Business Owned

Barry was surprised when his Boss started inviting him for lunch, offering to get it on the company dime. Barry couldn't resist. Barry didn't really care for the business side of things, but all the Boss wanted to talk about was work and clients. Barry could only ever nod his head in agreement with whatever his boss said, finding himself losing focus on the conversation halfway through and staring into the void.

Barry didn't think it strange that his boss would never notice. He also didn't find it strange that he'd start going into a daze when they were leaving. Or that after they got back, Barry would have no clue where they'd gone, his stomach comfortably full with a weird taste of salt and leather in his mouth.

What Barry did find strange however was how fast he was losing weight. He'd never been big, but he couldn't help but notice himself feeling small whenever he was around his boss who was never that big to begin with either. At some point he realized his entire body was hairless now aside from his head, but he couldn't recall when that happened either. The strangest part was his neckline however.

While looking in the mirror he saw the back of his head had been trimmed higher than usual, a curved line rolling up into his hair and not squared off. It matched the shape of a red ring on his skin he hadn't noticed before, the stripe making it all the way around his neck. He had red rings around his wrists and ankles as well after giving his body a closer look, leaving him wondering what they could have even come from.

The red marks only seemed to get darker as time went on, but Barry noticed the lines seemed darkest right after lunch. Barry struggled to figure out how what caused it, unable to keep his focus from his habit of zoning out before even going to lunch, incapable of remembering what they ate if it was an allergy.

Barry finally approached the Boss at his desk, showing him the marks around his hands and neck and asked if he recalled anything that could have caused it.

"Oh boy," The old man smiled, "Why don't you strip so I can show you."

Barry was confused for a moment before he realized his body was moving on its own following the command. His hands had loosened his belt and started undoing his shirt, working on getting the fabric off him. Barry watched himself in horror as he stepped out of his clothes, now standing buck naked inside the room with his boss who looked on in admiration.

"Looks like I finally get to show you what you've been missing out on" The Boss said with a wink, moving behind his desk and pulling out leather cuffs.

Barry watched unmoving as his boss wrapped the cuffs around him, the leather covering where the red stripes were exactly. Barry had started to shiver, the coldness of the room getting to him. He didn't know why he couldn't will himself to move. In the back of his head though, he somehow knew he could easily be overpowered by his boss after having lost so much weight. He didn't know if the thought made him more comfortable to stay still or more terrified.

The Boss finished by bringing over a collar, forcing Barry to look up as he wrapped it around the employee's neck. As it tightened into place, Barry felt a calmness sweeping his mind. It was as if all his worries and concerns had vanished, that he didn't need to care about them. That his owner would be looking after him now.

"Follow me boy" The Boss said, leading Barry out of the office from behind.

Barry walked untroubled through the rest of the building in front of his master, proud to show what a good boy he was. Proud to show everyone that he was owned. It didn't matter that he left the building naked, he knew that he'd be taken care of. He got into the Boss's car, driven to his new home where he'd be wearing the leather for the rest of his life.