You wake up relaxed but alone

The gentle darkness around you is interrupted sharply by the shrill sound of your alarm. Grumbling, you struggle over to silence the incessant noise and roll over onto your back. Dreamless, calm and refreshing sleep is not something you are used to, so to wake up and feel good for once is a nice, if somewhat uncomfortably new, experience.

Stretching you look about for the one who gifted you such a wonderful experience, feeling somewhat bad about not returning the attention you had received, only to find yourself alone.

“Jemima?” you cautiously ask to the emptiness

You feel unsure about many things as you get up. Where did she go at such an early time? What did last night mean? It’s not like casual sex is something unusual here, but is that what you want? Did you upset her by falling asleep before she got anything in return?

You’d never really considered sex before you got here. You had preferences and no small amount of solid kinks you’d developed over the years but you had never really had the inclination to involve anyone from your reserved and hateful town in it. But thinking back on last night you shiver at the thought of having let Jemima take control. To do what she wanted to you.

You exhale deeply as you start to prepare for your day. Thinking too long on this would lead you to activities that would definitely make you late.

As you make your way down the halls you find yourself looking around more than usual. The menagerie of monsters is an interesting sight that you had never really paid much attention to, it was hard to even identify some of the species that wander the halls. But, as much as the unique nature of the school's populace distracts you, you can’t help but search the crowds for the tall, porcelain blonde you shared last night with.

So focused on the search you don’t even notice as you round a corner and slam headlong into a large buff brunette woman. Though slam is pretty generous. From an outsider's perspective your smaller wolfy frame collided with the mass of the muscle and bounced off like a pigeon into a glass door. The impact had a similar dazing effect on you as it would to the pigeon.

“What do you think-!” The imposing girl turned on you looking ready for some kind of fight “You!”

She spits the word out as she notices you on the ground. You quickly stumble back to your feet and begin your cascade of usual apologies you have prepared for when you are noticed by the outside world.

“I’m sorry! I was-”

“Shut it!” she barks at you, glaring at you with an anger you think is largely over the top for such a small bump.

You stiffen where you stand. Fight or flight for you having long ago settled into flight or freeze you end up doing the latter. An awkwardly tense second hangs in the air.

The intimidating woman brushes strands of her incredibly bushy brown hair from her face, “I had hoped after yesterday I wouldn’t hafta look at your disgusting face ever again. But clearly you want me to beat you into ugly ass smear on the floor!”

Oh. Realization hits like a freight train. Out of all the muscular backs to walk into in the entire damned school you had to hit the one back that seems to despise you the most. You look into the face of the werewolf’s human form and try to hide a little intake of breath. She is kinda smoking hot. A good foot taller than yourself and built like a busty pro-wrestler in a tight wife beater and ripped washed out jeans. Her orangish eyes bore into your own yellows with enough animosity to make you flinch.

Seeing your lack of any kind of movement she takes a step forward.

“Or are you here to apologize for yesterday?” A grin creeps into her face as she looks about “Your brittle owner not here to interrupt today?”

“Owner?! Wha- no she’s just…” Her comments startle you out of your statue state, though you don’t really know how to respond here. “I-I didn’t ask her to do that! And she doesn’t own me!” you feel rather panicked as a blush crosses your face at the thought. “And I don't… know where she is…”

“I don’t give rats ass.” The disinterest is plain on her face “I like a good fight but you cowarded out of your own mess yesterday. You’re even more weak and gutless than I thought.”

You want to assert your innocence. You had nothing to do with anything that happened. She attacked you, Jemima involved the others and the troll girl started the brawl. But as unfair as these accusations are, you can’t bring yourself to speak. Guess she was right about being gutless.

“Look at the little lost mongrel” She smirks down at you, “did dolly abandon you? Must’ve! Who would want to deal with a pathetic little rat like you.”

She grabs your shoulder and slams you into the wall beside you. This time hurting quite a bit as your spine makes contact with something jutting from it.

“Here’s the deal, mutt. You had your chance to stay away. Now you’ve come and got in my face,” Her face darkens and her voice a low growl, “So now you have a choice to make. I am going to start hurting you now. Maybe you can escape and live to see another day. I doubt it. And if you do this will continue every day until you don’t.”

You are shaking as she bares her teeth and snaps at you.

“Or,” she reaches into her back pocket and pulls something out “You put this on.”

What she’s holding is a rather worn strip of leather. Black and studded with a little bone shaped tag on it.

“You are not a werewolf. You don't even qualify as human to me. So you’re gonna wear this and accept your place as the pathetic dog you are.”

Tears come to your eyes. This is so unfair. You feel something building in you as you look at the damning piece of cowhide in her hands. Either you be her property or she’ll kill, or more likely repeatedly **** and toy with you indefinitely. Why does she hate you this much! You didn’t want any of this!

The feeling inside you grows as you think one the previous day's events and the days here prior to it. It begins to burn in you as you think back on the transformation you endured and the months of nightmare that followed. And even before that to the life you had gladly wanted to leave behind and they twisted way that wish had been granted.

The feeling inside builds until you almost can’t take it and then...