That’s How I Became Her Pet

When I was in middle school, I used to date Matsuura-san. But she joined a delinquent group and began to treat me horribly. They would force me to do horrible things; one of the worst things they made me do was deliver drugs to customers. Eventually, I was able to free myself from their chains when they got arrested.

When I entered university, I thought I was going to have a great time. I was attending the same school as my best friend, and I had a stable and loving relationship with the love of my life. But then I met Matsuura-san again, and my dream of a perfect university life was shattered into pieces. One night, she called me and revealed that she was the one who started the rumour, and she threatened to show the school some photos of Sensei and me if I didn’t obey her. I became her pet again.

From then on, my daily life turned into a nightmare. I was forced to do everything she ordered me to. From buying groceries with my own money to carrying her bags whenever she went shopping, I had become her pet to control. Additionally, she made me do her homework even though I had no knowledge of her subject. I would stay up late at night just to read books related to her subject in order to be able to properly complete her homework, leaving me with no time to focus on my own. No one noticed I was suffering; whenever we were outside, we would put on a façade, acting like a couple. I hated how she made me do things like hold her hand and kiss her on the cheek because it made me feel like I was betraying Sensei, whom I hadn’t seen in a while due to the principal ordering us to stay away from one another and due to the fact that I had no time to talk to her since I was too busy providing my services to Matsuura-san.

She would try to seduce me, touching me in places I did not want to be touched. I had to protect myself from her advances by constantly pushing her away from me. Luckily, she did not seem to take it too seriously and did not threaten me into doing anything. While I was in anguish, she was enjoying every second of it. I was glad that it was merely teasing, but I was terrified that she would grow impatient.

Her harassment became more viscous, and her demands mirrored the things she made me do back in middle school. While not as extreme since she did not want to disappoint her father again, she forced me to do things against my will. My days were like I was being punished in hell for my sins. I couldn’t bear the anguish any longer. I wanted to break free from the leash she held me by.

How could I break free?

I became so sleep deprived, and I was always in pain. One day, I was so tired after doing chores for Matsuura-san that I collapsed on the floor. I was taken to the hospital due to this. I was grateful since this allowed me to see Sensei for the first time in a while. She had come to visit me in the hospital. I was so relieved to see her face that I broke into tears. The pain was getting to me. She hugged me, which made me feel safe and comforted—a luxury I hadn’t received in a while.

Sensei informed me that the principal was still looking for evidence to confirm if the rumour was true or not. She also told me that Karou was still not going to class, which made sense since she probably wouldn’t be able to face Sensei in class. Remembering how Karou felt when she learned about my relationship with Sensei, I decided to tell Sensei how Matsuura-san was exploiting me again and dehumanising me. Based on her reaction, she was insanely furious at Matsuura-san.

My time of peace was eventually interrupted by the arrival of Matsuura-san, who was carrying some flowers.

“Oh, did I interrupt something?”

Sensei stood up and approached her. “What do you think you’re doing here?”

“I came to check up on my boyfriend.”

“Your boyfriend? He is not your boyfriend.”

“Oh, I forgot you two were dating. Still, he belongs to me.”

With animalistic fury, Sensei slashed the flowers she was holding and threw them to the ground.

“I don’t think you want to try anything, Sensei. If you were to harm me in any capacity, I’m sure you would find yourself without a job very quickly.”

“Are you threatening me?”

“That’s exactly what I’m doing.”

“I won’t let you hurt Sozen anymore.”

“Awh, how cute. The girlfriend protecting her adorable boyfriend; you love to see a strong woman caring for her lover. But, Sensei, you have nothing to worry about. Kuro-kun and I are having fun, aren’t we, Kuro-kun?”

I was unable to speak up, so I simply looked away.

“Listen here, Sensei. I’m not a bad person. All I wanted was to reclaim what was rightfully mine. If you wish to get in the way of Ko-kun and my relationship, then you’ll be punished severely. I want you to never talk to him again. If I see you two interacting with one another, whether it’s virtual or in person, I will release the photos, and your career will come to a sad end.”

“Now, Sensei. I want to be alone with my Kuro-kun, so could you please leave?”

Sensei looked at her with rage in her eyes. Before she could do anything rash, I told her it was okay to leave me here. Despite her hesitation, she eventually left with a tear in her eye.

I had had enough. She had threatened Sensei despite our agreement that she would not harm her in any way. I needed to fight back against my oppressor, but I was unsure how I would do so.

The next day, I was discharged from the hospital; Matsuura-san was the one to pick me up. In the car, she informed me that her family was hosting a party and that she wanted to bring me along as her date. Was this a way to impress her father? I had no choice but to agree. She gave me a nice suit to wear and reminded me that if I didn’t play the part well, she would release the photos. But she was unaware that I was plotting a way to remove the leech that had been tormenting me.

The day of the party arrived. Matsuura-san and I entered the large hall, and we were welcomed by her family members. She introduced me to her father, a man in his mid-fifties with a medium-sized white beard. Her father owned a successful pharmaceutical company, so he was well-known among the Japanese people. His influence was so powerful that it allowed him to make sure his daughter did not go to prison along with her friends. But after the scandal, people began to look at him differently. This caused him to be more strict with his only daughter, hence Matsuura-san’s need to impress her father, presumably as a way to make him forgive her.

During the party, I did my best to fit in and interact with the people. Whenever Matsuura-san called for me, I would rush to her side. The night was excruciatingly long, but I had a plan.

Before we entered the hall, we had to dispose of our mobile phones in a box, which would be stored away for safekeeping. I had managed to sneakily take the guard’s key, which allowed me access into the room the phones were being kept in.

When Matsuura-san and her family were busy taking photos and entertaining the guests, I snuck away and went upstairs. I tried the key on each door until I found one that opened. It was a large, luxurious bedroom with a master bed as its most noticeable trait. On top of the desk was the box with all of our phones. I hurriedly searched through the pile of phones for Matsuura-san’s phone, but I couldn’t find it. That’s when I heard the door open behind me.

“Looking for this?”

I turned around and saw Matsuura-san holding her phone.

“I knew you would try to slip away and look for my phone so you could delete it, so I kept it hidden in my underwear.”

I found myself cornered, with no escape within reach. She slowly approached me and pushed me onto the bed.

“You know, we’re all alone now. Everyone’s too busy being obnoxiously loud, so we can be as loud as we want in here. What do you say?”

“Get off of me.”

“Come on. Let’s have a little fun.”

She forcibly ripped my shirt open. I tried my best to get up, but my body wouldn’t move.

“What did you do to me?”

“Oh, I may have spiked your drink earlier. Now you won’t be able to move for the next hour or two.”

“This is wrong! We shouldn’t do this.”

“No one will know, will they? Besides, once you’ve had a taste, you’ll never want to go back to that old hag.”

Gently caressing my face, she leaned in for a kiss when the door was kicked open by her father.

“Father!”

“Katsumi, what is this?”

He took out his phone from his pocket and played an audio recording of the night she threatened Sensei.

“How… how is that possible?” She turned to me with confusion in her face. “What have you done?”

As a response, I simply smiled at her.