If Things Were Different

Chapter 10

Risette's head throbbed. She tried to move her hands to rub her head, but she found herself. "MMMMPH!" she said. She felt the straps of a harness around her face, and a metal bar stood between her teeth. "W-where am I? What happened?"She couldn't see anything either. "MMMPH!"

"Look who finally decided to wake up," a voice said. Lady Irene.

"MMMMPH!" Risette screamed, pulling at her chains.

Irene pouted. "I was supposed to get a bunny girl earlier, but she never showed up. I think you'll be a good replacement."

"MMMPH!"

"It'll be fun! We'll go on walks, I'll teach you tricks, and we'll play games together!" Irene said excitedly.

"MMMMPH!"

"But first we have to train you," Irene replied sternly. "If you whimper like a good bunny, I'll give you a carrot."

"MMMMPH!" Risette snarled from her gag.

"Close enough, but we'll work on it," Irene said.

Irene stroked Risette's head. "MMMPH!" Risette protested. Irene took the bit gag out of Risette's mouth.

"Thanks," Risette replied.

"Now, open up." Risette clamped her jaw shut, but Irene pulled her hair back. Risette opened her mouth. A cold, wet thing slid inside. "Bite down," Irene commanded.

Risette obediently clamped down on it and began to chew. It was a carrot. Irene slowly fed her the rest of the carrot. "You should be thankful that Mistress Irene rewards you," she said.

"Thank you," Risette replied. A cold, sharp slap on her leg. "Owe!"

"Mistress Irene," Irene corrected.

"Thank you, Mistress Irene," Risette murmured. Another carrot was slid into her mouth.

Irene took the chains holding Risette's hands above her head and pulled them so that Risette was bent over. She shackled them together. She then released Risette's legs, and shackled them together. Forcing Risette onto her back, she chained the shackles together, then returned Risette right side up. Risette was now forced to crawl on her hands and knees. But some sort of soft material was placed over her hands, forcing them to ball up into fists.

"Let me go!" shouted Risette, struggling against her shackles. She received a light slap to the face.

"First, you don't make demands," Irene replied harshly. "If it pleases Mistress Irene to release you, she will. Second, I am Mistress Irene. You will refer to me as befitting my station, pet."

"This is ridiculous!" Risette shouted. "You can't keep me like this!"

"I suggest you pipe down," Irene warned. "I was planning on letting you eat, but I don't have time to feed you. If I have to gag you, you get nothing."

"Help! Someone help!" Risette shouted.

"I warned you," Irene said. Risette felt a round rubber object enter her mouth.

"MMMPH!" she moaned. The rubber object began to expand in her mouth. "MMMPH!" She felt something pulling her neck forward. A rattle of chains.

"I'll see you when I'm back from supper," Irene said. "If you are a good girl when I come back, you might get a carrot if I feel generous."

"MMMMPH!" Risette shouted."I need to get out of this. Maybe if I play along, she'll let me go."Risette winced. "This is going to be embarrassing. I hope Esther isn't being treated like this."

The door creaked open and Risette heard footsteps. "That was a good meal," Irene teased. "Too bad you couldn't have it." She picked up a plate. "Though, you can have this if you are ready to behave."

"MMMPH!" Risette nodded.

"I knew that would get your attention," Irene said, sounding proud of herself. She took out Risette's gag.

"Thank you Mistress Irene," Risette replied.

"That's a good pet," Irene cooed. She took Risette's blindfold off.

"Thank you Mistress Irene," Risette said, as her eyes adjusted. It was still Irene's bedroom, and around Risette's neck was a collar with a chain that was wrapped around the bedpost. Over her hands were a pair of mitten-like coverings that resembled white paws. Glimpsing into the mirror, Risette could see white, fluffy ears over her hair, which was tied in a ponytail. She also could see that she wore a black, skimpy dress much like the one she saw Suki wearing on the day they met.

"So polite!" Irene exclaimed with glee. She placed a plate down in front of Risette. The plate was piled high with carrots. "Go on, eat up!"

"Yes, Mistress Irene," Risette replied meekly. "I can't believe I'm doing this!" It was a bit challenging at first, because she couldn't pick it up with her hands, so she had to kneel down to eat from the plate of carrots.

"You'll get it figured out soon," Irene encouraged. "It'll just take some practice."

It took a lot of effort on Risette's part, but she managed to get the hang of it, eating the carrots. When she finished, she looked up at Irene. "May I have some water, Mistress Irene?" she asked timidly.

"Such a cute, polite pet!" Irene squealed happily. She filled a small bowl with water and set it down in front of Risette, who began to lap at the water, all while Irene began to stroke her hair.

"Thank you, Mistress Irene," Risette replied. Her face was red with embarrassment. "How long is she going to do this for?" She finished drinking from the dish and Irene smiled with delight.

"Now, let's start learning some tricks," Irene said. She picked up a strawberry from nearby and held it above Risette's head. "Open up." Risette opened her mouth. Irene placed the strawberry onto a plate. "Keep it open," she commanded as she filled the gaping hole with a white ball gag.

"If you get a treat, it will go on this plate," Irene instructed.

"MMMPH!" Risette replied, nodding.

Irene unchained Risette from the post and held another strawberry above her head. "Beg!" Irene commanded.

"MMMMPH!" Risette whimpered, raising her two hands in the air. "This is so humiliating!"

"Good girl!" Irene cheered. She placed two strawberries on the plate, then she patted her leg. "Come!"

Risette scrambled over to Irene. "Good girl!" Irene said again. "I think these strawberries aren't enough of a reward for you, Risette."

"MMMMPH!" Risette replied. "Unchain me!"

Irene pulled the chain, dragging Risette closer. Risette's and Irene's lips touched. "Mmm, that's a good girl," Irene said.

"MMMPH!"

"Lie down," Irene ordered. Risette obediently did as her mistress ordered. "Roll over." Risette flipped over to her back, exposing her stomach and having her paws in the air. Irene took out a feather and began to rub it all over Risette's body.

"MMMPH!" Risette squealed as her body began to quiver with laughter.

"Good girl," Irene said. Six strawberries lay on the plate. She took the gag out of Risette's mouth. "Let's try this without the gag."

Holding the plate high in the air, she commanded, "Beg."

Risette knew what she meant and she did her best animalistic whimper possible. Irene placed down the strawberries. "Good girl," she cooed. She lay a set of blankets near the post where Risette had been chained earlier while Risette devoured her treats. She tapped her leg again. "Come!" Risette stopped eating the strawberries and crawled over to where Irene stood.

"This is your bed," Irene explained as she chained Risette to the post. She grinned, "You look really sad all by yourself. Maybe you need a bunny friend. You came here with a really cute girl. Maybe she'll be a good friend for you."

Risette attempted to object, but she stopped. "If I don't gain her trust, I can't get myself free. I just have to hope that Suki stays safe."

Irene closed the door and blew out the lamps, "We'll have fun tomorrow," she whispered.

Unlike Irene expected, Risette did not go to bed right away. Instead, she attempted to wriggle and struggle against her chains. Unfortunately for her, Irene's shackles and chains were of high quality, and kept her very well secure, and she eventually gave up and curled up in her assigned bedding as best she could, and slept.

While Risette struggled, Irene gleefully skipped down the halls of the manor. She saw one of the maids, Agnes, and asked, "Where's the maid that Miss Risette brought with her?"

"Lady Nataleigh is punishing her in the dungeon," Agnes replied with a smile. "She won't be coming out until tomorrow when she gets to serve Queen Cherisa."

"That's much too bad!" Irene exclaimed. "I had hoped to get to know her better, but seeing your pretty face makes me want to get to know you better."

Agnes blushed. "Really?"

"Oh yes!" Irene replied. "I was hoping you would entertain me with your company tonight."

"I-of course, my lady," Agnes replied. The pair walked back to Irene's room, and Irene opened the door for her, and the unsuspecting maid entered ahead of her.