tags/cw: pet whump intimate whumper, sexual whumper, restraints, power play/control dynamics, surveillance, food control
When DR-1149’s eyes opened, they were shocked to see that they were no longer in their box. The straps that bound their arms and legs were gone, and the Facility collar was no longer around their neck. Instead, they were wearing a thin steel one, with no seam that they could feel anywhere around it. As they lifted their hands to tug at it a bit, they saw the matching ones on their wrists and ankles. They could also see where they were seated.
All around them, thick silver bars separated them from the living room of their new Master’s home. It was minimalist and sleek, with light coloured walls, black leather furniture, and steel accents not dissimilar from DR-1149’s cage, collar, and cuffs.
“1149, you have been purchased and will receive your designation.” The Facility Handler had said. 1149 knelt in their cell, hands resting on their thighs and head downturned. “Domestic-Romantic. Your training and aesthetic preparation will begin presently.”
They assumed the waiting position that they knew best, hoping that their new Master would come soon. They wanted to meet him, the man who had spent so much money and time to have their hair cut into a clean bob and dyed platinum blonde. To have the nipples of their pert little breasts pierced. To have them prepared with a few simple commands.
Wait: Kneel, palms down, head down.
Present: Ass up, arms outstretched, holes available.
Open: Same as wait, but with mouth open and good eye-contact.
They had learned well, learned quickly. DR-1149 wanted to be good for Master, because good pets were rewarded. Good pets got treats…at least that’s what Handler had told them. And the Handlers knew what was best for the pets. The Handlers wanted all of them to succeed.
DR-1149 jumped as the door to their crate swung open with a soft creak. Hesitantly, they poked their head out of the opening, half expecting some kind of repercussion for moving, but found none. So, they crawled out carefully, and settled just outside the door of the cage, reassuming the Wait position. Were they about to meet their new Master?
Ah, wonderful. You learn quickly, pet.
DR-1149 looked around the living room they were in, looking for the source of the voice. It was deep, smooth, masculine. Their Master, for surely it was him, sounded older than they were by a good margin, and hopefully kind.
Apologies I cannot be there to greet you in person, but I’m afraid I had a great deal of work to do today. Welcome to my home, pet. Your new home. I would tell you my name, but you really don’t need it, do you? You will call me Master, or Sir, and that is it. You…they told me you are called DR-1149. As you can see I am quite the fan of technology, but I loathe the idea of calling you by a number.
They perked up a bit at the idea of getting a name. They had heard that some kinder Masters would name their pets as a sign of ownership and affection, but it often took days or even weeks of good behaviour to earn. And Master was, on the first day, giving them a name.
Look at you…so soft and blonde. Hmm I think I’ll call you Angel. Do you like that, Angel?
“Yes, Master. I like I very much.” Angel said. There was a chuckle in response.
Very good. Now, as I am sure you’ve gathered, I am talking to you through a SmartHome speaker system. In fact, this entire home is controlled with SmartHome technology. In fact, much of it is my own invention. Everything, from the climate to the security to the appliances is controlled remotely by myself. There are also cameras throughout the home, so I can keep n eye on what goes on. Do you understand what that means, Angel?
“Um…it means that you will always be watching me?”
Clever pet, yes. It means that I am always watching. For example. Stand, and walk over to the cupboard for me.
Angel complied, and stood, sheepishly walking over to the cupboard. They tried not to feel too ashamed, knowing they were being watched, as the little black shift they wore barely covered them. But then, had Master been here in person he’d be seeing the same thing. So, why did it matter if it was on camera?
Good. Open it for me. the voice ordered. Angel nodded, and tugged on the handle. It didn’t budge. They tugged again, and nothing. See? I have the cupboards locked. Watch this. With a little ‘click’ the door swung open.
“Oh…” Angel said. Suddenly, the gravity of Master’s control over them set in. He controlled everything. If they wanted to eat, they would have to ask permission, and be very good.
You seem to be catching on. It is safe to assume that every single thing in this house is connected to me somehow, and therefore in my control…including those pretty cuffs you wear.
“M-master?” Angel stammered, their heart racing a bit. This was…a lot. Immediately, they could hear a soft hum, before the ‘shunk’ of metal hitting metal, and their ankles shot together, their wrists up to their neck, and Angel fell to the floor. The same chuckle ran through the house as Angel struggled, panicking. Then, the hum stopped, and their limbs were freed. Angel took the Wait position right away,
Electro-magnets. Clever, eh? There are few other features to those, but I certainly hope you won’t be needing them. Regardless, I gather you’ll catch on rather quickly. Right, Angel.
“Yes Master, of course Master. I…I am made to be good for you. Serve you.”
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