Leashes and Chains (Private with NekoUke)
 

Zack yawned bored as several Neko came and were sold on stage. None pleased him, they weren't what he was looking for. You see, in addition to owning the biggest Leash, Collar, and Clothing company for both Nekos and other pets, he was really into BDSM. He wanted someone he could tie up for long periods of time. He wanted someone he could tease and prod with the promise of an orgasm. He wanted someone he could punish if they were bad. He wanted a Neko who was into exactly what he wanted. Though he didn't think that would happen. He thought he had found it with George, but he soon proved to be too much trouble then he was worth. "At least I got a good price for him," He thought to himself as a new neko was brought out on stage and his bio was read. "Hmm, cute little guy," He thought to himself. "Wonder what kind of show he'll give me."

The neko was lead onto the stage, naked of course as was expected of those who were about to be auctioned off to their new prospective owner. He was made to stand still with his arms behind his head and legs at shoulder width. He had shoulder length dark brown hair and blue eyes. He was around maybe 21 - 23 years. Though his name was Denieru Yagashi he'd imagine he would have a name chosen for him.

He cast his eyes over the crowd as the announcer over the microphone started to read out his bio, as well as his likes. For a demonstration he even spoke out a few commands to Denieru, which he obeyed without question. Such as kneel, lay down, turn around and so on before being made to stand back to attention just as before.

A smile came across Zack's face, as he saw this. "Such obedience," He thought to himself. "And such a fine specimen. I must have him," He thought, and as soon as the bidding began, his hand instantly shot up. "10,000" He shouted.

"15,000" rang another.

"23,000" Came again another.

Zac growled, he didn't have time for such stupidity. He would make an offer no one would counter, and end this now. "500,000." He shouted, upping the ante almost twenty-five fold. No one dared argue with him on that price, and the auctioneer shouted, "Sold."

At that price Denieru had better had been worth it. The neko didn't react to this; actually taking the news well and not with horror and disappointment unlike most nekos who were up in his position. Denieru was eventually lead off stage and into the back where he would be prepared for his new Master.

Zack smirked and called a worked over saying, "An extra thousand if you prepare him to these specifications." He handed him a list, a kinky look in his eyes as he waited for the auction to be over.

The man walked over to Denieru and said, "Aren't you lucky. You fetched the highest price yet. Well, your new master has paid me a good deal to get you ready for him. So hop up," He said patting a table, treating him like an animal. "Let me measure you."

Denieru though had an independent mind though and preferred to act like someone who was at least human; such was the way he was trained. But he didn't disagree as he climbed onto the table and on all fours too.

The man smiled, and got a tape measure going over his back, his legs, his sides, his neck, his thighs, his rear, and even his member. He smiled and said, "Good good." He walked off to the side, and into a closet, returning with a tight latex suit. "This should fit you nicely," He said, before saying, "Come, and put these on," He said handing him a pair of tight latex pants, which happened to be missing the back end, and the front end directly in front of the rear and member respectively.

Denieru hopped off of the table and watched the man bring out some clothing for him. Again though he didn't complain as he took the pants off the man and started to put them on. They seemed tight but he had to accept this was what his new Master was into. After placing them on Denieru continued standing there.

The man smirked, but didn't say anything, before handing him a equally tight latex shirt. "This as well," He then reached over and forced it over his head, pulling his arms through putting the shirt on. He then attached it to the pants, making it very tight around his body. He then smirked and said, "Now for the fun parts. What would you like first, your plug, or your chasity belt?"

Denieru didn't complain trying to get used to the tightness of the outfit but he blinked at the next question; he wasn't sure what he was supposed to say as he bowed his head respectfully. "My belt please Sir." he said quietly.