No Turning Back

I Will Make It Right


Iason left first thing in the morning, but as he had said before, he would take Riki everywhere with him even to work. Riki had been coming with Iason now for the last two weeks. Iason told Riki he had to wait outside while he went to speak with Jupiter. Riki nodded, not caring and Iason hooked Riki’s chains up to the wall. A little ways down the hall were Jupiter’s doors. Riki could see the huge doors from where he stood as the hall way was very long. Iason left him by an open window in case he wanted to smoke. Toma was there today since Iason had to go speak with Jupiter and Iason wouldn't be able to watch him.


“Now be good my pet and you will never have to worry about doing anything against my will again.” Riki thought that sounded wrong, but he'd rather be under Iason’s will than Jupiter’s.


“Yeah, yeah whatever you say Is- Master,” Riki said, catching himself and watching Iason’s hand going toward his taming stick. There were guards everywhere, not to mention all the Elite walking by. Riki had no room for error here.


“Remember, I told you you have to be extra good here. One mistake and your bottom will be broken and you’ll prefer to stand over sitting for a long time,” Iason said holding his chin firmly, looking at the mongrel's beautiful face.


“Yes Master,” he said and kissed his lips lightly. Iason smiled and pat him on the face.


“I will be back. I don’t know how long, Jupiter may be swift or I may have to debate. So I will be back. Don’t worry though, be good Riki and mind Toma,” he waved a finger at him and walked down the hall. Riki watched him walk elegantly with one hand on his hip. He watched his hips sway and his long golden hair passing lightly over his very tight buttocks in his nice skin tight suit.


“Oh that is one fine ass, don’t you think Toma?” Riki said rubbing his hands, not able to tear his gaze away from it.


“Sir Riki,” Toma said blushing some. He thought Iason was beautiful, but his heart was for Tai and only Tai. “That's not my place to say,” he answered, shaking his head.


“Oh please,” Riki said sitting on the window sill crossing his arms. It was a nice, warm, sunny day out and he liked the cool breeze that blew on his back and through his hair. His chains jingled around him, settling on the ground next to him.


“Sir Riki please, I don’t think Master Iason would want you sitting on the window sill like that. It's dangerous, you could fall,” Toma said putting his hands on his hips, hoping Riki would listen and not be stubborn.


“Toma I'm not going to fall. I sit on the balcony railing all the time. I have pretty good balance you know,” Riki replied giving him a defiant look, seeming to not have any plans on moving.


Toma wasn't like Daryl, he never took Riki’s crap as he had dealt with many naughty pets, some far naughtier than Riki. He took the chain and wrapped it around his hand and with all his strength, which was a lot since Furniture are bred to be strong, he yanked Riki off the window sill with much force and pulled him to his body. “Riki, you better not try pushing it here. Iason is going in there for you you know. The least you can do is try and respect me and not get in trouble. I'm only trying to help,” Toma said. Riki pushed away from Toma and went and leaned on the wall.


“Fine, fine, whatever you say.” He was dressed in black denim pants that had no buttons so if Iason wanted to pull them off, he didn't have to worry about buttons. They hung loose on his hips as it was. He wore a black tank top as well, also easy to remove if he so wished. People would pass by Riki in the hall, looking at him and whispering about him. It took all Riki had not to lash back at them for staring. Toma had to then hold Riki with his face toward the wall in order for him not to cuss out every Elite that passed by.


“Sir Riki please clam down,” he said soothingly into his ear and stroked his head.

Riki spoke into Toma’s ear, “I wish Iason would hurry up. This is so trying for me.” He broke away from Toma. He took out a cigarette and lit it and puffed the smoke out the window. That helped to calm his nerves. “That's better. I should be okay for now,” he said smiling at Toma who shook his head at the silly mongrel.


Meanwhile


Iason always liked to pour himself a glass of wine before entering Jupiter’s Sanctum. As always, he gave a charming bow before the computer digitized god. “Greetings Iason my dear, you seem troubled.”


Iason looked up at the computer images with the same seductive look he always did when he wanted something from Jupiter. “Yes, I am. I have come to speak with you on a mere matter to you, but it is of great importance to me.”


“Yes, so please speak. Tell me what is on your mind, my Golden Angel. Please sit.” The computer hand pointed to the only chair in the center of the room.


“It is about Riki, my Lord. I have done what you have asked for three weeks. I can’t take him back to Pet Stage again. I beg that you do not ask me too again. I want to do your will, but I also don’t want to cause Riki any more pain, as he does not like being with females and we both found this to be insulting my Lord,” he spoke as though he was apologizing. Only Iason could get away with speaking words like this to Jupiter.


It seemed Jupiter was coming to some logical answer. Only Iason and Raoul could understand Jupiter’s language. To the normal ear, Jupiter would sound like a lot of digital beeping sounds, high pitched and some low pitched. That is all anyone would understand. Iason understood Jupiter just fine, as if Jupiter spoke as plain as day. “I'm sorry this has displeased you Iason. You have done as I ask, so don’t fret my Golden Angel. You will have your precious pet to yourself. After all it is the least I can do for my most beloved Blondie,” Jupiter finally answered after what seemed to be a lot of absorbing of what Iason had asked of the master computer.


“Thank you my Lord,” he said with a bow, feeling much better now and he knew Riki would be feeling better as well. He came out of the room with his empty wine glass and set it on the table next to the doors. When he came out he saw Toma was sitting there with a bleeding lip with the chain around his neck attached to the wall. He rushed over. “What happened? Where is Riki?!” Iason said shaking the already badly wounded smaller boy.


“My Master, I couldn't stop them. They came in the window and as you know, not many people come down this way. It was lunch so no one was around! They beat me and stole the key and unhooked Riki and took him out the window into their hover car.” Toma’s mouth was bleeding very badly. As he spoke blood came rushing out. “I tried to stop them, there were too many my Master. Please don’t be cross with me. I'm sorry,” he said crying and grasping Iason’s robes.


“What did they look like?” he asked as he unhooked him from the chains.


“One had long brown hair and sharp blue eyes. They hooked their own chain to Riki’s collar my lord,” Toma answered and Iason knew right away who the kidnapper was.


“Don’t worry Toma, I know who it was and they will be sorry.” Iason carried Toma to the car and got him an ice pack for his lip. Iason headed for his home to make a few calls so he could get his Riki back and get that bastard who stole him. He would surely pay!