That little fucker...

I just didn't get how this human was so defiant, then again, he hasn't exactly been under any sort of authority all his life. I tried not thinking too much about that, though. Because then I start wondering about how he got out there, where were his parents, where are his parents? Which only reminded me I need to get him registered, but I'm not going anywhere with him until he's either properly trained or restrained. That's partly what the collar was for, it was also to help keep him inside along with being a way to punish him.

Pete had brought over a box full of things for me, just some extra stuff he had. I offered pay for it all, but he insisted that it was a gift. “Welcome to the big boys club, remember?” is his literal words. In this came these little devices and a collar. The devices went in the windows and doors, and when the collar is one, they all can connect wireless to an alarm (which I have two boxes for. One in my room and the main room.) If he tries to leave with the collar on, he'll set if off. Even if I'm not home, it warns me via phone message and the closest local authorities.

The punishment part is that it also happened to be a shock collar. Nothing strong enough to kill him, but Pete did warn me that the highest setting will leave marks. It was a neat thing.

While I was waiting for him to either get bored or hungry enough to come out, I decided to rummage through the box to see what else Pete brought. He just help me set up all the things for the collar alarms and handed me the remote. I just needed to get the damn thing on Jack, but...well, clearly that didn't work.

Digging through it, the first thing to catch my eye was a book. Picking it up, I looked at the title 'To Train Up A Pet.” Flipping through it, I realized it was just a training book. Pete told me a few things to keep in mind, but clearly his went into more detail. Setting it to the side, I continued looking through the box. I found a couple whips, of course Pete would put those in there, also come cuffs. I'm not sure if these were supposed to be taken sexual, but I'm sure I could use them for other things. There was also a wear assortment of straps, twisting them around in my hands, I realized it was a muzzle. Perfect, now I can shut the fucker up when I need to. There was instructions on how to use it in the box too. I decided to set those things separately from everything else, like the book. Something tells me I need it sooner rather than later.

There wasn't really much else in there, I guess this was just what Pete had to spare. Shrugging, I put everything away except the book and muzzle, and went to sit on the sofa and dig through this book. It was sure to hold some interesting ideas.

~*~~**~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*

It took me a full hour to read the whole thing, and wow, it was...quite interesting. I small part of me was telling me that this book was awful and shouldn't be taken seriously, but some of the things mentioned and techniques offered sounded, well, useful. I fully loved the idea of doing more than just hitting. There was things mentioned like sleep deprivation and using the pets weaknesses against them. The book also helped me realized that starving Jack out of the bathroom wasn't going to work, since it mentioned that pets that become accustomed to being famished will become more and more resistible to it. Considering he was basically starved when I found him, I doubt he's been a decent weight ever. He could starve to death without a second thought, which meant I had o change my tactics.

Setting the book on the side table, I stood up with a stretch and perked an ear to see if I heard anything. Once in awhile I heard water running, which I'm guessing was either him using the toilet or getting some water to drink. Kid was smart to hide out in a bathroom, but it wouldn't work for long. I could easily just break the door down, but I didn't feel like paying for the damage. However, I can turn off the water for the time being.

It took me only a few minutes to figure out how to do that once I went outside where my controls were. Walking back into the house, I turned on the television and waited. I think II got through four episodes of my favorite show before-

“THE WATERS NOT WORKING?!” Bingo.
“Whoops, did I do that?” I called back, laughing.
“You're the biggest asshole in the world!”
“And you're the biggest baby.”
“Fuck you!”
“Ohh, I'm so insulted.”

I let the banter go on for awhile, quickly learning that Jack just had to have the last word. It only took five minutes to get the get so annoyed he was struggling to say anything back. Two for me walk back to the bathroom while teasing him for stuttering at one point. And one minute to challenged him.

“If you're so tough, why don't you come out here and prove it?” I asked, twirling the collar as I leaned against the wall.
“Why don't you come in here?” Jack asked, his voice clearly on edge.
“Ohh, what a cowardly retort. Course you can't be bot-”

I barely got through the rest of my sentence before the bathroom door was thrown open and Jack stepped out. I smirked, already bolting to grab at him as he realized a minute too late what a stupid move he just did. He tried slamming it back shut, but I was already between the door and frame. With one hand on the edge of the door, and the other on the frame, I stepped in further, forcing the gap between them to become wider, smirking evilly.

“Now that was dumb, wasn't it?” I laughed, watching as Jack gave up trying to shove the door close and stepped backwards and away from me. “I'll give you one chance to behave and let me put this on you.”

He glared at me, mouth opening to clearly make a sassy remark. I felt my fingers twitch, ready to smack the life out of him if he dared uttered another negative word towards me. Seeming to sense what would happen, he simply closed his mouth and moved his eyes pointedly towards the ground. Feeling accomplished, I let go of the door and stepped closer, ignoring the way he flinched away from me, eyes closing. Not wanting to risk any more funny business, I slipped the collar on quickly and made sure to tighten it before locking it in place, pocketing the key and stepping back with a smile. Jack opened his eyes and looked up in time to see me raise an arm and backhand him hard enough to send him flying backwards into the tub.

“That's for being a little bitch about this and making me wait an hour.” I stated, amused to see that his lip was bleeding. “Now clean yourself up, I'll meet you in the living room. We have some ground rules to go over....again.”

~Jack's POV~

I watched the asshole leave the bathroom, using my good hand to wipe the blood off my lip with the back of my hand. This is what my life has come to, getting tossed around like a damn toy and forced into servitude. I can't believe this is where my parents came from.

My parents...

Shaking my head, I tried to keep from thinking further on that subject. It only caused me headaches and grief, I can't think about them right now. Not when I'm under this evil creatures roof. I can get out of this, I will get out of this. For them. For myself.

Sighing, I slowly got myself out of the tub, feeling bruises forming on my back from where I hit the porcelain. Grabbing some bath tissue, I dabbed at the split in my lip till it wasn't really bleeding anymore, debating on rather or not I should just try to hide in here again. The pain in my body told me to just do what he said cause it really couldn't take much more pounding today.

Slowly leaving the bathroom, I tried to dig up the last of my dignity and made my way back to the lounge. As I entered, I could see Alex laying on the couch, and as I came into his view I couldn't help but notice a box of odd items sitting near him as well. Tilting his head to look at me, he gave off a cocky smile that made me wanna spit right in his stupid face.

“Aww, you can listen. This is twice now.” He gushed sarcastically. “Anyway, sit.”

I moved to use the chair, but Alex made a noise of disapproval.

“Not there, the floor.” He commanded. Clenching my fists, I complied anyway. Smiling, he swung his legs around to sit up right, and rested his elbows on his knees, hands clamping together and he rest his head on them. “Now, here's how things are going to go, I tell you to do something, and you're going to do it. Otherwise, you get punished, easy enough right?”

I rolled my eyes at him, earning a frown but he chose to continue anyway. I listened half-heartedly as he went on to list things I would soon be doing, like cooking and cleaning. I didn't know how to fucking cook properly, but whatever floats his boat. He then went on to list off how I wasn't allowed to leave the house, can't go here, can't do this, blah blah blah. I didn't really give two fucks. I was only going to lay low and figure out ways to get out of this hell hole.

“Understand?”
“Yeah.” I answered, not really listening still. Alex narrowed his eyes, and shrugged.
“Good. Now, I have to go somewhere tomorrow.”
“Oh, you actually leave the house?” I asked sarcastically.
“Shut your mouth,” He snapped. “Quit it with the attitude.”
“Yes, master.” I teased with a smirk, and he huffed.
“Fucking- Whatever. Anyway, yes, I'm leaving. I have shit to do, you think this house pays for itself?” He asked, but didn't wait for an answer. “I have some meetings to attend, I expect you to clean, that's it. And stay out of trouble, don't try to leave.”
“Whatever.” I scoffed.
“I said watch your attitude.” He warned. “Now, you're going to go to your room, willingly, and stay quiet.”
“Or what?” I asked, standing anyway. Alex simply reached in the box and lifted an item I didn't recognize.

“I'll make you be quiet.” Is all he said, before dropping it again and getting up, clearly expecting me to follow.

Notes

So, Jack doesn't know what the collar does. Hahahahaha. wonder how thats going to go in the next chapter?

Which will also possibly, include some time skips, sorry. Also, things are about to get brutal, I'll be including TWs and such.

So, the book is based off this terrible parenting book called To Train Up A Child (DO NOT EVER USE THIS BOOK. IT IS EVIL).

Here's the muzzle: http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/41enJWY%2BJ7L._SY355_.jpg