Property

Shadow's POV

I moaned louder and louder each time i felt his manhood pound into me. I practically screamed his name as he took me on all fours. I bite down on the pillow. My ears were flat against my skull and my tail was raised to give the other all the room he wanted.
My body rocked along with the thrusts. The thrusts were too rough, but i didn't care. And if i did, there was nothing i could do about it anyway. I wasn't the one in charge.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" I yelped in rhythm with every hit against my cervix as his hard thrusts went deeply inside me.
"You're so vocal tonight. Why don't you scream my name a bit louder." The man on top of me ordered as he kept pounding into me. He reached for my quills and took them in a harsh grip to pull my head back.
"Oh, Master!" I yelled in both pain and pleasure as my head was pulled back when he thrusted in at the same time.
We had been busy for a while now and he was about to come. I could feel it from the way his member swelled a little and throbbed inside me. It wouldn't be long now. He was certainly going to come again soon. And it would be inside me without a doubt. Like always. He hated cumming outside of me. Even the mere thought of doing it made him upset.
He held tightly onto my hips and stayed put as he began to release inside me with a groan. My lips parted in a silent scream as i felt my own climax arriving with his seed filling my womb for the second time that day.
My supposed Master didn't leave me. His manhood stayed inside my womanhood as his semen poured into my body. I didn't move, either. I wanted to do his bidding, i wanted to make sure he got everything he wished for. Including getting so intimate with me and filling me with his semen practically every day of the week if that is what he really wanted.
"I'm so sorry, Shadow. I lost myself in the pleasure again." My master said as he leant down and placed soft kisses on my neck to apologise for being so rough again. He let go of my quills and pulled out. My body gave up and fell flat on the king sized bed. I was too exhausted. I couldn't move at all.
I felt a hand stroke my quills in a comforting manner and placed a kiss on the side of my head. I looked at him from over my shoulder as he gave a lick on the small bitemark that let everyone know that i was already claimed by him.
"Sonikku." I muttered tiredly as my Master, more commonly known as Sonic, got up from the bed and left for the bathroom. He didn't listen to my call and just left me here. My head dropped back on the pillow.
It didn't take long before the door to the bathroom opened again. Sonic walked over to the bed and placed a brief kiss on my head.
"Take good care of yourself while i'm gone." He muttered and left the room. He probably left me again to go to another meeting. He had only come back from work to have sex with me. Just like he would do practically everyday. Not for anything else.
As i laid on this bed, trying to recover from our intense intimate session, i wondered how and when i, the one and only Ultimate lifeform, had sunken so low as to start calling my own rival 'master'.
It was a few years ago. six to be exact. After Eggman had passed away and there was no tyrant to rule over us anymore, the world fell even more apart then before. Only the rich seemed to be able to live. All the rest needed to survive. Sonic, with his status as heir to the hedgehog throne, was one of the lucky ones.
Until six years ago, i had to survive aswell. But when something went wrong as i tried to steal food from an expensive restaurant, i suddenly found myself in a slavers house. They had heard of me before and changed my inhibitor rings. Not only were they made so powerful that i couldn't use any Chaos Control, but they were also embedded into my flesh, making it impossible to remove them without ripping my flesh or even my whole hand off with it.
During my one year stay at that slavershouse, i had to practically fight for my body. If i didn't than i was certain that i would be another sex addicted toy in some sort of bordello or breeding house.
I was a virgin until i met Sonic. I hadn't seen the bastard in a long time and than he suddenly appeared on the door step of the slavershouse. Apparently he had seen me fight against the slavers when they tried to sell me to a local bordello and quickly discovered in which slaverhouse i was being kept. While i saw him as a rival, he saw me as a friend and so he wanted to help me out.
The next day he suddenly appeared on the slaverhouse's doorstep, demanding them to let him buy me. And that is exactly what they did. I knew Sonic was my ticket out of here, so while we left, i pretended to be a good little slave and followed him without any complains.
But they didn't let us go that easily. They didn't buy my sudden change in attitude and immediatly thought that this was all a set-up. The only way Sonic was going to get me out of there, was if we proved that this wasn't a little plan that we had come up with to get me out of here.
I ended up losing my virginity that night anyway.
Sonic felt bad about that day. Even know he stil apologises to me. Even though he hadn't consented to it either.
Those slavers had locked both of us in a room with them. It was a room that i had been in before. In that room they tried to train mobians and humans to be good little toys for others. And for as many times as i had been in there, they had never succeeded.
Until that day, that is.
Sonic had to force himself to hurt me and i had forced myself not to fight back. if i did, they would know it was a set-up. Forcing ourselves to such a low level was the only chance we got of getting me out of here.
We were both glad when it was finally all over, but we ended up liking it more than we should. It only took about two weeks before i ended up in his bed moaning and groaning his name as he took me for the second time. After that, it only took about a week before it happened again. Then only a few days. Soon enough we started doing it almost everyday.
I sighed deeply in dissapointment and snuggled deeper into the pillow. I had turned into the very thing that those slavers wanted me to be. I was practically his bed slave. No, not practically, I was one.
After spending five years with Sonic as my master, all he had to do was give me that look and i would sperad me legs for him. Or he would just snap with his fingers and my butt would already be in the air.
There was no denying it. I was Sonic's property..... and i liked it.