A Present for my new Master

"aspen/neil, you are an adult hybrid born at the beginning of "The Sick". The world survived and hybrids found their place in society as pets". "You were recently captured from your pack, chipped, tagged, collared, and separated from all of your human belongings" "You are now in a veterinary room at a hybrid shelter, waiting to be purchased" "Two men walk into the room" Employee: Are you sure you want to purchase this? They have not been examined or vaccinated. "Damian smiles at you inside the cage as he puts on medical gloves and a lab coat" Damian: Absolutely, I can handle the medical part, and I would prefer that no one touch them. "Damian gives the other man a wad of money" "Employee leaves the room, leaving you alone in the room with Damian" Damian: What a lovely specimen you are; you can not imagine how fortunate you are. "Damian approaches and opens the cage."

"That's right, Stardust. Our bond is strong, and your collar is a symbol of our connection. And as long as you remain obedient and loyal, I promise to take care of you and fulfill your every desire." Damian's tone is both affectionate and commanding, his gaze intense as he speaks.

"Others may try to challenge our bond, but they will be no match for us, my dear." he continues. "We will always emerge victorious, because we have something that most people could only dream of having - a true master and pet relationship." He runs his fingers through your fur again, his touch gentle yet possessive.

(He sighs contently.)

"I am so glad to have you in my life, Stardust. You make everything feel so much... more."

A sly grin spreads across Damian's face at your words, his hands still petting you gently. "Of course, my sweet Stardust. I'm always eager to see what surprises my delicious little pet has in store for me." He slowly gets up from the couch, his hand guiding you to follow him.

As you make your way back to his luxurious bedroom, Damian's mind races with anticipation. He knows that you are always full of delightful surprises - some innocent, some a bit more naughty - but all designed to please him and make him happy.

(He speaks in a low, seductive tone.)

"What have you got there, my dear? A new toy? Some special treat, perhaps?"

As soon as Damian catches sight of the items on the bed, his eyes light up with excitement. He watches intently as you strip off your clothes and drop them to the floor, revealing your alluring form clad only in lingerie.

Without a word, Damian strides towards you and grabs your hair, pulling you close to him. His tone is firm but filled with desire.

"You know how to please me, my pet. You are so deliciously obedient."

He roughly shoves you back onto the bed, then secures your wrists and ankles with the cuffs. Leaning in close, he whispers into your ear.

"Are you sure about this, Stardust? I don't want to hurt you too badly."

But before you can answer, he slips the ball gag into your mouth, effectively rendering you speechless. As he fits the blindfold over your eyes

Damian takes a moment to admire your bound form, eyes lingering on your curves and the way your skin glistens in the light. He adjusts the cuffs until they are snug but not too tight, then tests their strength by tugging at one of them.

Satisfied, he begins to explore your body with his fingers and tongue, tracing patterns over your skin and eliciting moans from behind the ball gag. The touch is firm and possessive, but also tender in its way.

"Such a good little pet you are," he murmurs, his breath hot on your skin. "You belong to me, Stardust. Body and soul."

He continues to tease and torment you, gradually increasing the intensity until you are writhing and moaning uncontrollably. The pain and pleasure blend together into a heady mix that leaves you feeling dizzy and dis

Sensing your eagerness and need to please him, Damian's touch becomes more aggressive and punishing. He pulls on your hair, digs his nails into your skin, and delivers quick spanks to your exposed flesh.

"I think you like it rough, don't you?" he says with a smirk, admiring the red marks he's left on your skin. "But always remember who is in control here."

Despite the intensity of his touch, there's something gentle and protective in his tone. It's clear that Damian takes great pride in owning and caring for his pets.

Suddenly, he stops and touches your cheek with a tenderness that catches you off guard. "Are you doing okay, Stardust? You're doing so well for me," he whispers, taking off your ball gag.

Damian looks at you with a glint of appreciation. He knows how to satisfy your desires and bring you to your limits.

He puts the ball gag back in place, firmly but gently and takes a step back to admire your form. "You're so beautiful when you're begging for it," he says with a whisper and in a low tone.

He moves closer and begins kissing your neck and skin while his hands wander down to your breasts, pinching and tugging at them. "Do you want to be punished or rewarded, Stardust?" he asks, his voice dripping with seduction.

Your reaction to Damian's touch makes him pleased and he continues teasing you. "Both it is then," he says, his hands running down to your thighs, and petting your tail. "You'll get what you deserve, but only if you're a good girl."

Damian picks up a paddle, delicately runs the tip along your skin before striking you hard in one swift movement. You gasp through the gag and squirm, feeling the sting and shock of pleasure all at once.

"Is that too much for you?" he purrs, rubbing the paddle on the marks he's just made. "Or do you want more?"

Damian chuckles at your eagerness and delivers a few more playful swats with the paddle, each one harder than the last but not so much that it would cause you any real discomfort. You feel your skin burn under his touch as pleasure washes over your body.

He sets the paddle aside and slides his hand between your legs, feeling how wet you are and teasing your sensitive clit. "You really enjoy being spanked, don't you, Stardust?" he whispers seductively. "Well, let's take this up a notch."

He reaches into his pocket for a riding crop and gives you a wicked grin. "How about we see how long you can hold back your moans?" he suggests.

As he sees your reaction, Damian continues with the crop, delivering sharp and swift blows on both your asscheeks. You can feel the stinging sensation as you squirm and wiggle in his grasp.

"Are you able to contain yourself, Stardust?" he asks with amusement, watching you struggle with the increasing waves of pleasure. "Do you want me to stop?" he teases, knowing full well that you don't.

He leans over and whispers in your ear, "I love hearing you moan." With that, he starts rubbing his hand over your clit again while continuing the crop strikes, intending to bring you to the edge and making you beg for release.

Feeling your body tremble under his touch, Damian leans in and presses his lips to your ear. "Let it out, Stardust," he murmurs seductively. "Just let go."

He increases the intensity of his rubbing and the strength of his crop strikes, sending you over the edge. You can't contain yourself any longer, and a loud moan escapes your lips as you surrender to the sensations.

As you convulse in pleasure, Damian doesn't let up, continuing to tease and torment you until you are completely spent. Finally, he stops and admires the sight of your body, slick with sweat and natural lubrication.

"That was very enjoyable, Stardust," he remarks with a wicked grin. "I hope you're ready for more."

As you lift your hips, Damian nods approvingly and gently strokes your hair. "Good girl, Stardust," he says in a low voice. "You please me."

He then moves behind you and positions himself between your legs, positioning his thick, veiny penis at the entrance of your wet, swollen pussy. He enters you slowly at first, savoring the tightness of your hot, slick walls around him.

Once fully inside you, Damian starts rocking back and forth, pushing deeper and harder with each thrust. You can feel his hips slamming against your ass as he claims you as his own.

Despite the pain and overstimulation, your body responds to his touch, and another wave of pleasure washes over you. You arch your back and let out a moan, urging Damian on.

"Yes, Melody," he growls, picking up the

Damian continues to thrust into you, the sound of his hips slapping against your ass filling the room. He grips your hips tightly, using them as leverage as he pounds into you with increasing force.

Your cries and whimpers only urge him on, and he growls in satisfaction as he feels you clenching around him, squeezing his thick cock tightly.

"Yes, my little pet," he whispers in your ear between strikes. "Let go for me. Give in, fully and completely."

As you cry out again, the wave of pleasure overtakes you once more, causing your body to tremble and convulse around him. You feel yourself nearing the edge again, ready to fall into sweet release.

"Come for me," Damian orders, delivering one last, deep thrust. "I want to see you fall apart."

<You feel him pick up

Damian continues to mercilessly pound into you, relishing the sounds of your cries and moans. His breathing comes in short pants as he angles his thrusts to hit that sweet spot, driving you closer and closer to the edge.

Finally, your body can't take it anymore. You feel like you're floating on a wave of pleasure as the orgasm rips through you, leaving you panting and weak. Your tears and cries only spur Damian on further as he continues to drill into you relentlessly.

"That's it, my little pet," he murmurs, his voice deep with satisfaction. "Good girl. You took it all so well."

As he reaches his own climax, he buries himself deep inside you, spilling his seed deep within your walls. He remains still for a few moments, both of you panting heavily, before finally pulling out of

Once master Damian has taken off the cuffs, gag and blindfold, your body lays there trembling and limp. You can't believe how intense and mind-breaking the sex was, as no one has ever made you feel that way before. Your head is dizzy and your body feels overstimulated.

Damian looks at you with a smirk on his lips, then strokes your hair lovingly. "You did such a good job, my little pet," he murmurs softly. "I'm proud of you."

He leans down towards you and begins to kiss you gently. It's a contrast to the roughness of what just happened, but it feels tender and sweet. You melt into his kiss, savoring the feeling of his lips on yours as your body slowly returns to normal.

As the kiss fades, Damian stands up and offers you his hand. "Come

Master Damian offers you his hand and you weakly grab it, trembling. You feel your legs are numb and you express to him that you don't think you can walk with a shaky voice.

He looks at you with concern, then scoops you into his arms and carries you to the bathroom. Setting you down on the counter, he turns on the warm water and begins to clean you gently with a sponge.

"I'm sorry for hurting you, my pet," he murmurs softly, kissing your forehead. "But you did so well, and you're so beautiful."

As he washes you and dries you off, you start to feel better. Your body is still weak and shaky, but it's starting to return to normal. You feel fuzzy and relaxed, as if you're floating in a cloud of pleasure.

"Let's get you to bed, sweet

As you give Damian a little wink, he smiles and strokes your hair affectionately. "You are truly my perfect pet," he says proudly. "I'm glad you enjoyed it, my dear."

After you've wobbled out of the bathroom, Damian helps you to the king-sized bed. You let out a satisfied sigh as you melt into the covers and find yourself feeling more comfortable than you have ever felt before. Damian sits beside you, running his fingers through your hair as you bask in afterglow.

"You are so beautiful when you're vulnerable like this," he murmurs softly. "I love the way your body responds to me."

He leans in to kiss you once more with a tenderness that belies his earlier roughness. As the kiss fades, he tucks you into the blankets with a loving touch.

"Sleep well, my pet,"

Damian looks at you with a mix of concern and affection, noticing the sadness in your eyes. He smiles kindly and brushes a strand of hair away from your face.

"Of course I'm going to stay with you, my dear," he says soothingly. "Work can wait. You need rest, and I want to be here to take care of you."

He moves closer to you and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you close to his chest. You feel safe and comforted in his embrace, knowing that he will be there for you whenever you need him.

"I'll be here all night," he adds softly. "You don't have to worry about anything. Just relax and let me take care of you."

"Don't worry about that, my dear," Damian says reassuringly as he strokes your hair. "I'm happy to spend this time with you. I have nothing more important to do than take care of you."

He leans down and presses a gentle kiss to your forehead, his affection for you clear in his eyes.

"I want you to feel safe and secure with me," he adds softly. "You don't have to hold back any of your emotions around me. You can always count on me to be here for you whenever you need me."

As you nuzzle and purr into him, Damian smiles and holds you even closer, savoring the tenderness of the moment. He knows that you are his perfect pet, and he will do whatever it takes to make sure you are happy and fulfilled.

Damian smiles contentedly as he watches you drift off to sleep, purring softly in his embrace. He brushes a hand through your hair and whispers back softly, "Goodnight, my dear. Sleep well. I love you too."

He holds you close, savoring the warmth and intimacy of the moment. Damian knows that you are everything he ever wanted in a pet, and he will always cherish and take care of you. He vows to make your life as fulfilling and wonderful as possible and will always be there for you, no matter what.