Untouchable novel Chapter 2

I made my best effort to keep a good amount of distance between us. Enough that the leash had some slack in it, and that there was no question on whether I was walking behind him.

I almost ran into him, not realising that he stopped.

“Do you need anything else today?” The Pet Master said as he gestured to the assortments of collars, leashes, whips, muzzles and countless other things that I didn’t want to know the uses of.

The man looked down at me before looking at the selection.

I avoided eye contact at all costs.

“Yea, I’ll take those.” He said, pointing at something that I couldn’t see.

“Excellent choice.” The Pet Master said, retrieving whatever the man asked for.

The uncertainty made me shift uncomfortably.

“Are you sure that you don’t need any whips? You might need it with that one.” He said, pointing to me.

The man shook his head, making my nerves calm down ever so slightly.

“Nah. I already have one.” The man said.

Nevermind.

Khloe’s POV

I kept that same distance as we walked out of the shop, my leash in one of my new Masters hand, and a bag containing who knows what in the other.

I squinted my eyes as we stepped outside, the unfamiliar sunlight hitting my eyes and skin for the first time in what felt like forever.

I looked at my Master as we kept walking, trying to get a good look at him without risking getting yelled at.

As if he was sensing my stare, he turned his head. I quickly avoided my gaze, looking down.

Ive been told that some Masters don’t even like their pet to look directly at them, and I really didn’t want to get hit or whipped, especially after last night.

The warm concrete felt nice against my bare feet.

The realization hit me, a lot later than it should have.

I had a Master now. My entire life just changed, well whatevers left of my life.

That uncertainty of that now lies in the hands of the Vampire that’s holding my neck by a string.

Quite literally.

He held the authority now to do whatever he wanted with me. He could rip my throat out and drain me of every last drop of blood I have right here and right now.

This time, I did run into him when he suddenly stopped.

His emerald eyes trapped mine as I began to step back.

“I-im sorry Master!” I nervously sputtered out, only to cover my mouth with my hands as soon as the words came out.

Ive learned not to speak unless spoken to from the Pet Master.

I squeezed my eyes shut, ready for Master to hit me or yank on the leash or something, but he didn’t.

He did, however, take my wrist in his hand and lead me into the back area of a limo.

Most of the vampires traveled like this, the ones in this city did at least.

Only specific slaves were chosen to drive them.

What I wouldn’t do to have that job.

I waited until he sat down to take my seat, not wanting to make him unhappy. He gestured for me to sit next to him, and so I did.

He set the leash down by me and leaned back, running his hand through his hair as he let out a long sigh.

The drive was silent. It made my nerves on edge.

I leaned forward, trying once again to ease the pain on my back.

Only then did I realize how loud my breathes were.

My hand trailed up to the collar that was pressing into my skin.

I immediately put my hand back down when I saw Master shift his gaze to me.

One wrong move. One wrong move and I’m dead.

I kept my eyes on the floor, trying not to make him mad.

A sharp gasp exited my throat and I flinched as I felt his hands on my collar.

This was weird though.

His hands were gentle as he loosened the buckle before removing the collar completely, finally allowing me to get a decent breath.

My hands skimmed against the raw skin on my neck where the collar used to be.