Thief Treatment

[sachiaiko]

Ethan

I smiled, I couldn’t help it, as I watched the play of emotions over Jason’s face. Of course they didn’t expect for me to agree with them – who would? Here I am, a Master, a dominant, and I am laying claim to two men who at this point have not come to terms with the life of servitude that they actually desired deep down. It’s a hard thing to come to terms with, the DESIRE to serve, something that is well and truly bred out of men from an early age. Men are supposed to be strong, independent, fighters. Go ahead and get angry, but don’t you dare cry! That’s how our society looks at men. Serving is not something that we should ever actually *enjoy*.

I’d teach them, however.

So, I smiled at Jason, my eyes sparkling with amusement that I couldn’t hide, and wouldn’t have wanted to even if I could. As he came up to me, I fully expected the attack. I’d have been surprised if he’d seen the logic in my earlier words, and furthermore, he didn’t realize how strong I really was. So as he lunged at my knees, I braced myself against the door and...

... And I took each and every blow he landed upon me, my smile never once wavering. As he grappled with the door, I simply held my ground, my glance traveling to Rob to give him a small and jaunty wink, and the door never even budged.

I continued to smile.

If Jake ever did speak about me, which was possible, but doubtful due to the level of pride in most ‘Master types’, I’m sure he’d have said I was the most immovable creature he’d ever met. A rock, in a rather nice masculine package. Not only would that have been physically, but also emotionally and mentally. If I choose to do something, I did it, period.

I allowed Jason to struggle with the handle of the door for a moment, then began to chuckle softly and slid one hand into his spiky locks – a bit like my own, but with such a lovely color. He was one sexy little sub, I had to admit. I most certainly understood why Jake wanted him to begin with. Heh. Fingers curled around those locks, and I gave him a sudden tug, sharp and strong, pulling him back to kneel before me by his hair – and he could either choose to rip his own hair out, or he could choose to follow my lead.

“Jason, I assume.” I said to him, my eyes flickering towards Rob for a moment to make certain he was watching this exchange. If he was smart, he’d learn from it. If he wasn’t, he’d try and use that knife on me. Either would be fine by me, it’s always fun to watch the face of a man when he realizes the slice he’d just given me was healing up before his eyes.

Once they realized that I was a different caliber of man then Jake had been all together, things would settle down some. We had a bit of time before that happened, though.

“Alright, pet. Have you gotten it out of your system? Or would you like for me to let you go and try again?” I asked, arching an eyebrow down at the little fire sprite I held in my hands. “Because honestly, I’m fine with letting you hit me for a while. I’ve already come to terms with the fact I enjoy pain. Course, I doubt you’re trying to turn me on – however the end result is the same.” I reached down and grasped his hand with my free one, pulling it up to grind his palm against the hard thickness of my arousal beneath my pants. “The more you fight me, the more turned on I get. I’m not a man, I’m an animal. I like my mates to throw punches.” I said, then gave another grin that I knew looked much more like an animal leer then any thing else. I couldn’t help it, nor could I help the low growl which trickled from my lips before I released his hand and let it drop.

“Lets get something straight. You can not beat me. You can not kill me. You can not out run me. You can not seriously hurt me. You can not frighten me. You can not win with me. You can, however, try to do all of those things, and end up with the repercussions, if you so desire. All choices that *you* can make.” I paused for a moment, then looked down into Jason’s face and said very clearly one more thing.

“Despite all of those things I have said since I first walked into this room... I will not rape either of you. When you come to my bed, it will be because you want to. So rest easy of mind there, sprite. I may be a monster, but rape is not my particular flavor of passion, nor pleasure. Do you understand what that means? It is another choice that the two of you have. The only real choice that you have that surrounds your body, as everything else now resides in the realm of MY choice when it comes to your body, if not your mind. You still hold the largest choice that comes to your body. Now, hopefully you can see I am not so bad a Master. Simply different then what you are used to.”

I released his hair, folding my arms over my chest once more as I gazed at each man in turn, waiting for a response.

 

[joeys-game]

I watched and waited, glancing at Ethan's face every so often to see whether or not his expression had changed. At one point he flashed a little smile at me when we had eye contact, a smile that to me suggested i had better pay attention but that was again my 'choice'.

I was stunned by his strength when i saw him lift Jason and place him back at his feet, in his 'place'. There was absolutely no way i was going to go through this again, one ride with Jake had been enough to last me a lifetime.

I had learned, i was better mannered than i had been, better behaved, i had learned to serve Jake, love him a little even, I contributed somewhat to society, i had remained out of jail except for that one instance.
I didn't need to relearn everything despite what Jake thought, despite what he had so obviously told Ethan, i also had a habit of embelishing the truth and i still had that small anger problem.

The glint of the knife flashed again and i was unable to maintain my composure..I picked up the blade, brandishing it in Ethans direction..

"Look Ethan", i variably spat at him. "I don't belong here, im not staying here, so lets just say adios and then you can get the fuck outa my way!"

I walked toward the bigger man, i felt almost dwarfed by his immense size, Jason was taller than i ,as was Jake but i had never 'felt' smaller, with Ethan it was much, much different!

Looking up at him i challenged his authority, yes i had the knife but i would have been insane not to have it, of this i was sure...

 

[Microwave0ven]

I couldn't believe this. The guy just took everything I dished out, even if it was enough to rock any other person off balance a second, at least. He grabbed my hair and pulled me painfully back down to kneeling. "Jason, I assume." he said, almost amused.

I was too tense to speak, so i just glared up at him, wishing I could do more damage to him. My best plan of the moment was toast, from this brief experience, it didnt seem like i'd be getting out anywhere, anytime soon. He took my hand and pressed it to his groin, making me feel his arousal. I dropped my hand as soon as he let go of it. "I'm not your mate. But you're an animal alright." I snarled at him, resisting the urge to see how much pain he considered a turn-on if I punched him with my as-of-yet-unpatented 'nutcracker'.

He was cool, calm, and collected. In control of himself. Not angry, just amused, it showed in his green eyes. He reiterated the choices available, all of which he had reasoning against why we shouldn't take those choices. I thought at first he might've been bluffing about what he could do, but now, I wasn't so sure. Now he claimed he wouldn't rape anyone, that we'd go to his bed because we wanted to. Damn this guy was confusing.

Rob was trying something now, but I wasn't going to be a part of it. I backed off as soon as Ethan let go of me, scrambling to my feet and going to stand at the far wall, putting as much distance as possible between me and him.

 

[sachiaiko]

Ethan

I watched as poor Jason scrambled back to his feet and pressed himself to the far wall, his eyes roaming over me with a wary uncertain sort of look to them. He didn’t know what to make of me yet. Good. It was cute and amusing all in one adorable package.

And then Rob began to speak again, and I chuckled as my eyes shifted to rest upon him, my headtilting just slightly to take him in, anger and all. He approached me with the knife, and I moved my feet into a more stable and steady stance, legs apart at the shoulders, and arched an eyebrow towards him, looking unimpressed.

“Go ahead, cut me. See how much good it’ll do.” He smiled a feral smile, “You’ll just make me hotter then Jason did, I’ll get to taste blood, even if it’s my own, and maybe you two will see how much of an animal I *really* Am.” I knew my words were menacing, my expression was menacing, hell, even the look in my eyes was menacing. I could be a downright scary mother fucker when I wanted to me.

I wanted to be.

I held out both arms, palms and wrists up, clenching my hands into large fists and pumping them like you would before giving blood, pumping up the thickness of the muscles in my forarms (Nice to look at, prominent veins.) and my upper arms, (even nicer to look at), then raised my eyes to Rob with a slow malicious and wicked grin. “What’re you waiting for? Slash my wrists, little man.” He dared him.

“No really. Go ahead. Lets see how much damage you can do, pet. How about this – you cut me badly enough that I can’t catch you and pin you down, and I’ll let you go.” I said grinning wickedly.

This’ll be fun.

I continued to hold my forarms out for him to cut, waiting to see if he’d actually have the balls to do what he was threatening.

 

[joeys-game]

My adrenaline pumping, standing direcly in front of Ethan, the knife feeling slippery in my hand i watched him, i listened, i thought he was full of shit!

Granted he was putting on one hell of a show, pumping his arms, his veins bulging as the hot blood was forced to move faster through his massive body.
His words seemed to slice right through me, making me question my motivation, my bravado..His eyes burned into me, challenging me, fuelling my already angry mind.

When he presented me with a 'choice', a possible escape from this fuckin night mare i snapped.

A loud scream tore from my mouth as i raised the sharp knife, up into an arc, slicing through the air before it ripped through the veins, first in one upturned wrist and then on an upward swing bit through the throbbing veins on Ethan's other wrist!

I stared in horror as blood began to run but immediately started for the door not wanting to stick around and witness anything, especially anything that may or may not prevent my escape.

Feeling absolutely sick to my stomach i attempted to rip the door open , i could almost see the stairs and the open front door so familiar was i with the house.

 

[Microwave0ven]

I was shocked when Rob actually slashed the knife through the air with a slight whispering sound, the blade easily cutting through flesh and arteries amongst other things. Blood spurted out, the redness contrasting with the relatively clean floor. Taking advantage of the situation though, I unfroze and charged up as well, bringing a knee up into Ethan's outer thigh muscle, supposed to bring someone down, and fed him a knuckle sandwich as well.

 

[sachiaiko]

Ethan

I stared directly back into poor Rob’s face as he snapped, fueled with so much anger and so much hatred. I’d have to be gentle with this one, at least on some level. He needed to realize there was no shame in what he enjoyed. I could see when that last bit of rage sapped his remaining morals, and then he screamed.

I held my hands steady as he slashed downward at first one wrist, then the other. I felt the bite of cool steel as it nicked my flesh, I felt the warmth of my blood seeping and pouring over my wrists and down onto the carpet, and I watched on with a detatched sort of fascination. It always interested me the way my body worked. How my body would heal so insanely fast, and how even the smallest of pain always ended up causing a rush of adrenalin and in turn euphoria in my system.

When Rob grabbed at the handle of the door and yanked, he only managed to get it about a foot of the way open before he encountered my massive body blocking the way. I’d never moved out of the doorway, I’d only braced myself for the cuts, so I was still quite very much in the way of the poor mans escape. Maybe he should have lured me away from the door before trying to bolt through me. Heh.

As he struggled with the door at my side, I just stood there, watching the blood slide and dibble down my arms, licking my lips as the scent of the blood made me feel quite a bit more dangerous, more unchecked, savage and hungry. My eyes had gone from that bright grass green that was their normal color to a pale pale green like seafoam, feline eyes, as I turned my head and cocked it very animalistically at Rob, just as Jason rushed me again.

I didn’t so much as dodge out of the way of that ‘knuckle samich’ as I actually just moved an inch out of the way so quickly it was before the younger man could pull his blow, which sent it landing into the door just above my shoulder. The blow at my leg hit, and as I began to half-topple, I shifted my body to do so INTO the door, allowing my weight to rest against it as my foot came out and swept at Jason’s feet, banking, and hoping that the fact he’d (probably) ended up with his fist in the door he’d have been to distracted by the pain to catch the sweep to his feet and would topple helplessly to the ground.

I took a moment to right myself up again, chuckling. “Not bad.” I said, nodding a head, hey, Jason got in a good blow, even if it didn’t do much good. It still deserved some praise.

One of my hands came out then, lightning fast, suddenly gripping Rob’s hair so quickly and so hard I had to be careful not to cause him any real damage. I was to strong, and the bloodlust made me a bit stronger and more caeless. I yanked hard on his hair, but unlike what I’d done with Jason, simply making him kneel before me, I tossed Rob halfway across the room, leaving him to catch himself or sprawl onto the floor.

“Wanna give it another go?” I growled out, drawing in a slow and deep breath and letting out yet another deep snarling growl before lifting both wrists to my mouth, one at a time, to lightly lick at the would be wounds. When both wrists had been licked enough to clear away the blood, I dropped my hands down, turning my wrists out, baring the now blood-free wounds that were little more then scratches, not bleeding at all any more and were healing right as the two of you watched on.

“I said before I was an animal. I actually meant it. I’m not human. Why do you think I’m so unfathomably strong? So absolutely certain of myself? I’m not anything either of you have ever dealt with before. You simply can not out maneuver me. You may want to reassess your choices.” I growled low in my throat, my entire chest reverberating with the effort to maintain my human form and not change with the spilling of blood. I’m a master at control, however, I had to be. I wasn’t always, however, which is why in the early stages of my change I’d been a submissive – that time I don’t really wish to talk about. At least not yet.

 

[joeys-game]

Ethan's hand snaked out so suddenly, grasping me by the hair, lifting me off my feet and quite effortlessly tossing me across the room. I fought to land with some dignity in tact, managing to at least land half on my feet before the full impact rocked through my body and i fell to my knees, pain shooting through both ankles.

I didn't move, didn't even breathe for a few seconds, the absurdity of what i had just done finally entering my brain, i had never before tried to really, really hurt anyone and i had just attempted to actually kill a man, though he was obviously like no man i had ever encountered.

My eyes finnally drifted up to look at Ethan, to really look at him, to try and fathom just what i was actually seeing, i couldn't, my mind wouldn't allow me to, i couldn't accept what my eyes were telling me to be real.

Ethans cuts from the blade were healing before my very eyes, just as he said they would, i was fascinated yet terrified at the same time..he was asking if i would like to give it another try, snarling at me , alook of amusement almost on his face..

Instead of attacking Ethan with the knife as my anger resurfaced, threatening to send me out of control again i raised the knife and with one quick movement cut deeply into my own flesh, opening up my own wrist.

 

[Microwave0ven]

My hand missed Ethan's face by inches, landing on the door instead, which hurt. A lot. Before I could get over my knuckles, Ethan's other foot swept out and knocked my feet out from underneath me. I landed flat on my back, my breath leaving my body in a single whoosh.

I was sure my knee came into contact with his outer thigh, that alone should have knocked down any regular man, but he was still up. Not only that, but he grabbed Rob by the hair and tossed him across the room. Obviously, any damaged one to him was minimal, if he was able to do that.

I figured the safest thing to do would just be to stay still. I lay on my back where he'd dumped me, just trying to catch my breath. He showed Rob his wrists, after licking them clean of blood, which he seemed to enjoy. The cuts were gone, almost completely healed, just scratches. I saw the cuts before, they were deep, bleeding. Now they were almost gone. What was going on? Ethan was growlong low and deep.

Rob was still across the room, he'd managed to hang onto the knife somehow,even as he got tossed. He cut his own wrists with the knife. My eyes widened as blood seeped out of his cut. I looked to Ethan, then back to Rob. If Ethan would go over there, I might be able to open the door and get out, but that would leave Rob here with the maniac...

 

[sachiaiko]

Fuck. I snarled to myself. I could see in a blink of an eye, that blinding moment before some one does something unfathomably stupid, that Rob was about to do something... well, unfathomably stupid. Now, I’m fast, but I’m not THAT fast. He was halfway across the room, knife still in hand, and as he lifted the blade to inflict damage upon himself I was racing across the room, hands reaching out to stop the downward slice of the blade.

I was too late. So, fuck, I’m no as perfect as I like to think myself, right? I should have seen Rob would have tried to inflict damage on himself, and I didn’t see it coming. It blindsided me, and while I’m a damn good dom, this made me upset as all hell. NOT at him, but rather at myself. I should have paid better attention.

I snatched the knife away from rob and pocketed the blade after considering and disgarding the idea of throwing it across the room. (Wouldn’t do for Jason to get his hands on it, would it?) My hands, once free of the blade, came back up to gently grip Rob’s wrists, my palms holding his wounds closed as I turned my head and stared at Jason.

“If you run while I care for him, I will track your ass down and put you in a closet for three fucking days. Sit in that corner and keep your mouth fucking shut. Unless of course you want to make yourself useful, and you can come over here and talk to him.” I pulled my shirt over my head, ripping it into shreds. Damn. I liked that t-shirt. It had Hello-Kitty on it saying “If I hear the word CUTE One more time!!” With angry eyes as she threw a fit. Most people wouldn’t get the joke, but anyone who could tell I was a leopard found it amusing as hell, including myself.

So, I ripped strips of my shirt off and glanced up at Rob, “Stay still.” I growled, the scent of his blood tickling my nose and making me want to take a nice bite out of him. He smelled good. Fear, blood, anger, sex – it was all good to me. I could nearly hear his heart thumping ad pumping the blood from his veins. “What you did was stupid. If I had any less control, I’d be eating you instead of caring for you.” I commented, trying to make it sound light and amusing. I know it didn’t really work, leopard humor is often lost on humans who just look horrified. “I’m kidding.” I said, but truth is – I wasn’t. I mean, what I said was the truth, but I was saying it to be playful, not to scare the poor boy.

Grabbing him with both my hands, strips of cloth on the floor beside me, I sat my ass right down beside him and quite literally dragged him into my arms and into my lap, whether he wanted to kick and scream or NOT, he was going into my arms. “If you fight me, you’ll bleed to death. I don’t think you really want to die. I think you had a moment of feeling cornered and panicked, like a wild animal – to which I can relate – and you did something stupid and painful. Now, please, Robbie, sit still and let me take care of you.”

I took the first strip of cloth and began to wrap it around his wrist, tight, tight tight. I knew I’d need to get a doctor in here but for now this would do the trick, at least I could keep him from keeling over. Thankfully, he’d cut sideways, not up and down, so I might even be able to keep him from needing to see a doctor with my limited medical training. (Dom’s need massive fist aid abilities. Specially the type of dom I was, not to mention I’m a dangerous man, its good to know this stuff.) I worked quickly, and the second arm was tied up tight as hell in no time flate, then I took the extra strips and began to go over the bandages again and again, tying them tight as I could to keep the blood from seeping out, but not so tight as to cut circulation off completely. Between tying off these strips of my beloved T-shirt, I stroked fingers through his hair, tucked him in against the warmth of my chest and whispered things to him softly.

It wasn’t really anything important, you know, “Don’t worry, I won’t hold this stupid act against you.” Or, “I think the knife was better suited to me, least I can heal it.” Or, “I’m sorry you felt so cornered.” Or, “Stay still, lemme get you comfortable.” Or, “Is that too tight?” – I wanted him to realize that just because I considered him a submissive, a slave, or a pet didn’t mean I considered him worthless. Hell, far from it. Whoever gave these boys the idea that subs were less than really fucked up!

“You know,” I finally said after a few moments, both wrists now tightly tied up as he rested in my lap and I held him gently and very affectionately. I was rummaging for my cell phone, I’d call the pard doctor and she’d come fix what little I could do. “Just because you’re a submissive, doesn’t mean you aren’t precious.” I said quietly, then fingered the keypad on my cell until I found her number and hit send.

“Yea, Joy. I had a little mix up over here out Jake’s place. Uh huh, yea, one of them. Took a knife to his own wrists. Got it stopped but he needs stitches. Can you come out?” I paused, listeing to her sighing at me over the phone and chuckling softly, “Thanks, I appreciate it, Joy. Bring them kids lollipops. No, not for him, silly. For me!” I laughed then hung up the phone, glancing around the room to check for Jason. I wasn’t gonna worry myself about him right now. I could track him down no problem, specially out here, away from town.

“She’s on her way, how’re you feeling? Light headed? Do you need some orange juice?” I asked, touching my hand to his forehead and cupping his cheeks gently. “Speak to me, Robbie.”

I’m sure he wasn’t expecting this type of treatment, it seemed to me like whomever had trained him, had forgotten to train in to him the reality that slave or not - any good dom LOVES and values their sub, and would never want them to be miserable. Misery should only come in short bursts – it shouldn’t be the reality of their whole lives. Misery is a training tool – not a life style.

 

[Microwave0ven]

It was as if Ethan read my mind. He rushed over to Rob's side and confiscated the knife before he could do any more damage to himself. I was up and had my hand on the door when he turned to look at me. “If you run while I care for him, I will track your ass down and put you in a closet for three fucking days. Sit in that corner and keep your mouth fucking shut. Unless of course you want to make yourself useful, and you can come over here and talk to him.”

If he was true to his word, as he had been with everything else he'd said so far, then he would probably really go to the trouble of finding me. I didn't know what to do, so after huddling by the wall for a few minutes, watching Ethan taking care of Rob, at least he didn't seem quite so insane, I got up and left the room, opening and closing the door as quietly as possible.

I decided, I'd take a walk around, and if there wasn't any way to get out, then i'd go back and wait until a better time. I snuck downstairs and found a pile of clothes on a shelf near the door. They were mine. Apparently that's where Jake had moved them. I put them on and looked outside the front door. Well well, a dusty, older model car sat outside. My outlook brightened considerably. I didn't hear anything coming to follow me from upstairs yet, so I went outside.

I checked the car over - it didn't have a security alarm in it, but it was locked. I didn't have time to waste, so I broke the window, unlocked the car from the inside and hopped in. I opened the dash and hotwired the car after a few minutes of difficulty remembering which wires went where. Flipping the gear into reverse, I drove out of there as quick as I could, not looking back and headed out on the one-way road the wrong way, just needing to get back to town.

I wasn't expecting another car to be coming this way though, and both of us screeched to a halt just a few feet away from hitting each other. A young woman got out of the other car. She looked like she was about to speak to me, but I turned and ran.

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy

Name: Joy
Profession: Doctor
Race: Leopard, submissive to Ethan.
Hair: Fiery red/orange corkscrew curls down to the small of her back. Wild as hell.
Height: 5 feet 2 inches.
Build: Slight, big chested, wide hips but not really over weight. Its just the way god made her – CURVY and CUTE.
Looks: Adorable, button nose and a splash of freckles over cheeks and nose. Olive/grass green eyes with golden flecks that formed naturally, easy smile, lush lips. She’s good a great bedside manner because she’s just so damn cute. No one looking at her would expect her to be strong, she looks like a ‘fluff ball’ for lack of a better term.

 

[joeys-game]

Rob

As soon as i had turned the knife on myself, sucessfully slashing deeply through both wrists i felt Ethan at my side, removing the knife from my hand and holding my bleeding wrists tightly.

He was talking to me, nonstop, but not with any real anger, no anger at all in fact. I saw him strip off his tshirt and begin ripping it into long strips, wondering stupidly what he was doing.


I felt incapable of either movement or speech, letting him pull me into his lap, cradlling me against his warm body as he began to wrap my damaged arms, all the while talking, trying to comfort me, letting me know that i was going to be okay, that he would take care of me, rocking me, checking my temperature and asking about my physical self.

I was deeply confused, i should be receiving some form of punishment for my transgression, my obvious weakness, my uncontrollable anger, my attempt on his life for fucks sake! Instead he was 'caring' for me, making sure that i would in fact live, running his strong hands through my hair, calling me Robbie, a name i hadn't heard in many years.

He asked me to speak to him, to say something, letting me know that i, me, was precious. All i could do was turn and look up at him, the confusion obvious in my eyes, full of unshed tears .

I wanted to sleep, or to wakeup because i most certainly had to be dreaming. I closed my eyes then, i didn't want him to see any more of my weaknesses, i heard him talking to somebody, a doctor perhaps...drifting a little now i suddenly realized i was still in his arms, he was still holding me close.

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy

I certainly wasn’t expecting to nearly collide with the vehicle coming down the road at a speed that, honestly, was just short of ‘breakneck’ in my book. As Jason turned off to the side and skidded his vehicle off to the side of the road, I blinked at him curiously. This had to be one of the pets that Ethan was dealing with currently – and if it was, I’d never live it down if…

The little fucker was running! RUNNING! Do I really look that scary? I should hope to think not, at least, that’s what I like to tell myself. I suppose the hair if some one caught me early enough in the morning could be rather frightening.

“Hey, hey, hey!!” I shouted, giving a growl as I leapt out of my car, leaving the front door wide open as I took off into the woods following after the rather ‘ungainly’ form sprinting (and not well mind you) through the woods. I leapt over logs, dodged trees and skidded around bushes like I’d been raised in this particular neck of the woods. Truth was, I did know it well enough, but I’d been raised around the other side of the river from here. It all looks the same after a while. “You’re only going to piss him off if you run!” I shouted again, sighing helplessly as I continued to chase after the boy.

Finally, a struck of genius hit me as I decided to cut sideways and go around so that I could cut him off ahead. That way he’d have to make a break directly for me to get away – and seeing my small size he’d assume he could knock me down without a damn problem. Litting does he know...

...Poor Jason.

I wasn’t about to waste any tears on it though, he was making me run. I hate running. Well, I hate running if I’m in human form. As a leopard running can be very good indeed. In human form? Good god no. Gah!


I positioned myself in front of the trail Jason’d been working on, just in a small clearing where he couldn’t miss me but the easiest course of action would be to try and go through me, and I listened to his fast approach.

Then, I waited...

Ethan

I knew that he was in shock, I mean, he had to be after what he’d done to himself. But it scared me that he wasn’t talking. I cupped his face inn my hands again and frowned down at him. “Robbie, you need to speak to me.” I said, lightly tapping his cheeks in an effort to gently get him to come back around.

I’d seen that confused look in his eyes, like he couldn’t believe I’d actually care about if he lived or died. I sighed gently, shaking my head. What was jake doing? Christ. How could this boy not know how precious and important a true submissive was? There IS no shame in it, it’s a good thing.

“What, Robbie?” I asked him as I held him closer, cuddling his weak form to my chest, “Hasn’t anyone ever loved you before?” I couldn’t help but wonder. “Cared for you? Shown you that you were special? Important? Worth saving? Hasn’t anyone ever cherished your life before? Well, if they haven’t, they’d certainly done themselves a huge disservice, not to mention what they’d done to you.” I stroked my fingers through his hair again, sighing as I glanced at the clock on the wall and waited impatiently for Joy to arrive... where the fuck was she?


I knew I could keep chattering here to Rob, but right now, I was growing more and moe worried that he would end up passing out. Would he get punished later? Maybe, maybe not. It all depends on what he does and how he acts after he wakes from the odeal. Either way, Ethan meant everything he said. Subs are precious, and it’s time some one taught both these boys that they are special in and of themselves – even if Ethan’s way of doing that wasn’t exactly...

Traditional?

Heh.

 

[Microwave0ven]

I sprinted as fast as I could through the woods, away from that woman, whoever she was, but I'm a city boy, not used to running through all these trees, leaves, branches, roots, and logs that all seem determined to trip me and catch me.

I didn't know who she was, but the only thing at the end of this particular one-way street was that house, which meant she was associated with Jake or Ethan in some way. I followed a little trail, not quite sure where it led, but as long as I was headed away from the house...

...Seconds later, I reached a small clearing and as if magic, that little firey-redhaired lady was there, the one that was from the car. I stopped dead in my tracks in suprise, nearly keeling over with my momentum, panting from my sprint.

Shit shit shit shit shit.

How did she get there? How did she know where I was going? what did she want?

I didn't wait, I didn't want to ask, I just charged straight at her. If she was smart, she'd dive out of the way, or else I'd just try and change my trajectory last-second.

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy

Ah. There he was. My sight is of course much better then a humans sight, so I saw Jason long before he ever caught a glimpse of me. Not cause I was hiding, naw, just cause of the way the woods are set up. It can be hard to spot some one when they’re simply used to living as a part of the woods day in and day out.

I watched him faulter, his eyes darting around as he tried to figure out what to do next, and I gave yet another exaggerated sigh. “If you run you’ll just piss him off.” I said again, shaking my head at Jason. “He’ll find something that you both love and hate at the same time so you’re all confused whether or not it’s a punishment. You really need to go back, and just pretend that you had gone in search of orange juice for the sick one or something.” I held out my hands, giving a helpless shrug. “You’re going back one way or the other. This way you get the choice to pretend you hadn’t run, and assuming he doesn’t ask me right off the bat, I wont tell him. But I can’t out right lie to him.” He didn’t look like he was even listening to my words. Bummer. Well, that was life, nothing I could do.

As he charged me, I took a couple steps forward so when he tried to change his path of motion he didn’t have enough time. I spun, swept with my leg out at his ankles in an attempt to put him on the ground, which is a safe bet considering my strength, then (assuming I got him down) pounced directly ontop of his body, my legs straddling his hips as I growled a low and deep growl “Like I said” I sighed “yer goin back one way or another. Don’t make me knock you out an carry you.” I told him, hands on my hips as I tsked.

 

[Microwave0ven]

This was the second time in less than a day I'd been felled like a damn tree in a clear-cut zone. Not to mention, this time, it was some short girl doing the chopping at my ankles. She jumped on my prone body as soon as I was down, growling in a manner reminiscent of the big brute at the house. “Like I said” she sighed “yer goin back one way or another. Don’t make me knock you out an carry you.”

"A little thing like you, knock me out?" I replied scornfully. She was petite, don't get me wrong, but how could someone that small knock me out?

She put her hands on her hips and tsked at me. If she wasn't a girl, I would have knocked her over, but I'd been raised on values that you don't hit girls. In this case, I took the opportunity to do a semi-push up with my forearms and roll sideways, hopefully getting her off balance enough so that I could get my feet under me and keep going. It seemed I was fighting a losing battle, but I wasn't about to give up and admit defeat to a maniac and a girl half a foot shorter than me.

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy

Christ!

“Didn’t anyone ever teach you that size isn’t everything?” I said to him, and when he tried to lean up and push me off balance I shifted my body weight and stayed put, then reached for a nearby stick and hefted in my hands, staring at his head. “I’m a doctor, I know how and where to hit you so that you’ll go down like a sack of rocks with nothing more then a head ache when you wake. Actually.” I dropped the stick and my hands suddenly snaked out for his throat.

So quick I was, he probably hadn’t expected me to drop the stick – I mean, I was small, I had more leverage with a weapon. But I’m strong too, and once I got my hands around his neck, my fingers pushed just the right places to cut off air supply to the brain. “You’re getting sleeeeepy.” I said to him, all chipper like. I knew he’d try and struggle, but I had a good hold on him, and he wasn’t going anywhere.

What do you do with a five foot girl who can lift up a car off a person? You do what they say, that’s what.

“Lullabye, and goodnight...” I was just being cheeky now, humming a lullabye as I waited for him to slip into unconciousness, grinning slightly.

Ethan would be proud of me.

(assuming Jason doesn’t come up with some insane way out of this situation, which is possible, the next happens)

Once Jason was out, I leaned down and picked him up, being careful not to do any real damage to him. I had to get em back to the car, which I did. He’d wait up pretty quick, no doubt, but it wouldn’t matter because I’m fast, and now he’s in MY arms, in MY car, and we’re only a couple blocks away from the house at that point anyhow.

 

[joeys-game]

Rob

Drifting in and out of reality it seemed, one thing remained constant..Ethan and his talking, his questions, his contiued 'caring' for me?

His conversation involved words like 'love' and 'special' and 'cherish'..all words that were completely unfamiliar to me, hell i don't think i even heard my mother actually use those words, she may have referred to them.

"who the fuck do you think you are Rob, someone special maybe, someone we ought to cherish, love even"..but that was a long time ago and it was in the past and in my experience the past was nothing, it was irrelevant to now.

Ethan seemed impatient, like he was waiting for someone, swearing occasionally"where the fuck is she?"
I couldn't seem to remember who it was that we were waiting for..Jake maybe, or whats his name..fuckin Jason!

"Ethan..i need to sleep man"

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy and Ethan

Shit, he was really out of it.

“Ethan, I need to sleep man.” The words were quiet and thready, and I couldn’t let him go to sleep. I just knew I couldn’t let him go to sleep.

“Hey now, Robbie. Stay with me. After Joy says you can sleep, we’ll let you sleep and everythin’ will be fine. You just stay awake with me right now.” I tapped his cheeks again and tried to get him to focus on my face,brushing fingers through his hair to clear the locks from his forehead as I gazed on him with true concern, frowning slightly.

“Come on, pet. You can’t go to sleep on me now.” I said, “Fuck, where’s joy?”

Just as I said those last words, Joy came trundling up the stairs and she sounded rather weighed down. Glancing up at the door I called up. “Up here, down the hall, just open the door.” Loud enough for her to hear me. I heard her muffled assent and then a moment later she was fidgeting with the handle and pushing the door inward, carrying an unconscious Jason over her shoulders. I couldn’t help but burst out laughing, sudden fits of laughter that jostled poor Rob in my lap.

Joy gave me a droll stare, arching an eyebrow.

“He jacked one of the old cars outside, saw me on the narrow driveway and bolted into the woods.” Joy told me, carefully lowering him down onto the floor before she stepped out the door oce ore and returned with her bag of medical tricks and gizmos. Pulling out a syringe, she filled it with some clear substance, not much, but enough, and injected itinto the unconscious Jason.

“What’d you give him?” I asked, curious.

“Something that will let him wake up, talk, respond, but he’ll be too high to think of pretty much anything but happy thoughts.” She said, then grinned wickedly, “And anything that touches him will feel pretty damn good. Think of it like... legal XTC, cept, he’ll be so drugged that RUNNING wont even cross his mind. Its not that he COULDN’T go if he really tried hard enough, but he wont be interested in ‘really trying’ much of anything unless it feels good.” Joy said, and I laughed softly, shaking my head as she picked up her bag and made her way towards myself and Rob.

“So, what do we have here?” She asked, picking up his limp wrists and examining the bandages that I’d made from my shirt. “Aww, you favorite shirt too.” She said, trying to look sympathetic. It didn’t really work so well considering why the shirt was ruined. “Okay, he’ll probably need stitches. I need better light, I have everything else.” She pulled out a fesh syringe and filled it with something else, carefully injecting it into Rob’s arms. “It’ll help numb you.” She explained. But I thought Rob didn’t much care about anything at this point.

First, she unwound and unrapped one of the wrists, hissing slightly and shaking her head as she took out a small bowl, sterile gauze and a big bottle of saline. She carefully used the solution to clense the area, getting a good look at the wounds.” Shit, he cut himself deep. The only reason he’s still alive is because you tied him up tight, but if he’d have cut up to down, he’d have been a gonner no mater what you did. Time to keep sharp objects away from him in the future.” She told me, I nodded my head. Great, a suicidal sub, not what I’d banked on. But, that just means that he needs me even more then he’d previously realized.

I held and rocked and carefully stroked down Rob’s back as Joy went through the process of sewing him up. She had a good touch, gentle and very caring, and while it might have hurt at moments for the most part she’d managed to numb him up pretty well. I pulled his head down to rest against my shoulder, into the crook of my neck, and gently rubbed my cheek over the top of his head. Very feline movements, we like touch to touch. Body to body. Warmth to warmth. It helps for us to heal and it is also a cultural thing to dislike clothes and love physical affection. Its just who we are in general, as wereleopards. Joy watched me as I did all of this, her eyes hooded, a slight smile touching her lips.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothin’, I just remember when you treated me like that.” She murmured as she worked, finishing the first hand up, bandaging it up carefully, and moving on to the next wrist. “I didn’t know I was special till I met you either.”

I smiled, cause I remembered her. She’d been a little ball of wildfire. She’d actually been turned into a were by an attack when she was a child, a mere 13 years old, and had inadvertently killed her family on her first shift. I’d found her half wild, terrified, and I hadn’t been much older then her at the time. I too, was turned very young, so I understood her plight and I helped her through it all. The simple fact she managed to get through all of her medical school and was working as an intern by 25 was a testament to how damned amaszing she was. Heh. Downright nuts.

The fact I’d grown into Pard Leader, Nimir-raj, had offered Joy continuous protection, and it had also paid for her school since those of the pard who had the money – paid for it when I said they would. She’d always been greatful, but then, I always treated people as important. When you treat people important, they find reasons to like you,r ather then hate you.

I continued to cuddle Rob in my arms, rubbing my cheek against his hair and purring low and comfortingly to him as I watched her work, smiling quietly. “He just needs to realize there’s nothing wrong with wanting to submit. We have it easy, us leopards. We are either dominant, or submissive. If I kick your ass, you bow down to me. We’re animals, we understand instinctively the very fiber of the D/s world because we live it, it’s in our very blood.

Humans are trained to think, to live, to do things a specific way. Men should be strong, women should be emotional. Never cross the two, dear god no, what would happen? When, truth is, a lot of men are emotional, a lot ae submissive, and a lot of females are bad ass knock your socks of chicks – present company included.” I had the pleasure of seeing her blush as she sewed up that wrist. “Point is, humans fight their nature. We don’t. Well, least not as much for the most part. Humans though – they’re never endingly frighteed of their nature, what people will think, who will know, who will care. When it doesn’t matter. NONE of that matters. One thing matters – are you happy? If both of these boys end up absolutely miserable as subs, they’ll finish their training with me and go off to live productive lives – bubt they’ll learn that they’re special. They’ll learn they can be themselves in this world. Those things are pretty good things to learn, long run, if you ask me.” I said with conviction, then shrugged my shoulders.

Joy chuckled, finishing up the neat and perfect stitches on that wrist, then licked her lips and began the bandaging portion. “Well, You’ve got your work cut out for you.” She glanced at Robs face smiling gently, “But this one’ll have a different outlood when he’s able to come back to himself.” She rummaged in her bag and pulled out a few bottles of Orange juice and some Odwala protein and super food bottles. “He needs to replenish. He doesn’t need a blood transfusion, but try an dget him to drink any of this.”

“I picked up one of the orange juices and opened it, holding it up to him. “Hey Robbie, want some Orange juice? It’ll make you feel a little better to drink, pet.” I told him quietly, frowning a little in concern. “You sure he’ll be okay?” I asked joy, and she nodded her head.

“Yea, lets just get some of that orange juice in him, or the superfood or protein on. Protein one would probably be good, its got sugas and proteins which he needs right now. But whatever tastes good to him is important for the moment. And we gatta change his bandages regularly, you gatta take his temp regularly – I’m leaving you everything to take care of him. But you know the drill. Any infection what so ever. Actually, can I see the knife?” I pulled it from my pocket and she took it from me, frowning a little.”

“Rob? When was your last tetnus shot?” she asked quietly.

 

[joeys-game]

I had never even heard of a tetnus shot, let alone had one..in jail they had given me needles, shots i suppose but they never said what it was and i never asked.
"dunno, what's a tetnus shot?"

In some way i was rather beginning to enjoy this feeling of strange detachment, my body felt absolutely no pain and my brain just felt, well.. fuzzy, i giggled, sounding a little bit like a drunk teenager..

"last shot i remember, was a shot in the fuckin head, does that count?"

I was beggining to feel a little restless now and tried to get up and off of Ethan's lap.."i need to get up man, i need to go to the bathroom, lemme up", i slurred.

 

[sachiaiko]

Ethan and Joy

Joy glanced up at me. He’d never had a tetnus shot. And… shot in the head? Christ, it was worse then either of us had though originally. I held him firmly in my lap while Joy began preparing this shot, then I brushed my lips gently against Rob’s neck and purred low and soft like a whispered caress that was physical and auditory all at the same time. “You can go in just a moment, Robbie. First, Joy has to give you this shot. It’ll hurt, but then it’ll be over and I’ll take you to the bathroom.” I whispered to him softly, still brushing my lips over his neck and shoulders, being affectionate as I held him still, his arms in his lap.

Joy went to work quickly, got a good spot up on his upper arm, swiped it with alcohol, then quick jab with the needle – LOTS of pain, then just a sort of dull ache afterwards that wouldn’t quite go away.

Ethan held onto him for a moment, “All done. Since you cut yourself with metal we had to make sure you couldn’t get sick from the metal itself.” He explained, then got to his feet – still CARRYING Rob, and began towards the bathroom. “Joy, stay an watch our flighty fire sprite there, would ya? He should be waking up soon, right?” I asked, turning halfway as I tucked Rob in closer. He could probably not walk right now anyhow, this was just better for all.

“Yep, up at any time now.” She commented, putting her stuff away fastidiously and I nodded my head to take Ethan into the bathroom.

Once in there, I looked down at him and smiled. “Okay, we’re in the bathroom. What’d’ya need?” I asked, “I can set you down and let you do what you want by yourself. But your hands are gonna be pretty hard to use right now, and I think you might end up needing help. You can try – but if you need me, I want you to tell me so, alright?” I began to set him down on his FEET, but my strong arms still were curled around him loosely, knowing he may not be strong enough to stand on his own. “You got it by yourself?” I asked gently, “Can you stand? I can stand near you so you can lean into me if you like.” I told him, concern still in my voice.

 

[Microwave0ven]

Jason

The last thing I remembered was blacking out, the little lady's hands wrapped tight around my neck. When I woke, I was staring up at the ceiling. I heard voices, and I turned my head to look over there, propping myself up on one elbow, causing my shirt to rub over my skin. Whoa, that felt good...I was smiling, everything seemed really funny, but I didn't know why.

I watched, passively rubbing my chest through my tshirt, as Ethan picked up Rob and brought him over to the bathroom, feeling a bit lonely, wondering how come I didn't get to be picked up and cuddled. I heard some more noises, like someone was stuffing things into somewhere. I turned my head some more and I saw that little red-haired lady, the one that had strangled me.

I felt mildly angry, the anger buried under a lot of happiness, so it didn't really matter though. Getting up, I tried to get to my feet, but the world was swaying, so I just crept to my hands and knees, stretching a bit, liking the sensation of cloth rubbing against my skin as I moved. At least the world didn't spin at this level, and if I fell, it was a short way to the ground.

I crawled over to the little lady, rubbing against her legs. "Hi, I don't think we met yet?"

 

[sachiaiko]

Joy

I noticed as Jason began to stir, and finished putting my medical equipment away while he woke, rubbing his own belly and chest through his shirt. Kinda cute, if you asked me. That drug ha a nice bit of side effects, it also took away pain and made people seriously honest too, almost like a truth syrume. Oh, its possible to lie on the drug, but that would require actually thinking about lying, and thinking about ANYTHING on that drug was pretty hard to do indeed.

Truth was, it was almost a perfect drug, except for the headache he’d have whenhe finally came out of it in a fw hours. When he tried to get up, she laughed softly, waiting for him to make his way towards her on his hands and needs.

“Hi, Jason. My name’s Joy. I’m one of Ethan’s friends and one of his submissives also.” I introduced myself, lips twitching, then reached out and begin to stroke my fingers through his spiky hair. “You wish Ethan’d cuddle you too?” I asked, having noticed the way he glanced at Ethan and Rob as they’d left the room. “Maybe you just want some cuddles, some affection from anyone about now.” I murmurs, grinning at the look on his face as I pet his hair, then slid one had up to pet over his chest anddown along his belly playfully.

I knew wwhat the drug ws doing to him, so I just continued to pet him, waiting for Ethan to come out and decide how he wanted to deal wth em; “Bet you’d love to have sex about now.” I said, trying hard not to laugh at the poor boys predicament, bbut that was near impossible at this point. It was just too cute.

 

[joeys-game]

More talking, still held by that very large man but feeling..safe..suddenly i felt a horrendous pain in my arm and flinched though in reality i probably barely moved, a needle, they had stuck me with a needle, for what..tetnus or something.

I really had to go to the bathroom, i guess i was being taken to a bathroom now, Ethan carrying me in his big arms...*flash*..in the bathroom, being set on my feet, that wasn't going to work, i felt my kneees buckling but didn't fall, Ethan i guess..i was beginning to 'like' Ethan, he hadn't let me fall, he hadn't hurt me..i had apparently done that all by myself. Some rather stupid choice im sure..*flash*..i was gonna need help..lean into me he had said, i leaned and tried uselessly to undo my belt, "i..i..need, i need"..what the hell did i need..oh yeah..help..that was it..

Trying to act like a man..i matter of factly said"Ethan i need some help, please!"