A Master and His Pup

Milo

He patted the sofa next to him. A rare treat. "Come on pup, I want to brush you." He spoke softly my hair brush in his hand and a hair bobble around his wrist.

I jumped up and sat next to him. He gently started working the brush through the knots that had formed in my hair. "Such a scruffy mutt." he whispered. I playfully growled in response. That earned me a tap on the bottom from the brush. "You better not be so naughty for your surprise!" He laughed.

"No sir! I'll be good I promise!" I stuttered forgetting to think properly in my excitement.

"Awh is my little prince having a hard time speaking again?" He carried on brushing. "Later, I expect nothing but complete obedience from you. You have an example to set."

"Yes sir." I say slowly. My stutter still knocking me off my usual peach ability.

"Good boy! I'm so proud of you, don't you ever forget that." He kisses my forehead and starts brushing my hair again. He worked through all the nots with so much care, being gentle enough so not to hurt me at all. He pulled my hair back into a messy ponytail showing off my undercut. And put my favourite charm on my collar. I little sparkly blue paw.

There was a knock at the door. "Best behaviour." He whispered to me as he opened it.

"Hi, Mickey! Hey there Apollo." He scratched my chin. This was my masters friend, Jason. He was lovely. He loved to play with me and give me biscuits as treats. Apollo was the name my master chose for me when I became his pup and I loved it when people called me this.

"Apollo, we have someone for you to meet." Sir said excited.

Behind Jason walked a boy about my age, topless and collared. Jason closed the door and the boy dropped to his knees by his side. He had some body hair but his face was smooth. I sniffed around him before looking up at Jason and my master.

"This is Jason's new puppy, Milo. You two have a lot in common and I hope you can help him. " sir came down to our level and pet both of us. You could see in Milo's face how happy he was to be pet.

I yipped happily to sir and he kissed me. "Go sit in the garden you two can talk." Sir said. I nodded and started to walk to the garden. I looked behind me and Milo was cowering behind Jason. I looked up at sir unsure of what to do.

"Milo, go with Apollo." Jason encourage. "It won't be for long and I'll keep an eye from the kitchen." That seemed to relax Milo.

He followed me to the garden and we sat on the swing.

"I like it out here." I told him. "I come out here when I'm upset."

"Does Mickey ever upset you?" Milo asked.

"Not really." I had to think. Sir cared about me a lot and always wanted me to be happy so he did everything he could. "Does Jason?" I asked.

"Sort of, but he does so much for me I don't like to mention it." He sighed.

I completely understood this, I had been sirs since I turned sixteen. I had gone for a night out met him we became close fast and that evolved into this. He took such good care of me, often I forgot I was allowed to say no.

"If Jason asks you to do something that you don't want or can't do you should say, he'll understand." I assured him, then I had a thought. "That's better than acting out to get  into trouble to avoid things." He looked at me and I knew I hit the nail on the head.

"How did you know?" He was stunned.

"I used to do the same thing. I would act up all the time, I didn't want sir to care about me so I tried to make sure he wouldn't." I laughed a bit.

He laughed too. "It's not like anyone else ever did." He chuckled

"I know what you mean." Before Sir took me on full time I was at home, my parents hated me. I came out and ruined their perfect idea of a family. I was dragged to church everyday, I was beaten, starved and half drowned in holy water to try and make me not be me. Sir found out and then I moved in. Since then he's been very overprotective of me. He hates the idea I could get hurt again.

Milo was short and quite skinny, some similar stuff probably happened to him to I figured. I suppose they hope meeting me might help him relax into his new life. "It's alright." I tell him. "Jason is kind he will understand whatever you tell him."

"You sure?" He asks

"Definitely!" I nod.

"Can we go in? I want to speak to him and I want you to stay." He says nervously.

"Okay."