kitten || muke au

six

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"ashton," luke wiped a hand down his face. "ashton pick up."

"hey, mate. what's up?" he heard ash's voice sound from the other end of his phone.

"I just walked in on michael." luke blurted.

luke was panicking. he didn't know how to handle a furry. he barely knew how to handle himself. he freaked out and walked of michael's room, slamming the door. but in reality he wasn't mad. in fact his briefs were strained against himself and it hurt.

"...walked in on him, what, jerking off?" ashton gaped.

"y-yeah."

"and what? do you have a hard-on right now?" ashton asked.

luke bit his lip. "yeah."

ashton was silent for awhile. "punish him then."

"by doing what? ash, he's sixteen. I don't want to hurt him."

"spank his ass a couple times. it doesn't hurt, trust me. remember how furries have a high pain tolerance?"

luke sighed.

"I just don't think this is something worth punishing him for, ash."

"remember when I said you have to jump at any chance to get michael scared of you?" ashton said, "here is your chance."

luke wanted to stop calling ashton for advice when handling his furry. but he also freaked out a lot, and he knew ashton was a reliable source to help him. he trusted ashton. he just didn't want anyone telling him what to do.

luke reluctantly opened michael's door. michael was fully clothed and sat with his head looking down at his lap.

"are you mad at me, luke?" he asked, still watching his hands.

luke didn't say anything. he sat down on a chair in front of michael's bed.

michael looked up after luke stayed silent.

"you were naughty today, kitten." luke growled. michael shuddered.

"I know. I-I'm sor—"

"you know what happens to naughty furries?" luke stood up, towering over michael.

"w-what?" michael mewls.

"they get punished."

luke didn't like punishing michael. his hand slapped michael's ass multiple times.

this punishment sucked. it only made his boner worse and he even heard michael moan at the fourth spank.

luke was pretty sure michael's ass was pink now and he stopped. he was a little sweaty.

"be polite." luke said, pulling on michael's tail.

"thank you, sir." michael whimpered.

yep, luke's dick definitely twitched.

"you're not gonna be a bad kitten anymore, are you?" luke asked.

michael shook his head.

"use your words."

"no." michael said, his voice small. "no, sir."

"good boy."

and it took everything in luke to walk out of his room.

*

michael tried avoiding luke best as he could, which meant staying in his room all day.

michael was bored again, the only difference was that his ass was bright pink.

michael downloaded the app 'twitter' on his iphone and made an account. he didn't really know what the app was for, but nonetheless it distracted him from going out of his room.

"mikey, I made dinner." luke called. "come and eat."

michael did as told, his ears perking up at his new nickname.

he sat in front of luke eating chicken stir fry.

"I hate punishing you, mikey." luke breathed.

"I-I know. I'll be a good furry. I promise." michael said with little confidence.

"I just don't want to send you back." luke shook his head.

the hairs on the back of michael's neck stood up. so did his tail. "n-no luke don't send me back, I swear I'll be a good kitten, okay? p-please."

luke smirked. "I won't, princess."

yes, ashton told luke to say that. and luke was getting the idea. he started understanding what is was to be a dominant. he had to take care of michael, but he had to control him, too.

*

after dinner michael went upstairs and back onto his twitter account. curiously, he searched up the word "furry" to see if he could make any friends like himself.

a bunch of pictures filled the screen and michael's eyes widened in terror.

all of the furries were tied up, some even chained. their mouths were shut with a cloth and on their necks were spiky collars. one furry was tearing up. mikey felt so sorry for her. these furries looked abused. and hurt.

why were there so many pictures of them like this? there was no single picture of a furry being happy and cuddly with his owner.

michael shuddered. he didn't want luke to treat him this way.

he didn't want any furry to be treated this way. he closed down his phone, realizing it was quite late, and fell asleep.

he was still getting used to sleeping alone.

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duh duh duuuhhhh

anyway michael got traumatized by those pictures and will never be uber comfortable with bdsm bc it scared the shit out of him. :3

stay happy, angels