Luke's Kitten ✔

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"Master...m-master w-wake u-up." I giggled, bouncing in his lap as I stared down at the sleeping brunet.

"Mm, what?" Brandon groaned, moving under me.

I squealed, holding onto the hem of his shirt.

"M-master...m-my cup i-is on the t-top shelf.." I informed him.

He rubbed his eyes and looked at the clock, 5:12 AM.

"Alright." He sighed, a bit irritated.

I climbed out of his lap and followed him down to the kitchen. His house was smaller than mine but I liked it. It was cozier than my house and he lived alone. It was paradise compared to my house.

Brandon got my cup down from the top shelf and set it down on the counter. I carefully sat on the barstool, staring up at his hazel eyes.

"I w-want milk."

"Pardon?" He rose an eyebrow at me.

"May I p-please h-have some milk Master?" I corrected myself.

"Yes you may." Brandon replied, going to the fridge and grabbing a jug of milk.

He poured a bit into my cup before putting it back in the fridge. Screwing the top of the cup on and sticking a straw in the hole, he hummed.

"I know you're very new to this.." He handed me the cup. "But there's rule you need to follow and we went over them yesterday but I don't think you fully understand someof them."

"I u-understand Master." I insisted.

"Princess." He said in a warning tone, "Some things go unsaid. I don't like waking up early so you don't wake me up when I'm sleeping, alright?"

"But what if-" one look and I shut up, "Yes."

"Yes what?"

"Yes i-I understand?" I guessed.

"No. Its Yes, Master or yes, sir."

"Oh..o-okay. Y-yes Master."

"And you don't demand things. You ask and if I say no, it means no." I frowned slightly at that.

Dad and Father always gave me everything. I barely get told no.

"But if you continue to disobey, you'll get spanked."

"No!" I cried immediately, "h-hate spankies!"

"Not right now. You've been good and you're just learning, but soon you'll get punished."

"O-okay Master."

"Good boy." Brandon praised, "Now drink your milk while I take a nap on the couch."

"Me too!" I giggled, hopping down from the barstool.

"Careful princess." His hand reached forward and he gently moved the metal circle of my pink collar down so it wasn't up and hurting my neck.

He told me it was for accessibility. The circle was there for him to loop his finger in and tug me closer.

"Master?"

"Yes Princess?"

"I really like it here. I'm glad you're my dominant."

"Well I'm glad you're my sub."

|Elias|

"What's your name, gorgeous?"

"It doesn't matter." I replied, casting a fake smile towards the blond.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm going to legally change it when I turn 17." I retorted, folding more of the jeans I had in my cart.

Working at JCPenny's wasn't that bad but it wasn't that fun either.

"To what?" He insisted.

I sighed and turned to him, "Like I said, it doesn't matter. You probably want my phone number but once you realize that I'm not a true girl, you'll call me disgusting and leave. Alright? Alright."

I went back to folding jeans and he asked me what I meant by 'not being a true girl'.

"Girl.." I mumbled, gesturing to everything above my waist, "Boy..." then to everything below.

He smiled at me, gesturing to his whole body, "Girl." Then he pointed to his chest, "Binder."

I smiled slightly but bit my lip and kept folding and putting away jeans.

"I have to leave, my sister needs me." He slipped a piece of paper into my hand before gently kissing my cheek, "You're a true girl babe. I promise."

I blushed and watched him go, holding hands with his little sister. Then I pulled out my phone and put in his number.

True Boy ~ (xxx) xxx xxxx