A lovely grumpy Pet

There were two instancies in this world... The first one being the majority. Strong men with all the money and power, leading the biggest companies and living in the biggest houses there ever was, able to buy everything they want. And of course the second one, the minority. People who barely have any money at all, getting themselves into every possible trouble just to earn it. They can't take care of themselves, not to mention for a whole family... They would do anything for money.

Lucy belonged to the majority and he was proud of it. He was a well known man in the high society and therefor never missed a party that was worth mentioning... Often organizing them himself. Therefor he was invited to an auction. A special one, where the rish not only could get paintings and antique vases... But also other human beings, new workers, either for their dirty work... or their private entertainment. Lucy was just there, because he had nothing better to do. Being rich often came with a quite boring daily routine. So the auction might be a nice change for once. Most of the offers weren't interesting for him though. He ignored most of them... Until an interesing fella came up for auction...

Bandit was still feeling a bit drowsy as he was pushed up on the stage, arms tightly bound behind his back and dressed in nothing but a pair of black boxers. He had known that it wasn't a good idea to mess with this kind of people but he had needed the money desperately... and that's when everything had started to go downhill. Aparently they had ment what they said when they had told him they would "get their money no matter what". But his imagination had never went so far that they would drug him at one of their meetings just to... bring him here. An auction for slaves he had figured out as the auctionair started to praise him, telling every detail to the audience, starting with... the amount he was in debt with. He gritted his teeth as he glared at all the snobs starring at him as if he was a delightful sight, all the eyes wandering over his body making him shiver.

Lucy listened to the auctionair, checking out Bandit like the rest of the audience. A young fella in a good shape. He could do the housework... Or work in the garden... Or in his bedroom. He smirked, as his mind already figured out all the possible uses for him. The auction was just as boring as his daily life lately to him, but this guy made it fascinating all of a sudden. The excitement rose inside of him. An excitement he hadn't felt for years. And excitement that triggered a demand inside his mind: I must have him. As soon the auctionair was done with his praises, the offers started. The price grew more and more, until Lucy stood up from his chair. "I'll pay the double of any offer that is given!!", he announced, causing everyone to shut up and stare back at him in surprise.

Bandit had lowered his head as he heard all the bidding, wishing he could just blend them out or put his hands over his ears... but that wasn't really possible. But when he heard the announcement of that one man he snapped his head up to look at him like everyone else. Why would he do that all of a sudden? Before he could process any more thoughts the auctionair was ending the offer with three knocks of his hammer, validating the purchase that way. "If you would come please forward sir so we can do the rest of the formular" he said with a smile as he waved Lucy forward and Bandit was pushed off to the side down the stage, over to a small area with a table and everything that was probably ment to sort things out.

Lucy nodded went over to the area. He now could get a closer look on Bandit. He looked even better up close. He was surely worth the money. His mind pictured all the possibilities again, drifting off to the more private ideas. It would be a shame to put him aside for any physical labor in one of the companies or the farms... He would keep him for himself... And his desires. But first, the paperwork.

There wasn't much to do, just a few signs here and there and some files that Lucy had to take with him... most imprtantly the contract Bandit once had foolishly signed, making clear that whoever was in possession of said contract would be the owner of him in case that certain things happened... for example not paying back the debt he had been in. Bandit stared at Lucy the whole time with a gloomy expression, not liking the way he was looking at him. He had been sold to a freaking snob. And there he thought his life couldn't turn into a more horrible part of hell to burn in.

Lucy shook the auctionair's hand, sealing the deal, before he took the necessary papers with him... and Bandit. He got a collar and a chain, dragging him along. "Well then. Time to get you to your new home, hm~?" He smirked, as he left the room with him, walking down the hallway. Oh, the excitement. All the things he would do to him. Pinning him down, banging him from behind, begging him for more... or for mercy... The thoughts were unbearable, and he couldn't wait to get back home to try out his newest purchase. He picked up the pace, almost running to his car, before shoving him into the back of his limousine.

Bandit had made the silent agreement with himself that he wouldn't answe to anything that that snob would say to him. He felt degraded from the collar and was trying to lean against his pulling as his new 'owner' said something about 'taking him to his new home'. As if that would ever happen. But that slimy bastard was stronger than he looked, pulling him along and even made him run after him before he was pushed into the probably snobbiest limousine he had ever seen. He looked at Lucy with hate, shuffling away as far as possible... which wasn't that hard seeing the size of that freaking car.

Lucy watched him in amusement, as he sat down, opening the small window to the driver seat. "The long route, please", he told him. The driver udnerstood and as he closed the window, the limousine started moving, the doors locking. "Well then. Time to introduce myself. My name's Luzifer", he then said to Bandit, watching him. In the dim light of his car, Bandit luckily couldn't see him blush... or his slow arousal. "What's your name~?"

He frowned, glaring at him. He didn't say a word and most importantly not his name, staying quiet as he just kept glaring at him.

"Hmm... A quiet one, I see. Well... Shall I guess your name? Or give you a new one? How about Spike then?", he suggested, his hand now resting on his own crotch, as he leaned his head on his other hand with a smirk. He looked hot, when he was glaring. Dangerous. More desireable. He knew, he couldn't wait, till he was back home... Luckily, he picked the long route ahead.

He pulled a face at that name, deciding that it would be for the best to give him his name before getting a dumb name like Spike. "...Bandit" he said with a growl, wishing he could wipe that smug smirk off his face.

"Bandit~", he whispered, closing his eyes and letting the name go through his head, enjoying the sound of his, as he slowly opened up his pants. He liked the sound of it. A dangerous name for a dangerous looking fella. He bit his lower lip and opened his eyes again, as he stared back at Bandit. "Well then, Bandit. You're my pet now. So let's see, if you got any nice tricks~" He waved him over.

He wasn't moving an inch and the way he was speaking out his name was even worse than Spike, something he would've never thought but that person was getting on his nerves more and more with every word he was saying. And he could already imagine what he wanted, only shortly glancing down to his hand opening his pants, frowning even deeper.

"C'mon, Bandit. Be a good boy and get over here", he called him again, whistling to get his attention, smiling. "If you don't listen, then I'll have to punish you. And it would be a shame to have to do that on your very first day."

The way he talked to him was making him way too angry and he had no intention of getting any closer to him than he was right now. He spoke to him like he was some sort of... pet. He growled again. If he was any kind of animal... then at least a wild, untameable one.

The look on his face was priceless. Now he wanted him even more. He grinned widely, as he got up and went over to him, watching his motions, cornering him. "Last chance", he told him, as he sat down next to him.

"Fuck off" he said instictively, shuffling away to get more space between them. Something kept him from punching him straight to the face and he wasn't sure what it was. Was he actually scared? The thought alone made him ball up his hands to fists. He wasn't scared of that weirdo. And if he'd come closer again he'd definitely get what he deserved.

"Oh well", Lucy just said, before he suddenly grabbed his arms, wrestling him down on the carpeted floor of the limousine, and holding his arms on his back. "I always get what I want. That's the rule number one", he explained, leaning in closer, as he rubbed his dick against his backside. "Will you behave?", he asked.

He was surprisingly fast with his motions, catching Bandit off guard. As he was lying underneath him he wondered for a moment what would happen if he wouldn't resist... but as soon as Lucy asked him if he'd behaved he snapped an angry "Never!" back at him, squirming underneath him as he tried to get away.

"Well, let's see then~", he chuckled, rubbing against his backside, as he opened a little compartment, pulling out some handcuffs he put on Bandit's wrists, keeping them on his back this way, before grabbing his hips. "God, I'll have sooo much fun with you. I will bang you so hard, you won't sit for weeks", he told him, blushing deeply, as his grip tightened. "And because you won't behave, there's no need for preparation!" With that he thrusted all the way into him, groaning at the sudden tightness.

Bandit opened his mouth in surprise and pain but only a strangled gasp was coming out, his voice not cooperating with the sudden feeling of pain ripping through him. He only had sex like that once and he didn't regret anything more in his life... up until now. And Luzifer wasn't even wearing a condom or anything for protection. His whole body was tensing up, tightening even more around the dick.

"God, that feels amazing. It's been a while", he panted, as he pulled out and thrusted back in. "So goddamn tight, even better than I thought." He started thrusting in a rhythm, soon banging him into the ground.

The second time he thrusted in felt somehow even worse, making Bandit scream for real this time as his body tensed up even more. So that's what he'd be. Just a sex slave for this snob to enjoy. He slowly got used to the rhythm but the pain stayed, and as much as it hurt he could feel himself getting at least slightly aroused by it, trying to muffle the various kinds of sounds that tried to escape him, just taking it the way it was.

He kept on thrusting, going all the way in with each thrust, groaning at the feeling. One of his hands then travelled down to Bandit's dick, massaging it, as he pulled out, cumming all over his back. He then turned him around, rubbing his dick, looking down on him with a wide, lustful grin. "Hmhmhm~ Shall I go for another round and would you like to suck on it now?", he asked, rubbing his still aroused dick, before getting a vibrator, waving with it in a threatening way. He was planning something, but didn't tell him.