Chained - Jenlisa

Prelude

It's not easy being a pet in the modern world. No one understands me. They don't see why I obey my Mistress, why I'll do anything to please her. To be honest, my Mistress doesn't even know why I do it. All she knows is that she can control me, command me to do her bidding. When my Mistress came across me, my previous Mistress had just died. Her spell had broken and I was free to roam stupidly like a broken pup. I had no idea what to do. I never know what to do when I'm not controlled.

Since I was born, I've been taught to do as others command, not that much teaching was required. It's in my blood to enjoy it, to crave the word of others. You might be wondering why I allow myself to endure such things. It's simply who I am. All of my kind desire to make others happy. Of course,the definition of happiness had changed over the last few thousand years. I remember my first Mistress, a relatively kind, waif of a thing. The only thing she ever asked me to do was take care ofher household- cleaning, cooking, taking care of her children- simple things like that. I always wondered why she didn't ask more of me, when she knew the skills I possessed. She knew of my killing capabilities, my knowledge of things I had no right knowing, and, the trait I'm most proud of, my skills in bed. I guess, back then, no one really had need for these things.

As time wore on, and I was a few Mistresses in, my skills were finally recognized. It was during Ancient Rome that I was most treasured. My Mistresses loved me for what I could do. They commanded deaths and the knowledge to gain rank. They treasured my sexual skills. They thought I was a gift from the gods. One particular Mistress was curious as to how I could do thethings I could. She commanded me to tell her everything about why and how I do what I do. I told her that my kind, which she coined Pets (a silly name she called me in passing, but it stuck), have no other thought than to make the one that controls us happy. I told her that my strength and agility could best any man, a hundred men, with ease. She was enthralled with what I was revealing her, commanding me to tell more. I spoke of the way I could tell what a person is feeling just by looking at them, could see the knowledge they try to hide surrounding them. I told her how I could spot lies as easily as she could see me sitting in front of her.

She hushed me after this, I could see the questions she was about to ask floating around her. She asked me why I obey her, and not another. I told her that some people are better at commanding than others. I feel a pull towards those who have the ability to control the power that I wield. I said that so far, only women have been able to collar me. Only women have the capability to control with both pain and pleasure. Men think they can control others with only brute force. Women know when to cut a wound deeper, or to kiss it better. She then asked me how I came to obey her in particular. I said that I could feel her influence over me the second I laid eyes on her. She could use my power for her betterment. All she had to do was claim me, and I would be linked to her until her death.

When I was done speaking, she then asked me how she claimed me. I fingered the collar that was around my neck. I said that when she literally collared me, I was hers. She seemed happy with this answer then wondered what would happen to me after she died. I told her that I would be free from her and I would wander the earth until another claimed and collared me. She dismissed me afterthat, but I could see what she was thinking. She wanted to train her daughters to have the ability to collar me themselves, to keep me in the family.

It turned out the training worked. I remained in the possession of the Laeca women for generations. Their status was raised with each new Mistress. As I was passed on from daughter to daughter, I became more and more abused. No longer did the Laeca women, now known as the Lee women, know how to kiss a wound shut. They only knew how to hurt me into doing theirbidding. Slowly, but surely, my attraction to them disappeared. My last Mistress, the last Lee woman I would ever know, had died. Their hold on me was gone, they didn't have the ability to collar me anymore. After hundreds of years, I was free.

Of course, the daughter of my last Mistress expected me to heed her wishes. When I didn't, she was livid. She beat me bloody, yelling curses at me. I ran away- well, limped, really.

I was on the streets for two weeks before my current wanted Mistress found me. I was lying in an alleyway, still slightly bruised and battered. I had lost a bit of weight, and clearly looked unhealthy.Her safe house was a block from where I was, so she had a few of her goons take me there. As she nursed me back to health, I discovered she was a mid level drug dealer. No one too important,with just enough power to have a few to deal out her product. When I was finally back in fighting shape, I was blown away by her ability to claim me. She was the first in a long while that I've seen that was born with the ability to command me. Then again, I've been owned by trained Mistresses,of course her natural born ability would blow me away.

She was the first Mistress I had after the Lee women. Her men named me Lisa - because before I do not owned a name, was only called Pet - as they found me with a shirt lettered that on at the alleyway where she found me. I helped her take control of a strippers club where it also became her drug dealing operation site. A police managed to sniff the activities and thus able to get a warrant to raid the club. She was killed by a police gunshot during our getaway and that ends our bond. With my Mistress gone, I'm back to wondering on earth before I met my next Mistress.

Unlike my previous Mistress, my next one was a homicide detective named Seulgi. She did her job well and rather focus. It took me weeks to finally convinced her to be my Mistress. She was rather cold and cruel, with an extreme abusive tendency. I was exposed in a bank robbery from the camera inside. Seulgi assigned me to rescue the hostages along with his partner but my inhuman moves and slaughters of the bank robbers got me in custody.

The government sent two agents to interrogate me, a refined woman whom I never get the chance to know her name, and a messy haired girl whom I dubbed as lion girl named Jisoo. There was a fight inside the interrogate room that ends with Seulgi killed by the lion girl. With no bond holding me, I took my leave and never look back. I was on the run ever since, hunted by the government and the agent who killed Seulgi with nowhere to go.