil confirmed softly, her tone almost emotionless.

 

“You trust that I would never let anything harm you don’t you my dear, dear Floret?” 

 

“Yes, Mistress…” Cecil confirmed softly yet again.

 

“I am your Owner and you are my Pet… You are the most important thing in the world to me my precious Pet, And there’s nothing I wouldn’t do to protect you and keep your pretty little mind safe, and so there’s no need to feel any fear or anxiety from something I recommend is there little Cecil?”

 

Cecil’s eyes widened for a moment as the revelation hit her “No, Mistress” She more energetically confirmed. 

 

“That’s right my precious pet. Now it’s time to come back up for me” Her Owner said as she gently moved Cecil’s head with a vine slowly breaking eye contact much to Cecil’s disappointment with a slight involuntary whine being made as Cecil’s eyes were forced away from the pretty colours.

 

Cecil felt herself being cuddled in her Owner’s lap as she slowly regained lucidity, The slight pang of fear she had felt earlier being very much gone, The knowledge of getting implanted soon seemed exciting, It would allow her Owner to protect her and keep her happy and why should she be nervous of that, It seemed almost bizarre looking back at it.

 

“How are you feeling my pet?” 

 

Cecil had an almost instantaneous response “I feel wonderful Mistress, Thank you” She knew that she had felt scared before and that her Owner had messed with her head to an extent to get rid of it but Cedil just couldn’t think of a reason why that was a bad thing, After all, she didn’t want to feel scared so how could it be a bad thing for her Owner to get rid of it for her, She was still the same pet as she was before just now without unwanted feelings. 

 

“I’m glad to hear that Flower, I wouldn’t be a very good Owner if I left you feeling worried about your operation now would I” 

 

The mere thought of her Owner not being good sent a shockwave down Cecil “You are the best Owner, Mistress. Your so kind and... and considerate and gentle and pretty…” Cecil began to lose track of her train of thought as she simply stared at her Owner as if being taken in by her beauty.

 

“Thank you my dear pet” Her Owner praised as she carefully began to take Cecil out of her vines and down on her own two feet, The praise radiating through Cecil’s body filling her with glee, “I think it’s time we got you some Ice Cream for being such a good pet”