Noise and time

So, I´ve had this drabble in my notes for like forever, unfinished and kind of a mess. But I was sent a nice message and couldn´t resist so here it is. Finished and barely edited. We die like mne. Will the read more work this time??

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CW// Dehumanisation, pet whump, hallucinations, captivity, conditioning, forced mutism, slavery, hallucinations, shock collars, conditioning, punishment, creepy whumper, vomit mention.

Robert hated noise.

He had gotten too used to Sann’s muteness to tolerate the new pet’s voice. For some reason, the albino had started to mutter to the walls and the whispering was starting to annoy him. The drop that broke the glass being one simple “Have I seen you before?” the albino had asked to an empty hall. So one day when he was sitting idly by his knees in the dining room, he gave him a present.

“Lift your head, '' he ordered the boy. His white hair was tied on a ponytail, so it was easier to grab him. The boy did as he was told and felt the cold fingers of his Master putting a collar on his neck.  Tight, but not enough to be air constricting. But enough to make him whine a bit, as two metal bumps digged into his neck. He heard the buckle click, and tried to lay his head down again. Not expecting to be pulled back up. “Didn’t say I was finished” he said. The boy opened his mouth to apologize, but the man put a padlock in front of his nose “Shh, let’s play a game” he said, pulling the collar slightly tighter as he locked the collar in place, humming a playful tone.

The pet felt the harsh plastic and gum against his throat, hearing a small beep as the man took out a control.

“I’m gonna put a little lock on it. '' he sing-songed resting his chin on one hand. A smile beginning to appear “And whoever takes it off” he continued, puzzling the boy “Will get a shock” he said before the boy simply swallowed.

The smile on his face told him he was expecting him to talk.

“Master…?” He tried, doubting opening his mouth. But the man looked pleased. He took out something from a box the boy couldn’t see from where he sat and handed him it.

A chronometer?