Human pet short stories

kidnapped

I stared at the window, defeated, clenching my fists. I rested my knees on the couch and stared wistfully out at the world. The window was slightly open to let in a breeze. I kept my body hidden from anyone who could pass by, embarrassed at being naked. According to the stupid angel Leroy, pets don't wear clothes, though I know the true intentions, he intends on using me being naked as a way to trap me here.

The birds flew over the land and I shook my head, the dirt road led away from the house. As much as I've told him that this is kidnapping and horrible, he doesn't listen.

"Animals do not belong on the furniture! Get off! Bad girl" I heard him yell, I jumped from the couch and scrambled towards the cage. He was quick to catch my arm, waggling a finger in my face as I stared at him, scared.

He pushed me against a wall and I struggled.

"I'm sorry master, I just saw a cool bird!" I pleaded, hoping he'd find the lie and excuse cute enough to not punish me.

He didn't seem to find it cute enough as a harsh slap filled the air before pain flared up around my butt. I whimpered and he held me by my collar, leading me outside. Despite reaching his shoulder, he treated me like I was small.

"If you are going to keep climbing on furniture. Then the bad girl will stay in the kennel!" He snapped. I was pushed into a kennel, he locked it and stormed away. I sighed and hid inside the sleeping spot, the green grass blowing in the wind. I took deep breaths.

I need a plan.

That plan came sooner than I expected, he was singing and listening to music, the smell of alcohol reaching my nose, and he was carrying out a bowl, I felt the cold evening air and took a deep, breath, unsure how good of an actor I could be.

He put down the bowl, it was steaming, he must have given me hot food this time. I approached him as he went to leave, and with a shaky breath, I steeled myself.

"Master" I stammered, keeping my eyes on the floor, my voice soft and nearly childish, making myself as pitiful as possible, I tried to make myself shiver, imagining laying naked in the snow, the cold air helped me shake, I rubbed my arms and whimpered, glancing up to make sure he was watching.

"Master... Can I please have a pet coat?" I asked timidly, hoping he'd catch the bait, there's a reason I used a Pet coat because I feel like saying clothes would be too person-like in his eyes, people put rugs on horses and coats on dogs and even cats.

He crouched and examined me, the stench of alcohol on his breath.

"Is the little Bubbles cold" he cooed, I hid my scowl, he'd hit me again if he saw that. I hate that stupid name he calls me. The dumb collar on my neck with a cold metal tag that bounced on my collarbone.

He patted my head, glancing at the water bucket, it was empty, the idiot forgot to check it when he locked me up in here.

"Such a good girl, I'll get you your rug" he cooed, picking up the bucket, he hummed as he walked off, I sat down, eyeing the open gate, looking to the lock. I wedged a stick by the latch and then began eating the warm food.

He came back, putting down the water, he grabbed me, reeking even worse of alcohol. Leroy has a drinking problem I think, he's very forceful and rough when drunk, and then he drags me off to bed to cuddle, as if having a naked human in bed is normal. I should be relieved he sees me as a pet and not something worse... He held a disgustingly bright pink fluffy coat, it slightly reached past my butt, but luckily it had flaps that can be unbuttoned around my crotch and ass.

He shut the gate, locking the lock, at least he thought he did in his drunk state, and he left, I finished the warm food and shoved past the gate, running.

I bolted down a road and diverged into a forest, I know the way back. I know the way home. I am free.

I laughed, smiling brightly, I whooped and dived past branches and sticks. I didn't care what scratched my feet or my legs. My arms and body are protected by the fluffy coat.

I headed through the forest, straight toward freedom. I'm coming home.