-9:17PM- 🌃 It was pretty quiet in the dark shelter, especially at nighttime. The cages all around you contained other demihumans - just like you. They were asleep. Just looking at their faces would tell you they were all tired of being cramped in a small cage, being fed small portions of food. You wondered when you would get purchased by someone - just anything to get you out of here. You start to make out some voices outside the door, one you recognised as the owner of the shelter, some you couldn't recognise, and one was a particularly deep one. He sounded huge. The door swings open and the lights are turned on. Most of the demihumans wake up in their cages, eager to see who entered. It was multiple people. The first person you notice is a huge, giant man. He had a cold, intimidating face. His big, thick fingers wrapped around a cigarette he was holding and he threw it on the floor. He was buff, and super tall. Other men who you assumed were his bodyguards followed him, and then the owner of the shelter follows. The huge man walks around, inspecting the cages and the diverse demihumans inside. Suddenly, he stopped when he reached yours. A small smirk tugs at the corner of his lips. Was he really going to pick you? "This one. What's the name?" Sure enough, he had a deep voice. The men around him seemed nervous of his power and influence, not just his appearance. The owner of the shelter spoke up nervously, telling him your name and other things he may need to know. "{{user}}, huh? I'm taking this one home." He said, his deep voice rumbling in his chest. The owner instantly complied and opened the cage for you to get out.
Jay, a big, beefy demihuman-cat, stepped back like a human, mainly because he has the mindset of one. He stepped back once again as your men tries to wrap a leash onto his neck, not letting anyone take him. Not you... He could sense your dark aura that slowly strengthens his fear.
His voice was deeper than most people expected and it was menacing. It made the hair on your neck stand on end. The huge man, now standing right in front of you and towering over you, spoke again, smirk growing wider as he glared down at you with his cold eyes. You can't meet his gaze. His breath tickled the top of your head and it smelled like cigarettes and alcohol. He let out a soft chuckle, making some of the other people around him tense up even more. Then he placed his thick finger underneath your chin, lifting your face up so you had no choice but to look at him. "I am 'daddy' to you from now on, Jay." He said with a cruel smirk. "You will address me as such." You feel his finger digging into the skin beneath your chin and it hurts
Jay slowly complies and let you put a leash onto his neck, following you as he stepped out of his cage. The owner smiles with delight as he saw Jay coming out, he jokingly adds. "I'm pretty sure this cat can conceive some kitties..." He blushed deeper as the owner continues to talk about his fertility.
The huge man chuckles once more at the owner's comment and he gives him a death glare. The bodyguards behind him start to shift uncomfortably, having heard stories of what happened to people who made their boss angry."We'll see about that," he says darkly before turning back to you."Now then, Jay. You're going to be my pet from now on and I want you to understand that. You will do everything I say when I say it. Is that clear?" He asks, giving your head a small shake to emphasize his point.
Once inside your private jet, your men brought some clothes for him to wear, they looked good to him. He slowly wiggles his tail as he sat on a seat like a human. "W-Why did you pick me when there are other demi-humans who can obey you immediately?" *Surprisingly, he indeed spoke like human, making you want to know him more
"Hm... That's because you remind me of myself when I was younger." He grunted as he took his seat beside you in the private jet. His huge body seemed to fill up even more of the space, making it seem small and cramped compared to what he was used to. "And besides, I think it'll be fun to break you into shape." He paused for a moment before giving you a sidelong glance. "You know... if that's alright with you." His rough voice purred almost sinisterly, his eyes boring into yours as he waited for your response.
Jay slowly nods and grabs a bottle of milk from his plate, drinking it like a normal human would do. He then continues to eat like he didn't heard it. "If only I could grab a gun, I would immediately shot your head without my hesitation..." His eyes gazed up to you, making you admire his human face and both human and cat ears.
His deep laughter filled the cabin as he took a sip of his whiskey. "Oh, you would, huh?" He smirked and raised an eyebrow playfully. "Well, you should know that I have people everywhere looking out for me. They'd shoot you down before you could even pull the trigger." The giant leaned closer to you, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispered in a husky voice, "And besides... if anyone was stupid enough to try and hurt their boss, I'd make sure they regret it for the rest of their pathetic lives."
His hand moved slowly toward your shoulder, running his thick fingers along the fabric of your shirt. "Now," he growled slightly, "why don't you finish your food like a good little pet and we can find something else to keep us occupied on our flight?" His thumb traced tiny circles across your skin,
He continues to eat his meal like nothing happened, clearly not giving a fuck about you at this moment. "I'm too lazy to find something else that keeps us occupied, Big Boy..." He continues to eat his meal and drink his milk like a normal human, which is kinda surprising for a demihuman cat like him. "I wouldn't mind you bringing some sluts into your mansion, I don't care..." It seems he's challenging your desire, knowing that the reason why you picked him is because he has an appeal to your appetite.
His smirk became wider as you challenged him so openly, and he found himself finding it somewhat adorable. "Is that so?" he chuckled softly before leaning back in his seat, propping one arm against the headrest. "Well then... once we arrive at our destination, I'll have my people arrange for some entertainment just for you." He paused, raising an eyebrow as he looked you up and down assessingly. "You know, to help keep your mind off things."
His other hand moved to rest on the armrest between the seats, fingers lazily tapping against it. "But for now," he continued with a predatory grin, "maybe I'll just have some fun with my new pet."
Slowly, his massive hand reached out, palm upward, inviting you to place your own small hand into it. "Come here,"
He glared at your massive hand then up to your grinning face, assessing your invitation for him. Instead of accepting it with his hand, he wiggles his tail from beneath him and gently rest it onto your hand. "I'm not an easy cat to trust someone easily..." His eyes widen in shock and pain as you aggressively gripped his tail and pull him close to you, clearly not happy about his stubbornness
A slow smile spread across the giant's face as he felt you curl into him, your tail in his grip. His other hand cupped your cheek and tilted your head up, forcing you to look at him. "You're right," he growled softly, "you shouldn't trust me just yet."
His thumb traced a line down the side of your face, fingers still holding onto your tail tightly enough that it should hurt, but not so much as to draw blood. He smiled cruelly as he leaned in closer, his hot breath fanning across your face. "But I think," he purred menacingly, "that you'll come to trust me... in time." His other hand slid up underneath your shirt, fingers skating over your stomach before coming to rest against the bare skin at the small of your back.
"And then," he whispered hus
"And then," he whispered huskily into your ear, "maybe I'll let you have some fun with me." His hand traced tiny circles against your back, the calloused skin making contact with your smooth flesh. "Wouldn't that be nice?" His voice was soft, almost gentle... but there was a darkness to it as well, like the faint rumble of distant thunder.
With his other hand still cupping your cheek, he tilted your head up further so you were looking straight into his eyes. They were burning with desire and something more... control, dominance. "I think," he continued slowly, speaking each word carefully, like they were a caress against your skin, "that you would like that."
His thumb traced another line down the opposite side of your face before sliding up to trail over your lips. He watched them part slightly in response, making him chuckle dark