School finished itself and with the end of the day Nox was free and better yet he was free to enjoy himself!
Today after all was friday, which meant he now had the entire weekend to enjoy his captives as much as he wanted to without interruption.
As he walked home escaping the hellish landscape that was high school Nox did not forget to first stop off at the bank seeing as how all his on hand money had been stolen from him, he could avoid this by simply not carrying any money on him but that he'd learned early on was actually worse since they'd beat him more while demanding he bring everything he had the next day and if he still didn't then one of them would 'escort' him to the bank and have his account be cleared out instead.
Simply easier to lose the small change than to have to scrounge around like vermin in the dirt looking for anything to eat once all his own funds were misappropriated by those scoundrels.
From the monthly stipend he received per the law in the form of child support from his Mother the majority paid for his home and the utilities therein, the remainder was meant to last him the entire month paying for all his other needs such as food, and when needed clothing.
Every week he'd need to visit the bank to withdraw a new 'allowance' amount so that the gang had something to target him for, while he would take a small portion of this withdrawn amount and store it in a secret place at his home, this would act like his reserve or emergency fund in case the gang really did go so far as to rob him of all his other monies.
After taking out his newest allowance amount, Nox crossed the street and entered one of the many chicken joints of the city, but this was the only one along the route he could take to get home without straying to far one way or another.
True to his word, Nox purchase something of a luxury in his life as he picked up a simple chicken meal deal, to which he consumed the drink and fries as he finished the stroll home.
The starchyness of the fries mixed with the simple amount of salt truly whetted his appetite but even so he withheld himself from chowing down on the chicken still remaining with the meal box as he had promised this to go to the first of his pets, yes pets.
As he spent time thinking over the last week he had come to the conclusion that depending on how they reacted, Nox was going to treat them all not as humans so that anything he did was easier on his own mental morals.
But at the same time the concept of slavery didn't really jive with him, at least it didn't just yet, so for now he'd landed on the idea of referring to them as pets.
Simple enough concept to accept, after all they presently were locked up like beasts, and he was responsible for their wellbeing, and providing them with food and water.
When they were good he gave them treats, when they were bad or disobedient he would punish them, though seeing the popup that came up today during school it seems only those revenge targets could truly be called pets, while Sarah had jumped up a rung and become something higher.
Afterall he did figure she'd seek some sort of revenge once she got her hands on that provided tool, but to have gone as far as she had was shocking to say the very least.
As he mentally had asked the system to classify her position it listed her presently as a submissive, or a sub for short.
A position held in kinkier communities it seems a submissive was like a free-thinking person who followed the aims and wishes of their dominant but not exclusively so like that of a slave.
Given he'd provided her with a tool meant for dolling out punishments, the girl must've assumed it was her job to do just that, but when reviewing the footage taken during the day Nox was relieved to see she had only acted reasonably in self-defence rather than becoming a tyrant and wielding her newfound power without restraint.
Having gotten home, he entered after unlocking the door before closing and relocking it behind him.
Leaving his schoolbag, and the food box on the table while he went to quickly wash his face first before he'd be going to visit.
The cool water was refreshing, and as he padded his face dry with a towel reclaiming the cooling box from the table, restrapping the lantern to his waist, and collecting a new box from his system inventory.
Whoosh
Entering the recently illuminated prison space, an unmistakable scent caused him to wrinkle his nose a little bit but it was already something he'd come to expect seeing what had happened already over the last couple of hours.
At the moment of his arrival, there was a quick scrambling sound coming from his side.
Only slightly moving his head he could see that Sarah had been the one to panic, quickly launching herself from the provided throne and quickly shooting to drop down and kneel at the seats side.
Seems her mentality has reinforced the position given correctly as intended.
As he moved to sit down the other two started to wake up, and shifted to look over, as the astringent scent of the room was being slowly taken over by another scent a far more delectable one.
Having taken his seat, Nox sat now like a king with his loyal retainer kneeling at his side awaiting his commands while looking out at the human refuse clinging stubbornly to their old lives.
"Here. As promised."
Rather tersely Nox moved the one box from his hand and offered it up to Sarah.
She happily accepted and without a moments hesitation opened the boxes lid to find to her glee three waiting pieces of bone in chicken fried perfectly with the skins still on.
"Go ahead, it's yours"
Seeing her hesitate Nox gave her permission and Sarah dove in to eat something real for the first time in days now.
Gulp Gulp
Both Kelsey and Amber had sat up and were now watching Sarah greedily eating the delicious smelling food.
Thunk.
Rrrrrrrrrrrr
As their focus was locked on the box of food, and the flesh entering one of their mouths.
The sounds broke their focus as a new water bottle was planted in front of Sarah, while two others were rolled across the ground towards the other two.