Scales and Tales

Part 3

His home is exactly what you would expect someone with human pets to have.

A boxy, grid like mansion covered in sleek glass windows, the exterior made up of concrete and deep red stone paired with dark brown wood siding. A combination of sinister and yet somehow warm and inviting to the eye. Dead looking bushes line the walkway up to the front door, which he pushed open with his foot. Walking into this house was like walking into a hunter's heaven. Furs lined the floor, while bones and horns decorated the walls, chandelier, and shelves. From deer antlers to ram horns, Skeletons and skulls scattered everywhere. If I wasn't so hazy, I would of leaped out of his arms and raced out the door to run as far as I could.

He set me down on one of the couches in the living room, unhooking the leash from my collar to make it a little bit more comfortable. I glared at him, leaning close to the arm and grabbed the pillow next to me. It was big enough to smother me, but I didn't care, I needed something to hold.

"I hate you." I muttered, pressing my face into the pillow and flopped over. He chuckled, a smirk resting on his face.

"Hate me?" he leaned in closer, his body hovering over mine "I saved you Sweetheart, you could at least thank me." he snaked an arm around my waist, pulling me onto his lap. Gripping the pillow tightly as he set me on one of his legs, my back against his chest. Oh god, I felt like a child as he played with my hair, his chin resting on my shoulder. I tried to ignore the heat rushing to my face as I felt his breath near my ear. I wanted to break away from him, to evade his touch, but my body couldn't move. It was like I was frozen in time, stuck there for who knows how long. He sighed heavily, pressing his face in my neck and breathing in my smell.

"I needed you Darling." he laughed softly, his voice so soft in my ear as he leaned back against the couch, pulling me closer. "You don't know how long I've needed you." I gripped the pillow tighter as his arm around my waist slid under my shirt over my stomach, I felt my heart drop.

"Please." I whispered "Please don't."

He froze his hand, it resting on my stomach for a second before he moved it away and placed it on his face.

"Damnit." I heard him groan as he pushed me off of him "I shouldn't of-" he trailed off, standing up quickly. I watched him walk away into another room, one filled with books, and slowly crept off the couch. Quietly I ran to the door, flipping open the locks and opened it ready to run out.

"What are you doing?" I panicked as he slammed the door shut with one hand. How did he get behind me? He was in another room!

I gasped as he grabbed my throat, his hand enveloping it entirely, and forced me to look up at him. His eyes narrowed as I fumbled for words.

"I-I just-"

"Save it." he growled, gripping my waist and pulled me away from the door "You can't get out yet, Dear." Panic rushed in as I tried to fight against him, to escape his grasp as he dragged me to another room. Startlingly white tile cover the floor as he pushed me into what looked like a bathroom. A tub in the ground filled with steaming hot water and on a bin to the side with clean towels greeted me.

"Put your clothes in the bin on your left and new ones will be left by the door." he stated curtly, one hand on the door handle, the other on the frame as he leaned in the doorway. He then promptly shut the door. Startled, I waited a few minutes, making sure nothing could be used to watch me as I quickly stripped out of the clothes I have been wearing for the past few weeks and make sure to not mess with the bandage on my wrist. I stepped into the tub, warm water wrapping me in its blissful embrace.

Oh my god. This is heaven.

The hot water made all the muscles in my body melt, causing all my fear and some distress fade away. Maybe this isn't so bad, I mused, smiling as I felt the heat seep into my body and chased away the haziness that scattered my thoughts. With my mind less fuzzy, I bath my hair with the a few of the hair supplies he had (a surprising amount of varying brands) and rinsed it out thoroughly. I wanted to stay in there forever, but as the water grew colder and cloudy, my focus on escape sharpened.