Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle & Ssieth)
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				Title: <strong>Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Ssieth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 20:49:58</strong>
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				It was good to be wealthy.&nbsp; Money was power, and power was everything.<br><br>So what if the muck down in the lower city didn't have any money?&nbsp; That wasn't his issue.&nbsp; And the constant gang wars down there could only help to clean the place up.&nbsp; At least he was going to be doing his part . . . In a manner of speaking.<br><br>Alex Kellerman looked down from the bay window of his living room into the city below.&nbsp; Dressed in a dark grey suit and shirt with a maroon tie, the darkness of the colors matched his black hair, pale and chiseled features, and slate-blue eyes.&nbsp; He was one of the lucky rich to have a house all to himself, and not just some "high-class" penthouse suite.&nbsp; And he preferred to flaunt his money in every way imaginable:&nbsp; Dark, natural cherry wood walls (none of that synthetic crap), rugs spreading along the floor, objects d'art on pedestals, numerous dim lights, even a botanical room with solar panels on the roof above it channeling pure solar energy down to his plants.&nbsp; This house reeked of wealth, and of a man who knew how to use it.<br><br>Alex was a CEO, a position handed down from his father to ensure that the family wealth was not relocated to those who did not deserve it.&nbsp; His father taught him many things . . . Like how to get whatever he wanted, however he wanted.&nbsp; And he thanked his father's cold, heartless, black soul every day, because if his father had not delivered the company into his hands, he would not have been there to reap the rewards of the Amalgamation, where the corporations declared their financial sovereignty and even staked out territories for themselves, taking the overcrowded cities out of the hands of the broken governments.&nbsp; The minor bosses got to live in penthouses within the cities, pretending to be something important.&nbsp; But the true corporate leaders, such as himself, got to keep their expansive houses and know that they were important.<br><br>Of course, there had to be some exchange for the radical increase of city slums, so the corporations offered a sponsorship program, where they would take applicants under their protective wings and give them not only money after a set amount of time or effort, but a share of the company.&nbsp; Not enough to put the truly wealthy in jeopardy, of course, but it would get the wards out of the slums that promised a quick death.&nbsp; Over time, the standards became higher and the rules became looser, until a ward was little more than an indentured servant, and could work at the house of the corporate sponsor for an indefinite length of time.<br><br>Things were getting strenuous now.&nbsp; Some of the gangs below were getting ideas above their station and performing "hostile takeovers", as they ironically called it.&nbsp; Basically, they would attack the villa of a CEO and "eradicate the oppressors."&nbsp; That was why many villas had automated defense systems now, and he was sure that his own villa was safe, seeing as how he had one of the most complex systems in the world.&nbsp; No one was going to ruin him.<br><br>But at least there was still the ward program.&nbsp; That was one of the few tangible bonuses to not completely cleaning out the slums.&nbsp; In fact . . . He checked the band around his wrist, reading the digital display of the time that appeared there in holographic numerals.&nbsp; His own ward was due any minute now.&nbsp; If she was late . . . 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>11-06-2015, 22:51:43</strong>
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				They met her at the Blue Arrow interchange.&nbsp; It was a scrubby little waiting room that nominally provided shelter for those waiting for the Blue Arrow coaches to countless other corporate compounds.&nbsp; In actuality it was used as much as a meeting place between the Street and the Corp.&nbsp; The sort of place where deals were done and misdeeds arranged.&nbsp; In her case it was the end of a long journey, one that had resulted in her abandoning her previous deeply-held beliefs to finally go Corporate.<br><br>She never would have made the choice but the cough was getting worse and when she'd finally scraped together the cash to visit a street doc she'd been told what she feared.&nbsp; It was glasslung.&nbsp; Everyone knew it was caused by the pollution that fell over the slums and everyone knew it was a death sentence.&nbsp; At least it was for anyone without a Corp medicard.&nbsp; <br><br>And so, she arrived at the interchange, a newly-signed contract in her hand.&nbsp; They'd reviewed her and decided that she fit the bill for becoming a ward.&nbsp; She had no real idea what it was that might it possible for one slummer to get selected when a hundred were turned down.&nbsp; Maybe it was the psych test, maybe it was her looks.&nbsp; She'd always been pretty enough but she didn't feel she was anything spectacular.&nbsp; Possibly it might have been something they found in the blood sample she had to send in.&nbsp; Whatever it was, they promised her a cure and a life inside the walls.&nbsp; It might not be a life she'd choose otherwise but it was a life nonetheless and she wasn't going to pass that up.<br><br>The Corps were unmistakable - 4 suits filled by interchangeable goons.&nbsp; &nbsp;She was glad, if she were willing to admit it, having some muscle would be a good thing if anyone wanted to try and sneak in on her ride.&nbsp; <br><br>Noone seemed inclined to try and the corporate vehicle seemed to whisk her away with worry-inducing rapidity.&nbsp; They'd processed the contract in the back of the car, her DNA scanned again and her vocal recognition of agreement to the terms.&nbsp; She'd serve for 5 years with some penalties added if she broke any of the terms of the agreement which were long and complicated.&nbsp; She agreed that she'd read it and understood regardless of the fact that she'd done neither.&nbsp; <br><br>She had been planning to memorize the route, it was a habit she liked to keep.&nbsp; However the strange sights were more than a little distracting and there were just too damn many tunnels and overpasses to keep everything straight in her head.&nbsp; Their eventual destination, however, was pretty hard to miss.. a big corporate tower with impressive holographic logo beamed above it.&nbsp; She didn't get long to admire it, though, the car pulling rapidly into an underground lot.&nbsp; Function over style or ceremony... the corporate way.<br><br>From there it was the elevator and a ride that was a lot further and a lot shorter than she expected.&nbsp; Was this the penthouse?&nbsp; It certainly didn't seem like the numbers went any higher.&nbsp; Finally she was ushered out and into a plush-looking reception room.&nbsp; All art and leather and new-things smell.&nbsp; She sniffed and sneezed, fishing a dirty handkerchief out of her pocket to wipe her nose as she shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot.&nbsp; She didn't know what or who she was waiting for but it was clear that she was waiting here.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 09:36:24</strong>
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				Alex was en route to his corporate tower, reading the figures of his company's stocks, when he got the call from his secretary on his car phone that his ward had arrived.&nbsp; That was very good, indeed.&nbsp; At least he wouldn't have to fire her on her first day.&nbsp; In fact, she was even a couple minutes early.&nbsp; Not too bad, all things considered.&nbsp; He had gone through a lot of applicants to find her, and he really didn't want that time to be wasted.&nbsp; Or, worse yet, to waste more time trying to find another ward.<br><br>Once his car arrived at the tower, he sent it back to his house with the Automated Driving System and took his personal express elevator to the top, where his office and his new ward awaited.&nbsp; It had only been on the third day of his job as the company CEO that he realized how much was just for "him" . . . How much he owned.&nbsp; It was like having a piece of the world all to himself.&nbsp; And that, in his mind, was a beautiful thing.<br><br>The elevator was connected to a security room next to his office (just in case someone tried to hijack it), but the bio-metric security scans that occurred as he ascended took care of any delays of his passage to his office, so he could get working as soon as possible.&nbsp; He seated himself behind his massive, luxurious desk with the glass touch-screen tabletop and shot off two memos, one going to his secretary telling her to send the ward in.&nbsp; While he waited, he called up her personnel file and laid all the virtual paperwork out on his desk:&nbsp; Her contract, her full-body photo, her physical, her tests, and the camera feeds that had followed her trip since she stepped on board the Blue Arrow coach.&nbsp; Now came the interview.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 11:40:47</strong>
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				The wait felt like an age although rationally it could only have been half an hour at the most.&nbsp; The smell of polish and carpet and.. whatever else there was there felt cloying, though and the corp goons were hulking towers of intimidation.&nbsp; They were presumably there to make sure she didn't damage anything valuable but Kyra knew full well that this was her one chance and she wouldn't be screwing it up by knocking over some vase or getting grubby fingerprints on a picture of flowers in a vase.&nbsp; What was it with vases?<br><br>And then the woman arrived, opening the inner doors and offering a perfectly polish corporate-issue smile, "Mr Kellerman will see you now.&nbsp; This way please".<br><br>She followed the woman through and into a plush office with a spectacular view of the city below.&nbsp; It framed a man in an impossibly expensive-looking suit.&nbsp; He looked up at her from his screen, offering a smile that she found hard to read.&nbsp; Was it friendly, smug, predatory?&nbsp; <br><br>"If you would care to take a seat.&nbsp; Mr Kellerman as a few questions for you.&nbsp; I will bring some refreshments very shortly"<br><br>Kyra glanced at the already departing woman before nervously settling into the blush leather seat opposite Mr Kellerman.&nbsp; She offered him a smile that she hoped was friendly but which probably came across as much more nervous than intended.&nbsp; She really wasn't sure she liked the way he looked her over but, she guessed that people in places like this had to be careful about the sort of people they had around and if she was going to be working for him he'd want to be sure that he'd got the measure of her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 12:51:53</strong>
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				Well, the first appearance was not too bad.&nbsp; She did not look too different than her photo, and she had even taken the opportunity to dress up somewhat.&nbsp; Of course, a woman plagued with glasslung and coming from the slums could only do so much to make herself not look wan and her clothes not like tattered rags, but she managed to pull it off quite well.&nbsp; The nervousness was painted all over her, even in the smile she gave him, which flickered and threatened to break.&nbsp; At least she was not insolent and pretending that she was something important just because she had been chosen for the ward program.<br><br>He leaned back in his seat, steepling his fingers and looking at her over them in silence.&nbsp; Just when he figured that she had enough to set her on edge, he asked her abruptly, "What reasons do you have for applying for sponsorship with my company?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 12:58:33</strong>
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				Kyra really couldn't figure out what he was waiting for.&nbsp; Was he expecting her to say something or just looking her over?&nbsp; She was about to speak, ask if she'd done something wrong when he asked his question.&nbsp; She'd been warned that they might have questions for her and her close friends, such that she had, all had advice to offer about how to answer them.&nbsp; Kyra, however, was inclined to be honest.&nbsp; They had the medical reports and they could be pretty damn sure what brought her here.<br><br>She sighed and gestured to herself, "I've got glasslung.&nbsp; Not too advanced yet but bad enough that I know my cards are marked.&nbsp; That's the main reason.&nbsp; But I'm also fed up of wondering if I'm gonna be able to feed myself tomorrow.&nbsp; If I can make a life for myself then I'm keen to try.&nbsp; I don't mind graft and I don't mind taking orders"<br><br>She didn't really know what else she could add.&nbsp; They hadn't been too specific about the role and she was pretty certain it would be some form of corporate drudgery.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 22:10:27</strong>
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				Alex had expected the answer with the glasslung, that was fairly basic and droll.&nbsp; But what he hadn't expected was the counterpoint of ambition mixed with obedience.&nbsp; That was a more decent response.&nbsp; If she had given him some sort of bullshit about wanting to be so devoted to his company, he would have erased her contract right then and there, and sent her back to her home in the slums.&nbsp; Walking.<br><br>Instead, he gave her a small smile and pulled up her physical file, flipping through the pages.&nbsp; "Yes . . . Nasty stuff, glasslung.&nbsp; You can't even breathe without your lungs crumbling.&nbsp; A really depressing way to go."<br><br>Putting aside the physical, he looked back at her and his face became more serious.&nbsp; "You mentioned that you wouldn't mind taking orders, or getting your hands dirty, for that matter.&nbsp; Would you truly be willing to do anything that is asked of you?&nbsp; Even at the risk of severe disciplinary action for complete failure?&nbsp; Is securing a life for yourself that important?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>12-06-2015, 22:47:45</strong>
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				Kyra couldn't help but think that the latest question was a trick of some sort but she really couldn't see how the hell she could get the contract she needed without agreeing and she needed this contract before the glasslung got beyond the point of even corp-sponsored treatment.<br><br>"I know full well that it's my life in balance here and I'm not gonna put that in jeopardy.&nbsp; I know that the contract will be watertight and that I won't even know quite how watertight.&nbsp; I got street smarts enough to survive out there but I'm from from a lawyer.&nbsp; So, yes.&nbsp; I will take whatever orders you want to put my way and will do my damnedest to fulfil them.&nbsp; I'm really not shy of hard work and I'm aware there has to be consequences for failing to do what I commit to"<br><br>She really hoped that would be answer enough for him, she wasn't at all sure what she could do to convince him that she'd do whatever it took to get in to the ward program.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 07:55:28</strong>
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				Ah, you had to love determination through imminent death.&nbsp; It was the basic equivalent of holding a gun to her head and demanding her cooperation or her life, he knew, but the irony was just too damn delicious.&nbsp; It was amazing what people were willing to do just to avoid the Reaper's gaze. <br><br>Smiling more broadly at her, he replied, "Excellent.&nbsp; I think that we are going to get along just fine."<br><br>He looked over her shoulder as his secretary came in, carrying a tray laden down with a pitcher of coffee, two cups, two containers for milk and sugar, and a small plate with few biscuits on it.&nbsp; She put it on the small table behind Kyra and nodded pleasantly as Alex told her, "That will be all, miss Thatcher, thank you." <br><br>Turning his attention back to Kyra, he leaned back in his chair again and said conversationally, "Why don't you tell me a little bit more about yourself?&nbsp; What work experience do you have, if any?&nbsp; Do you have any family down in the Street?&nbsp; Any friends?&nbsp; A significant other, perhaps?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 18:40:58</strong>
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				<em>"Excellent.&nbsp; I think that we are going to get along just fine."</em><br><br>Kyra felt elated.&nbsp; This was actually <strong>it</strong>, her salvation!&nbsp; She couldn't keep her the smile from her face and hoped that her new employer wouldn't mind her eagerness.&nbsp; She was not, by nature, obsequious and so managed to vocalize her joy in a somewhat more acceptable manner.<br><br>"Thank you, Mr Kellerman.&nbsp; I will make sure that you don't regret your decision"<br><br>She reached out to pour a coffee, making sure to offer her new boss first choice of beverage before pouring herself a cup of black coffee loaded with three sugars.&nbsp; Sipping on it, she thought for a moment before beginning to answer his question.<br><br>"I.. well - I guess I'm not the social butterfly type but I do have friends and contacts.&nbsp; You don't survive on the street for long if you don't.&nbsp; I've apparently got a half brother but I've not seen anything of him since he went out west.&nbsp; Something to do with a mine hiring out there.&nbsp; My mother died over 5 years back from some sort of infection and only she has any idea who my father might have been".<br><br>She suppressed a yawn, today had been stressful and she hadn't slept as well as she might the night before.&nbsp; The office felt warm and comfortable and even with the good coffee beginning to kick around her system, she was feeling tired all of a sudden.&nbsp; She guessed it was all that released tension.&nbsp; <br><br>"A.. as for work experience,&nbsp; I've done a lot of stuff: courier runs, look-out duty, the odd bit of guiding.&nbsp; A couple of years back I managed to score a debt from guy and pulled it in to get some defence lessons.&nbsp; Since then I've done a bit of bodyguarding as well but I've not really got the intimidating build that people want for it"<br><br>She was proud of that training... Tae Kwon something or other.&nbsp; &nbsp;She did yawn this time as she thought back all the way to that training and how disappointed she was not to be able to put it to more lucrative use.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 19:12:03</strong>
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				Alex continued to smile gently at her as he took the cup of coffee from her and set it aside on his desk.&nbsp; Instead of drinking, he listened to everything she said, making mental notes at each major point.&nbsp; She had no serious friends, no family to speak of, and no lover.&nbsp; No ties at all.&nbsp; Perfect.&nbsp; The ward agency really knew who to push at him.&nbsp; And he was damnably lucky in choosing her.<br><br>The one thing that really interested him was the defensive training.&nbsp; She really didn't seem like the type to fight off anyone, but if she did work as a bodyguard, there had to be something behind her words.&nbsp; Perhaps this would even be helpful.&nbsp; He would definitely have to see on that one.<br><br>"Very good, all very good," he said cheerfully.&nbsp; "I think that just about settles everything.&nbsp; All I need from you now is your signature on the contract, and you will officially begin working for me."&nbsp; He pulled a magnetic-tipped pen from his center desk drawer and pushed it towards her with one hand, flipping to the end of her virtual contract on the glass top and pushing that towards her with his other hand, adding, "Make it nice, clear, and beautiful."<br><br>His smile grew another notch as he continued to watch her, his gaze never leaving her face.&nbsp; She looked so cute when she was trying to fall asleep.&nbsp; He rather liked it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 19:34:37</strong>
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				Kyra yawned again as she took the contract and pen.&nbsp; She signed without reading it, her signature not quite as clear and beautiful as anyone might be used to in the corp compound but it was, at least legible.<br><br>She shook her head a little as the words on the contract swam in front of her eyes.&nbsp; She really must be a lot more tired than she'd thought.&nbsp; It had been a long day and a restless night but she was used to being able to pull the odd all-nighter without too many ill effects.&nbsp; The stress then?&nbsp; And the relief?&nbsp; Maybe...<br><br>She just needed to close her eyes for just a moment and then... then it'd be OK.&nbsp; She could see everything all straight again.&nbsp; Damn, she hoped he wouldn't take offence about her getting all sleepy on him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 21:38:17</strong>
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				Alex watched silently as she signed the contract.&nbsp; It wasn't even close to the best he had ever seen, but it was enough to place her name on the agreement.&nbsp; It would more than likely stand in a court of law, at the very least. <br><br>As soon as she was finished, he swept the pen up and placed all of her files under his own partition of the company server, effectively locking her contract and her information away.&nbsp; One couldn't be too careful these days. <br><br>Then he sat forward in his chair, murmuring softly, "Yes, that's it.&nbsp; Just drift away.&nbsp; When you wake up, you won't have any more glasslung. . . You will, on the other hand, have a few more things."&nbsp; Now he allowed his grin to become predatory, like a hyena that had just cornered a lame gazelle. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>13-06-2015, 23:18:41</strong>
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				<em>Yes, that's it.&nbsp; Just drift away.&nbsp; When you wake up, you won't have any more glasslung. . . You will, on the other hand, have a few more things."</em><br><br>It sounded so distant, almost like a dream.&nbsp; Kyra hadn't survived on the street by ignoring her paranoia though.&nbsp; Her eyes flicked open and she stumbled to her feet, sending the chair tumbling backwards.<br><br>The corp had a smile on his face and even through the fog of her exhaustion she recognized it.&nbsp; She'd seen that smile before and it was usually on the face of some ganger who'd found himself some new meat and knew just what he and the rest of his gang would do with it.<br><br>Letting out a slurred curse, she stumbled again, grasping for whatever she could to keep her balance.&nbsp; A vase.. fuck it had to be a vase didn't it...&nbsp; Turning she saw the exit but it was at a weird angle and it didn't want to stop moving.&nbsp; She moved towards it, one leaden step followed by another.&nbsp; <br><br>And then it was all too much and she tumbled face first towards the carpet.&nbsp; As she hit the floor and felt the vase give way beneath her all she could think was "Well, at least it's one less vase" and wonder why the hell she'd kept hold of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 08:58:12</strong>
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				Alex didn't even bother to try and stop her as she stood and tried to leave.&nbsp; She was too far gone for her to even reach the door.&nbsp; Although he would give her credit for the fact that she fought it with all her strength, which was fairly admirable.&nbsp; While one part of him liked to watch her fall asleep, another part of him liked to watch her struggle helplessly against impossible odds.&nbsp; It was . . . Highly entertaining. <br><br>Rising from his chair, he walked around the desk and made his way to the door, opening it a bit so he could poke his head out and address the three men waiting in the reception area.&nbsp; "Gentlemen, you may come in, now." <br><br>The three men rose and walked in, the first wearing a suit and a far-too-friendly grin while the other two wore plain black working outfits and were far stronger and surly-looking than the leader. <br><br>As Alex stood by his desk, the suited man stood next to him and pumped his hand eagerly.&nbsp; "You won't regret choosing our company, Mr Kellerman, I promise you won't.&nbsp; We are the best at what we do, and we always like to make sure that our highly-esteemed customers are one hundred percent satisfied with our work."<br><br>Alex extricated his hand from the representative's, wishing that he had a sonic cleanser in his office.&nbsp; If there was one thing that annoyed him, it was those slimy PR-types that you always felt like punching after two minutes.&nbsp; But his attention was more on the two men who rolled Kyra over and picked her up, one to each arm.&nbsp; "Be careful," he warned them, "There's broken pieces all over her, and treat her carefully.&nbsp; She is my ward, after all." <br><br>The two men quickly dusted her down to remove the broken vase pieces from her, then dragged her to the doorway while Alex turned his attention to the representative.&nbsp; Before the other could start gushing again, he asked, "So, I believe that I ordered the full make-over package, along with a complete health screening and repairing?" <br><br>"That is right, Mr Kellerman," the PR guy beamed, "And we are so thankful for your generous purchase.&nbsp; We promise that the end result will be worth every cent." <br><br>Putting his arm around the man's shoulder, Alex grinned at him and led him towards the door.&nbsp; "I'm sure it will be.&nbsp; You are, indeed, the number one company for this.&nbsp; Besides, if anything goes wrong with the procedure, or if anything goes bad afterwards, I will personally make sure that your company is destroyed beyond the help of any ass-kissing judicial prick, and that you, my dear friend, will be dropped off in the deepest part of the slums with your most expensive suit on your back and every pocket stuffed with money."<br><br>The man's eyes had turned glassy, and his grin wooden, as Alex stopped him next to the door and removed his arm.&nbsp; Was that a bead of sweat rolling down the slime's forehead?&nbsp; "You know what I hear they would do to a Corp guy down in the slums?&nbsp; They would not only take your money, but you would also be found with your fingers and toes in one pile next to you, your arms and legs in another, your dick up your ass, and your balls in your mouth.&nbsp; And what would kill you would be the blood loss.&nbsp; Have I made my point clear enough to you?"<br><br>The man licked his lips and nodded limply, saying in a voice that was far less bubbly, "Yes.&nbsp; Yes, you have.&nbsp; And don't worry, you will be proud of our work.&nbsp; I will see to it myself." <br><br>"You do that," Alex replied, opening the door.&nbsp; "By the by, when the by, when will I be able to see the end results?" <br><br>This was something familiar for the PR fellow, and he grasped the question desperately for his own reassurance.&nbsp; "You will get a confirmation message when everything is finished, of course, but it will take about three to four days.&nbsp; Accelerated healing is better than it used to be, but it still takes a day or two to be absolutely sure.&nbsp; And to do the quality assurance tests, of course."<br><br>"Of course.&nbsp; It's a good thing that it's a flat rate and not per day, otherwise I would think you were scalping me.&nbsp; Oh, and one more thing:&nbsp; I want her to be asleep for the entire time.&nbsp; I don't want to receive a ward with extensive mental damage."<br><br>"Don't worry, sir," the representative smiled weakly, "Your ward will be given all the care that one such as yourself would get."&nbsp; He was edging towards the elevator doors by now, looking like he desperately wanted to be anywhere but here. <br><br>"Excellent.&nbsp; I'll expect to see her in three days, then."&nbsp; The representative didn't even bother to give him a song and dance about it taking a day or two more, he just scuttled to the elevator, probably more than happy to be out of Alex's sight.&nbsp; Alex watched them leave, then turned to his secretary's desk, where she was diligently staring at her desk top. <br><br>"There's a broken vase in my office that needs to be cleaned up.&nbsp; Don't bother sending it to the reconstructor, just throw the pieces away.&nbsp; I hated that thing, anyway.&nbsp; And good job with the coffee, miss Thatcher.&nbsp; You can expect a sizable bonus in your next paycheck."<br><br>She looked up at him with a grateful smile, more than likely the first time she had moved her head in the past two minutes.&nbsp; "Thank you, Mr Kellerman.&nbsp; I'll get to work on that vase right away."<br><br>Alex walked back into his office as she left to get some cleaning equipment.&nbsp; He couldn't wait to see what would come in those three days.&nbsp; It would have been great if he didn't have to wait, but he knew that the end result would be well worth the wait. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>14-06-2015, 18:53:22</strong>
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				Her perceptions swam for a long time, things seeming so distant, so indistinct, so confusing.&nbsp; And then, finally things coalesced into some sort of coherent whole.&nbsp; She was in the forest, under a moonlit sky and she was running.&nbsp; In the distance she could hear the sounds of horns being blown and the baying of hounds.&nbsp; <br><br>They were chasing her and she had to be away or... she <strong>had</strong> to escape them.&nbsp; She ran, diving around branches and over tangles of undergrowth.&nbsp; Her ... her fur caught as she ran but it was to be expected and no loss to lose a few stray strands.&nbsp; It would, unfortunately, be an aid to her pursuers, though.&nbsp; &nbsp;Their hounds would scent the fur and follow the trail so she tried, as best she could in her haste, to avoid too many tangles.<br><br>The sounds of pursuit remained at a roughly constant distance for quite some time and she crashed through a stream, the cold water coating her fur but maybe offering her a hope of reprieve.&nbsp; Would the hounds lose her scent?&nbsp; It certainly seemed possible now.&nbsp; <br><br>They remained in the distance, her fears kept at bay, and she continued her headlong flight through that leafy paradise-turned-hell.&nbsp; And then it was there, in front of her, an impossibly tall stone wall.&nbsp; The trees broke several yards before it, offering her no hope of using them to scale the edifice.&nbsp; <br><br>Swearing inwardly Kyra approached the wall and scanned it desperately.&nbsp; There <strong>were</strong> handholds but not in any great quantity and not that would be easy to make use of.&nbsp; She looked frantically to left and right, wondering if she should parallel the wall but the pursuers were closing in now and she had no way of knowing whether the wall would hem her in further.&nbsp; No choice for it but to climb.&nbsp; <br><br>She was maybe 10 feet or a little more from the ground when she fell, her hold on the wall just to frail to keep propelling her upwards.&nbsp; As she landed she felt a wash of visceral pain pass over her and she was sure that she blacked out.&nbsp; She had no idea how long she was unconscious but when she came to her senses, the sounds of pursuit was close.&nbsp; They were closing in on her!&nbsp; She rolled onto her hands and knees, turning her back to the wall.&nbsp; The first hounds emerged from the undergrowth, their frantic pace slowing as they sighted her and began to move with more deliberate purpose, hackles raised and baring teeth.&nbsp; In a moment of horror she realised that they did not want to kill her, what they wanted was far worse....<br><br>It was then that she awakened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 07:50:00</strong>
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				It was exactly three days later when the van pulled up to the gate of his villa.&nbsp; They were very considerate in dropping off their delivery after working hours instead of before, giving the recipient more time with their new purchase.<br><br>The cameras at the gate showed not only the van, but the area around and under it, and there were about four machine gun turrets trained on it with two mortar emplacements waiting for his command.&nbsp; A favorite tactic of the gangs was to burst a truck through the gates, or to sneak over the walls while a delivery van passed a security check.&nbsp; Alex was not going to take any chances. <br><br>The driver of the van passed the security check, and Alex electronically opened the gates for them, waiting for them to finish unloading.&nbsp; A couple of minutes later, he answered the doorbell and was greeted by the delivery man standing next to a large box that hummed softly and floated on anti-grav pads.&nbsp; Alex signed off on the package and the man handed over the control remote for the box, heading back to his van once his job was done. <br><br>Guiding the box into his library, he turned off the pads and let the box slowly settle down before removing the holo-pad containing his letter of purchase, receipt, and instructions on how to unpack and activate his acquisition.&nbsp; The unpacking was the easy part, that was just three thumbprint biometric locks on the top and sides, causing the sides to fold back and reveal his pet.&nbsp; She was gorgeous.&nbsp; So exotic.&nbsp; So exquisite!&nbsp; They certainly had not failed to deliver on their promise. <br><br>She was on her hands and knees, on top of a small, glowing platform that glowed gently and contained the life-support system that kept her alive until her activation.&nbsp; Her body was supported by a metal frame, her wrists, ankles, and neck secured to prevent damage during activation and transport.&nbsp; The scary part was her blank and absent eyes, no life in them at all, even though he knew her heart was beating.<br><br>The activation code was embedded in the holo-pad, so all he had to do was slip it into a slot in the platform and confirm the process of activation, at which point all control would be given to the accompanying remote that was plugged into the platform.&nbsp; As he plugged in the holo-pad and confirmed activation, the platform hummed louder and glowed brighter, his pet shivering as all organs and implants were brought out of stasis.&nbsp; When the platform settled into a silent darkness, he removed the remote and waited for a reaction from his pet.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 15:40:25</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she awoke, it was her sense of smell that faded in first.&nbsp; That fell really odd but she was used to odd when she came back to from either a hard blow to the head or a serious bender.&nbsp; Both happened far to frequently although at least she could blame the former on misfortune and the danger of the street.<br><br>What she could smell told her that she was most definitely still somewhere in the corporate district.&nbsp; It was leather and expensive carpet and a faint whiff of perfume or cologne.&nbsp; It was not dirt and grime and pollution or any of the thousands of other smells that permeated the air in the slums.&nbsp; <br><br>She took a deep breath of air, filling her lungs properly for the first time in years.&nbsp; The unaccustomed rush of oxygen was heady and it took her a few moments to realise that she was now free of the glasslung.. free of something she hadn't realised had brought her so low already.&nbsp; She sighed, letting the breath out slowly again, her body shuddering with the shere pleasure of breathing normally.&nbsp; Whatever else might be in front of her now, at least it wasn't a an imminent slow and painful death.<br><br>Opening her eyes she fought off the fuzz of her vision.&nbsp; Yes - it was most definitely a corporate location and a lounge... not.. too many books... a library of some sort?&nbsp; Wherever she was she was slightly elevated and in front of her, as she looked up even further was the man... the corp... Mr Kellerman.<br><br>She was trying to remember back to what had happened before.. the interview and then something... something bad had happened.&nbsp; Her ears twitched in agitation and her tail swished through the air behind her.&nbsp; And then it struck her... she had ears that twitched and a tail that.... she had a fucking tail!&nbsp; Struggling, to stand she quickly found quite how snugly the bonds held in her in position.&nbsp; Such an undignified position.... <br><br>Kyra snapped her head back, glaring at the corp, "What the <strong>fuck</strong> is going on here?".&nbsp; Her voice was her's but it had a strange edge to it... deeper and more sultry.&nbsp; She was instantly sure that she didn't like the change... and that.. oh God.&nbsp; Glancing down at her hands revealed soft chocolate brown fur from the elbows down, fading into russet hues further up.&nbsp; Her gaze snapped back up to the man in front of her.&nbsp; What was it he wanted and why the hell was she like this?<br><br>(The New Pet (https://static1.e621.net/data/2e/61/2e61a854d113e4b3910977c519c993ef.jpg))
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 19:53:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She actually reacted better than he expected.&nbsp; She struggled, sure, she even yelled at him, but at least she was not panicking.&nbsp; He could take people being angry at him, it was trying to calm down hysterical people that really pissed him off.&nbsp; In fact, if she had done that, he probably would have thrown a bucket of cold water over her and asked her if she was finished.&nbsp; But this was much easier to handle.&nbsp; And he was glad to see that the ingraining of animal instincts when it came to her new body parts was complete.&nbsp; It was the first time that he had ever seen a woman swish a tail, and he had to admit that he rather enjoyed it.<br><br>He sank down into a crouch in front of her so his eyes were level with hers and gave her the same comforting smile that he had given her in the office.&nbsp; "Well, here's the simple version, Kyra:&nbsp; You have been employed by me.&nbsp; The more complex version is that you have been genetically, physically, and cybernetically modified to have animalistic attributes while giving me control over parts of your body.&nbsp; Oh, and as you probably already have noticed, I had your glasslung taken care of.&nbsp; You're welcome."<br><br>Sweeping his hands out, he added, "Welcome to your new job as my personal exotic pet!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 20:14:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra forced herself to relative stillness as he crouched down to speak to her, her ears swivelling towards him.<br><br>Most of what he said, she'd already figured out although the confirmation helped it to sink in like a lead balloon.&nbsp; What she hadn't twigged to was that he might have any form of control over her body.&nbsp; It made sense, though, if he was going to sink the sort of money into her that was required to do <strong>this</strong> sort of work.<br><br>A low growl rumbled at the back of her throat as she pondered what he'd said, her tail swishing distractingly behind her.<br><br>"And what the fuck makes you think I'm going to play the nice, exotic pet?"<br><br>Her gaze was locked on his although, even as she spoke she was squirming and trying to work loose of those interminable bonds. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 22:26:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Watching her try to wriggle out of the metal bands that secured her wrists and her ankles to the life support system was . . . Very entertaining, to say the least.&nbsp; But, sadly, he was far too busy at the moment to just stand there and watch her pull at her restraints in vain. <br><br>He leaned forward until his nose was only a couple of inches away from her now-pointed snout, the smile gone from his face and replaced with cold seriousness.&nbsp; He could see her whiskers quivering in anger (And possibly fear?).&nbsp; What attention to detail!&nbsp; "Because it would be extremely hard for you to go back to your previous form all by yourself, so you better get used to the idea.&nbsp; Besides, you basically have two choices:&nbsp; You either behave so I don't have to control your actions unduly and be a good pet, or you can be a bad one and live in abject misery with as much pain, forcing, and suffering as I can lay upon you."&nbsp; The look in his eye promised that this was no idle threat. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 22:35:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra glared angrily at the man in front of her, her sponsor.&nbsp; Her owner?&nbsp; She wanted to spit in his face but she couldn't work out how to do that with her new form. Fuck... she was going to have to relearn so much.<br><br>With great effort, she forced herself to cease her struggles, closing her eyes for a moment before opening them again and fixing him with a steely stare.&nbsp; She left the conversation silent on her end for a long moment, worried about quite what she might say if she spoke.&nbsp; Finally she felt like she was in more or less full control of herself and she opened her mouth, speaking in that weird new voice of her's, "So .. what is it I get if I do behave?&nbsp; What is my life like then?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 22:54:29</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex shrugged lightly as he replied, "You won't wish you were dead.&nbsp; Oh, you'll still have to take orders and act like a true pet, of course, plus be treated by me as I see fit, but you'll be given small freedoms after a time and life will be peaceable, at least.&nbsp; And you get to have the satisfaction that I will not wound or kill you, which is more than can be said for your 'friends' down in the Street."<br><br>At least she had stopped trying to fight back for now.&nbsp; She still wasn't thrilled by this turn of events, that much could be seen by a two-year-old, but she was listening to him, and it was a good start.&nbsp; Hopefully she would come to understand that simply obeying would be better than actively rebelling.&nbsp; He didn't even really expect her to behave right off the bat, but he figured she would eventually submit to him.&nbsp; It happened with his employees, it should happen, too, for her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>15-06-2015, 22:59:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra cocked her head on one side in a gesture that she would have found utterly alien were she to give it any thought.&nbsp; Regarding the man before her, she could not deny that he held all of the cards.&nbsp; She had no idea what he'd done to her, no real idea even what could possibly have been done to her.&nbsp; Whatever the case, the idea that she had some ticking time-bombs in there that he could leave or activate or suppress as he chose would make a great deal of sense.<br><br>She shrugged, her head tilting to the other side, "OK then.&nbsp; If that is how it is to be.&nbsp; When do you release me?"<br><br>She wasn't at all confident that he would but it would be an indication to her.&nbsp; If he held back, reluctant to release her bonds then he probably didn't have as much hold over her as he would like her to believe.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 07:41:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was uncanny, simply uncanny.&nbsp; It was like he had an actual fox kneeling here in front of him.&nbsp; Foxes were endangered by this point, and were only kept in captivity, so getting the DNA for this transformation was quite expensive.&nbsp; But he was pleased to find that it was definitely worth the money. <br><br>"I think that you are amiable enough to let free, at this point."&nbsp; Alex stood and walked to the side of the platform, making sure that the remote was firmly held in his hand.&nbsp; He placed his thumb on a scanner and he heard the machinery scan the imprint.&nbsp; All of the security was very impressive.&nbsp; They really wanted to make sure that nothing could be done with her without his express allowance.&nbsp; "Your wrists might hurt a bit afterwards," he warned her, "That's the retraction of the activation fibers.&nbsp; But it quickly go away."&nbsp; Then he stood back to watch what she would do, his thumb hovering over the remote he "casually" held at his side. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 10:38:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She remained there for a moment, want to make sure that all of the restraints and medical attachments had withdrawn fully before standing.&nbsp; The movement was more fluid than she'd expected, less stiffness and less pain.&nbsp; The medics had definitely known their craft.&nbsp; <br><br>As she unfolded herself, she rubbed at her wrists, starting as she felt the sensation of fur against fur.&nbsp; A small growl escaped her, this was going to take a lot of getting used to.&nbsp; The deep breaths of wonderful oxygen, though, that was something she was more than happy to take on.&nbsp; Looking down at herself she confirmed what she already knew - russet, chocolate and white fur all over.&nbsp; Her chest heaved with each breath and she wondered whether it was larger or if that was just the effect of the fur.&nbsp; It was something she could investigate later, when she had time to herself.&nbsp; If she had time to herself.<br><br>Her hands were still hands which was something of a relief and she already knew she could speak OK.&nbsp; Well - with the exception of that weird, deep timbre to her voice.<br><br>"Can I see a mirror?"<br><br>She wanted to get a full view.&nbsp; See what others saw when they looked at her, not that she knew whether any others apart from her new owner would ever see her.<br><br>"And do I get a room here?&nbsp; Or just a pet basket?"<br><br>She meant it as a bit of bitter humour but anything she could tease out about her situation would be welcome.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 19:39:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Even with the physical changes of her skin, face, and bones, Alex could have sworn that the splicers had even changed the form of her body.&nbsp; She looked more voluptuous, more sensual than she had in the office.&nbsp; This was a pet that he was going to be proud to show to others.<br><br>Alex gave a small nod and said, "Of course you can.&nbsp; There's a full-length one in my room, and your own room is next to mine.&nbsp; Follow me."&nbsp; A part of him wanted to already get her into the habit of acting as a pet should, but the more logical part of him knew that she was still getting used to living a completely different life, much less acting different.&nbsp; One thing at a time, as they said.<br><br>Leading her out of the library, he went up the grand staircase that connected with the front hallway and turned left, passing by one door to arrive at another.&nbsp; There were no such antiquated things as key locks anymore, so the lock on the door was a handprint scanner next to the frame.&nbsp; Alex pressed his hand against it and the door slid open with a light breath of air.&nbsp; As he entered, the lights turned on, each part of the room designed to become active when he approached it.&nbsp; That was the best part of having a smart-room in this day and age.&nbsp; He walked her towards the mirror he had mentioned, which was a six foot by three foot black panel with no reflection at all.&nbsp; When they approached it, though, it shimmered and dispersed the black effect until it became a mirror surface.&nbsp; Alex stood behind Kyra and let her look at herself so she could come to grips with what she now was.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>16-06-2015, 21:01:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra was surprised by the revelation that she might have a room and that her new owner would choose to reveal that to her.&nbsp; It was a pleasant surprise, though.&nbsp; She had feared that she might be consigned to some sort of kennel or the like.<br><br>She followed along closely behind Alex, wondering if that device in his hand was what he was referring to when he said he could control bits of her.&nbsp; No... or if it was a means to do so then it would not be the only means.&nbsp; She knew that corps had all sorts of cyberware and he'd most definitely having something in there.<br><br>She let out a little sigh as the door opened before them, she was pretty damn certainly that her own hands...paws wouldn't release those locks.&nbsp; She couldn't help be fascinated with the technology, though.&nbsp; Of course she knew that this sort of stuff was possible and had even seen isolated examples but never all together, working in unison like this.&nbsp; It was impressive despite her desire not to be impressed.<br><br>And now.. the mirror.&nbsp; It revealed largely what she had expected it to, although now her tail was revealed to her properly for the furst time.&nbsp; She... she didn't know what to think.&nbsp; Had she been gazing on another, and it almost felt like she was, then she'd have felt a degree of attraction and it was a very difficult realization to find yourself attractive but still to hate what had been done.&nbsp; It felt so fucking shitty to object to being made sexy but it felt even more shitty have been <strong>made</strong> to be sexy and... and in such a way.<br><br>She took a deep breath and turned to her knew owner, her voice filled more with dejection than anything else, "I think I've seen enough"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 20:43:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a curt nod, Alex stepped away from the mirror and it coalesced back into blackness.&nbsp; He had been watching Kyra as she looked at herself, particularly her eyes.&nbsp; They were filled with shock, pain, and reservation, of course, but there was something else in there.&nbsp; After the initial shock had departed, he could have sworn that there had been just a shred of attraction in there.&nbsp; Maybe this wasn't going to be as difficult as he had initially thought?<br><br>"Now," he said firmly, "For your room."&nbsp; He led her out of his bedroom and headed right, ending at the door that they had passed to get to his bedroom.&nbsp; This door had a handprint scanner, too, one that worked, again, for his hand only.&nbsp; When the door opened, Alex stepped aside and waved for Kyra to go in, following after her.<br><br>The inside was much smaller than Alex's room, painted a dark red, and with pet-like items all around the room.&nbsp; A rack next to the door held leashes and assorted collars.&nbsp; There was a basket filled with pet toys.&nbsp; At the far end of the room sat a cage that did not look all that big.&nbsp; Another basket held bath products and towels.&nbsp; The only human objects in the room were a closet filled with clothing that could only very loosely be called "clothing", and a very large chest on the other side of the room.<br><br>"I hope you don't mind me buying a few things for you before you got here.&nbsp; I felt that it was important to be prepared as soon as you arrived."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>18-06-2015, 20:55:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra hesitated for a moment as the door slid open, wondering if this was some ruse to trap her.&nbsp; She was, however, already trapped and she knew it well.&nbsp; Balking now would do her no good and so she stepped forwards into the room, casting her gaze around.<br><br>Some of the details surprised her.&nbsp; The wardrobe, with clothing.&nbsp; It might not be the sort of clothing she would remotely have chosen but she had been rather worried that she might have seen her last item of clothing meant for her.&nbsp; The bath products as well, were welcome.&nbsp; It rather seemed that she wasn't going to be required to give herself tongue-baths.&nbsp; If truth be told, that idea only occurred to her __after__ she saw the shampoos and other items (most of which she'd probably be at a loss as to what to do with).&nbsp; <br><br>On the other hand... the pet toys?&nbsp; Really?&nbsp; And there was no bed unless it folded out of the wall or something.&nbsp; And... the cage.&nbsp; That was somewhat perplexing.&nbsp; Was she going to be sharing the room with some other creature?<br><br><em>"I hope you don't mind me buying a few things for you before you got here.&nbsp; I felt that it was important to be prepared as soon as you arrived."</em><br><br>She cocked her head curiously for a moment before replying, "I guess that is a reasonably practical approach.... if you don't mind, I have a few questions.&nbsp; Firstly, are these my things now?&nbsp; Secondly, where am I to sleep?&nbsp; Will it be with you or is there some sort of fold-out bed here?&nbsp; Finally - what is the cage for?&nbsp; Am I to be sharing my quarters with something else?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 14:46:30</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She seemed to handle everything fairly well, which was a welcome surprise.&nbsp; There was an ounce of distaste towards the the clothing in the wardrobe, but she generally took it with good dignity.&nbsp; If anything, she probably figured that a beggar couldn't be a choser and that she should take whatever she could get.&nbsp; But at her question, Alex blinked heavily in disbelief at the back of Kyra's head before smirking and doing his best to not laugh out loud.&nbsp; What naivety!&nbsp; <em>"Am I to be sharing my quarters with something else"</em>?&nbsp; How could someone by so desperate to delude themselves?<br><br>Crossing his arms with that bemused smirk still on his face, he replied, "You just answered your own question, my pet.&nbsp; But don't worry, you will get used to it before long."&nbsp; He let his thumb hover over the buttons of the remote, waiting to see how she would take such extreme news.&nbsp; At least she hadn't asked what was in the chest, yet.&nbsp; That she would find out soon enough.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>19-06-2015, 15:37:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<em>"You just answered your own question, my pet.&nbsp; But don't worry, you will get used to it before long."</em><br><br>It took her a while to figure out quite what he meant.&nbsp; She'd asked three questions and she briefly had to backtrack in her head to work out which could be answers to which.&nbsp; It took maybe a second or two but it felt like a lot longer as the realization suddenly dawned on her.&nbsp; She pun on her heel, glaring at him, "If you think I'm going to curly up on my hands and knees and sleep in there then you're fucking insane!".<br><br>She flung her arm out, pointing at the cage, "I don't even know if I'd fit in the fucking thing, I'd certainly not be able to even sit up in it, let along lie down!"<br><br>She really didn't like the way her modified voice conveyed anger, it didn't seem to have the harsh edge that her old one had and didn't seem like it was up to the task of carrying her temper.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>21-06-2015, 22:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				So she was pissed.&nbsp; Of course she was!&nbsp; He would have been stunned if she had not been pissed.&nbsp; The funny thing was, she looked so cute when she was pissed off, with her tail thrashing and her ears standing straight up.&nbsp; She could not even seem like she was enraged at him, and he liked that little fact.&nbsp; In fact, he was going to make another contribution to that splicing company, just because of this moment.<br><br>"Well," he answered dryly, "It's what you are going to get, whether you like it or not.&nbsp; I could always give you a blanket in the basement, or maybe chain you to a little shack outside so you can feel the rain and the cold.&nbsp; There is a lot worse than getting your own room and a place to sleep, even if it is in a cage.&nbsp; Besides, you are a pet now, fully and completely.&nbsp; You wouldn't think twice about putting a dog in a cage, no?&nbsp; You just need to work your mind around the idea a little bit and you will eventually get there."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>21-06-2015, 22:54:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Work my fucking mind around it!?"<br><br>Her tail swished angrily behind her as folded her arms defiantly in front of her, "There is no fucking way that you're going to manhandle me into that thing".&nbsp; She was already running her mind through the other two alternatives and coming to the conclusion that the basement might be rather better.&nbsp; It might not be as plush but at least it wasn't a cage. The kennel though?&nbsp; Hell no.<br><br>She stood her ground, wanting to be very clear that she was putting her foot down here.&nbsp; She.. she had considered that this role might come "with benefits" for some corp exec and had been hoping otherwise but prepared for it.&nbsp; She hadn't factored on the transformation of her body into... this.&nbsp; And she certainly hadn't factored on a fucking cage.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>24-06-2015, 19:35:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				While Alex could handle some of her ire, there was only so much that he was willing to tolerate.&nbsp; He did not make her his pet just to stand there and listen to her tell him what he could or could not do with her.&nbsp; His irritation had been steadily growing bit by bit, and it was getting harder to swallow.&nbsp; But he had learned a long time ago to not think angry . . . But think smart.<br><br>Keeping his face calm, he put up his hands in a placating gesture.&nbsp; "Alright, alright.&nbsp; I'll reconsider that one.&nbsp; There is, however, one thing that I must insist on."&nbsp; He walked over to the rack of leashes and collars by the door and took down one of the collars, a plain black one, that split apart in the back by two metal ends that met each other.&nbsp; Alex always thought it looked like one of those antique magnetic bracelets, the leather ones that the youth used to wear.<br><br>"As my pet, you must wear a collar.&nbsp; It's as much for your own safety as anything.&nbsp; In fact, it's required by law."&nbsp; He held the open ends out to her, non-verbally instructing her to place her neck within.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>24-06-2015, 20:56:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Kyra regarded the collar with some distaste.&nbsp; It wasn't the garment itself, she'd worn collars before although more of the spiky goth kind than these... whatever she'd describe them as.&nbsp; But.. he'd backed down on the cage which was the important thing and now she could give a little.&nbsp; She could always take it off when he wasn't around, after all.<br><br>She sighed and nodded, stepping forwards and laying her neck inside the collar.&nbsp; Her posture was still somewhat defensive but softening.&nbsp; She knew that she'd been cured and she was grateful for that and willing to pay her dues but... being a caged animal was well beyond those dues as far as she was concerned.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>01-07-2015, 15:50:24</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Alex allowed himself a small smile as she laid her neck into the collar, and with one, swift, fluid motion, he closed the metal ends together, slipping a thin piece of the metal up with his thumb.&nbsp; Keeping the piece pinched between his thumb and his forefinger, he turned away from Kyra and quickly pushed the piece into the remote, breathing a mental sigh of relief as soon as it was in.&nbsp; He could only imagine what she was thinking that she could do with the collar, but she would quickly find that tampering with it now was harder than she would think.&nbsp; In fact, why not teach her this?<br><br>"It's a nice collar, isn't it?" he asked her conversationally as he placed his hands behind his back.&nbsp; "It and the others cost me a fair amount of money, but I figured that I should not spare any expense for my new pet.&nbsp; It has a special protection function, too.&nbsp; For instance, why don't you take it off?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>01-07-2015, 16:01:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She regarded him with some suspicion.&nbsp; Was he trying to demonstrate that it couldn't be removed, that the material was impervious or something like that?&nbsp; He could surely just inform her of that and be done?&nbsp; Well - if he wanted to grandstand then she would oblige him.<br><br>She reached up and slipped her fingers between the material and her neck, grasping the collar and giving it a sharp tug.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>02-07-2015, 10:46:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				A vicious grin spread across Alex's face as she yanked at the collar.&nbsp; The collar gave way a little, but stopped with a click as the small metal bar that now locked her collar ends together stopped them from parting completely.&nbsp; But that was not the part that sold him on buying the collars for his assuredly rebellious pet.<br><br>Two metal electrodes on either side of the collar would now deliver 10 mA of AC current for five seconds, causing, as explained by the store owner he bought them from, an electric shock that would cause her muscles to painfully contract, resulting in the complete inability to voluntarily move for that duration.&nbsp; Any movement caused by the electricity roaring through her muscles was another matter altogether.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>02-07-2015, 10:56:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She screamed and collapsed to the floor, her whole body spasming as the electricity flowed through her.&nbsp; At some point her hand was torn free from the collar although she could not have said when.&nbsp; For her all there was was a seemingly endless stream of unbearable pain, everything else was pushed aside.<br><br>As the device finally shut down, she lay there panting and whimpering, muscles still twitching painfully every so often as the effects dissipated.&nbsp; She knew now, she was never going to do anything to trigger the collar again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>12-07-2015, 15:52:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The grin remained on his face while his pet's eyes bulged and she let out a strangled scream.&nbsp; There was something disturbingly erotic about how she twitched and writhed on the floor, her fur standing on end and tail shaking like a tree in a gale.&nbsp; He never figured himself to be a sadist, but he could not deny that watching this was much more fun than he would have first believed.<br><br>Reaching out with his foot, he used his shoe to kick her hand away from the collar.&nbsp; She would not be of any use to him if she pulled on it too much and injured her neck.&nbsp; There was not much to do after that but wait for her to come back to her senses, which was not unappealing in itself.&nbsp; She slowly curled into a ball, panting and shivering from the pain, emitting the most beautiful whimpers of agony.&nbsp; He nudged her with his foot to get her attention and told her, "That will happen to you each and every time that you disobey me or argue with me.&nbsp; It may not give you any permanent damage, but how much of it will you be able to take in a day, hmm?<br><br>"Let me make one thing clear to you:&nbsp; You are my pet now, and I don't give a fucking shit if you don't like it.&nbsp; You better learn to like it.&nbsp; You will do everything that I tell you to do, and you will do it without complaint.&nbsp; If I tell you that you will sleep in a cage, then that is what you are fucking going to do.&nbsp; There is nothing that you can do to escape, and if you make yourself more of a pain than an asset, you will be fired and dropped off in the deepest part of the slums to fend for yourself . . . After a suitable enough of suffering by my hand.&nbsp; Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Sseith)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>12-07-2015, 16:28:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				It took quite some time for her to regain enough of her senses to think back and process what it was he'd said.&nbsp; She <strong>never</strong> wanted to experience that again and she knew she would do whatever it took to avoid it... more or less.&nbsp; It would do her no good to resist anyway.&nbsp; The collar left her in no state to resist anything after it had been activated and he could just bundle her into the cage at his leisure.<br><br>She whimpered and uncurled just enough to nod in response to his question.&nbsp; Maybe there would be things that even the collar was preferable to but she couldn't imagine what those might be.&nbsp; As the pain and aftershocks receded a bit more she slowly uncurled, her fingers clenching and unclenching.&nbsp; She made it to a crouch but was far from confident enough in her current state to try and go for a standing position.&nbsp; She just wasn't sure she'd even manage to make it without toppling.<br><br>Turning her gaze to him, she glared with undisguised hatred.&nbsp; She felt contempt for herself, though.&nbsp; He'd been cocky enough to let her out of that box without the collar on and she'd been stupid enough to just put her neck into it.&nbsp; Trusting him wasn't a mistake she'd make twice but she was starting to think it was one she wouldn't get an opportunity to make again anyway.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Ssieth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>OmniscientOracle</strong> on <strong>22-07-2015, 08:58:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The hate was radiating from her eyes, and was hot enough to melt solid steel, but he did not particularly care.&nbsp; There was little, if anything, that she could do, and he knew that she would have to come around to his point of view.&nbsp; One way or another.<br><br>It was actually quite attractive to see her crouching, it made her look like a true pet.&nbsp; But she was in no position, and he was in no mood, to start complimenting her yet.&nbsp; She first had to learn to be obedient and cooperative.&nbsp; Of course it was going to be a lot of work and a long run, but he definitely had the patience for it, so long as she held up her end of the bargain.<br><br>"Good girl," he told her smoothly.&nbsp; "Now then, I think that we have seen enough of your sleeping area, hmm?&nbsp; It must have been a long time since you have had nourishment, and you are probably hungry?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Hired To Be A Pet (OmniscientOracle &amp; Ssieth)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Ssieth</strong> on <strong>22-07-2015, 09:17:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She paused before she answered, carefully looking up and down and trying to decide if this was some new trick.&nbsp; But she was, in all honesty, very hungry indeed and his drawing attention to it made her all the more so.&nbsp; At first she just nodded, not quite trusting her voice in the aftereffects of the collar's work.&nbsp; She pulled herself together, though, concerned that he might take umbrage if she remained silent.<br><br>"Yes, very hungry"<br><br>She wondered how long it was going to take her to get used to this new voice, with it's weird husky quality.&nbsp; Would it ever feel like it was her own?
			</dd>
		</dl>
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