Chrollo Imagines

How To Train A Pet

Control was something Chrollo not only sought but demanded. He needed to have control over you, to have you completely under his thumb. But you had been fighting him lately, refusing to listen, arguing with him over everything, just being a brat overall. He finally snapped when you had directly disobeyed him. He'd asked you to be quiet and stay in the bedroom while he had a troupe member over. But of course, you hadn't, of course, you decided to injure yourself and yell. Then came a loud crash from the room. You had managed to shatter the vase that was on the dresser. Distraction after distraction, you just refused to stay quiet. Which has landed you in the spot you were now. Tied to the bed, gagged and stripped. Chrollo had warned you several times, he had given you a chance to make it up to him after. However, instead, you made excuses for all the noise. Which had gotten you where you were now.

First Chrollo had was going to just leave you there, leave you vulnerable tied up and naked. Gagged to keep your whining at bay. He couldn't lie, he liked you like this so much better. So responsive to every touch he placed on your body. It reminded him of when he had first taken you. You had spent most of the time like this, needing to be trained. He thought he had managed to get rid of that side of you, the side that disobeyed him. After all, you had been so good these last few weeks. Giving in to him, not attempting to escape anymore. Letting him do what he pleased with you. All he had to do was simply be ready for him when he came home and there you'd be. Naked on the bed, legs spread waiting for fo him to come and take you. Maybe he had let his training lack too soon. Nevertheless, Chrollo would insure this time, you'd be properly trained. Even if it took all night.

While watching you struggle against the binds, and watching how your eyes followed his form around the room was entertaining for the first bit. Chrollo became bored, this wasn't going to work. It was too easy of a punishment. No, instead he needed to ensure you'd know your place. You'd know you were his, his little pet, and little pets always listen to their masters. Walking closer to your form, he could see how your body relaxed. Believing he was going to let you go now, end your punishment. His hand began to slowly stroke your cheek, your eyes shut in comfort. "Oh, my sweet little pet. What am I going to do with you? You've been so bad lately. I thought I had trained all of that out of you." Your eyes opened, pleading with him to let you go. Your whimpers and whines matching your look. Chrollo's grip tightened on your cheek. He watched as fear took over your features, he couldn't repress the smile that was forming on his lips. "You just need more training is all. Just be good and let it happen." He planted a kiss on your forehead. A loving gesture if he hadn't just mentioned training you.

Though his usual tactics of training involved isolation, spanking, withholding food and water. Today, he wanted to try something new. Chrollo's hands slowly trailed down your body, relishing in the smoothness of your skin. How your curves felt under his hand. Soon stopping between your legs. Your body stiffened, he watched as your breathing picked up becoming unsteady. The control he had over you drove him wild. This is how you should be at all times. Completely at his mercy, maybe your punishment will help you learn. His fingers trailed up and down your thighs, leaving gentle touches and rubs. As his hands trailed up, slowly creeping closer to your heat. Chrollo wanted to enjoy this, get as much out of you. As his fingers began to play with you, he watched your breathing pick up further. Though fear had been replaced with pleasure. You were enjoying this, thinking it was nothing more than Chrollo forcing an organism out of you. Oh, how you were wrong, Chrollo was going to ruin you. His fingers went faster, playing with you. Going faster and harder when he heard how your whimper and moans were becoming louder through the gag. He knew how to get you there, how to get a quick orgasm out of you. You were close, so close, but then he stopped. The whines that left your lips were so beautiful to him. You looked so hurt, your body trying to get closer to his hands. "So desperate aren't you?" Once Chrollo had noticed your orgasm had completely faded, he went back. Fingers stroking you, playing with you. Though now he added kisses going up and down your thighs. Getting so close to where you truly wanted his lips, but he never allowed himself to give in. Instead of choosing to just leave kisses on your beautiful, sweet thighs. You were getting there again, and once again he pulled away allowing you to attempt to beg for more behind the gag. He could see the anger in your eyes, good. "See, this is what bad little pets get. They don't get what they want. Instead, they get punished." Chrollo continued his little game a few more times, watching you squirm, attempting to yell at him.

Once Chrollo was satisfied, he removed the drool covered gag. "Please Chrollo, please." You sounded so out of breath, so tired. "Please what pet?" He needed to hear you beg for him. "I n-need you, p-please fuck me. P-please." Chrollo began to kiss up your neck, leaving dark marks. Stopping when he got to your ear. Gripping your hair in a tight fist. His whole demeanour changed. "Next time I'll break your arm. So I suggest you begin to listen. Remember good pets get rewards, right?" You gave a weak nod. "Good. Bad pets get punishments, next time though the punishment won't be as light. I'll break every bone in your body if that's what it takes to train you." Planting a kiss on your temple he got up and began untying you. He was telling the truth, he had no problem breaking some bones that he could easily reset if it meant you could listen and be his good little pet.