Quarantine Pet - His Pet

Wait a minute. Who could this be? It wasn’t Jack. He wouldn’t ring his own bell. I guess it could be Bella, but I don’t think I gave her the address. But that would explain why she wasn’t answering her phone. Oh, God. I hope Jack didn’t get into a car accident! Maybe it’s the police.

With renewed panic, I rushed to the door and opened it. It was a nice-looking woman, maybe thirty.

“Hi,” she greeted. “I’m Kitty. Is Jack at home?”

“No,” I said warily. “Can I take a message?”

“Oh, you just be the new girl. How do you like being a sub?” she asked.

“I’m not sure. Who are you exactly?” I said suspiciously.

“Mind if I come in and sit down?” she asked. “It’s a long story.”

I thought about, and against my better judgment, I let her inside.

“Don’t get mad,” she warned. “But I’m Jack’s submissive. He’s prime submissive.”

“What’s that mean?”

“He always comes back to me. He’ll go off and train a new one for a while, but he can’t get better than me,” she bragged.

“When’s the last time you had sex with Jack?” I asked.

“Oh, don’t worry, Sweetie,” she assured. “It was at least a few weeks before the virus, so he didn’t cheat on you.”

“Why should I believe you?” I asked.

“If you let me walk upstairs, I can show you.”

I gestured. She led me upstairs to Jack’s bedroom. She went right to the secret passage, opened it up, and went inside. Inside the playroom, she walked over to another section of the wall and opened it up. Inside was a monitor, computer, and a camera. She called up a sex video. She and Jack were doing it on the couch.

“Jack is such a kinky boy,” she said seductively. “Is his cock magic or what?”

Shocked, my mouth fell open. Kitty immediately picked up on it.

“Oh, you didn’t know? I guess you haven’t seen your sex tape yet, huh? I think mine came out pretty good. Still don’t have a copy of this one,” she said. “I’d like to do some editing. A couple of filters, you get weird wrinkles, ya know. Rather just cut the whole scenes that keep them. Still, I think it’s pretty hot, right?”

I felt lightheaded. Was Jack a raving pervert all this time? Did he do all this just to sucker me into a sex tape? It wasn’t about the merger or the job — it was all about the sex this whole time?

“Are you bi? If you wanna mess around while we watch this, I wouldn’t say no,” Kitty suggested.

“No, thanks,” I said, fighting back the tears. “I… but… Are the cameras…hidden?”

“Hidden? No,” she said. “He’s got a tripod and everything. You know, besides his natural tripod, if you know what I mean. If you didn’t see a camera, he didn’t film you.”

Well, I guess that was one good thing in my favor. Still, how could Jack do this to me? Everything we shared, was I just a joke to him?

“Are you upset?” asked Kitty, finally noticing. “Oh, honey, don’t take this personally. Jack is like a mega-Alpha. He can’t help himself. He has to fuck a lot. But you should be flattered. Jack is a man of exquisite tastes, and you are perfect in that regard.”

“I thought, I knew him,” I sobbed.

“Aw, honey, don’t cry. You can’t meet an animal like Jack and expect him to be tame. He’s a lion, baby. Look, he always, eventually, comes back to me. That’s why I’m the prime. But you can be in the mix. I don’t mind sharing. Obviously.”

“I think I need you to leave,” I said tearfully. “I’m not, I have to process this.”

“I understand,” agreed Kitty. “But, hey, look at it this way, you can’t really have what was already someone else’s anyway. Jack is a beast. He can’t help himself. Trust me, he’s a headache to be shacked up with. Don’t get me wrong, he’s prime beef, but high maintenance.”

“Please,” I begged.

Kitty shrugged and held up her hands as if to say, “I don’t want any trouble.” I escorted her back downstairs to the front door.

“Look, if you can just tell Jack to call me and listen, I’ve been through what you’re going through. If you want to know what will really please Jack, I have no problem telling you,” she said, handing me a business card with her phone number.

“Why would you do that?” I asked.

“I’m a submissive,” she said obviously. “I serve Jack. If he wants you for a while, then I want him to be happy.”

The moment the door shut, I was stomping up to my room to pack. So, this was the real Jack. Finally, my eyes were open! All this time, he had been using me for sex and to push the merger through. I had to get out of here forever. I was three quarters through packing when my phone rang. It was Jack.