The Grayson Twins (Part Fifteen)

She gently wraps her fingers around his tiny, shivering naked body, and it feels like being wrapped in a warm blanket. She lifts him up to her face and nuzzles him with her nose.

He chokes back tears, furious at her for humiliating him like this, and furious at himself for the fact that he’s succumbing to it.

Looking down, and trying but failing to hide how emotional he’s getting, he asks in a quiet voice, “Why are you doing this to me.”

A single tear rolls down his cheek. Looking down furiously to hide it, he tries to wipe it off but his arms are held tight by his sides in her grip. To his horror, the pinky of her other hand arrives at his face to wipe it for him. She tilts his face up to look at her again, and he’s surprised by the tenderness he sees in her eyes.

“It’s cute that you still try to hide things from me, little pet. You know your mind belongs to me, just like your little body.”

“I don’t…” he starts to protest weakly, but trails off, staring up into her beautiful, huge eyes. She giggles with sweet condescension and carries on.

“You know, when we were dating I refused to read your mind. I told Regina not to either. She thought it was so stupid. She was all like, ‘Why would you trust a human? They’re just like, dumb animals.’ But I dunno, I guess I just wanted to believe I could. Because I liked you.”

Billy looks down in shame, but she tilts his face up towards her again. “And I still like you, cutie.”

Billy can’t help but smile back up at her. They share what feels like a long moment of mutual tenderness, and then Billy thinks better of it and turns away grumpily, knowing even as he does it that he seems more like a petulant child than a defiant man.

She sighs, twirling her hair with her fingers. “But like, it turned out Regina was right. You see Billy, a puppy might love you, but usually they’re not smart enough not to run away. They have to be trained. It’s like, for their own good.”

She starts gently petting the side of Billy’s face with her finger. “I really wanted to think that you could be more than just a pet, that I could have a real boyfriend. But then you ran away from me, you silly puppy!”

She giggles down at his expression of bewildered anger. “So anyway, like, I still want you, obviously. But you needed to be punished. And I think you’re finally starting to understand your place. Right cutie?”

“I don’t want to be your pet!” he bursts out.

She laughs. “Okay well like, first of all, it’s not up to you. Second, yes you do want to be my pet. But it’s cute that you still think you can pretend you don’t.”

“I…” he starts protesting.

“Shh.” She puts a finger over his mouth, easily silencing his little voice. “Third, you were always my pet, silly. You just didn’t know it, because I allowed you to think that you were more than that. But that wasn’t fair of me, because pets need boundaries. Now, you know your place. And that’s gonna make your life a lot easier once I finish breaking you.”

“Victoria, please!” he cries, managing to wrestle his face to the side enough to release his mouth from under her finger. “I just want to go back to my life!”

She giggles. “I know you think that now, but like, that really doesn’t matter. Because I’m gonna train you to love your new life instead! Here, let me show you something.”

She opens her hand and tilts it so that he’s lying in her upturned palm, and gently lowers him into the water just enough so that he can keep his head above the surface. Being submerged in the warm water feels so good that he almost forgets how nervous he is to see what she’ll do to him next. She reaches over to grab a sparkly pink bottle of women’s body wash, and squirts a big glob of it onto his abdomen.

“What are you…!” he cries out with alarm.

“Shh. You’ll like it.”

Before he can say anything else, she starts using the fingers of both her hands to gently lather up his whole body, careful to keep his face free of both water and soap. He can’t help but close his eyes, stifling a moan of pleasure as her fingers give him what feels like the best massage imaginable.

She giggles down at him. “I know!” she says with delight, responding to his thoughts as if he’d said them out loud. “I knew you’d like it.”

Continuing to knead his whole body with one hand, she starts gently toying with his penis with the other. The combined physical sensations are exquisite.

Unable to help himself, he starts moaning out loud with pleasure, causing her to giggle down at him. On some level he knows he should be humiliated by this, but he can’t bring himself to care.

When he’s covered in bubbles, she gradually winds to a stop, and brings her hand up to her face with him sitting in her palm.

“Aww, look at you!” she squeals with delight. “You look so cute all covered in bubbles. Ooh, you know what? I have an idea! Now that you’re my pet again, I wanna name you properly. And I just thought of like, such a cute one for you!”

He opens his mouth to protest her right to “name” him, then closes it again.

She nods with approval. “Good boy. Okay are you ready? You’re gonna like it.”

He just stares up at her.

“I’m gonna name you Bubbles! You like it? My little Bubbles. So snuggly and cute. Ooh, I’m gonna tell Regina, she’s gonna love this.”

She grabs her phone and starts texting with one hand, holding her little pet in the other and using one of her fingers to gently stroke his back. He hates how much he likes the way it feels.

She turns her attention back to him. “Okay Bubbles, I have another fun idea. Here, just a sec.”

She grabs the pink bottle of body wash again and squirts another big glob of it onto his groin, but doesn’t rub it in this time.

“I was having so much fun when you were my little bath toy, I forgot to get myself clean! So I’m gonna do that now. And you’re gonna help, okay Bubbles?”

He gulps, not sure whether to be excited or terrified. “What are you gonna do?”

She giggles. “So glad you asked!”