Whipped, clawed, beaten, battered, bedraggle, covered in dirt and sweat, the buck was having a very rough day indeed. But even as he crawled behind this chipper, skipping women as best he could, he could not help but marvel at the fact he was still happy over all. Even nude, and on his knees in public, he for once felt satisfied with himself. Full on life, rather than fed up with it. Even his punishment seemed to bring him some kind of relief. The fight had filled him with a vim and a zeal for life he’d not known before. In fact, the closest he’d ever felt was his first few nights on the street, alone, terrified, hurting, and fending for himself. He was awake for what felt like the first time in his life. Even on his hands and knees he felt as if he was walking tall.


The woman’s tail swayed hypnotically before his face, the gentle back and forth stirring her scent. Her scent barely able to take hold in his nose even this close as the smell of incense was thick to hide the smell of sweat, blood, and sex in the area known as ‘Passion’. She called to him over the dinn of the crowd and the thump of the music “Come on boy keep up! I'm trying to keep my heart rate up and you’re just dawdling back there. Move!” Said the woman with a chuckle, tugging harsly on his leash. She too was still nude but seemed to have no care, even as they walked out of passion into the purple themed area that straddled the reds of Passion and the blue zone that had drawn his interest earlier. 

Jin noticed now that the woman’s back was missing fur in several patches here and there, and on closer look noticed the pathces where somewhat fresh whip marks piled on with old healed ones. She’d clearly been punished a lot in her time here, but still seemed so indefatigable. What was her secret? How was she so happy and how did she thrive as a slave? As always Jin was but a deer in the headlights, lost in his mind as he followed that tail of hers closely.

They arrived at the back of the purple area, it having its own district much like passion. But here people seemed to mingle freely, some seeming uptight, and rigid, those in blues standing so perfectly, so well groomed and poised. The ones in red, loose, almost baudy to a point in comparison. But the purples seemed to be the most well decorated of all the slaves. And they seemed to also be the most varied. Some holding those rigid poses, others being lively and talkative. But a key note among them all is that no one even looked twice at the pair, the woman walking free of silks dragging behind her that buck who wished to all things his way not nude; and oddly more so, wished he was not crawling on his hands and knees right now. Here it seemed wrong, whereas it was so commonplace in ‘Passion’. But... not an eye was on them. Even as out of place as he felt.


The woman led the buck towards the sounds of flowing water and laughter, and into a place within a gigantic clear dome now. Here, overlooking the city, was a false hot springs. This beautiful natural looking water feature flowed with steaming hot waters, some filled with soaps, others with herbs and spices, and all smelling so deeply refreshing. 


The steam filled his nose and at last he felt he could really breathe again. The sable moved to one of the more secluded springs, a nice dark lonely corner as she walked down into the steaming water with a visible shiver running up her spine that made her fur stand on end. All the while pulling gently on that leash forcing Jin to slide into the water himself now.

It was as if he melted there. The warmth of the springs kissing over his many wounds now, and feeling wholly refreshed almost instantly. He also saw something not far off that caught his eye. It was the doberman bodyguard Chance, bathing that lion he’d bested earlier. Or at least that's how it looked from here through the thick steam that filled the room and Jin’s senses. 


The sable broke his focus on the others with an audible sigh and shiver as she sank down to her neck into that water. “Mmmmm; man this is what I'm talking about. Now come here and wash me slave. You’d do well to keep your eyes off of him. We un-named slaves are not permitted to watch the named ‘Alphas’ without permission.”

Jin’s attention turned to her before nodding and speaking lightly “Err alright. I... mean... Yes? Misstr-err? Err Ma'am?” The sable all but reeled him in by that leash giggling as she did so, hoisting herself up onto the rim of that hot-spring and spreading her legs as she took hold of his antlers and practically forced  his muzzle right up between her thighs. With a deeply devious, toothy grin, she gind his nose against her now moist sex. 


The buck was more than a little shocked by this, not doing anything but looking up at her with cheeks as red as the silks of passion. This only made her giggle more as she held his face against her mons. “Well? What ya’ waiting for? I beat you so you’re mine. Get to it boy!” She smirked and growled, hooking her legs behind his back and gently pulling him closer to not  hurt him, and for the second time tonight said to him, “Mmmm, show me your passion...”

The buck had never done this before, he was practically a little virgin boy by most accounts. Not that he’d not had fantasies, but to be here, to be forced to do it. It was more wild than his dreams ever held. And soon he found himself starting to get lost in it, paws gripping her ass cheeks, tongue gliding over her warm sex, as she shudder and cling to his antlers tightly. She huff and pant a bit, catching herself looking down into those lovely eyes of his and purring quietly for a short time before she deigned to fill him in entirely.

“Mmmm You call me mistress for the night. At first light, all nightly contracts end. You go back to being the mistress’ little toy, and I go back to the arena for a new plaything for tomorrow night.” She felt that tongue slithering across her sex over and over, clearly a little directionless as she took a deep breath and sighed out some. “Why is it the adorable ones are always so inexperienced? I guess that’s the difference between adorable and just plain hot. But I suppose that's what I get for having a soft heart.” she nodded towards another one of the pairs of combatants one pool over, who where having hard, frankly, violent sex as the larger wolf choaked the leopard against those false rocks all while frantically thrusting into him.  The wolf showing no mercy to the leopard who was his sub for the night. 

Jin barely able to see the sight over her thighs, simply kept licking her sex, admitedly not very good at it. The woman spoke again, casual as ever “And that’s the reason I challenged you. To the victor go the spoils. Those two have been rivals for years. People say the leopard enjoys losing at this point. Does it just for fun. He gets the spit beat out of himself then gets savaged like that most nights now. And if I didn't challenge you, you would likely be in the place of the leopard about now with one of the men. Females are rare in the arenas of passion, and I dare say i'm the most gentle of the ones who do frequent them.”


She looked down to him, taking his horns in hand, she pulled him harder against her sex. “Now, open that mouth, and let that tongue really go. Get right in there, it wont bite you know.” She chuckle, and forced the buck to do as she ordered, his maw opening up and pressing hard against her body, not by choice, as his tongue snaked it’s way deep into her warm, moist, and waiting little slit. There was no way she would have fit the size of most of the males around the complex. She was so small, her body simply built so much differently than the other species. And so this sort of thing was her go-to for pleasure, and keeping her heart pounding.

The sable growled needily over the buck leaning back some while still holding onto two of the branches of his antlers. “Mmmm Much better buck-boy. We’ll teach you yet.” The small sable purred aloud with her legs still tightly wrapped behind his neck at this point. She lay there letting the buck practice, letting that tongue coil and slither around within her warm, tight walls. And he would soon have stumbled on what felt to him a slightly rougher spot in her warm, tight sex, her G-spot. He was not stupid, he’d heard of it, and knew about it, and even knew a little where to look for it. But he didn't know what it felt like, but clearly knew beyond a doubt he found it when he did rub against it, as all at once, that small body of hers seemed to show it’s true strength where she inhaled sharply, and clench tight around his tongue, and those legs clung harder to his head as she shiver and let out a loud, passionate moan.

“Fffffuck r-right there bucky-boy.” She purred out deeply as his tongue took to rubbing over that slightly rough spot in her confines over and over. And to the buck, this was its own bliss. Soaking deep in that hot water, cock, hard and ready, throbbing and drooling pre into that clouded mineral, and spice filled water. His face buried against the sex of the woman who’d earlier so literally caned him. And even now, his back on fire from his punishments earlier. But he did not care. Those endorphins from the pain, peaking now with rushes of oxytocin, and dopamine, all swirling around in his head along with that heavy shot of adrenaline from her moans sending  him into a naturally induced ecstasy himself.


He moaned against her lightly, her hands having given up on his antlers now as she lay flat on her back and instead resorted to pulling harder and harder on that leash,forcing his face against her nethers, and locking his head in place with her strong little legs. He started to understand why she wanted him to show her his passion. Because here, in this life, passion was bliss. It was rapture. It was the meaning of this all. It was the very essence of of what it means to be a a slave.

And as his chest rose and fell, it soaked his mind in the scent of her sex on his lips, his tongue coiling and slithering deep within her body. And he, there, cloaked in warmth in spite of being nude as the day he was born, mind swimming in chemicals and riding this cloud of a high. 

It all soon came to a head for her, her panting having increased faster and faster until she moaned out deeply and coated the inside of the buck’s muzzle with her hot juices. All at once, he was forced to either gulp them down, or choke on them as she didn't let up with her legs or that collar, clinging to him as her whole body shuddered and convulse in pure otherworldly bliss. She let up on his leash ass soon as her mind allowed her to come down, and her legs went limp across his back, inadvertently hurting him some in doing so. But the pain was nothing compared to his own arousal, and the sensations that stirr deep within him. 

The woman set up on her elbows looking down to him, purring quietly. “Seh-second time tonight you got lucky. No one is that bad at first who actually knows how to work a girl’s body. N-nn -Aahh!” She shuddered as he kept his rubbing and licking as he’d not been ordered to stop. “F-fuck....” she grumbled out through a hard shiver before flicking the leash at him as to order him to back down some. “K-keep going, but slow down some! Damn boy; This isn't the races, you’ll get your fill when I need more alright?”

She huffed, and pant, slowly catching her breath, placing a paw over her chest to feel her heart racing there. “Whew,... Alright, keep going and I'll eeh-ah-mmm... Explain some things here. That pink collar makes you safe for the most part, but it won't be there forever you know. So I may have overssss- Mmmmm... Over. Stated. How lucky you got that I picked you tonight. Odds are no male would have. Not unless they wanted to risk sticking their dick in an untrained slaves muzzle who may bite.”

She was still under the assault of the bucks tongue who had slowed down some sure, but spent way too much time for the moment focusing on her g-spot while she was still so sensitive. This earned him a pop on his thick skull from the looped end of the leash. “Rrrrrr... Slow the fuck down, last warning buck. Now, where was I? Right. You’re new here, and im sure tonight is your first time in the annex, hence your initiation. Thats a rare fucking treat for us in passion. Most slaves start in Discapline. Often only once they have learned the basics of our world do they get to pick which of the three lifestyles they will follow. Discipline, Balance, or Passion.” 

It was starting to make some sense to the buck now. And while he wanted to ask so many questions, all he could do was look up with pleading eyes at her while still servicing her like the slave he’d become. “Mmm good boy, much better. Slow, gentle. Just like that. After a lady cums you need to relax and let her reset some. Unless you’re trying to drive her up a fucking wall, then go ahead I suppose. But it’s a good way to get punished around here.” She had started purring quietly now as she stoked over the buck’s hair tenderly, going over the things he needed to hear.

“So, us slaves of passion. We are much more free. We obey, but we often are filled with sass, and don't mind getting a punishment now and then. It's all part of the fun. Meanwhile, those stuck up snobs over in Discipline spend all day reading manuscripts, studying poses, knot tying, and, pfff’ kitschy shit like that I guess. I don't know, I never really cared to spend any time there.” She huffed and growled again, pulling more on those horns leaning back into his muzzle and giving it a few light humps while the buck kept his tongue pumping in and out of her in slow tender strides, greedily lapping up any of her delicious sexual juices so he could to gulp them down.

“Ss-Mmmff. Go ahead then I guess, speed up some damn it... I wasn't done talking but whatever...” She grumble out pulling against his horns again and feeling her legs wrap around his head once more. And while the buck did speed up, he didn't take off like a rocket this time. Instead slowly ramping himself up, giving her time to finish her thought. “Mmmfff, M-mean while here in balance, everyone is kinda nice. We all meet here from time to time. And we share what our own sides learn. Be that the silly knot tying of Discipline, or things from Passion such as ways to defend yourself, or like now, how to properly pleasure someone.”

Once more she lay back and tug on that leash sternly, forcing the buck to endure her body’s clenching around his tongue, and his own arousal throbbing painfully below in that swireling warm water. He wanted so badly to stand up and mount her, but knew even if his cock was not the largest of the males in the facility, it was more than she’d be able to handle for sure. At least so he thought. But who knows what training this woman had had, what deeds she’d done or things she’d seen and learned.

All the buck knew for sure is he was hooked on the scent of her sex, that feeling of her delicate folds on his tongue, and the warm blanket of bliss that was being this close and serving a real function for what felt like the first time in his life. 


He closed his eyes and gave his all now, rubbing vigorously with his snout against her sex, which rubbed his nose against her clit through that small fleshy hood, all while gliding that tongue against her g-spot over, and over, and over, causing her to literaly scream out in bliss. He may have never done this... but he had plenty of practice in his mind, had seen enough porn, and had even studied some just in case he ever got this chance. And once more, with her clinging to that leash for dear life, thighs trying to crush his skull, and both of their hearts racing at full tilt, she came. She moaned out in a carnal roar of passion, and filled his muzzle with her warm moist climax.

Now spent, she collapsed entirely there letting the buck’s leash go limp while she caught her breath and growl looking down at him. With a shaky, panted voice, she snarled at him “Hey! You where holding back the first time weren't you!?” To which the buck, tongue still in her sex, shook his head and pant himself through his snout, forcing him to endure her intoxicating aroma to such a degree it was painful to his mind now. Only to have her flop back down and the buck put his newfound knowledge to use, having slowed way down and, simply more or less wriggling his tongue in her a little at the moment while she came down from her high.


She soon placed her feet on his chest and pushed him off of her, letting his leash go, and sending him splashing deep into that water, entirely soaking him.


As he came up from the warm water, now steaming from head to toe with its warm embrace, she lay there panting deeply “Mmmmfff, make yourself useful and wash me boy. I'm spent...” The sable now moving to simply lounge along the rim of that hot spring. The buck looked around and spy some fresh wash cloths and soaps near a small nook at the entrance of the spring they where in, he waded over to the shallow end where he was only up to his knees now in that water. Only then did he realize how desperately aroused he was himself, the coolish air compared to the warm water now stinging lightly against his fully exposed, throbbing, dripping, rock hard cock.


He grabbed the supplies and walked back over to her, where she got an eyeful of his cervine member, and could not help but giggle seeing its long tapered shape dripping with more than the water of the hot springs. “Well well; looks like someone had fun. Too bad he won't get to use that cute thing tonight.” And for the second time today, the tip of his cock was flicked by a diffrent woman who took no pity on the loser of their fight, making him first pleasure her, and then now groom her.


“Good boy, don't miss an inch. I still have you for a few hours, and I can make that time heaven or hell. Who knows, I may even take mercy on that delicious looking dick of yours.” She said looking at that dripping throbbing hard rod running a fingertip up its underside to tease him further. That action made the buck moan aloud, knees go weak, as he caught himself against that rim of the springs, and a warm thick string of his pre shot up the woman’s forearm. This made her snicker at his obviously painful level of arousal. That same devious toothy grin plastered across her face once more as she remarked;  “But for now, it makes for wonderful eye candy. So get to it boy!”