Unconditional Love
Gena awoke, her stomach growling with hunger. She would be fed a vitamin compound that would keep her coat shiny and keep her figure thin but did little to fill her stomach. She looked at the bars of her cage and thought back to when she was free. Gena remembered her home in the forest. Gena was a freeborn, she lived her life with her parents in a small village where she was taught how to read and write. She learned how freedom and dignity were important and that choice was valued. She then thought about the day the slavers came. It was a week after her twenty-first birthday. The raiding party swept through the village killing all the adults including her parents and friends. Only seven were taken for slaves her among them. The image of that choke collar they placed on her neck made her feel like she was still wearing it. The feelings and memories of her former paradise making her sad and down trotted. A tear fell from her cheek onto the cold stone floor and she snapped out of her nightmare, only to realize she was still in one. She had been in this horrible hell for two years as her tormentors taught her how to pleasure men and raped the dignity from her body. Gena never allowed her spirit to be broken, even with all the indignities she had been exposed to. Nothing would make her completely obedient, she would not be some fleshy robot drone to be used and ordered until her death. Her only reason for listening was so she wasn’t constantly whipped. She hated humans both for her past and present situations, she wanted to find a way to pay them back, to get even. Genas trainer walked to her cell his whip at his side his evil smile revealing his thoughts of raping her the night before.
“This is your last chance you rotten little bitch! If you do anything to annoy this buyer or me I’ll turn that nice ass into a blanket,” he said with contempt.
Gena hated him with a passion, her trainer was a mean man who would whip her for any reason and rape her when he wanted pleasure claiming it was a training exercise. He was cruel with no respect for life and only his own enjoyment on his mind. She stood and was given a bucket with brushes and perfume. She brushed her fur wondering if she would rather die than become some ones sex slave. It didn’t take her long to finish and decided not to use the perfume, she preferred her own scent and didn’t completely care about punishment anymore. Gena was led to the exercise yard with about forty other slaves. She got in a line and stood almost in a military manor gritting her teeth. A tall man with a moderate build and almost pale skin went down the line looking at each slave. He seemed unhappy and dissatisfied with the group. He would put his hand in front of them to see if they moved their eyes or keep them forward like they were trained to do. This was normally done by masters who wanted complete obedience and figured this was a good test of the will. The man stopped in front of her, he looked at her smooth thin panther body. He smiled slightly before he moved his hand in front of her. Gena managed to keep her eyes forward when he put his hand in front of her but her lips twitched in disgust of being treated like a pet. He took notice and put his hand on her cheek curiously. She growled instinctively and he quickly pulled his hand back as her teeth almost grabbed it.
The trainer saw her and marched over pulling his whip out. Gena braced herself for the hit and closed her eyes. She was knocked to the ground but not by the whip something had gotten into the way. She didn’t open her eyes right away but she knew she had heard the whip snap and wondered what happened. She heard a man let out a yell of pain and she opened her eyes in curiosity. From the ground she saw the man standing where she had been, a cut in his shirt and a growing amount of blood made her realize he had taken the hit meant for her. This didn’t make any sense and she sat there stupefied in surprise. The man marched to the trainer and slugged him making him fall to the ground.
"That’s it I am going to teach you obedience if it kills you!" the trainer yelled.
Gena closed her eyes and waited for the tazser like whip to hit her and make her cry in pain. However something ran into her and she fell to the ground. She heard the whip crack and opened her eyes out of curiosity. The man knelt in front of her gripping his chest from a slash from the whip. The expression of pain and anger filled his eyes as he stood and belted the trainer knocking him to the ground.
"I ought to kill you for such stupidity, how dare you discipline slaves in front of me, I ought to whip you senseless with this thing!" the man yelled furiously.
"Its a fuckin’ slave whets the big deal?" the trainer said angry.
"If I ever see you touching one of these creatures again I will kill you myself," he said as a small amount of blood trickled from his chest.
The owner of the facility rushed over to see what was going on. He immediately recognized the buyer and seemed quite worried.
"Ah, Ah, is everything all right Mr. Marraco sir, is there a problem," he said nervously.
"Yes, There is a problem but I'm going to give you the fuckin’ solution. I'm going to buy all these slaves and I want that idiot fired for trying to hit my merchandise. Then you will make sure his handlers license is revoked or so help me I will have your facility shut down merely for pissing me off," the man said raising his voice.
"Yes sir I'll even have the slaves brought to your estate free of charge," the owner said sternly.
"Good now I think I would like to call my doctor and get this cleaned up. If I see the paperwork for that mans revoke in the next hour I won’t call the slavers regulatory committee, got it," he was still pissed.
The trainer looked very surprised and looked almost as if to say what happened.
“Look sir I’ll have everything ready in half an hour and I assure you that nothing will escape my attention,” he said trying to seem confident instead of terrified.
“OK then I’ll be at my doctors until then, I’ll have my accountant transfer the money,” he said calming.
The owner fired the trainer and then had some of the other staff take the slaves for new collars and leashes. Gena had a feeling of satisfaction knowing her handler was to stupid to find a real job. Afterward they were put on a bus and told to behave or they would be sorry. Gena hated the idea of being sold her claws scratched at the side of her collar as she thought about it. The bus pulled into a gate sometime latter and stopped in front of a large mansion. As they got off the bus in single file there collars were taken off and thrown into a burn barrel by a butler. Gena was glad to have the annoying restraint removed and took a deep breath. The collars had been thick and tight making breathing somewhat uncomfortable. Then they were led inside where many humans were waiting for them.
One by one the others left with families and single people while she watched, it was strange for her to notice that they used no whips or restraints of any kind. The man from the compound came up to her and smiled. Gena had a look of hatred on her face and she despised him already. He put his hand on her shoulder and she growled but he didn’t remove it.
"I am john and I will teach you that not all humans want to enslave you, I will not punish you or rape you and I will not do anything to hurt you," The man said.
Gena only stared at him; she didn't believe him simply because of her hatred for the human race. She growled again as he raised his hand to her face again but he didn't pull away this time. He told her to open her mouth and when she did he put his hand on her tongue.
"Now if all you have is hatred of me I will give you a chance to get even with me. If you want to bite my hand than go ahead. With teeth like yours my hand will probably be in a cast for weeks and I'm sure the pain you could cause is exceptional."
She took grip on the hand in her mouth still confused. He didn’t recoil his hand or hit her he just stood with a slight look of pain showing in his face. She bit slightly harder and her canines pierced his skin. He still didn’t move but Gena felt strange so she opened her mouth letting his hand go. He wrapped his handkerchief around his hand to stop the light bleeding and smiled.
“I understand,” he said handing her a box, “I think you’ll feel better in these and a little less agitated if you try and relax.”
She opened the box and saw the clothes inside, a pair of pants and a shirt. She didn’t trust him but she hated being naked in front of humans so she put them on. He smiled again and told her to come with him. A smell caught her attention as she walked into a dining room. He told her to sit and eat as much as she wanted to fill her stomach. Gena didn’t understand why he seemed so friendly; she figured it had to be a trick. She ate feeling full for the first time in years, the food was delicious and she enjoyed it immensely. He then led her to a large bedroom and sat in a chair. Gena was expecting him to force himself onto her or tell her to pleasure him but he said nothing. He took off his clothes and put on a robe.
"This is my room I would like you to sleep anywhere you want and relax. You have nothing to fear from me and I will trust that I have nothing to fear from you," he stated calmly.
He pulled out a book and she laid on the floor on the far side of the room in front of a warm fireplace. He asked her to sit next to him but she didn’t move. She was surprised when he didn’t get up or yell, and just started reading. For three months he asked her to sit next to him in the evening as he read and every time she didn’t move. She was fed well and he always had a smile on his face. One evening Gena fell asleep on the floor and he walked over to see why she was whimpering. He laid his hand on her head and gently pet her back and neck. After a little while she started to purr and he sat next to her. Gena awoke sometime later purring but not knowing why she was comfortable. She suddenly felt the hand rubbing her back and sprang to a pounce position. She growled and bared her teeth as her tail flicked back and forth. John just sat on his side and smiled at her.
“What are you doing?” she said as she growled.
“Merely trying to make you see I’m not here to hurt you,” he said with a sad tone.
“I don’t believe you,” she said angry.
"You were having a nightmare so I sat next to you and rubbed your back, after you started to purr I figured you didn't mind," he said.
Gena stopped growling and for the first time thought about the kindness she had been shown so far. Then she thought back to what he said when she had first arrived. Gena decided to take a risk and lower her guard.
"I don't understand what makes you think I could trust you," she said.
"I know what you were put through and I can help you deal with the pain and find a good life but I can do neither until you understand that I couldn't hurt you, what would it take for you to give that trust," he asked softly.
"I want to fight you," Gena answered.
"If that is what it takes than I will do it," he said.
John stood up and told her to follow him. Gena was led to a large gym with karate style mats and a full workout area.
"If you must fight me than we will fight but you should know that I will not hurt you," John said confidently.
Gena couldn't resist and she barred her claws and with a roar she charged forward. John dodged her every attack and when she tried to grab him he would pin her for a second and then let her up. Despite her endurance she soon tired and John showed little sign of fatigue. Gena collapsed from exhaustion and John calmly walked up to her. He picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom and laid her in the bed. Gena couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.
The next morning Gena awoke in the soft comfortable bed and sat up. She saw John sleeping on the floor and slowly prowled to his side. She thought to herself as she watched him sleep. He could of easily killed her or raped her but didn't, there was no selfish motive to what he did and she was not punished for attacking. Then she thought I could kill him right now and run for it I would never get a better chance. She raised her claw to his throat and pondered. She put her hand back on the floor she couldn’t do it she wasn’t a murderer.
"You should sleep in the bed more often this floor is hard," John said as he smiled, “I knew you wouldn’t kill me.”
For the first time she looked at him as a friend instead of an enemy and the anger she had felt in her heart drifted away.
"You could have killed me easily as I could have you and yet it doesn't bother you, I think I finally understand that not all humans are evil, I owe you more than I had realized till now," Gena said a smirk escaping her face.
"I'm glad you finally understand," John said raising his hand to her cheek.
She was still puzzled, no beating or punishment and he didn’t even seem to mind. He had no fear of her and he wasn’t demanding at all. Gena was stubborn and refused to believe that he didn’t want anything. Another two months went by now he would occasionally pet her and she stopped growling and trying to biting him. When he would sit next to her she would walk away and not make a sound. She didn’t mind his petting in fact she rather enjoyed it but she would not allow him to see her approval. He started reading out loud and Gena would pretend to be asleep so he wouldn’t know she enjoyed the books. She felt more comfortable around the large mansion and liked to occasionally take walks into the back yard. Which to her doubled as a jungle to relax in. None of this made sense to her though she couldn’t find any reason he would do such things.
One evening he didn’t come to his room. She thought a little and realized he hadn’t been around all day. She slept on the floor and realized she actually missed his stories and his touch on her head and neck had he gotten tired of her, she thought. Gena got up the next morning and walked around. She saw a doctor head up stairs and being the curious kitten she was decided to follow. He went into a spare room and she sat at the door. The man examined John who was lying in bed and after a bit of talking on the phone told him he had a severe case of pneumonia. He would probably be in bed for a month and wasn’t to do anything strenuous. Gena watched him from the door all day and that night when the nurse at his side fell asleep she walked in. He was asleep and shivering sweat covered his forehead. She thought of how nice he had been and how much she missed his presence. Gena sat on the bed and laid next him with her arm over his chest. He rolled on his side putting an arm over her and pulling her close. Gena didn’t mind it and fell asleep after he stopped shivering and a smile came to his face, she felt strangely better. That morning she awoke and looked at him. He was already awake and smiling at her with his arms rubbing her sides and taking deep breaths.
“So I take it you don’t hate me anymore,” he said wheezing a little.
“No it means I missed your stories and your,” she stopped herself.
He hugged her, “Thank you for keeping me warm, I hoped you cared.”
Gena in shock and didn’t answer, a human thanking her boggled her mind.
“My name is Gena,” she said.
He laughed and then started to cough and hack. The noise awoke the nurse who saw Gena on the bed. The nurse jumped to her feet and grabbed her purse while running to the bed.
She hit Gena with the purse, “get out of here you dammed animal!”
Gena jumped from the bed ripping the purse with her claws. She let out a roar and barred her teeth as the nurse backed against the wall. She yelled for help and Gena was ready for anything.
“Gena please calm down, it’ll be ok please just come back to the bed,” a soft voice said behind her.
She looked at him and saw his concern, she backed off to the bed and got under the covers next to him. She could smell his scent strong under the covers and for some reason it appealed to her. She huddled against him as the doors were thrown open by the butler.
“What is going on what’s wrong,” he asked franticly.
“Everyone calm down Gena stays with me and get me a less hyper nurse,” the butler closed the doors seeing his anger.
Johns hand came down and rubbed her shoulder to reassure her that everything was ok.
“By the way my name is John I’m glad we’ve been formally introduced,” he said softly.
Over the next couple weeks Gena stayed with him and kept him warm and comfortable. They had gotten a little friendlier and now John would rub her sides and arms as he slept. She would purr and every once and a while, lick his neck to show she didn’t mind. He got over the sickness much sooner than expected and attributed it to Genas attention. She had changed her choice in clothing from long pants and shirts to shorts and a tank top. She liked the way his skin felt against her fur and his touch was gentle and easily likable.
On one morning Gena awoke and felt strange, she didn’t know why but her heart was beating faster than normal and she felt aroused. She looked at john still sleeping and didn’t know why but he seemed more attractive than usual. She had always thought he looked good but she desired him for some reason. Gena decided to go under the covers and sleep, but when she went under she could smell his scent and she just had to get closer. She opened his robe and took a deep breath taking in his scent. His member was already erect and it looked quite appealing to her. She licked the tip to taste his wonderful skin and it made her mouth water. She quickly took him into her mouth and began to suck and gently play with his cock and sac. John immediately awoke to the pleasure and started to moan not knowing what was going on. In front of him was Genas rear with a wet spot on her crotch through her shorts. He could smell her heat and knew she was in a mating frenzy. He put his hand on her back and she started to increase her efforts. He tried to get her off him but she had him pinned. It wasn’t long before he came hard letting out a moan. To his surprise she continued and she was now holding his balls firmly with one paw. He came a second time as she squeezed and now he was wondering if she would ever stop. John called for his butler who rushed to a room and saw John pinned by Gena who was half under the covers. The butler went to a drawer pulling a syringe and injecting its contents into Genas rear. She fell on top of him panting but asleep. He thanked the butler and told him he would handle it from here. John waited a few minutes and after climbing out from under Gena tied her to the bed. He sat in a chair and fell asleep. She awoke slowly and realized she was tied up. For a second she flailed her limbs trying to get free and then saw John in the chair awaking.
“Why am I tied up?” Gena yelled.
“Because I wanted to survive your heat cycle,” he said smiling.
Gena tried to think of what had happened and the events started coming back. She realized she had gone into heat and also realized that she had attacked him. She felt stupid and idiotic, and a little ashamed. He had gone out of his way to make no advances towards her and she tried to rape him.
“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to do that, I feel like a real idiot,” she said sadly.
“That’s ok I may ache for a while but I have to admit I enjoyed it, a lot,” he said with a chuckle.
John walked over and undid the bonds. When he finish he was surprised as Gena rolled onto him.
“You do realize that may be a risk for a while so I won’t sleep here,” she said hugging John.
“Well I don’t mind as long as I keep some tranquilizers on hand,” he jested.
Gena felt something poke her stomach and looked down. His penis had started to become erect and poked at his robe.
“I guess you did enjoy tat,” she said with a smile.
“Actually Gena that is caused by the scent on your clothes,” he laughed.
She blushed in embarrassment and got up.
One day she was thinking of his kindness and his looks and realized she liked him. Maybe not all humans are awful she thought to herself. Then as she thought about how she trusted him now and wanted him to be close she wondered if she loved him. Then the same thoughts occurred to her about him. Did he love her, could he? She thought. It made her wonder and she had to know the answer, both for herself and him.
One evening she asked him to take a walk and he happily agreed. As they walked out the rear mansion doors holding hands and taking deep breathes of the cool fresh night air, she noticed a blissful or content in his smile she hadn’t noticed before. Almost as if he had found heaven in his grasp and had but to walk upon the clouds to reach it. This eased her nervous stomach and made her relax more considering what to say. The question she was going to ask would be answered and she feared what answers could rise. She decided it didn’t matter what he said because even the worse possibility was still an answer. They walked down the long brick path that winded and curved in the forest that he called a garden. It led to a large pond that had beautiful grass tuffs around it. It reminded her of a picture in a romance novel she had looked at in his study. They sat on the bench at the edge of the moonlit pond and stared at the ripples in the water that glowed in the moonlight. John looked down at her and saw the distressed look on her face. He hugged her and held her close to his chest as he smiled hoping she would do the same. She took a deep breath taking in his smell before deciding the time was near for her question.
“Whets wrong Gena, you look unhappy, did I do something wrong?” he asked curious.
Surprised at the question she replied, “No of course not, I just, I just need to ask you a question.”
“What is it you can tell me I won’t get angry at you,” he replied with a smile.
“Do you, do you,” she was unsure how to ask, her mind had a stupid moment and she tried to cover for it, “Why haven’t you taken me?” she blurted out before she could stop herself.
Johns face took on a sad look and he released her from the hug, “You still think I want a sex slave, I’m sorry I, I” a tear fell from his eye as he stood and started to walk away.
To escape the situation he didn’t want to face and now wasn’t comfortable in. Gena felt so guilty, so idiotic after seeing his tear, she knew it hurt him deeply to hear her say what she did and her stomach tightened while her chest ached in response. She quickly ran to him hugging him and crying as she begged him not to leave. The mistake she made weighing on her heart heavily.
“Please john, don’t go I’m sorry that’s not what I wanted to say, I love you! Please forgive me,” she stated as she held him tight.
He cried lightly into the air as he stopped, and gently rubbed her arms around his waist, “I love you too, I’ve hoped and prayed you loved me for so long,” he quivered as he dropped to his knees.
Gena walked to his front and knelt in front of him, “I’m sorry it took me so long to say it, I’m sorry I hurt you so deeply,” she cried as she held his hands.
“I love you! I don’t care if you hurt me or hate me, it doesn’t change anything,” he cried out as he hugged her tight to his chest rubbing her back.
They held each other in their arms for a while before their eyes met in a deep stare. Gena closed the distance between their faces and kissed him in a long passionate embrace. John returned the kiss as they started to roll on the ground probing tongues intertwining. They stopped as they almost rolled into the pond and giggled as they got up. John held her tight to his chest and trembled as she purred sending a reassuring ripple of pleasure through his chest.
“I will never betray you, I am not like other humans,” he said almost as if he feared she would never trust him.
“My life is yours, I will love you forever, I will never hate you,” she replied as he lifted her for another kiss.
“I feel the same way,” he smiled and kissed her again.
By:
Thomas A. Scheck