No Turning Back

Disclaimer/Warning: (I did not write or create these characters, but I fell in love with the story and could not help but create my own adventurers with Iason and Riki as I have fallen for these two characters. Now some things may be different, like how I explained Jupiter, it might not be right but that’s alright. Some things may be out of character so forewarning on that. I have made the Blondies immortal so if you don’t like that idea I warned you. Also I tried my hardest on the spelling and grammar so if you can’t stand a story with bad grammar and spelling, turn back now. Also I know I won’t make any money off of this story nor will I try. Anyway I hope someone likes this, but if not that’s alright. I originally intended to never so show this to anyone so here I go; a leap in the dark! ::closes eyes and jumps in::)

No Turning Back


Forever and Ever


Riki the Dark was the leader of a gang called Bison. They lived in the Slums of Ceres on a far off planet called Amoi in another galaxy where the universe and Gods were different; where things that would not be accepted on Earth were accepted on this planet that was ruled by a computer. The God, Jupiter, who created the planet had made a computer simulation of itself. That way the spirit could interact with its people without destroying them with its might.

The God had created these beautiful creatures called Blondies, they were basically Her angels. The most beloved of the Angel’s was Iason Mink. The Blondies had wills of there own, and Jupiter let the creatures do what they wanted with the people. As long as they were happy Jupiter was happy, though Iason sometimes seemed to be a little head strong, but that was how Jupiter likes him…

But this story does not start with Iason Mink who was a very powerful Blondie. Of course since Jupiter loved him the most, he would have the most power. He lived in a penthouse in the city of Eos; more like a pent mansion high up on Eos where he enjoyed all the finer things in life. He has never wanted for anything as he was rich and well loved by Jupiter, but he worked for his wealth. This was another thing Jupiter liked.
This story starts down in the slums of Ceres where everything seemed darker because the run down part of the city really had no lights. This story begins with Riki the Dark, and how he became the Elite Pet of Iason Mink.


He was walking out of the bar that he always went to with his gang which was following him. Guy was his paring partner. They held hands as they came from the bar. Riki walked with a cigarette between his lips which would be the last one, unless he decided to steal another pack, which was normally what he had to do. They stopped outside and Riki turned to his gang, taking his cigarette out of his mouth. “Hey, we’ll meet back here tomorrow alright?” As he spoke, smoke spilled from his mouth. He wanted some alone time with Guy, or made it seem that way.

“Alright Riki,” Luke said with a smile and walked off with the rest of the gang.

“Alright, alone at last,” Guy said as he pushed Riki up against a light pole that had burned out ages ago. Guy began to kiss him passionately; Riki ran his hands to Guy’s ass giving him a good squeeze.

“Well I’d better get to work if we want to keep our apartment,” Riki said, breaking the kiss.

“Yeah I know, what little piece of shit we do have anyway,” Guy sighed. They were both actually whores but the rest of the gang did not know that. They thought they got their money the same way they did, by stealing it. When they were together they normally did steal, but Riki and Guy where caught up with this awful pimp who wouldn’t get off their backs. No matter what they tried it never seemed enough. They normally could pay the pimp with what they stole, but they weren’t very good with stealing that week so Riki and Guy were going to have to sell themselves. That was the life of Mongrel. It was either steal to live or sell yourself to make enough money for food.

“You know what… I think I’m going to work the rich side of town tonight so we can pay off our fucking pimp too.” Riki kissed Guy on the cheek. “See you tomorrow baby.” They kissed once more and went their separate ways. Riki traveled to the rich side of town where the buildings had light, and the shop windows had things to buy in them. People walked by, looking down their noses at him. He had dirt on his face from the lack of water to his apartment; also just from living in the dirty part of town, dirt seemed to collect on people in the slums. He only paid twenty three credits for his place which was actually forty credits, it was enough just for a roof over their heads because the pimp would take the rest for himself.

He wore black pants with a hole in both knees and the back pocket was ripped open. His body was very fit though, taut and muscular. He could probably be a male model if he wanted or ever thought about doing something like that, but since he was left an orphan on the streets since he was four years old, he never thought of such things. He walked with his hands in his pockets looking for the right man to snag, but most of them steered clear of him. To these people he looked like trash rolling along the sidewalk. As he walked he didn’t look where he was going and ran right into someone, or they ran into him. Whoever it was they were bigger and knocked Riki to his ass.

“Watch where you’re going you filthy mongrel!” Riki looked up to see a blonde man towering over him looking very angry brushing himself off. He looked like he could kill Riki, he did back hand him. What right did he have to hit him!

Riki leaped up, he would never let anyone talk to him that way. Anger flashed in his almost black eyes. “Why don’t you watch where you’re going? You fucking Blondie pricks think you own the damn sidewalk too or something?” The corner of his mouth was bleeding from where he had gotten slapped.

“I won’t take such insults from a dirty mongrel like you,” he grabbed Riki by the hair as Riki was a lot smaller than the Blondie who threw him toward the wall like a rag doll. Riki yelped from pain. No one seemed to even care that the Blondie was going to kill Riki because there, his kind did not matter. They were like trash and as far as the people saw, this Blondie was just getting rid of good for nothing trash.

“Well I guess I am doing this place a favor by getting rid of you. You’ll be one less piece of street trash to worry about.” He took out a laser gun, there was no way he was going to get his hands any more dirty than he already had by gripping Riki’s hair.

Riki lay there, still feeling dizzy from hitting the wall. He felt something was wrong on the inside maybe. He thought this wasn’t right, why did he have to die like this? At least he got to say good-bye to Guy, though he would have rather of had ‘good bye sex’. He closed his eyes, waiting. “Now is this really necessary?” He heard a very smooth deep almost full of kindness voice travel to his ears.

“Oh, Mr. Mink,” he heard the Blondie say with a little shake in his voice. “Well he’s trash and he needs to be disposed of!” the man said, speaking up to the other man.

“What was his crime that he should be put down for?” Riki opened his eyes to see another Blondie standing there. He was beautiful; his hair was like no other color blonde Riki had ever seen. He was tall and very well built. He could tell because he wore a blue and white skin tight bodysuit, but he had on a blue cloak with white gloves. The other Blondie couldn’t really come up with anything to say. “I see then,” Mr. Mink replied, smiling.

‘That’s the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen,’ Riki thought. Then he cursed himself for thinking a damn Blondie was good looking! Then again they all were good looking, but that was beside the point. The other man just huffed off and left Mr. Mink to the mongrel without another word.

Mr. Mink took a look at the small mongrel that was still lying crumpled against the wall. He was dirty, that was for sure, but he could tell he was beautiful under the dirt. “Are you alright?” The Blondie had been looking for a pet, but not the kind that he would normally get at the Pet Academy. Not a pure breed, just for him. One that was tame and obedient and would obey his every whim, but one he could tame himself.

“Yes I think so, but my side hurts,” he said weakly, the man smiled and leaned down.

“I’ll take care of you now.” Riki liked the sound of that, though he had no idea what the Blondie meant at the time. He pulled out his communicator and called for his car to pick him up. It seemed to Riki it was there in no time, and the Blondie picked him up gently and placed him in the car. “Lift your shirt for me so I can see if you’re bruised, then we can tell if you have any broken ribs.” Riki nodded and lifted his shirt. The man looked, trying not to gasp at the lovely taut body before him. His face showed no sign that he liked what he saw. There were no signs of bruising, he felt his ribs, “I think you’ll be ok,” the Blondie said with a smile. Suddenly Riki’s stomach let out a growl, demanding food.

Riki grinned, putting a hand to his stomach. “Shut up you,” he said to his stomach. “Anyway Sir, I can repay you, free of charge, if you’re into this kind of thing. If not I’ll pay you back somehow for saving my life,” Riki said, perhaps let him fuck him for free because that was all he had to give.

“What makes you think I want such a thing from you?” the Blondie replied, not able to hide his smile as he sipped his wine.

“Sir I don’t have anything to give you besides sex. I’m sorry,” he said, he really wished he had a cigarette at the moment.

“Well I know what you can give me that I’ve been wanting for awhile, since you feel you’re indebted to me. First I’d like to know your name and age.” He had to make sure he was legal, which he was sure he was.

“Oh, my name is Riki the Dark. I’m sixteen years old, I think. It’s hard to keep track of the years out on the streets. I believe my sixteenth birthday just passed,” he responded scratching his head. “I mean, I can give you head free of charge for saving my life.” Riki thought that would be reasonable.

“No dear boy, I don’t want that. What I’d like is for you to live with me in my pent house and be my pet,” he said. Honestly he was going to make him his pet whether he liked it or not.

“A pet?” Riki asked, scratching his greasy head. He tilted his head questioningly.

“No not ‘a’ pet, ‘my’ pet. I would take care of you and you would stimulate yourself for me.” Riki thought the man sounded very perverted, though he did not understand his big words. Perhaps it would have been better if he had been shot.

“What does steam– you- ate mean?” he asked crossing his arms in front of him and tilting his head, looking at the Blondie in wonder as he did not know what he meant. It looked cute when he was curious.

The Blondie couldn’t help but smile. That must have been a big word for the mongrel. “Stimulate, and it means you will pleasure yourself in front of me when I want you to. Other than that, you will keep me company at my home when I want you after work, in the morning or whenever I want you.”

“Oh. How long will this be?” Riki wondered, again scratching his head. The Blondie was beginning to wonder if he had fleas. “Wha’s your name and age?” Riki asked. The man smiled thinking how funny that was. Now he wanted to know of him, it just sounded odd coming from the little mongrel. He really liked it, he could tell he was going to be a handful. That’s what he wanted. A fresh pet. He liked a challenge, this boy would most definitely be a challenge.

“As along as I want, my name is Iason Mink. And as far as my age goes I have been on this planet for a very long time now. I guess in your terms you would call me twenty five. That is what my body has been created to look like.”

“Alright,” Riki only agreed because he felt like he owed him and he did save his life. He had no idea what he was getting himself into.

“Wonderful. I’m glad you agreed,” Iason couldn’t be happier with the fact that he got himself a pet from the wild, so to say. Also Iason knew Riki didn’t know what he was getting himself into. He might be street smart, but he was not Elite smart. He knew Riki had no idea what went on with the Blondies. Perhaps only that they were powerful and ran the planet. Iason knew this was a twisted way to get something he wanted, by using someone’s lack of knowledge to his advantage. He always got what he wanted, and why should it stop with this little boy? They finally pulled up to a very tall building. As they got out, Iason smirked, watching as Riki looked up, up and up with an look of awe on his face.
“I’ve never seen buildings this tall before.” Iason took his hand before he collided with a trash can.

“Well you’ll get used to it soon Riki.” If Iason wasn’t wearing gloves he would be able to feel how dirty Riki’s hands were. He led Riki into the building that had a huge lobby with a massive fountain in the middle and a huge crystal chandelier hanging over it.

Everyone nodded or greeted Iason who just waved at them or nodded back. They sneered at Riki, he seemed like a little dust ball on Iason’s heels. Riki felt very out of place already. When he saw someone scowling, he snapped at them, “What the fuck are you gawking at fucker!” he growled, lunging at the lady who gasped in shock.

“Riki,” Iason said firmly, trying to keep back a laugh. The woman looked very upset at Iason who had a good hold on him.

“How rude,” she scoffed, coming over to them. “Iason, I don’t think you should be dragging this filth along.” Iason didn’t even know this lady, but it was normal for everyone to know him.

“My apologies, thank you for your opinion. Have a nice day,” Iason said with a nod and an amused look in his eyes, also somewhat annoyed. He disliked people telling him to do anything, most of all when it came to his private life.

“You’re going to let him get away with that!” she called after them, but Iason ignored her.

They came to gold plated elevators. They stepped in and were surrounded by mirrors. Riki got to see himself properly for the first time. “Holy mother fucking shit!” he gawked at himself in the mirror. Then looking at Iason who looked very clean and bright, “No actually holy shit is cleaner than me,” he said trying to brush the dirt from his face, all that seemed to do was spread it around. “No wonder that bitch was staring.”

“Now don’t be silly. All you need is a nice bath and you’ll be alright.” Iason couldn’t help but take pity for the boy; there was no way he would let him know. The elevator stopped at the top floor where they walked to the end of the hall. The door to the pent house looked very fancy. It was a marble door with diamonds from Aristia, another planet, weaved around it. Riki’s mouth hung open. The door slid open, causing Riki to jump. He’d never seen so much high tech stuff before, only heard of it as mere stories. As they walked in, the hall was grand with high pillars and the room was well decorated with art from the old times, Iason had a fancy for art. There were pictures on the walls of nude people making love, and beautiful plants lined the walls. There was a grand doorway which they walked through and there was a bar to the left, the counter was made of a fine marble that had beautiful crystal glasses lined up in a cabinet behind it and all kinds of wines. There was a chair next to the grand fire place and a door to the right leading to the dining room next to the living room. There was another door off the grand hallway that led to the bed chambers to the left. The hall kept on weaving and had many hidden passages. The place looked so clean and bright, it was as if Riki was on another planet.

“Greetings Iason –sama,” Riki jumped, he didn’t see the black haired boy come in. He looked a little smaller than him and he was pretty cute Riki thought.

“Ah, Daryl. This is my new pet, introduce yourself,” Iason stepped aside to reveal Riki who had been standing behind him. Riki had never felt shy before, but being in a place like this suddenly made him very self conscious.

“Um, I’m Riki,” he squeaked out then hid behind Iason again. Iason laughed.

“Riki you might as well get use to Daryl. He’s going to be your caretaker. He is my furniture,” he said effortlessly pulling Riki in front of him. “Well Daryl, it looks like you’re going to have your work cut out for you. But I trust you’ll let me know when you’re done. Then he can have his supper.”

Daryl nodded his head and bowed thinking to himself, ‘Wow what a dirty person.’ But of course he made no sign of what he thought. “Yes Iason-sama. Follow me Sir Riki.” Riki was surprised to be called ‘sir’. The only names he normally got were the not so nice ones. Riki didn’t move until Iason nudged him.

“It’ll be alright, trust me.” The warm breath on his ear sent chills down his spine, he followed after Daryl. Daryl led him to the bathroom which was very extravagant. It had a huge bathtub and shower, the handles to the bath where made of diamonds and the showerhead was made of crystal. Daryl seemed like he knew what he was doing and didn’t even seem to be nervous or think much of coming over to Riki. Though he did have somewhat of a shy demeanor, he seemed to have done this many times.

“Pardon me Sir Riki, but I’m going to have to undress you now.”

“What for?” Riki asked, wringing his hands. He was so nervous he couldn’t think straight let alone stand still.

“For the bath of course Sir Riki.” Riki nodded and Daryl set to work undoing his pants that didn’t seem to have much of a hold on Riki’s hips as it was. They fell easily down his nice slim hips. He pulled off his shirt. Riki had tan skin, or was that dirt? Daryl couldn’t tell yet. He had a very nice, smooth, hard looking chest and very fine cut abs. Daryl didn’t seem to care that Riki was naked at all as he started the bathwater; though Riki was very unmistakably beautiful.

“So… um, what’s your name?” Riki shivered some now that he was standing there naked.

“Oh, my name is Daryl sir. Please tell me if the water is to your liking.” Daryl seemed to be more set on business than chit-chat. Riki didn’t really understand Daryl’s meaning, so he walked to the bath and put his foot into it. It felt very good so he climbed into the water dying the whole thing a dark brown.

“Oh this water feels wonderful,” he sighed. Daryl couldn’t hold back a look of surprise when he saw how dirty the water had become.

“Well it seems I have my work cut out for me,” Daryl said with a small smile and set to work turning coal into a diamond.

Iason had gone into Daryl’s room to look for something for Riki to wear until the clothes he wanted for him came. He picked out blue jeans and a black t-shirt that Daryl only wore if he had free time. He knocked on the door with the clothes slung over one arm. Daryl appeared at the doorway, Riki was now in the shower so Iason couldn’t see him.

“Yes Iason-sama?” he asked with a bow.

“I brought him some of your clothes until the ones I ordered for him come in tomorrow. So how is everything going?” he asked as he handed him the garments.

“Oh he’s very good Master. He didn’t know what a bath was but that’s alright. Would you like to see him now? Though he’s not quite ready…” Daryl asked, still with his eyes on the floor before his mighty Blondie master.

“No I can wait thank you.” Iason went back to the sitting room. Maybe he couldn’t wait.

He sat waiting, drinking his wine and reading a book. Finally Daryl came out of the bathroom and down the hallway.

“Master, he’s ready,” he looked behind him to see that Riki had not followed him. He looked back into the bathroom. “Riki come on out. It’s alright,” he beckoned him. Riki did come out with his head down looking at his feet as Daryl led him back to the mighty Blondie that to him looked like a god sitting there as the light in the room seemed to dance in his golden hair.

Iason knew he would be beautiful even though he was wearing a black t-shirt and tight jeans that cupped his package. Since Daryl had nothing in that area he could wear tight jeans. Riki seemed very uncomfortable as the black t-shirt hugged his muscles. Both were a little snug on him. Iason thought he looked sexy and he felt himself stir in his loins. He never thought a pet would do that to him so quickly, then again he was not bred to be a pet. Iason stood up and walked around him. Riki felt like he was being looked at as if he were meat or something.

“You clean up very nicely; I assume you would like to have something to eat?”

“Food would be nice,” Riki nodded frantically. He probably seemed very much like a mongrel right then. They sat down at the table which was huge and had lots of food on it. “Holy fucking wow!” he said, very impressed. He started to eat what was on his plate without his fork, knife or spoon.

“Oh good heavens Riki. You don’t have any manners at all. Don’t you know how to you use a fork?” Iason was very appalled by the display; he knew he had a lot of work to do with this mongrel.

“Yes, I’m sorry,” he said grabbing his fork. He began to shovel in the food again.

“If you eat too fast, you’re going to be sick,” Iason warned him.

“Get off my fucking back. Damn I ain’t had nothing to eat for three weeks,” he said with his mouth full, not even looking up from his plate. Daryl couldn’t believe he spoke to Iason like that. He couldn’t suppress a gasp.

Iason sighed, he could feel his blood boiling. No one ever dared to speak to him that way. “Well that is most unfortunate, but you need not worry about that any longer. I suppose after dinner I will train you to be a proper pet.” He decided and began to eat more of his food in a very elegant manner.

Riki shrugged, all he cared about at the moment was cleaning his plate and eating as much as he could. He still didn’t understand that he was in way over his head now. Nor did he know what Iason meant by training him to be a proper pet.

“Alright,” Iason began as they now sat in Riki’s new room, which he thought was awesome. It had a huge soft bed and a huge closet that would soon have clothes in it and a mirror, but not too much was in the room. “Now I will tell you all the responsibilities of a pet.”

“Right,” Riki nodded, his hair looked so silky now that it had been washed and Daryl had trimmed it out of his eyes. Riki was already mimicking Iason on how he sat. Iason thought that was very amusing.

“Well to be honest you just do anything and everything I tell you to do,” Iason sat in the chair in the bedroom while Riki sat with his legs crossed on the bed.

“Oh, so you mean I’m like your servant. How long am I going to be indebted to you?” Riki wanted to know, but he didn’t know if he liked that look in Iason’s eyes. Maybe he should have been shot, he thought.

“As I said, you’ll be with me as long as I want you to be. Now then, what a pet does as I’ve said before, is pleasure yourself before me or do as I command in how you touch your body.” Iason had a hint of lusty perversion in his eyes; Riki pulled his knees to his chin.

“When do you want me to do that?” he asked, cocking his head to the side. If he only had to touch himself that wouldn’t be very bad. Better than always getting raped by damn men. Touching himself wouldn’t be that bad if that was all he had to do.

“Whenever I tell you to do it,” Riki thought this Blondie was funny when he smirked.

“You sure do sound like someone who gets their way all the time,” Riki said, putting chin on his knees now.

“Of course I do. I am the head of this Quadrant,” Iason responded, uncrossing his legs.

“Oh wow, really?” Riki looked down at his bare feet on the bed. What had he gotten himself into? He thought the whole thing was fucked up. He would play along for now because he still felt like he owed Iason. As soon as he got whatever he wanted out of him he would split.

“For now I want you to go to sleep. Rest, and tomorrow you will officially start as my pet. If you have any more questions feel free to ask me or Daryl.” Iason sat, waiting for Riki if he had anything to ask.

“So you’re saying all I do is whack myself off for you and that’s it?”

“Yes, that is all,” Iason said with a nod.

“That’s weird,” Riki couldn’t help but speak what was on his mind. “So am I like, your sex slave?” He didn’t know if he liked it when Iason nodded.

“Yes kind of. Only you will be pleasuring yourself for me,” Iason tried to explain to him.

“So you don’t touch me… and I don’t touch you?” Riki continued, cocking an eyebrow.

“That’s right. And you may perform for other people as well, say if I have a party or a friend who comes over that might want some entertainment as well.”

“Oh now that’s fucked up. I don’t think I want to do it for other people too, though I don’t know if I really feel comfortable doing this for you either,” he admitted out loud.

“That’s what a pet does, Pet,” Iason stood up. Riki thought he was very tall, but so beautiful. He wouldn’t have minded just servicing him and going on his way.

“I thought pets were animals. Well, that’s what they are where I come from anyway, not humans.” Iason thought Riki was becoming bolder. No one ever spoke to him like that before.

“Well you’re my pet and pets are very common among the Blondies. There is a Pet Academy and people are bred for the services of a pet. I wanted a wild pet. I didn’t want one that was bred for me out of the academy. I always liked the different and new, that’s why I want you as my pet. You’re different, mysterious and beautiful. I look forward to you copulating for me.”

“Well how is me pleasuring myself in front of you paying you back? I mean, would it not make sense if I just gave you head or let you fuck me so you got something out of it too?”

“You silly lad. Don’t you get it? You’re not paying me back, you’re going to be my pet. You’re going to live here with me and do as I command. Yes I saved your life but that’s because you’re beautiful and I wanted you and I want you still.”

Riki didn’t say anything now, though he thought all of this was fucking stupid. He was going to give Iason one show, that was all. He made up his mind. After tomorrow he was going to be out of there. He wasn’t going to be anyone’s damn pet. Fuck that, he thought. He had to get back to Guy, he couldn’t stay there.

“So do you have anything else to say before you sleep?” Iason asked as he headed toward the door.

“No, Iason,” he replied shaking his head.

“Alright, if you need anything, press the button next to your bed and Daryl will tend to you. Goodnight Riki.” Iason nodded and left Riki alone in the bedroom. The door hummed as it shut with a click.

Riki laid down, it was a nice bed he thought. He hadn’t ever laid on a bed that soft! He couldn’t help but fall asleep within minutes.

The next day he heard Daryl’s voice calling into his ear, “Wake up Sir Riki. I have drawn your bath and breakfast will be done when you get out.” Riki opened his eyes. He couldn’t believe he was still there. He thought it was all some kind of weird dream he’d had. Daryl was very close to him, he had very big green eyes and he thought Daryl was going to kiss him.

“Daryl, do you not know the meaning of personal space?” Riki asked with a smirk. He yawned as he sat up. The covers fell away from his shirtless chest; he was naked because he couldn’t sleep in those tight jeans.

“Well I have to do something to wake up the pet, though most of the time I would get hit for being that close. You’re a very nice pet, so far anyway, if you don’t mind me saying that Sir Riki,” Daryl said bowing his head to him.

“Oh no of course not, I like you Daryl. So far you’re very sweet; thanks for letting me borrow your clothes.” He stood up, his body was beautiful and it did have a little tan to it. Daryl couldn’t help but take a glance at his penis which had morning wood; it was a very nice size. Riki noticed the longing in his eyes but mistook it for something else as he of course did not know Daryl’s secret.

“Hey, want to take the bath with me? You can suck me off if you want to.”

Daryl turned a bright red. “No sir, come along now. Don’t be silly,” he replied waving the idea away. Riki followed Daryl to the bathroom down the hallway still wearing nothing. “I’m telling you, you should have put on the robe.” They walked into the bathroom. Luckily Iason didn’t see Riki walking around in the nude or he might have become cross with Daryl for not being able to control Riki.

“Well why did you look at my cock for so long? If you don’t want to suck it, come on, just take a bath with me. Please?” Riki asked as he sat down in the warm water, sighing again.

“I can’t unless I ask Iason-sama. And I know he would say no and that I must get you clean so you can have your breakfast,” Daryl responded, getting soap on the wash cloth. He began to scrub Riki’s back and arms.

“Well if you’re hard I can get you off then. Iason doesn’t have to know,” Riki said with a wink. Okay so maybe Riki was a little whore, but that’s all he knew all his life, and he though Daryl was very sexy.

“Oh no. Master would surely find out. You don’t know if he’s watching right now,” Daryl shook his head, his shoulder length black hair swayed back and forth as he replied. “Besides,” he said with a sad smile, “I can’t get hard and you could never suck me off, even if Iason said yes. Which he wouldn’t because he knows something about me that you don’t.” Daryl avoided eye contact with Riki now.

“What are you saying you have master stamina?” It would never cross Riki’s mind that Daryl had been modified. Where he comes from nothing like that would ever happen, or even cross someone’s mind. Except maybe someone cutting someone else’s balls off before they died, or something; as an insult.

“No, no sir. You obviously don’t know anything about this world you’re coming into do you Sir Riki?” Daryl washed him clean and even shaved his face for him, though he didn’t really have too much to shave.

“No Daryl I don’t,” Riki looked at him with a shrug.

“Well perhaps I’ll save telling you about me for later, if you care to know. Right now, you need to go to the master. First, put on your new clothes,” Daryl held out little black shorts for him to step into.

“What the hell is that?” Riki demanded to know.

“They’re your new clothes. Now please, Sir Riki. Master Iason is waiting.” Daryl was growing impatient because he knew Iason was too.

“Clothes my ass! They look like they’re a little small, and more like underwear. You’re kidding right? Is there more? That has to be just my underwear.”

“No, this is what master wants you to wear. I’m sorry Sir Riki, but you must wear these,” he tried to convince him.

“How about I just go out naked?” Riki would rather be naked than wear that damn thing called clothing.

“Please I’m begging you Sir Riki,” Daryl was honestly pleading with him, Riki was very stubborn. He swallowed his pride and thought, one time, and he would be out of there anyway. So he might as well keep playing.

“Fuck it! Fine,” he stepped into the shorts that came to his mid thigh. As he did, Iason appeared at the door.

“Is everything alright in here?” Iason asked, leaning on the door frame and crossing his arms.

“Yes Iason-Sama. Everything is alright now,” Daryl said jumping, he didn’t hear him come in as he had his back to the door.

“Good. Now Riki, you must mind Daryl from now on is that understood? No more giving him a hard time alright?” Iason ordered, walking over to him and tilting his chin so he could look into those black eyes and so Riki could look into those sharp blue pools.

Riki had a sudden urge to spit on this Blondie. He was such a bastard he thought, remembering all the things he had told him yesterday, about how he was his sex slave and all that damn shit. “Yes Iason,” he said, not able to turn his face away until Iason let him.

“Good boy. Now come, lets get something to eat,” Iason smiled but it seemed wicked to Riki. He shuddered when Iason stroked his face; his hand was so gentle and warm. Iason let him go and they went into the dinning room again and Riki ate another big meal. He was going to try and sneak some food to Guy and maybe find something valuable he could sell for more food later.

Now it was after breakfast and Iason sat in his chair with a wine glass in hand. Riki stood before him now, “Alright Riki, now I want you to pull down your shorts first and turn around so I can get a good look at your backside. I need to look you over anyway.” Iason’s voice was clouding with desire to see him completely naked.

Riki couldn’t help but feel a little ashamed. He shook as he stood there, he did not want to do this. He hated always using his body like that, but what else could he do? “Now Riki. Do as I tell you,” he could hear the impatience in Iason’s voice.

“Alright, alright calm down. Damn,” he said with a little snappiness in his voice. He turned around slowly and slid his shorts down. Iason got hard right away at the view of Riki’s very fine, hard, tight looking ass. Iason couldn’t help but lick his lips as he looked at his delicious asshole that looked so small. He wondered how tight he would be. He shook the thought away because taking a pet was forbidden.

“Now spread your cheeks open some for me,” he could still look anyway; even if he couldn’t touch, well he could if he wanted too. Riki did as he was asked, though it was kind of hard to do standing up. “Oh how lovely,” Iason breathed. “Now turn around so I can see your body.” Riki stood up straight and Iason got his fill of Riki’s nice chiseled body, his penis was large and standing. “Nice very nice,” Riki could feel Iason’s eyes fucking him. He told himself he hated all rich people now; or anyone in power because they could do this to people who are less fortunate than them. He hid his expression from Iason. He felt sick doing this. He always hated whoring but at least the man just fucked him and got it over with. “Now grip your shaft and start to stroke yourself,” he watched as Iason took out his own penis. Riki couldn’t help when his eyes grew wide at the sight of Iason’s very large, monstrous penis.

Riki did as he was told. “Now turn around and get on your hands and knees and spread your legs so I can see you jerking yourself off.” Iason was already stroking himself, feeling he was near. Riki again did as he was told and jerked off while Iason did as well. Riki held in his moans. “Now stick a finger into your rectum while you jerk yourself off,” Iason ordered, licking his lips as he kept stroking himself. Riki licked his finger then stuck it into his opening. No matter what, it was starting to feel very good. He couldn’t help but moan a little and gasp as he started to finger and jerk himself off at the same time. “Oh, that’s a good boy. Keep that up,” he heard Iason whisper to him. Iason was about to cum now and Riki, even though he was nervous, knew he wouldn’t last long.

“I’m sorry, I’m not going to last,” Riki warned and he came way before Iason was ready.

“That’s alright, lie on your back and spread your legs. Keep fingering your ass until I get off,” Iason commanded him. Riki continued to do what he was told and kept on fucking himself in the ass. Finally Iason came with a grunt. He sat forward and then sat back again with a contented sigh. “That was alright, but I’m going to have to modify you so you can’t cum unless I’m ready for you to.” Daryl handed Iason a towel and handed Riki one as well.

“Wait, that’s fucked up. Control how I cum?” Riki asked, trying to comprehend that.

“Yes. I can’t talk with you anymore about this for I have to work. Daryl will take care of you now. I’ll be home for dinner Daryl. Riki, you’ve been a good boy,” he said petting him on the face. So he would be able to make his getaway when Iason left. That was perfect.

“Yes Iason-sama,” Daryl bowed his head and Iason left the two to themselves.

“So what do you do all day? And why did Iason call you a damn piece of furniture?” Riki wondered, following Daryl toward the cleaning room.

Daryl couldn’t help but chuckle at how Riki phrased it. “Well, I clean and make dinner and do any errands that Iason-sama asks of me. And of course, take care of the pet.” He got a feather duster so he could dust Iason’s art. He did that while Riki followed him around. It was funny Daryl thought. Pets normally ignored the furniture unless they wanted something. “Also I’m modified incase I might get any ideas with the master’s pet, so any ideas, stay an idea.” He turned to see the bewildered look on Riki’s face and couldn’t help but smile.

“Are you a robot or something? How can you be ‘modified’ unless you’re a robot?” Riki asked perplexed as he scratched his head.

“No, how can I put this… I don’t have male parts. That’s why you couldn’t suck me off or do anything of that nature with me.” He was done with the dusting in no time since there was hardly any as it was.

“What? But you look like a man to me, or a male. How can you not have the parts?” Now Riki was becoming freaked out about it.

“Well you see, I was bred into the life of servitude, either to be a pet or to be furniture. The master who chose me at the age of ten, decided he wanted me as his furniture so they took it from me. I’ve been neither male nor female for five years now.” He had never felt comfortable talking about this with anyone before, but it seemed okay to tell Riki.

“Took what?” Riki could be thick sometimes or when he wanted to be, he still wasn’t quite sure what he meant.

Daryl sighed. “Fine I’ll show you. I mean, what the hell?” He was getting a little frustrated.

“Calm down, it’s ok. I promise,” Riki said, patting him on the arm.

“Please forgive me Sir Riki. This is just a very touchy subject that I don’t normally speak to anyone about. If you’ll follow me to my chambers I’ll show you what I mean.” He walked to his bedroom which was nice as well but pretty much the same as the pet’s, only his had a window in it.

“So you live here with Iason?” Riki asked shivering as his little black shorts didn’t provide any warmth for him.

“Of course I do. He’s my master. I’m here for him whenever he wants me to be. Now I warn you, this may be alarming. Are you sure you want to see?”

“Yes I’m sure,” Riki nodded not really sure. Daryl nodded then lifted up his brown robes. Riki blinked a moment, trying to figure if he was seeing things right or not seeing.

“See nothing,” he pat himself. Riki couldn’t believe it, there was nothing there.

“How the fuck are you supposed to pee?” he asked with shock in his voice. Daryl smiled as he dropped his robe.

“It channels through my rectum so you don’t ever have to be worried about me, Sir Riki.”

“Oh, to bad. I think you’re hot,” Riki said with a wink. “Anyway, I’m out of here,” Riki said running out of the bedroom and down the hall toward the door. He wasn’t going to hang around with freaks who like to cut boys cocks off any longer than he had to.

He stood at the door trying to find the knob, but there was none. “Open door! Open!” he pounded his fist on it.

“Sir Riki, please, what are you doing? I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you!” Daryl said, afraid he was going to get in trouble by Iason since he pissed Riki off.

“No it’s not you. I’m just getting the hell out of here Daryl. Fuck this place, now let me out Daryl. Come on, please,” Riki leaned on the door, his heart was racing. He was desperate to get away.

“No way! Master would surly beat me within an inch of my life. Sorry Sir Riki,” Daryl replied with a bow.

“Really? Ok, well, I’ll find my own way out then,” Riki looked around and found a computer terminal. He began hitting random buttons since he couldn’t read them.

“Sir Riki you’re not allowed near there. Please, I beg you!” Daryl pulled Riki away by the hand.

“Fuck you Daryl. I’m getting out of here!” Riki ripped his arm from Daryl’s grasp. Finally Riki hit a button that made the door pop open. He pushed Daryl down and made his way down the hallway, still in his skimpy shorts. He couldn’t care less. All he knew was he wanted his freedom.

Daryl called Iason filled with dread. Iason was very angry, he said he would be there as soon as he could and Daryl knew it would be his ass. Iason told Daryl to try and catch him and to get Katze to help. Daryl did as he was told and Katze arrived quickly. Daryl and Katze didn’t have to go far because Riki couldn’t figure out how to get the elevator open; he had hid behind a pillar. He peeked around it to see that it seemed Katze was out of sight, or to Riki, the buff man with auburn, neck length hair, he was sexy too Riki thought. He didn’t even hear him come up behind him. The man slapped a collar with a chain on it around Riki’s neck from behind. All Riki had time to do was feel the cold steal clasp around his throat. He spun around to see the tall man looking down on him.

“So your Sir Iason’s pet,” he tried to make a run for it but Katze pulled back on the chain. “No, you’re not going anywhere but back to the pent house,” Katze said picking the kicking mongrel up under his arm.

“Let me go! Let me go you mother fucker,” Riki yelled, still kicking, but the man was very strong and he had a firm grip on him.

“No, I’m sorry. I can’t do that,” Katze shook his head. Daryl opened the door for Katze. By now Iason had come home. He stood with his hands on his hips. He wore a black body suite with a red vest and a red cape and black gloves. He didn’t look too happy.

“Riki what do you think you were doing trying to run away?” Iason took Riki from under Katze’s arm and chained him to a pole on the wall.

“I don’t want to be your pet. I don’t want to have these dam chains on and I don’t want to be here anymore. I hate it here. Let me go you fucker!!!” Riki cried, pulling on the collar in vain. “Take these damn chains off of me right now!” he demanded, he tugged at the chain also to no avail.

“Riki, I’m going to give you five minutes to calm down. And if you’re not calm in five minutes, I’m going to punish you.” Iason was very annoyed since he had been called out of a meeting for this.

“Fuck you. I ain’t calming down you fucking Blondie prick. Taking people for your pet and cutting off people’s sexual organs. It’s psycho, crazy! Also I didn’t want to be a pet. I just did it to repay you. Now you took advantage of me because I was poor and had no money. I had to go because you picked me up. You’re a fucking sadistic perverted bastard. I wish you never came along, that way at least I would be dead rather than you’re fucking pet stuck on some fucking leash, treated worse then a dog! Which, by the way, a dog is a pet. Not a person! Let me go, fuck you! Just because you’re a Blondie you think you have the right to just pull anyone off the street and make them your fucking pet? Well fuck that and fuck you!” Riki was raving like a wild animal; he kind of looked like one too. His dark eyes flashed with anger. He kept bearing his teeth and growling as he spoke. Perhaps he was a mongrel, but he’d rather be a free mongrel than a mongrel on a leash!

Iason felt he gave Riki a good amount of time to vent or calm down, but since he didn’t he had to take the next step. He took off his glove. Katze and Daryl shook their heads. That kid didn’t know who he was messing with. Before Riki knew it Iason had back handed him. He fell against the wall behind him. Riki gave a yelp and slid down, holding on to his jaw. He looked up at Iason with murder in his eyes. “Anything else you would like to say pet? If you speak again to me like that you will be punished. I don’t want to punish you Riki. I know this is hard for you but I want you, and I’m going to have you. And I don’t just pull people off the streets. I’ve been watching you for some time and hoped you would be coming to the richer side of town soon. But that Blondie got to you first. I had planned on taking you as my pet for a while, he just helped me with it, not meaning to. I did not want you hurt,” Iason said kneeling down before the quiet pet. His lip had begun to bleed again.

“You’re a fucking prick, stalking me and now dragging me back to your lair so you can dine on me,” Riki responded, looking Iason in the eyes. He did look very beastlike. “Well fuck, go ahead. Obviously there ain’t nothing I can do about it now!” He crossed his arms and looked away.

Iason took his chin and forced him to look at him. “Riki for that insult you will be kept on this pole for a week. Then you’ll not be allowed off your chains until I decide when. Now I must get back to work.” He stood up and left Riki chained to the pole. Katze and Daryl followed him to the door.

“Any orders Master?” Daryl asked bowing.

“Feed him and bring him a pan to use the restroom, but other than that no. Go about your normal day. Thank you Katze for coming over so quickly; now I must be off.” Iason left without a goodbye.

Iason shook his head. He knew Riki would be a handful and he was glad, he would have been disappointed if he were easy and did everything he was supposed to. All he knew was he was going to keep Riki forever and ever, he was his pet now and that was final. Even if he did get out of the building he would catch him. Iason made this a silent promise to himself.