Cosmo Series: Displayed
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Another chapter of Cosmo suffering! To better visualize, here’s a link to what he was wearing and what his pose was, and here’s one about the house so you’re better situated and can better imagine where he is
CONTENT WARNING: nsfw mention, nudity (kinda sexual), noncon touch, displayed whumpee, humiliation, fear, anxiety, electric shock, stress position (kinda), tied up, drooling, gagged, conditioning, creepy whumpers, intimate whumpers, dehumanization
Displayed
Cosmo hadn’t been thrown back in the basement for its last mistake and it was extremely grateful. But deep down, it still thought about how at least the basement didn’t have those pictures of it framed on the walls.
Now it couldn’t walk around without seeing itself in its weakest moment, forced to remember that horrible day over and over again.
It remembered how bad its arms hurt even days after, and since then Master forced it to do yoga everyday.
It was growing a bit more flexible and even made some muscles, but it was scared because that meant Master would put it in more uncomfortable positions.
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Lately, Cosmo felt even more anxious than usual. Master kept rearranging things and being on his phone, something that he usually didn’t do. It had no idea what this was about and really hoped it wasn’t about it.
Master kept pacing around and it had to follow him since he was holding its leash. Its knees hurt and it was tired, but it didn’t dare make a sound.
He was on the phone with someone and though his tone was happy-sounding, Cosmo could see how stressed out he actually was.
“Yes, it starts at 5pm.” Pause. “No, you don’t have to bring any food or drinks, I’m taking care of everything.” Pause. “Yes, there will be cages and display devices.” Pause. “No, this is not a sale event, just a celebration.” Pause. “Of course, thank you.” Pause. “Yes, see you tomorrow.”
Then he put his phone back in his pocket.
“Okay, finally, everything is set.” He turned towards his pet. “You better behave well in front of the guests tomorrow, darling.”
Its heart skipped a beat.
Guests?
What did he mean, guests?
“Oh, come on, darling, don’t be like that! It’ll be fun, I swear! You’ll get lots of love and attention and you’ll maybe even make new friends!” He crouched and patted its head.
“M-Master, please...”
“Please what? They— well, no, I was gonna say ‘they won’t bite’ but I can’t guarantee that.” He chuckled. “But they won’t hurt you, I’ll make sure of that, okay? You don’t want to make people think you’re a useless pet, right?”
“N-No..! It-it’ll be good, Master! Good-good pet!”
“You better be.” He threatened with a smile.
His entire energy in that moment sent a shiver down its spine.
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Master had just spent three hours dressing it and putting on its makeup. It had an extra long stretching session this morning and it was already tired before the guests even arrived. It was terrified of messing up and humiliating Master in front of everyone, and even more terrified about the punishment it would get if it did afterwards.
It looked at itself in the mirror while Master made sure it looked presentable. Its eyelids had been painted with a purple and blue shiny gradient and so did its lips, its cheeks were a dark purple and its hair was loose except for two buns on the top of its head, and Master had added washable blue to make it match with the rest of its outfit and makeup. It was wearing a long glittery and flow-y purple and blue dress with shiny blue high heeled boots that stopped under its knees. The boots were secured with locks so it couldn’t take them off, but the heels weren’t too high and Master did teach it how to properly walk in them after he saw how much it had struggled at first. Everything matched together and fitted it perfectly, accentuating each of its features and would surely put it in the spotlight.
“Okay, that’s good, you look divine, darling.” He smiled as he kissed it on the shoulder from behind.
“T-Thank you, Ma-Master...”
“Now, come on, our guests should arrive soon.”
Its stomach felt as if it was tied in a knot. It was about to meet people who were similar to Master and it couldn’t be good. And they would apparently bring their own pets too... it didn’t know what to expect, Master did say that they wouldn’t hurt it, but who knew what his perception of hurt was?
It reluctantly followed him outside of the bedroom and into the open place that had been rearranged to become a display room.
There were lights shining on pedestals with food and couches all around, there was even a kind of cage on one side where there was a sign in front of it saying ‘for sale’.
It had seen the room like this before, but it was still as horrified, especially knowing it would get put on display.
“Get up there, darling.” Ordered Master once they were in front of the pedestal in the middle.
It got up without a word despite feeling sick and scared, and looked anxiously as its Master circled it with blue and purple Christmas lights.
“King Dancer Pose.”
Master had made it practice this yoga pose a lot so it wasn’t hard to do.
It lifted its right leg and arched its back, passing its arms above its head and folding them towards its back, holding its right feet.
“If you move, I’ll let everyone punish you in their own way. Do you understand?”
It couldn’t talk. It was too scared. So it nodded and closed its eyes.
It wasn’t tied too tightly, though it knew if it relaxed, the rope would dig in its skin and cut its circulation. It had no idea how long it would have to stay like that, but it didn’t dare ask.
Once Master was done, he shoved a spider gag in its mouth, making it whimper.
“You look so beautiful like this, darling.” He stroked its cheek and then went beside it.
He plugged in the lights, lighting it up like a piece of art.
Then it heard the doorbell ring. It felt its heart sink to its stomach as Master left and went downstairs to let the guests in.
After a few seconds of silence, it heard him talk with people, but the sound was too faint for it to understand any words.
It heard more and more people come in, loud laughing and talking, and it was just there, all alone and waiting for this night to end.
It didn’t want to be alone, but it didn’t want to have strangers look at it and touch it.
It just wanted to be with Master.
The only thing it could do while waiting was to try to stop drooling and look at itself in the mirrors that were placed around the pedestals. It hated being like this, being so vulnerable and unaware of its fate, but it couldn’t get away and didn’t even dare to try.
It stayed alone for what it assumed was over an hour and its body was starting to get tired.
Then, it heard footsteps coming up the stairs and a lot of chatter. It felt its heart rush and beat loudly in its chest as it looked from the corner of its eyes the people coming towards it accompanied by Master.
It heard people exclaiming and talking about it as if it was just some piece of furniture.
“Wow, truly beautiful!” One of them said as they approached it. “How did you even find one so spectacular?”
It started sobbing. It hated this, it hated this so much.
People were circling it, commenting on its body, mocking it as it helplessly drooled and cried.
They passed behind it where it’s dress was lifted and passed vile comments on what they’d like to do to it. It was thankful it at least was allowed to wear a thong, but it still felt so naked and exposed.
Then people started touching it. Caressing its leg that was holding all of its weight, stroking its face and wiping its tears away, while Master just watched from afar.
At some point, it couldn’t take it anymore and started squirming and whimpering loudly, trying to tell them to stop and to get away.
The only response it got from this was getting shocked.
It squealed and its whole body tensed up as people were laughing at it, and when it was finally done, its entire body went limp. The rope started digging in its skin but it didn’t have the strength to hold itself up anymore.
Silent tears ran down its face as the guests started touching it again and talking about how misbehaved it was.
Its mind went blank as it gave up, finally accepting its place. It couldn’t fight anymore, fighting only meant more pain.
It was a pet, something to put on display, something to touch and mock, and that was it. Nothing more, nothing less.
