A Killer's Pet

Chapter 24

PoV: Sonic

Mm... I'm wake again?

"You're awake now, good," Infinite was doing something under the blanket. I couldn't tell what. He pulled something out from under me, "Tsk..."

No... that's never a good sound. I need to get away-

"MMMMHHH!!!" I felt something sudden, it was as if he was pulling something out of me.

"Relax. It's a catheter. It's not that painful," he had pulled something out of me!

Wait, whe did he put that in?! How often has he done this?

"That's good. Your kidneys are working like they should," he put it aside and then pulled the blanket off me, "Your bowls dont seem to be."

Eh?

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Seriously?!

Infinite had sat on the toilet in the bathroom and left. He wanted me to go, but... I don't have to...

"Mm!" I couldn't exactly call for him either. At least he isn't fucking me. I should ride this out. Sit here until I go? Step on the button when I'm done...

He had placed a small button by my feet that made a beep sound. This is the first time he's left me alone. I should try to escape while I can. First I need to get rid of these cuffs-

"You haven't gone yet?" Infinite cane back in with no warning. I shock my head for now.

"Hm..." I shook my head.

"I have no choice then," he walked out and brought in a syringe. What is that? What is he doing? "This will clear everything out."

I squirmed as he pulled me into his lap. He spread my legs and I felt something cold on me. He put lube on me? No! He can't put that inside. No!

"Mmhhm!" It was cold and hard, he had only pushed in the tip, "MMHHGM!!"

It hurt, he was pushing in too much too fast. My stomach is going to burst... No...

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It ended quickly, but the entire wait was agony. Infinite told me it was for my healthy, but I couldn't find a reason to believe him.

"You've been well behaved," he pulled me out of the bathtub where he cleaned me up like he always did, "You understand what this privilege means, so you know the punishment if you speak negatively again."

He pulled the gagball from my mouth and I coughed immediately. I could never adjust to having it on.

"You've drooled all over yourself. I just bathed you, how messy can you be," he wiped my mouth and neck where I had drooled, "Since you did so well I have a treat you may like."

"Tre...at?" I felt nothing but anxiety as he dressed me and brought me downstairs to the couch.

"Here," he put me down and did something I hadn't seen him do for as long as I've been here. He turned on the TV and there was a movie waiting to be played, "You owned this one. And several others. You'll get to watch them all again from now on, but only when I can monitor you. Understood?"

"Y-yes..." Why is he doing this now? I had always been sat at the dining room table and fed before immediately being brought back to the bedroom.

Click...

I felt my arms shift in their placement. The soreness in my shoulders was being relieved. He had uncuffed me... Huh? He isn't going to keep me tied up? I can- I wanted to get up and run away, fight back, anything. But... I couldn't even stand...

"Don't think this is because I want to. Its been long enough, the muscles in your arms have weakened enough. Anymore and your fingers will begin to rot and you'll need amputation to keep dead cells from spreading and shutting off your organs. I cannot allow you to die," Infinite carefully brought my arms out in front of me, "These cuffs cut off too much circulation. But, you won't be needing them anymore."

Oh Chaos... How long has it been?! My arms were thin and my hands quivered as I attempted to move them. It hurt to move them at all. My arms muscles had wastes away, just like the ones that Infinite had paralyzed.

"You have more freedom now," Infinite was stroking my quills, I forced myself to hold back tears as best I could. I needed to avoid any punishment from him for as long as possible, "I expect a Thank you."

He was pressing down on the sore part of my shoulder now. I whimpered but he only pushed harder. It hurts...

"...t-thank... you..." I hated it, saying thank you to him. He had done so much, Why would you ever need a thank you.

"Good. Now," he hit place and then handed me a small paper plate with popcorn corn on it. Paper? He always used normal dishes. Why paper? "You can watch your movie. You can have one popcorn refill but that it all. You can't spoil your appetite for dinner."

He moved to the kitchen after that. This was the first time I had seen him cook. He always did so when I was asleep.

I'm scared... Why is he changing everything?

Why?

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