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My New Pet	By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3214 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own myself, however. xD

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Amber doesn’t really know what to feel. That fucking asshole just raped me! But… it felt good… even though it hurt... That’s confusing. But I can almost say that I enjoyed it… Is that rape? I told him no, so I think it is, but still… he’s so big and strong… and having him pound into me like that was just… amazing! But what am I thinking?! He lied to me this entire time, and then proceeded to bend me over and rape me! And he called me a slut! But… he didn’t kill me when he easily could have… Urgh why is this so damn confusing?! Whatever, it doesn’t matter now… I need to do something quick, before he wakes up, or I’ll be stuck as his sex slave forever… or until he decides to eat me…
“Bupkus? You awake?” she asks, poking him a few times. No response.
With that, she slips out of his arms and tip-toes over to where his collar and remote had fallen, picking them up. She sets the remote to paralyze again. She knows what she needs to do, but she hesitates. What if he wakes up? He raped me, but I wonder… would he beat me? I doubt he has any morals so he probably would… But I need to do this or he’ll just hurt me anyways…
She quietly leans over his neck, putting the collar back on him as gently as possible. His eyes pop open as she finishes, making her scream and jump back. She holds the remote at the ready.
He roars and jumps up, coming at her angrily. “You little-”
He doesn’t get to finish because she pushes the button, making him drop to the ground, instantly paralyzed.
She walks up to his paralyzed body, no longer afraid, but angry. “Bet you thought I was too nice to be able to do that, eh? Well guess what? I’m not particularly nice to people that piss me off. And you, dear sir, have pissed me off. We could’ve been friends, more than that even, but now? Nuh-uh. I’m gonna put everything I have into being your worst fucking nightmare. I hope that you’re proud of yourself, you sick fuck. Oh and by the way, when you rape someone… it doesn’t make them a slut. Got it, douche bag?” she snarls at him.
She then walks over to the bag of his stuff, taking out the book and skimming it. It explains that for every second she holds the button down on paralyze mode, Bupkus will be paralyzed for one hour. “So… one second for one hour of being paralyzed, hmm? I think I’ll just hold it for ten more seconds. Should be enough time for a decent night’s sleep, don’t you think?” she asks him nastily. She proceeds to press the button for ten seconds as promised. Bupkus convulses as the electricity flows through him. He can’t make a face, but she can tell that he couldn’t be more pissed off at her. “Hey, don’t blame me. You’re the one that fucked up.” With that last remark, she turns her back on him and marches up the stairs. Or at least she tries; her body is still extremely sore.
When she finally gets upstairs, Amber decides to take a hot shower. I can get all of his nastiness off of me… and maybe the heat will help the pain…
It turns out that it does help, but only just enough to help her get into bed and fall asleep.
When she wakes up the next day, she’s covered in nasty bruises. The pain is unbearable. She can barely get out of bed and down the stairs in time to grab the remote before Bupkus does. He is only just able to sit up as she grabs it. “You fuckin’ bitch…” he growls at her, his voice weak.
She laughs, “Call me what you want, but it’s not gonna help your sorry ass.”
He growls and tries to grab her, but she jumps back and presses the button again.
“Maybe after laying there paralyzed for long enough, you’ll learn to not be an asshole…” she says uncaringly, turning away to get herself some cereal.
After she finishes eating and getting ready for the day, she plops down in front of the TV. Bupkus can finally move again and he sits up, looking at her warily. “You’ve got more guts than I thought…” he mutters grudgingly.
“You it said yourself, I don’t take any shit. It’s not like you’re an exception.”
He shrugs, “You can’t keep control of me 24/7… I’ll getcha sometime… and when I do…” he growls and pounds his fist into the palm of his right hand threateningly, cracking his knuckles.
She laughs at that. “Good luck… you’ll need it,” she adds with a smirk.
He returns the smirk, “I think you’re the one that needs the luck, baby…”
She ignores him, turning her attention back to the TV. After a little while, he gets tired of being ignored and decides to press her buttons.
“So… how’s the pussy, baby? Probably bruised up like the rest of your little body, huh?”
“Stuff it up your asshole,” she replies emotionlessly, not even sparing him a glance.
“Heheh… I don’t need to do that, baby… I already stuffed it up yours.”
That does it. She turns on him. “Why don’t you just shut the fuck up?”
“Aw did I hit a nerve, princess?” he asks in a tone of mock sympathy.
She glares at him, trying to keep the tears that she feels building up from flowing.
He laughs, “What, princess? Gonna cry now? Did the big, scawy monster hurt your wittle feelings?”
“Fuck you!”
“Again? You really are a little slut…”
“URGH!” she bursts out angrily, the tears starting to run down her cheeks.
He smiles smugly at her.
“You are the most despicable thing to ever walk the Earth!”
“I know, baby. You didn’t seem to mind that last night though, did you?”
She stands up, glowering at him. “I did fucking mind! You RAPED ME, in case you didn’t notice! Or your tiny little brain is probably just too dysfunctional to realize that!”
“Your wet little pussy told me otherwise… and you had an orgasm at the end. I felt your little pussy tighten and your juices run down my cock as you screamed my name… or was that somehow not from pleasure, baby?”
She turns bright red, not knowing what to say.
He chuckles, “That’s what I thought, baby…”
“You still had no right to do that to me…” she mutters, tears flowing freely from her eyes now. She sits down again, her face in her hands.
Bupkus watches her quietly for a while, feeling slightly confused. He enjoyed pressing her buttons, but seeing her break down like that made something inside him stir. He decides to ignore it. “I had every right… You’re the little human that was stupid enough to trust me,” he says, smirking down at her.
She glares between her fingers at him. “You’re a good actor… I never would have guessed that you’re such a prick…”
“Well I never woulda guessed that you’d be into monster cock, baby… so I guess we both learned somethin’ new…”
She puts the remote on zap mode and presses the button. Bupkus roars in pain, promptly dropping to the floor again. “Woops!” she says in a tone of mock surprise.
“Ha-ha… very funny…” he growls, wincing as he sits up again.
“Let’s see… I’m gonna have to set up some rules for you…” she says, thinking. “Every time you’re an asshole to me, I’m gonna zap you. Every time you try to attack me, I’m gonna paralyze you for say… ten hours? And I’ll do horrible things to you while you lay there. All of this starting right now. Sound good?”
He just gives her a murderous look.
She presses the button, making him drop. “Lesson number one!” she says with a giggle.
“Fuck you, you crazy bitch!” he growls as he gets up, making her press the button again. He decides to just lay there and keep his mouth shut tight this time.
“Aww good boy! Are you hungry?” she asks, using the tone of a person talking to their dog.
He keeps his mouth shut, nodding slowly. I’m gonna kill this bitch… he thinks angrily.
Amber gets up, walking upstairs to the freezer. She pulls out a few of his steaks. “Come get it, boy!”
He growls, going up the stairs and taking his food grudgingly.
This is gonna be SOOO much fun… she thinks happily.
The rest of the day goes on like this, Bupkus trying to keep his mouth shut and getting a good zap whenever he doesn’t. Amber is quite enjoying herself. When it comes time for her to shower, however, she gets slightly worried. She’s glad that the remote is water-proof at least, but the last thing she wants to do right now is get naked in front of him.
After both of them brush and floss their teeth, Amber stands in her bathroom uncertainly for a few minutes, wondering how this is going to work.
“What’s wrong, baby?” he asks her, smirking.
“Nothing… I just need to shower.”
He grins broadly at her, keeping his thoughts to himself for fear of pain.
She sighs and, wanting to get this over with, starts to undress. She then throws her clothes into the hallway. “Get in here,” she says, motioning to Bupkus.
He chuckles and squeezes into her bathroom with her. There’s barely any space between them because it’s such a small room. “Well… this is cozy…” he growls, eyeing her naked body hungrily. Surprisingly, he feels a pang of guilt when he sees all the nasty bruises and claw marks. He ignores it.
“Oh, yeah, real fucking cozy…” she says nastily, hurrying to get in the shower. She shuts the curtains behind her, just slightly more than halfway.
Bupkus peaks through the curtains at her, grinning smugly. He watches as she turns the water on, noticing her nipples get hard as the cold water hits them. He feels himself starting to get turned on. He takes in every detail of her appearance; her big eyes and full lips, her piercings and tattoos, her waist-length hair, the way her tits and ass jiggle when she barely moves… It’s all just too much for him to bear. He feels his cocks growing so big that they ache, trying to rip their way through his underwear. “Am I gonna get in trouble for masturbating, baby?” he asks her. “Your little body is more than I can handle…”
She sighs, “I guess I can’t stop you... Better you get it out that way, anyways…”
“Thanks, baby,” he says, pulling out his aching monster cocks. He grabs a hold of each one with a different hand and starts jacking-off. They get harder by the second and grow even bigger. “Oh fuck… Where should I cum, baby?”
“Um… either in the shower or the toilet… I’m not cleaning up your mess,” she says, making him chuckle.
Amber does her best to ignore him, washing herself and shaving everything. When she starts shaving her pubic area, she hears him let out a growl of pleasure. Goddamnit… I don’t want to turn him on even more, but… I REALLY don’t want to not do something just because of him… I’m stuck with him forever, after all… So she continues to shave herself, spreading her legs farther apart to get everything properly.
He growls even louder, jacking-off faster and faster, getting ready to cum. She rinses off all the soap and stray hairs, spreading her legs even wider to do so. That does it. He roars his climax, spraying her with his seed.
She lets out a cry as she finds herself covered head-to-toe in his cum, “Goddamnit, Bupkus!”
“Heheh sorry, princess… Couldn’t help myself…”
“Well cum in the fucking toilet next time! What if you get me pregnant?!” she exclaims, cleaning his cum from between her legs.
“I wouldn’t be surprised after last night,” he chuckles, making her burst out crying again. “Aw come on, baby, enough with the fuckin’ tears!”
She gives him a dirty look and wipes her tears away, starting to wash herself all over again. He backs off a little when she gets out and wraps herself in a towel. “Well?” she asks, glaring at him impatiently.
He opens the door and backs out, letting her through to get her clothes. “Um… mind if I take a shower too?”
She shrugs, “Be my guest.”
He goes back into the bathroom, undressing and getting into the shower.
Amber does her best not to look at his naked body, not wanting to give him the satisfaction. She turns from him, going to get into her black silk nightgown. She then goes back into the bathroom to brush her wet hair and do her usual face-cleansing routine. When she’s done, she takes her pills and goes into her bedroom.
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