Taming Their Pet

by Sara Fields

  Neither man tried to touch her in any kind of inappropriate manner, which left her feeling extraordinarily comfortable. They didn’t push her, and she managed to avoid getting in trouble for the most part. There were a few times that Noah threatened her, but she obeyed, knowing there was nowhere to run on the small ship. There would be no escape for her.

  She fell into their routine without much fight and was surprised to be told that they would arrive on their planet, Dayhari, the next morning. Despite the weirdness of the situation, she was excited to get off the small space traveling contraption and experience land once again. She was also insanely curious about what their world would be like and couldn’t wait to see it with her own eyes.

  Zack put her to bed that night and she willingly climbed into the crate. Curling up, she fell asleep rather quickly and wondered what the next day would bring. Would she enjoy life as their pet? Would she grow to like the men too?

  Chapter Three

  Noah typed a few keys into the command center of his aircraft, verifying that the coding was correct for their arrival on Dayhari the next day. He was looking forward to returning to his home and the training compound. This whole errand to retrieve a new female pet wasn’t necessary, but when he had seen the stunning little dove’s picture, he couldn’t resist. He knew the price was exorbitant, especially for a feral untrained pet, yet here he was. When he’d shown Zack the email with her image, his brother had grinned and simply nodded.

  “I want her,” he had said, smirking with lust at the beauty’s untamed nature.

  The two of them had always loved breaking in pets. Back on Dayhari, human women were owned by men and that’s just the way it was. Human females had few rights and were expected to follow certain rules or be punished for it. Zack and Noah had a reputation back on their home planet as the best pet trainers far and wide. They could even take the wildcats, human females deemed as untrainables, and mold them into domestic kitties, ponies, or service pets. Once these pets were trained, they fetched a rather high price at auction, which lined their pockets and allowed for the brothers to go on this little adventure to procure such an exotic little pet.

  Isabella was her name and she was gorgeous. Soft brown eyes, and chocolate-colored waves that hung to her waist, begging him to twirl those locks around his wrist for a good hard pull. Her curves were delightful. A tiny waist, round hips, ample bosom, and a heart-shaped bottom would sell for a lot, even if she was untrained, but broken and tamed? He couldn’t even begin to guess at her value.

  Thus far, she’d been easy to work with, but he doubted that would last very long at the compound. It was clear she was used to being taken care of and getting her way. She hid it well with her carefully guarded expression, but he’d seen her eyes flash occasionally with anger, especially at being forced to use the pet’s bathroom instead of what she’d been used to.

  He remembered the look on her face when he’d spanked her for the very first time and chuckled. It was obvious that no one had ever raised a hand toward her in a disciplinary manner and it was going to be amusing to watch her accept that, on his planet, human pets were bared and put over a man’s knee both as punishment and for pleasure. He couldn’t wait to truly introduce her to both.

  He grinned just thinking about it.

  Her ass was perfect. Round, pale, and ample enough to grab a hold of. Without a doubt, neither he nor his brother were going to be able to keep their hands off it. He knew that it was probably going to be a perpetual shade of pink and he smirked. Spanking a pet was by far one of his favorite punishments and he knew Zack felt the same way. Sometimes he used a leather paddle or if the pet was especially naughty, a wooden one, but he preferred the feel of his bare palm smacking against a naked backside very much.

  His cock hardened and his balls tightened at the thought.

  Glancing back at the cage in his airship, he smirked. He’d let her rest for the night, but come tomorrow when she saw the compound for the first time, she was going to get that little ass of hers tanned for something. With all his experience training human females, he could read them rather well and this one hadn’t shown her true colors just yet.

  Deep inside her was a feral pet and she would no doubt balk at some point in her training. It was inevitable and he would revel in the breaking of her.

  When he was happy with the settings of the ship’s autopilot, he made his way back to the rest area of the cabin. The ship wasn’t very large, but it was cozy for short trips through space. They didn’t travel too often so they really didn’t have a need for anything larger.

  Zack was already there, sitting back and scrolling through his mail, checking in on the daily notes from their employees back at the compound.

  “Anything of interest?” Noah asked.

  “One of the kittens, Monica, got into a little mischief, it seems. It was necessary to bare her in the public square for a strapping,” Zack responded.

  “What did she do?”

  “Antagonizing another pet when she thought the trainer wasn’t looking. She broke protocol and one of the other trainers saw it. He sentenced her to a good hard punishment to teach her a lesson,” he read.

  “Good. One of us will have to punish her when we return as well to teach her that she cannot act up when we are away. A weekend in the cage and a good hard bare bottom spanking will teach her to behave, maybe even a larger size tail plug too,” Noah said, running his fingers along his beard in thought.

  “I’ll make a note in her file. Let’s consider moving her to the wildcat enclosure when we return. It may be too much of a risk to keep her in the general kitten house.”

  “I agree. Anything else?”

  “Nope. Looks like everything ran smoothly otherwise. All other pets were well behaved.”

  “That’s good to hear. Means we’re doing our jobs,” Noah chuckled. Zack grinned.

  “Also means we can spend some extra time with our new feral human. It’s been awhile since we took on a challenge like her, a human who hasn’t seen the world of Dayhari ever in her life. You and I, my brother, are going to have very twitchy palms for some time, I think,” Zack grinned.

  “You bet her ass we will,” Noah smirked.

  “I’m going to sleep now. I have a feeling tomorrow will be a long and exciting day of firsts for our untamed pet,” Zack said, his thoughts very clearly of a darker nature.

  “I agree. Night, brother.”

  Noah lay down and closed his eyes. He couldn’t help but dream of the pretty little human in their clutches and how she would react when he bent her over and put a tail deep in her bottom for the very first time. He’d bet that her ass cheeks would have to be nice and red before she’d submit, and he’d be happy to oblige.

  The next morning, he woke early and packed up everything he’d brought into his leather satchel. He’d have to bring Isabella to the vet right away to get her examined and to administer her vaccinations, as was required by Dayharian law. He’d made an appointment before he’d left and was looking forward to studying Isabella’s reactions when the vet handled her.

  It would tell him a lot about the training regime he’d have to enforce with the little thing. He rested his hands on his belt, fingering the handle of the whip clipped there. He imagined her lithe form, hands bound above her head to the punishment pole in the square, dancing for him and his whip. Licking his lips, he pushed the intoxicating image out of his mind and piloted the ship into Dayhari’s orbit. When the time was right, he directed the ship into the outer atmosphere, ramping up the speed of the airship. Once the vessel reached the upper layers of the sparse cloud cover, he pulled back and readied them for landing.

  In no time at all, Noah had them on the ground, levitating the vessel a few inches above the surface. He guided the ship into their small aircraft terminal and settled it into its designated spot. The small vessel gently landed onto the concrete floor and he allowed the air to gradually decompress within the passenger chamber.
With a press of a button, the entryway opened with a whoosh, allowing the natural desert air of Dayhari to overtake the stale air of the airship.

  They were home at last.

  Zack stretched his arms over his head and yawned.

  “Time to leash the pet,” he mused with a smirk. He unlocked the cage and a hesitant young woman crawled out. She looked to each of them with nervous trepidation, like a deer about to bolt at any second.

  “Kneel, pet,” Noah said calmly.

  Her eyes flashed, angry and reckless.

  Zack leaned forward and placed a hand on her shoulder, gently pushing her body toward the floor. She resisted until Noah reached forward and pushed the cape out of the way. He gripped both her nipples, one in each hand, and twisted. She yelped in shock, her knees bending instinctually. Zack pushed harder and she collapsed to the floor with a pant.

  Noah watched her closely, noticing how her cheeks flushed with color and her nipples hardened under his rough treatment. Her breath had quickened and her pupils dilated two-fold. Such a reaction was very telling. She most definitely enjoyed it and if he had to guess, she would definitely enjoy much more than that.

  Reaching down, Zack clipped the leash to her heavy black collar. Her eyes narrowed slightly and Noah could tell she was holding back her rebellious nature. With a grin, he took ahold of her leash and pulled her forward a bit more harshly than usual. He grasped the tie holding her cape closed and deftly unraveled it. He whipped it off her shoulders, leaving her essentially naked in just the black leather harness. Her jaw clenched in defiance and her fingers fisted at her sides. He’d train that out of her before he was through and he would relish every moment of it.

  Isabella smoldered on the inside. She was so angry at how she was being treated. This wasn’t what she imagined her happy ever after would be like, at all. Her chest rose and fell with the effort it took to keep her emotions in check, to not react to their goading or their domineering ways, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. As Noah tugged on the leash in front of her, she could see Zack watching her and she worked to school her expression even more than before. She couldn’t let him know that this angered her, that she ached to defy them and escape their grasp. As they led her out of the ship that she had spent her last week on, she got a firsthand look at the planet she was now to call home.

  The temperature was very warm. As she stepped into the sunlight, she was suddenly very happy that Noah had taken her cloak, even though she was practically naked without it. The sunlight caressed her flesh and lifted her spirits. Breathing in the fresh wild air, she sighed with delight. She’d always loved the outdoors. She looked up into the sky and saw three suns. Two were high overhead, and another was peeking over the horizon. One was yellow and bright, the other orange, and the one at the horizon was a blood red in color. She now understood why both men were so unbelievably tan. Despite the heat, the air felt light and thankfully, not humid like her hometown back on Earth.

  The sky was a brilliant blue color, like the ocean of the Caribbean she’d seen when she was younger. Off to her right, rolling sand dunes met her view and to her left, she saw a wooded area. As she studied the trees, she could see a deep blue river running through the land. A large barn and several buildings dotted along the banks. A short white fence ran around the little oasis.

  It reminded her of a small village in the deserts of the Sahara, something that she’d only seen pictures of, rather than an alien planet. It wasn’t a land of technology, which is what she expected. It was almost as though they had ventured back in time, by several hundred years by the looks of things.

  The ground was warm through her thin sandals as they guided her forward. They walked for about five minutes together and as they got closer to the fenced compound, she could study the buildings in much greater depth. The main house was composed of mainly glass windows and molded concrete the color of dark wet sand. Cacti lined the walkways, along with some hardy bushes among the sand and rock. Little bursts of colors sprouted up all over, small yellow flowers that she longed to touch and braid into her hair. Fields of wild grass grew untamed in the distance. The massive trees that grew in and around the structures offered some much-needed shade and she sighed at the coolness it afforded them.

  With a tiny smile, she looked down at the ground. She didn’t see anyone else at that moment and was thankful for it. Her breasts hung heavy and full, her nipples still hard almost as though she could still feel Noah’s hands on her. Her pussy was incredibly damp and slick as she walked behind the men and she hated herself for it. She shouldn’t be reacting in such a wanton manner. She should be ashamed, embarrassed, and most important, angry, but instead, her body was betraying her by reacting in such a wanton manner.

  “Bring her into the examination room in the barn. The veterinarian should be arriving any minute,” Noah commanded and Zack gently jerked her forward.

  “What? A vet?” she murmured out loud, feeling incredibly confused at his description. An examination? Why did he need a veterinarian?

  Noah had walked off into the main house, leaving her alone with Zack.

  Her arms rose and gripped the leash around the base of her neck. Locking her legs, she stopped walking and Zack halted in front of her. He turned and stared back at her, his eyes hard and amused, almost daring her to defy him.

  “I wouldn’t recommend testing me, pet. You must learn that things are different here on Dayhari than back for you on Earth. My brother and I own you now and you will be expected to follow a certain set of rules here. You won’t like what happens if you disobey us.”

  She clenched her teeth in frustration. Glaring back at him, she stomped her foot into the dirt. Zack tugged on the leash and she reluctantly walked forward toward the large barn-like structure with him. It stood tall above her with two large doors. Zack opened one of them and led her inside.

  What she saw inside shocked her. Stalls lined the walls, just like an ordinary barn, but the normalcy stopped there. Inside each one was a woman, bound in similar gear such as she, but much more heavy duty. They were adorned with a harness that wound around their heads, holding a bit inside their mouths.

  They tossed their heads and whinnied just like horses at the intrusion. One woman was tied to a central post and a man was brushing out her long hair, as one would do to a horse’s mane. She wore heavy shoes with what looked like a metal horseshoe on the bottom that clicked every time she moved on her feet. As the woman turned, Isabella was horrified and strangely intrigued to see a very long horse’s tail emerging from in between her buttocks. She whisked her hips from side to side and the tail swayed back and forth. Her breasts were lifted high in the leather outfit, nipples hard as pebbles and her bare pussy peeked out from the crotch-less panties she was outfitted in. Isabella had never seen anything like it.

  The woman’s proud eyes met hers and she smiled a little around the bit in her mouth, before she tossed her head and turned away. She looked back at the man tending to her, and nuzzled his shoulder with a soft whinny.

  All eyes in the stalls surrounding both her and Zack turned to watch her. Isabella blushed hard, knowing they could see her private areas, just like she could see theirs. What the heck was going on here?

  “This is the pony barn. All the women here specialize in living their lives as ponies. You’ll see other areas of the compound with time, including the kitty house, the house pets, as well as the wildcat sanctuary. In time, we shall discover what kind of pet you are and will begin to train you as such,” Zack explained.

  “These women are ponies?” she asked breathlessly, her body humming with disbelief.

  “Does being a pony intrigue you, little one?” he pressed, as his hand snaked around the back of her neck.

  She didn’t respond, mainly because she didn’t know the answer. These women looked so strong and confident, their bodies firm and sculpted from a hard day’s labor, but every single one looked so proud and unquestionably happy that it made
it incredibly difficult for her to reconcile the insanity of it. She refused to meet his eyes and chose to stare at the ground instead. She decided to say nothing.

  He led her down to a door off the side, bringing her into a room with a post like the one that the pony woman had been tied to. He wrapped the leash around a hook at the top and left her standing there alone. Against the wall was a metal table and a scale beside it. The whole room had a distinctive medical feel, just like a room in a veterinarian’s, or even a doctor’s office back on Earth.

  Her tummy ached just thinking about it.

  She looked up at the hook where he had lashed the leash, realizing it was well out of her reach. She ran her hands over the clasp and realized she couldn’t undo that either. Things were looking bleaker with every passing second. Whatever was about to happen, it was going to occur whether she liked it or not.

  Glaring back at Zack, she crossed her arms over her chest.

  “What the hell is this place,” she said angrily.

  He grinned back at her with a chuckle and shook his head. After a long moment, he eventually answered as he moved forward and ran his finger across her nipple. She huffed in defiance when she realized that the hard little buds had betrayed her once again.

  “You’re to be examined by our local vet, as per Dayhari law. You must be deemed healthy and free of disease before you begin to interact with any of the pets here. If you are sick, you must be put in quarantine. If you aren’t, then this examination will pass quickly for you and we will begin your training,” he responded nonchalantly.

  “You have to be kidding me,” she breathed, unable to comprehend that such a thing was real. “I’m not a dog,” she then said, raising her chin with as much defiance as she could muster.

  “No. You are a feral human female pet. You’re untrained and it is up to Noah and myself to train you to our customs so that we may sell you when the time is right,” he declared, leveling her with a hard stare.