can a beast be tamed?

chapter six

"Get your ass back here!" Charles thundered as he started to stomp towards Frankie. Frankie made a frightened squeak and tried to run faster, just to end up in the near bone breaking grip of an angered giant. They could barely breathe. Charles lifted Frankie up to his face with a deep snarl of, "You will be punished for trying to run away. If I told you fucking once, I told you a million times. You. Are. Mine! Don't you dare forget it again!"

Frankie gulped in fear. Charles could come up with the weirdest and cruelest punishments. Trying to shoot their shot, Frankie mumbled in a weak and nervous voice "You don't w-wanna punish me, I've done nothing wrong! I just wanted some fresh air... Charlie please!" They whimpered out before giving their captor puppy dog eyes and a big ol' pout.

Charles frowned and shifted his ocean blue eyes away for a fraction of a second. He was not going to let those soulful eyes trick him. He looked back at his pet with a glare, making them shrink back in defeat and fear. "You will be punished.'' Charles bellowed in a harsh tone.

Charles tapped Frankie harshly against their head, making them whine in pain" as he wondered out loud to himself. Charles hummed and tilted his head left and right. He was clearly showing off so Frankie had to bask in their fear. After about a minute or so Charles pointed ears flicked and a smirk came to his face. He had thought of the perfect punishment. Frankie gulped, knowing they didn't like the look on the giant's face. They knew they didn't like it at all.

"You would taste lovely in a soup my dear Frankie." Charles purred out as He licked his upper lip with his forked tongue, before swiping it over his bottom lip, he smirked at Frankie afterwards.

Frankie whimpered and started to thrash around in a panic. They took their hands and placed them against Charles fist, pushing against it with all their might, trying to get themselves free... but to no avail. Charles' hand gave no give. Frankie was stuck, but it didn't stop their thrashing. Charles hummed and shoved Frankie roughly into his pocket for safe-keeping while he walked over to his kitchen to start making some deer and beef soup.

Frankie tried to escape their fate several times, but they never did find success, as each time they tried Charles just shoved them back down into the pocket with his pointer finger. The giant continued to make his soup, humming slightly to himself. Half an hour later the soup was done, making Frankie wish and pray that Charles would forget that he had a punishment for them. Sadly for them, he did not. Charles was going to put them in his soup, but he did not want to burn his pet.

Charles waited for his food to cool slightly before he dished it out into a bowl. He took his food over to his bed so he could eat in comfort. Once he was relaxed, He took Frankie out of his pocket and dropped them into his bowl as well. Frankie screeched and tried to keep their head above the broth, opening their mouth to try to plead, But Charles started to eat the soup. He was scooping soup into his spoon, then directly into his mouth. He wasn't even paying attention. Frankie was sure this would be the end of them.