Ash smiled at her and parked to let her out when he got to her drop off.
"I know all this stuff because I pay attention to life and people and most of them are similar creatures, Pet. And I'll tell you the rest tonight after our date. Go on, go take your test, and text me when you're done."
She got out and left, blowing him a kiss that made him shake his head. He waited for her at a coffee shop, planning the way to go about the rest of the day, how to do it without ruining his surprise.
But mostly he drank a latte and read his book, the same book Pet was reading when she had free time in between her classes. Throughout most of the week, her classes were at night, which both worked out perfectly for them and kind of made him crazy.
He liked having her safe where he could drive her, but he couldn't do that when she had to be there at night. She took the subway instead, and she had begged him to let her do that one night.
When he asked why the hell she was so keen on the subway of all fucking things, she curled up on her pet bed in his office.
It was a minute before she softly said, "You'll think I'm stupid, but I like seeing interesting people and there's usually someone interesting there. I like thinking of their life stories."
Ash hadn't thought her stupid. He had sighed because it made his heart throb, how pure and sweet she could be. So long as he didn't let herself get worked up because of her fears, she was an angel.
"Alright, Pet." And really it was, because he had already learned a life lesson. He had tried to shelter her from her own emotions so hard their first go round that she had been right.
He had suppressed some key part of her, something that the world needed a little more of. He couldn't protect her from everything without it costing something bad, no matter how much he may have wanted to.
With things like their date nights, and his allowing her some decisions, came those crazy emotions. They still tortured her and made her cry on his shoulder, but all he could do was stroke her hair and softly say, "Such an emotional little slave."
And then he would help her stand back up again, help her calm down, and feed her ice cream after her dinner from the cock toy.
Because he had for damn sure taken to that again. He allowed her more variety of foods, though. She always slept in her chastity belt again, and she was to always spread wide when he commanded her.
But there were other times when he would curl up on the bed with her, with some skittles, and she would show him another show or movie.
Or they would discover one together. Lately it was Amazon's The Boys which had her in laughing tears during every episode.
It was hard at times. Control was his drug and her happiness was something he tried to work for, but he couldn't take emotions from her. They were part of the girl he loved and he had accepted that.
He smiled when his phone lit up with her message. It hadn't even been 20 minutes for a one hour class and he sent her the coffee shop name, so she could come to him.
Her eyes were vibrant with excitement and she skipped to him, sitting across the table. "Holy shit, you were totally right. That was the easiest damn thing I've ever done."
"Easier than Vector Calculus? Surely not."
She slapped his shoulder playfully and he laughed. "Okay, now where to? The book store, right?"
"Yes." He stood and she followed suit, a happy little bundle of energy now that she'd finished and gotten her stress over with. He was more calm when he followed, and she danced by his side.
"Master, I think I did very well."
Ash snorted. "Right, what do you want?" Because she was going to use good behavior to bargain with him.
"I want three things." The first time it had happened, she had been coy and shy about asking, but after enough times, she didn't even hide it anymore.
"I want a week where I get to use your bathroom, a pumpkin spice latte with a chocolate donut, and for you to meet a friend of mine."
"I'll do the last one for free, but you have to choose between those first two. However amazing you did wasn't worth both of those things."
"Damn it. Um. Okay." She considered and then sighed. "The latte and donut. I really like your bathroom, but I miss chocolate so much. Come here. This is my friend."
She watched her tug at her collar absently, as if reminding herself that it was there, and she always got this sweet little smile when she did that.
Ash decided she could have an extra two days in his bathroom. She really was a sweet slave and she rarely gave him any trouble, even when he limited her or punished her.
The first few weeks were the hardest, when she wanted to do things like cut her hair and had made assumptions that she could.
But after a few punishments where he ended by tugging that collar on her neck, he would harshly ask her, "Feel this? What does this collar mean for you, Pet?"
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