Cinco Storia Book Two: A Pet's Freedom

Chapter 19

The next days in the Mink household had been easier after that incident, although it might have only been a little step, a nudge for the Pet so to speak, trivial as it may, that now Riki seemed to be better at snapping himself out of his depression when it starts, thankfully choosing to be more enthusiastic...

Though scheduled for the check-up he had requested, the busy work mounting to repair the rest of a year's worth of damages in the System put the appointments on hold, though the Pet did not seem to mind much, busier himself with monopolizing his way around the House and learning more how to use his newfound graces...

Riki was considerably happier, a divisive little conniver who was never spoilt but run his course around things the way he wanted it again. Thus Iason was not at all surprised when he asked if he could leave for Midas and buy himself an Airbike. The Blondie of course gave his permission, though for some reason, the escapade gets postponed whenever he pulled the Pet aside.

The thought of a new Airbike had been left to dust somewhere after a few days of hot and steamy respite. It had been a week now, Iason taking a short leave of his responsibilities to spend time with his beloved...

In the same span of time, both had managed to develop a silent, two-way process of learning, Iason likewise beginning to understand from his Pet how real relationships went, had become more sensitive now to Riki's emotions, careful not to forget himself.

However, jealousy seemed inescapable. Because he had given the Furniture a taste of Riki, never mind if it had been under ordained blindness, he was now more mindful of their presence and somehow chary, narrowing his eyes whenever Riki spent more of his time asking the triplets favours. Favours the brothers loved to cosset him with, glad the same way maybe that the Pet of the House was feeling better. Unaware that they had played a part. Riki not one to mention it though he honestly recalled the moment with a fine blush from time to time. Just promptly shaken off especially in the presence of his Master.

The Blondie likewise, never spoke of the incident ever again. Yet as it was with Daryl, Iason did not want the Furniture to be so familiar with Riki. Even the natural purpose of the Furniture that was common elsewhere to a certain extent was not to be exercised in any way. Definitely no such furtive affairs to be maintained or thought of to begin with.

He was the one who will fulfill Riki's desires if there were any more; after all, didn't he possess a body very much capable of it now? Of sharing everything with his Pet that is. A body that feels. But he could not really help it...

On one particular instance, when Riki and Katron poured over a playlist of synthesized tunes the former wanted to listen to, having spent several hours in the Furniture's own quarters, Iason actually found a way to drag the living ornament outside and give him a beating, stopping only when he was contented and when Riki begged him to.

Afterwards, he swept his Pet into their shared bedroom, locked him in, and spent what remained of his impulsive outburst on fucking the other senseless, marking his territory with much passion and possessiveness.

Riki found it hard to get up for the whole day the next morning, Iason however apologizing for it, palming the blame over to the stresses of work which was not at all true.

Then there was that instance when Riki himself almost got the beating again, after Iason had chanced upon him while he masturbated, lost in his fantasies on the bed, pants pulled down and off...much like that time years back.

Though there was no virtual image of a bitch anywhere, the Master still eyed his climaxing Pet with suspicion from where he observed him under the dim light, unable to get his head out of the idea that his Exclusive might be thinking of someone else.