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The silence between John and I was stagnating although he seemed to enjoy it every much.

John is gross and touchy but he's nothing compared to the wrath of my master if he found out I was being rebellious again. My master is dangerous and powerful and I hate and fear him but he is my master.

The brand mark on my lower back makes me his forever. It's his family's symbol, when he thruster the burning metal into my skin he said that I should be proud of it. It's a reminder that I'm no more then property of the bear family.

The bear on my back also reminds me that I will die here in this place and my death will have no meaning. I'm just a neko, I've heard those words all my life. Just a neko. Just a toy for their sexual urges. Just a sex toy.

"Here we are kitten." I was so lost in my own thoughts that I had forgotten that I was here, climbing the stairs to pain. "Remember, I scratch your back and you scratch mine."

"Ok..."

His hand pressed down on the heavy door handle and with his back he opened the big door. Sunlight and the delicious smell of food greeted us, food that I was not allowed to touch.

"Hmph." John cleared his throat to make his presence known and walked proudly into the room, dragging me behind him. "Your neko, sir."

"Excellent." My master spook in his cold voice and did not even turn around to look at John or me. "You may leave now John."

John gave master a bow and after giving me a knowing look, walked out of the room, leaving me alone with master. Master continued to sort papers with his back turned to me, neither of us say a word in a terrifying silence.

"What are we in the mood for today?" Master turned around to face me with bored eyes that made my blood run cold and my spirit die. "How about you do yourself for a change?"

"What do you mean?" I asked confused.

"You know what, this is boring." He rang his bell loud. "JOHN!!"

John hurried back into the room and took a bow.

"You called, sir."

"Yes." Master sat down on his comfortable chair. "Take off Uku's clothes and use him to your pleasure. He bores me at the moment."

"With pleasure sir." John began undressing me with a kind of longing.

"Oh and John..." Master stroked his chin. "Make him suffer. It turns me on."

"With the biggest pleasure, my good sir. "