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                                           Chapter Three: The Tails Are Tainted

They had moved to the living room; he was checking her and putting a salve on her welts when she asked

"Sir, why did you do that?"

"Hmm, would you rather not learn pet?"

"No sir but it is only our first day together"

"Yes I guess you could say that, but if you don't learn now you might never learn."
She pulled up a leg and set her chin on her knee, "I guess so, Sir"
He was easy on her tattoo while admiring its detail, it looked like a painting he had seen somewhere, a demon over looking hell's inhabitants trapped but so wanting out, he had told her last night that it was a version of herself that not many guessed; he knew what that was like very much.

"So, you really want to be a pet?"

"Yes, sir very much"

"Tell me about yourself Ophelia, and I don't just mean what you told me last night.  If I am to be your master, I need to know everything wouldn't you agree" he said while putting the cap on the salve and letting her relax. She seemed to not; this worried him

"It's hard to explain, sir"

"Well did you grow up in Pleasant or the Den"

"What, Sir?"

"So you didn't grow up here?"

"No, sir I only moved here oh, two months ago?"

"Only two months ago?"

"Yes, sir; I lived up north of here, in a rich well to do city; my parents….my dad was an abusive drunk my mother wasn't much better, when I got the ink I got kicked out of my house.  I left my sisters behind and I worry about them so much." She said in a storm of words, the tears welling up in her eyes; Caleb wrapped a soft arm around her letting her cry against his shoulder.  He knew how it was to have family problems, having had problems with his mother and all; heck it was the whole reason he was living in The Den of Scindo.

The city itself proper was just Scindo; but it's inhabitants knew better, the upper part of it was Pleasantville, otherwise known as Pleasant to those who had lived here the majority of their whole life; the downtown area was known as The Den, it was marked by the Erotic Nightshade, the tattoo parlor, and the many ladies of the night you saw walking up and down the street, he lived in Pleasant for the first eighteen years of his life, he moved out at eighteen because of a big fight and moved in with a friend who went by Sage, that wasn't her real name but Caleb wasn't as dumb to use her real name around her or anybody.

He stroked his new pets hair letting her sob into him as he was lost in his own thoughts then he held her by the shoulders and said

"Would you like to shop now?" because that was the only thing he could think that might cheer her up, she nodded, "Then go get dressed I'm sure the salve has taken effect, and you're lashes are covered and dressed so just be careful and we will go out"

She rushed up the stairs and Caleb sat there thinking about what she just said, in truth he had expected it; after all it was common for people in the lifestyle to have abusive pasts.  Just, to hear it straight from her like that it bugged him; he wanted so much to just strangle the father but he knew he couldn't do that.  No matter how much he wanted to, he was still her father and she wouldn't want that he got up and picked up his rings putting them on his fingers, it was an odd quirk but he never slept with the rings on, one was a skull with wings, the other was a dragon wrapped inside a pentacle, still another was a dragon encircling a cross; he might be a pagan but he did find almost all religious symbols beautiful in some way or another he picked up the keys right as Ophelia was coming down the stairs dressed in the same outfit she was last night.  Caleb smiled in spite of himself, she was so beautiful he was glad he had seen her before anybody else had the chance to take her from him.

He grabbed the leash he had used last night and clasped it onto her collar, leading her out the door, it was odd for the fact that she questioned why she got punished but she did not question the lead that
Caleb had put her in; then again some girls like being lead around on leashes. So he just shrugged it off without a second thought. If she was happy he was happy and that was the end of it.

"Are we taking the bike again, Sir?"

"No, we're taking my car" he opened the garage door to reveal a sky blue 1985 convertible Ford Mustang; his dad had bought it one year when he was very young, his father had restored it from the floor up redoing the engine and the body, there were many happy memories in this car and when he turned sixteen his dad gave him the keys and they both made sure it was kept up all the time.  It was obvious that his new pet likes this car she walked around and waited for his command, and he nodded saying

"You don't have to ask me when we take the car just get in pet" he said in a jokingly and she smiled at him.

As soon as they got in he turned the key and a hard rock song reminiscing about the guys in an army troop blared through the speakers; it was a cover he was sure but Ophelia smiled and sang along, she wasn't an opera singer that was for sure, but Caleb enjoyed it none the less. He started to hum along as they pulled out of the driveway, and glided onto the street.  After the song had ended
Ophelia looked at him and watched him like a cat who watched their owner in curiosity.

"Where are we going, sir"

"Dragon's Alley"

"What's that?"

"It's one of the best fetish shops in the Den"

"What's the Den, Sir?"

While they were riding along Caleb explained to Ophelia what the town called its two halves and why, she seemed very interested in this, and honestly was quiet shocked that people were still thinking that way this day and age.

The talk took them long enough that the pulled up into the lot of the Dragon's Alley, the store front was made to look like something out of a cheap Asian movie that was actually filmed in Chinatown; it was done this way on purpose so it wouldn't be attractive to the wrong type of people.  Caleb and Ophelia walked in the front door and the first thing they saw was the embroidered corsets each one having a word in kanji, and hanzi they walked down the aisles, looking at all of the corsets then they looked through the leather pants and skirts when Caleb said

"You can try on anything that strikes your fancy; I'm going to find Neko"

"A cat person?" she remarked quizzically

"No, it's a nickname for the shop owner, though I probably think she was just about the second most gat like person I know"

"Who's the first?" she asked her eyes lighting up

"Well of course it's you my dear" he responded leaving her to look through the clothing.  The master walked through the clothing and toys not giving a second glance until he saw the black haired beauty he was looking for, she was one of the only exceptions to the rule of "Metal is ugly" having had her tongue pierced more than once, her belly and her breasts (she had gleefully flashed Caleb the night after she got them done, when they were in Erotic Nightshade),

"Whatcha doin' Roselynn" Caleb asked as she was placing a latex catsuit on a mannequin for display

"Just struggling with Kaz here"  she said nodding toward the mannequin.

She was always doing this, struggling with her named mannequin, Caleb didn't know if she did it for fun or it was just slow enough some days that she felt the need to name them. He watched her as she set the mannequin down, the girl was obviously native her facial features leaning more toward the narrow face that most of her tribe has, the funny thing was that even though she was native she was pale as a ghost, but Caleb found that strangely attractive. She had finished with it and finally turned to face the elder man.

"What can I do you for Caleb?"

"Well I need a fitting for your finest brocade corset, and I have a new pet for you to look over Ros"

"Oh you do?" she said as she started to walk with him grabbing the measuring tape from one of the racks of clothing that she always seemed to stick it on.

"Yes, her name is Ophelia, she's very beautiful and under my first level of training."

Ros nodded as the two walked back to find Ophelia having strayed from the clothing into the whips; she was eyeing a braided cat-o-nine tails whip made of supple leather of course.   Both Ros and Caleb exchanged looks as Caleb cleared his throat

"If you will follow her she will measure you for a custom corset my dear"
Ros had already encircled the measuring tape around herself to carry it more easily as she and Ophelia went off toward one of the dressing rooms, Caleb picked up the cat o nine she had picked up and went out to one of the clearer parts of the story to test it out.  It certainly gave a satisfying crack as he flicked it in the air; in truth he had been eyeing this for months with no pet to really try it on. He kept turning it over and over in his hands every once in a while cracking the whip with a satisfying sound through the store as he waited for the two women to return.

In the dressing room, Ophelia had disrobed for the measuring and Roselynn looked her over; seeing the ink she knew why Caleb had chosen her, she was petite and looked semi angelic but with the tattoos that told a story she knew he couldn't resist.  For some reason though, the owner of the shop couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about her, she would tell Caleb in private later but for now she had a job to do.  She measured the new pet that was watching her with renewed interest. When she got down to her waist she could tell that Ophelia was somewhat turned on by this because her body was heating up as soon as she finished she stepped out telling her to get dressed and meet them back in the midst of the store she was going to tell Caleb about the price.
Ros found the man where he usually was near a clearing in the middle of the store testing one of the products, she came up and said

"Well you certainly do have a small one this time Caleb"
He nodded in response seeming to look at the leather of the flogger that was in his hand.

"If I'm right the corset you want will come to just about three hundred"

"Well that's cheaper than I expected"

"I can always push it up to five and charge you what Splice World would"
Splice world was the one fetish shop that had seemed to infiltrate the upper part of Scindo.  Caleb shook his head and said

"No, no I'll pay your price"

"Of course you will dear.  Oh and….well…" she started as Ophelia came through already having picked up a few more leather pants and some boots, "never mind I'll tell you later"

Caleb gave her an odd look as Ophelia placed the pants on the counter and turned to him and asked

"Can I master?"

He nodded pleased with his kitten's ability to pick up on what was right to say.  When all was said and done they had paid well over two thousand in the store having picked up a couple new whips and her a few new outfits to wear, though she also admitted to probably stealing Caleb's shirts when she felt like lounging around to which he responded, "Just don't get them stained and we'll be alright"

All in all the day had gone pretty well he thought as they pulled up to his house then his jaw dropped as he saw the car that had pulled up.  It was an expensive Itallian number, one that could only be owned by one person. His mother, the day had just gone from good to bad in one round trip.

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                                           Chapter Three: The Tails Are Tainted

They had moved to the living room; he was checking her and putting a salve on her welts when she asked

"Sir, why did you do that?"

"Hmm, would you rather not learn pet?"

"No sir but it is only our first day together"

"Yes I guess you could say that, but if you don't learn now you might never learn."
She pulled up a leg and set her chin on her knee, "I guess so, Sir"
He was easy on her tattoo while admiring its detail, it looked like a painting he had seen somewhere, a demon over looking hell's inhabitants trapped but so wanting out, he had told her last night that it was a version of herself that not many guessed; he knew what that was like very much.

"So, you really want to be a pet?"

"Yes, sir very much"

"Tell me about yourself Ophelia, and I don't just mean what you told me last night.  If I am to be your master, I need to know everything wouldn't you agree" he said while putting the cap on the salve and letting her relax. She seemed to not; this worried him

"It's hard to explain, sir"

"Well did you grow up in Pleasant or the Den"

"What, Sir?"

"So you didn't grow up here?"

"No, sir I only moved here oh, two months ago?"

"Only two months ago?"

"Yes, sir; I lived up north of here, in a rich well to do city; my parents….my dad was an abusive drunk my mother wasn't much better, when I got the ink I got kicked out of my house.  I left my sisters behind and I worry about them so much." She said in a storm of words, the tears welling up in her eyes; Caleb wrapped a soft arm around her letting her cry against his shoulder.  He knew how it was to have family problems, having had problems with his mother and all; heck it was the whole reason he was living in The Den of Scindo.

The city itself proper was just Scindo; but it's inhabitants knew better, the upper part of it was Pleasantville, otherwise known as Pleasant to those who had lived here the majority of their whole life; the downtown area was known as The Den, it was marked by the Erotic Nightshade, the tattoo parlor, and the many ladies of the night you saw walking up and down the street, he lived in Pleasant for the first eighteen years of his life, he moved out at eighteen because of a big fight and moved in with a friend who went by Sage, that wasn't her real name but Caleb wasn't as dumb to use her real name around her or anybody.

He stroked his new pets hair letting her sob into him as he was lost in his own thoughts then he held her by the shoulders and said

"Would you like to shop now?" because that was the only thing he could think that might cheer her up, she nodded, "Then go get dressed I'm sure the salve has taken effect, and you're lashes are covered and dressed so just be careful and we will go out"

She rushed up the stairs and Caleb sat there thinking about what she just said, in truth he had expected it; after all it was common for people in the lifestyle to have abusive pasts.  Just, to hear it straight from her like that it bugged him; he wanted so much to just strangle the father but he knew he couldn't do that.  No matter how much he wanted to, he was still her father and she wouldn't want that he got up and picked up his rings putting them on his fingers, it was an odd quirk but he never slept with the rings on, one was a skull with wings, the other was a dragon wrapped inside a pentacle, still another was a dragon encircling a cross; he might be a pagan but he did find almost all religious symbols beautiful in some way or another he picked up the keys right as Ophelia was coming down the stairs dressed in the same outfit she was last night.  Caleb smiled in spite of himself, she was so beautiful he was glad he had seen her before anybody else had the chance to take her from him.

He grabbed the leash he had used last night and clasped it onto her collar, leading her out the door, it was odd for the fact that she questioned why she got punished but she did not question the lead that
Caleb had put her in; then again some girls like being lead around on leashes. So he just shrugged it off without a second thought. If she was happy he was happy and that was the end of it.

"Are we taking the bike again, Sir?"

"No, we're taking my car" he opened the garage door to reveal a sky blue 1985 convertible Ford Mustang; his dad had bought it one year when he was very young, his father had restored it from the floor up redoing the engine and the body, there were many happy memories in this car and when he turned sixteen his dad gave him the keys and they both made sure it was kept up all the time.  It was obvious that his new pet likes this car she walked around and waited for his command, and he nodded saying

"You don't have to ask me when we take the car just get in pet" he said in a jokingly and she smiled at him.

As soon as they got in he turned the key and a hard rock song reminiscing about the guys in an army troop blared through the speakers; it was a cover he was sure but Ophelia smiled and sang along, she wasn't an opera singer that was for sure, but Caleb enjoyed it none the less. He started to hum along as they pulled out of the driveway, and glided onto the street.  After the song had ended
Ophelia looked at him and watched him like a cat who watched their owner in curiosity.

"Where are we going, sir"

"Dragon's Alley"

"What's that?"

"It's one of the best fetish shops in the Den"

"What's the Den, Sir?"

While they were riding along Caleb explained to Ophelia what the town called its two halves and why, she seemed very interested in this, and honestly was quiet shocked that people were still thinking that way this day and age.

The talk took them long enough that the pulled up into the lot of the Dragon's Alley, the store front was made to look like something out of a cheap Asian movie that was actually filmed in Chinatown; it was done this way on purpose so it wouldn't be attractive to the wrong type of people.  Caleb and Ophelia walked in the front door and the first thing they saw was the embroidered corsets each one having a word in kanji, and hanzi they walked down the aisles, looking at all of the corsets then they looked through the leather pants and skirts when Caleb said

"You can try on anything that strikes your fancy; I'm going to find Neko"

"A cat person?" she remarked quizzically

"No, it's a nickname for the shop owner, though I probably think she was just about the second most gat like person I know"

"Who's the first?" she asked her eyes lighting up

"Well of course it's you my dear" he responded leaving her to look through the clothing.  The master walked through the clothing and toys not giving a second glance until he saw the black haired beauty he was looking for, she was one of the only exceptions to the rule of "Metal is ugly" having had her tongue pierced more than once, her belly and her breasts (she had gleefully flashed Caleb the night after she got them done, when they were in Erotic Nightshade),

"Whatcha doin' Roselynn" Caleb asked as she was placing a latex catsuit on a mannequin for display

"Just struggling with Kaz here"  she said nodding toward the mannequin.

She was always doing this, struggling with her named mannequin, Caleb didn't know if she did it for fun or it was just slow enough some days that she felt the need to name them. He watched her as she set the mannequin down, the girl was obviously native her facial features leaning more toward the narrow face that most of her tribe has, the funny thing was that even though she was native she was pale as a ghost, but Caleb found that strangely attractive. She had finished with it and finally turned to face the elder man.

"What can I do you for Caleb?"

"Well I need a fitting for your finest brocade corset, and I have a new pet for you to look over Ros"

"Oh you do?" she said as she started to walk with him grabbing the measuring tape from one of the racks of clothing that she always seemed to stick it on.

"Yes, her name is Ophelia, she's very beautiful and under my first level of training."

Ros nodded as the two walked back to find Ophelia having strayed from the clothing into the whips; she was eyeing a braided cat-o-nine tails whip made of supple leather of course.   Both Ros and Caleb exchanged looks as Caleb cleared his throat

"If you will follow her she will measure you for a custom corset my dear"
Ros had already encircled the measuring tape around herself to carry it more easily as she and Ophelia went off toward one of the dressing rooms, Caleb picked up the cat o nine she had picked up and went out to one of the clearer parts of the story to test it out.  It certainly gave a satisfying crack as he flicked it in the air; in truth he had been eyeing this for months with no pet to really try it on. He kept turning it over and over in his hands every once in a while cracking the whip with a satisfying sound through the store as he waited for the two women to return.

In the dressing room, Ophelia had disrobed for the measuring and Roselynn looked her over; seeing the ink she knew why Caleb had chosen her, she was petite and looked semi angelic but with the tattoos that told a story she knew he couldn't resist.  For some reason though, the owner of the shop couldn't shake the feeling that something was off about her, she would tell Caleb in private later but for now she had a job to do.  She measured the new pet that was watching her with renewed interest. When she got down to her waist she could tell that Ophelia was somewhat turned on by this because her body was heating up as soon as she finished she stepped out telling her to get dressed and meet them back in the midst of the store she was going to tell Caleb about the price.
Ros found the man where he usually was near a clearing in the middle of the store testing one of the products, she came up and said

"Well you certainly do have a small one this time Caleb"
He nodded in response seeming to look at the leather of the flogger that was in his hand.

"If I'm right the corset you want will come to just about three hundred"

"Well that's cheaper than I expected"

"I can always push it up to five and charge you what Splice World would"
Splice world was the one fetish shop that had seemed to infiltrate the upper part of Scindo.  Caleb shook his head and said

"No, no I'll pay your price"

"Of course you will dear.  Oh and….well…" she started as Ophelia came through already having picked up a few more leather pants and some boots, "never mind I'll tell you later"

Caleb gave her an odd look as Ophelia placed the pants on the counter and turned to him and asked

"Can I master?"

He nodded pleased with his kitten's ability to pick up on what was right to say.  When all was said and done they had paid well over two thousand in the store having picked up a couple new whips and her a few new outfits to wear, though she also admitted to probably stealing Caleb's shirts when she felt like lounging around to which he responded, "Just don't get them stained and we'll be alright"

All in all the day had gone pretty well he thought as they pulled up to his house then his jaw dropped as he saw the car that had pulled up.  It was an expensive Itallian number, one that could only be owned by one person. His mother, the day had just gone from good to bad in one round trip.