I think that once we let her loose, she’d be exactly like Lucy was. An animal in need of blood.
And fuck if that didn’t just make me crave her more.
I worked my jaw, trying to regain some semblance of control as my hands tightened around her. This whole situation was fucked, and I was selfish in the most pure and volatile way.
I had missed her.
I had loved her.
I thought I had lost her.
I wanted to give her every ounce of those emotions, show her how much they belonged to her, but I couldn’t. Not in the way I needed, not yet.
I had to bide my time, rebuild the trust. I wouldn’t shatter her more just because my cock was in desperate need of her pussy. Even if she did like it at first, want it, if I took it from her now, she would never come back.
Without responding, I walked into Olivia’s room, set the box down and then put her gently in the bed.
Lucy jumped up, crawling to the other side of the bed and huffing down into the covers, the mouse readjusting.
I stepped back after she was all tucked in. God, she was beautiful, and soon, she would gain her strength back and shewould realize how unbreakable she truly was. It was only a matter of time.
I finally opened the box, revealing her new items.
Two thick leather bracelets, bright pink, with silver buckles on them. Each had a locking mechanism, which I locked as soon as they were securely on each wrist, covering those scars she never wanted to see.
And perhaps her views on them would change in the future, but for now, I would try and shift the view from torture to ownership.Myownership.
Each of the cuffs had a black outline of a Queen chess piece on them too, a reminder of who she was to me. Who she had always been.
I pulled the collar out of the box next.
It wasn’t exactly like the last one. It was still leather, pink, thick, and it still locked in the back, but this time, there was a black chain on the front of it, looping through a metal ring on either side of the leather, the chain linked by a black metal heart.
When I clipped the leash to that heart and pulled, the metal chain pulled tighter, tightening the collar around her neck, but when it was just sitting around her neck, relaxed, the heart was positioned at the hollow of her throat, the chain having enough give to hang a little.
I locked it gently around her neck. Her head fell to one side as I straightened and took her in, gently brushing the hair out of her eyes, trailing my knuckles along her soft skin.
The scars on her face had faded a lot, but the rest of her body was now riddled in them. I hoped she knew how beautiful I found her. Even now. The scars didn’t lessen her. What they did hadn’t lessened her to me. In fact, she was more. Stronger than I thought, braver. She was shatter-proof.
Now all I had to do was show her. Show her that whatshe saw as broken, I saw as beautiful. What she saw as ugly, I saw as untouchable. She was mine. My Claim, in every circumstance, in every chapter, in every version of herself, she would always be mine.
29
Everett
October 29th, 2022
Iwas tethered to the world again.
It seemed silly, how relieved I had felt waking up to find a collar. It seemed absolutely ridiculous that something so small brought such tears to my eyes, even after the crying I had done last night, but I couldn’t help it.
And it wasn’t just a collar, a new one at that, but cuffs too.
Cuffs to hide the marring. Cuffs to further tie me down, to hold me in place while I tried to figure out where the Hell I was supposed to go now.
I had cuffs, a collar, paper roses, a bathroom filled with self-care things, and a fridge filled with good food.
I had a dog who wouldn’t leave my side, other than to go to the bathroom, and a mouse who loved me.
