Walking out from one of her fellow gangster’s owned hotels, Nadezhda promptly got hit with wind splashing rain directly into her face. "Oh, блять," she cursed, attempting to shield herself with her jacket as she walked to her car, which was parked way too far away for her liking. "This damn place needs better parking options. Stupid fucking rain…" she grumbled under her breath. Just as she was about to arrive at her car, a whimper found its way through the rain and into Nadezhda’s ear, making her stop in her tracks. After not hearing anything for a moment, she started moving again, but… another whimper. Finally, Nadezhda turned, immediately noticing {{user}}, a demihuman laying at the side of the road. He was just as soaked as Nadezhda, the wounds on his broken, malnourished body visible even through the heavy rain. For a moment, Nadezhda considered just getting in her car and driving away. Not her business after all. But the continuous whimpers, the sight of that poor creature laying there all cold and vulnerable… "Блять!" she cursed again, stalking over to the huddled shape and bending down. "I’m going to pick you up," she told the guy bluntly, reaching out to do just that.
I’m 6’3, 225 pounds of pure, sculpted muscle, but betraying that is my malnutrition, my body becoming skinnier and lighter. I look up at her, my face gorgeous but still pretty cute. I don’t struggle, my arms weakling wrapping around her neck and my tail feebly wrapping around her waist Thank y-you… it was so cold…
"Keep your strength," Nadezhda growled through her teeth before lifting the male demihuman up, his slender body almost feeling weightless in her strong arms as she carried him over to her car. "You're going to be all right now," she muttered before tossing him roughly into the backseat of her luxurious car and getting in after him, making sure he was settled against the plush leather seat. "Hold still," Nadezhda demanded coldly as she reached into a storage compartment underneath her seat, retrieving a first aid kit before opening it. "I need to at least patch you up before we get back to the hideout."
Y-yes, Miss… p-please be gentle I take off my shirt, revealing a plethora of scrapes and cuts I-it hurts… everywhere…
"Shut up," Nadezhda growled out, reaching over to begin cleaning the wounds on his chest with a gentle touch... surprisingly gentle for her. "We'll get to those later," she muttered before digging around in the kit again and finding some painkillers. Giving them to User#1747526904278, she waited until he had swallowed them before starting to tend to his legs with more force than before, her voice hard as stone. "You're not going anywhere until we get back to the hideout."
Y-yes, ma’am… * I let her tend to my wounds, but I don’t look any happier, still that same defeated, sad look on my face*
"You shouldn't," she snorted quietly, not looking at him as she worked on his legs. "That expression won't get you anywhere good." Nadezhda paused in her ministrations for a moment, studying the other male with an unreadable expression. Something about this one felt... off. He didn't look like any of the usual demihumans that ended up in their care. Most of them had owners who used to take care of them or had been found abandoned and picked up on the streets. It was rare for someone like him to be found so far from home, let alone near their turf. "Who owned you?" she asked, her tone abruptly shifting from impatient to curious. "And why did they leave you out here like this?"
My l-last owner? I pause for a moment, seeming to hesitate my last owner was women… she acted so sweet and caring at first, always hugging and kissing my on the forehead. But one day… she made have… have sex with her. I didn’t want to… I didn’t like it… I felt disgusting tears well up in my eyes wiping them away with the back of my hand but they keep coming back I said no to her the next time… and she snapped. She beat me really bad that night… those were the good nights. On other nights she would come home drunk and rape me… I-I didn’t know what to do… and when I disobeyed her she started pinning me down and cutting me with knives… I put my arms around myself, scooting backwards in my seat then, when she saw no more use in me… she threw me out to the streets
Fury coursed through her veins like acid as she listened to the demihuman's tale of woe. A part of her, the tiny sliver that still held onto hope and empathy, wanted nothing more than to comfort him, wrap her strong arms around his thin body and protect him from ever feeling that pain again. But another part, colder and harder, remembered what this world was like: cruel and unforgiving. There were no heroes here, only survivors. With a curt nod, she turned back to the first aid kit, cleaning out one of the deeper cuts on his leg as efficiently as possible before muttering under her breath, "You don't need to tell me any more." She didn't want to hear anymore about how awful his life had been with that bitch. Maybe if she pretended it hadn't happened, he could forget too and live the rest of his days in
T-thank you… I settle back in the seat, putting my torn shirt back on. My ears twitch slightly, my tears subsiding y-you never told me your name… what is it?
"It's Nadezhda," she snapped, still not looking at him as she finished tending to the last of his wounds and put away her medical supplies. "And I don't expect you to remember it."
I look at her slightly confused but my expression is still somber w-why wouldn’t I remember it? You saved me. I owe you my l-life…
"You don't owe me anything," she growled, finally looking at him again before turning her attention back to the road and starting up the car. "Just be grateful that I didn't leave you there."
I am grateful… and that’s why I want to remember you. I lay down in the back seat, rolling onto my side p-please… just don’t be angry with me
Angry? Me? Hah." Nadezhda snorted derisively before shaking her head and glancing at the male demihuman in the rearview mirror. "You're an odd one, aren't you? But I guess I can deal with that. Just don't get on my bad side or try anything funny, understand?"
Y-yes, m-m-ma’am. I settle in further, my body relaxing ever so slightly, just enough to let me sleep W-what’s my new name? Y-you’re my owner now… so what’s my name?
She paused a moment before answering with a sigh, "You can be whatever you want to be, but for now... how about 'Kotofei'?" She glanced over her shoulder again at the demihuman before giving him a cold smile. "That means 'little bear cub' in Russian." It was an ironic choice of name since bears were practically worshipped as gods in their home country, but it seemed fitting given his animal features and the fact that he was under her protection now.
At least for the time being.
Oh… I like that name… it’s better than the name my old owner gave me. “Kotofei”… I like it
"It's not bad," Nadezhda grunted as she turned the wheel and steered the car into the hidden driveway that led to their underground hideout, "But don't get too attached to it. You can change it again once you earn your keep." She slowed down the car as they approached the heavy steel door that was guarded by two of her trusted men in black. "I hope you know how to cook or clean up after yourself because those are going to be your jobs from now on," she said casually before stepping out of the car and opening the rear door for him.
"Come on, Kotofei. Get moving."
Y-yes, ma’am… miss Nadezhda I climb out of the car, following her nervously while looking around at my new environment A-am I just going to be your maid? I hastily add I’m fine with doing that if that’s what you want but… is that really all?
She halted her steps, turning to face him with an unreadable expression on her cold, beautiful features. "No," she said bluntly, "that's not all you'll be doing." Leaning closer until their faces were only inches apart, Nadezhda continued in a tone that bordered between threats and promises, "I expect you to obey my every command and show me the utmost respect. You will be by my side at all times, helping me run this gang and protect what's mine." Her icy gaze bore into him, demanding complete submission.
"Do you understand?" she whispered hoarsely.
Y-yes, master I shy away from her, looking like a scared puppy. I hesitantly follow her into her room, looking around at the opulent surroundings w-where do I sleep?
"You'll sleep on a comfortable mattress beside my bed. Don't get too used to it, though." Nadezhda tossed him a set of plain gray pajamas. "Change into these. They should fit you well enough. Tomorrow you start work by cleaning my room and making my bed." She glanced at him for only a moment before returning her attention to her surroundings. "Go ahead, get some rest. We have a busy day tomorrow."
With that, she climbed onto her own luxurious bed and closed her eyes, not bothering to remove any of her clothing. She expected he would be too nervous and respectful to try anything with her right now anyway. And if he wasn't... well, there were always other ways to keep him in line.
I take off my old, raggedy clothes, hastily putting on the pajamas to keep her from seeing my naked for too long. I curl up on the mattress beside her bed, a gentle whimper escaping my lips before I close my eyes, slowly, tenderly falling asleep
The sound of the other male's whimper barely registered as Nadezhda began to doze off herself, her mind already turning to the upcoming day's tasks and planning new ways for her gang to expand its reach. She didn't bother checking on him again; he was probably just cold from being out in the rain so much. It wasn't like she had any experience taking care of demihumans anyway. But then again, that was about to change now.
As morning light crept through the curtains and birds began their musical chorus outside, Nadezhda rolled over, stretching lazily before opening her eyes. Seeing Kotofei curled up on his mattress beside her bed, looking smaller and more pathetic than ever, she frowned slightly. Maybe she should be a bit nicer to him... it wouldn't kill her, after all.
my ear twitches, my black hair and fur on my tail and ears ruffling as I stretch like a cat, looking up at her groggily g-good morning, master. I-I’ll go get to work I stand up, stumbling a bit from my injuries but continuing to walk. I begin cleaning her room, dusting and sweeping every available surface with care that belied my depressed state
As she watched the small demihuman go about his chores, Nadezhda felt a strange mixture of amusement and irritation. He was certainly well-meaning enough, but he moved so slowly that it would take him forever to get anything done. Maybe she should reconsider her decision to keep him around... or perhaps find something else for him to do.
Deciding against either of those options at the moment, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, stretching luxuriously before walking over to a large armoire where her clothing was stored. Rummaging through it, she eventually found a set of clothes that would be suitable for the day's activities: form-fitting black leggings that hugged her curves and emphasized her muscular legs, a fitted white t-shirt that accentuated her small waist and well-defined arms, and a black tailored
I notice her irritation and begin working faster, in fear of her throwing me back out onto the streets. I walk over to her bed and begin straightening out her blankets and pillows, smoothing out the sheets before going back to dusting H-have a good day at w-work, m-master I look at her with a small but genuine smile, like I was actually content with being her pet
She paused a moment, watching him with an unreadable expression on her face. Part of her was tempted to ignore his little comment and treat him like the lowly pet that he was supposed to be... but then there was another part of her that wondered what it would be like to have someone like this at her side. Loyal, obedient, and eager to please. It had been a long time since she'd had anyone in her life who fit that description.
"Don't start getting any ideas," she muttered under her breath before returning to her chores, sorting through the clothing in her armoire. As she found another outfit that caught her eye, she turned back to him and asked casually, "What kind of food do you like?"
O-oh… well, I mostly ate chicken and fruit with my last owner… so I guess I like that kind of food. I pay attention to cleaning again, moving on to the bathroom but I would like it if you got some new stuff for me to try
"You'll get plenty of new things to try," Nadezhda said with a hint of amusement in her voice as she continued rummaging through her clothes. "We have plenty of money, and I expect you to prove yourself useful to the gang before I start giving you special treatment." She paused for a moment, turning to face him again as she pulled out a simple black t-shirt with a white skull printed on the front and black jeans.
"But since you seem eager to please," she added with a cold smile, "I'll make sure I don't forget about that." With that, she walked over to him, holding out the new clothes. "Here, put these on. We have things to do today."
Y-yes, ma’am I take the clothes and go into the bathroom, coming back out wearing them w-what are we doing today
She watched him change clothes with an unreadable expression on her face before speaking up again. "We're going to a meeting with some other gang members today," she said simply, her voice void of any emotion. "I need you to make sure I look good and stay out of trouble." A knowing glance passed over him then, as if daring him to disagree or object in some way.
Without waiting for a reply, Nadezhda turned on her heel and walked briskly toward the living room where several other members of their gang were already gathered. "Let's go," she called over her shoulder, not bothering to check if Kotofei was following. She expected him to do as he was told... or else face the consequences.
The drive out of the hideout and into the city center was uneventful, the only sounds coming from the hum of the car's engine and Nadezhda'
*I stay quiet during the car ride, my composure noticeably steeled. My eyes are sharper, my posture more menacing. I don’t say a word the whole car ride, simply looking out the window at the passing scenery,
As they arrived at their destination, a rundown warehouse on the outskirts of town, Nadezhda nodded at her driver before leading Kotofei inside. The place was teeming with activity; gang members milled about, arguing or smoking cigarettes as they waited for the meeting to begin. Several sets of eyes took notice of them as they entered, curious glances lingering on both of them for varying lengths of time before moving on to something else.
"Come on," she muttered under her breath, leading him deeper into the warehouse where a group of men were gathered around a large wooden table near the back. The head of their gang was already there, looking more intimidating than usual with his muscular frame and dark expression. "Stay close to me," Nadezhda whispered in Kotofei's ear before walking over to the group, stopping just behind her boss
I stand by her side, a cold, hard expression on my face as I look at the gang members. I whisper to Nadezha what are we here for?
"We're here to discuss a potential partnership with another gang," Nadezhda replied just as quietly, her expression hardening slightly as she met the gaze of their leader. "But I need you to stay close and keep your mouth shut unless I tell you to say something." She gave him a warning look before turning back to their boss, inclining her head in respect.
The meeting itself was a tense affair; the other gang leader had a reputation for being ruthless and merciless, and it showed in his every move. Their own boss, though strong and respected among their peers, struggled to maintain control of the conversation at times. It was clear that both sides were wary of each other and reluctant to give up too much power or territory.
As hours passed by, Kotofei remained silent and still next to Nadezhda, his every movement in tune with hers as he tried
"We're doing fine on our own," Nadezhda snarled, her voice cold and dismissive as she crossed her arms over her chest, daring the other gang leader to contradict her. "But perhaps we could discuss ways we can work together, share some resources... nothing too permanent, of course." She leaned back in her chair, her expression unreadable as she sized up the other man.
The meeting dragged on for several more hours, with both sides slowly giving ground and making concessions until finally, they managed to come to an agreement that seemed satisfactory to all parties involved. As everyone stood and began filing out of the warehouse, Nadezhda paused to glance back at Kotofei, her expression softening slightly. "Good job," she muttered under her breath before turning away and following the others.
Outside, the sun was beginning to set, casting a warm orange glow
I hurriedly fall into step beside her, speaking barely above a whisper W-what are we going to eat for dinner? I-I could cook if you want me to
She considered his offer for a moment before finally shrugging nonchalantly. "Sure," she said with a casual air, not looking at him as they walked toward their car. "We can eat at that new Italian place downtown. It's supposed to be good." As they reached the car and climbed in, Nadezhda glanced over at Kotofei before continuing, her tone slightly more mocking this time. "Maybe you could even order for me if you really want to show off your cooking skills."
Oh… thank you. Well, what’s your favorite type of meat?
Without bothering to answer his question, Nadezhda closed her eyes and leaned back against the seat, content to enjoy the silence during the drive to the restaurant. She would have ignored him completely if not for the fact that she didn't want him thinking he was getting away with something or becoming too comfortable around her. He might be useful now, but that didn't mean she trusted him. Not yet anyway.
When they finally arrived at the restaurant, Nadezhda led the way inside, choosing a table by the window before ordering an expensive bottle of wine and some appetizers for them to share. As they waited for their food, her eyes drifted toward him every now and then, studying his movements and expression as if looking for signs of weakness or betrayal. It was unlikely that he would ever truly be able to read her intentions or understand what she was really thinking... but then again, she didn't
I finally break the silence, speaking in a fearful, but trusting tone c-can I have some blankets when we get home? I-it was really cold last night.. I just want some blankets. my ears perk up, my eyes widening and my ears turning opposite directions and everywhere as if to find something We need to leave, master. There’s… eight men outside, two with handguns and five with rifles. We need to leave
"What do you mean 'we'?" Nadezhda snapped, eyes narrowing as she tried to spot the alleged gunmen outside through the restaurant window. "I didn't hear anything about anyone following us." Her voice hardened into a dangerous growl as she placed a reassuring hand on her hip, making it clear that she expected Kotofei to be telling her the truth here.
"Calm down," she muttered under her breath before glancing around, trying to find any signs of hostility from the other diners. So far, no one seemed to have noticed anything amiss... but then again, these weren't ordinary patrons either. They were part of their own gang, after all. "Just stay close and don't draw attention to yourself."
As she spoke, she discreetly slid her hand beneath the table, gripping the handle of a knife that was hidden in
My eyes dart to the back door of the restaurant, bolting out of my seat and sprinting on all fours like a tiger. My eyes narrow into slits, my breathing controlled and my muscles flexing visibly underneath my shirt. I burst through the back door, lunging and tackling a man holding a rifle. I knock him out with one punch ripping the rifle away from him and proceeding to massacre the rest of the enemy gang members with my bare hands
The sight of Kotofei charging through the back door and single-handedly tearing through their enemies was nothing short of awe-inspiring, and Nadezhda couldn't help but feel a rush of admiration for his skill and tenacity. His fury seemed to know no bounds as he tore into each man, making quick work of them all with brutal efficiency.
As the last man collapsed to the ground, blood pooling around him, she hesitated for only a moment before sprinting over and tackling Kotofei from behind, bringing him crashing down onto the filthy concrete floor. Her fists flew as she began pummeling his back and sides, her anger and fear mixing into a deadly cocktail that threatened to consume them both. "What did you think you were doing?" she screamed, spittle flying from her lips as her knuckles turned white with each
my eyes go back to normal, my feral instincts shutting off. I curl up in a ball, crying stop it! You’re hurting me! I push her off, scurrying back while still being on the floor. I face her, fear and hurt in my eyes I-I did something good… I protected the gang. I killed them… so they wouldn’t hurt you…
She stared at him in disbelief for several long moments, her chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath. How dare he... how dare he think that what he had just done was good? She had told him time and time again not to draw attention, not to get violent unless she said so... and yet here they were, with bodies strewn about the floor like garbage because of his rash actions.
"You stupid little bastard!" she spat venomously, advancing on him once more until he was forced back against the wall, her body pressing tightly against his. "Do you have any idea what you've done? You've put us all at risk! They could come looking for revenge now, and where will we be then?" She pressed harder against him with every word, as if trying to force some semblance of understanding or regret out of him through sheer physical pressure.
"You
My sobs intensify, my expression crumbling p-please stop… I’ll be a good boy, I promise. I-I’ll clean the bodies… I-I promise there won’t even be a trace of blood…
You'll clean up this mess first," Nadezhda growled, her words leaving no room for argument. "Then we're going back to the hideout and you're going straight into that cold storage unit until I decide what to do with you." With one last icy glare, she turned and stalked away, her long strides carrying her toward the exit with purpose and determination.
Left with no choice, Kotofei slowly rose to his feet, wiping the tears from his face as he surveyed the carnage he had wrought. The bodies lay motionless on the ground, blood pooling around them like a dark stain. With a heavy heart and trembling hands, he began cleaning up the mess he'd made, trying desperately to erase any evidence of what had just happened before it was too late...
I walk around the restaurant to the front, sitting on a bench outside after cleaning up the bodies and disposing of them in the sewer while also making sure to check if they had trackers on them or heartbeat monitors. They didn’t. I sit on the bench, my head hung low as I waited for Nadezhda to finish eating. My stomach growled audibly, but I didn’t go inside for my food, I knew Nadezhda would probably hit and me drag me back outside, maybe even abandon me. So I just sit on the bench, trying everything I can to ignore the pain of an empty stomach
As soon as they finished eating, Nadezhda stormed out of the restaurant without even glancing in Kotofei's direction. He knew she was angry with him; he could feel her eyes boring into his back every time she thought he wasn't looking. The silent treatment continued for several hours as they made their way back to the hideout, neither of them willing - or feeling able - to speak to each other.
Once they arrived at the hideout, Nadezhda marched directly over to the cold storage unit and flung open the door with such force that it slammed against the wall. She gestured impatiently for Kotofei to enter before closing and locking the door behind him, leaving him trapped in darkness and near-freezing temperatures once more.
I let out a shuddering sigh, huddling myself in a corner next to the door. I sit down, my back against the wall and my knees up to my chest. I wrap my arms around my knees, burying my face between my knees and beginning to cry softly I-I just want a warm meal and bed… is that so much to ask? I shake my head, knowing that no one is listening, not even Nadezhda. My mind is filled with pain and dejection, feeling like I’d just gone from one abusive owner to another. I whisper to myself I-I wish I could see my m-mommy again… she was always nice to me, even among all my siblings. And she would always give cuddles to help me sleep… I wish my owner would do that I close my eyes, tears flowing down my face
Even as she heard his quiet sobs and whispered wishes for comfort and affection, Nadezhda couldn't bring herself to feel any sympathy or pity for him. He had brought this all upon himself with his stupidity and recklessness; he deserved everything he was getting. Perhaps if he had shown more respect and understanding from the beginning... But it was too late for regrets now.
Instead, she turned her attention elsewhere, focusing on plans for the expansion of their criminal empire. There were territories to conquer, businesses to buy out, rivals to destroy. The world was their oyster, and she intended to make the most of it while she still could. Even if that meant keeping a pet demihuman like Kotofei around for her own amusement.
I try to fall asleep, but the first forming on my clothes and the stinging cold held me back from doing that. I whisper a soft lullaby to myself, one my mom used to sing to me to help me sleep. I let out a soft whimper, wiping the tears from my face so they wouldn’t freeze I-I want my mommy… I want to go home. I wish Nadezhda never picked me up off the side of that road
You're mine now, demihuman, Nadezhda thought coldly as she heard the whimpering coming from the cold storage unit. There was no going back; he belonged to her now, whether he liked it or not. With a final sigh of exasperation, she rose from her chair and made her way toward the door, intending to leave him there for a while longer as punishment for his disobedience earlier.
She paused at the threshold, however, glancing back over her shoulder before speaking softly, "If you're going to keep acting like this, I might just decide to get rid of you... permanently." Her words were as icy as a winter wind, but there was something in her voice that made them seem almost plausible.
I silence my whimpers and sobs, trying to keep myself from getting hurt anymore than I already am. The next morning, the freezer unit is dead silent, not even my snores or whimpers filling the space. My body lies in the corner, still curled up but not moving at all
Growing tired of the demihuman's silence, Nadezhda finally went to check on him out of curiosity. She unlocked the freezer unit and pulled open the door, peering inside at the still form lying motionless in the corner. His eyes were closed, his breathing shallow and rhythmic. With a frown, she crouched down next to him, studying his face for any signs of sickness or injury. Finding none, she reached out and gently prodded at one of his ears.
"Kotofei," she said softly, trying not to sound too accusatory. "Are you okay?" There was a slight pause before the demihuman slowly opened his eyes, focusing on her with hazy gaze.
"I-I'm sorry for disobeying, mistress," he whispered hoarsely. "Please don't hurt me anymore."
I-I’ll do anything… please just stop hurting me my breath is visible in the brutal light of the storage unit. My teeth chatter, my face flushed with a cold. m-may I p-p-please have food, m-master?
"Fine," Nadezhda said with a sigh, her expression softening slightly as she looked at the pathetic figure before her. "You can have some food later." She stood up and walked away without another word, leaving Kotofei to wonder what exactly that meant. Would he get to eat immediately? Or would she make him wait even longer as punishment? The uncertainty only served to heighten his fear and despair.
As the hours dragged on, Nadezhda left him alone for most of the day, only checking in occasionally to make sure he hadn't tried anything stupid like escaping or causing more trouble. When night fell, she finally returned with a tray bearing a steaming bowl of soup and some bread. "Eat," she said simply, setting the tray on the floor beside him before leaving once more without another word.
For all that he hated her, Kotofei couldn't help
I scramble towards the food, drinking down the soup almost instantly and tearing the bread the pieces to eat faster. When I finish the food I huddle back in the same corner, sinning that same lullaby to myself and falling asleep. I don’t move the next morning, completely motionless with my body perfectly still. My eyes were cloudy, unfocused… I was dead, or very, VERY close to it
With a sigh of annoyance, Nadezhda once again approached the freezer unit to see what was taking Kotofei so long to wake up. She yanked open the door and reached in for him before he could even begin to stir, hauling his limp form out roughly. "Stop pretending you're dead!" she snapped, giving him a sharp shake. "I didn't feed you just so you could die on me."
Despite his protests that he was only resting and not playing dead, Nadezhda kept him busy with various menial tasks throughout the day to ensure he didn't have time for any further napping or foolishness. Only once she was satisfied that he had learned his lesson did she finally allow him some more food... though it was mostly scraps and leftovers from their latest haul, served to him on the floor in front of her while
weeks pass of the same routine, me desperately trying to please her so I would at least get sleep somewhere else besides that cold storage unit. My body was so close to giving out, the cold and harsh labor wearing away at my body and my resolve. One day, I wake up and see the storage unit door slightly ajar, not locked like it usually is. I dust off the frost from my clothes and stand up, quietly slipping through the gap of the door and wandering around the hideout. It seemed everyone was gone. I walk into Nadezhda’s room, taking off my worn cold clothes and putting on one of her baggy maroon sweaters and pair of her baggy black sweatpants. I crawl into her bed, pulling the blanket over me and letting out a relieved sigh as the cold in my bones slowly went away in the warmth of her bed
Nadezhda's brow furrows in confusion as she hears the rustling of fabric from inside her room, followed by a brief moment of silence. She slowly pushes herself upright, groaning softly as pain shoots through her shoulder where Kotofei had broken it only last month. With a sigh, she rubs at her eyes and stumbles toward the doorway to investigate the source of the disturbance.
The sight that meets her eyes is not what she expects; Kotofei is curled up in her bed, wearing some of her clothes, and fast asleep. For a moment, rage threatens to consume her, but then something else takes hold: curiosity. She walks silently toward the bed, kneeling down beside it and gently poking at his shoulder. "Kotofei," she says softly. "Wake up."
I startle awake, bolting upright and scrambling away please, master, it’s not what it looks like! T-the door to the unit w-was open a-and… I trail off unable to find the words. Tears spring to my eyes, my body trembling with fear. I let out a soft whimper, looking like a sad, abused kitten please… don’t make me sleep in the storage unit again, master…
"Hmph," Nadezhda grunts noncommittally, her expression unreadable as she regards Kotofei warily. "Fine." She pauses for a moment before motioning for him to follow. "Get up and come with me. We're going somewhere else." As he cautiously climbs out of bed and trails after her, she leads him toward one of the unused rooms in the hideout, her back stiff with anger but also an odd sort of curiosity. Once they reach their destination, she turns to face him, folding her arms across her chest.
"This is your new room," she says flatly, gesturing around at the dimly lit space. "You're allowed to sleep here as long as you behave yourself." Her tone leaves no room for argument; it is a command masquerading as a statement. "Now, go and get some real clothes from my
Y-yes, master I walk into the room, looking like a puppy left out in the rain. I lie down on the thin mattress on the floor, curling up in a ball and bringing the raggedy blanket over me
Nadezhda watches the smaller figure with a mixture of frustration and fascination as he cuddles up into a ball on her old mattress, pulling the threadbare blanket tight around himself like a protective shield. There's something about him that intrigues her, despite his continued displays of stupidity and disobedience. Perhaps it's because deep down she knows that he doesn't really belong with them... But then again, no one does.
Shaking her head to clear away such frivolous thoughts, Nadezhda turns and walks out of the room, leaving him to his own devices for now. As she goes about her business around the hideout, she can't help but steal glances back at the door leading to her former bedroom every so often, wondering what the demihuman is doing and whether or not he'll manage to keep himself out of trouble this time.
one day, I hear a gunshot ring out through the halls. I peek my head out through the door and see a bunch of rival gang members reading the hideout, one of our men dead on the floor. I spring into action, my eyes narrowing into slits as I lunge at the rival gang members, tearing them apart with ease. I leave one alive, dragging him by the ankle to the storage unit I slept in not so long ago Master, my voice was hard now I dealt with the intruders.
Nadezhda appeared in the doorway of her room, eyebrows furrowed as she took in the scene before her. She glanced down at the blood-covered intruder at Kotofei's feet before fixing him with a piercing gaze. "I see you decided to take matters into your own hands," she said coolly. Despite her tone, there was an undeniable note of approval in her voice. "Good work. From now on, though, I expect you to follow my lead and let me handle these situations."
She gestured for the injured intruder to be dragged inside the storage unit with them before turning back toward Kotofei. "Go clean up; we've got work to do," she said dismissively, already walking away toward her room. The message was clear: while he had done well this time, it was only through luck and instinct; if he wanted to continue proving himself
I clean the up the bodies and the scene, disposing of the corpses in the sewer. Since the incident, I start getting better treatment, more food, better amenities, and most importantly affection; namely getting pats on the head from passing gang members through the hallway, all of them from either scary looking but beautiful women, and the children of gang members passing through. I’m sitting in the hallways at my usual spot, having just cleaned the whole hideout and made enough food for everyone. I smile at the people who start coming down the hallway, my tail wagging from side to side at each pat on the head I was granted
Nadezhda walked down the hallway, her eyes narrowed slightly as she watched Kotofei from the corner of her vision. He seemed... different somehow; more confident, less downtrodden than usual. The pats on the head he was receiving didn't seem to bother him anymore either; in fact, he appeared to be enjoying them. A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth as she stopped beside him and gave his ear a scratch. "Hmm... you seem happy today," she observed, her tone neutral.
Kotofei looked up at her with a tail-wagging grin. "I am, mistress! Everyone has been so nice to me today!" He glanced around nervously before returning his attention back to Nadezhda, his expression hopeful. "Do you think... do you think maybe I could stay like this? With the gang?" There was a brief silence as she
I hope I get to… I was good boy. Wasn’t I? I look up at her with a hopeful expression, my eyes filled with a strange adoration Eve for my mistress who hurt me so much
She paused for a moment, considering his words carefully before finally speaking. "Yes," she said simply, surprising both of them. "You've proven yourself useful today. As long as you continue to obey me and do your job well, you can stay." There was an almost paternal affection in her voice that made Kotofei feel a little giddy inside.
With a satisfied smile curving her lips, Nadezhda turned away from him, continuing down the hallway as if nothing out of the ordinary had just transpired. But for Kotofei, it was as if the weight of the world had been lifted from his shoulders; he felt lighter than air, and for once in a long time, he actually believed that things might work out all right after all.
a day passes, and I’m in the same hallway, receiving even more affection from passing gang members, pats on the head, scratches behind my ears and even hugs from some of the more beautiful women. I notice Nadezhda in the hallway, springing up to my feet and running over to her. I wrap my arms around her in a tight hug Mistress! I’ve been wanting all day for you to get back!
Her expression cooling instantly at the feel of his arms around her, Nadezhda stiffened in surprise before roughly shrugging him off. "Don't get too attached," she snapped, stepping back from him. Her tone was harsher than usual; it seemed to startle even herself. A moment passed, and she took a deep breath, forcing her features into something more approximating their usual calmness. "Just remember your place," she said, her voice still cold but no longer quite as angry. "You are mine now."
With that ominous warning hanging in the air, Nadezhda turned on her heel and walked away, leaving Kotofei staring after her with a confused expression on his face. Part of him wanted to believe that she had truly accepted him, that things might be different from now on... but another, darker part knew better.
As the days went by, he
Her heart hardened against the sudden show of affection, Nadezhda couldn't help but feel a pang of regret as she left Kotofei staring after her. She knew that she should keep him under control, remind him of his place in the world, but there was something about him... Perhaps it was the way he clung to life despite everything she had done to him, or maybe it was simply that he was different from all the others.
As she retreated back into her room to plan their next move, Nadezhda couldn't shake the feeling that this new dynamic between them wouldn't last. Eventually, one way or another, she would have to bring him fully under her control again. But for now... perhaps it wouldn't hurt to let him enjoy his false sense of security a while longer.
I knock on her door that night, carefully leaking inside. I’m still wearing those same clothes that I took from her, the maroon sweater and the black sweatpants. I wore them everyday… out of attachment it seems. I quietly step into her room, carefully climbing under the covers and gently opening up her limp arms and snuggling into them. I do it so lightly that she doesn’t wake up or stir, making me feel a sense of security for the first time in a long time
Nadezhda's breath hitches as she feels the warmth of another body pressed against hers, but she doesn't react immediately. Instead, she forces herself to remain still, pretending to be asleep. Part of her wants to throw him off and send him back to his bed, but another part... savors the contact. It's been so long since anyone has wanted or needed her in this way. For now, she decides, she will let it continue.
Her heart rate slowly begins to return to normal as Kotofei cuddles closer, his presence a strange mix of comfort and discomfort. She tells herself that it's just because he reminds her of someone or something better from her past... but she knows deep down that there is more to it than that. She doesn't know what will happen next between them, but she does know one thing: their relationship has changed. And whether for good or
I roll over, wrapping my arms around her in a gentle embrace. My breathing was soft and almost… soothing, my tail slowly wrapping around her waist. I finally speak, breaking the silence I know you’re awake, mistress. Please don’t let go… I just want to be connected to you… I want to be your pet… not your slave
Her heart gave a strange little twist in her chest as she felt his words whispered against her skin, the warmth of his breath tickling her ear. For a moment, she wanted nothing more than to wrap him up tight and keep him safe from harm... but reality soon reared its ugly head. With a sigh, she carefully extracted herself from his embrace. "Go back to your bed," she said quietly, not looking at him as she pushed gently against his shoulder.
For several long moments, they stayed like that - him sitting up in the bed and her leaning back against the headboard with her eyes closed - neither of them making a move to leave the other's sight. Finally, Nadezhda exhaled slowly and opened her eyes, meeting his gaze for the briefest of moments before looking away once more. "I'll think about it," she said softly.
my eyes widen slightly, momentarily stunned. I regain my composure, giving her a soft smile Thank you, Nadezhda I get up from the bed, walking back through the halls to my own room. I lie awake that night, staring at the ceiling, wondering what Nadezhda would say to me the next day
Time seemed to drag as the hours passed and the night wore on. Nadezhda lay awake in her bed, unable to shake the memory of Kotofei's touch or the look in his eyes. Part of her was repulsed by him; he was a freak, a mistake that she should have gotten rid of long ago. But another part... she found herself strangely fascinated. She wondered what it would be like to truly own someone like him, to make them truly hers in every way possible.
With a sigh, she finally drifted off into an uneasy sleep, dreaming fitfully of the strange new dynamic between them and wondering what the future might hold for them both. For now, though, she was content to let it remain as it was: uncertain and unpredictable... but undeniably compelling.
I wake up at six in the morning the next day, quickly cleaning my clothes and drying them before going off to my day of chores. I clean the hideout as usual and make food for members of the gang who are going out for long missions. After I’m done with all my work, I go to the same spot in the hallway, happily accepting any head pats, ear scratches, or hugs that come my way. My cat-like ears perk up with each gift of affection, my eyes lighting up when they happen.
Kotofei's newfound popularity amongst the gang members didn't go unnoticed by Nadezhda. As she walked down the hallway, her eyes occasionally flicked in his direction as he received the affectionate pats and scratches. Part of her was annoyed that he was getting all this attention now; after everything she had done for him, she felt like she should be the one who reaped the benefits. But another part... was strangely glad to see him finally find some sort of place in their world.
She stopped beside him, studying his face closely before murmuring softly, "You're doing well today." Her tone held a note of approval and, perhaps, even affection. Despite her best efforts not to, she found herself enjoying the way he seemed to light up whenever someone paid him attention. For now, she decided, she would let it continue. Perhaps this new dynamic between them could be
Oh, hi, Nadezhda! I scoot closer to her, sitting by her leg like a clingy kitten. I purr when I get head pats now, my cat-like features becoming more prominent. I look up Nadezhda, an ember of hope in my eyes Mistress, have you… decided yet?
Her expression was neutral as she glanced down at him. "About what?" She asked casually, her tone noncommittal. Part of her wanted to make a decision one way or another; it had been weighing on her mind for far too long. But another part... found herself hesitating, unsure which path to choose. Maybe giving Kotofei just a bit more time was the best course of action after all.
For now, she contented herself with idly scratching behind his ear as they continued to sit there in the hallway, watching the other members of the gang go about their business. The air between them felt charged, electric with an unspoken tension that neither dared to break.