You can't make me love you

The car came to a stop in front of the tallest building Riki had ever seen. Eos tower. Even at night he could see the difference between this place and where he grew up in the slums of Ceres. It was like another world. There were people everywhere dressed in fine clothes, pet’s attached to their master’s by chains. The streets looked as if someone or something swept and washed them. The air even seemed different, clean and clear. The slums were always filthy. Everything was run down with dilapidated buildings and broken down cars everywhere you looked. People sleeping on the streets and in ally ways, digging in the trash for food and things that they could sell. Riki couldn’t help but look around in awe. So this was how the other half lived he thought.

Iason watched his new pet with a small smile on his face. He knew all of this must have been hard for the young man to take in but his patience had run out. It had been such a long time since he had owned a pet and he missed having one in his home. He had first seen Riki one day a year ago leaving the home of his old furniture, Katze. In that moment he had known that would have to have the exotic creature. He had entered Katze’s apartment then and demanded to know who the man was. He proceeded to ask question after question, wanting to know everything there was to know about the mongrel. Katze told Iason that Riki did work for him in the black market from time to time. It seemed the young man was also very well known in Ceres as the leader of Bison and had a love by the name of Guy. These things made little difference to Iason as they posed no threat to his plans. Over the following year he hired people to watch the young man and spent time himself doing the same. The anticipation had been near torture, consuming his thoughts night and day but the wait had been worth it. He finally had the mongrel with him now and he intended to enjoy the task of taming him.

“Come pet, it’s time to show you your new home.” Iason said as he pushed Riki toward the door. He placed one hand on the mongrel’s lower back and the other wrapped around his wrist as he guided him out of the car. Riki’s head turned left and right as he took in the sights around him. People stared when they saw Iason Mink exit his car with a young man dressed in dirty black clothes. There was no question there would be rumors all over Eos by tomorrow.

Riki was so busy looking around that he didn’t notice where they were going until he was alone with Iason in an elevator heading to the top of the tower. When he realized they were alone he took his first real look at the Blondie. He was easily six and a half feet tall with shimmering blonde hair that was so long it brushed along the backs of his muscular thighs. He was dressed in a tight body suit and cape that covered broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Riki blushed when he saw the bulge between the Blondies legs. Holy shit, was the only thought running through his mind. Hearing a rumbling chuckle, his eyes shot up to see Iason staring at him.

“What are you laughing at, you bastard?” Riki demanded, angry that he had been caught staring.

“Do you like what you see, pet?” Iason replied with a smirk.

“Not fucking likely.” Riki said turning his furious gaze away. The fact was, he did like what he saw. The man standing before him was like a bright, shining god. Sex on legs was the crude term he would have used to describe him. He could feel his cheeks heat up. What the hell was he thinking. This fucking Blondie asshole had kidnaped him.

“It appears that your body does not agree with you.” Iason said, his eyes traveling below Riki’s waist to see the straining member pressing against the too tight jeans.

“Fuck you!” Riki shouted, turning his back to Iason. Damn it, He was as hard as a steel pipe. When did that happen? Stupid body! Why the hell are you betraying me now?

“Don’t turn away from me pet.” Iason’s voice was gentle as he continued. “I am pleased to see that at least your body enjoys the sight of me, though one day soon I hope to you will as well.”

“I’m not your fucking pet! Stop calling me . . . ”

The elevator door opened then, stopping Riki in mid rant. When had they reached the top, the mongrel wondered. He was going to have to start paying more attention.

Iason said nothing as he pulled the unresisting pet towards a large set of double doors. As they came closer the doors opened to reveal a man who appeared to be a few years older than Riki. his vioce soft, almost a whisper as he greeted the pair.

“Welcome home Master Iason.”

Iason nodded his head in acknowledgment, removing his cape and gesturing for Riki to do the same with his jacket. Handing the items over to the man, they made their way further into the penthouse.

“Daryl, this is the pet I have mentioned. He will be with us from now on. Riki, this is Daryl, my furniture. He will take care of anything that you may need but know that he will not do anything for you that would go against my wishes.” He stated, giving Riki a stern look.

Riki Looked at the furniture with something akin to pity in his eyes. He had heard out the lives of the young men kept as slaves to be servants. All Blondies and Elite were rumored to have them. These young men were often taken from families to pay a debt or like Riki, just taken, and forced into servitude. They were castrated before hitting puberty to stunt their development so as to keep their boyish looks and prevent sexual interaction with the pets in the homes of their Masters. The very thought of someone taking his manhood from him made Riki’s stomach clench in fear. It was barbaric, disgusting and Riki knew that he would rather die than allow that to happen to him.

“Welcome, Sir Riki, if there is anything that you require please don’t hesitate to ask.” Daryl said bowing at the waist, though his eyes never left the pet.

Riki studied the furniture in front of him. The man had chocolate brown hair and eyes that matched. They were about the same height but Daryl was very slender with pale caramel colored skin. He was also looked almost asexual with his delicate features.
“Thanks.” Was the only thing he could come up with to say. Why the hell was the guy calling him Sir Riki. If his gang had heard that they would be laughing their ass’s off right about now. He looked over at Iason, it was really getting late and he had to find a way out of this.

“So listen, this has been fun and all but I really should be going. . .” Riki startled when he felt a firm grip wrap around his wrist as he had been turning towards the door.

“You won’t be going anywhere any time soon pet. Daryl, have you prepared the meal that I requested?”

“Yes Master Iason, shall I get it now?” Daryl said looking on with nervousness. It had been so long since the Master had, had a pet and he was uncomfortable knowing that it wasn’t just any pet, he was a mongrel. There was no telling what kind of trouble the pet would get into. There was no question that life in the penthouse was going to be very different from now on.

“Yes Daryl, and a glass of wine for me as well.”

Meanwhile, Riki had been trying to pull his arm free from the Blondies grasp that continued to tighten to the point of being painful. “Ow, fuck, are you trying to break my wrist damn it? Let me go.” he said trying in vain to break free.

“No pet. If you would stop struggling it wouldn’t hurt so much. Now, Daryl is bringing us our meal and we are going to sit down and eat. While we do so, I will explain more of what will be expected of you. Come and sit next to me here, if you promise to be still I will turn lose your arm.”

Riki didn’t know what to do. He really wanted the bastard to let go of his wrist, he could feel the bones rubbing together and his fingers had gone numb. The thought of a hot meal was tempting and he couldn’t think of any way to get himself out of this situation at the moment. So he stopped pulling away, he would play along for now.

“Whatever, just let go of my fucking arm.” he spat at Iason.

“Careful pet.” Iason said squeezing his wrist tighter still then releasing it. “That is no way to speak to your Master. However look that for now as you do not yet understand the proper way to speak to me. I will not always be so forgiving.”

“You call that forgiving? I thought you were going to break my wrist.” Riki said as he sat at the table. “So where’s the food, I’m starving.”

At that moment Daryl walked in carrying a tray covered with platters of food. The smell made Riki’s mouth water. There was more food here than Riki would normally eat in a week. Not waiting for Daryl to even finish setting everything on the table, he grabbed a buttery roll, tearing it in half and shoved it in his mouth. He proceeded to fill his plate high with a little of everything. Some of the dishes he had never seen before but he was more than willing to try it all.

Iason looked on, torn between disgust and utter mirth. Is pet must have truely been hungry. In the end he settled on smiling indulgently. There was enough time later to work on table manners. After all, he planned on keeping this strange little pet for a very long time. He sat watching Riki for a few minutes, sipping his wine and then asked, “Is everything to your liking pet? Daryl can get anything else that you might desire.”

Riki had been so lost, enjoying the wonderful meal, that he choked when Iason spoke to him. He reacher for his glass of water and had to take several large gulps before he was able to answer.

“Oh no, this is great. Do you eat like this all the time? All the food here would normally feed me for more than a week.” He continued to eat, enjoying all the rich, hot food that was so unfamiliar to him.

Iason was rather shocked. He knew that Riki hadn’t had an easy life in the slums. He hadn’t realized it was as bad as that though. The thought of his pet going hungry made his chest tighten. But look at how he’s eating, as if he hasn’t had a decent meal in a long time. He decided then and there that he would never withhold food from his pet as a punishment.

“Yes pet, you will never want for food as long as you are here. You only need ask and it will be provided for you. Tell me, do you have any favorites? Perhaps something special Daryl can make for breakfast in the morning?” Knowing that Riki may have to do without even basic needs made him furious. There was no reason that anyone should have to go without proper food. However this wants the time to dwell on such things. It was getting late and they still has much to discuss.

“Have you had enough to eat pet?” Iason asked Riki. “Some desert perhaps?”

“I couldn’t eat another bite. I don’t think I’ve ever been so full, but it all tasted so good , I couldn’t help myself. I won’t be able to eat again for a week.” Riki responded and then pulled out a pack of cigarettes. “So what now, you said you were going to explain things to me but you just sat there and watched me eat. You didn’t even touch your food. That’s such a waist. Hey, you don’t mind if I smoke do you?” He said then lit one taking a long pull and blowing it out slowly as he slumped in his chair.

Iason scowled. “There is no smoking in the house, however, if you must you may do so outside on the balcony. Let me show you.”

He stood making his way through a large open livingroom. Daryl had been waiting for his Master and the pet to finish and rushed to ask if there was anything else they would be needing. Iason stopped to answer the furniture while he poured himself another glass of wine at the bar in the corner of the room.

“Daryl, if you would lay out something for Riki to wear after his bath, you may finish your other duties and then retire for the evening. Dinner was wonderful as usual.”

Daryl Knew that his Master had not touched his food but was flattered by the praise none the less. He left to do as he was told, wondering the whole time if things would continue to be calm and quiet in the house for much longer.




A/N: I really should have warned everyone at the beginning of the first chapter that this is my very first attempt at writing. I’m so excited about this but I’m also very scared, worried, freaked out. You never really understand how much work this is until you do it and I tip my hat to all the authors out there that have been doing this for years and to the ones that haven’t. The main reason I wanted to leave this note was to give a little background to this story so that people don’t get to confused by the warnings. The AU is mainly because this won’t just be a different version of the original story, as you saw with the first chapter. Iason and Riki may seem almost in character to start off but that will change in a major way later on. I don’t want to give to much away so I’ll stop for now.

Also, a HUGE thanks to those that reviewed. You have no idea how excited I was. Thank you so much for the kind things you said and your interest.