Content warnings: Non-consent (do not imitate), swearing, sexual content.

Pets; symbols of one's wealth and social status. They are humanoid creatures of all shapes and sizes. The rarer the species of pet a person has, the higher their standing appears. As such pet auctions are brilliant, extravagant events. Taking place three times a year in what is known as 'The Pet Capital'. It's city streets are filled year-round with stores selling pet-related products. Everything from clothes, special foods, toys and so much more. During the auction events, the centre portion of the city; normally an empty structure of rooms, cages, and stages, is now brimming with life

The lower level of the massive cylindrical building is filled to the brim with feral pets. They claw, scratch, and bang against their cages trying with all their might to break free. These are for the lower classes. Those of higher rank do not bother to break and train their own pets, for that is below them. But sometimes there's a diamond in the rough and this year there were two.

A rare blend of feline humanoid species known as a 'Pantera' and an albino demon with vibrant gold eyes find themselves caged next to one another. The albino sits at the back of his cage, his golden eyes framed by black fixated on the people who walk by. Most don't so much as glance his way. By their silver and gold trimmings and jewelry, he can tell they're of the higher classes of nobility. They are only passing through this area because they have to in order to reach the only staircase, located in the centre of the building. He casually pulls his fingers through his long white hair, removing has many tangles as he can. The two white bone horns that protrude from the sides of his head, behind his hairline and above his ears flicker with red light. Starting at the point where it disappears under the demon's hair, the light follows the length of the horns as they jet forward, out to the side a bit and then straight out to a fine point; similar to the horns of a bull but all straight edges.

The Pantera stands near the iron bars of his cage. Black furred arms crossed over his bare chest where his nipples bleed. There had been piercings there when he'd woken up that morning and he'd removed them, by force. Two black tails, with cerulean rings whipped about behind him in agitation, his black feline claws dug into the stone floor. He barred his fangs at every person that dared glance his way. His ears laid flat against the side of his head. His piercing cerulean eyes watching every person that past in front of his cage, glaring at them with hatred and a thirst for blood.

One human and his family stopped before his cage. The young man's caramel eyes looked at him in a way none of the others did. The men's long orange hair stood out among the rest of the blacks and browns of the other Nobles. It was even stranger still than the few blondes that intermingled amongst them. This Noble, looked at him, mesmerized, captivated by his appearance. He approached the cage, those that appeared to be his father and sisters held back, their own gazes weary of the clearly dangerous pet.

"Your bleeding," the Noble said simply, one hand wrapping around the iron bars. The feline hissed in warning. But the Noble did not back away. Instead, his eyes softened, sorrow washing over his features. "Yuzu, do you have some salve on you?"

The little girl with light brown hair quickly searched through the small pink bag she carried and pulled out a little pink container. "I do, but please be careful Ichigo. He doesn't look very friendly," she said handing over the small container.

Ichigo smiled at her. Turning back to the clearly volatile feline he opened the container and extended the open bottom half to him. "It'll stop the bleeding and prevent infection."

The feline narrowed his eyes at him and then glanced at the container. He sniffed it, his face scrunching up in disgust. It didn't have a particularly pleasant smell. Ichigo chuckled and said, "It doesn't smell the best but most medical ointments don't."

The feline scoffed and to everyone's surprise; including the albino in the next cage over, he scooped some of the ointment up onto a clawed, furred hand. As he spread it over his torn skin, a salesman sauntered up to the group.

"Thinking of purchasing this rare specimen, sir?" He asked Ichigo saying nothing about the ointment.

Ichigo glanced at him briefly but did not respond. Instead, he returned to admiring the feline before him. He had long blue hair that clearly was in need of a good brushing and two teal markings on the sides of his eyes that made their vibrant colour pop. His black-furred ears twitched against the side of his head. Light blue fur, spotted with black leopard spots started at his hips and as it moved down his thighs and over his knees it shifted to black over his lithe calves to his delicate but deadly feline paws. A scrap of black fabric made a sort of skirt around his nether regions obscuring them from view. It was the only clothing he wore leaving the rest of his broad chest and muscular torso exposed to the elements and the eyes that wish to view it.

"Do you have a name?" Ichigo suddenly asked the pet, surprising him, the salesman, the albino in the next cage over and his family.

The feline studied him for a moment. Cerulean eyes scrutinizing every part of the noble. From the man's bright orange hair, caramel eyes and overall lithe figure, he examined it all. Almost as if he was searching for something.

"Do you sp-" Ichigo started to ask but then the feline spoke.

"Grimmjow. What do you want with me, Ichigo?" His voice was deep and rumbling, almost a keen to a purr but not quite.

Ichigo's and the rest of the group's eyes widened for a moment but Ichigo quickly composed himself and smiled warmly at Grimmjow. "I'm considering purchasing you."

Grimmjow growled low in his throat, baring his fangs at the ginger Noble. "I'm no one's pet and I'm not for sale."

"But you are for sale and your price," Ichigo pointed to the pricing plaque above the cage, "is 5000 gold pieces. A high price for a pet on this floor. I assume it's because you're a Pantera?" Grimmjow continued to growl at him the sound getting louder and more ferocious. Ichigo chuckled. He recapped the container of salve and handed it back to his sister. "Being a pet isn't so bad you know." Grimmjow's growl turned into a low hiss. "You'll get to eat good food. Sleep on a warm bed. And if you're well-behaved enough walk around free for the most part."

"Doesn't sound free to me," Grimmjow replied his voice even deeper than before as his growl came through with it.

"You'll never be free. Not in this society. So why not at least live a life of luxury then?"

Grimmjow scoffed. "What kind of luxury is worth being some other person's plaything?"

"Have you ever lived in luxury?" Ichigo asked a knowing look on his face. Grimmjow didn't answer. "You." Ichigo turned to the salesman and Grimmjow started growling again. He could piece together what the noble was likely about to do.

"Yes, sir?" The sleazy salesman replied.

"I'll take him."

"Ichigo what are you-" Ichigo's other sister, a black-haired girl in a black gown started to say but her father's hand on her shoulder silenced her.

"You have your own castle now, Ichigo, as of today. But please be careful, this one is clearly violent," their father warned. He stood behind his two daughters white robes with gold trim hanging from his broad shoulders. His chin covered in stubble giving him I'm almost common appearance.

"Of course," Ichigo replied offering his father a reassuring look. Turning back to the salesperson he pointed to the albino in the next cage over. "I'll take him as well."

The salesman ecstatically replied, "Of course sir, if you'll come with me we'll take care of the necessary paperwork." He bowed at the waist, one hand over his heart, the other gesturing behind a curtain nearby.

The albino stared wide-eyed at the noble that was apparently going to be his master; by law anyway. His horns flickered red and his thin demonic tail flicked back and forth in irritation. He was no more happy about being purchased than Grimmjow was. This was sure to end up with him spending his days in another tiny ass cage.

Ichigo followed the salesman leaving the rest of his family to continue up to the higher floors. "We'll see you for dinner Ichigo!" Yuzu called after her brother as he disappeared behind the black curtain.

Some hours later Grimmjow awoke, his arms cuffed behind his back in iron, his ankles shackled much the same but with a length of chain between them that would allow him to walk but not run. Something buzzed inside him making his body twitch as waves of unwanted pleasure washed over him. His feline eyes allowed him to see his surroundings. He was in a crate with small holes in the wood so he could breathe. His mouth was forced open by a ball gag. Drool slid down his chin, dripping onto the smooth wooden surface. And his tails tried to whip about only to be held together by chains that secured them to the chain between his legs. He wiggled trying to see if he could put any force behind any movement. He couldn't.

He stayed like that for what felt like hours. The toy in his ass sending wave after wave of pleasure through his body. He couldn't help but get aroused, his penis straining against the metal cage that kept him from getting hard. After some time it became painful and a low hiss slipped past the gag.

Then, suddenly the top of the crate opened. "Home at last," Ichigo greeted putting the top of the crate to the side and reaching in to grab Grimmjow by his arm. He heaved his new pet up, out of the crate, steadying him as he almost fell over on the tile floor. His strength surprised the somewhat dazed feline.

As he stood, the angle of the toy in his ass changed pushing harder against his prostate making Grimmjow moan despite himself. "You enjoying your first toy?" Ichigo asked, getting a violent growl in response.

The ginger smiled at him. "You'll learn to admit what feels good," he said and released Grimmjow's arm in favour of moving to a second crate. He pried it open and pulled the albino demon out into the room as well. The demon hissed threw the ball gag and thrashed against the iron that bound him. He was bound the same way Grimmjow was their black scrap of fabric removed leaving their caged cocks in full view.

"Guess I'll have to keep you both chained up a little longer," Ichigo mused stepping back to avoid a shoulder check from the albino.

Grimmjow looked around the room; he knew he could not break these restraints, so his time was better spent examining his surroundings then fighting against them. The room was large and split into sections. The section they were in had tile flooring, a table and what looked like a kitchen. It took Grimmjow aback, was he planning to just let them roam around his home? No, that couldn't be the case. Ichigo's father had mentioned something about a castle, so the kitchen should have been far larger than this one was. And furthermore, this one opened up right on to a bedroom which opened up onto some kind of entertainment room with what looked like a TV and couches. Then, off to the far side there appeared to be a large bathroom as well. It was all too close together to have been a castle, spacious as each room was.

Turning his gaze back to Ichigo who was deftly dodging the repeatedly charging albino demon, Grimmjow mumbled something through the gag. At the sound of his voice, the albino stopped dead and turned curious gold eyes towards him.

Ichigo gave him a curious look as well and said, "If you want me to remove the gag, you have to promise me you won't bite me."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes and nodded. He'd rather have the damn thing out of his mouth and be able to ask questions than to just put up with it.

"Okay, turn around," Ichigo instructed. Grimmjow begrudgingly did as he was asked and soon enough the ball gag was removed.

Turning back to face the ginger and the practically vibrating on his feet albino, Grimmjow stated, "This isn't a castle."

Ichigo smirked at him and replied, "You're right, this isn't a castle. It's the pet house in the garden of the castle. It's where you two will be staying. There are no windows and the walls are reinforced with iron. Same for the front door. It has an electronic lock and you will not know how to open it."

Grimmjow scoffed and rolled his eyes. "I'd expect no less from a noble."

"mufafugafumufafugafum," The albino growled through the gag.

"If you both don't want to stay in chains then promise me you won't bite me or attack me," Ichigo informed them, a serious and dark look washing over his face.

"I'll agree not to attack you but I'm not keeping this thing in my ass," Grimmjow replied only to realize a moment later that the toy in his ass was attached to the cock cage that was locked. And he had a feeling that that cage wasn't coming off anytime soon.

Ichigo gave him an apologetic look and shook his head. "That cock cage is staying on and therefore the toy in your ass is staying in. That goes for both of you," he said looking at each of them. "I'll remove everything else though and switch the chains for these collars." He pulled two small black Square things out of his pocket. They didn't look like collars but the Nobles had some very interesting technologies.

"What do they do?" Grimmjow asked fighting against the moan that tried to slip into his voice. His hips bucked as it became very difficult to ignore his arousal. The albino shook visibly with the effort of trying not to do the same.

"Make sure you can't harm me and tells me where you are."

"How?"

"It'll send a signal to your brain that will knock you unconscious it causes you no pain. I don't want you to live in fear of me but I do need to be able to protect myself. I'm only human after all."

Grimmjow narrowed his eyes at him. "What activates it?"

"It can be activated in many ways. By voice, by me pushing a button or it'll activate itself based on what it reads in its surroundings. It has several mini cameras around it," Ichigo replied, seeming a little smug about it."

"I won't attack you, I'll wear the collar, but I don't fucking like you," Grimmjow replied glaring at Ichigo.

"That's good enough for now," Ichigo replied with a shrug. Grimmjow didn't like the sound of that, it was as though Ichigo actually believed he could break him in. Even so, he let the ginger place the black square at the back of his neck. It beeped and then extended and spread around his neck connecting at the front in the shape of a cat. He couldn't see it right away but Ichigo pulled out a small mirror to show him what it looked like. He growled at him making the noble chuckle. "I didn't think you'd care for it but I think it suits you."

"You have poor taste and even worse morals," Grimmjow spat as Ichigo pushed the button on the chains around his ankles and wrists. They fell away, clacking to the tile floor.

Grimmjow flexed his wrists and ankles, his claws extending and retracting a few times as he stretched. He popped his back and his hip. Laying on his side on a hard surface was never comfortable.

The albino stepped up to Ichigo and growled in his ear. His gold eyes glaring at him.

Ichigo turned around to face him. "Do you promise?" The albino nodded, and Ichigo did the same with his collar. Only his had a heart in the front. Once again, Ichigo held up the small mirror to show the albino what the collar looked like. Gold eyes looked flat as he stared at the mirror in disdain making Ichigo chuckle again. He undid the gag and pushed the button to remove the albino's restraints. They fell to the floor as unceremoniously as Grimmjow's had.

"So what's your name?" Ichigo asked.

The albino flexed his jaw multiple times, his blue tongue poking out to run over his sharp fangs. He cracked his neck and stretched his limbs. Before getting right up in their new Master's face. "Ogichi, now take this thing outa me," he demanded, his voice two-toned and strange.

Grimmjow rolled his eyes, the noble had already told them that wasn't going to happen.

Ichigo opened his mouth to reply but the albino kept talking. "It feels good sure, but its no good if I can't get hard."

Caramel eyes widened at the statement and Ichigo inquired, "So you like the toy?"

"Ya, I ain't like that one," Ogichi said pointing a clawed finger at Grimmjow. "I hated the cage. I hated the food. I hated the electric things they would poke at us with and I hated every single person in that goddamn building. But I ain't got no problem being someone's little pleasure toy so long as it feels good and I eat well. Luckily everything but electricity feels good so that shouldn't be too hard for you to accomplish."

"This building is just some fancy cage. You understand that right?" Grimmjow asked. Was this guy serious?

"It has a TV."

Grimmjow and Ichigo both looked at Ogichi like that was something wrong with him.

"I'm a beast and so long as I'm feeling good and eating well I don't care about being in some fancy cage. Why is that so hard to understand?" Ogichi huffed, crossing his arms over his chest.

"So you're saying if I tied you to that bed, a toy like that in your ass and flogged you, you'd be happy to be a pet?"

"The hell did flogging come from?" Grimmjow cut in confused.

"Everything but electricity feels good," Ichigo repeated what Ogichi had said.

An excited grin spread across Ogichi's face and he flattened himself against Ichigo's side, nuzzling against his jaw, careful of his horn. "Sounds wonderful," he purred in his two-toned demonic voice.

"Well, that's good news," Ichigo commented, leaning into the nuzzle. "I was worried neither of you would enjoy my more sadistic tastes." He tentatively threaded his hand through Ogichi's hair. The demon didn't seem to mind as he leaned into the touch.

"What's it matter if we're into it or not? You'll just force us anyway," Grimmjow grunted crossing his arms angrily over his chest. He did his best to ignore what Ogichi was doing as he slid done Ichigo's side, but it was difficult when the two-foot long horns started to shrink until they were two little pointed nubs jetting out of his hair.

Ichigo; oblivious to the horns changing shape, scowled at Grimmjow's words. "I'm not going to do things that hurt you." Ogichi whined and pouted, prompting Ichigo to add, "Unless you enjoy it." The made the demon grin once more.

Grimmjow shifted his weight to one foot and cocked a hip. "Bullshit. Do you really think a cock cage feels good? It's uncomfortable as all shit. You've already proved yourself a lier," He pointed out, trying desperately not to look at Ogichi nuzzling Ichigo's slowly hardening penis through his black jeans? Wait, he wasn't wearing that before. Grimmjow realized. The noble had been wearing the standard robes all nobles wore when going to the pet auctions. White robes with silver and gold trimmings. He wore a simple skin tight back t-shirt as well. It was weird seeing a noble in such casual clothes.

"Does it hurt? The salesman said they had your measurements and would make sure it fit right," Ichigo replied, suddenly looking very concerned as he glanced down between Grimmjow's legs.

Grimmjow blinked. "Uh no, it doesn't hurt."

"Oh, that's good. Back to you calling me a lier," Ichigo said, turning the conversation around. Grimmjow had a feeling he wasn't going to like where it was going. "It doesn't hurt. All pets wear cock cages at events. That way they don't get up to something they shouldn't."

"If I was going to fuck someone, it sure as hell isn't going to be some bastard or their pet," Grimmjow growled.

Ichigo sighed and for a moment Grimmjow wondered how he wasn't showing any reaction at all as Ogichi pulled the zipper of his jeans down with his teeth, revealing that the ginger had gone commando. And was now giving the underside of the bastard cock a long slow lick. "That's not the point. It's not painful and therefore I'm not a lier. And you need to get used to wearing it."

Ogichi lapped up either side of Ichigo's dick, glancing sideways at Grimmjow, grinning like the cat the got the canary.

"Doesn't change that you're going to force us-"

Ogichi moaned lewdly around Ichigo's dick as he took the whole six-inch length into his mouth and throat.

"Force me," He corrected and continued, "to do many things that I don't want too."

Ichigo placed his hand on the back of Ogichi's head, casually guiding him to move the way he liked. "You're a pet. In this society, you have two choices-"

"Don't fucking start with that bullshit about how I can either live a life of luxury with a good master or live a tortured one with a cruel one. I was free before those bastards grabbed me and I WILL be free again. I'm no pet," Grimmjow spat, his shoulders lifting and his tails flicking back and forth like whips. His eyes, spots and the blue rings on his tails glowed faintly.

"I was going to say," Ichigo continued, ignoring Grimmjow's little rant. "Was-ahh," he paused to collate himself as he pushed Ogichi's head against his groin. His hips bucked slightly and Ogici gave a long moan as he swallowed the nobles seed. Blinking to clear his thoughts he said, "You can either have a master you can shot out on the street. I don't know where you're from but it's all city for as far as the eyes can see from here. It'll take you weeks to get back out to the natural world. You're better of here."

Grimmjow was so shocked by what he'd just witnessed and how calm Ichigo was about it that he almost didn't reply. "You don't get to decide that!" He hissed through clenched teeth.

"Well good luck getting out of here either way. I intend to keep you, whether you like it or not," Ichigo replied with a hint of spite in his tone as he locked gazes with the obviously furious feline.

"Tch, of course. I would expect no less from a noble!"

Ichigo rolled his eyes and looked down as he messaged Ogichi's scalp. Caramel eyes widened when he finally noticed that Ogichi's horns had shrunk. "You're horns shrunk," he exclaimed in bewilderment.

Ogichi burst out laughing and braced himself against Ichigo's thigh. He'd been licking the leftover cum from his lips while Grimmjow finished his hissy fit but now the small amount left smeared on the nobles jeans. "HAHAHA! Took-hahaha-you long-hahaha-enough," Ogichi replied through fits of laughter.

Grimmjow rubbed at his forehead, where a headache was starting to throb. "Fuck it, I'm going to sleep," he said and turned to the make a beeline for the bedroom. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to get any sleep with the damn toy buzzing away in his ass but it was better than watching whatever Ogichi decided to do next. It was sickening. How could he just be okay with all this? It didn't make any sense to him.

"You can't go to sleep with that on, come here."

Halfway to the attached bedroom Grimmjow stopped and gave Ichigo an incredulous look over his shoulder. "What?"

"I know I said, it was staying on. But if you're going to sleep for the night already then I'll take it off. So come here," Ichigo explained and pulled a small key from his right-hand pocket.

Stunned into silence Grimmjow walked back over and continued to stare at the noble in disbelief as he bent a knee in front of him. Gently the cage was unlocked and removed, taking the toy with it. Ichigo made sure to pull it out slowly so as not to cause Grimmjow to much discomfort. Then he stood as if all of this was perfectly normal.

"You won't be getting that back on me you know that r-"

Getting to his feet Ichigo scowled and interrupted, "You will wear it again tomorrow." He turned back to a now composed Ogichi and grabbed his hair. Giving it a test tug to see how the Albino reacted to it. When he moaned in response, Ichigo tugged him from the floor. "You've got me in the mood. Guess you're getting that flogging you were so excited for." A sadistic grin spread across his face when Ogichi yipped excitedly and allowed himself to be pulled along into the living room and out of sight.

Still too shocked to move, Grimmjow starred at where they had been. Confused, angry and disturbed.

Author's Note: I know this is a little shorter than usual for me. (Only by about 500 words) but it is just a taste. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. I'd love to hear what you think in the reviews.

Next to be updated: Millionaire's pets, Taming a beast, Warriors. Bloody rose will likely be discontinued. I'm not really sure where to take it anymore and therefore it has died :(