A slave named Keiko
#1 of The Slave Keiko
Chapter 1
Keiko awoke early that morning and waited outside her masters bedroom for him. Her red spotted short black fur stood on end from the cold. Her large pheonix wings laid sadly on her back and she sat down beside the door.
She was not allowed to fly, for her master thought it was too dangerous. She was only allowed to in case if an emergency. She was hunted, not just for the odd colour of her fur, but because a Pheonix named Kei lived deep inside her. This is what caused her mutation. She didn't ware much, just a sports bra and long pj bottoms. This was her usual attire, unless she was leaving the house. She waited till she heard her master stir before standing up beside the door and listened for him to call her in. Soon the anticipation would become to much for her. Her master, a large muscular wolf, tended to doubt himself about having her as his slave. She meant more then that to him, yet he didn't know how to show it to her. She felt she owed her life to him and did everything to please him. To her, when he spoke her name, it was like she was Cinderella, though, she didn't do chores, nor cooked or cleaned, just pleased him with sexual favours. He didn't complain but he didn't think she loved him, as he did her. His deep husk morning voice called her into his room. It didn't take her long to be in bed beside him purring like she was some house cat. He smiled sleepishly at her as he stroked her head with his large black paw. She wanted to tell him that she believed she was in love with him, but she didn't know what love felt like, nor if it was true. Her two toned eyes stared deeply into his deep blue eyes. "Keiko, is there something you want to tell me, my kitty?" She shook her head, she didn't have the guts to tell him how she felt, nor did he to tell her. "Okay then, well, umm, crazy idea, but, umm, would you like to have dinner with me? Tonight? Not in this house?" He couldn't seem to get his words out right away and was embarrassed to ask her. They looked away from each other blushing. "Like a date?" Her voice was soft, and hardly heard. She didn't know what the hell just happened. Was this her master conversing to her or just being plain silly? "Yeah... Like a date..." He stuttered when he talked to her. She licked his cheek and told him she would like that. They just laid in bed that morning longer then usual, staying close by each other. She ended up falling asleep on him. All these years of waking up early and waiting for her master to go to sleep, finally caught up to her. He smiled at her, and allowed her to sleep in his arms. He wanted to believe she really liked him, and hoped she didn't believe it was an order to go to dinner with him.
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