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Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)


Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

It gently hooked her reins, abusing her subservient streak right now to induce calm. The feeling however wrong, that whoever held her leash controlled her did wonders to calm her heart rate down and let her breathe.

Once she had calmed, it moved to the door which unlocked loudly and swung open, freeing her from the cell. As she reached the door it took her reins again and immediately she remembered what she had learned yesterday about what to do, her mind falling into step smoothly about what the different bridle positions meant. Right now they were slack, she was meant to step out of the cell and begin her day of training.
 
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Fenny steadily begins to calm as she feels her reins taken up, moving towards the door as she takes calming, deep breaths, before stepping out, following the lead of the drone, not wanting to disobey, for fear of the shock. Well, that was the least of her worries. Her main worry was that nagging feeling that being so subservient felt wrong. She wanted to obey by choice, not because it was a reflex. And this thought continued to cycle inside her brain, as she let her outer thoughts focus solely on obeying the drone's usherings and commands.
 
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This was a construct in her mind that had to be rectified. Fenny was realizing this as the drone guided her out and back to the beach to walk and trot. While she felt being so subservient was wrong it was obvious that in simple cases she did not have a choice in the matter as a slave. But the drone did nothing to derail her thinking on the issue. And instead continued to train her, the fact that she WAS a slave, property of someone else to be used was sinking in properly rather then being blindly accepted. And honest arousal was creeping into her at that thought. She enjoyed being bound but how much she put in that right now was up to her state of mind.

What was clear was 3 things. 1, the Caretaker was and would always be trustworthy. 2, that it deemed Tamara was trustworthy last night by letting the neko oversee her care and cleaning. and 3 that anyone Fenny distrusted would be reacted to by the caretaker with impressive force.

Taking her walk the pace was moved to a brisk morning jog for 20 minutes, her blood pumping and her mind freeing up a little more. Bressin had raped her mind, had programmed her to blindly love things and react sexually and obediently to those things. She was remembering as the ran, but as she became angry, the drone stopped and moved in front of her, issuing a blue light, pulsing softly, before taking her reins and guiding her to a bench, urging her to sit down. Nor did it punish her if she took too long getting there, letting her recover while it scanned her again.

She was free to sit and think on things right now, her anger hard to hold onto in the face of the well meaning machine. If she calmed down, it would float down her body and generate a current through her belt, very low, and very gentle which caused her folds to convulse steadily until she came, a reward for good behavior.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Fenny follows the commands of the drone, her mind finally working for once, instead of being doped up on pleasure and mindless sex. She was a slave now...Not just some mindless slave, but one who was beginning to accept her lot in life. And god did it get her WET thinking about being someone else's property. Not just anyone's, but...Someone who probably genuinely cared for her...At least, he probably did. Otherwise why would he have put her in the care of such a well-meaning machine? This thought wracked her brain, and she found she couldn't be angry at Estin, at least. He just got her after the fact...

Bressin, on the other hand, when thoughts of what he'd done to her came up, got her angry. Angry enough for the drone to guide her to a bench to sit and relax. As she sat there, she realized getting angry at Bressin would do her no good in this situation, and she calmed, before feeling the machine move down and reward her for staying calm, causing her to moan into her bit and bridle as a climax rocks her body, her eyes squinting shut. She could very much get used to being a slave if it meant a reward like THAT for being obedient. But she wasn't going to let it be from a reflex. She'd be conscious that she was obedient. And the thought thrilled her, that she was in this situation and fully aware of it now, rather than just floating through in a haze.
 
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As fenny moaned through her bit, before biting down on it and cumming, her eyes squinting shut as she rode it out, she accepted a little more at least her current lot in life and who to be angry with to some degree. Once it was done and she was through with her climax though, the drone moved back to her reins and snapped them gently. It was time to keep going, she had to obey her instructions. That blind submissiveness set in and again was fought by the awakening part of her psyche, she had to think somewhat about doing what she was being told to do, and seemlessly made it back into rhythm without much prodding. She was made to trot in a very sexual and alluring manner around the beach, and then around the compound for 2 hours, drawing eyes to stare. But she knew they couldn't Touch. She was property so what they did to a point she had no control over but she was suddenly thankful for her belt. They couldn't rape her even if they wanted to and not just because of the aggressive little orb steering her around without fail.

It led her slowly through the compound until they found Felicity, who was mewling into her own bit and panting heavily with open lust, lust that she couldn't sate. She'd been tied off to a post with her caretaker standing guard while some kind of injection had been given. This was her Punishment rather then treatment, she had disobeyed and been sealed into gear fit for animals with more finality then Fenny had been, and her belt was meant to ensure she couldn't sate her own rampaging lust, her arousal leaking down her thighs while she whimpered and even ground her hips against the steel pole in absolute futility. The drone let her watch this for several minutes, before steering her away as if nothing was wrong. Letting her look around.

And as a slave, Nothing was. This was acceptable treatment.

She was taken and guided steadily through to the barracks and placed next to 6 and 9 who were still firmly locked in their stocks and currently being fucked, though they looked to be in absolute bliss, moaning as they were taken from both ends repeatedly, bodies trembling with forced pleasure. This to, was ok. It was acceptable treatment for them. Fenny however was made to stand next to the stocks and put fully on display for what purpose she wasn't sure. The soldiers stared, lustfully and wantonly at her and she could do nothing to stop it, she felt helpless and powerless, but Estin's ownership of her was displayed by the steel belt protecting her chastity. That was his very real and physical claim over her and also a command that she was to let no one else take her. As one man got close enough to paw at her breasts, she became enraged that someone would dare... and the Orb did nothing to stop her from doing something about it.
 
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Fenny walks obediently, fighting with her own mind as she resumes her routine, wishing she could simply do things on her own terms. But most of that was out of her control, thanks to her being a slave. Which only served to drive the point home that she should accept her place, even if her mind was doing bad things she didn't want, and that she fought with every bit of her brain.

As she's shown off around the island, and it begins to sink in that she belongs to Estin...That she's his, it begins to click. He doesn't just own her. He cares about her. She belongs to him about as much as her toys belonged to her. But there were rules, that she was starting to remember in fragments and bits. Rules he'd never broken yet, and was striving to uphold. Idly, she began to entertain the thought that he wasn't so bad an owner. After all, he wanted her to be herself rather than some pleasure-loving mindless toy. That had to count for something, right?

When she's put on display for the guards, and sees how the twin slaves are being treated, and that she remembers this is perfectly acceptable, she sighs gently into her bit. When the one man gets close, and she feels rage welling up, she growls threateningly, her tails gently thrashing behind her, as she takes a step back, not wanting anyone but her Master or Tammy to have hands on her body.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

The man stopped at the defiant sound and chuckled, making a move to take a paw at her breasts anyway while two of his fellow grabbed him just short of contact and tossed him back. Are you fucking insane!? She is Blackfurs! And that growl means No. one of them said, a hound by the looks of him, he mirrored Fenny's growl and turned back around while the human he had pulled back hissed, revealing fangs but he backed down. The man turned and inclined his head to Fenny. Apologies. He is a Fool. he said. Yes, Fenny was remembering the Rules of slavery. When it came to those who were not her owner, Or, were not law enforcement or medical staff, she had the right to refuse, and indeed, was expected to unless she was ordered to do otherwise. The belt she wore made Estin's thoughts clear. She was His and his alone. She was to accept no other touch.

The man who had stepped in, the hound, twitched his ears and stretched his almost Jackal like muzzle, he wore an officers badge and spoke again. I would show you out of this place for your own good. He said, holding out his hand for her reins, it was her decision if she let him take her out of the barracks and away from men who were lusting for her.
 
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Fenny relaxes as the Hound appears and rescues her from her predicament, standing back up straight and sighing. She looks at her Caretaker for a few moments, before looking back at the hound and nodding her head to him, deciding to trust him, for the moment, considering he seemed to understand the rules. As she surrenders herself to him, the realization hits her that her Master wants her all to himself, and she finds it to be pleasing that he's so possessive of her...and that thought makes her all the more accepting of her role as his Slave, even if it meant most of her free will was probably sailing out the window.
 
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Free will was an imagination where Estin was concerned most likely. The hound took her reins as she nodded and turned her head, the hound leading her to the door and outside before letting her go, the caretaker scooping up the reins again and giving them a snap. She was only led around the corner out of sight as she got another reward, the orb tying her off to a post behind a tree out of view of anyone before diving between her legs and forcing her to cum several times, she'd done such a good job and the shocks to her depths were adept and tuned specifically to make her spasm and cum again and again, her reward was 5 orgasms. She had handled herself well obviously in the situation.
 
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Fenny sighs as the hound leads her out, and the Caretaker ushers her onward, offering a thankful nod before she is sent on her way, only to be pulled aside and given her reward, moaning uselessly into her bit as the drone gets her off perfectly, her eyes rolled back in her head. Being obedient had its perks, most assuredly, even if it did mean she had to be angry with people who disrespected her Master's wishes. But, nonetheless, she was thankful for this drone that cared for her, and rewarded her for being a good slave. Now all she needed was for it to continue training her...and maybe continue rewarding her. That was certainly something to shoot for.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Her caretaker again let her recover, before taking up her reins and leading her around the island 4 times, it walked her until she literally couldn't continue anymore, and when her legs failed, she found herself held by the caretakers field, before she was lifted and carried back to the showers as if she was on a cloud, Tamara again there to take over her care and cleaning for the moment.

Man, ran you hard today didn't it. You'll be back in top shape in no time this way. she said, smiling warmly and setting about bathing Fenny again.

All slowly coming back up here? she asked, tapping her head as she started the soothing cascade of water.
 
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Fenny pants as the drone runs her ragged, feeling strangely satisfied despite the pain of pushing herself to the limit, before finally collapsing, the Drone carrying her to the showers with a dopey smile on her face. When Tamara begins to clean her, she closes her eyes and sighs in contentment, nodding her head gently as she indicates she indeed has begun to remember things about herself, that her mind was steadily recovering.
 
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Good. was all Tamara had to say at first, again paying excruciating detail to her cleaning and care. Rather then simply drop her off though, the caretaker chimed at Tamara as they got to the cell and nudged her inside. Seems like it thinks you need some company and a hug Fen. Tamara said, giggling as the door closed and locked again, the sun setting while Tamara scooped her up like a princess and carried her to the bed.

Laying her down, the Caretaker went passive for now and Tamara kissed Fenny's neck, purring into her skin and nuzzling at her, her hands sliding up and down her thighs and sides, her sharp claws leaving prickles of sensation in their wake while Tamara kissed her neck and chest, slowly making her way towards her breasts. Want me to keep going? she asked softly, running her raspy hot tongue over the top of her breast.
 
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Fenny sighs as she's tended to by the neko, happy to be in her care with how much attention she's putting into it. When she's finally returned to her room, and she's locked in there with Tammy, she giggles as she's bridal-carried to her bed and set down, as her dear friend begins to touch and enjoy her body. When asked if she wants to keep going, the Kitsune bites into the bit and nods, hoping the drone wouldn't punish her for letting someone else touch her Master's property.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

The drone didn't interfere, they were both slaves. Another rule, as a slave Tamara was her equal and it was her decision but the belt was not to be removed by anyone but Estin.

Seeing her bite the bit and nod, Tamara smiled softly and rolled her war rough tongue around her nipple slowly, one of her hands raking a single claw at the edge of her belt, teasing her while she moaned into Fenny's chest, her other hand slowly rolling up and down her side and bound arms. I'm gonna be sad when this all comes off, I like you like this, all vulnerable and sweet. Tammy said softly, popping off her nipple with a matching sound before running her tongue to her other nipple.
 
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Fenny whimpers as Tamara begins to toy with her breasts, moaning at how wonderful it feels, squirming in her bindings. She enjoyed being bound up too, but god if she could get herself off, she would, right now. But, alas, her Master's wishes trumped everything, so she settled for letting Tamara play with her breasts, and enjoy her company for the night, a groan leaving her throat as she rolls her head back and relaxes into the pleasure.
 
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Tamara was doing her best to get Fenny off regardless of her situation, though the build up was very, very slow, each touch driving her slightly higher, making her hotter and hornier, her sharp teeth and raspy tongue staying devoted to her breasts as she moaned through her bit while her hands played, spreading over her body as far as they could, the one toying with her belt had slid down to the smooth metal between her legs, rubbing it gently. Fenny could feel the touch of the steel moving but not the warmth of Tamara's fingers, but her fingers were gliding along the sides as close to her cunt as they could get, her own legs wrapping around Fenny's own and grinding her slick folds against her flesh slowly, moaning softly into her chest while her ears twitched and she shuddered every time Fenny moaned, loving the sound of her voicing her pleasure through the gag she was forced to wear.
 
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Fenny mewls into her gag as Tamara begins to give it her all, steadily working her body, exciting her and steadily building up her arousal and bliss, trying to rub her legs together in vain, unable to get herself off, but moaning into her gag as Tamara begins to work herself off on her legs, squirming in her bindings and letting her tails thrash beneath her, a clear sign she was worked up and needing a release.
 
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She was so close, Tamara's constant ministrations taking her straight to the edge of bliss while Tamara was moaning softly into her chest as her slick folds slid up and down Fenny's thigh. It was 10 more minutes of being trapped at the brink, before Fenny enjoyed a full body orgasm as Tamara's claws raked up her thighs and just beside her cunt just right to set her off as she swapped to her other breast and pinched her nipple with her teeth, tugging, the sharp sensation hurling her through a powerful climax while Tamara was groaning and getting closer herself.

She worked Fenny through her peak diligently, before she straddled Fenny's face and let her watch from up close as she started to finger herself quickly, panting and moaning loudly before cumming just above her, her nectar dripping around her fingers while her cunt spasmed to drip onto her lips and the bit, the sweet taste of Tamara's release dripping slowly into her mouth around the gag while she gripped her own breast and cried out in bliss.
 
Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)

Fenny moans and presses into Tamara's touches, eagerly awaiting her impending orgasm, wanting it so badly, biting into the bit and groaning with need, before finally after a good, long buildup, she explodes, crying into her gag and convulsing as her body is overloaded with blissful feelings and emotions, before falling limp, and staring up at Tamara, watching her get herself off, and is then treated to the sweet, delicious fruits of their combined labors, licking at her gag as the neko's fluids drip down into her mouth, her tails beating up and down on the bed beneath her, clearly pleased.
 
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