Chapter 5 Five

I untangled my body from my still-sleeping slave to change into a pair of shorts and lace up my sneakers. Jane should be exhausted enough from yesterday's events to sleep through my workout.

I wasn't so lucky.

She whimpered and sat up straight, pulling her knees to her chest.

"Go back to sleep. I'll be back in a little while."

She whimpered again, burying her face in her knees. "I'm s-sorry, Mommy. What did I, what did I do wrong?"

"You didn't do anything wrong." I sighed as she began to sniffle. "Let's go."

I tossed her a pair of shorts, helped her tuck her tail in, and tied the drawstring tightly so they wouldn't fall off. I dropped her off in the kitchen with Miles.

Jane still seemed upset, but she didn't start freaking out. So that was a plus, I suppose. She'd have to get used to being away from me.

Krystal was already waiting for me in the gym and, not surprisingly, was extra complaint, even when I prescribed her a heavy dose of cardio - which she would normally make her hatred for known. After warming up, I spent a little over an hour focusing on legs and lower abs, then blasted out a quick mile run on the treadmill.

I glanced at the screen of Krystal's treadmill and nodded approvingly at her stats for the interval training. "Three more cycles, then cool down, shower, and join us for breakfast."

"Yes, Ma'am." The treadmill kicked off for the beginning of the next sprint.

I showered quickly in the attached bathroom, slipping on a pair of sweats from the stash I had there. I headed back towards the kitchen, calling out, "Miles!"

He appeared from a spare bedroom, with Jane following closely behind him. "Yes, Miss Jung?"

"How long until breakfast is ready?"

"About twenty minutes, Miss Jung."

"Wonderful. Jane, come."

She followed me back to my bedroom. "Take a quick shower, pet. I'll wait here. Come out when you're finished."

She bit her lip but nodded and slipped into the bathroom. After a few moments, her head peaked out. "M-mommy? Can you show me how to work the shower, please?"

"Of course." I entered, smirking as she tried to hide her nudity. For someone sold to be a sex slave, she was very uncomfortable being nude- but I wasn't complaining. I tutted. "Don't try to hide what's mine, pet."

She sheepishly lowered her hands to her sides. "S-Sorry, Mommy."

"Hands behind your back."

She obeyed while I started the shower. My slave let out a squeak when I wrapped my hand around her pussy; she bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning. I rubbed her until she was fully wet , then quickly worked her up to the edge of orgasm. Despite digging her teeth into her lower lip, she was moaning loudly and starting to drip precum within a minute.

Jane whimpered at the withdrawal of my hand.

"Aw, did you think I was going to let my little slut cum?" She whined again. I tucked a finger under her chin and tilted her head up. "I asked you a question, pet."

"Y-Yes, M-mommy."

"Now, shower quickly.And don't forget my rules."

She nodded and hopped into the shower. I would've loved to follow her in and tease her until she forgot her own name - but that could wait until after breakfast.

I exited the bathroom and lounged on the sofa pushed against one wall. She could use some food to nourish her body before I make her tremble and quake for a few hours.

Jane emerged after a few minutes wearing the pair of shorts from earlier.

"Did I say you could put those back on?"

"N-No, Mommy. I - "

"Take them off." I grabbed my pocket knife, flicking it open as I approached her. She took one step back before freezing, her ears flattening against his head. "When you're with me, don't get dressed unless I say. Alright?"

She nodded. "I won't do it a-again, Mommy."

I scooped the shorts off the floor and cut a small hole in the back for her tail, then closed the knife and dropped it in my pocket. "Now you may put them on."

She pulled them on and pushed her tail out through the hole. Again, I helped her tie the drawstring, then led her to the kitchen.

"Sit down, Jane." I pointed her to the seat at the right of the head of the table. Miles was just finishing the bacon, so I grabbed two bowls and scooped out baked oatmeal for Jane and myself. I added a dollop of peanut butter to each of the bowls as well as a sprinkling of brown sugar and a splash of milk. Jane's eyes widened as I set the bowls on the table.

I sat down, and Miles brought the plate of bacon over to the table. I took a bite out of a piece and nodded approvingly.

"What would you like to drink, Miss Jung?"

"Water and coffee."

He grabbed a mug and poured my coffee. "And for Jane?"

"Water."

He nodded and filled two glasses for us before dishing out his own breakfast. He joined us at the table, and we began to eat. I waited a few minutes to see what Jane would do.

I was pleased - she drank some of her water but made no move to touch her food.

"You may eat."

"Thank you, Mommy."

She slid her bowl closer and dug in, quickly catching up to how much Miles and I had already eaten.

"Slow down so you don't make yourself sick, Jane. It's not a race; I'm not going to take it away if you don't finish fast enough."

"Sorry, Mommy."

Krystal appeared just as we finished. I left Miles to clean up, directing Jane back to my room.

While I continued to my bed, Jane hesitated by the door.

"Strip."

She whined but pushed the shorts down her legs. Her hand twitched in a subconscious movement to cover herself.

"Now, come here." She began to inch her way across the room, but she froze when I removed some lube from the bedside table. "Jane ... This is the only warning you're getting."

She whined but reached me in a moment; her hands trembled at her sides as she chewed on her lower lip.

I brushed a finger over her lip, gently tugging it from between her teeth. "You're going to bite it open and make yourself bleed."

She switched to chewing on the inside of her cheek instead and kept her eyes trained on the container of lube in my hand.

"Don't bite yourself. Period. If you can't control it, we'll go downstairs and find a nice gag for you."

"S-Sorry, Mommy."

"What do you think is going to happen now, pet?"

She looked down and quietly stuttered, "You're, you're going to... you're going to fuck me."

"Why does that freak you out?"

Her tail tucked between his legs. "I, I have no right to refuse you, Mommy."

"That didn't answer my question, now did it, Jane?"

She whimpered, "It, it'll hurt, Mommy."

"It may be a little uncomfortable at first, but as long as you're good, it won't hurt. Can you be a good girl?"

"Y-Yes, M-Mommy."

"So what's the problem, then?"

"I don't know, Mommy," he whimpered.

I raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe that."

"Pl-Please, Mommy..."

"C'mon, Jane. What else?"

"I-I really don't know, Mommy."

I hummed. "Alright. On second thought, go wait for me in the basement."

She dropped to her knees at my feet. "I'm sorry, Mommy ! Please, I'll be good, Mommy!"

I stroked his head. "Calm down. I'm not punishing you. However, I will have to if I need to repeat myself. We're not having sex now, and I'll be down shortly."

She stood and slowly tore himself away from me and inched towards the door. I gave her an encouraging nod, and she exited, softly closing the door behind her.