As I wake up and look at the bed and see him grinning and staring at me. My facsual expressions cringed at the thought of him even looking at me sleep. He stood up and picked me up sitting me on his bed. I growled at him and he ignored me, getting clothes out his closet. He chucked some at me and walked over, setting his clothes on the bed. He slowly undressed me and my face went red, embarrassed. He stared at my body as he put the clothes on me. I was outraged. Yes he's my master but he shouldn't change me himself! I growls at him and bit him and he winced in pain. I smiled, proud of myself and he stared at me just before he kissed me. I tried to pull away but he had his hand gripping my back hair, forcing me to kiss back. He eventually pulled away and I looked away, trying to catch my breath. He smirked and gave me a quick peck on the cheek before replacing it with his hand, rubbing my cheek ever so gently that I calmed down, my tail wagging. He glanced at my tail and chuckled, pulling away and grabbing his clothes, slowly changing into them. My face grew bright red and I hid my face in his hoodie that he put on me. After he finish he looked at me and smiled, pulling the hood of me and kissing my for head. I growled at him and he laughed and ruffeled my hair. He walked of going downstairs and I ran after him, not wanting to be in his bedroom alone. He walked of into the kitchen, making himself a glass of blood red whine. He carefully put it on the table, trying not to spill it. He walked back to the counter, grabbing a tin and a bowl. He grabbed a tin opener and opened the tin. He swore under his breath as blood dripped down his finger. I walked over and took his hand, staring at the cut just before licking it away. He stared at me for a second then chuckled, shaking his head as he ruffeled my hair. My tail started wagging and he decided to stroked it. I bit him harshly, growling loudly as he pulled away, staring at me, a bite mark on his arm, bleeding. He grabbed the control out and pressed the little green button which changed to red as he pressed it. I wimpered, tearing up. He sighed and turned it of. "Behave and don't fucking hurt me. Then I won't hurt you." I nodded quickly, whipping my eyes. He walked away from me, and poured the slimy stuff from the tin into a bowl with the name 'Ollie' in giant letters. I turned my head confused. Who's Ollie? In not Ollie.. No.. I'm Zak.. He put the bowl on the floor and told he to eat. I shook my head. "Wait. I've got a question" I muttered but loud enough that he could hear. I was mainly trying to get out of eating the dog food but.. I was also generally curious. "Who's Ollie?" He stared at me with an annoyed but surprised shock on his face. I glanced at his hands that were now clenched. "Who's Ollie..?"
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FantasyAs a pup Zak always found it hard to be happy, master to master, heart broken over and over again. His only wish was to have a famliy but he struggles and his realationships are full of betrayal. Mlm. I desired to write this for fun- but warning it...