Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ The Puppet Master's New Puppet ❯ Chapter 3

As Sephiroth sat on a stool watching his puppet, he could not help wonder what position he would want to try next. It had been very exhilarating taking his puppet upright. One thing was certain, he knew that his puppet was ready to attempt the harsher sides of his pleasure. Cloud had to have limits for pain, Sephiroth knew that it would be all the more rewarding to try and find them. He figured that he pet should be leash broken as well while he was training him for the bedroom.

 

The light that had once tried to brighten the dreary atmosphere had given way to soft, pale moonlight to accentuate the features of his pet. Pride seeped out of every pore that the ex-general possessed. His pet had not only forgone coming without command, but he had rejuvenated his energy with nothing except sleep.

 

Time seemed to stand still as Sephiroth sat thinking of his next method of training. He noticed the steady breathing, the rise and fall of his pet's chest. Love would come after he had complete submission from his lovely acquisition. Then it hit, what had made the other puppets not so enjoyable, they never knew where their boundaries lay. Of course it made for great pleasure, but they were never completely submissive.

 

Sephiroth deemed that his puppet had had enough sleep. He moved to where his puppet lay. Curled on his side the blonde was still deep within the tug of slumber. Sephiroth had been thoroughly impressed and pleased at the way the blonde had dedicated himself to pleasing his master. Now that the submissive had been set free, the one winged angel had to know what desires lurked within that spirit.

 

Once he was close to the bed, Sephiroth fastened the leash to the collar. He did not pull his puppet because he had been so pleased with him during the confirmation of their newly formed bond. He began to stroke his pet's cheek to see how responsive his puppet would be. Instantly his pet leaned into his touch. Sephiroth was immensely pleased with how well his pet had handled the intense pounding.

 

As if it all were a dream, Cloud slowly opened his eyes and stared into the electric green eyes of his master. He could not help but smile. His master had caught him and ensured that he had been able to rejuvenate. It was at this moment that Sephiroth attached the leash to his puppet. A gentle tug on the leash and Cloud was out of the bed, instantly he was kneeling on the floor.

 

“I take it that my puppet wishes to completely submit?” Sephiroth asked. “This little banter is not going to be cause for punishment if you answer.”

 

“Yes, master,” came the soft reply from the blonde. Cloud kept his head bowed not wanting to cause his master displeasure.

 

“That is a good puppet. Are you willing to do whatever it takes to please your master?” Sephiroth knew that what he was going to ask for was a lot. He just had to know if the blonde had completely submitted his master. Humility was the one thing that his previous puppets had refused to learn.

 

“Yes master,” the blonde responded still keeping his head bowed. “I live to serve my master.”

 

“Would you check to see if there is any dirt on my shoe? If there is, I would like you to clean it with your tongue. When you're finished, I would like to see you kiss my boots for having given you this opportunity,” Sephiroth commanded firmly, still maintaining he even tone.

 

“Master is giving me the opportunity to touch him?” Cloud asked with a smile while looking for a nod of approval from his master. Cloud bowed further inspecting his master's boots. They were indeed dirty, but not as dirty as thought they would have been. The Cloud before his liberation would have burned with anger and humiliation at such a gesture being asked of him. Yet, the submissive could not hold in the excitement he felt at finally being able to touch his master in some way.

 

Cloud slowly worked his tongue over the first boot. The toe, around to the heel of the shoe, every crevice was not safe from the giddy puppet. Cloud performed the same tender care on the next boot making sure not to leave any dirt behind. When he had finished, he kissed both boots looking up to his master to see if he had done something wrong. Upon looking at his master, he saw nothing but approval at the care he had taken. He then moved his gaze back to the floor. After seeing what he was looking for, he then knew that he would need permission to do something like that again.

 

Sephiroth lightly tugged on the leash. Everything had gone the as he had hoped it would. The humility and willingness to please was something that must have always been buried inside his little puppet. He ran his fingers affectionately through the unruly hair. His pet had never had such a display of affection happen before that he did not know what to think. Eventually, once the initial shock wore off, the blonde started leaning into the rare display of affection. Sephiroth stood slowly tugging the leash for the blonde to follow.

 

“I believe it is time for my puppet to be rewarded. Are you in need of sustenance and beverage?” Sephiroth queried, watching the response his pet would give him. The hesitant nod said enough because he himself was in need of a meal. “You are to follow two steps behind, keep pace. You may keep your head up to watch where you are going. Also, to familiarize yourself with the furnishings and your home, that is the reward that you have earned for right now.”

 

Once he was finished with his brief explanation, he slowly led Cloud out of the play room. Nothing was out of place. The tables displaying the toys that they would be playing with had been covered with sheets. Looking back, Cloud noticed that the bed had been made with simple covers and a single pillow. One last look back, Cloud noticed that his clothing had been neatly folded and placed on the opposite bedside table from where the box for his collar lay.

 

Cloud even noticed that all he wore were the shackles that attached to the chains that were displayed throughout the room. He inspected his wrists, they were not marred nor bruised. He was quite because he was worried that he would be sporting more than the ones decorating his torso and inner thighs. He found it easy to keep pace with his master because it was much more relaxed than it had been in their previous lives.

 

Upon arrival to the hallway leading from the play room, Cloud noticed that a fully equipped kitchen had been set up. Not lavishly decorated, but still elegant nonetheless. It appeared as if they were not going to leave the playroom at all. That was fine with the blonde because he was not sure if he would be able to keep appearances.

 

Cloud had been paying attention to the pace, he noticed that his master was indeed heading to the kitchen. His master was really going to reward his efforts at controlling his selfishness.

 

“What would you like to do, puppet? Would you like to eat here or explore my dwelling?” Sephiroth asked hoping that his puppet would deem himself not worthy of exploring just yet.

 

“I am not worthy to see Master's dwelling. I feel that I would not please master because I know not my limitations yet,” came the soft reply from the blonde. He held eye contact with his master as instructed.

 

“Good. Take a good look at where everything is placed. This is the way it should look all the time. You are not allowed here without my permission,” Sephiroth explained. “For right now, you may look around and familiarize yourself with where things are here.”

 

“May I ask master something?” Cloud hazarded.

 

“You may,” the pleased reply came from the one winged angel.

 

“Did master forget something?” Cloud queried quietly, trying to meet his master's gaze.

 

“I am merely going to get a toy,” Sephiroth replied not letting on that he had suddenly had an idea about their first meal together. Sephiroth then led Cloud into the kitchen area, tying the leash off on something that made the kitchen extra special. He had little tie offs for the leash set up throughout the play room. “Though your movement is limited, you may look, but do not touch what is around you.”

 

Sephiroth left Cloud to explore the kitchen to see what went where. Once his master was out of the kitchen, Cloud explored the surrounding cabinets and refrigerator. He made mental notes of where everything went and what foods were there. He noticed his master had peculiar tastes. He was very health conscious, the fruits and vegetables on display were letting the blonde know his master's preferences in food. Though the play room was the cleanest place, the furnishings and decor were very tidy. Nothing was out of place, especially in the kitchen.

 

As Cloud continued to explore the refrigerator, Sephiroth had returned with his toy of choice. Unbeknownst to his puppet, the master began sliding a surprise into his hole. It was still ready from their encounter. The toy was taken into his pet's sphincter without any problem. While away, Sephiroth had also picked up the riding crop, in case he was going to need to remind his puppet of the first lesson.

 

“Now that you are acquainted with what I like, make something for the both of us to share,” Sephiroth commanded, he was stepping away from the temptation that he had placed in front of himself. The boy was going to have a hard time concentrating. Not with just being filled, but being stimulated as well. Slowly, but surely, Sephiroth turned on the toy that he had placed in his puppet's ass.

 

“What dose master wish to eat, something filling or light on the stomach?” the blonde questioned. He knew that they both should have something filling, but realized he was eating what master was having.

 

“As sensual as something light sounds, I feel filling would befit the both of us,” Sephiroth answered looking for lack of control. “This is to see how you behave for your master. The more control you learn, the sooner we continue with our lessons.”

 

“Yes master,” was all the blonde responded with, awaiting his master's next movements for him.

 

Sephiroth removed the leash from the collar and sat back to see how domesticated his puppet was. He noticed that his puppet was indeed no stranger to the kitchen. He had begun to prepare a cast iron grill so that he could grill some chicken breast that he had found in refrigerator already thawed. He then proceeded to cut the chicken breast into halves so that cooking time would be cut in half as well. Various herbs and spices were then used to season the chicken. He then decided to steam some rice and make a fresh garden salad.

 

As Sephiroth watched the care his puppet used to create their meal, he noticed that his puppet was not even the least bit bothered by the intrusion. Every now and then the ex-general could see that the blonde would have to shift his weight so that he could keep concentration on what was being prepared. He was fairly skilled and in almost no time the meal was prepared and the table set. Once everything had been placed before his master, Cloud kneeled before him. Sephiroth reattached the leash to the collar.

 

Once the leash was reattached Cloud thought it was okay to take a seat next to his master, thus proving that he still needed to be reminded of having no control. Immediately, his master acted and started abusing his back. Sephiroth had not wanted to have to do this but it had to be done. With well practiced ease, he soon had the puppet groveling at his feet begging forgiveness for assuming he could have sat at the table.

 

“Forgive me, master. Please forgive me,” was all his puppet said trying to keep his voice from quivering. The blonde knew he had done wrong. There was no need to say sorry, he had struck or lashed at his master. He had simply acted on instinct that was slowly becoming a distant memory with each display of control his master acted with.

 

“That is alright as long as you feel that you have learned from this mistake,” Sephiroth replied looking to see his puppet nod his affirmation. His new acquisition was indeed the most rewarding puppet to have ever been acquired. The master then moved his hand to stroke his puppet's cheek showing his approval. “Stay kneeling at my feet, I decide how you are served your food. Once you are deemed ready to leave the play room, you may sit at the table. Till then, you eat your food the way most good pet's eat their food.”

 

They ate in silence. Sephiroth had never had a puppet guess at what he would prefer to eat. The spices were to his liking, not overpowering the chicken; yet, it was just enough to say that there was indeed flavor to the meat. The salad was so fresh that Sephiroth had to stop periodically and feed his puppet. Once the master had been satisfied, the puppet could then be taken care of.

 

Sephiroth then took one piece of chicken at a time and place it into his puppet's awaiting mouth. Watching as his puppet savored every bite that was handed to him, seeming as if the puppet were tasting his master's flavor rather than the food itself. As his puppet was chewing on a rather large piece of lettuce from the salad, his master took the remote to the toy and turned it up yet again.

 

It was a good thing that the blonde's mouth was full. He chomped rather loudly as he continued to eat. His master was paying attention to his every move, one slip and he would be his with the crop again. There was no fear beholden in the cerulean depths of his toy, only the pleasure in knowing that his master had satisfied his hunger. The one winged angel could tell when the blonde had had enough by the slow moving jaw muscles as he ate some rice.

 

Without warning the lips of his puppet were claimed by their master. Indulgence was something that Sephiroth rarely tampered with. He could not resist his temptation any longer. He began to play the toy lodged in his puppet's ass. In and out, around and about, trying to see if he could break the control that he was allowing his pet to retain momentarily.

 

The kiss was not one that said the puppet could please the master. It was telling the puppet that he was still owned by his master. Just as quickly as it began, it was over. Very rarely did Sephiroth feel possessive for no apparent reason. Now was one of those times because he knew that his puppet deserved that kind of reward. Tugging lightly on the leash, Sephiroth began to lead his puppet back to the bed.

 

Though the surroundings were the same, it felt as if they had stepped into another part of the play room. The walls held a lighter hue to them signifying that dawn was upon them. What held the suspenseful aura now gave the impression that slumber would soon claim them both.

 

Once Sephiroth had reached the bed, he behind his puppet and pushed him down over the bed, ass in the air and feet on the floor. He moved to shackle the blonde's hands out and away from his body. The right hand chained to the headboard and the left chained to the footboard. He then picked up his whip and marked the back a couple of times, readying his own cock for what he wanted.

 

“Let's see how long you can hold on, without coming at all,” Sephiroth mused more to himself than to his puppet. He then removed the toy he had placed in his puppet's ass. He then placed a couple of quick slaps as he readied himself for entrance. His puppet had pleased him immensely, but he had been disappointed at the forgetfulness that had been displayed. Once again there would be no preparation, to prove that the blonde could no longer make decisions about his life without approval.

 

He placed his bulging member at the entrance he was going to pound in earnest. Precum was already leaking from his manhood. The blonde's erection was straining, begging for attention. None would come because he had been neglectful in asking permission to sit at the table. He would have to try harder to please his master.

 

In one swift movement, his ass was engulfed in the familiar sensations of his master's cock. Without warning, he was pounded mercilessly. Thrust after thrust was delivered to that ass to prove domination on almost every level. His puppet could still think and reason, he just had to learn that there were repercussions for every wrong decision that was made. It would better service his puppet if he were to continue to punish him without making him feel guilty. Letting the blonde to brood over what had transpired would better service his puppet in learning what and what not to do.

 

His master's pace quickened and the blonde relaxed his ass even more. Though remembering to also give his master that tightness that was needed for his cock to feel fully stimulated and satisfied. Sephiroth felt the ass relax to better take his cock and then tighten to stimulate it, that action was enough to cause the puppet master to lose control. He then grabbed his puppet with bruising force and thrust even harder into his ass.

 

He felt release coming sooner than he anticipated. He started squeezing tighter. Then, with one final thrust he released his seed into his puppet. Feeling immensely pleased with the actions of his puppet's muscles, he let himself calm down from the euphoric stimulation.

 

“You are a never-ending surprise for your master. I am pleased,” Sephiroth told his puppet as he moved to release him from the restraints. He then moved to attach the end of the leash that he had been holding onto the entire to the post nearer to himself. “I take my leave. Sleep now, and you wake when I come to continue what I started.”

 

Cloud knew that sleep would be hard with his forgotten erection. He figured it was a small price to pay. His master had been pleased with his performance. All that mattered was serving his master to the best of his capabilities. There was no room for his old life with this life he was going to share with his puppet master. Tomorrow he would have to make amends with his master for causing his master anger.