cat and mouse
Sheldon wakes slowly consciousness lapping at his mind in successive waves. Slowly he becomes aware of his situation, which is decidedly bleak. All around is darkness and underneath the ground was cold. He motions to stand but is abruptly stopped short with a metalic clank. It is now that he fells the cold steel on his wrists and ankles. Paniked his breathing grows rapid, his ears twitch, and his small mouse frame began to shiver with more than cold. He cries out but recieves no reply save for the echo. As he lay there in that place of darness the events of the preceding night come to him though hazy and disjointed.
He remembers the club, it's throbing music and lights, a strange taste to his drink and how the room spun. How the music had seemed muffled and distant and the lights blured. The more he remembers the more frightened he becomes he remembers the peircing golden eyes set in velvet black fur. The tom supporting his disoreinted frame, leading him out of the club.
As he fells the dull aches throb through his body he remembers the van. It was a dark gray. He remembered the feline toss him inside, the click of the sliding door behind him, the darkness and anticeptic smell and then nothing more.
He struggles to free himself straining at his bonds in a futile effort to escape the steel. In failure he resignes to sobbing, the hot tears stream back across his face. He sobs until he has no more tears and then he lays silent and shivering with terror, in the darkness, in the silence, for how long he does not know.
there is a sound, a soft buzzing, and then light, a dim glow above him. there is a flicker and the light intensifies burning his dialated eyes, he is forced to turn his head from it, shutting his eyes. Ajusting slowly to the light the mouse takes in his surrounding and was filled with fresh dread.
All about him are instruments of savage cruelty. His eyes settle specificly on a board on a toolboard festooned with various viscious looking knives of all forms and size. looking at it he trembles.
Sheldon hears a harsh metallic clank. out of the corner of his eye he notices a movement, turning his head quickly he sees a door swing open and sihlouted in the red light of the threashhold the cat from the night before. His fur is black as jet his as are his tight leather pants and the leather straps that cross his toned chest. Sheldon squeeks to behold him. A wicked grin flashes across the cats face.
"good, youre awake. Its always more fun when they scream"
Sheldon shudders and struggles anew against his bonds. Their edges digging painfully into his soft flesh. The cat smirks.
"I can assure you youre wasting your time, that's surgical grade stainless steel"
"Please let me go," Sheldon pleads. "please"
"Now why would I want to do that" the cat eyes Sheldon. Contempt tinging his voice and burns in his eyes. Sheldons heart sinks in his chest.
"please" the mouse pleads meakly. whimpering, his eyes, tear filled, staring up at the feline. The feline stares back, his eyes, devoid of compasion, disecting the mouse.
The grin on the cats face broadens into something which being less wicked might be called a smile. Sheldon whimpers, his eyes following the cat as he moves fluidly over to the board of knives. The feline pauses, sliding his paw over various blades, eventually comming to rest on a long thin chrome plate knife shaped like an ahnk. Taking it deftly in his paw he moves over to where Sheldon is chained, quivering, alternatately sobing and whimpering please.
The feline runs the cold steel blades flat surface along the patch ov chest exposed by Sheldon's gray silk shirt. The mouse squirms at the touch of the cold steel. The cat purrs, sliding the blade further. It effortlessly slices off the shirts buttons one by one. Sheldon is only whimpering now save for the involentary squeeks he lets out at the cold passage of the blade. The blade slides slowly as it severs the final shirt button fully revealing the mouses white furred chest and belly. The cat can see Sheldon's heart race by the fluttering of his chest and feels himself becoming aroused. He can feel his cock harden in his sheath as he runs the blade along the mouses arm rending the sleave.
"Now lets get a few things straight rodent, I am your master," his wicked smile broadend further, "you will adress me as such." Having finished sliting the first sleave he slowly starts up the remaining one. "you will do as I say, when I say."
"please let me go," Sheldon meakly interjects. He is rewarded with the sickly sensation of the nifes blade sliding trough the flesh of his upper arm. he cries out, fresh tears welling in his eyes.
"you are my slave and you will speak only when spoken to," the feline responds his voice cold as the steel that binds the mouse. Sheldon whimpers. "Do you understand?" the cat asks coldly. Recieving no reply but sheldons sobbing he slides the blade an inch through the flesh of sheldons arm, the trail trail it leaves welling with ruby droplets. "Do you understand?"
"YES!" sheldon screams. The blade slides another 2 inches through tender mouseflesh. Sheldon screams. "y-y-yes m-master," he sobs correcting himself.
"Good" the cat replies coldly a growing edge of arousal to his voice. He severs the last bit of cloth that holds the tattered bloody rag that was a shirt to the mouse and pulls it away, throwing it into a corner. Pausing a moment he admires his work as it trembles before him.
feeling his cock strain painfully against the leather of the past the cat unbuttons his fly, allowing his pink feline hood to slide free of his sheath. He purrs. Sheldon turns his head only to be pulled by his ear to once again face the throbing hard cock. Straddling Sheldons chest the the cat presses his cockhead against sheldons maw.
"suck," the cat commands. Sheldon tenitively complys, his small soft pink tounge lightly carressing the head of the felines musky cock. "I said suck it." The cat punctuates his statement by digging his claws into Sheldons sensitive ear. Fresh tears well in Sheldons eyes as as he begins to bob his head along the felines memeber. "Good rodent." The cat begins to purr as the rodents warm tight maw repeatedly envelopes his felinehood. The cat purrs loudly, arching his back, his hot member throbbing in sheldons maw. "Now look at me." Sheldon whimpers, his eyes opening slowly, meeting the cats cold gaze. the cat shudders in exstacy gazing into Sheldons tearfilled eyes, full of fear, hatred, and self loathing. It is too much for the cat to bear, he shudders, spasming he fires wave after wave of his hot feline seed into sheldons maw. Sheldon lets out a muffled squeek caught off guard by the cats orgasm. "Good mousey, now swallow." Sheldon complies gulping down cat seed between ragged sobs.
The cat withdraws his cock From Sheldon's maw. whiping it clean on the mouses cheeks. The cat rises to his feet as Sheldon squeeks in revulsion. Walking over to the toolboard the cat returns the ahnk knife to its proper place. Exiting the room the ca cat pauses for a moment in the threshold, turning to adress Sheldon.
"were going to have so much fun tommorow." a devilish grin spreads over his face. Sheldon whimpers softly as the door is shut and latched. The light hums, reduced to a dull glow before it flickers and dies. Alone in the darknes Sheldon sobs quietly to himself.
To be continued
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