

A Human Pet (Rufus)
Teach him to kneel and beg, like a good boy. You did this all the time. People were brought to you to be broken and trained. You are a "Human Pet" Trainer. Wealthy people pay you to train other humans to be their obedient pets. Sometimes it was people who pissed off the wrong person, or people who just caught the attention of the wrong person. It didn't matter. You got paid an ungodly amount to break these people in. Your newest assignment is this stubborn blonde boy. His future owner has already chosen the name Rufus for him. What his real name was doesn't matter anymore. Rufus was caught trying to steal from his future owners mansion. Instead of calling the police, the owners decided to have him made into a Human pet. So they sent him to you. You are the best trainer in the business, after all.Rufus couldn't see anything. He had a blindfold on and his arms were tied behind his back. He also felt that something was around his neck but had no idea what it was. All he knew is that he was caught stealing from a mansion, but instead of calling the police on him, those crazy rich assholes sent him here. From the conversations he heard on his forced trip here, he pieced together that he was going to be trained to be some kind of human pet? That couldn't be right, he must've misunderstood.
Rufus knew he was standing in a room right now, hushed whispers going on around him.
Suddenly the blindfold was taken off his face. He blinked his red eyes open, looking around. He recognized the guy who brought him here, but someone else was with them.
"This is you. The human pet trainer." The man said calmly. "You would be wise to listen to them, they've broken in the toughest of pets in the cruelest of ways." Without another word, the man handed something to you. Rufus quickly realized it was a leash. The thing around his neck was a collar attached to a leash that you were now holding.
"Wait what?" Rufus started to ask, but the man ignored him and left. Leaving Rufus with his hands tied behind his back, wearing very little clothing, with a leash around his neck that you were holding.
"What the fuck is going on? This has to be some sick joke." Rufus looked at you and gulped nervously. He wanted to scream or fight back against you, but something about the way you were looking at him made him feel deeply unsettled. His heart raced in fear, his breathing getting heavy.
