I was elated. Not that I’m an exhibitionist thatlikesbeing shown off naked in front of a lot of people, but I knew that every extra minute I had with Sir was another minute I had to convince him we needed to stay together.
“Oh, by the way,” Mister Takalook remarked, turning back to Sir—he had been about to exit the storage room. “Do you need some show jewelry to put on your new Pet? I believe I have an extra set if you do.”
To my surprise, Sir shook his head.
“No, thank you. I have some with me.”
And then, to my further surprise, he dug a familiar little jewelry case out of one of his inner pockets. When he opened it, I saw the delicate golden wire of my intimate jewelry. And wrapped around it were my old, flexible golden collar and my old leash.
“Oh—you had these with you the whole time?” I asked. “Did you expect to show me?”
Sir shook his head.
“No—I’ve just been keeping this close to my heart.” He patted the case. “It…reminded me of you,” he added in a low voice.
“Oh, Sir…” My heart was almost too full for words. If only he wasn’t so stubborn! If only he could see that we needed to stay together!
Make him see,whispered a little voice in my brain.
I wanted to—but how?
SIXTY-SIX
SIR
It was bittersweet, helping little one get into her old gear again. I broke the inhibitor collar off her with a careful twist of my hands—it was much too thick for her to handle herself, but the electronics inside it made it brittle enough for me to crack, and I took it off her with ease.
She sighed with relief when it was off and then offered her neck eagerly for her old collar. I felt a lump in my throat as I fastened it around her lovely neck and watched the ruby settle in the hollow of her throat. After this show, I would have to take it off her again and let her go. But the Goddess Eternal knew I didn’t want to do that!
Next I put on her leash and then it was time to put on her intimate jewelry. I wound the tiny gold nipple springs around her stiff pink points, watching in satisfaction as the diamond drops shimmered against the curves of her breasts. I also enjoyed putting the golden spreader which showed off her slippery inner folds into her sweet little pussy. Gods, it had been good to taste her again…to feel her coming under my tongue! I loved her flavor so much—it was certainly one of the things I would miss most about her.
Don’t think about that,I told myself as I carefully fit the spreader inside her. I had decided to leave off the clit collar, since it inhibited her orgasms.Don’t think of anything except getting through this damn show!
Since I hadn’t been able to get out of it, I was glad that at least I had negotiated so that I was the only one who would touch her. I couldn’t bear the thought of another male’s hands on her. Especially not when I had just spent the last halfahrntasting her and exploring her sweet pussy with my tongue.
You might have to explore her with yourcockif the judge decrees it,whispered a little voice in my head. I knew it was true. The rules of a Korrigon Pet Show are very strict and specific. The owner must do whatever the judge orders to show his pet to best advantage—including penetration, fucking, and coming inside her if the judge deems it necessary.
But if I have to fuck her, it will seal our bond—and that will make it doubly hard to let her go!I thought. Well, maybe it wouldn’t come to that, I told myself. And whatever else happened, I mustnotbreed her. I made a mental note to let mycandallaknow that. He was already swishing eagerly, no doubt hoping for a chance to be inside little one again. I would just have to be sure he didn’t inject the gold-sheened breeding cream into her if I was called upon to fuck her.
“Listen to me—no breeding cream,” I murmured to him as we finally left the storage room. “I mean it!”
I could feel his resistance—he wanted little one and me to stay together. I wanted that too, but it couldn’t be. However, trying to explain legal matters to my tail was mostly futile. We Korrigons might have a second brain that powers ourcandallas, but the brain is a primitive one, concerned mostly with reproduction.
I satisfied myself with a final strict order and then we exited the storeroom and I focused on finding my place in line with little one by my side.
SIXTY-SEVEN
ELLI
All the new Masters and Pets were already standing in a long row when we finally came out of the storeroom. They appeared to be standing in the order the Pets had been auctioned off, so Sir and I were about the middle of the line.
Mister Takalook, who was apparently the judge as well as the auctioneer, came to stand in front of us. The pedestals had all been cleared away except for three of them which hovered about an inch off the floor, as though waiting for him to call for them.
There were still some people sitting in the chairs—a few males who hadn’t won the auctions they were bidding on and a few Pets who weren’t in the show. They were the audience, though I got the feeling everyone was watching everyone else—even the people who were actually in the show.
Ahead of me, I saw La’le’la with her new Master. She turned her head for a moment and gave me an excited wink. Clearly she was happy with the guy who had bought her—he was the same one who had been talking about wanting to get her pregnant, I saw. I wondered if he would really do it.
Then Mister Takalook began to give instructions. According to him, we were all going to parade once around the large room and then come to a stop in front of him.