Catnip

Chapter Three

"Why did she prepare me the way she did?" I asked a few moments after Austin walked into the room. 

He eyed me, his eyes raked my body. It made me feel vulnerable, maybe even a dash of insecurity. I crossed one leg over the other, looking straight up at him. My arms crossed over my chest. I tried my best not to show how scared I was. I wouldn't let him break me so easily. 

"Purposes." He replied, walking over to the black bag. He peered inside of it, then appeared quite pleased about the contents of the bag. 

"What kind of purposes?" I pressed, leaning forward slightly.

"Well..." Austin looked over at me with a grin on his face. A few moments later he came walking towards me. He forced me to lay down so he could straddle my hips. My eyes went wide, I pushed his chest, struggling to move out from underneath him. I did not want this.

"Hybrids usually are sold to different people for different purposes. Before they are sold they have to be...trained, by the people who find them" he paused, eyes examining my body and what I wore. "I'll put you through different tests to see which one you belong to." 

He reached over into the bag, grabbing something out of it and showed it to me. My mouth draped open at the item.  What the hell?

"Why the hell do you have-" he stopped me from talking by interrupting me.

"Some hybrids are used for maids, to do the simple household chores." He moved the duster underneath my nose, causing me to sneeze.  

"Others are used for..." he paused, leaning closer to my face and whispering into my ear "sexual pleasure." He moved away from me, laughing at my reaction. I hit his chest again. He moved away from my ear, but still straddled me.

"The ones that are capable of giving birth are used for child-bearing." He paused, resting a hand on my stomach. "Don't worry, I won't let you go to someone like that. Knowingly at least." 

"I'll test your limits over the next month, to see which one you belong to." He held my wrists, keeping me from slapping him in the chest again. "You'll either be a sex slave or a house slave. No in-betweens." he rubbed his thumbs over a part of my wrists.  

"I won't push you past your boundaries, but I will test them. You're lucky you found yourself with someone like me, someone who won't push you over the boundaries you have set." He slowly let go of my wrists, I relaxed some but not completely.

"Why the hell am I dressed like this?" I asked, referring to the clothing I wore.

"I'm going to test you. Remember the sandwich you ate?" 

"Yeah..." I arched an eyebrow at him, looking at him suspiciously.

"It was drugged, do you feel aroused?" he asked, my face heated up a little bit. I was ignoring the slight bulge in my pants up until now. What he said made me think about it.  

"Maybe..." I muttered stubbornly, fearing what he might do if I didn't answer. He moved on top of me, grinding slightly against the bulge, I groan.  

"Please don't," I whispered, looking up at him pleadingly. The bulge was threating to get larger. He stopped, moving over to the bag. He pulled out a few cleaning supplies. What the fuck?! 

"It wasn't my intention." he placed them in my hands. I looked at him questionably. "You are to clean this whole floor level, you're not allowed to touch yourself or bring pleasure to yourself. If anyone tries to touch you and you don't want them to, you press this button, okay?" he held a necklace that looked like a red ruby, it seemed like it acted like a button.  

"What makes you think I'll clean this whole section?" I snapped sassily. 

"If you don't then there is going to be punishment. It'll be nothing you like, I'm sure of it." he winked, getting off of me. "You get an award for doing this." He grabbed my hand and forced me to stand. I was mildly surprised to see that my ankles weren't shackled anymore. Before he made me leave the room he placed the necklace around my neck. 

"What if someone harasses me?" 

"Ignore them, don't give them the satisfaction." he replied, placing a hand on the small of my back and showing me down the hallway. "Don't try to run away, there are guards at every exit and they will notify me if you try to escape, this will get you into a lot of trouble and earn you a larger punishment than not cleaning will." he warned me, before telling me to start cleaning the hallway. A mop was handed to me along with a bucket of soapy water, making me crinkle my nose. I frowned, swished my tail a few times and opened my mouth to argue against Austin. 

But Austin was already walking down the hallway to do whatever it is he does. I briefly wondered what the punishment was, thinking maybe I could endure that. I bit my lip, deciding not to anger the tattooed giant and that cleaning was a simple task that I should be able to do. I began to clean, moping the floor and dusting after that. 

By the time I was done cleaning half of the floor I was at I was starting to get ridiculously horny. Damn, I didn't even know there was a drug like that. I groan, trying my best to ignore it.  I noticed there was a guy following me also, I didn't do anything about it. I wouldn't either, at least not unless he provoked me.  

Just as I thought everything was clean on the floor I felt arms wrap around my waist, I froze. They didn't have any tattoos on them and were calloused. I glanced behind me to see it was a tanned man with dark brown hair. I couldn't make anything else out of him because he turned me back around, forcing me to look away from him.

"Me and my buddies are going to have a little fun with you...Don't make a peep or dare pressing that button. We'll kill you before you have a chance to be saved." he growled into my ear, bringing me towards a room. He stopped short when he noticed someone walking our way.  

I didn't think I would say this, but I'm glad it was Austin. I broke away from the guys grip, glaring at the stranger. A few moments later Austin appeared in front of both of us. 

"Is there a problem here? " he asked 

"No sir, just telling the slut here to keep on cleaning. I caught him lacking, he was trying his best to get my dick up his ass." The guy lied easily. I gave him a look of disbelief. He was really lying about what he was doing? The look Austin was giving me made me feel like he was believing what he was saying. I let out a huff of air and moved past Austin, being quick so he wouldn't catch me.

I had no clue where I was going, but anywhere away from that guy was fine by me. I glanced down, noticing my problem was still there, I cursed myself. I'd probably have to lay around suffering from this for a while. Or maybe I could sneak off to the bathroom to rid of the problem...

I kept walking until I made it to the door I came out of. I twisted the handle and walked inside. I then sat on the bed, preparing myself mentally for some kind of punishment. 

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