Septiplier Neko

an unforgettable past

Jack's POV.

I woke up on the couch but master wasn't there I got off the couch and started walking down the hallway till I reached a room with the door ajar, I heard master's voice from inside I squeezed myself in without making any noise I changed into my kitten self and crawled under the table and changed back, master Mark was sitting at a table with wired stuff on it just talking to it

“Fuck ME, God damn it!” He yelled as a screech came from the thing on the table while I was under the table I noticed his legs were parted and he was only wearing boxers usually my other master's would say they would fuck me, but if master Mark wanted. I could try he seemed to be pleased when I got milk he always made the happy sounds I scooted between his legs and pulled out his 'milk storage thingy' master Mark tensed up for a moment “Jack?” He whispered before looking back at his stuff “Oh nothing I just had a thought” I started stroking it filling it get hard in my hands “hey Bob, Wade I'll be righht back ng-” he said

Oddly enough there was a reply “Sure” there was a few clicking sounds then Mark stood up fixing his boxers

“Jack stop doing that it's not ok!” Master Mark said in a not happy voice the way he stood over me reminded me so much of Felix I coward against the wall as he towered over me

‘I did something wrong again that's the 14th time since I've been here how does master Mark put up with me?’ I thought

“He doesn't bitch” a voice that sounded to familiar said I looked up to see Felix he had a beer bottle in one hand and a whip in the other this looked familiar as well, he had done this before. He first started whipping me the sound of leather against skin and the loud crack the whip made echoed in my ears old pain coming back as I listened to the insults I've heard over again “Your useless, your better off dead, your lucky I'm nice if I were anyone else you'd been dead a long time ago”

I soon start repeating these words to myself “I'm useless, I'm better off dead, I'm luck cause if you were anyone else I'd be dead a long time ago, I'm sorry Felix. I'm sorry” the oh to familiar words I've screamed countless times fell out of my mouth as if I were a broken record no one wanted to fix because they got a kick out of hearing my pleas for mercy that I knew I'd never get.

Soon he stopped whipping me he smashed his empty beer bottle and grabbed one of the shards of glass, grabbed my arm, and on the back of my upper arm he proceeded to carve his name into my skin like lovers do to trees.

Blood flowed down my arm to my elbow then fell to the floor I cried with each cut I wanted Mark back to feel his loving presents to see the way he smiled I looked up, but I didn't see Mark I didn't see love or happiness all I saw was Felix. He was smiling, but it wasn't a nice smile it was a twisted one “You know you should be grateful I'm such a good owner. I mean, I am marking you as my property after all”

I wanted to say 'your not a good owner Mark is, he treats me better than you ever did' but as soon as I opened my mouth all I heard was “Yes master I'm very grateful, thank you” it was my voice it came out of my mouth, though, it sounded broken, lifeless.

Soon Felix wasn't in front of me anymore, I was in a room I recognized the torture room. It was full of sex stuff and weapons. Images of things Felix did to me flashed in my mind as I stayed coward against the wall.

I closed my eyes Felix's words started ringing in my ears again, and again I was repeating them “I'm useless, I'm better off dead, I'm useless, I'm better off dead, I'm useless, I wish I was dead” I whispered the last part

soon a new voice echoed in my ear “You're wonderful, you're beautiful, I'm lucky you're around, I'm glad you're not dead you deserve to live” a deep soothing voice said it was one I hadn't known for long, but it gave me hope. I smiled then I felt something warm touching my lips it was gentle everything around me seemed to melt away. In my mind it was only me and Mark I pushed my lips against his my heart started beating fast.