Pet

If there’s one thing Akito has never let me forget its that I’m a whore and that I belong solely to him for his own pleasure and amusement.
Akito has owned me ever since my father sold me to him when I was six years old. Ever since that day I’ve worn his collar and have done whatever he tells me to do. And as you probably can guess, what he wants me to do is mostly sexual.
He use to fool around with me all the time when I was younger and didn’t understand that what he was doing was inappropriate. He’d dress me up in clothes that were way to revealing for any kid; some times he’d even dress me up in girl clothes. Then he’d take me out to have “fun” with him.
He’d drag me to all of his meetings where everyone would fawn over me and say I was the cutest thing they had ever seen. And the whole time his employees kept droning on about things involving the company or members of his family were discussing problems amongst them to be addressed, his hand would be stroking my thigh.
When he didn’t have meetings he’d bring me out into town and let me run wild in the most expensive of toy shops for the whole day before taking me out to dinner in the finest restaurants.
I never understood why the people in town or in the restaurant gave us such weird looks when Akito would cover my face in kisses and fondle me gently. I thought what he was doing was perfect normal.
But my innocent confusion was taken away when Akito took my virginity on my seventh birthday.
After that day there was no more getting taken to meetings or going to toy shops and out to dinner. I was forced to stay inside all day under the watchful supervision of the only two people Akito trusts with me: his right hand man Kureno Sohma and the family doctor Hatori Sohma.
Kureno was always gentle and kind with me. He’d find all sorts of fun things for us to do together around the house in effort to try to ease my torment at the thought of being caged inside all day.
Hatori was as gentle as Kureno but was much more serious then him. He was the one who always took care of disciplining me whenever I did something risky or foolish.
They were the parental figures of my childhood and whenever Akito would call for me I would always cling to them, begging not to be taken away from them. Akito was the one thing they couldn’t protect me from. All they could do was comfort me when he had finished with me and heal the wounds he had left on my body.
I’m seventeen now and nothing has changed. I’m still Akito’s favorite plaything and he still keeps me as far away from the outside world as he can.
Recently though Akito told me that he’s going to let me out of the main house for a whole week. And even more shocking he’s actually going to place me in the care of some else during that time.
Apparently the birthday of a very important person in the Sohma family is coming up…

III

Unlike most people I loathe my birthday. The only kind of party I’ve ever wanted to have is a low key one with only my close friends in attendance. But every year my parents go completely against my wishes and turn my birthday party into the hugest, most extravagant party with all the Sohma family and a few dozen more in attendance. I hardly ever know more then half the people there and the whole overdone event always leaves me exhausted.
But the main reason I hate so much is because it’s the one time I can’t avoid seeing Akito.
Akito is the head of our family and I hate him more then anything else in the whole world.
Years ago, he chose me from all the other Sohma children to be his playmate and tormented me ruthlessly. He convinced me that everyone, even my parents, despised me and locked me away in a horrible dark room.
My parents couldn’t have cared less about what was happening. My status as Akito’s playmate was landing them too many high positions for them to want to change anything.
Fortunately Akito began to become bored with me over the years and eventually released me. Apparently he found a new person to have fun with.
So when Akito sat down next to be tonight wearing his trademark smirk on his face I felt my skin crawl and I had to fight back the urge to runaway from him.
“Hello Yuki,” He said. “Are you enjoying your party?”
“Yes,” I said robotically.
“It doesn’t seem like it,” Akito said. “You seem rather depressed. But I have just the thing to cheer you up.”
“Really,” I said. “And what may that be?”
“Its your birthday present,” Akito said, “and you should feel very grateful that I’m allowing you to have it for a whole week. You see this thing is the most precious thing I own.”
I fought back a shiver at the thick layer of lust that had filled his voice as he spoke. “And where is this present?” I asked.
“In your bedroom,” Akito said.
“My bedroom?” I said looking at him in surprise.
“That’s right,” Akito said. “Why don’t you go find out what it is? I know you don’t want to stay here and besides I’m sure your present is getting…impatient…waiting for you.”
My brow furrowed as I frowned. Just what was this present?
“Fine,” I said. “I’ll go see what it is.” Anything to get away from you…
“There’s a good boy,” Akito smiled. “I’ll cover for you.”
I stood up, not bothering to give him a response, and began to make my way towards the house.