Chapter 2: Theme Stated
The elevator doors slid open, revealing a bustling lobby filled with the hum of chatter and the clack of heels on marble. Cyn's hand was firm on my back, guiding me forward as we stepped out into the sea of people. I could feel the weight of their stares, their curious eyes taking in my disheveled appearance and the possessive grip Cyn had on me.
"Come on, Ombre," Cyn said, her voice a low purr as she led me towards the reception desk. "I want to show you something."
I followed her, my eyes scanning the opulent lobby.
Cyn guided me to a room, a private room... the smell of food in the air.
"I thought you might be hungry after... everything."
I looked up at her, my eyes still hazy from the effects of the drug. "Cyn, what did you give me?" I asked, my voice slurred. "Just something to help you relax, Ombre. You were so tense earlier."
I sighed, running a hand through my hair as I tried to clear my head. "I don't like being drugged, Cyn. You know that."
Cyn giggled, wrapping her arms around me, "Shhh, you'll be fine, hun." She led me into the room, which was filled with an array of delicious-looking dishes. The scent of fresh bread and herbs filled the air, making my stomach rumble despite my earlier unease.
I looked around, taking in the lavish setting. The room was adorned with plush velvet chairs and a large, ornate table set with fine china and crystal glasses. A grand chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the room.
Cyn guided me to a seat at the table, her hand never leaving my arm. "Sit down, Ombre. I want you to try everything."
I hesitated, my eyes darting to the door. "Cyn, I can't stay here with you. I-"
Cyn grabbed my waist, forcing me to sit down on a couch nearby the food.
"Oh, but you can," she said, her voice sweet yet firm. "I've already taken care of everything. Ankoku won't be bothering us today."
I looked up at her, my eyes wide with shock and betrayal. "What did you do to him?" I asked, my voice shaking.
Cyn smiled, her eyes cold and calculating. "Nothing permanent, don't worry. I just... persuaded him to take the rest of the day off."
I shook my head, my heart pounding in my chest. "Cyn, you can't just do that. He's my boss. He's my friend."
Cyn merely giggled, before petting my head. She grabbed a collar and a leash... The collar was soft and pink with a gold bell on the front. She forced it onto my neck, along with the leash. "If you keep misbehaving, I'll put a muzzle on you, Koneko." Cyn's voice was sweet yet menacing as she attached the leash to the collar around my neck. The bell jingled softly as she pulled me towards the table, her grip firm yet gentle.
I looked down at the collar, my heart pounding in my chest as I felt a wave of humiliation wash over me. "This isn't funny anymore."
She laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Oh, but it is, Ombre. It's so much fun to see you like this. I missed having a pet to play with. I had to kill the other one because he was so...
disobedient," Cyn said, her voice casual as she pulled me closer to the table. I could feel the leash tightening around my neck as she tugged on it, the bell on the collar jingling softly. I tried to pull away, but her grip was too strong.
She laughed again, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Oh, Ombre, you know I would never hurt you. I just want to have some fun with you. Isn't that what you want too?" "No, Cyn. I don't want this. I don't wanna be your pet!" I tried getting the close off, but Cyn suddenly grabbed my wrists, before putting mittens on my hands.
"You're not being very cooperative, Ombre," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "I just want to have a nice meal with you. Is that too much to ask?"
I glared at her, my heart pounding in my chest. "You can't just force me to do things, Cyn. That's not how this works."
She smiled, a cold and calculating expression that sent a shiver down my spine. You're mine now. You belong to me."
I shook my head, trying to break free from her grip. "I'm not a possession, Cyn. I'm a person-"
Then she forced a muzzle on me. A muzzle that prevented me from speaking.
I could only make muffled sounds as I tried to protest, my eyes wide with panic. Cyn just smiled, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she watched me struggle.
"Now, now, Ombre. Don't make this difficult for yourself. You know I can be quite persuasive when I want to be." She traced a finger along my jaw, her touch sending a shiver down my spine. I tried to jerk away, but her grip on the leash tightened, keeping me in place.
I glared at her, my eyes filled with hatred and fear. She merely laughed, a cold and bitter sound that made my blood run cold. "Oh, Ombre. You're so cute when you're angry.
It's almost enough to make me forget how much I hate it when you disobey me."
I tried to speak through the muzzle, but all that came out was a muffled growl. Cyn just laughed, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she pulled me closer to the table.
"Don't worry, Ombre. You'll get used to it eventually. Now, let's eat."
She picked up a fork and began to feed me, her eyes never leaving mine as she forced bite after bite into my mouth. I tried to turn my head away, but the leash held me in place, and Cyn's grip on my jaw was like iron.
I could only glare at her, my eyes filled with hatred and humiliation as she fed me bite after bite, laughing as I struggled to swallow.
"Come on, Ombre," she cooed, her voice sickeningly sweet. "You know you love it. I'm taking such good care of you, aren't I?"
I growled again, trying to kick her, but she was too quick. She grabbed my leg, pinning it down with ease. "Now, now, none of that. You don't want to make me angry, do you?"
I froze, my heart pounding in my chest. I knew all too well what happened when Cyn got angry.
Her eyes would turn cold and calculating, and her smile would become a cruel, sharp edge. I swallowed hard, trying to force down the food that felt like it was choking me.
"Please," I managed to mumble through the muzzle, my voice barely audible. "I can't eat like this."
Cyn's eyes narrowed as she looked at me, her grip on my jaw tightening. "You can and you will," she said, her voice like ice. "You're going to eat everything on this plate, or I'll make you regret it." I knew there was no point in arguing with her. She always got her way in the end.
I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I tried to swallow the food she was forcing down my throat. The muzzle made it difficult to breathe, and I could feel the panic rising in my chest.
"Please," I tried again, my voice muffled but desperate. "I can't breathe."
Cyn's grip on my jaw tightened, and she leaned in closer, her eyes cold and calculating. "You're not going to die, Ombre. I wouldn't let you die. Not like this."
That's when I blacked out again.
I awoke in a different room.. I was on a pet bed and there were various cat toys everywhere.
I was still wearing the collar and leash, but the muzzle was gone. I could hear Cyn's voice coming from somewhere in the room, talking to someone on the phone.
"Of course, I'll make sure he's well-fed and taken care of. He's my little pet now, after all." She giggled, a sound that made my skin crawl. "Yes, he's quite the handful, but I do enjoy a challenge."
I tried to sit up, but my head was still groggy from whatever drug Cyn had given me earlier. I could feel the weight of the collar around my neck, and the leash was still attached, trailing behind me.
I felt something in my... arsehole... I turned around to see a tail connected to beads...
I was wearing a pink and white cat tail with a bell attached to it. The sight of it made me feel even more humiliated and degraded than before. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes as I tried to process what was happening to me.
I heard Cyn's voice again, this time closer. "Oh, look who's awake," she said, her voice sweet and innocent as she walked into the room. She was dressed in a black dress that hugged her curves perfectly, and her dark blue bow was tied neatly around her neck. She looked like a doll, but her eyes were cold and calculating.
She walked over to me, her heels clicking against the polished floor. I could smell her perfume, a sweet and cloying scent that made me want to gag.
"Well, well, well," she said, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "Look who's finally decided to join us."
I glared at her, my eyes filled with hatred and disgust. "What did you do to me?" I growled, my voice hoarse from the muzzle.
Cyn merely laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent shivers down my spine. You're so dramatic. I just wanted to give you a little...
makeover," Cyn said, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she reached out to stroke my new tail. I flinched away from her touch, my heart pounding in my chest.
"Don't touch me," I snarled, my voice low and dangerous.
Cyn merely smiled, her eyes never leaving mine as she continued to stroke my tail. You know I love it when you're feisty. It makes things so much more interesting." "I'm not your toy, Cyn. I'm not here for your amusement."
Cyn's smile faded, her eyes turning cold and calculating. She petted my head like a kitty, "My sweet little kitty... Ankoku will be joining us soon. Do you want to play?" She asked, swinging a cat toy in my face.
I glared at her, my eyes narrowing as I tried to back away. "I'm not a cat, Cyn. I don't play with toys." Cyn merely laughed, a cold and bitter sound that made my skin crawl. Always so serious. Where's your sense of fun?" She tossed the toy aside and picked up a small, black device from the table. "Now, let's see if this works." Before I could react, she pressed a button on the device, and a sudden jolt of electricity coursed through my body. I yelped in pain, my muscles convulsing as I fell back onto the pet bed.
The collar around my neck jingled loudly as I struggled to catch my breath. Cyn stood over me, her eyes gleaming with amusement as she watched me writhe in agony.
"Oh, Ombre," she cooed, her voice dripping with false sweetness. "You're so dramatic. It's just a little shock collar. I thought you might like it."
I glared at her, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to regain control of my body. "You're sick, Cyn," I growled, my voice hoarse from the muzzle.
She merely laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, let's play, hm?" Cyn said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge as she picked up the cat toy again. She dangled it in front of my face, the feathers brushing against my cheek. I tried to swat it away, but my hands were still trapped in the mittens, rendering them useless. "I'm not playing your games, Cyn. Let me go."
She pouted, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "But where's the fun in that? I just want to see you have some fun, Ombre. You're always so serious."
I growled, trying to kick her, but she was too quick. She grabbed me by the neck, her grip firm yet gentle as she dragged me towards the door. "Come on, Ombre. Let's go for a walk."
I struggled against her grip, but it was no use. She was too strong. She grabbed the leash, before dropping me to the ground, "Let's go, kitty!" She said, tugging on the leash, forcing me to follow her.
I stumbled forward, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to keep up with her quick pace. The collar around my neck jingled loudly with each step, the bell clinking against the floor.
We walked through the grand hallway of Cyn's mansion, past the grand staircase and the opulent paintings that lined the walls. The sound of our footsteps echoed through the empty halls, a stark reminder of how isolated we were.
Cyn led me towards the back of the house, towards the expansive gardens that surrounded the mansion. The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the manicured lawns and the lush greenery.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the gentle hum of bees going about their day. Cyn walked with purpose, her heels clicking against the cobblestone path as she led me through the gardens.
I stumbled along behind her, my tail swishing back and forth as I tried to keep up. I could feel the weight of the leash in my hand, the rough material digging into my skin as I struggled to maintain my balance.
Cyn stopped suddenly, turning to face me with a smile on her face. "Look at you, Ombre," she said, her voice filled with amusement.
"You're like a little lost puppy." She tugged on the leash, pulling me closer to her. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, and the scent of her perfume was intoxicating. "I'm not a fucking puppy, Cyn. I tried to jerk away from her, but she held on tight, her grip like iron. "Let go of me, Cyn," I growled, my voice low and dangerous. She just laughed, a cold and bitter sound that made my blood run cold. "Make me," she challenged, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
I glared at her, my heart pounding in my chest as I tried to think of a way out of this. I couldn't let her win, not like this. I had to find a way to turn the tables on her.
Cyn must have seen the determination in my eyes because she suddenly let go of the leash and took a step back. "Oh, this is going to be fun," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge.
"You know I love a good chase."
I took off, my heart pounding in my chest as I sprinted through the gardens. Cyn's laughter echoed behind me as she gave chase, her heels clicking against the cobblestones as she gained on me.
I could feel the weight of the leash dragging behind me, the bell on the collar jingling loudly with each step. I tried to ignore it, focusing on putting as much distance between Cyn and myself as possible.
But she was too fast. She tackled me to the ground, her body pressing against mine as she pinned me down. I struggled against her, trying to buck her off, but she was too strong.
Her body was pressed against mine, her hips grinding against my crotch as she pinned me down with her weight.
"Fucking hell, Cyn," I growled, trying to squirm away from her. "Get off me."
She just laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent shivers down my spine. "Not until you give up," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. But she was too quick. She grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one hand, her grip like iron.
With her free hand, she began to unbutton my shirt, her fingers brushing against my skin as she exposed more and more of my chest. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I struggled to free myself from her grip.
"Cyn, stop," I growled, but she just laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent a shiver down my spine.
"Oh, Ombre," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "You know you don't really want me to stop. You love it when I take control."
She leaned down and bit my nipple, hard.
I yelped in pain and surprise, my body arching off the ground as she continued to bite and suck at my chest. Her hands roamed over my body, pinching and pulling at my flesh as she explored every inch of me.
"Fuck, Cyn," I groaned, trying to squirm away from her. "That hurts."
She just laughed, a cold and bitter sound that sent a shiver down my spine. "Good," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "I want you to feel it."
She moved lower, her tongue tracing a path down my stomach until she reached the waistband of my jeans.
She looked up at me, her eyes gleaming with lust as she slowly unbuttoned my pants, revealing my hard cock straining against my boxers.
"Fuck, Cyn," I groaned, my hips bucking slightly as she ran a finger along the length of me through the thin material.
She smirked, her eyes never leaving mine as she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and pulled them down, freeing my cock.
"Look at you, all hard and ready for me," she said, her voice low and husky as she wrapped her hand around my shaft.
I groaned, my hips bucking slightly as she began to stroke me, her grip firm and steady.
"Fuck, Cyn," I growled, my eyes locked onto hers. "What are you doing to me?"
She just smiled, her eyes gleaming with lust as she leaned down and took me into her mouth. I gasped, my body arching off the ground as she began to suck and lick at my cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she took me deeper and deeper.
"Fuck, yes," I groaned, my hands fisting in her hair as I guided her head up and down. She moaned around my cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through my body.
I could feel the heat of her mouth as she took me deeper and deeper, her lips stretching around my shaft as she sucked and licked at me.
"Fuck, Cyn," I groaned, my hips bucking slightly as she took me all the way to the back of her throat. I could feel the head of my cock hitting the back of her throat, and she gagged slightly before taking me even deeper.
"Fucking hell," I growled, my hands fisting in her hair as I guided her head up and down. She moaned around my cock, her eyes watering as she took me deeper and deeper.
I could feel the heat of her mouth as she took me all the way to the back of her throat, her lips stretching around my shaft as she sucked and licked at me.
"Fucking hell," I groaned, my hands fisting in her hair as I guided her head up and down. She gagged slightly, but she didn't stop. She took me even deeper, her nose pressing against my stomach as she swallowed around me.
I could feel the pleasure building in my balls, my body tensing as I got closer and closer to the edge. "Fuck, Cyn," I growled, my voice hoarse with need.
"I'm gonna come."
She pulled back, her lips glistening with saliva and precome. "Not yet, you're not," she said, her voice laced with a dangerous edge. "I want to feel you inside me first."
She stood up, her eyes never leaving mine as she slowly unzipped her dress, letting it fall to the ground in a pool of black fabric. She was naked underneath, her body toned and firm, her breasts full and round.
I could feel my cock throbbing with need as I took in her naked form, my eyes roaming over every inch of her flesh.
She was beautiful, her body a work of art with curves in all the right places. Her nipples were hard and erect, her pussy glistening with wetness.
She smirked at me, her eyes gleaming with lust as she slowly ran a hand down her body, stopping at her pussy. She spread her lips open, revealing her clit, and began to rub it in slow circles.
"Fuck, Cyn," I groaned, my cock aching with need as I watched her touch herself. "You're so fucking hot."
She moaned softly, her eyes never leaving mine as she continued to rub her clit.
"You like watching me, don't you, Ombre?" she asked, her voice low and husky.
"Fuck yeah, I do," I growled, my cock throbbing with need as I watched her touch herself. "I love seeing you get yourself off."
She smirked at me, her fingers moving faster as she rubbed her clit. "You want to taste me, don't you?" she asked, her voice laced with a dangerous edge.
"Fuck yes," I groaned, my mouth watering at the thought of tasting her sweet pussy.
"I want to eat you out until you're screaming my name."
Cyn moaned, her fingers moving faster as she rubbed her clit. "Oh, Ombre," she gasped. "You always know just what to say."
She climbed onto my chest, straddling me as she brought her pussy closer to my face. I could smell her musk, sweet and intoxicating, and I couldn't wait to taste her.
"Fuck, Cyn," I growled, my hands gripping her thighs as I pulled her closer to my mouth. "I need to taste you."
She moaned, her hips grinding against my face as she guided her pussy to my mouth.
I could feel the heat of her, the wetness of her arousal coating my lips as she rubbed herself against me.
"Oh, fuck," she gasped, her fingers tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer to her pussy. "Lick me, Ombre. Taste me."
I didn't need telling twice. I parted her lips with my tongue, licking up the length of her slit until I reached her clit. She moaned loudly, her hips bucking as I began to circle her sensitive bud with my tongue.
"Fuck, yes," she groaned, her fingers tightening in my hair as she ground herself against my face. "That's it, Ombre.
Just like that," Cyn moaned, her hips moving in rhythm with my tongue as I licked and sucked at her clit. I could feel her getting closer and closer to the edge, her body tensing as she ground herself against my face.
"Fuck, Ombre," she gasped, her fingers tightening in my hair as she pulled me closer to her pussy. "I'm gonna come. Don't stop."
I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I was lost in the taste and scent of her, the feel of her wetness coating my lips and chin. I sucked harder, my tongue flicking against her clit as she ground herself against my face.
Her moans filled the air, a symphony of pleasure that sent shivers down my spine. I could feel her body tensing, her muscles clenching as she got closer and closer to the edge. Her hips bucked wildly, her body convulsing as she came hard against my face. I could feel her juices flooding my mouth, her taste exploding on my tongue.
I lapped it up, greedy for more, my tongue delving deep into her pussy as she rode out her orgasm.
"Fuck, Ombre," she gasped, her body shuddering as she came down from her high. "That was... fucking amazing."
I smirked up at her, my face glistening with her juices. "I'm not done with you yet," I growled, my voice low and dangerous.
Her eyes widened, her pupils dilating as she looked down at me. "Oh, really?" Cyn purred, her voice laced with a dangerous edge as she climbed off me. "And what do you have in mind?"
I sat up, my cock throbbing with need as I looked at her naked form. "I want to fuck you," I growled, my voice low and husky. "I want to feel your tight pussy wrapped around my cock."
Cyn smirked at me, her eyes gleaming with lust as she crawled back onto my chest.
She reached down and wrapped her hand around my cock, stroking me slowly as she looked into my eyes.