Ethan’s POV
“Are you ready slave, got everything we need?” I ask Janice walking into her room.
“I’m done, master.” She replied, zipping up the bags.
“Great. Bring the bags downstairs, and also from now own… i would prefer you call me Mr Smith, instead of Master and also you can call me sir. And instead of slave, I think the word *pet* fit you much more better.” I nod my head as I talked, already loving the way the word *pet* rolled out my tongue and out of my lips/mouth.
I left her in the room, and head the down the stairs…. I walked out of the house and got into the car. Started the car and waited for Janice.
I only had to wait for some minutes, before Janice walked out the house door, put the stuffs in the trunk and got into the car.
Without giving her a glance, I drove out of the driveway… in the direction of the beach. If Janice was to know all that I had planned out for her, she would beg me to turn this car around.
We arrived at the beach and I let Janice rent a beach house. Although the police might not be looking for me, I still have to be careful… so I don’t get caught.
I do think the reason why I’m not seeing my picture displayed on tv, in the news… is because Janice already ended the story that I was the villain in. Right now, I only continued it… but for the police to want to catch me, it means Janice has to continue the book and let the police catch me.
My life sounds weird to me right now, is not like I’m in a different world entirely, I’m in earth with Janice… but she’s able to control my life with just whatever she writes in a novel. I might have done some research, and that made me watch a lot of TV drama’s with the same scenario as mine. And most of it depicts that the fictional character is living in a different world the writer created. But why it’s mine different.
“Sir, I have done as you instructed. I have rented the beach house and our luggages are already inside.” Janice informed me, her hands behind her back, her eyes staring at the floor. This posture is how a slave should always greet his/her master.
“Okay then, shall we.” I smiled briefly at her, gesturing for her to lead the way. She nods her head and walks in front of me, leading me to the beach house.
We got to the beach house, and it’s a beauty. I have to say, my pet actually has good eyes. One look at the beach house, I could tell it was made of the finest wood, it’s really standing out… so gallantly and elegantly away from the other houses. I have one hundred complete privacy, although I love the privacy… but most of the plans I have for my sweet pet isn’t what I will call *private*
The beach house isn’t just only clean but so freaking neat. I can’t see a single speck of dust. True to Janice words, our luggages has already been arranged in the room. Since it was already late, I made Janice arranged my clothes in the wardrobe and also hers. Then she cooked dinner and we both went to sleep.
Janice is really excitedly curious about my plan, but I’m very sure once she knows…. Her excitement would die down.
My plan Is the ultimate walk of shame for a pet.
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Janice POV
I yawned tiredly waking up, I looked up to the left… fuck it’s 7am. I wonder if master is already awake, I stood up from the floor hurriedly… Master is already awake, great!
Why did you wake up so late. But its not really my fault, it’s the wooden floor fault.
I couldn’t sleep a wink last night, how could I? When my body isn’t used to such a hard floor. The night wasn’t only just overly uncomfortable, but also rained pains all over my body.
“You’re awake. You’re lucky.” Master said walking out of the bathroom with only a towel tied around his waist. I should be panicking right now, but master beautifully sculptured chest made me have other panicking thoughts. Like running my tongue up and down the length of his beautifully sculptured broad chest. Fuck the water running down his chest didn’t make things easier for me.
“Pet! Pet! Pet! Slave!!” I jumped in fright, staring at master fearfully. “Yes… yes Sir.” I gulped.
“Stop being a slut and go shower. We have a lot to do. And also, don’t you think I have forgotten how you neglected your morning duties, you will indeed get punished for that.”
“Yes sir.” I lowered my eyes to the floor, passed by him meekly and got into the bathroom.
I’m in deep shit. I just had to oversleep. I hope he doesn’t punish me really hard.
After taking my bath, I stood in the middle of the room patiently, waiting for my master to give me clothes that I would be wearing for today.
“Remember this?” Master throws a very familiar black stripper lingerie to me and I caught it. “I do sir.” I answered staring at the lingerie with so much nervousness.
“Good, that’s what you are going to be wearing, and also… this handcuffs and do not forget to wear your collar.”
Just as master instructed, I wore the lingerie. This thing only covers my nipple and the entrance of my vagina, the rest of my naked body is on full display.
After putting on the lingerie, handcuff and my collar… I waited for master’s next instructions.
“So for today’s agenda pet, you will kneel down by the door… if anyone is to knock on that door… you will be answering the door and welcoming that person in, with of course just what you are wearing.”
I took a good look at myself and realize I am naked!! The lingerie isn’t covering my body! Fuck!
As I knelt down next to door I said a quick prayer to God, hoping he will answer it. *Lord please, do not let anyone, anybody at all knock on the door.*
My prayer wasn’t answered, I heard a knock on the door. I stared at the door for a while hoping whoever was knocking would just go away, and I wouldn’t have to answer the door naked.
“What are you doing pet, answer the door.” Master hissed out angrily.
I swallowed getting up to open the door, I thought the dog walk was shameful… now I know it wasn’t.