You're dumped into Lee's tight pocket with a look of shock on your face. "Pet"?? That's ridiculous! He has no right to make you his own personal pet.. But then, the realisation comes to you, he doesn't need a right. You fit in the palm of Lee's hand, there's not a single person who knows where you are and you know simply from the from the sensible and unwavering look he had in his eyes that there's not a thing you can do to make Lee change his mind. You belong to him now. Feeling stranger than you ever have in your life, you let the idea sink in that you are a piece of property, owned by a high-schooler.
There's a suprising sens eof comfort in the thought. You have no responsibilities, no worries - Lee decides where you go and what you do from now on. Your life can never possibly be boring or lonely again, not when you're surrounded by acres of your colossal owner's amazing, awe-inspiring body. You find yourself wondering if you'll be coming in contact with that huge body soon, if Lee will use you as a pet, a toy or.. Or a tiny, submissive boyfriend. Followed by shock and wonder, tingles of pleasure wash through you at the thought..
You feel the long, precise fingers of your giant come in and trap you in their grip, pulling you out. The sensation of being picked up and moved around like an object is exciting! You're brought past Lee's slender chest to his face. His warm breath sends your hair flying out of your face, and you find that you don't mind the foody smell so much any more. You're enjoying the oddness of accepting whatever your owner does with you.
"I'm about to start class, little one." He says softly enough, but in a firm voice. "You're going to wait for me. You're not going to run away, or touch anything in my bag without permission." His youthful voice, his exotic accent. You nod your head with no uncertainty at all. The things your giant is saying are facts, not requests. "I'm going to let you watch my taekwondo class. I want you to witness your master's strength, and his self-discipline. You'll be safe under my care, because I'm going to train you just as well as I've trained myself." You nod again, looking as humble and willing as possible. Lee smiles. Under his sensible and disciplined exterior, there's the slightest hint of a smirk - He can't deny how much he enjoys seeing you kowtow to his rules, and how much he adores his new little acquisition.
Lee places you on a bench, glancing around the empty change-room furtively. In seconds, he strips off every article of clothing he's wearing and dons his uniform. Your mouth still hangs agape as he ties his belt, grinning mischeviously down at you. "Impressed, little one?" He says as he stuffs his casual clothes into his backpack, jamming his Converse sneakers in last. You stare up at your giant god, speechless, until he picks you up in his magnificently warm hand and seats you atop the bag in his black sneaker, then carries the bag into the taekwondo room and places it inconspicuously in the corner..
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