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Jake and Samantha are property of the evil wolf, and they soon get a taste of how cruel their new master can be, as well as learning some disturbing truths about the nature of this place.

Part 1 -- Part 3", "writing": "HOTEL OMEGA\n\nAn RP/Collaboration by MystBunny and Mizzyam\n\nPart 2\n\n#####WARNING#####\n\nThis collaboration will contain cubs being murdered and raped in graphic, detailed scenes. If you are the least bit squeamish about such content, you are justified in not reading this material. If you proceed beyond this point, please refrain from complaining about the content that you have just been warned about. Neither I or Mizzyam are responsible for anyone ignoring this warning.\n\n#####WARNING#####\n\n(Document saved in Open Office. This is recommended for reading as the posts alternate in color.)\n\nIn no time at all, Jake had thrown all sense of caution to the wind. He even lost what remained of his modesty as his limbs began flailing in all directions, causing that tiny sheath and scrotum to flop and bounce erratically as he strained painfully against the strap that was tightened down so much he couldn’t take a full breath anymore; which didn’t really matter since he was breathing so quickly, blood-soaked nostrils flaring and nose twitching rapidly, that he was on the verge of hyperventilating again.\n\nThough the strap secured him to the table, Jake still fought with it, even tried to squirm his way under it by sliding his body down towards his feet. All the while the horse struggled to restrain him, but the poor rabbit was completely enveloped in terror. He struck out at the equine with such reckless abandon and violence that under normal circumstances he would’ve surprised even himself. The idea of being naked and restrained in the presence of this doctor and his predatory assistant was too much for his fragile mind to handle.\n\nEven as blunt as his claws were, the guard fussing with his wild thrashing was scratched hard enough to draw blood and interrupt his efforts to pin the bunny down. Jake hardly noticed, in fact he didn’t even register the other lapin coming in to help his buddy, much less the sudden assault to the dolphin inflicted by his frantically kicking feet. His head whipped side to side and his arms struck the horse and hare that attempted to force his limbs back under the strap. The only thing louder than his heels and feet slapping against the steel table, were his desperate cries and pleas as he fought.\n\n“No! Please!” he shrieked. “Let me go! I wanna go home! Let go of me, let go! Get away from me!”\n\nSamantha watched helplessly as Jake completely succumbed to terror. It was worse than she could’ve imagined because his reaction wasn’t just a result of his condition, which was bad enough. His fear came from both fronts, basic instincts and common sense. There was no reason not to be afraid, knowing even half of what was coming, but the fox’s presence coupled with the use of restraints and Jake’s irrational fear of needles had brought him to the brink of sanity.\n\nAs she watched, the squirrel wanted so desperately to run to her friend, but the lapin guard’s threat and imposing finger kept her in place, hugging herself and shivering as she whined sympathetically. The older mouse boy near her didn’t seem nearly as upset, but when the doctor had been struck he turned away sharply and snorted into his paw. The sight made her angry, as she could plainly see he was amused by what he saw. There was nothing funny at all about Jake’s abuse; the doctor got what he deserved, plain and simple.\n\nEventually the two guards began to gain the upper hand, forcing both of Jake’s arms under the first strap, but they couldn’t do much more than hold the thrashing buck down until the doctor recovered enough to turn the crank and secure those troublesome limbs properly. The increasingly limited mobility and breathing room was only intensifying the rabbit’s terror though, as convulsed bodily against his binding. Eventually Samantha could take it anymore and she rushed towards Jake. Before she even got close however, the mouse that had been standing nearby caught and held her back.\n\nShe looked up at the older boy angrily, but saw a sorrowful look in his eyes as he shook his head. That gesture immediately told her what a terrible mistake she’d nearly made, but she still had to do something, anything, to calm her friend. If she couldn’t physically do it, then she had to reveal one of the lesser known techniques she’d learned about. Jake would no doubt be angry at her, but she had no choice. Any longer like this, and his health would be at risk.\n\n“P-put a towel on his head!” she cried, struggling against the mouse as she raised her voice to be heard over the commotion. “Please! Cover his head! He can’t--he needs it, please! You--you have to listen to me!” She didn’t care who heard at this point, as no one else in the room really seemed to care about what was transpiring. Beyond expressing mixed emotions, not a single person came to help, or even address the event for more than a few seconds.\n\nFor several moments after shouting to the group of men, she wasn’t sure they’d heard or even cared to listen as more and more straps were stretched over Jake’s violently struggling little body and tightened down. Though they did well to restrict his movements, the rabbit’s terror and panic only increased the less he was able to squirm. Once his feet were pinned down, the greatest show of resistance he could show besides twisting side to side, was the slapping of the back of his knees against the steel table. He was effectively immobilized, but he was far from stationary. Nothing held his head either, which was banging repeatedly against the metal beneath it as the boy screamed in protest.\n\nEventually one of the guards, the rabbit specifically, seemed to actually register Samantha’s suggestion as, once Jake was secured he produced a white towel from a nearby shelf and draped it over the boy’s head. The cub was watching in wide-eyed terror as the fabric came down over his face, but once it settled into place the effect it had was significant. Jake’s entire body tensed at first, then continued to squirm but with surprisingly less vigor. Over the next several seconds he settled down to the occasional twitching and jerking of each limb. The frantic breathing remained constant, his chest rising and falling rapidly against the painfully tight chest strap as the towel shook with every exhale, but the boy had ceased his efforts to escape and fell silent except for the occasional breathy whimper and whine.\n\n---\n\nThe mouse was pretty much emotionally distant from anything he had seen in the lab time and time again, but he couldn’t hold back that giggle as the mean doctor took the hard shot to the face and gut. Though he knew nothing could be done about Jake’s torment, he didn’t realize just how upsetting this act was as misinterpreted by Jake’s friend. He turned back around when he recomposed himself, ready to assume his duty of taking Jake to be X-rayed. Hopefully his own similarities to the new boy would be enough to keep him calm for awhile, as he knew there was inevitably plenty of terrifying trials for this frightened younger cub.\n\nAs Samantha tried to rush over to help Jake, however, all of the mouse’s emotions came to the surface. His face showed his sympathy, and his eyes were starting to fog up as he grabbed Samantha’s arm. He wanted to tell her something, anything, to make her feel better, but all he could manage to do was shake his head. Nothing good could come of her interference for either herself or Jake.\n\nAs Samantha desperately pleaded with the three adults to put a towel over Jake’s head, none of them were in a position to do this. They all understood what Samantha meant, though they didn’t respond to her, instead struggling to keep those powerful legs still while the doctor finished cranking down the last of the straps on the now completely helpless but no less terrified lapine.\n\nOnce Jake was properly secured, the hare guard looked behind him to the shelves, stepping quickly over to them to get a towel, and promptly draped it over Jake’s head, lightly holding his head so that he couldn’t shake it off of his eyes. Both guards and the doctor were breathing heavily by the time Jake had stopped thrashing. A wave of calm swept across the whole lab as most of the slaves breathed a sigh of relief, including the mouse who finally let go of Samantha’s arm, while the others in lab coats simply returned to their work.\n\nThe mouse put a paw against Samantha’s shoulder as she started to approach Jake again to get her attention, leaning closer to whisper to her.\n\n“They’re pulling out all the stops to keep him calm. Just.. do what they say for now. I’ll try to keep him from getting upset or hurting himself.”\n\nAs the mouse said this, his attention was quickly drawn to the bunny guard, freezing and tightening his grip on Samantha’s shoulder as the hare unholstered his taser, thinking the weapon was about to be pointed at him for maybe trying to tell the squirrel something he shouldn’t be, but instead, the hare pointed the taser at the defenseless bunny on the exam table, but his eyes never left Samantha, breathing heavily still, from the exertion of restraining Jake.\n\n“Thanks for the tip. Now I hope for his sake you’ll be a good little cunt and allow us to strap you to a table as well?”\n\n---\n\nThough Samantha let out a relieved sigh along with half the occupants in the room, it was short-lived. She attempted to approach the now calmed buck, hoping to stay by his side, but the mouse rested a paw on her shoulder and whispered quietly to her. He promised to help look out for Jake, but she was still hesitant. Despite what the boy said, it didn’t look like the doctor or guards were doing anything at all to keep her friend calm. Only the fox slave had done anything positive by removing herself from sight when she realized the impact her presence she was having. The only truly effective solution had to be shouted at them in desperation. And even that hadn’t been well received.\n\nOnce the mouse said his piece, he backed away in fear as the lapin guard equipped his taser. The man locked eyes with Samantha, who worried much like the other boy that the weapon was intended for her; and having already experienced it before, she was doubly frightened of that weapon. The squirrel wrapped herself tightly in her tail and cringed, expecting to be attacked without reason, but instead the guard thanked her for the information and proceeded to use the taser to threaten her compliance.\n\nSamantha, eyes wide with terror, took a step forward as the small device was pointed not at her or the mouse, but at Jake. Restrained and blinded, there was no chance of the bunny anticipating the surge of agonizing pain that would afflict him should that taser be used. The squirrel hardly needed to be encouraged to obey at this point, though. Right now she was willing to do just about anything to keep her friend from being hurt anymore than he’d already been. That image of his terror-stricken face was burned into her memory and she didn’t ever want to see it again.\n\nThe girl froze when the guard held the taser closer to Jake, standing balanced on her toes for a moment before settling onto the balls of her feet. She swallowed a rising lump in her throat before speaking meekly. “I--I’ll do whatever you want, just--just please don’t hurt him,” she whimpered, hugging herself tightly. “Y-y-you don’t need to s-strap me down, I--I’ll be good, I promise.”\n\nTo show good faith, Samantha gingerly approached a nearby table, moving slowly for fear of inciting the wrath of anyone present that wasn’t a naked, indentured slave. Once she reached the smooth metal surface, the girl hopped up onto it and sat down to face the guards and doctor with his two assistants. She still hugged herself shyly, keeping her gaze lowered just enough to avoid looking any of those awful men in the eyes while still being able to watch Jake on his table.\n\nThe subdued rabbit was still twitching and flexing against his binding, but aside from that the only sign of his panic resided in the rapid rise and fall of his chest and the puffing breaths as the towel shifted occasionally in response to his fluttering nose beneath it. He whined quietly once in awhile as well, still intensely aware of his nudity which he could no longer hide from the audience present. Jake was blushing intensely with embarrassment beneath the towel, both thanks to his unwilling exposure to strange men intent on hurting him and the fact that Samantha had ratted to the guards about his susceptibility to having his head covered.\n\nGranted, he appreciated the gesture greatly, as the lack of horrific imagery allowed him to relax just enough for this awful experience to be just barely tolerable. But that fear of the unknown was still clinging at his consciousness, and not being able to see a threat may have kept him docile, but his imagination was free to conjure up frightening imagery of its own. So when the lapine guard threatened Samantha, he could only assume he was the object of her concern. He squirmed fitfully as the squirrel complied and moved to a table, but then he relaxed again, focusing instead on his hearing. His ear twitched and shifted constantly, following the sounds of the men as they moved around the table. He could distinguish the sound of Doctor Aero’s feet slapping the ground from the hard boots of the guards, but beyond that the background din of the room was obscuring who was where or what was happening.\n\n---\n\nBoth guards and the doctor were noticeably relieved when Samantha agreed to cooperate. None of them wanted to deal with another struggle after using so much energy to keep Jake from flying off the table and bolting. The lapine holstered his taser the moment Samantha finished speaking and started walking towards the other table. None of them said anything to her, but they weren’t about to take the risk of not strapping her down.\n\nAero patted the mouse boy on the head lightly for his efforts in keeping things under control, though the boy cringed at the touch from those disfigured hands. He wasn’t seeking praise for keeping the two friends apart, but he said nothing as the doctor instructed him to continue. While he and the guards approached Samantha, the mouse approached Jake, starting to stroke those long ears softly as he spoke to try to let the young cub know that he wasn’t in danger now.\n\n“They’re gone for now. It’s just you and me. I promise I won’t be mean to you like the others. Do you want me to take the towel off or leave it on? Also what’s your name? Mine’s Pete. The slavers call me ‘Feet’ sometimes because I give good foot jobs.”\n\nAs Pete tried to get familiar with Jake, the guards had just started strapping Samantha down on the table just as they had Jake. She wasn’t happy about it, but they had a considerably easier time keeping her under control. After the guards had done their job, they moved to the other side of the room to talk in almost whispers just between themselves about what they would like to do with these two new slaves and lamenting the fact they couldn’t be the first ones to break them.\n\nWith Samantha’s naked body strapped onto the metal surface, the dolphin moved to the side of the table, tilting it forward a bit so that Samantha was a little more upright, strapped against the table. Doctor Aero wasted no time in gathering the simple checkup tools that Samantha would undoubtedly be familiar with, first getting a light ready as he instructed Samantha to open her mouth.\n\nOnce she did, Aero was about to retrieve the stick for pressing her tongue out of the way when he suddenly noticed the significant damage to her tongue. The fact that she was still able to talk without much discomfort was a good sign, and the bleeding had apparently stopped, but it was still a deep wound.\n\n“You’ve been a little busy today, I see. What the hell happened to your tongue?”\n\n---\n\nAs Jake continued to listen quietly, his breathing began to slow gradually. Though he couldn’t identify most of the sounds reaching his trembling ears, the receding footsteps were unmistakable. The guards and doctor had finally left the rabbit’s side, but more importantly, the scent of the fox which had been permeating his senses even through the towel had started to fade away, and with it much of his tension. This temporary reprieve was immensely welcomed, but Jake’s limited spacial awareness told him someone was still nearby. He thought it was just his paranoia at first, but then he felt something touch his ears suddenly.\n\nThe hot, trembling appendages twitched erratically at first, trying to escape the soothing pat of that warm paw, but eventually they gave in and succumbed to the slow, gentle stroking. Jake’s breathing picked up again, fear of the unknown still gripping his fragile heart tightly. He began to whine quietly when a voice spoke up beside him. The boy sounded young and a familiar scent that reminded him of Samantha reached his nose under the towel, telling his instincts not to be afraid. He wanted to relax, to trust the mouse beside him, but Jake’s imagination was running wild without visual input.\n\n“J… Jake. M-my name’s Jake,” the buck whimpered quietly, his quick breaths still huffing at the white fabric covering his face. He needed it gone; needed to see the rodent’s face. “P-please take it off. Please, I need--” The rabbit was surprised by how quickly the other cub obliged his request. He gasped sharply as the bright lights of the lab reached his eyes again. Squinting, he struggled to take a deep breath, gaze shifting to the mouse standing on his left. Though Pete looked older, he was still unnervingly younger than anyone else Jake had seen so far that didn’t come off the bus. More worryingly he was naked from the waist up, and he could only assume the same for what the chrome table-top obscured.\n\nThe buck’s head turned to one side and then the other, immediately identifying his surroundings. It was the first time he could take it everything without being blinded by terror, and though the room looked harmless enough, there was a distinctly eerie vibe to it, like something from a horror movie. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this place was scarier than its looked implied, and if he’d been able to sit up and examine the rest of the room clearly, his paranoia would be confirmed after just one look at the multitude of naked individuals being forced to work in the lab. Fortunately the chest strap was so tight, it was a struggle to lift his head at all. The only thing he could really see was his friend on the next table over surrounded by the guards and doctor.\n\nThough Samantha had cooperated thus far, when the guards and doctor along with his female vulpine assistant came to her to begin the process of strapping the squirrel down as well, she quickly pulled her legs up onto the table, shaking nervously. She didn’t want to be restrained like Jake. Where he’d been unwilling she was prepared to do just about anything at this point and not just for his sake but for her own. The girl had already seen several times what happened when either of them disobeyed and the results were terrifying.\n\nSo when the approaching horse ordered her to lie down, she moved immediately to comply. She stretched her legs out on the cold table and was about the lay back when the equine placed a hand on her naked chest and unceremoniously forced her down. The squirrel yelped on impact but didn’t budge. A large lump rose into her throat as her tail instinctively draped itself over her young, exposed body. She was still self-conscious of her nudity in front of these mean men, especially with that look in their eyes whenever they focused on her. It was unnerving.\n\nThough she wanted to keep her body hidden, there was little she could do when the rabbit yanked the tail away and instructed her harshly to keep it out of the way. Samantha whined at the sudden vacancy of her concealing appendage, but she cooperated, letting it hang over the edge of the table between her legs, twitching and swaying with her barely contained anxiety. She tried to lay still as possible as the straps were stretched over her body one by one and tightened down, but she couldn’t help turning to look in Jake’s direction, catching a glimpse whenever the horse moved out of the way.\n\nThe mouse stood next to him and his head was uncovered again. She couldn’t see much else before the strap pressing against her chest reminded her to take a deep breath to keep from being pinned so painfully like Jake had been. When the guards moved on to the other straps she exhaled, her body shivering in fear and humiliation as her naked body, flat chest and puffy slit were all clearly visible to her would-be molesters. Once they were finished, they moved away, leaving Samantha to the whims of the smooth-skinned doctor and the adult fox. She wasn’t necessarily afraid of him, but his appearance unnerved her. He seemed quite apathetic for a medical professional, but at the very least the female nearby was a small comfort, as she was completely exposed too and didn’t seem to mind at all. The blushing young girl couldn’t help but stare at the woman’s perky breasts and extra fuzzy loins though.\n\nWhen the dolphin approached the table with his tools, he suddenly adjusted the chrome surface, causing it to tilt forward. The squirrel’s body tensed as her face expressed a moment of acute distress as the straps bore her insignificant weight. Once her head was where the doctor wanted it, he ordered her to open her mouth. Samantha obliged with little to no hesitation, but she winced at a sudden burning sensation. Aero promptly commented on the source of the pain, reminding the squirrel that she’d bitten her tongue earlier. That sudden recollection made the area noticeably more sore. With everything that had been happening she’d completely forgotten about it.\n\n“I… I bit it,” she said quietly in response to the dolphin’s question. “W-when that man with--with the--that thing. He shot it at me and I--” Samantha swallowed the lump in her throat. “It really hurt…”\n\nAfter taking in the scenery, Jake’s gaze immediately locked onto the mouse. Normally he avoided eye contact with strangers or those that made him uncomfortable, but he needed to know if he could trust the mouse so he stared hard at the boy, looking for signs of emotion that everyone else here had been lacking, the wolf more than any other. As he searched those eyes though, he showed his own deep-seated terror clearly. Tears were already welling up and trickling down his cheeks again. His expression unintentionally revealed in the rodent what he wanted to know so his next immediate desire was information. The rabbit had countless questions, many of which he probably didn’t want to know the answer to.\n\nAlthough queries about Pete’s nickname and these terms ‘foot-job’ and ‘slaver’ came to mind initially, the buck had far more pressing concerns that needed to be addressed, but first he needed to know the mouse would be truthful. “Y-y-you--you won’t lie, will you, P-Pete?” he asked shakily, his stuttering worse than ever thanks to his trembling, and frantic breathing. His terror had slowly begun to escalate again, but he was still grateful to see a friendlier face than any that greeted him so far. He waited for a slow, hesitant nod before continuing.\n\n“W-w-w-what is this place? Why--why did they kidnap us? They-they… they killed so many… there was s-so much blood… I… T-t-that wolf, he--” Jake started to hyperventilate for a moment as he recalled the image of the lupine monster. He quickly shook his head to rid himself of the mental visual and struggled to continue. “Blood… why do they want my b-blood? W-why do they care about m--about my--” His body convulsed for a moment as he tugged and jerked frantically at his binding. “He-he wants me to make babies. I-I-I don’t wanna make babies. I don’t want to be here. I w-w-want to go home. I--! I have to get out of here!”\n\nJake’s fear continued to rise unchecked, panic setting in again as he writhed in his bondage. His mind was racing with terrifying thoughts as he began babbling. “D-don’t look at me, I--” he whimpered and sobbed for a moment, trying to pinch his legs together to hide his boyhood, but it was futile. “W-why won’t they let me have my clothes? I-I want my clothes. A-and I don’t want that… t-t-thing to stick me with needles. W-why won’t they leave me alone?! Why--nngh!” The bunny’s torrent of complaints were cut short as a fresh wave of pain radiated from his damaged snout. His jaws clicked together and he whined pathetically, shaking with quiet sobs.\n\n---\n\nThe mouse’s eyes mirrored Jake’s distress as he became more and more upset by his own salvo of questions. Those questions only led to more questions, each one more terrifying than the last, and the mouse knew he shouldn’t answer all of them. Jake was new. His fragile young mind undoubtedly wasn’t ready to truly comprehend what all of this was about, and the terrible things that were going to happen to Jake along the way.\n\n“J-Jake? Calm down, please? I won’t..”\n\nAs Jake started struggling against his bindings and yelling a torrent of disturbing questions, the mouse looked back to Samantha to see what he should do, but she was busy with the doctor. He picked the towel back up, and pressed it onto Jake’s face again, but in the process bumped his nose with his paw, the sudden groan of pain making the squirrel jump before he realized why his face was all bloody. Something was injured on the bunny, which explained the need for x-ray.\n\n“Ah! I’m sorry! I didn’t know your nose hurt! Um..! H-Here, one sec, I’ll cover up your privates for now.”\n\nThe mouse quickly moved to the shelves and grabbed another towel, moving back to the table to drape it over Jake’s exposed crotch, then tucked the edges tightly underneath the bunny’s small, soft rump so that it would stay in place when he did the x-ray.\n\n“There. As long as you’re with me, they won’t get to see your privates anymore.”\n\nThe mouse then moved back to Jake’s ears, trying to sooth Jake as best he could so that he could both have an easier time finishing his work, and to bring a bit of peace to the new chaotic minds that were just brought into the lab. Once Jake was calm, the mouse decided to answer some questions as carefully as he could manage them.\n\n“Before I try to answer your questions, there’s one thing you have to know about this terrible place. I know.. I know this is going to be hard to accept, but.. don’t think about the future. Don’t worry about what’s going to happen to you later. Start living for the moments, and focus on what’s happening right now, and right now.. at this moment.. you’re safe.”\n\nThe mouse continued to stroke Jake’s ears to keep him calm, and tried to remember some of the questions he had been asked.\n\n“I can’t.. answer all of your questions, because you won’t know a lot about what I’m saying.. Um… I don’t know why they want your blood, but I know it has something to do with the gene they were talking about. If you have a feature like um.. your long ears, or.. your white fur, or maybe the black tips on the ends of your ears, you get those things from the genes you get from your....”\n\nThe mouse stopped himself there, about to mention the bunny’s parents, but it didn’t take him long to figure out why putting that thought in his frightened mind would be a bad idea. The mouse decided it was better to keep distracting Jake with less frightening knowledge than what other horrible things Jake would be put through.\n\n“They’ll probably want to breed you so they can get more bunnies with white fur or.. black ear tips.. something rare that they don’t see very often. To be honest though, I’m a little jealous. Breeding with female bunnies all day actually sounds kinda fun..”\n\nThe mouse paused for a moment to slowly and carefully move the towel so that it was off of Jake’s snout and just over his eyes, leaning in closer to Jake as he continued.\n\n“Another thing you need to know is.. the other slaves here, you can rely on us to try to help you when you’re scared or sad. Anything at all any of us can do to make you feel better, you only need to ask. We know what you’re going through and we’re here to help you get through it. Any way we can. Live for the moments, and let the other slaves help you, and you’ll be able to make it through the day just fine.”\n\nAs the mouse spoke, he leaned closer and closer to Jake before carefully pressing his lips to Jake for a quick, light kiss, but Jake’s reaction immediately told the mouse what a mistake he made, lifting his head away suddenly with a gasp.\n\n“Ah! J-Jake I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I should have asked first! I shouldn’t have.. it’s just that.. there are a few slaves who always feel better when I kiss them. I shouldn’t have kissed you without asking if that would help. Are you okay? I.. need to do the x-ray soon or I’ll be punished. C-Can I proceed now or do you.. need more time…?”\n\nThe mouse cringed. He knew he’d be punished if he spent too much time trying to keep Jake calm before the x-ray was needed, but he was willing to take it for the cute buck since it was his first time here and he wanted Jake to have some level of peace before things got even more scary than they were right now.\n\nMeanwhile, the doctor, having figured out what likely happened from Samantha’s simple explanation, gave the slightest “hmm..” as she finished, opening a drawer behind him as he spoke.\n\n“So you had your tongue out when a guard tased you, hm? Well, you’re not the first idiot who’s done that after trying what you probably--”\n\n“UM..!” The female fox suddenly spoke up, placing her paw on the doctor’s shoulder, not wanting to give the squirrel a chance to escalate the situation over an insult. “Doctor, why don’t you let me handle the patient for now?”\n\n“Hmm? Oh, right right, new slave and all. Um.. yeah, take over for me.”\n\nAs Doctor Aero left the table, the fox blew a puff of air from below her jowls, expressing her annoyance before turning back to the scared little squirrel.\n\n“Sorry about that, hun. The doctor isn’t very good at interacting with other people, and he can be a bit abrasive at times.”\n\nThe fox was telling a half-truth, as she’d seen how badly the doctor treated some of his patients, seeming to prefer saving money over their comfort. The fox turned around for a moment, shuffling through the drawers for a bottle of disinfectant spray, and reaching up to the cabinets to find a cloth as she spoke.\n\n“I want you to know that if you ever have problems, or if you are ever just sad or scared, you can talk to the other slaves. If there’s anything they can do to make your time here a little easier, most of them will gladly do it for you, because they know you can’t face this place alone very easily. Same goes for your friend. I’d love to try to help him, myself, but I know I’d probably do more harm than good. You can tell him it doesn’t hurt my feelings. Everyone’s afraid of different things. Is there anything you want to know, hun?”\n\n---\n\nThe towel came over Jake’s face so suddenly after his frantic outburst that he didn’t realize he could no longer see until the pain in his snout ebbed away enough for him to open his eyes. The impact to his damaged nose had been unexpected, but the cub couldn’t blame Pete for utilizing the blinding technique to calm his fraying nerves. The darkness was actually a welcome distraction for the moment, allowing the frightened rabbit to relax again. Just like before though, without a visual his imagination kicked in again and he didn’t like the imagery it conjured.\n\nPete had been apologizing after accidentally bumping the buck’s snout and then promised to recover some of that much needed modesty, but his paranoia had him on edge, muscles tensing and trembling until the mouse returned with another towel and followed through. Feeling the soft fabric against his fur was immensely relieving, he even adjusted his hips to make it easier for the slave to tuck it under his backside. Knowing the towel wasn’t going anywhere helped sooth his state of mind, but he was still extremely rattled.\n\n“T… thank-you,” Jake panted softly as the mouse assured him the towel would stay for as long as he was present. He didn’t know how far to trust the boy, but he appreciated the gesture enough for Pete to earn some favor in his eyes. The resumed stroking of his ears aided greatly in the buck’s recovery as well after just those few moments of frightening sight. After realizing how quickly he became upset, Jake decided the towel was better off covering his eyes. The fear of the unknown he could handle better than actually seeing what was happening.\n\nOnce Jake had finally begun to unwind, the mouse spoke up again, but what he had to say was less than pleasing to hear. The bunny was told in no uncertain terms to forget about his future, to instead focus on the present. Although he trusted the boy when he said he was safe right now, he couldn’t help thinking ahead despite what was suggested. Even what he knew was going to be happening had him frightened, and his knowledge only extended as far as what his past experiences in the doctor’s office told him to expect. The needle to draw his blood was the worst part, but from the way the mouse was speaking, there was something even worse in his future  that he wasn’t being told about.\n\nSamantha wasn’t handling herself much better than Jake, even though she’d put up little fuss while being strapped down. She answered the doctor’s question, but the response she got in return made her surprisingly angry. The callous dolphin called her an idiot for getting tased by one of the guards. The outrage made her forget her fear momentarily and open her mouth to retort, but before she could get a word out, the vixen interrupted, offering to take over for the doctor. He reluctantly conceded and left the two girls alone. Once the man was out of earshot though, the woman huffed in exasperation and addressed Samantha, explaining casually why the mammal was so rude.\n\n“He’s a jerk!” the squirrel spat, her face scrunched up in a mix of anger and sadness. She felt safer around the fox, so she opened up a little and hid her fear as best she could. “I was only trying to save Jake. That’s why I was… but he didn’t have to--ugh!” The girl flopped against the table and snorted, her expression set into a pout as the naked lady turned away to collect some items before speaking again.\n\nPete carried on as well, attempting to explain how genes worked, but even his simplistic understanding was lost on the buck. He was talking about traits the rabbit had, which he attributed to his parents, and though the mouse couldn’t bring himself to say the word, Jake unfortunately knew where that sentence had been heading. His breath caught in his throat and he shuddered visibly with a quiet sob. Almost immediately the images of Mary, Lewis and Susie appeared in his head and his thoughts shifted to the future once more. Pete had told him not to think about it. Why? Was he never going to see his family again? Is that why he had to live in the moment? To avoid the emotional trauma he’d suffer from missing those who cared so much for him? Jake’s trembling returned as he whimpered pitifully.\n\nFrom what the mouse had to say next, it was made quite clear that he’d almost undoubtedly be forced to copulate with other rabbits since he indeed had what it was the wolf was after. Though Pete seemed to think a life of forced mating would be a preferable existence, and that it might even be ‘fun’. Of course Jake lacked the context of the boy’s opinion, so all he could do was whine loudly in disagreement. He didn’t want to mate, or breed, or whatever it was called. He didn’t want to make babies, he didn’t even know how to. No one had explained it to him yet. All he knew was that he shied away from most girls, and generally had trouble even talking to them save for the exception of his close friends and Samantha.\n\nThe squirrel however had no such problem as she listened to the fox offering comfort and assistance from herself and fellow slaves, extending their beneficial aid to Jake as well. The mention of her friend made Samantha look over in his direction to see him blinded by a towel once more. She hadn’t heard much commotion aside from the familiar sound of Jake’s ever constant distress, but it must’ve gotten pretty bad to need his face covered again. There was no doubt in her mind that the rabbit would need a lot of comforting, more than even she could provide, since by the sound of things she wouldn’t be exempt from misery herself. The question was why.\n\nSamantha’s ears wilted against her head as she struggled to hold back tears long enough to take the vixen up on her offer to answer some very pressing questions. “It… It’s different with him,” she said initially, responding to the woman’s mention of Jake’s intense fear of her. “He has a condition. And that wolf… I’m so scared for him. I--I don’t know what to do. He’s going to hurt him again, I just know it, and--and I can’t stop it. I can’t--” the squirrel paused to shudder loudly with barely contained anguish. “He’s going to make him mate with other rabbits, but Jake--I know he won’t do it. H-he’s terrified, so terrified, and--but he’s stubborn.”\n\n“I… I don’t want Jake to die,” she whimpered. “W-what are they going to do to him? That awful man on the bus… he made us do terrible things. He touched us all over and… I had to put that… thing in my mouth just to keep Jake safe. But I--I can’t do that, again, I--” Samantha swallowed, remembering the taste of that bitter seed in her mouth. “The man, he… he said it would only get worse. W-what did he mean? What is this place? A-and why don’t we get to have any clothes? I--I don’t like the way they look at me.”\n\nNearby, the boy gently adjusted the towel covering Jake’s face and continued on over a quiet chorus of whimpers and whines from the rabbit as he offered the support of himself and the other slaves to get through this traumatizing experience. This was the first time he’d heard anyone refer to them as ‘slaves’ though. The rabbit knew the basic definition of the word from the dictionary as someone who was forced to work for free under the ownership of someone else. So then… ‘slavers’ must’ve been the people who sold slaves. What did that make the wolf, the buyer? Did he buy everyone on the bus? Jake and Samantha included?\n\nThe rabbit began to hyperventilate again as the revelation began to sink in. The men that had commandeered the bus hadn’t just kidnapped them, they sold them into slavery. No one on board had been more than twelve years old and now they were doomed to a life of servitude for that terrifying lupine? And why did the slavers want them all naked? The businessman didn’t even notice or care about their state of dress. Did it have something to do with those dirty things the cheetah had done to him and Samantha? The cat had been implying from the start that they had much worse to look forward to, that it would be so terrible that they’d beg to go with the perverted feline instead when they found out what he was talking about. Jake’s terror was beginning to escalate again, even with the towel still covering his eyes.\n\nJake was on the verge of cracking under the pressure of his own assumptions when he suddenly felt something graze the lips of his parted jaws. It took him only a second to register the contact as something soft and warm, but it was the gentle breathing of the mouse over his face that instantly told him he was being kissed. Pete was kissing him, he--The rabbit squealed loudly in protest, his entire body convulsing in revulsion even as the mouse retreated in shock and frantically apologized. His sincerity only served to calm the buck’s immediate outburst, but he was on high alert now, ears twitching and vibrating as he panted quickly and breathlessly, his little nose jumping rapidly with every breath.\n\nThe sudden yelp had drawn Samantha’s fevered attention, but she saw nothing particularly distressing as the mouse had already backed away. She watched silently for a moment, jaw quivering with sympathy for her friend before returning her focus to the fox nearby. The squirrel still couldn’t look at the woman’s fully mature and completely bare body without blushing awkwardly. Her gaze dropped to the floor as she continued her line of inquiry.\n\n“W… we don’t get to have clothes… do we?” she asked with a shuddering sob. “That--that’s why everyone’s naked, isn’t it?”\n\nWhile Samantha continued conversing with the vixen, Pete tried to explain that some of the other slaves were comforted by his kisses. He verbally kicked himself for not asking permission first, and Jake didn’t disagree; he was offended and humiliated by the unwanted affection, especially because it reminded him of the cheetah when he’d been forced to swap saliva with that vile predator. Back then the experience had made him retch, and just thinking about it made him recall that awful taste of the cat’s carnivorous diet as if it was still fresh in his mouth. The buck had to swallow the rising bile in his throat before he could even consider addressing the mouse’s concern regarding his readiness to be X-rayed.\n\n“Ah… I’ll be f… fine,” he stammered in-between breaths. “B-but why do I--need to be…” He trailed off as another throb from his aching snout answered the question for him. “N… nevermind. J-just… g-g-get it over with. A-and please, d-don’t--don’t do that again...”\n\n---\n\nThe mouse smiled as Jake still allowed him to proceed. Jake was doing him a bigger favor than the bunny realized with this simple gesture.\n\n“I won’t do it again, and I’ll tell you before doing anything. Thanks, Jake. This really helps me.”\n\nAs the mouse started pushing Jake over to the x-ray machine, the fox was trying to look calm as the squirrel asked her so many tough questions, most of which were hard to answer, not because they were the wrong questions, but because she didn’t quite expect this particular line of questioning from the squirrel, who was surprisingly knowledgeable about her situation given that she had only been in it for a short time.\n\nShe couldn’t bring herself to start answering immediately, and although she tried her best to hide those emotions, they were coming to the surface more and more as Samantha spoke. She gagged a moment before holding her stomach and muzzle, letting out a shaky breath, very glad the squirrel couldn’t see her pained expression as she faced the drawers, but she was certain the squirrel had caught on to the gravity of her questions, or more specifically, it was the hinting at the events of their arrival, which had some very dark implications she knew neither of the cubs were ready for, however knowledgeable they may be.\n\nJake was so young, and so frightened, and the fox had been here long enough to know what that meant, but if this bunny was so easily frightened by predators, particularly if he had already been unfortunate enough to show those fears to Omega, as hinted at strongly by the mention of their first encounter with the wolf, then no doubt Omega would be interested. The fox was deeply disturbed by the thought of the fragile cub being in the company of the wolf, and she’d seen enough that most of what she heard happening to other slaves in this place she could listen to without reacting. This situation was pretty bad though, and she wished someone else had the displeasure of revealing a fraction of what she was about to reveal. Eventually, she decided to start with the least unpleasant news.\n\n“I assume the boy’s been tested for this condition in the overworld? If he has it… then we know he won’t be killed. He’s too valuable to let him die. Omega will want to keep him healthy, and he’ll even get better food, but.. but.. Doctor?!” Once the doctor’s eyes were on her, the vixen made a seemingly urgent request. “Can I have a drink?”\n\nAero’s eyes shifted between the fox and the squirrel before nodding. “Fine, fine, just a shot, no more, and don’t take too long to examine the girl.”\n\n“Thank you, doctor..”\n\nAs the fox moved to another cabinet to pour herself a nice, hard alcoholic beverage, the mouse was just positioning Jake underneath the x-ray machine. There were a few things the mouse needed to do to get started. Though it may take longer, he promised to tell Jake what he was about to do, and allow him to know what was coming despite the towel over his head.\n\n“Okay, so before I do the x-ray I have to put something underneath your head so that the machine can take a better picture of your nose. I can leave it there too, since it’ll probably be more comfortable than the bare table.. but.. I have to remove the towel, too. You can still keep it on while I get the machine ready, but just letting you know. Okay, so can you lift your head for me?”\n\nThe mouse was ready with a lightly cushioned object, working it under Jake’s covered head, careful not to drag the towel off of his face, then started flipping switches on the machine while the fox poured a small shot glass to the brim, and threw it to the back of her throat before letting out a heavy breath. Already she felt slightly better, even though the alcohol would take longer to kick in than the conversation. She replaced the bottle into the cabinet and returned to the girl, taking deep breaths before speaking again.\n\n“You know more than I wish you knew… If Omega.. that is.. the wolf you probably met.. very tall.. business suit, usually..” She let out a slow gulp before continuing. “If he’s interested in the boy… I…”\n\nThe dolphin cleared his throat loudly, causing the vixen to look up briefly before quickly turning around and picking up the disinfectant and cloth.\n\n“L-Let’s take care of your examination before I tell you anymore.. and hun.. for his sake, I have to be honest.. I..” She stopped herself briefly before extending her paw with the cloth. “I.. I need to finish this first. Open your mouth and let me clean up that wound on your tongue, then I have to spray it with something that’s going to sting and taste bad, but we have to keep it from getting worse.”\n\n---\n\nAlthough Jake wasn’t certain why his compliance helped the mouse, there was really little he could do anyway. Clearly these straps wouldn’t be coming off until the doctor, and by extension Pete, had finished with him. What all that entailed the rabbit tried his hardest not to think about, like the boy had suggested. Forcing himself to live in the moment was the only way he could allow the naked rodent to proceed with his work without bursting into tears and crying for his parents again. Instead he shook quietly and sniffled, listening to the sound of bare feet and the squeaking of wheels as Pete moved him somewhere.\n\nNearby, the movement caught Samantha’s attention. She turned to watch briefly as the young mouse wheeled her friend under a device that pointed down at his head. Though the squirrel had never seen it before, she assumed it had something to do with the X-ray the doctor had been talking about, so her gaze quickly shifted back to the fox. The woman was taking a long time to respond to Samantha’s numerous inquiries, and the more time that passed the more worried the squirrel became. She could see a brew of frightening emotions in the vixen’s body language as she kept her back to the table.\n\nWithout turning around, the naked fox finally replied, assuming Jake had been diagnosed already, though she used the term ‘overworld’, which made Samantha’s brows furrow in confusion. “Y--” she started to say but the woman continued. According to her, the supposedly valuable nature of Jake’s condition would keep him alive, and even better he’d be treated well and given nice food, but--The squirrel jumped in surprise when the fox suddenly shouted for the doctor and requested a drink. She sounded almost desperate, and when the dolphin nearby working with other patients gave his consent, there was little hesitation in her footsteps as she thanked him and quickly fished a bottle out of another cupboard to fill a small shot glass.\n\nSamantha watched nervously. Why was the woman so upset after explaining that Jake would be treated well? The girl’s suspicions were rising and so were her fears and concerns. The fox wasn’t telling her something, and whatever it was she wasn’t saying, it was terrible enough to cause the woman intense distress. The squirrel began shivering in silent terror, going over everything she’d experienced so far to piece together this awful puzzle. What was she missing? How could something that kept Jake alive be so terrible that the vixen couldn’t even utter it? Her worry only grew until the rodent turned to face her friend nearby.\n\nStill blinded and positioned under the X-ray machine, Jake listened quietly as Pete explained what had to be done. Though he liked the idea of having a pillow to rest his head on instead of the hard steel table, he whimpered when the mouse told him the towel would have to be removed as well. Given his last reaction, he didn’t want that anymore that his current caretaker probably did. \n\n“C-can I keep my eyes closed, at least?” he asked meekly, lifting his head so the pillow could be placed under it. As it settled into the thin fabric cushion, it was a welcome reprieve from the solid  chrome surface he was laying on. “I just… I don’t w-wanna… f-freak out again.” Jake swallowed a nervous lump in his throat and clenched his paws into fists several times. He was trying to keep his breathing under control, but his nose was still twitching quickly and erratically with every breath, causing sharp pricks of pain to emanate from his damaged snout.\n\nOnce he received confirmation from the mouse, Jake quietly listened to the sound of switches flicking while Samantha’s attention was drawn back to the woman. She’d downed a full glass of whatever that fluid was, replacing the bottle before returning to the table. The vixen took several deep breaths before speaking again, but right off the bat her words struck a terrifying nerve. What did she know that the woman wished she didn’t? The squirrel’s tail suddenly flicked up into the air and trembled. As she continued, Samantha was finally given the name of that awful wolf who’d hurt Jake and thrown her to the ground.\n\nThe fox gave a quick description but then her words caught in her throat as she began to reveal something Samantha instinctively knew was terrible, but a noise from the doctor nearby cut her short. The girl turned her head to face the dolphin, but his back was turned, a clipboard in his weird little hands. He was clearly focused on something else, so why was the lady suddenly eager to change the subject? Samantha frowned as she was denied that vital piece of information not once but twice in just a handful of seconds before the woman instructed her to open her mouth so her tongue could be treated.\n\nAlthough she intended to oblige, before she did, Samantha looked the vixen in the eye, despite her trying to look away in shame. “Please… please, tell me,” she begged quietly, then opened her mouth and lifted her wounded tongue. The bite mark was clear and the whole area was swollen, but the blood had been washed away and the entire surface was coated in saliva. Fortunately, her teeth had only caught the edge of the muscle, pinching it instead of biting straight through.\n\n---\n\n“I’ll tell you, I just.. I’ll be punished if I delay your examination too much. I’ll have time to tell you everything when I’m finished.”\n\nThe vixen carefully gave the area a once-over with the cloth, blotting mostly instead of rubbing the cloth too much onto the shallow wound. What she told Samantha wasn’t the whole truth. It was true she needed to finish up to avoid punishment, but really she wanted more time to think about how to break the news to the scared girl. She finished up on the tongue before spraying the disinfectant onto the damaged area.\n\n“That part’s done. Now for the parts I’m sure you’re familiar with.”\n\nThe vixen checked Samantha’s ears, throat, all the things normal doctors routinely check for, all the while making notes on a form of some kind. Blood pressure, breathing, pulse.. the pulse was quick, but that was to be expected with what this girl and her friend were inevitably going to be put through. Once all of the routine stuff was out of the way, the fox stepped back for a moment.\n\n“Okay that just leaves one more thing I have to check, and then we can talk. I need to look at your privates more closely, and I have to touch them, but it’ll be quick and easy, I promise. I’ll take a look when you’re ready, just..” She shot a glance over to the doctor for a quick second. “..just don’t take too long, okay?”\n\nThe mouse boy had just finished getting the x-ray ready, sliding the mobile unit along its tracks until it was positioned over Jake’s head.\n\n“Close your eyes? I didn’t know if that would help or not, but if it does, yeah you can keep them closed. Anything to try to keep you comfortable. Okay, close your eyes now then. I’m gonna take off the towel. When I do, keep your head forward and take a deep a breath. I know the straps are tight, but just as deep as you can and hold it in.. and now breathe out slowly…”\n\nAs he instructed Jake, the bunny could hear the mouse flipping switches and the clicking of the machine as it took a snapshot of Jake’s face. The rodent left the table for a moment to change to a blank sheet for the next shot before returning.\n\n“Turn your head to the side.. just like that, yes. Now breathe in and hold… and.. breathe out slowly… and that should do.”\n\nWith that, the mouse draped the towel back over Jake’s face and retrieved the second image, moving to the side of the room to place the sheets onto the viewing area. He studied them for a moment before returning to Jake’s side.\n\n“Your nose looks like it’s fractured, but not bad, just a little crack. Try your best not to bump it too much and it should get better by itself. Let’s see, now I just have to do the normal check-up stuff and um… after that I gotta look at your privates and your butt. I have to touch them too.”\n\nEven with the towel over Jake’s face, it wasn’t hard to tell, or at the very least guess how this revelation was affecting Jake, so he quickly tried to ease Jake’s tension before it got out of hand.\n\n“I-I wouldn’t be doing it if I didn’t have to. I’ll be quick and gentle, but I gotta do it. I… I can skip that part if you want me to but.. but if they find out I lied about doing it…”\n\n---\n\nThe disappointment was clear on Samantha’s face as the vixen denied her plea again, promising to talk after she was finished. The squirrel’s gaze lowered and looked away as her tongue was gripped and dried with a few quick dabs of the cloth, but when the spray hit the open wound, the girl’s head jerked away sharply as she yelped. Her attendant wasn’t kidding when she said it would sting, and the taste was awful too, just as predicted . While the woman spoke, Samantha smacked her lips and flexed her jaws, wincing until the pain ebbed away.\n\nOnce she recovered, the fox proceeded with a host of examinations she was familiar with, and although her doctor had never been completely naked before, she made little fuss as her ears, nose, mouth and nostrils were all inspected. It was actually rather relaxing--a drop of normalcy in her bitter tea of terror. Eventually it ended though, and with it, so did that sense of calm. Though the woman promised to talk very soon, but there was one big hurdle that stood in the way. She wanted to touch her privates. The squirrel’s legs attempted to squeeze together automatically as the dreaded fact was presented to her.\n\nSamantha didn’t know why she reacted so negatively to the idea at first. The doctor used to check her down there all the time, albeit with her mother present, but something about this setting told her it wasn’t such an innocent endeavor now. It was bad enough that she was forced to be naked in front of all these strangers, but to have one of them, even as nice as the vixen was, go anywhere near her genitals was terrifying. The girl didn’t even know if this lady was an actual doctor or a nurse. At least the dolphin, as mean as he was, looked like a one. Of course she wouldn’t have wanted that awful man anywhere near her either.\n\nAlthough the woman promised it would be quick and easy, that sense of urgency she instilled in the squirrel was making her even more nervous. She didn’t want to just open her legs and let this strange, naked fox touch her vagina, not without knowing why. Her experience with the cheetah on the bus had her deeply worried; he’d mentioned something about this place when he was forcing her to suck on his penis. She could still remember the cold steel of the gun barrel as he tapped the spot between her legs. The details were a muddled mess in her traumatized brain, but she remembered a few terms he’d used; something about ‘blowing loads’ and using her as a  ‘cock-sock’.\n\nThe only thing she could distinctly recall was the fear of something penetrating her. On the bus it was bullets, but here in this underground lab, she realized just about anything could be used. A gun barrel, a finger, or… Samantha’s jaw clicked shut suddenly and her eyes widened in silent terror. Pieces began to form a horrific picture in her mind as her gaze shifted sharply to the fox. The squirrel had to swallow that ever present and rising lump in her throat before she could speak.\n\n“T… tell me why,” she demanded nervously. “Tell me why a-and I--I promise I won’t fight you. B-but--I want the truth. Don’t--please don’t lie.” Samantha’s sudden shivering and stuttering tone where pretty clear indicators that she’d already figured out a little more of the secret the woman was hiding, but she sought confirmation, as damning as the girl feared it would be.\n\nNearby Jake was still struggling to calm his breathing when the mouse told him to close his eyes and provided further instructions. Although he squeezed them shut firmly before the towel was removed, he was continuing to have trouble with his breathing. It took an extremely concerted effort to take a long, deep breath, filling his lungs until the strap strained painfully against his ribs. After a few more flicked switches and a mechanical clicking, he was given permission to breathe out, which came in a loud huff, followed by frantic breathing again. It was difficult to comply with the mouse’s directions with his heart thumping so quickly that his entire body was trembling.\n\nJake turned his head to the side when told to and took another strained breath while the device took another picture. When he exhaled this time though, he was feeling a little more relaxed, like the worst of it was over. The towel was placed back over his head and the rabbit opened his eyes again. Pete left his side for a few moments and returned from examining the images to confirm that his snout was fractured, but assured it would heal without any intervention required. This was good news to the buck, but it was immediately followed by a significantly troubling requirement.\n\nThe regular check-up procedure didn’t bother him, but when Pete mentioned he had to not only look at his genitals but touch them, the rabbit suddenly tensed sharply, causing the entire table to jostle. His quick breathing caught in his throat and then became louder and more pointed. “Wha… what?!” he squeaked loudly, drawing the attention of several slaves nearby. “W-w-why? Why should y-you care, why s-s-should anyone here care?! I--I--! No!” Jake trembled violently in his restraints, trying desperately to calm himself, which was a lot easier with his vision eliminated from the equation.\n\n“S-skip it, I--I don’t want anyone t-touching me, not there, no-no-no…” Even as he spoke, the bunny was reliving that horrific encounter with the cheetah on the bus when he slipped his slimy mitt into Jake’s shorts and abused his most private of organs without mercy simply to torment him as much as possible. After what he’d been through, he wasn’t sure he could even trust his family pediatrician down there anymore, let alone Pete or anyone else in this awful place. “W-why do you even need to, what--what do the want to know? M-m-maybe I could j-just… tell you, instead.”\n\n---\n\nBoth the mouse and the vixen were noticeably nervous upon both cubs’ demands to know why their genitals had to be examined. They were understandably scared, but the mouse was gesturing with his paws, even though Jake couldn’t see them, wanting him to calm down.\n\n“Jake please! Don’t..!”\n\n“Enough of this!”\n\nThe doctor’s voice immediately silenced the mouse, and the fox was about to speak before she, too, was silenced. Dr. Aero approached Samantha’s table, shooing the vixen out of the way as she stepped back reluctantly, looking at the floor, unable to bring herself to watch what was coming next. However, the doctor had even more unpleasant plans to speed the process along.\n\n“This isn’t a hair salon. We’re already behind schedule and we have an unannounced delivery to take care of today. You two are going to be up for punishment for these unnecessary delays. Guards, we’re moving them to the showers next. I’ll just have to finish up myself and get them cleaned up as fast as possible.”\n\nAs the guards moved to a room at the other end of the lab, Doctor Aero moved to a cabinet to fish out two pair of latex gloves while the fox stared at the floor with wide eyes, holding her chest as she tried to calm herself. After seeing Jake’s reaction to Aero’s announcement, the mouse quickly moved across the room with a whimper, blocking the dolphin’s path temporarily.\n\n“Doctor, wait! Jake’s too scared! I need more t--!”\n\nThe mouse was interrupted by an echoing slap across his muzzle, cowering away from the dolphin as he moved past, his eyes wide with fear both for the bunny, and for himself, but there was nothing more he could do to help the boy. The vixen then softly patted the squirrel on the arm. It was all she could do to communicate the fact that she didn’t blame the girl in the least, neither for her punishment, nor the girl’s fearful questions.\n\n“Well, we might as well get smashed if we’re going to be punished anyway..”\n\nThe vixen then moved back to the cabinet with the alcohol, taking the bottle, removing the lid and putting the bottle to her mouth. The mouse approached her as the doctor was busy washing his hands and slipping the first pair of gloves onto his slender, disfigured fingers.\n\n“W.. will I have to work the lobby, Catherine? I’ve never…”\n\nThe fox knelt onto the floor as she brought the bottle away from her lips, motioning the mouse to come closer, wrapping an arm around him and speaking as she handed him the bottle.\n\n“Well.. as you always say, love.. live in the moment.”\n\nWith that, the 12-year-old mouse smiled warmly and took the bottle, tilting it against his lips and taking a big gulp of the liquid before bringing it away and cringing at the bad taste before handing the bottle back to the vixen. Catherine then slowly set the bottle onto the floor and lightly guided the mouse’s muzzle to face her as she gave him a comforting smile.\n\n“I love you, Feet. We’ll get through this as we always do.”\n\nWith that, the fox and young mouse embraced as their lips met for a soft, passionate and long kiss as the annoyed doctor walked past, shaking his head as he saw the alcohol on the floor next to them, but he had more pressing things to worry about than keeping these two from drinking more than their normally allowed ration.\n\n---\n\nBoth cubs jumped in terror when the doctor loudly announced his impatience. Neither of them had realized just how closely the dolphin had been listening to their individual discussions with the naked slaves assigned to them. And though Jake was fortunate to still be blind with only his imagination to torment him, Samantha had to watch in compounding horror as the disproportionate mammal stormed over to her.\n\nThe vixen had fallen silent, her gaze dropping to the floor as she was shooed out of the way. Trembling in her bondage, the girl winced at every other word the dolphin spat, his annoyance clear in the tone of his voice. She couldn’t really focus on what he was actually saying though because a fresh wave of fright had fallen over her. Her immediate fate was no longer in the woman’s paws now, and worse, it seemed her attempts to bargain for information had only doomed Samantha’s caretaker to punishment.\n\nThe poor mouse tending to Jake was going to suffer the same unfortunate consequences as well, all thanks to the bunny’s stubbornness. He trembled violently in his restraints, whimpering loudly as any chance of avoiding further molestation was disappearing. Though the towel still covered his loins, it felt as flimsy as a leaf now. His panic didn’t go unnoticed, however. As Aero rummaged around nearby, Jake heard the light slapping of bare feet as Pete rushed into the dolphin’s path to plead his patient’s case, but a resounding slap was his reward.\n\nIn response to the assault, Jake’s body convulsed so sharply the table rattled, acting as if that strike had been delivered to him instead. Samantha could only catch glimpses of her friend’s distress as her head whipped left and right, trying to spot the doctor somewhere behind the slightly angled table. She was already anticipating the worst, having realized the error in judgement she’d made. The squirrel was desperate to correct it, even if it was futile.\n\nA pat on her arm drew the girl’s attention but the look in the vixen’s eyes and her damning statement awakened an even deeper terror in her tiny bosom. “N-no, wait! I--I changed my mind! Y-you can look, you can touch, I don’t care, just please! Please, d-don’t--” The woman was already moving away, reaching for the alcohol she’d been permitted only a taste of before and began chugging it back like there was no tomorrow. The mouse came up to her, but Samantha could barely see the two in her peripherals as she craned her neck to see around the edge of the table as much as possible.\n\nThe mouse spoke of working in a lobby, though the way he spoke gave it a dark, ominous tone. Rather than answer one way or the other, the fox handed him the bottle with a warm sentiment. That sight of the young rodent taking a sip of what clearly was a foul-tasting fluid based on his reaction afterwards, was deeply unsettling. There was another piece of the picture missing and it was a big one. Samantha was aware that someone might try to put something inside her, in fact she fully expected the doctor to do so now, but she still didn’t know the depths of that horror.\n\n“Please, I’m sorry!” Samantha cried, shuddering and sobbing as tears welled up in her eyes. “I won’t ask anymore questions, I--I promise, I won’t, just--” Despite her pleading, neither slave paid her any attention. Instead they focused on one another until the squirrel witnessed the two of them pressing their faces together in a deep, loving kiss. That sight ramped up the girl’s panic even more, but it was promptly concealed from her as the dolphin emerged from behind the table, blocking her view.\n\nSamantha’s struggling renewed in earnest as her terror-widened eyes locked onto those creepy hands wrapped in latex gloves. “N-no, no, please. I-I-I want her--C-Catherine? I want Catherine to do it, please!” she squeaked, trying to pinch her legs together unsuccessfully.\n\nThe squirrel’s terror was having a very negative effect on Jake as all he could do was listen and whine loudly with sympathy. He didn’t know what was happening, but his imagination produced a number of vivid assumptions, all of which frightened him immensely. For once he wanted to shirk his own safety to help her, but he couldn’t have even if he tried. The straps held him so tightly that his struggling was beginning to rub his skin raw.\n\n---\n\nIgnoring the girl’s pleas, the doctor produced a fat container of a gel-like substance and coated his gloved finger with it. Samantha’s distress was growing, but Aero had let his slaves try to make them more comfortable for way too long. Quickly and harshly pushing the table back so that Samantha was tilted slightly towards her head, the doctor forced those straining, soft thighs apart, wedging his slender hands in between them, spreading them until he could fit his hands through. He hooked his thumbs against both sides of Samantha’s labia and spread it roughly to take a quick look inside, adjusting an overhead light for a better view.\n\nWith those lips spread, and ignoring the obvious distress, the doctor moved his lubed finger inward, and pressed it very lightly against her cervix. Despite any jerks from the squirrel’s body, the doctor was careful to avoid damaging anything inside as he pushed against both sides of the wall briefly before moving outward, poking the tip of his finger against several points inside her, then roughly pressing down on the girl’s tiny clit for a brief moment before releasing the young orifice to make some notes on the form behind him. Everything from general health, to the girl’s very reaction to his touch was written down on the sheet before the dolphin removed one pair of gloves to replace them with another.\n\nThe doctor wasn’t finished however, retrieving a Q-tip from his coat pocket, dipping it into a different container before forcefully spreading Samantha’s thighs and labia again. The cuetip was pressed against Samantha’s urethra, and pushed inside, the penetration burning deep into that tiny pee-hole before sharply being extracted and deposited in a plastic bag. The dolphin let the squirrel’s thighs jerk together after that, as he was done with her privates.\n\nThe doctor had more equipment with which to make this job easier, requiring less physical exertion to keep the cub’s legs apart for a better look, but he also had to make up for lost time. As Aero made his way to the young buck, the fox suddenly stood, and moved quickly over to Samantha before she was noticed.\n\n“Most of the questions you asked I didn’t want to answer, and was forbidden to anyway, but for his sake, you need to know. You’d seem to know better how to prepare him for it.. His name is Jake, right? If Omega has claimed Jake as I think he has, then.. yes.. he IS going to hurt the boy again.. probably worse than he has already.. Omega is sick and evil, and he even enjoys causing pain and fear. What really scares me is that.. Omega will undoubtedly have.. fun.. with Jake’s condition, and there’s nothing that can…”\n\nThe vixen could take no more. She quickly adjusted the table so that Samantha was upright, as well as unable to see Jake’s distress, but she herself was looking like she was about to vomit before quickly returning to Pete, who offered her the bottle again in sympathy. The fox gladly took the bottle, and nearly turned it upside down to wash away those feelings of helplessness to stop what she knew was going to happen to the innocent, frail bunny.\n\nWhen the doctor made it to Jake, he wasted no time in yanking the towel free of the bunny’s waist and cupping Jake’s tiny sac. His fingers poked and prodded the thrashing buck’s little testicals for a few moments before releasing them. Dabbing a Q-tip in the container again, the dolphin gripped Jake’s fuzzy sheath, pushing the protective layer back until he could grip the organ itself. With the tiny swab poised and ready, the doctor held the organ firmly before pressing the tip into the boy’s urethra and sharply pulling it free, letting Jake flop against the metal table from the disturbing tests while he bagged it and made note of Jake’s health and reactions.\n\nThe doctor then grabbed a rubber strap from a nearby drawer. If either cub ever had their blood drawn before, they might recognize the rubber strap. The doctor placed it on the examination table next to Jake before taking a needle and two long vials from the drawer as well. Aero promptly tied the strap around Jake’s arm, and swabbed the inner-elbow with alcohol, which had the expected effect on Jake. The cub’s thrashing intensified as Aero pinned Jake’s arm against the table, adjusting his grip to provide the least room for the cub to move his arm.\n\nJake’s thrashing also managed to slip the towel off of his eyes, giving him a clear view of the needle as Aero put all his weight on Jake’s arm before carefully but painfully inserting it into the boy’s vein. Aero had to support the syringe in his teeth to keep holding Jake’s arm still as he removed a full vial of blood and inserted another into the slot, the liquid quickly filling the plastic container before the doctor removed it and placed a ball of cotton over the needle and pulled it free as well, bandaging the pierced flesh before finally releasing Jake’s arm. Setting both vials onto the counter, he caught his breath from having to fight with the boy, even as well restrained as he was. He’d focused intently on not letting the boy damage himself during the procedure, but now he could thrash all he wanted with little danger. In fact, the doctor hoped Jake would wear himself out before his form would have to be re-adjusted for the next task.\n\n---\n\nThe doctor didn’t say a single word, and in fact didn’t even seem to acknowledge anything Samantha said as he produced a gel to coat his finger with before the forcing himself upon her. A shrill squeak cut through the air as those slippery, gloved hands pushed their way in-between her thighs and spread them apart against her will. The squirrel’s heart thumped painfully in her chest as she squirmed and cried loudly. She was letting her own terror get out of control, mostly thanks to her own paranoid suspicions and the fact Doctor Aero was very clearly male; even before this horrific experience, Samantha would never open her legs to a doctor unless they were female.\n\nPresently though, she had no choice in the matter. The dolphin, lacking any sort of patience or consideration for the girl, exposed her virgin slit and spread those puffy outer lips until it hurt. Samantha was blushing deeply by now, shivering and whimpering helplessly as all she could do was witness what little there was to see from her perspective. A light was then positioned over the area, making the act even more visible to anyone that might be watching, and further humiliating the cub.\n\nThe only positive aspect of this awful interaction was that not once since first laying eyes on the man had she seen that unsettling look the other men bore on their faces whenever they oogled her naked body. To Aero it was a task to be completed, nothing more. Maybe that was why he was so rough… Although she couldn’t see much, Samantha could feel everything. So when that finger began sliding into her little vagina, she yelped loudly and whined. The sensation was uncomfortable to say the least, but more importantly when her little cervix denied entry, that invasive digit pushed on either side of the hole, trying to feel around.\n\nA chorus of complaintive whimpering was all the girl could muster as words were having no effect on the doctor. They were however causing a severe reaction in Jake nearby who had to listen to every sound Samantha made. He trembled and struggled against his binding, desperate to shout and plead for her, but his throat was clenched tight with the knowledge that he was next. The probing of his friend’s genitals though relatively quickly done, took forever for both cubs. That finger, after playing with the entrance to her birth canal, proceeded to poke all around it, peeling her inner labia aside one after the other before pressing against her clitoral hood.\n\nSamantha gasped sharply at that sudden contact and shivered bodily. Her clitoris was surprisingly sensitive, and the doctor no doubt noted that in the form his attention shifted to once he’d finished molesting her privates. At the very least it seemed he was satisfied and ready to move on, however, just when she felt safe enough to begin relaxing again, the dolphin bore down upon her again with a Q-tip. The girl winced and tried to defend her loins, but the man had her lips spread again and the tip forced painfully into a tiny urethra unprepared to handle such girth before she could react. A sharp yelp signaled the sudden entrance, and a louder, agonized squeal followed its removal.\n\nThe space between her legs was suddenly alight with burning pain as she was left to struggle and try desperately to press her thighs together. The deed was done though and she couldn’t do anything by writhe as Doctor Aero moved on to Jake with his fresh pair of gloves. With the frightening ordeal truly over, Samantha broke down into tears and sobbed quietly as the fox quickly returned to her side. The squirrel had to sniffle loudly and take a breath before she could focus on what the woman had to say. She explained why she was withholding information, but more importantly she revealed some of what the girl had wanted to know about Jake.\n\nNone of it was good news. Samantha’s wide eyes shimmered moistly as Catherine stated in no uncertain terms that not only was Jake going to be hurt again, but even worse than he had been so far. What really churned her insides though, was the knowledge that Omega would enjoy it and actually seek to take full advantage of the rabbit’s crippling disability. And… there was nothing she could do. The vixen didn’t need to finish for her to grasp that awful truth. Once she left Samantha’s side to drink her pain away, the squirrel broke out into chest-shuddering sobs, no longer caring who heard her misery. Not even Jake, as it was him she was crying for.\n\nThose loud, defeated and utterly wretched cries had the rabbit whining in unison before Aero even reached him, but when the towel was suddenly and unceremoniously ripped away like the fragile leaf it had become in his mind, his distress escalated significantly. As much as he struggled though, he was powerless against the cupped hand yanking his little scrotum out from between his legs to abuse them without mercy. He’d previously thought the cheetah had been cruel in his treatment of the little orbs, but the dolphin, with no sense of sympathy for his patient, rubbed and poked at his testes so roughly that Jake was squealing and tensing with every sharp jolt of agonizing pain until they were finally released.\n\nThere was only a moment of relatively quiet sobbing before the man moved on to Jake’s sheath, applying pressure to force his penis to emerge such that the skin could be peeled back painfully to expose the tip of his pink little organ. Doctor Aero didn’t even hesitate in jamming another Q-tip deep into the rabbit’s tiny urethra, eliciting another sharp wail and a violent thrashing as it was in and out in seconds, leaving behind a burning sensation. The little penis quickly retreated again, but the dolphin had gotten what he wanted, marking down the information on his form.\n\nBy now Jake was shaking and trembling as much from exhaustion as from fear. Every muscle in his body ached and his throat was sore from screaming, but he couldn’t stop crying long enough to listen to what the doctor was doing beside him. Although he was assuming the worst, he was still shocked into another fit of convulsions when he felt the rubber band wrapped tightly around his upper arm and the crook of his elbow swabbed.\n\nThere was no doubt in his mind what was coming next and the terror sent him into an instant panic. Every part of Jake’s body that could still move, did. Even his head he banged against the thin pillow over and over, crying out loudly and begging through his blubbering for the man to stop. This action unfortunately caused the towel to uncover his face, allowing him the horror of witnessing exactly what was happening.\n\nThe sight of that needle preparing to go into his arm incited such an uproar that the doctor had to use all of his weight to keep Jake’s arm still long enough to force the needle in. The sharp implement stung painfully, causing the rabbit to let a sustained, shrill shriek through clenched teeth that kept repeating over and over until Doctor Aero had collected the samples he wanted and removed the intrusion. The instant it was extracted and the site bandaged, the terrified rabbit’s body fell limp shaking and shuddering weakly as he continued crying and whimpering loudly and breathlessly. His arm and crotch burned as he watched with wide, wet eyes as the two vials of his own blood were taken away.\n\nAt this point there was nothing he could do now. Jake had completely tuckered himself out. He laid his head back and stared at the ceiling blankly for a moment before closing his eyes tightly while he expressed his deepest lament. That sorrowful sound filled Samantha with such heartache that she wished she could give Jake a hug and hold him tightly for a long as it took to make them both feel better. She hated the fox for turning her away from the bunny and kept squirming in her own state of distress as she tried to peer around the chrome table-top. Though the buck eventually quieted down significantly since the ordeal of having his blood drawn, he wasn’t any less miserable.\n\n---\n\nOnce the doctor had finished scribbling down his notes about Jake’s health, and reactions to his genitals being handled so openly, he was ready to move on to cleaning them. The doctor moved around Jake to the other side of the table, gripping it and pulling it along towards the back of the room.\n\nOpening the door, Jake was pulled through into what appeared to be much like a changing room at a public pool. In the center of the room was a long drain, and simple garden hoses extended from taps in the wall. The two guards stood from a bench on the side as Aero handed the boy off to them and promptly left.\n\nOnce the dolphin left the room, the two guards positioned themselves on both sides of the table. They quickly removed the first two straps on Jake’s torso, just enough to pull his arms free and pin them down near his head. What became of this was much like the struggle from last time as the doctor seemed to forget the small detail of the towel. Jake’s legs were still quite tightly secure, so it wasn’t as difficult for the guards to manipulate his small body, however much adrenaline was coursing through him.\n\nEventually two leather shackles were tightened around Jake’s wrists. This left Jake some room to move his arms now, but the straps attached to the cuffs were just too short for the bunny to reach one or the other with the opposite paw to unstrap them. Getting the bunny’s ankles into two more cuffs was much easier than his arms, as the guards didn’t have to remove the straps restraining them first.\n\nOnce Jake’s wrists and ankles were tightly cuffed to the four straps, the horse gripped Jake’s ankles tightly while the hare began removing the rest of the straps that were previously keeping Jake pinned to the table. Once the last strap was removed, the horse dragged Jake along the surface of the table, leaving his footpaws extended a certain distance beyond the edge of the table, and in this position, the hare then tightened the straps to restrict Jake’s movements even more. The less Jake could thrash, the less likely he would hurt himself. Not that Omega was known for keeping cubs from having to make repeat visits to Aero for one injury or another.\n\nOnce the straps were tight enough, the table was tilted towards Jake’s feet, letting Jake hang by the straps until he could touch the floor. Jake would be able to stand, but he couldn’t plant his feet on the floor much farther from where they were. It wasn’t long before Samantha was also wheeled into the room, and the guards repeated the same steps to get the squirming squirrel ready to be cleaned up.\n\nHowever, just as the horse was reaching for the hose, a familiar voice came from the lab, causing the horse to release the hose and move out of the room with his buddy. Now that both cubs were properly bound, they could afford to step out for a moment, giving the cubs a chance to talk as they emerged to see their completely nude boss, having decided to hand off his shirt to be cleaned of the light blood stains, looking over the charts for the two cubs with Doctor Aero, mostly interested in their reactions to being molested by the doctor, but he had a few more questions as well.\n\nAero had just finished explaining how the two cubs were perfectly healthy apart from Jake’s condition, which was the very reason for Omega’s excitement.\n\n“It seems this boy is going to entertain me for a very long time if he has this gene. So many irrational fears to make.. rational.”\n\n“Yes, well, from everything I’ve seen so far, I personally would be surprised if he doesn’t have it. He seems to become less irrational when his eyes are covered. He was obviously still afraid, but it was a very noticeable difference.”\n\n“How soon will we know for sure?”\n\n“Hour, maybe two.”\n\n“Good, good. So are they ready?”\n\nThe hare answered from the door to the showers, “We were just about to clean them up.”\n\nOmega grinned at this and closed the folder containing the doctor’s findings and results, turning to face the two, way too eager to let this chance to test the cubs out himself.\n\n“You two take a break. I’ll take care of them from here.”\n\nThe hare and the horse had no objections as they nodded to the wolf before stepping out of the lab. Omega was still grinning. There was very little left between him and the gene he wanted from Jake so badly, apart from the results of the blood test, and perhaps a little time to grow into his lapine testicles. Before that, however, he would be quite entertained for the time before Jake was ready to mate.\n\nStepping into the shower room and seeing his two new cubs naked and bound, ready to be prepared for their first terrifying day with the wolf caused his knot to immediately swell in his sheath, and the tip of his ready organ to peek from the top, his grin becoming toothy again without him realizing it.\n\n“There you are, my adorable new toys. Thought I’d join you two for a quick bath.”\n\n---\n\nThe few moments of peace while Doctor Aero filled out the form did little to sooth Jake's nerves before he was suddenly being wheeled across the room. Still laying flat on his back, the most he could do was stare intensely at the ceiling or look to one side. With the doctor on his left as he moved the table, only the right side of the room was visible to him. It was the first time he actually laid eyes on anything beyond his little corner of torment, and what he saw struck a nerve so sharply his muscles seized.\n\nThroughout the immaculate, white tile and chrome steel themed room were creatures either naked like Jake and Pete were or dressed in labcoats like the doctor. The disparity between formal dress and none at all was stark and frightening. Why weren’t any of them given clothes? Were they all slaves? Would he never get to feel the comfort of cloth against his fur again, either? A shuddering sob escaped Jake’s bloody lips as Aero reached the opposite end of the room and lead him through into a new space he’d never seen before. It looks like a bathroom or a public shower.\n\nWithout even a word the dolphin left as the two guards from before rose from a nearby bench and positioned themselves to either side of Jake. Panic began to set in again, so when the straps were loosened enough to free his arms, the rabbit instinctively attempted to fend off the two men. He was much weaker now, though. His body ached so much from all the strain of his terror that even a fresh dose of adrenaline coursing through his veins did little to strengthen him. Instead the buck felt ill as both arms were pinned down above his head to either side and fastened into another pair of restraints at the top of the table.\n\nOnce his arms were released, his struggling resumed in earnest but by now it was futile. Jake’s efforts only served to reopen the wounds he’d incurred on the bus from the handcuffs. His heart was thumping and his breathing had quickened again as he watched the horse and hare bind his ankles as well. Once they had him secured in this latest form of bondage, the lapin guard begun loosening the straps that had been holding him down while the horse kept a firm grip on Jake’s feet. He tried to struggled naturally, but doing so only made his throbbing limbs complain even more.\n\nThe newfound freedom to writhe and twist his body didn’t make him feel any better at all, especially considering that he was immediately yanked down the table until his arms were stretched taut while the remaining straps were properly adjusted. Afterwards the whole surface suddenly began tilting forward, give the terrified bunny a sense of vertigo as he dangled from the wrist-straps until his feet could touch the ground. By then he was standing almost completely vertically and his first response was to use his newly gained leverage to pull away from the table.\n\nNaturally the restraints stopped him. He couldn’t even make a full step forward before he reached the end of the rope he was provided for standing. His feeble attempt did however alert the guards to the table’s mobility as it squeaked forward an inch, but they quickly solved that little issue by locking the wheels. Just as they were finished however, Samantha was being brought in. Jake whined loudly, both terrified and grateful to see her. He was able to pinch his legs together much more effectively now, so he was able to hide some of his shame as she was tended to in the same manner he had been.\n\nHis sheath was still barely visibly as a small lump pressed between his thighs, but the squirrel didn’t seem to notice or care as her bindings were swapped and the table tilted upright for her to stand. She was blushing profusely under her fur nonetheless, as this was the first time she’d had a clear view of both Jake’s naked body and the bloody gore that adorned his face and neck. The girl avoided looking at his privates intentionally, locking onto his eyes instead as she was wheeled into position at a complimentary angle facing both Jake and the entrance to the room and then locked into place.\n\nBoth cubs were mostly silent, breathing heavily and frantically as the horse started to retrieve one of the hoses when a voice beyond the room caught both guards’ attention. The hose was quickly replaced and the men left the room together, leaving Jake and Samantha to themselves for the first time since the slavers commandeered the bus that had been taking them to Summer Camp. Instead, here they were now, both naked in front of each other in a room where the squirrel suspected they’d be hosed down before being dragged off to a doomed life full of misery and pain. It was a struggle to keep herself together, but she tried.\n\n“Pete… that mouse… he said… don’t think about the future,” Jake mumbled sadly, gently prancing from one foot to the other uncomfortably. “He--he said… he was a slave. W-which means… we-we are too, aren’t we?” The rabbit was barely maintaining composure himself as he struggling to speak in-between shuddering breaths. His panic was subsiding momentarily thanks to the peaceful moment they’d been given. “He… He was so nice, and… And now he’s gonna be punished because of me. B-because I wouldn’t let him--” At that moment he cracked and sobbed loudly.\n\n“It…” Samantha started to say after giving the poor buck a few moments to calm himself. “It’s not your fault… And… I didn’t do any better. I kept pushing for answers and… I wish I hadn’t, Jake. I--I’m so sorry. That man… that… that wolf… the lady fox told me his name is Omega… And he… He’s… Gosh, I’m so, so sorry, Jake. I want to help, but--I just don’t know how to--he-he-he’s going to hurt you, and I can’t--” This time it was Samantha’s turn to break down into a fit of tears.\n\nHer frightening words had gotten Jake’s attention as he looked up at her directly for the first time, really taking in her naked form before locking onto her eyes, his own wide with barely contained terror. “W-w-what are you talking about?” he squeaked. “W-why would he--”\n\n“It’s your condition!” she cried. “That ‘gene’ they were talking about. T-the reason he wants you to make babies, he--he won’t kill you but--Jake, I… Please, you have to understand, t-there’s nothing we can do, they’re going to--”\n\nBefore she could finish the door to the room opened suddenly, drawing both cub’s attention. What they saw enter made their blood run cold as ice. Standing before them, just as naked as they were was Omega, that diabolical lupine. What remaining clothes he’d been wearing were shirked at some point and as the door closed behind him, his growing arousal was clear. Jake and Samantha were both equally shocked as the man addressed them, but where the rabbit was about to scream in horror, the girl quickly cut in with a shrill cry of her own.\n\n“Please don’t punish them!” she squealed, tugging at her wrist-straps and she jerked her body forward. “I-it wasn’t there fault! C-Catherine a-a-a-and… Pete! They were only trying to help! Please, w-we’re sorry… O-Omega?” As she said his name, chills ran down her spine. Those bright yellow eyes locked onto hers, causing her to fall silent in terror and shrink backwards into the chrome wall behind her.\n\nJake was equally tight-lipped at the moment, but he was one misstep away from shrieking and potentially fainting. As it was, his breathing and heart rate had both greatly escalated at the sight of the naked predator instead of the two guards he’d become accustomed to. His instincts nipped at the back on his consciousness, sending needles of terror into his brain, until his arms and legs were twitching with that familiar desire to run. This time he couldn’t, though.\n\n---\n\nWhen Omega saw Jake twitching his legs, wanting nothing less than to run again despite the pain and horror it led to last time, the wolf barely contained a shudder of excitement. Omega’s eyes didn’t hide his excitement as he saw this, making him want to just forget the bath, forget the gene, forget keeping Jake longer than the next half hour and rape the boy without mercy right then and there. Instead, he closed his eyes, not speaking for a moment as he internally reminded himself why he didn’t rape Jake in the tunnel, and without the visual stimulation of prey trying to run, he could quickly ensure that Jake would live through this moment.\n\nWhen he opened his eyes again, Jake’s terror was just as enticing as before, but a mental wall within Omega was enough to keep his own instincts at bay. His eyes shifted to Samantha who demanded that the wolf not punish the two slaves that were trying to help them before. Omega tapped his chin for a moment and opened the door to the showers, poking his head out.\n\n“My cubs have requested the presence of Catherine and Pete regarding their punishment.”\n\nOmega stood at the door a moment longer before stepping back to allow the vixen and mouse both to stagger into the showers. The vixen still had the bottle in her paw, nearly half empty, giving Omega a harsh glare the entire time.\n\n“The hell d’you wan’ you fffuckin’ monster?”\n\nOmega brushed off the insult without a reaction before speaking, “I understand you and Pete are to be scheduled for punishment, but my girl here demands I not do that. What do you think I should do?”\n\n“Don’ preten’ you give a fffuck what I want! Do what yer gonna..”\n\nThe vixen was interrupted with a belch before staggering over to the benches to sit down, where the mouse soon joined her. Omega stepped over to Samantha, not stopping until his sheath was inches from Samantha’s nose.\n\n“They don’t seem to care. So I never did get your name, little one. My new suppliers only heard the name ‘Katie’. Oh, and what exactly would you be willing to do for me if I spare these two their punishment?”\n\nTo hint at what he expected from the squirrel, Omega pushed his hips forward once to bump his sheath-covered knot against Samantha’s snout, having heard a little more about her actions on the bus from the girl’s kidnappers. However, before Samantha could make a decision, the vixen spoke up.\n\n“Hun? Hun! Don’ you.. DARE suck that monster’s cock!” She looked towards Pete suddenly before she continued, getting a sense of how far her young lover was willing to go for the two cubs as well. With a quick flash of a smile from the mouse, the vixen continued. “This isn’t the firs’ time Feet and I have been punished an’ it won’ be the last time. We’d rather take whaz coming to us than see you give this ffffucker any saters… satis.. keep yer mouth offa that..”\n\nThe vixen let out another belch as the mouse pressed his body against hers, giving a forced smile towards Samantha, letting her know that they were both willing to take their punishment just for a few moments of comfort for the ill-fated squirrel. Omega then turned his attention back to Samantha.\n\n“Intriguing. Now the question becomes.. Are you willing to sacrifice for them as they’re willing to sacrif--”\n\nThe mouse suddenly interrupted. “Hey! She doesn’t owe us anything! Suck your OWN dick and then go fuck yourself if you want it so bad!”\n\nThe vixen responded to this with a loud cackling that echoed through the room as she offered a high-five to the mouse boy, and neither of them seem to care that both paws missed their target by a fair margin. Omega waited patiently for the vixen’s endless cackling to die down a bit before addressing Samantha again.\n\n“Hmm.. this doesn’t appear to be going in my favor, does it? What do you think?”\n\nOmega bumped his knot against Samantha’s snout once more before waiting to see what her decision would be.\n\n---\n\nThere was a long period of silence as the wolf’s gazed longingly at the terrified buck, and a deeply unsettling, almost feral look in those yellow eyes before he closed them and took slow, deliberate breaths. When next they opened it was if all emotion had left Omega. By the time he moved to the door to call in the two slaves and address Samantha’s concerns, he was every inch the cold, calculating businessman she’d first seen approaching the bus dressed in his expensive suit. Something about that dramatic shift frightened her to the core, though. He hadn’t bothered to hide his emotions when he’d laid eyes on Jake initially, or when he was chasing them down like a wild animal, so why now?\n\nWhatever their lupine tormentor's reasoning, the show of self-control did nothing to calm Jake’s inner terror. One of his trembling feet had already begun slapping the tile floor periodically in warning of a predatory presence. The buck didn’t even seem to be aware of it as he stood stock still save for that one foot, eyes locked onto Omega’s back as he called for and subsequently ushered into the room, the fox and mouse. The sight of another predator immediately made the rabbit’s warning thumps even more urgent but he didn’t make a sound save for his own frantic breathing and the occasional whimper. Mostly he was just too scared to say anything right now.\n\nWith two frightening individuals present, his own instinctual fear extended to Samantha and Pete as well. He was barely aware of the drunken fox’s slurred insults as she showed almost no fear in front of Omega even though he stood a whole head taller than her. The naked wolf attempted to explain the situation, and request the woman’s input, but she spat and cursed at him instead, wobbling over to the bench and plopping down. The mouse joined her quietly while the man approached Samantha and continued, a condescending tone in his voice like this was all just a game to him.\n\nAs that swollen, twitching sheath breached her personal bubble, the squirrel tried to retreat, but the table, now acting as a wall, gave her nowhere to go. She turned her head to the side slightly instead and whined fearfully. This was the second time a man forced his genitals into her face and she hadn’t even gotten over her last experience. Omega continued to stand uncomfortably close as he probed her for her name--which she automatically refused to grace him with--and what she was willing to do to ensure the other two slaves weren’t punished. It was obvious what he wanted though, even before that disgusting pink button peeking through his sheath’s opening nudged her sensitive snout. A strong whiff of the wolf’s musk reached her nostrils and she shuddered loudly, an inkling of her own dormant instincts peeking to the surface to tell her to run.\n\nIt quickly subsided when the fox shouted angrily nearby, drawing Samantha’s startled gaze. Her breath caught in her throat as Catherine ordered her, in no uncertain terms, not to suck the wolf’s penis. She quickly looked to her fellow slave, who seemed to agree with her first statement and the following one, assuring the squirrel that they would rather take their punishment than give Omega what he wanted. Unfortunately the terrified rodent was having trouble sharing the sentiment, as it was her fault the woman had to suffer at all, and although she didn’t know what the nature of the punishment would be in the place, she could only assume the worst, which she’d witnessed on the bus; death.\n\nShe couldn’t let either Catherine or Pete be killed because of their mistakes. And she knew Jake must feel the same, even with his mind clouded by terror as it was right now. Omega proceeded to comment on the two slaves’ decision, but when he started talking about making sacrifices, the mouse spoke up angrily, further muddying the waters in Samantha’s mind. She was just barely willing to oblige the wolf’s awful task, but now she couldn’t decide. The fox and rodent seemed to be very close to each other, like mother and son but something more. They stood up for each other and for Samantha as well, even though they didn’t know her. This must’ve been what the woman had been referring to about the others being supportive.\n\nThe fox had begun cackling after a failed high-five with the mouse, but once her drunken laughter trailed off, Omega addressed the young girl again and bumped that disgusting organ against her snout once more and causing Samantha’s muscles to tense. The squirrel was trembling quite visibly now as her eyes focused on that large, swollen sheath and red throbbing tip just barely peeking out of it. She couldn’t bare the sight any longer and quickly shifted her gaze upwards to meet those eerie yellow eyes.\n\n“W… what is their punishment?” she squeaked, choosing to base her decision on how terrible it was. Though just about anything would’ve been awful enough for her to agree to Omega’s demand, the best indicator would be the reactions of the two slaves.\n\n---\n\nOmega’s eyes quickly shifted to Jake again as that thumping against the cement made the canine’s mouth start to water, though he hid it well, directing his gaze back to Samantha as she posed her question, but the fox interrupted before Omega could speak.\n\n“Nothing we can’t handle, sweetheart. You stop even THINKING of putting yourself through this for our sake. When you get a chance to refuse this fucker, TAKE it. He won’t give you many.”\n\nOmega waited for the fox to finish before turning back to address Samantha again. “She does have a good point. You won’t get many chances to condemn two slaves to punishment for a few minutes of comfort.”\n\n“Fuck you. She’s not the one punishing us.”\n\n“I do believe she wanted to know what’s coming to you if she would refuse me now. For class-1 slaves such as these, the available choice of punishment includes hot spice torture, prolonged suspension, simulated drowning, working the lobby, or my personal favorite, sleep deprivation and exposure to their worst phobias, should we know them. However, since these two are repeat offenders, and these current punishments obviously aren’t having the desired effect, then the only option I’m considering is making just one of them a class-2 slave.”\n\nThe slaves on the bench didn’t react at all as Omega listed off the choices he seemed to be considering as he spoke. They seemed to know them all well enough, but when he mentioned upgrading just one of them to a class-2, the fox suddenly gasped, turning to face the group with wide eyes and her paw over her muzzle, while the mouse, on the other hand, was looking back and forth in confusion, not having been a slave for as long as the vixen.\n\n“But we.. we work in the lab!”\n\n“...and?”\n\nThere was a deafening silence for a moment before the vixen’s face contorted with rage, standing up quickly and smashing the bottle of alcohol on the wall, shards of glass falling to the floor before she started towards Omega who had spun around quickly and was ready for action, but Pete quickly took hold of Catherine’s arm. Causing her to halt immediately.\n\n“CATHERINE NO!! You know what will happen to you if you attack him like this. They’ll take you straight to B-2 and you’ll never come out again! I’ll.. I’ll never..”\n\nThe fox took one look into those teary eyes and threw the remnants of the bottle into a far wall, plopping hard down onto the bench and sobbing loudly before the mouse worked up the nerve to speak again.\n\n“C.. Catherine.. what does.. being a class-2 mean?”\n\nCatherine sucked up some shaky breaths before responding. “It means.. one of us will have worse clients, be open to worse abuse and punishment, half the restrictions on what clients can do to us are removed and.. we’ll be separated anyway.”\n\nWith that, Catherine’s sobbing renewed, and Pete held the adult’s head against his chest, looking absolutely mortified of what he had just heard. He didn’t want to be separated from Catherine whichever one of them were to be punished worse. He looked pleadingly at Samantha, unable to speak, especially to ask for Samantha to oblige the wolf for his sake.\n\nAs Omega saw this, expecting no more interruptions from the two, he turned back to Samantha, slowly pushing back his sheath to reveal his swollen, reddened member, pointing at her snout as the situation required no further explanation.\n\n---\n\nWhen the wolf’s eyes flicked towards Jake, the girl couldn’t help following that gaze. The rabbit was watching with intense, barely contained terror. He’d even begun grinding his incisors after the man cast that glance his way, ensuring his teeth stayed shorter and blunter than normal, unlike Samantha’s. The scraping sound was hard to ignore in the moment of silence leading up to the fox suddenly butting in before Omega could answer her question. The squirrel’s attention was immediately drawn to Catherine who seemed confident she and Pete could handle whatever their punishment would be, even going so far as to shame her for considering the wolf’s order and telling her outright to deny him what he wanted every chance she could.\n\nSamantha still didn’t fully understand what was at stake, but she didn’t have long to contemplate it either way before Omega opened his mouth to twist the fox’s words in such a way that the girl was struck with feelings of guilt. He placed their safety on her shoulders and implied she’d be condemning them to something she could only assume was far worse than what he expected of her right now. In a grander scheme, in wasn’t the worst thing in the world, and maybe it wouldn’t be so bad the second time but… that throbbing, red creature peeking out of the wolf’s sheath looked so intimidating, and if the musky scent it exuded was anything to go by, it probably tasted even more awful than the cat’s spiky organ had. Just thinking about putting it in her mouth made her gag quietly and clench her throat while she listened to the fox utter a retort.\n\nNaturally Omega wasn’t perturbed in the least by Catherine’s lip, but as he explained the nature of the situation and began listing off typical punishments for what he called ‘class-1 slaves’, his words grew a sinister undertone that made Samantha’s skin crawl. Though she didn’t know what half of the cruelties entailed, the way the wolf uttered them made it clear they weren’t pleasant in the least. The two slaves nearby however weren’t even phased. In fact, it wasn’t until he mentioned their repeated offenses and what his only real option would be, that the fox suddenly gasped loudly.\n\nThe squirrel’s terrified gaze bounced between the wolf and the fox, trying to measure their emotions despite her simple understanding of body-language. Omega was completely unreadable, but Catherine was clearly distressed by this sudden revelation as she covered her mouth and looked at everyone in horror. Pete didn’t understand and neither did Samantha or Jake. What was so terrible about being a class-2 slave? Aside from being a slave to begin with. Whatever the frightening answer might’ve been, it was enough for the woman to argue their position, and when that fell flat, to suddenly smash the bottle of alcohol and brandish the lethal open end like a weapon.\n\nShe seemed intent to charge the wolf and assault him, even though he had turned around and was fully capable of subduing her without any effort, but before she even got two feet, the little mouse cried out for her and grabbed her arm, begging her not to attack Omega. He mentioned going to a place called ‘B-2’ which meant little to the two cubs, but his tone suggested it was a very bad thing. His pleading got to her and the fox threw the bottle away and dropped to the bench in defeat, sobbing loudly until her companion worked up the nerve to ask the question Samantha and Jake desperately wanted the answer to.\n\nThough Catherine’s explanation was frustratingly cryptic to two children who’d only just arrived and still had no clue the horrors they were truly in for, it all sounded pretty bad. Aside from the adult’s completely devastated sobbing, what ultimately forced the terrible decision in Samantha’s mind was the look Pete gave her as he tried to comfort the fox. Clearly the pair were very close, and the thought of being separated was almost as heart-breaking as the host of worsened conditions it came with.\n\nA shuddering breath broke the steady din of the woman’s tears. Omega had turned back to Samantha and began to expose more of that blood-red organ, holding it so close to her trembling jaws that every breath she took was thick with the man’s musk and the faint scent of urine. She wasn’t quite ready to commit yet, until she was absolutely certain the wolf would hold up his end of the deal. “I-If I… If I do it, you… you won’t punish them, r-right?” The squirrel looked up into those yellow eyes, her heart fluttering with fearful anticipation. He said nothing, revealed nothing. But what choice did she have? The cheetah had been faithful to his word when she was forced to suck on his penis, though he was nowhere near as frightening as this man in front of her.\n\nShe had to assume Omega would do the same though, for the sake of her own sanity. Her terror was reaching new heights however, standing naked before that scary organ. It was so big that the squirrel had to open her mouth wide enough for her incisors to clear it. Just as she was stretching out her trembling, damaged tongue to touch the hot, throbbing flesh, Jake suddenly cried out loud.\n\n“Sam, no!” the buck wailed, his tapping foot slapping down with such a firm, final thump that the entire length stung where it made contact. Jake’s chest was expanding and contracting with deep, frantic breaths; he was clearly on the verge of mindless panic at the idea of having to witness his friend please another monster in a noble attempt to spare someone else. Granted, so far she’d been doing everything in her power to save him and he hadn’t said a word to stop her then.\n\nHe wasn’t sure he wanted to stop her now, but he certainly didn’t want Samantha to do something so revolting for nothing. Jake may not have been the most knowledgeable or observant, but it was clear to him that the wolf didn’t make any assurances one way or the other yet. “M-make him promise!” he squeaked. “D-d-don’t--H-he has to promise, he has to! Y-y-y-you don’t break promises! You don’t!” The rabbit was trembling bodily now, barely able to stand straight as the eyes of the wolf bore down on him. His instincts were screaming at him and beginning to make him dizzy with terror.\n\n---\n\nOmega was about to answer Samantha when he suddenly thought of something better. It was a good test of the girl’s willingness to cooperate without terms. She had only been in this place for less than an hour, but she was showing signs of complete submissiveness that Omega wasn’t interested in, and when she started to move her jaws over the tip of Omega’s cock before getting confirmation about the deal, that seemed to indicate that this squirrel’s fear would peter off pretty quickly as she took more and more abuse.\n\nOmega groaned out as he felt those young lips sliding over his member, but although Samantha was willing to endure this nightmare without knowing if her deeds would mean anything, Jake was a different story. Omega’s gaze shifted to the boy, just staring him down for a moment after his outburst. The still frightened look in the boy’s eyes told him that Jake’s attitude was still in the right place, as there was a fine line between unwilling, and outright defiant, the latter of which could probably still be dealt with before it became a problem.\n\nOmega pressed lightly on Samantha’s snout to move her away from his crotch as he moved to approach Jake. Catherine looked like she was almost ready to leap off the bench and come to Jake’s aid, but the threat of more severe punishment and her lover’s wet eyes wouldn’t let her do it. The consequences would be too great. She had to watch helplessly as Omega approached the terrified buck, kneeling down and gently cupping the boy’s cheeks, keeping his head forward to look into those eyes, just eating up the reaction that caused before he spoke.\n\n“You know.. you really aren’t in any position to bargain, my boy. Still, I have to admire your business sense not to commit to a deal without knowing the terms. For all anyone here knew I might let her suck me off, only to punish these two anyway, leaving no profit for anyone but myself. Perhaps that would be my best option at this particular moment, but the long term could be a different story.”\n\nWith that, Omega leaned over the boy’s snout and kissed him lightly on the forehead before allowing the bunny’s head to jerk free of his paws, chuckling lightly before standing up again.\n\n“Whatever may come in the future, I find that being less than honest in my dealings ultimately hurts my position, whether I’m dealing with slavers, employees.. or even slaves.”\n\nOmega moved back to Samantha, re-exposing his reddened member along the way before putting it back in front of her muzzle.\n\n“So I’ll make you a counter-offer. First, you give me your name. Second, I give you my word that if you suck on my cock, and swallow my seed just as you did for our mutual psychotic cheetah associate, I will withdraw all impending punishment from these two.”\n\n---\n\nRight then Jake thought for sure he’d just made the biggest mistake in his life. Those intense yellow eyes were so terrifying as they stared hard at his naked, trembling body that if the rabbit had anything left in his bladder, it would’ve been soiling the floor the moment Omega pushed Samantha away from her task and began walking straight towards him. Watching the gap between them close made the bunny’s heart leap into his throat as all eyes suddenly fell on him, all filled with intense fear and helplessness.\n\nAlthough the squirrel tugged at her restraints and whined, she couldn’t utter a word, and the two slaves who could actually move didn’t even stand up. Their expressions said plenty though as Omega stopped in front of Jake, crouching down and cupped one his fluffy, blood-stained cheeks firmly enough that he couldn’t pull or turn his head away. A small squeak made it’s way up his throat as a leg raised slightly to protect his loins. His breathing became even louder and more frantic as he was forced to look into those predatory eyes.\n\nHis terror escalated rapidly until he was hyperventilating. When the wolf finally spoke, Jake’s eyes closed tightly to shut out the awful visage of the man as he stated plainly that he wasn’t in a position to make demands. That revelation made him whimper on the verge of sobbing. Omega continued on to praise him, but it was hollow and derogatory. It did however cause the lupine to reflect on what could’ve transpired if he hadn’t spoken up. The rabbit wanted to feel relief, to believe he’d helped both Samantha and the two slaves, but any satisfaction he might’ve gotten from his action was crushed when he felt those hot lips against his forehead. Jake immediately whined and jerked his head away as soon as he could, shuddering visibly as he writhed in his bondage.\n\nThat predatory scent still lingered in his nostrils even as Omega stood up and gave him his space again. He did eventually impress upon the group that he would keep his word, even if no one could actually trust him, which had to count for something. Samantha was certainly kicking herself mentally for not having been the one to confirm the deal. Just knowing she was prepared to perform such an awful deed that could’ve ultimately been all for nothing, made her feel sick to her stomach.\n\nHer nausea only got worse when the wolf returned to her with his penis planted firmly in front of her face again. That sight wasn’t what really made her want to lose her breakfast though, it was what he said. First he demanded her name, and then he described exactly what she would be forced to do. What made it so terrible was the mention of the cheetah whom she’d serviced before to save Jake. Those dark memories from only earlier today quickly flashed vividly to the front of her mind and there was nothing she could do to hold back.\n\nBefore she went anywhere near the man’s awful organ, Samantha jerked her head to the side and vomited with such intensity that she gagged halfway through and groaned weakly. Very little came up, as her throat muscles were well equipped to keep food down, but what did was watery and it burned the inside of her mouth and esophagus. She coughed a few times before she could bring herself to turn back to the man’s disgusting appendage.\n\nBreathing heavily for a few seconds, the frightened little girl opened her trembling jaw comply with his first demand. “S… Samantha--m-my name’s Sah…Samantha...” She considered making up a name at first, but Jake had already called her Sam. She couldn’t remember if anyone else had ever heard it either, but she feared being caught in a lie, having no idea the limits of this man’s depravity. Besides… it was just a name.\n\nAfter her little episode she was feeling a little less nauseous but her hesitation was still quite clear. The squirrel opened her maw wide again, breathing hot, frantic air over the twitching penis before very slowly letting it into her small muzzle. She couldn’t have taken more than a third of the entire enormous appendage if she’d tried, so instead she gently closed her lips around what he had exposed so far and began the agonizing process of rubbing her medicated tongue across its hot, throbbing surface.\n\nSurprisingly it didn’t taste as terrible as she’d expected, she assumed because Omega was just less of a slob than the cheetah had been, but in reality he’d been pleasured orally earlier in the day, so the worst of what the wolf could offer had been suffered by someone else. If she’d known this thing had been in someone else’s mouth before her she probably would’ve stopped immediately and attempted to throw up again. As it was, she couldn’t distinguish what the other odd taste in her mouth was.\n\nSamantha didn’t even consider moving her head back and forth like she had with the cheetah. Back then the immediate threat of death had loomed over the girl’s head if she hadn’t performed to the cat’s satisfaction, but there was no such sense of impending doom here at the moment. So the squirrel focused on licking the bulbous penis in her mouth, cleaning it of the worst tastes before swallowing and groaning in disgust. Like she had on the bus, her tongue played across the concave tip, flicking over the urethra, but already she was tasting something bitter that made her already bleak expression turn even more sour. The last time that awful flavor plagued her tastebuds it was followed soon after by that repugnant fluid the feline had called ‘semen’.\n\nShe had to choke down her the bile rising from her stomach and soldier on, but when more of that eager erection slipped out of Omega’s sheath, her eyes locked onto the large knot that completed the package. The portion of the organ in Samantha’s mouth paled in comparison the the wolf’s full length, and something about the sight of that engorged beast made her pull free and turn her head away to gag. She needed a moment to compose herself before she could even think of continuing.\n\n---\n\nOmega couldn’t help but smirk as Samantha vomited at the very THOUGHT of putting Omega’s cock in his mouth. Though he found the act itself to be rather unappealing, the idea that she found the act so disgusting gave the wolf one more thing to force upon the girl. He groaned out loud as Samantha lived up to her short reputation, even though she didn’t bob her head up and down to pleasure the length of the wolf’s arousal. He was content for now to let that tongue do its work, letting out low groans of pleasure before pushing his sheath back even more.\n\nUnfortunately for Samantha, this act served to give her an impromptu anatomy lesson that she wasn’t ready for. As the large bulb popped free of the end of the wolf’s sheath, Samantha suddenly jerked her head away with a gag, still willing to keep going, but trying to compose herself first. Omega licked the side of his muzzle as she started to turn her head back into position, but it was met with a sudden tight grip against her lower jaw and neck to keep her head still as Omega knelt to eye level with the girl.\n\n“You’re quite a treat.”\n\nWith that, Omega pressed his lips against the cub’s muzzle, keeping a tight grip on her bottom jaw to keep her head in place. He was confident she wouldn’t bite with the future of the other two captives’ hides on the line, but he didn’t push his luck by putting his tongue between those jaws, he just suckled and softly kissed the lips of the whimpering cub before standing up again, his grip still firmly on the girl’s jaw, pressing her head back against the table behind her. His grin widened greatly before he also grabbed Samantha’s top jaw to pry them both open slowly until the strain started to become painful.\n\n“I have no doubts you would have finished the task I gave you, and would have done a superb job of it, and for that, I now withdraw all impending punishment to these two slaves as I promised. As for you.. you’ll still complete your task, but let’s make it easier for you to go all the way.”\n\nWith that, Omega pressed the back of his palm into Samantha’s mouth, then shoved down violently, suddenly popping Samantha’s bottom jaw free. Much to the horror of everyone in the room, she barely got a chance to scream before Omega gripped the sides of her head and forced her down on his cock, pushing his length all the way to that large bulb Samantha was so shocked to see, stretching her bottom jaw to allow for it to press onto her tongue before the wolf violently started to use Samantha’s gagging throat to pleasure his length with a groan of twisted pleasure as the two cubs were getting their first glimpse of the cruelty of their new master, Samantha more so than anyone else.\n\nThose gleeful yellow eyes showed the depths of his pleasure as the two slaves squealed in horror, begging and then screaming for Omega to stop this cruelty. Neither of them had the courage anymore to physically intervene, even with the large amount of alcohol they had consumed. The fear was thick in the room, and it drove Omega mad with lust, starting to thrust his hips with his unmerciful act of forcing the girl’s throat up and down onto his shaft, groaning louder and louder as he never gave Samantha a chance to breathe, however, he wouldn’t last long enough to suffocate her to death.\n\nOmega fed on the cries for mercy as he violently fucked the girl’s throat until his lust reached its peak. One more look into Samantha’s frightened eyes sent him over the edge, spilling his seed directly into Samantha’s stomach with a gasp, and a loud snarl, teeth bore all the way. He finally stopped thrusting and clenched those teeth as he breathed heavily, his shaft throbbing inside Samantha’s esophagus, spilling the rest of the semen that could be milked from the satisfying orgasm before pulling free with a loud, echoing gag following it closely. Omega huffed and slowly guided his receding knot back into his sheath as he watched Samantha cough and gag from the horrible experience, jaw still hanging free for the moment.\n\n---\n\nIt took Samantha a few seconds to gather the strength to continue, but when she finally turned back to do so, a sharp-clawed paw suddenly grasped her head. She yelped loudly, her body tensing and trembling before looking up in barely contained terror just as the wolf came down to her level. As the girl looked into those yellow eyes, her frantic breathing caught in her throat. He called her sweet... and the next thing she knew his muzzle latched onto hers, muffling the inevitable shriek that ripped its way up her throat.\n\nAlthough she’d been forced to witness this act with Jake, experiencing it first hand made her realize just how horrifying it must’ve been for the rabbit. He didn’t invade her mouth with his tongue, but he molested her face thoroughly enough without having to. Maybe he thought he was being gentle, but Samantha whimpered in his painfully tight grip as he swapped saliva, filling her mouth with that sickening, carnivorous diet that had made her friend vomit. She could hear him whining nearby, struggling against his restraints as he was forced to watch Omega molest the squirrel.\n\nThe kiss didn’t last long, and afterwards she was more than willing to resume with fervor, anything to avoid that awful activity again. When the wolf stood up again though, he didn’t let go of her jaw. Instead, he grabbed her snout as well and spread them apart. To her horror, he didn’t stop, either. When the strain began to make her muscles ache, she started resisting, eyes wide and looking up at Omega in abject terror. She didn’t understand what was happening, even after the man explained that the other slaves would no longer be punished. He mentioned making it easier to finish her task and then--\n\nA sudden cracking sensation radiated through the rodent’s skull, followed immediately by excruciating pain on both sides of the girl’s head as her bottom jaw was suddenly dislocated by a sharp downward thrust of Omega’s palm. A shriek tore out of her unhinged and gaping mouth before it was cut off abruptly by that large, repulsive organ jamming it’s way in with unrestricted access to the back of her throat. Samantha had gone into shock almost instantly, her world transforming into pain so white and blinding she didn’t even realize at first the she was having trouble breathing or that something massive was breaching her esophagus, tearing flesh, grinding bone and ripping muscle.\n\nThough her eyes were open they didn’t register anything for the first several thrusts. There was another shrill cry that followed hers but it took what little scraps of Samantha’s frayed consciousness that still clung together to drag her returning vision away from the abdomen jerking back and forth in front of her to the source of the noise. It kept repeating, over and over again, and when her wide, tear-filled eyes passed onto Jake, her hearing, which had become muted and distant, slowly came back into focus.\n\n“SAM! SAAAAM!!” Jake was screaming at the top of his lungs and had been since that first, agonizing sound of Samantha’s dislocating jaw rang through the room. “STOP! PLEASE STOP!” The rabbit begged and pleaded for Omega to end the madness, almost completely drowning out the two slaves own protests as he pounded his massive organ into the depths of her throat with such viciousness that the squirrel was gasping for breath so desperately she couldn’t even scream. The strength had left her body with that initial assault which caused her legs to give out and left her convulsing as she hung from the up-ended table getting face-fucked without mercy.\n\nJake had never witnessed something so horrifying in his life, and had it been him in her place he would’ve fainted long before that moment when the wolf, gasping and growling in feral pleasure, injected his semen so deep in her throat that she gurgled on the verge of drowning before the offending appendage was finally removed. For a few agonizing seconds the squirrel hung limp, as though she were dead, but a sudden spasm in her throat caused her to draw a ragged gasp for breath before breaking down into an agonizing fit of coughing and gagging that made her unhinged jaw howl with pain. It was so unbelievably painful that even as she struggled to take in air after he near drowning, Samantha was screaming and sobbing endlessly.\n\nEverything had happened so fast and yet, in her pain-induced haze it seemed to last forever. Her muscles throbbed unbearably, she could taste blood and worst of all the girl’s jaw couldn’t close. Every attempt she made pulled on torn ligaments and drove searing needles of pain into her skull. The initial shock had worn off, so every new pain inflicted by Omega was as acute as it was going to get and there was nothing she could do but hang there as blood, saliva and semen poured from her dislocated jaw.\n\nSamantha stared wide-eyed at the floor, her terror on par with her pain as her brain struggled to piece itself back together from the traumatic experience. Meanwhile Jake kept screaming her name over and over. He hadn’t stopped even once. His terror was through the roof, reaching such astonishing heights that he didn’t even care about the damage his violent thrashing was causing to his own body. The wounds on his wrists had reopened and fresh blood was trickling down his forearms while new injuries were being incurred on his ankles as he kicked and jerked at their limited reach.\n\n“SAM! SAM! SAM! Are you okay, Sam?! Talk to me, please! SAAAAM! Saaa-ha-haaam!” Although he started to break down into tears, he still didn’t quit. He was mortified, shocked that someone could do something so unbelievably monstrous. So intense was his sympathy for his friend who’d just been brutally abused that he couldn’t even bear to register Omega’s ever constant presence. His instincts were screaming still, warning him that he might be next, but he was screaming louder.\n\n---\n\nOmega stood over the barely conscious girl hanging by her wrists, losing himself in the high of his destructive afterglow, two horrified slaves on the bench behind him, sobbing along with Jake as he frantically kept calling her name. The wolf was loving it, though his erection had already hid itself away before he knelt to Samantha again. The poor girl might not have passed out, but she came pretty close. He stood and turned his back to Samantha, allowing her time to regain her senses and for Jake to stop screaming her name before addressing the sobbing slaves on the bench.\n\n“You can go now. Go rest, and tell the doctor on your way out to bring me some smelling salts.”\n\nThe slaves stood slowly, holding each other as they slowly left the room, though looking over their shoulders at Samantha, not knowing what more the poor girl had in store for her, or even if Omega wouldn’t have done this to her whether she agreed to help them or not. Once they were out of the room, Omega tapped his chin as he eyed the damage he had just caused. His enthusiasm had been known to get out of hand from time to time, but the girl was expendable. In fact, what better way could there possibly be of making certain the boy would be absolutely terrified when it came to his turn to lose his virginity?\n\nOmega had all but decided before asking for the smelling salts, but as his eyes fell to the concrete floor, and the drain for washing away the large pool of blood that would likely be forming underneath the poor girl by the time he was done with her. Omega chuckled coldly as he moved in, stepping to the side of the table to unlock one side, then the other before rotating the table back, pulling Samantha back onto it as it lay horizontal again, then locking the table in place once again.\n\nAs the wolf moved around her prone body, his eyes fell on that tiny slit, certainly not meant for a species such as a wolf, and it probably would take some effort to prepare that hole for an adult even of her own species. Of course, none of that mattered to Omega, who was so eager to try out at least one of his new toys that his arousal didn’t stay at bay for long. He turned his gaze to the no doubt traumatized bunny, grinning widely and almost giving a psychotic chuckle before speaking.\n\nAs he spoke, he pushed his sheath back again, squeezing and rubbing behind his knot to milk a few squirts of pre into his paw before coating his again fully aroused penis and knot with the natural lubricant.\n\n“Watch closely, Jake. I’m going to show you how you’re going to make babies for me..” Omega’s gaze then returned to Samantha, his barely contained glee showing through those predatory eyes of the sight of a wounded prey about to be devoured. “..only.. with a hell of a lot more pain..”\n\nOmega was already crawling onto the table with Samantha at that point, quickly unstrapping one of her legs, only to push the limb uncomfortably towards the little squirrel’s flat chest to get a better angle to penetrate that awaiting hole. The grinning wolf then purposefully squirted more pre against the crevice of Samantha’s tiny rodent slit. There was no way he was going to be able to get inside that without lubrication, and no chance of this being anything but permanently damaging as the girl had not been prepared for this moment, but the wolf had his prey trapped, and now it was time to feed.\n\nStill holding behind his knot, Omega aimed his tip at the small target between the squirrel’s restricted legs, moving it side to side as it made contact with that barely open entrance, until he found that underdeveloped opening, giving a sharp jab against it, not penetrating, but giving Samantha a vague idea of how badly this was going to hurt. He kept a light pressure on that tiny entrance, enough to prevent his member from slipping free as he leaned down over Samantha, slowly bringing his muzzle to her ear. She was incapable of speaking, so it was safe to tell her a few disturbing secrets, as well as instilling as much terror as possible in the little rodent.\n\n“The boy.. you want to protect him, whatever the cost. On your own you would be a wonderful, obedient slave for someone, or even a frightened little toy for me, but your compassion for the boy and selfless deeds you would do to protect him are going to be an issue in the future. I’m going to rape him. I’m going to hurt him almost as bad as I’m about to hurt you. I’m going to milk his fear, terrify him beyond all reason, and torture him just to hear that cute, wonderful scream. The boy is mine… I’m going to take him from you, and you’re going to die.. right in front of him.”\n\nWith that disturbing revelation, Omega raised his head, pushing himself up to a better angle and began repeatedly jabbing the tip of his cock against that restrictive hymen. He caused a bit of pain to his own member, as it was much too big to penetrate a hole that small naturally. He would have to rip through it, and cause a hideous injury that would have required immediate surgery to correct, if even the wolf had any intention of saving her.\n\nHe could start to feel the flesh tearing in her hymen, allowing for blood to coat the tip of his penis, providing further lubrication as it forced those inner walls to stretch and tear, no doubt causing intense pain for the pre-pubescent rodent. His cock seemed as if it were hitting a wall, but the wall was moving further and further into that tight cervix until Omega could feel the flesh starting to tear around his cock and start to give way for a painfully tight squeeze further in, his strength and the straps on the table containing the girl’s thrashing. With a snarl, he forced his way in, despite the pain, pushing his length all the way in until the tip of his damaging member reached the entrance to the womb. The wolf shuddered, causing the table to rattle in between thrashes. He had to allow the girl’s birth canal to stretch a little more before he could take this horrifying act to the next level.\n\n---\n\nFor several minutes after the brutal assault of his friend, Jake kept screaming for her, begging Samantha to respond, to give some indication she was going to be okay. After what he’d witnessed though, he feared deeply that the squirrel would never be the same again. She hung slack with her mouth gaping, jaw protruding unnaturally after being popped from its sockets. Every time she tried to move it, cries of agonizing pain racked her aching lungs. And with her mind slowly coming together again, new, deeper and more excruciating sensations were aggravating her senses. She could barely believe what had just happened.\n\nOne moment she was willingly letting that awful wolf’s penis into her mouth, the next she was afflicted with such an unbearable agony while it was shoved so deep into her muzzle that she nearly suffocated. Even now blood was running down her raw, throbbing throat into a belly full of Omega’s vile seed. She wanted to vomit, but she couldn’t even bring herself to stand. It hurt just to cry, but it was the only way to express her unbelievable grief. She knew the man was horrible, but she’d had no idea the extent of his savagery until that moment when her jaw broke.\n\nIt seemed to take forever for Samantha to recover enough strength to lift her head and glance weakly in Jake’s direction, her red, irritated and tear-filled eyes locking onto his. Only when she finally acknowledged him did the buck begin to quiet down, but his terror only continued to rise as Omega ordered the other two slaves to leave the room and have smelling salts brought to him. The rabbit could only watch and sob miserably as they left, taking with them the little comfort their presence had given him. Now he and his friend were alone with a monster than had just nearly killed one them.\n\nThis realization made Jake’s squirming resume as the wolf turned around to survey the violence he’d wrought. Omega said nothing of the scene and instead, moved to Samantha’s table and adjusted it until she was prone again. She didn’t respond in the least, hanging from her straps until she was laying flat, at which point the man paced around the table before addressing the terrified buck who could do nothing but watch. The look on Omega’s face as he cackled like a maniac was the most frightening thing Jake had ever seen as he backed up against his own table, his eyes so wide with instinctual panic that if he’d been anymore like his ancestors, he would’ve died of heart failure right then and there.\n\nInstead, he was forced to stare at that naked predator as he stroked his organ and coated it in his own fluids while he spoke. His words were like knives in Jake’s heart as he offered to demonstrate what he was going to make the horrified buck do one day only, as he put it, in a far more painful manner. The bunny didn’t know what this meant at first, but as Omega climbed up onto the table, unbinding one of Samantha’s legs to fold it nearly double across her body, his heart began to thump painfully in his chest. The girl was too weak and in too much pain to do more than groan at the wolf’s rough treatment.\n\nShe couldn’t even do much when she felt something warm against her virgin hole. It was clear how desperate the girl was to speak though, to say something. To apologize, to beg forgiveness, for mercy. Her jaws flexed painfully as her aching throat choked on the blood that was pooling until her head turned to the side to drain it. This drew her attention to Jake as he stood shaking like a leaf and whining loudly. The girl began to become more responsive, writhing weakly at the sight of her friend’s distress as she struggled to move her mouth, to say something comforting. But what could she say that wasn’t a lie? This awful man broke her jaw without even hesitating, molested and nearly killed her, and now… Now she knew what was coming next.\n\nAs Omega started weaseling the tip of his shaft in-between the lips of Samantha’s vagina, Jake spoke up frantically. “No, please! PLEASE!” he screamed. “Please don’t hurt her anymore! J-just stop! You--you got what you wanted, please stop!” He sobbed and pleaded, his body shuddering with misery as a sharp cry from the squirrel signaled the beginning of the end.\n\nShe’d felt her lips part, that hot organ slipping its way inside, but when he jerked against her tiny hymen, she couldn’t contain her distress as the pain shot up her spine like a hot little knife. It was painful, but her terror clouded mind told her it was nothing compared to what was coming next, and as if to confirm her expectations, Omega leaned close to her head and whispered words for only her to hear. What he said made her blood run cold though. Unable to speak, the wolf was confident enough to reveal the worst of his intentions. How he planned to do unspeakable things to Jake, extracting the greatest depths of terror from her fragile friend, but worst of all, the most awful truth she could’ve ever been told, was that because of her compassion Omega was going to kill her, and that Jake would be forced to watch.\n\nAt that moment she realized that this room was the last thing she’d ever see, that the searing pain of her broken jaw and stolen virginity would be her last conscious memories. That horror struck such a cord in her delicate psyche that she broke right then and there. A ragged sob tore up her throat, eyes wide and shedding fresh tears as she stared directly at Jake whom still begged for her to be spared. He didn’t know. Wouldn’t know until it was too late. The girl’s jaw flexed even more, causing agonizing pain to burrow into her skull as she tried to speak with all her might. This would be the last thing Samantha would ever be able to utter if she could even manage to form a coherent word.\n\nEven as she struggled to say something to Jake, who according to Omega was doomed to a life worse than death, the wolf began thrusting painfully into her tight, restrictive hole. Flesh began to tear almost immediately, drawing fresh drops of her life blood as she screamed through her slack jaws and flexed in agony on the table. Her limbs were dead weights, but her body writhed with intense pain as each jerk of that increasingly blood-slick member drove it deeper inside her. The experience even in those first few moments was so excruciating that it was nothing compared to her broken face which began to go numb instead.\n\nShe still tried to speak even through her sobbing cries made anything she could utter completely unintelligible. That invasive organ pushed further and further, tearing her hymen to shreds and creating agonizing fissures in her narrow birth canal as it was stretched beyond capacity in every way until finally a strained shriek indicated that Omega’s penis had gone as deep as possible. At that point he stopped, allowing Samantha’s breathless, wheezing cries to taper off while her vaginal muscles tensed and strained against the intrusion, serving only to widen those tears and fill the packed cavity with gushing blood until it began to pour out around her horribly distended labia, staining her backside and tail as it pooled on the chrome table.\n\nJake hadn’t stop screaming and crying along with his friend as the carnivore brutally raped her in front of him. He could see the blood, hear the wet squishing as that organ ripped its way inside. Samantha was barely clinging to consciousness as she stared with half-dead eyes at the rabbit, jaw flexing silently during that short reprieve while Omega let her insides stretch to accommodate. But Jake couldn’t remain silent, he was fearing no only for her health but for her life now.\n\n“STOP! STOP IT! PLEASE!” he shrieked, thrashing so violently against his restraints that the table, even locked down was jostling with the threat of taking flight. “YOU’RE KILLING HER, STOP! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!” He continued to repeat himself, occasionally breaking down into pitiful sobbing as Samantha just laid there, so weak and in pain that the only thing she could do was flex her spine and groan.\n\n---\n\nOmega’s lust only grew with the shrieking pleas from Jake, but his eyes remained locked onto Samantha. Her screams and wordless pleas giving him a rush of power, his cock twitching needily in those tight confines as the need to ravage her small body had grown out of control, but Omega wasn’t fighting it. He was embracing that desire to take from his prey what she desperately didn’t want to give up, be it Jake, her virginity, or her own life.\n\nSamantha didn’t get very long to rest as Omega started to rock his hips, pushing and pulling at the squirrel’s birth canal as his tip prodded against the entrance to her young womb. Blood was already starting to leak when Omega pulled back for the first time, pulling some of Samantha’s life from her along with it. It didn’t take long for Omega to work that narrow canal open to allow for more violent thrusts.\n\nHis tip slammed against the back of that relatively shallow entrance to Samantha’s body, groaning out in pleasure. Feeling it clench as the pain  became greater for his young prey enticed groans and pants from the brutal slaver. Omega arched his back, pushing his hips forward as he leaned down, opening his jaws to push his tongue through the now defenseless opening in the girl’s previously ravaged throat, feeling it squeeze his tongue with gags just as her young cunt was squeezing down on the other end.\n\nThe fact that Jake suspected the fatal damage that Omega was doing to the poor girl made his terror all the more delicious, even though that terror was only indirectly towards the wolf and more over his friend’s safety. Despite the immense pleasure both cubs were giving him as he inflicted this torment on one of his two personal toys, giving the violent wolf more than enough stimulation for an orgasm, Omega resisted that release for the time being. He grinned wider down at Samantha as the pain was far from over. He wanted to knot the girl.\n\nThe front door to the showers opened suddenly, and doctor Aero entered the room with an odd-looking bottle. Omega looked back over his shoulder with a chuckle, giving Samantha a moment of slight reprieve as the doctor approached.\n\n“Perfect timing, doctor.”\n\nWithout a word, the dolphin handed off the bottle, and promptly left. It wasn’t the scene itself that warranted the quick exit, only the lost time caused by the two slaves who had been pardoned, which was only thanks to the imminent demise of the squirrel helplessly trapped beneath the violent lupine. Omega promptly twisted the cap, releasing the mixture inside to irritate Samantha’s nasal cavity as the bottle was waved under Samantha’s snout to keep her alert before closing the bottle.\n\n“Don’t you pass out, yet. We’re far from done here.”\n\nSetting the closed bottle onto the table above Samantha’s head, Omega gripped the girl’s shoulders, holding her steady and slamming his hips forward in a powerful thrust that shot a new wave of pain through his victim. Omega was shuddering with clenched jaws as he tried to force his way forward. biologically this was as far as Samantha’s body was willing to let Omega inside, but defying biology and any hint of mercy, his sharp jabs and straining pushes eventually started to rip at that final opening and break inside.\n\nOmega let out a relieved and pleasured groan as even more of Omega’s shaft was disappearing into the young squirrel. The back half of Omega’s shaft had become dry by this point, but that ravaged cavity was steadily coating the dried segments with fresh, warm blood, the smell and feel of which caused Omega’s heart to pump faster. Samantha was nothing more than injured prey at this point, which only served to keep Omega’s eyes locked onto her with almost a feral look.\n\nUnfortunately for Samantha, Omega’s true goal wasn’t ripping into her womb, but forcing his knot inside her to pleasure the more sensitive areas of that wolf peen. He continued to strain and buck his hips, slapping his knot against the bloodied entrance until he had splashed enough blood onto it to strain forward again and aim to get inside. At this point, Omega knew he was on borrowed time, so he had to finish quickly before Samantha went out for the last time. He could probably force her awake at least once more before her body gave up the fight, and it was looking like that moment would come very soon once that monstrous bulb popped through, stretching Samantha’s brutalized birth canal beyond what he had done previously, snarling as that entrance popped shut behind his knot, giving the wolf a rush of pleasure he was going to ride into Samantha’s final moments.\n\n---\n\nAfter Omega had successfully forced nearly half of his manhood into Samantha’s body, she had begun to fade. That short reprieve had only given her body time to lose more blood, much of it dumping into the spaces between her organs rather than through the hole which the wolf had so callously shoved his raging erection into. The pain was so intense, but the squirrel could barely utter a sound to express it. Everything hurt, and what didn’t hurt felt like it didn’t exist. Pain was all she could feel. It was her very being now.\n\nYet somehow it managed to achieve even greater heights as that weapon inside her destroyed vagina began rocking back and forth, causing blood to gush in fits whenever it could. All the while she groaned in agony, long, drawn out whines were all she could muster. When his thrusting grew harder and more violent, the intensity of her moans increased. She was already a goner at this point, having lost nearly a third of her blood in just a little over two minutes, and from Jake’s perspective it was a nightmare her couldn’t wake up from.\n\nThe once pristine chrome surface that held Samantha was now a growing pool of blood. It spread around Omega’s knees and toes, spilling onto the floor as the rabbit watched, wide-eyed and nauseous. He eventually couldn’t take it anymore. The growing smell of blood and impending death made his diaphram convulse as he proceed to vomit bile until all the could do was gag dryly. His friend was dying, she was being raped to death and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Omega merely relished in his pleas, and being silent didn’t slow him either.\n\nAs that table jostled with the wolf’s violent humping motions, it took every ounce of Jake’s strength not to faint. He felt weak, ill, like life no longer had meaning. Only earlier today he thought being enslaved was the worst thing that could happen, but as the girl lay on that table only feet from him, presently gagging as Omega felt the need to deep-throat her broken mouth, he realized how horribly mistaken he was. He even began to wonder if that awful cheetah had been right. Would going with him really have been preferable to what was happening now?\n\nSamantha’s fading gaze still watched Jake, even after Omega permitted her to breath again. Her chest was barely moving though. In fact, the only parts of her still moving where the ones affected by that blood-soaked organ as it continued to shred her insides. Her eyes looked so dead now… he thought for sure his friend had died, right before his eyes just then.\n\nSuddenly Doctor Aero came into the room with a small bottle to hand off to Omega, but as he started to leave, Jake shrieked at him. “STOP!! MAKE HIM STOP! HE’S KILLING HER, PLEASE! NO! COME BACK! COME BAAA-ha-haack…” The rabbit slumped miserably, barely strong enough to even hold himself up anymore. The emotional trauma he was witnessing now would never leave him. After today, his life would revolve around that wolf and he would never be able to escape this horror or those yellow eyes, not even in his dreams.\n\nJake sobbed loudly as he tugged weakly on his wrists, feeling a complete sense of loss. He was truly alone now. Samantha was dead and… A sudden gasp and a shriek drew the bunny’s horrified attention as the squirrel sprung back to life. The wolf had wafted the open bottle under her nose, drawing her from whatever intermediary realm between life and death she’d been residing in, and all at once every ounce of pain and agony racked her dying body. She screamed, shrill and sustained, and though Jake didn’t know why exactly, the truth was that at that very moment Omega’s powerful thrusting hips and ripped through her cervix like bloody tissue-paper, filling her uterus completely as unimaginable agony caused her entire body to go into a seizure.\n\nThe man didn’t stop though, he kept thrusting and thrusting until suddenly that blood drenched knot that had steadily been pressing against her vagina more and nire, finally forced its way deep inside. By now there were no muscles left intact to even clamp down around the offending appendage. Samantha’s birth canal was shredded, her cervix completely ruptured and gushing the last of her life blood into her body where deep black bruises had already consumed the lower half of her abdomen, barely visible through her fur. Meanwhile the front end of of Omega’s throbbing penis had stretched and obliterated the young girl’s undeveloped uterus, depositing all manner of bacteria into the once sterile environment.\n\nThat was it. The scream she uttered was the last sound she would ever make. Samantha’s body went limp and unresponsive to the thrusts that proceeded to rip her horribly damaged sexual organs to pieces. When next Omega cared to pull out of his nearly dead victim, half of her innards would follow, but there was already enough gore to put Jake over the edge. The one thing that he couldn’t bare more than anything else though, were those last few moments as the light faded from her eyes.\n\nIt must’ve taken every bit of strength she had left to move that broken jaw to form those silent words, but as Jake watched in complete mortification, she mouthed, “I’m sorry.” And then she was gone. The rabbit knew it for sure this time. The blood ceased to flow, she wasn’t moving and most damning of all, she stopped breathing. The shriek that tore out of Jake’s aching throat was so shrill it made his own ears ring and extended so far beyond the closed doors that everyone in the lab heard it.\n\n“YOU KILLED HER!” he howled, “YOU MONSTER, WHY DID YOU KILL HER?!” He would’ve continued but his body chose at that moment to completely shut down. Jake’s eyes promptly rolled up into his head as he collapsed, dangling from his restraints like a piece of meat.\n\n---\n\nOmega wasn’t even paying attention to Jake’s frantic pleas once Samantha started shrieking from renewed pain, forced to be conscious when her body wanted to shut down. This deep level of physical torment was the height of Omega’s twisted pleasure, causing him to groan almost as loud as Samantha was screaming, giving Jake that horrid contrast between intense pleasure and intense agony as the squirrel shrieked through her unhinged jaws.\n\nThe wolf didn’t have much time to work with, so he began slamming his hips forward, slapping them against Samantha’s pelvis, repositioning her one free leg against his waist as he lowered his body. The wolf’s chest pressed against Samantha’s screaming face, putting pressure on her broken jaw as he rocked his body back and forth, the table rattling with his deadly thrusts into that slowly failing body. When it was silent enough, the sound of those clacking jaws could be heard as the wolf’s chest grinded back and forth on top of them. Pressed between the wolf’s chest and the table, Samantha’s head was trapped in a position where she and Jake couldn’t help but meet each other's’ gaze as Omega’s groans grew ever louder.\n\nEventually her screams stopped, and her struggles grew weaker. One more pass of the smelling salts under her nose only triggered a single jerk as she was quickly starting to lose consciousness for the last time. Although disappointed her body couldn’t have lasted just a little longer, he still continued thrusting into her unresponsive body until that shredded orifice gave the wolf the release he needed. With the girl on the way out, Omega instead focused on Jake’s pitiful sobs as he panted with his fatal climax, his member throbbing within those destroyed innards, spilling seed wherever it could seep into.\n\nOmega rose from the girl’s limp body, knot still buried within her, and when he yanked the bulb free, some of the shredded flesh from inside Samantha’s obliterated orifice came out with it. Omega’s shaft, dark red from the girl’s bleeding, slowly started to recede, the wolf carefully guiding it back into his sheath with a light gasp, bathing in the afteglow as he watched his recently purchased toy’s eyes lock onto Jake for a short moment before her chest stopped rising and falling with her slowed breaths.\n\nIf Omega hadn’t just spilled his seed twice into the now deceased rodent, Jake’s piercing shrieks, although slightly painful to Omega’s own ears, would have brought his arousal back from his soaked crotch. No sooner did Jake make his pain known with his shrieking protests over what had just transpired did the boy fall unconscious, held up by the restraints on his wrists. Omega shuddered as this sight pleased him greatly. After this display, the terror within Jake the first time he would be forced to take Omega’s cock would be absolutely incredible.\n\nThis was the perfect chance to start stretching Jake out for later. The wolf moved off of the exam table to unlock it and bring Samantha back to an upright position. The dead cub slid from the table as it tilted forward, hanging limp from her restraints while blood dripped steadily from her brutalized vagina, into the drain below the table. \n\nSmelling salts in his paw, he moved over to Jake, setting the bottle onto the floor. He wasn’t going to wake the boy just yet. In his unconscious state, he would be as relaxed as he would ever get. It took some working behind his now sheathed and slightly sore knot to extract some more pre, but he still managed a few squirts. Omega slipped a finger into Jake’s rear, taking advantage of that relaxed sphincter to begin stretching the boy’s tight entrance. It was a long and tedious process that he usually left up to the doctor, if ever he felt inclined to take on a personal toy for more than one use.\n\nOmega’s knot remained inflated as he felt the relaxed sphincter was still tight around his finger. The only thing Omega regretted about not raping Jake in the tunnel was denying himself the pleasure of ripping into that tight hole, and getting the same satisfaction he just got from Samantha. The wolf began to think as he attempted to force a second finger into Jake’s anus. The boy’s fear would be easy enough to maintain, but he had to pace this carefully or his little captive might become so accustomed to fear and abuse that he would stop resisting. It would help if Jake was made to believe he could still get away somehow. Having no consequences for running was a good start.\n\nStill, there was no reason to plan it all out now. It would still be two or three more days before he could be sure of the boy’s survival when the wolf decided to mount him. Omega began fingering Jake with two fingers once he forced the other one inside. His finger bones were practically grinding together inside the tight orifice. Once Omega was satisfied that the boy would be a little more loose, he opened the smelling salts, and waved the bottle under Jake’s nose until he snapped awake, his sphincter clenching down around those two digits still inside.\n\nWhen Jake’s eyes opened, Omega grinned widely before swiftly yanking his fingers free of the boy’s stretched hole, staring into those terrified eyes as he let Jake know what had happened while he was unconscious. Omega wanted Jake to know that it was just his fingers, not the same organ that killed Samantha, that were the reason for his sudden soreness.\n\n“Your hole is even tighter than hers was. If I were to fuck you right now, the damage would be far worse.”\n\n---\n\nScreams echoed throughout the room as Jake watched, helpless as Omega ravaged his dying friend with that monstrous creature between his legs. Her life was draining away, spreading across the shiny metal table like a crimson sheet. It poured to the floor in great quantities right before his eyes. She was in such pain. He could hear it in her voice. And somewhere deep down he knew she wouldn't survive \n\nAs those fading eyes locked onto his in those last minutes he knew she did too. His friend, the one who did everything in her limited power to protect him, to spare him the worst of this frightening ordeal, was going to die. Right here, right now. And what made him feel so terrible was the fact that had he not been restrained he still couldn't have saved her. He was a coward.\n\nEvery time a chance arose where he could be brave and show how much he appreciated everything she'd done for him, he instead had been selfish. Maybe if he had been more compassionate, more willing to make sacrifices then maybe... maybe she wouldn't be here now, speared by a raging erection too big for her, utilized with such reckless feral abandon that her survival had clearly not been on her rapist’s mind. He just kept going, pounding and pounding, extracting every agonized sound from her broken body until there was nothing left.\n\nAnd then, in those final moments as that last, tiny inkling of conscious life stared into Jake's soul as hers moved on, she uttered those words. And he heard them. \"I'm sorry\". Even after everything she'd done for him and everything he didn't do for her she was sorry. Sorry for what happened or sorry for what she knew and he didn't? No. She didn't have to be sorry. He did, and for once he wanted to own up to it.\n\n\"I'm sorry!\" he cried, his voice echoing in his ears. \"I'm so sorry, Sam! I'm sorry for everything, I'm--\"\n\nThe image of Samantha’s dead, empty stare distorted then suddenly evaporated. His nostrils were burning and it quickly extended to his lungs. Though he had thought his eyes were open already they opened again. Only then did he realize he'd been in darkness the entire time.\n\nWhen he finally awoke from his fear-induced nightmare it was with a sharp gasp that filled his lungs with not just the smelling salts but the distinct scent of a predator. His instincts kicked in immediately and his terror reawakened, causing every muscle in his body to tense, including those around the fingers jammed inside his backside.\n\nOmega waited for Jake's terror-filled eyes to lock onto him grinning menacingly before those fingers were yanked out of his anus. The buck squealed sharply, his sphincter clamping shut with discomfort. Then he began to sob loudly, his breaths shuddering with his grief. In those moments before waking he'd hoped what Omega forced him to witness was just a bad dream, but a darting gaze back to the table Samantha’s corpse hung from told him otherwise.\n\nThe squirrel dangled from the now upright table, still strapped to the surface everywhere but where her one leg had been freed, but it didn't matter anymore. She was dead, eyes still open, jaw sagging and unmoving as blood, semen and entrails still dribbled from her ruined hole. The chrome surface below her was a canvas of gore that extended to the floor where it gurgled around the room’s central drain. He'd never seen a sight so nauseating. It put the horrors on the bus to shame. At least they had been killed quickly but Sam... she experienced the worst the wolf had to offer before he let her die.\n\nAnd it seemed he would be next. Though Omega made clear he had only forced two fingers into his hole, his statement about how much worse the damage would be if he did the same thing to him that had happened to Samantha incited a panic in the mournful buck.\n\n\"N-n-no, please, please!\" he cried pitifully, feeling for certain he too was not long for the world now. The idea of going through the horror that ended the squirrel’s life filled him with such terror though that he had to try and beg for his life. \"Ple-he-hease don't kill me, please! Ah-I don't wanna die, I don't, not like that! Not like that!\" Completely overtaken with grief for the loss of his friend and what he felt was his own impending death, the rabbit broke down into the most anguished fit of sobbing he could been able to manage so far.\n\n---\n\nOmega stood and took a few steps back as Jake uttered the very words the wolf was eager to hear. Jake was begging not to be next. He was begging not to be fucked. This left no more doubts in Omega’s mind that when he took this boy’s virginity, that unfiltered terror from the boy’s enhanced instincts would be intoxicating and addictive. It was the closest Omega would get to taking on a mate.\n\n“To be honest, Jake, I would love nothing more than to rape you as well, and tear open your insides and let them spill onto the floor...  but at the moment, I’m feeling a little worn out, and besides, if you have the gene I’m looking for, you’re much more valuable to me alive.”\n\nOmega leaned down slowly and deliberately, only to pat Jake on the side of the cheek before walking to the side wall, leaving bloody footprints along the cement as he retrieved the nozzle on one of the water hoses, and opened the valve. Omega squirted the nozzle against the floor to make sure there were no kinks in the line before walking past Jake, approaching the dead squirrel.\n\nHe placed the nozzle on the floor, and unstrapped Samantha’s ankle, then stood to unstrap the restraints on her wrists, one by one. Her body was still limp, swinging freely by one arm before the wolf freed it, sending her lifeless form flopping like a ragdoll onto the concrete below. Omega then picked up the nozzle, and began rinsing the collected blood from the surface of the table. He had to unlock the wheels and move the table away from the puddle of blood underneath, leaving some bloody tracks from the wheels before they could be hosed off as well, then deposited the table against the front wall to dry.\n\nOmega then disappeared behind Jake’s table, returning with a bottle of shampoo as he took the nozzle in his free paw.\n\n“I’ll go ahead and get you cleaned up myself, since I’m in need of a bath as well.”\n\nOmega’s crotch was stained with blood, particularly around his sheath and running down his testicals. He started to spray cold water against Jake’s bound body, down his legs and up his arms, his chest, and kept a steady stream onto Jake’s face for a moment before lightly swishing his wrist to let the water spread over his ears, and his tiny genitals. He then approached Jake to make sure he got the boy’s back side wet as well, purposefully shooting a quick jet against Jake’s no doubt sore ring under his tail.\n\nOmega set the nozzle aside, and opened the bottle of shampoo, squirting into his paws and wasting no time lathering up Jake’s tummy and chest, groaning softly as his paws groped freely on Jake’s chest, rubbing his thumbs a few times against the tips of Jake’s hidden nipples before taking Jake’s bottom jaw in his grip. He grinned again as he suspected the boy’s assumptions on what he was about to do with that lower jaw as he forced Jake’s muzzle open, but instead of forcing it down, he instead pressed his thumb against Jake’s cheek. With this, he would keep Jake’s muzzle open, unless the bunny was willing to bite through his own cheek and Omega’s thumb in order to stop what was coming.\n\nOmega leaned in and pressed his tongue into Jake’s muzzle, groaning against the boy’s lips as his tongue gagged the cub from its deep invasions. Throughout the passionate, lustful kiss, Omega’s lathered paw continued to work the soap into Jake’s white fur, paying special attention to that tense, but soft rump, and around the abused anal ring. Jake’s squeals went without response, but not without attention. Omega just couldn’t resist squeezing more discomfort and fear out of his captive before taking him from the lab.\n\nOmega’s free paw scooped underneath Jake’s scrotum after soaping up his inner thighs, rubbing the soap into Jake’s genitals quite thoroughly as he assaulted the boy’s muzzle with his growing lust for the child. Once Omega was satisfied with his blatant groping, he broke the kiss with a contented sigh before standing, mashing the soap into Jake’s neck, then his cheeks as he worked his way towards the ears, watching very closely for any signs that Jake intended to bite his fingers, a slap awaiting him if he should try it.\n\n---\n\nThough Omega took a few steps back before speaking Jake didn’t feel any safer, and what he had to say only made him feel worse. Just listening to the wolf describe what he would like to do caused his throat to tighten and cut off his relentless sobbing for a few moments so he could gag and shudder with horror. Those quick and dirty details mirrored what he’d done to Samantha, and having them uttered made his gaze shift to the deceased squirrel. He whined sadly and looked away to stare at the floor where he could see his legs still trying to hide his loins.\n\nHis tormentor explained that he would be spared, partially because he’d tired himself out from killing his friend, but mostly because Jake undoubtedly had this gene he was seeking. The one he wanted to replicate. The young bunny still didn’t know if he could believe that line about him being important or if he was just leading him like he had with the squirrel. She’d thought a little blow-job would save the two slaves whose already miserable lives he and her had disrupted, and it did, but at a much graver cost that anyone expected. It made Jake worry what he might lose in Omega’s quest to get what he wanted.\n\nDespite focusing his gaze on the floor, the buck sensed the wolf leaning forward and inhaled sharply, tensing his muscles in fearful anticipation of something new and awful coming his way. Instead, he got a pat on the cheek. Then Omega left him to acquire a hose from the far wall. Jake watched with one blue eye, still shedding the occasional tear. The wolf turned a valve and tested the line before passing in front of the shivering buck to focus on Samantha.\n\nWhen he set the hose down to begin unfastening the dead squirrel, Jake spoke up with frightened indignation. “L-leave her alone! Don’t t-t-touch her! St--haaah…” Omega ignored him completely, loosing all of Samantha’s shackles until her body slumped to the floor. She dropped to her knees and folded over her own body, face still turned to one side and looking in Jake’s direction while her long, lifeless tail snaked through her own blood. With her arms splayed in a mockery of her bravery in life, there was no longer any doubt in the boy’s mind that she was gone. She was just a piece of meat now.\n\nHe’d never see her again, he knew it. Would never get to hear her laugh again, or see her smile… Another wave of pitiful sobbing took hold of the young rabbit as he sagged in his own bondage, eyes closed as tears dropped to the floor. He felt so alone now, alone in this nightmare and trapped with this horrible wolf, a man who enjoyed extracting every ounce of misery and fear out of him, who’d killed the only person he could’ve relied on like she was nothing. Maybe he was nothing, too. Omega was probably lying, just biding his time until he got tired of Jake and decided to end him too.\n\nParanoia ran rampant in the little eight-year-old’s mind as the wolf hosed down the scene of his violent murder, cleaning it all up like nothing had ever happened before moving it away to be collected later. Samantha’s body remained though, crumpled, defeated and beginning to cool and stiffen with rigor mortis. Jake couldn’t bear to look at her anymore, though. Whenever he opened his eyes it was to stare at the floor, watching his own tears as they struck the concrete in front of his feet.\n\nHe remained this way until Omega started to approach, only to slip out of sight. Terror swelled in his bosom as Jake’s head jerked up and looked around for the man he expected to kill him. At this point he couldn’t imagine anything else happening. But when he reappeared with a bottle of soap and the hose, the buck’s eyes widened and his legs pressed together even further. The wolf planned to bathe him. For what purpose he didn’t know, and even though a nice warm bath would’ve been just what he needed after so much psychological trauma, what he got instead was a cold shower.\n\nJake gasped loudly in shock as the ice cold water struck his body. He reacted so strongly that his entire body was thrown against the steel table behind him. He was powerless to defend himself though. All he could do was express his immense discomfort in the form of shrill, gasping whines and teeth-chattering whimpers. The freezing buck couldn’t even form words to beg for Omega to stop as every inch of his body was drenched. Every limb that was assaulted convulsed in turn, his temperature-regulating ears especially. When the water passed over them they immediately ducked behind his head.\n\nHis already small genitals shrank even more under the bombardment of icy liquid despite his pinched legs attempting to defend them, and Omega was more thorough that Jake would’ve liked. Chills ran up and down his exposed back when the wolf came in close to cover all his bases. The perverted lupine didn’t even leave his sore little anus unaccounted for. When that spray struck his sensitive backside, the rabbit yelped loudly and arched his spine, trying to cover the area with his cheeks and tail.\n\nAfter the extremely unpleasant start to his ‘bath’, the real terror and humiliation began. Jake watched as Omega soaped up his paws, intent on running them over his entire body. The very idea made the boy shudder with disgust. “N-no, please, please d-don’t,” he whimpered, though why he even hoped the wolf would listen he didn’t know. Before he could say another word Omega’s grubby mitts, the same ones that held Samantha as he murdered her, callously rubbed the soap into Jake’s naked fur, exploring his exposed body without abandon.\n\nThis act alone was almost as traumatizing as watching his friend die. The way the lupine groped his body with unrestricted access, it was like Jake’s body was no longer his own. Omega was privvy to every nook and cranny. And when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, one of those paws grabbed his jaw and forced it open. That gesture alone filled the rabbit with such intense horror. This was exactly what happened to Samantha before her jaw was broken and her mouth and throat brutally violated.\n\nStarting to freak out, the buck squirmed in his binding, breathing rapidly even as a clawed thumb pressed painfully into his cheek to keep his mouth open. He thought for sure he’d be hearing that sickening crack of his own jaw dislocating at any moment, but instead as he stared with wide-eyed terror into the yellow eyes of the wolf, he felt a tongue against his lips. And suddenly it slipped between his spread teeth and invaded his muzzle even as Jake tried to scream in protest.\n\nAs the revolting kiss continued, that massive slimy tongue filling his mouth completely and causing him to gag as it tried to go down his throat, Jake couldn’t bear to look into those demonic eyes. Face scrunching as he whined shrilly into Omega’s mouth, his gaze jerked away, but what they found wasn’t any better. Nearby on the floor, those dead eyes continued to stare emptily at Jake. Samantha was dead, but even in death, with those pupils already clouding over, she wasn’t able to look away. That single sight made his entire body tremble with despair. He closed his eyes and struggled helplessly as his torment continued, unable to bring himself to open them again.\n\nUnfortunately, with his eyes closed, all of Jake’s other senses became heightened. He could feel every tingle of his sensitive nerves as that free paw groped his chest, grazed his sensitive nipples, and continued on to molest his backside. Omega spent a lot of time there, tracing rings around his little anus, still sore after his two fingers had done little to loosen it. He teased and tormented him with it, poking his hole and grasping at his fuzzy cheeks to elicit squeals and whines from his prey, which Jake gave him plenty of.\n\nAs terrified, mortified and ashamed as Jake was because of this humiliating abuse, he was also growing angry. He rarely expressed rage, but ever since those slavers hijacked the bus and tormented him the entire way here, only to be further tormented by those he was handed off too, he’d begun to get sick of it. Everyone took advantage of him because of his meek stature and his unfortunate condition around predators, making fun of him. And now he was being outright molested, even raped but these awful men, of which Omega was the worst perpetrator by far.\n\nHis increasing displeasure became evident as he started thrashing more violently and grunting instead of screaming. The last straw was when the wolf assaulted his most private region, slipping in-between his thighs and groping his sac and sheath under the guise of washing them. Jake actually started screaming again at that point, but it was filled with more anger than fear. He was building up to lash out and Omega gave him plenty of time to summon the courage to do it. So when he finally broke that kiss to begin washing the rabbit’s blood-stained face, he was breathing heavy and huffing until one of the wolf’s fingers got too close to his mouth.\n\nNot caring whether Omega expected it or not, the anger fueled a momentary burst of bravery as Jake targeted one of the wolf’s perverted paws. He was quickly enough to snag one of them just behind the knuckle of his index further, pinching the flesh between his blunted incisors enough to elicit a sharp, pained grunt from his assailant, but the retaliation came swiftly. Immediately after he bit the man, the other paw back-handed Jake across the face so hard his ears rung, his cracked snout stung with renewed pain and suds flew through the air.\n\nWith that single strike, Jake was stunned, staring wide-eyed at the wall he was now facing, cheek burning and muzzle throbbing. Every ounce of his anger had evaporated in an instant and his meekness returned. Trembling legs buckled beneath him and the rabbit dangled, sobbing softly.\n\n---\n\nOmega watched Jake’s muzzle carefully, but even as he was prepared for the attempt to bite him, the little bunny was more swift with his attack than Omega had expected. He only managed to pull most of his finger out of Jake’s mouth before those jaws closed. Omega had expected a hesitant bite with plenty of warning from the boy’s eyes and body language, but instead, Jake reacted from anger.\n\nOmega snarled in pain as those teeth caught the tip of his thumb, though he was more concerned with Jake’s anger than the actual bite. This would have to be corrected. Omega yanked his thumb away, causing those teeth to catch and break the skin. With no hesitation, Omega slapped the back of his other paw against Jake’s muzzle, careful not to cause any more damage to the boy’s fractured snout, but enough to send a jolt of pain the boy probably wasn’t prepared for.\n\nIt seemed to have done the trick, as Jake returned to his pitiful sobbing once the initial pain wore off, but the wolf wasn’t finished. Suddenly, both paws clasped against Jake’s neck, squeezing down on the boy’s throat until it became difficult to breathe. The wolf’s expression showed that he was not amused. He silently leaned in closer to Jake, letting the fear take hold as Jake’s body started to demand the air that the boy was barely able to pull into his lungs.\n\n“I tend to allow my slaves one free bite, and this was yours. You should have picked a better target, boy, because if you EVER--” Omega put emphasis on this word by shoving Jake’s head roughly, but not too violently against the table. “--bite me again, Doctor Aero will make damn sure it’ll be the last time you use those teeth. Your body belongs to me now, and every piece of it I allow you to keep is a privilege. Any part of your body gets misused, and you’ll lose that privilege, got it? ..GOT IT?!”\n\nOmega couldn’t tell if Jake had nodded his head, or if he was on the verge of passing out, but either way, he was satisfied, releasing Jake’s throat and leaving a bloody thumb print on his neck. As Omega saw this, he looked back to his thumb, which was bleeding slightly. It seemed only to be a small cut from pulling his skin from those clamping jaws. With a grunt of displeasure, Omega used his other thumb to press some soap against the new blood stain on Jake’s neck before standing, picking up the hose again, though instead of using it to rinse Jake’s soaped up body, he used the cold water to start soaking his own fur, clenching his teeth and grunting again from the cold of the water. Like Jake, the wolf would also have preferred a warm shower, but he was eager to get Jake into his office.\n\nOmega dropped the hose once he was thoroughly soaked himself, and started lathering himself up. He didn’t take nearly as long to do so as he had when touching Jake’s soft, young body, though he spent quite a bit more time around his crotch all the same, primarily because that area soaked up the most blood.\n\nOnce satisfied, Omega re-acquired the hose, turning it to Jake first, rinsing the soap from Jake’s bound form, moving around him to get all angles as before, then turned the nozzle to himself, massaging the blood out of his fur as he rinsed, fingers pressing against his sheath, a sight he knew Jake wouldn’t want to take in, but it didn’t matter. The boy would be seeing and feeling much more of that organ in the future.\n\nAfter retrieving a towel to dry himself off, Omega retrieved a second towel for Jake, approaching him with a slight smirk as he employed a bit of reverse psychology.\n\n“I’m going to untie you now so you can dry yourself off.” The wolf grinned as he leaned down to eye level with Jake, gripping the boy’s chin so he could look into those terrified eyes once more. “If you want to run again, I’ll make sure you don’t take too hard a fall this time.”\n\nIt was both plain and secret that Omega hoped Jake would try to run, but the part of him still focused on getting the boy set up in his new “home” wasn’t eager to waste the time on another chase, and hoped Jake would be too afraid to try it. Still, the boy’s condition made it all the more exciting to see what he would do once Omega removed the straps from Jake’s limbs, starting with the ankles.\n\nAfter one ankle was released, Omega held it in place firmly so Jake couldn’t manage an unpleasant kick, and stayed well to the side of Jake’s restrained leg so that he couldn’t be reached with the other once it was released as well. Once Jake’s legs were unbound, Omega stayed to the side of the table as he unstrapped the wrists, and offered Jake the towel once the last strap had been removed.\n\n---\n\nThough Jake was distracted by his own pain and misery at first, when he felt those large, hot paws wrap around his neck he instinctively gasped in shock, lungs swelling until those fingers began to squeeze. The pressure didn’t cut off his air supply completely, but for the terrified buck it reduced his frantic breathing to long, agonizingly slow wheezing. His eyes were wide with horror as adrenaline suddenly flooded his small body for what felt like the hundredth time today.\n\nEvery muscle tensed as the rabbit’s feet scrambled to regain purchase on the floor. Once he was standing again, his efforts quickly translated into frantic struggling as his jaw flex with every agonizing attempt to draw in just a little more air before expelling it. Starbursts had already begun to litter the buck’s vision as Omega leaned in frightfully close to deliver his threat. Jake could barely register what the wolf was saying, but he recognized the malevolent tone and that nightmarish look in his yellow eyes. The cub knew why this was happening even if most of the words were buried behind the blood pounding in his ears, so when the lupine barked angrily to ensure he’d registered the warning, Jake struggled to nod.\n\nHe was growing weak, on the verge of losing consciousness before Omega seemed content enough to release him. The instant those crushing digits were removed from his wind-pipe, the rabbit gasped loudly and raggedly for breath, his legs giving out again as he focused solely on taking in as much air as he could. His neck ached painfully with the memory of those large paws; paws that could’ve easily squeezed the life from him, leaving those horrible yellow eyes as the last thing he would’ve ever seen.\n\nJake shuddered visibly and continued gasping, pausing only for the occasional frightened sobbing as he realized just how close he’d come to dying for daring to bite the paw of his tormentor. Omega touched his neck again shortly after the buck had recovered some of his stamina, causing him to wince and yelp, but after that he was left alone while the wolf retrieved the hose and began soaking himself in the bitter, cold water. The reprieve was an immense relief as the boy clumsily worked his feet back under him to take the strain off his wrists. He dared not even peek at the naked predator as he tossed the hose aside and began lathering himself up.\n\nInstead, Jake stared intently at the floor, following the water and suds as they flowed towards the drain in the center of the room. His gaze stopped short as Samantha’s crumpled corpse entered his peripherals, at which point he closed his eyes tightly and sobbed under his breath. He still couldn’t get over the fact she was dead, or that he’d watched her die. More harrowing for the traumatized cub was the manner in which she was killed. Omega had promised a similar fate for the boy, only one that didn’t conclude with his demise. Having witnessed the agony she had gone through, he deeply feared what awaited him.\n\nPete had told him not to think about the future. To live in the moment, and at this moment he was alive. His wrists, his throat, snout, face and every muscle in his body ached from either the abuse inflicted upon him or from the strain of his own terror wearing him out, but he was alive. He couldn’t help looking forward though. Samantha had been raped to death; caused so much pain that it killed her. But she was free now. Omega couldn’t hurt her anymore. But Jake… Jake was still alive, and the memory of those fingers in his backside upon waking was a frightful reminder that the wolf intended to hurt him too. And he wouldn’t get to escape afterwards.\n\nThe bunny’s future was grim, and the only thing that stopped him from reflecting on it right then and there was the sudden, fresh assault of cold water against his naked body. Jake squealed loudly and whined as he convulsed under the frigid spray. Omega seemed to be in a hurry this time. He hosed the boy down quickly, leaving no part of his exposed frame untouched, and once he was done he turned it on himself to do the same while Jake whimpered and shivered uncontrollably. The back of his head still ached from where the lupine had thumped it against the table and with the cold encasing his skull, it was quickly becoming a headache.\n\nGroaning quietly, the cub flinched suddenly when Omega spoke again. He tried to raise his head as the wolf explained he would be released from his restraints, but the man was already leaning down and grabbing his chin to force an uncomfortable eye contact. Omega welcomed another attempt to escape, but the way he said it made Jake’s blood run cold. It sounded… playful. He wanted the rabbit to run again. Why he didn’t know, but it scared him. And after the horror that ensued last time, trying to flee in the wolf’s presence was the last thing his logical side would allow. Unfortunately, he was often governed by his instincts rather than rational thought.\n\nThe indecision in Jake’s trepid heart was clear the second his first foot was unshackled. It immediately tried to kick off the ground, but a strong, firm paw forced it to stay planted while Omega positioned himself out of range to free his other ankle. The cautionary measures gave the boy enough time to regain his self-control while his wrists were released, and once they were, both paws immediately jerked downwards and latched onto Jake’s aching snout and cheek. He’d been desperate to tend to the injury ever since it occurred. Once he was free to do so now, though, he couldn’t decide between his fractured nose and his aching wrists. The blood had been washed away from the reopened wounds, but it still burned painfully.\n\nHe didn’t notice the proffered towel at first but once he did, his train of thought instantly derailed. His gaze locked onto the towel, then shifted towards the double-doors he’d been brought through. The first notion to cross his mind was an instinctual desire to run. His legs stiffened and his toes flexed and contracted in anticipation as he stared at that portal to freedom. He didn’t know the way out, but that hardly would’ve stopped him from trying to flee a predator; what did stop him was the memory of Samantha.\n\nStill holding his sore wrists, Jake’s eyes focused on the squirrel’s dead body. Normally he would’ve been too squeamish to approach a corpse, but knowing she’d been alive only twenty minutes ago, it was swiftly overruled by remorse. The buck suddenly lurched forward, grasping the towel and yanking it out of Omega’s paw before pushing past it and rushing to the girl’s side. The blood had been washed away from everywhere by where it had originated from, so Jake unceremoniously dropped to his knees and threw his arms over his dead friend, sobbing loudly.\n\nHis lament was so intense that his whole body shook as he hugged the cold, limp body that used to be the only person in this nightmare who’d tried to help him. Despite knowing she was dead, Jake’s fumbling paws shook and jostled her, rolling her onto her back to release her from the undignified position she’d been left in. He didn’t even care at this point that she was still naked, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and hugging her head and dislocated jaw against his chest. He grieved for several minutes uninterrupted and would’ve continued even longer if Omega didn’t eventually intervene.\n\n---\n\nAfter Jake took the towel from him, Omega frowned as Jake chose to run to Samantha. He should have expected this, but the boy was neither getting himself dry, nor running. Omega took the time that Jake spent grieving to dry himself off, watching Jake as he turned Samantha onto her back. The sight of the girl’s broken body along with that of Jake’s white, fuzzy rump exposed as it was, caused his member to twitch in his sheath, but he still wasn’t happy with the boy’s choice.\n\n“Just don’t get any more blood on you or I’ll have to give you another bath.”\n\nOnce Omega’s fur was sufficiently dry, he left the room, moving through the lab and collecting a first aid kit for treating Jake’s inevitable minor injuries. He kept a close eye on the door to the showers, hoping that Jake would indeed run out of there and try to make a break for it. He also collected a few other items and drugs he anticipated Jake may need. Fortunately for the boy, Omega didn’t yet know about his aversion to needles, or the wolf most certainly would have opted for injections wherever possible. However, something far worse than a needle awaited Jake in Omega’s office.\n\nAlthough he didn’t think he’d have much need for it, Omega took another bottle of smelling salts as well. He didn’t intend to waste it on anything but keeping the boy awake when it came time to fuck him, but you never know when sudden unconsciousness would become inconvenient. After gathering the supplies in a sack, Omega returned to the showers to find that Jake was STILL embracing the corpse, despite being left to try to escape, hide, or even find a makeshift weapon to defend himself with. He rolled his eyes as he approached.\n\n“Oh for fuck’s sake, get up!”\n\nOmega didn’t wait for Jake to comply, wrapping his fingers tightly around those sensitive ears and pulling the boy’s head back until he was forced to stand to relieve the tension on those long features, then slapped the towel against Jake’s chest and shoved him backwards so that the wolf was standing between Jake and the corpse.\n\n“Dry yourself up, boy, unless you want me to do it for you?”\n\n---\n\nAs Jake continued to mourn over the loss of his companion, he couldn’t help wincing visibly and hunching his shoulders when Omega uttered his warning. Though he left shortly after, the young cub was too crippled by remorse to move. He clung to Samantha’s body,  pressing her head against his naked chest. She’d bled substantially from the wounds to her jaw and throat during her vicious murder, and though much of it had begun to dry, the paranoid buck pulled away after a while to make sure none of it transferred onto his white, wet fur coat. A small smudge had been imprinted during his embrace, so he took just a moment to quickly wipe it away with the towel the wolf had provided.\n\nNormally he might not have cared, but after what he’d witnessed, Jake didn’t want to take any further risks. The poor squirrel had died just trying to help others; and attempting to escape had only caused him incredible pain and terror. At this point he’d rather not give Omega another excuse to hurt or molest him. All he wanted was to sit with his deceased friend in silence while he came to grips with the horrifying truth that he might one day find himself in her position. He didn’t want to die, but at the same time he wasn’t so sure he wanted to continue living either. Especially after being shown the depths of the wolf’s depravity.\n\nTears welled up in the rabbit’s eyes again as he sobbed and doubled over until his forehead rested against the dead rodent’s bare abdomen. He hugged the towel tightly as he mumbled apologies. “I… I’m so sorry, Sam… I’m… I’m sorry for everything. I s-should’ve helped you, but… but I’m just so scared. I don’t--I don’t know what to do, I don’t know... w-what’s gonna happen. I wish you were still here. I f-f-feel… so alone.” Jake continued to weep quietly for a few moments, choked up by so much misery that it took significant effort to speak again. “I should’ve just… did what that awful man wanted. M-maybe he was right…maybe… going with him w-would’ve been better. This place is just s-so horrible. I… I just want to go home…”\n\n“Home…” Jake mumbled again, vision completely obscured by tears as images of his family flashed through his mind. Mary, Lewis and his little sister Susie. They might never see him again but… But Samantha’s family, they… they would never know what happened to their daughter. She was just a memory now, and though he held her body, the girl’s own mother and father wouldn’t have anything to bury. Unless…\n\nThough the door opening didn’t catch the buck’s attention initially, Omega’s angry tone as he approached did. Jake gasped in terror, hugging Samantha tightly with his ears pressed against the back of his head. He didn’t exactly know what to expect, so he squealed in pain and surprise when that large paw found his ears and crushed them in a tight, unforgiving grip as the wolf jerked backwards and upwards. A chorus of whining cries accompanied the boy as he was forced to struggle to his feet simply to relieve the agonizing strain on his sensitive appendages.\n\nThe instant his ears were released, Jake grasped at them to nurse his aching flesh as he sobbed uncontrollably. It was clear that Omega sought only to cause pain, but until Samantha had died, the cub thought it shared. But now it seemed his tormentor sought to bring only him misery in any way he could. He couldn’t take it anymore. This monster was only going to keep hurting him if he didn’t try to get away. However trying to make a move now though would be insane, even though his instincts were calling for it the second that familiar, predatory scent had filled his nostrils again.\n\nJake grunted and whimpered when the towel was shoved into him hard enough to force him back several feet so Omega could come between him and his dead friend. While Jake clung to the fabric as a means to cover his loins, the wolf barked an order laced with a thinly veiled threat. The bunny wasn’t stupid. He had no desire whatsoever to be touched by this awful beast again, so he quickly took a few more steps back and began wiping himself down with the towel. Of course, Jake was very careful to keep himself concealed as much as possible, but while he dried himself, a query sat on the tip of his tongue.\n\nIt took the young rabbit until he was nearly finished before he could even bring himself to speak, let alone voice his question. “M… Mister Omega…?” he stuttered, biting his lip and swallowing as he stared intently at the floor while he brushed the towel against his legs. “C… C-c-could you… take S-Sam back home…? T-t-to her family, s--so they could… bury her? Please…?” Jake’s eyes were filling with tears again as he spoke, a sense of hopelessness welling up inside him. He didn’t know if this awful man would even bother to acknowledge his request, or whether it would come with strings attached like it had for Samantha.\n\n---\n\nOmega was even more aroused by the fact that Jake was trying so hard to hide his tiny boy bits from him instead of letting those lustful eyes take in the sight of Jake’s exposed form. He only watched as Jake opted to dry his own fur rather than allow Omega the chance to molest him again, although there were several moments in this room, from the moment he walked in on the two frightened cubs, where the wolf wanted so much to just take Jake’s virginity right here, though it likely meant he would suffer the same fate as Samantha, and Omega could be maliciously patient if he needed to be. At least he was able to sate his sexual appetite on the girl.\n\nOmega watched intently as Jake spoke to him, begging for his friend to be returned to her family. The request wasn’t expected, but the wolf was more focused on Jake’s gaze as the boy looked only to the floor in front of him, not daring to look at the large, naked predator in front of him. This was probably the only reason Jake was able to finish his request and not run away instead. Omega was content to let him continue to stare at the floor for now. Once Jake finished his request, a single chuckle escaped Omega’s throat as he looked back to the dead, broken cub behind him.\n\n“My poor, naive boy. Sending her back to her family would be a mistake on my part. You realize, of course, that if I give the police a body to start with, instead of just allowing everyone to assume she’s just ‘missing’, it could easily prompt an investigation into--”\n\nOmega’s brow raised as he was suddenly hit with an idea. He turned his gaze back to Jake, the buck obviously not happy with what he was hearing. With a smirk, Omega looked back to the body and thought it over for a moment, tapping his chin as he quietly formulated a simple plan to turn this into something productive, if in fact Jake wanted closure badly enough.\n\n“Hmm… though perhaps as an alternative…”\n\nOmega approached the corpse, kneeling down to it, taking another look at the heavily damaged cunt, with bits of the internal parts hanging out like bloodied ribbons of flesh, tapping his muzzle for a moment before flipping the girl onto her front again. As the wolf rolled the body of the dead prey species over, his mouth was starting to water, his instincts demanding that the wolf feed on his kill. Just the thought of biting into the girl’s liver was making it difficult to concentrate, but closing his eyes, he pushed that idea out of his head before standing up and turning to Jake again.\n\n“Tell you what, Jake… Sam, right? Short for Samantha? I can’t send Samantha back to her family, BUT.. what I can do is give you a chance to bury her yourself. I’ll even buy her a nice casket, dress her up, make her more presentable, and I can even have those two slaves she helped tag along for support, unless of course you’d rather they not know she’s dead because of them. Of course, this is going to come with a price. If I’m going to do all of this for you, we’re going to be productive and give you your first breeding lesson right here and now.”\n\nOmega knelt to the body again, taking hold of both legs. They were starting to stiffen, so there were sickening popping noises as he forced them to spread, then he pulled that long, bushy tail over Samantha’s back, exposing her unused sphincter underneath, which had gone from pink to pale from loss of blood flow. He then turned his gaze to the disturbed bunny with a grin, crooking a finger slowly.\n\n“Come here, boy. You’re going to fuck this dead cutie as I did. The hole I used is too broken, but this one hasn’t been touched yet, and of course you’re going to need another bath afterwards.”\n\n---\n\nThe amused chuckle that reached Jake’s throbbing ears following his pitiful appeal made him wince inwardly, those aching appendages drooping lower as Omega refused initially. What had he expected, really? This horrible man was heartless and vile. He violated Samantha and raped her to death in front of the rabbit and the two slaves she’d tried to save. There was no telling what else he was capable of. Though to Jake nothing could’ve been worse than murder.\n\nWhile the wolf explained why he wouldn’t oblige the boy sobbed quietly, burying his face in the towel in a fruitless attempt to hide his disappointment even after Omega stopped talking. The lack of visual stimulus helped to temper his misery, but only a little. It was enough though to quiet his sobbing in time for his aching ears to suddenly pick up the wolf’s voice as he seemed to have a change of heart. Sniffling loudly, the buck looked up from the dark confines of his towel just as Omega was examining the dead squirrel. After a few moments, he stood and turned to speak.\n\nWhat he had to say seemed almost unreal. Too good to be true. It wasn’t the closure he had hoped for himself and Samantha’s family, but anything was better than what Omega might’ve done with her body otherwise. Even though they hurt, his ears perked up in response to the wolf’s offer of a proper burial for the girl he’d murdered in cold blood, the last and smallest sign of happiness he might ever show again. For what immediately followed was exactly what Jake had feared. As it was with his friend, any show of mercy or compassion from Omega had a steep price.\n\nUnfortunately, the cub didn’t know how steep the price would be this time until he watched in silent horror as the wolf manipulated Samantha’s rigored corpse to a chorus of cracking joints. Each repulsive sound made Jake flinch and wince, his expression contorting into one of dismay as he wanted desperately to beg Omega to stop, to leave her alone. Even though she was dead, he feared for her, but that quickly changed when the man’s horrid yellow eyes locked onto him again. He ordered Jake to approach and explained his conditions.\n\nWide-eyed and horrified, Jake’s mouth hung open and trembled, unable to form words to express his disgust. The knowledge of being forced to mate at all was nauseating, but for his first time to be with the corpse of his friend… The rabbit had to slap a paw over his muzzle and turn his head away to keep from vomiting. He stared at the floor, doubled-over and convulsing as it took nearly thirty seconds to choke down the urge to upchuck. Never had he been presented with something to repulsive that he had to struggle not to throw up. There had to be another way to give Samantha the send off she deserved, some way that didn’t involve such disrespect to her remains.\n\nWhen he could finally breathe again without triggering a gag, Jake turned back and stammered. “A...are you… are you serious?” The words came out as a squeak, his distress plain on his face. When Omega said nothing to the contrary, the buck swallowed and grimaced. “I-isn’t there… anything else…? Anything else I could do? I… Please… I can’t, I just… I’ll… I’ll do--a-anything else, but… I--I can’t do that to her.”\n\n---\n\nOmega’s amusement at Jake’s reaction was indescribable. While it would have been satisfying to see the boy reluctantly fucking the corpse of his protective friend, killed by the very man she tried to protect him from, Omega was much more eager to get his new slave set up in his new room. The more Jake struggled not to vomit at the very idea of forcing himself to fuck the corpse of his silent, pale friend, the more Omega grinned inwardly. Teaching Jake to breed could be even more fun when he could see the image of his friend in the victims he would be forced to breed with once he was capable of producing semen.\n\nThe obvious distress in Jake’s voice as he finally spoke caused Omega to actively contain an impending shudder. That squeaky, distressed voice was just lovely. Omega was quite pleased by the time Jake was finished giving his answer.\n\n“I’m sure you would, sweet boy, but if that’s your answer, then we have no more business to discuss.”\n\nOmega stood to his feet, a wide grin morphing onto that lustful face as he slowly started to approach Jake, eager to get started with the boy’s initiation into his new life. He could already hear the screams of agony in his mind, which caused a dribble of pre to run down his full sheath as he approached. He had to fight the urge both to touch his member, and to force it into the young cub right on the concrete floor.\n\n“It’s just as well you refuse, because you and I have some things to attend to in my office. It’s time to make you my own, and show you to your new room.”\n\nAs Omega approached Jake, his eyes shifted towards the open door to the lab briefly. More than anything, he wanted Jake to run now. He wanted another taste of the boy’s uncontrollable terror. His eyes grew more and more lustful the closer he got to the boy, starting to pick up the pace. He then spoke with every bit of predatory lust that the plotting wolf was very much aware of, and wanted Jake to hear, almost giddy and impatient at the same time.\n\n“I’ve been looking forward to this! Let’s go, my prey!”\n\nContinuing to allow Jake a clear shot at the door, Omega slowly, meticulously reached out with his paw for Jake’s arm, ready for action.\n\n---\n\nWhen Omega opened his mouth again to give the bad news, Jake was visibly crushed. His heart leapt into his throat and his eyes filled with tears as the wolf concluded the bargaining before the boy could even retort. Then he rose to his feet, a twisted grin spreading across his face as he began to move forward. “Wha--!” the rabbit squeaked, nearly dropping his towel as he scooted backwards across the floor. He didn’t have much distance to travel before his back was pressed against the wall, but Omega continued his approach.\n\nJake watched with wide-eyed horror as the naked lupine closed in. He spoke, but blood was pounding so loudly in his ears that the rabbit couldn’t have registered the words if he’d tried. All he knew was what that look on the predator’s face was telling his increasingly fragile instincts.  There was little doubt in his mind that horrors would ensue if Omega got a hold of him. As far as the cub was concerned, death was coming. He had to do something to stave off the wolf’s violence.\n\n“W-w-wait, I--I changed my mind!” he squealed, heels scraping across the concrete floor in a futile effort to distance himself from the vicious beast. “I’ll do it, I’ll do it! I promise, just--! Please, I--!” His words fell on deaf ears as Omega talked over him, expressing his excitement. At this point Jake’s instincts were screaming in his head to run out the open door, but even if they hadn’t been the logical side of him was demanding the same thing. He had to get away!\n\nOmega was only a few feet from him now, reaching out to grasp Jake’s arm. Adrenaline was coursing through the terrified buck in full form, making his muscles tense and tremble with that carnal need to escape. It didn’t take more than one last look into that terrible gaze to incite the reaction the wolf sought. The cub shrieked loudly, throwing the towel into the monster’s face as his entire body lurched into motion.\n\nJake scrambled across the slick floor for several feet before he could get his legs under him, at which point he bolted through the door on all fours. He was blind to nearly everything around him, his terror-filled mind seeking only the nearest exit. What he found was the door he’d been carried through earlier, and he wasted no time in racing towards it. In his haste he didn’t even register the dolphin doctor’s presence until he struck the man and pushed past him frantically. Jake continued moving so quickly that he’d only just managed to lift himself into a proper, two-legged run before slamming into it and bursting out into the hallway.\n\nHis heart was racing as quickly as his frantic thoughts. He was lost, having burst into a T-shaped intersection of corridors. Unable to remember which way he’d been brought, the panicked rabbit broke into a sprint down the hall to his right. Padded feet slapped against the tiled floor as he ran, panting heavily and whining loudly as he searched his limited surroundings for somewhere to go. The hallway was long and vacant though. What few doors there were were locked, and trying to open them wasted so much time that before Jake was even half-way towards the end of the corridor, Omega had emerged.\n\nIn his panic, Jake looked behind him to see that foreboding figure. The sight lit a fire under him as he proceeded to disregard every other door and instead took off straight towards the end of the hall. The wolf was closing in fast, but with terror fueling him, the buck reached the door quickly and pushed through. His heart thumped painfully in his chest as he stumbled into another hallway. This was unfamiliar territory now. He had no idea where the underground place with the bus and guards were. He was lost. But if it stopped running Omega would catch him.\n\nBlinded by his own terror, the bunny took another right, his long slender feet aching every time they struck the floor. He didn’t even care he was still naked. Desperation had taken over. He needed to run, to escape. He had to get away from that wolf. This corridor was just as long as the other one and Omega was just coming through the door behind him. There was no way he could reach the end of the hall before the man caught up, so in his panic, Jake started trying to open every door he could see, panting so breathlessly that his vision was beginning to blur.\n\nEvery time he looked back he could see Omega getting closer, causing him further distress as he tried to move more quickly. One of these doors had to open, they just had to! He was beginning to give up hope though, when his gaze suddenly fell upon a different coloured door. Rather than the plain dull grey of the others, it looked more fancy, like the double doors in that underground garage. The same doors Omega hadn’t wanted him to be taken through. In Jake’s fear-twisted mind, he assumed it might lead to an escape. He tried the door handle hesitantly, but when it unlatched, the buck gasped loudly and burst through it into the room beyond.\n\nBy now his vision was so blurry he could only make out vague shapes. He could barely hear anything beyond the pounding in his ears and his throat and nostrils burned so painfully he couldn’t smell much in the thicker atmosphere. He did however feel the paw that suddenly grabbed his arm. Even though Omega was too far away to catch us so quickly, the frightened buck screamed and struggled to break free, fearing that he’d been caught by the terrible wolf. The guard that had been standing watch over the door found himself pulled off balance by the hysterical cub he’d caught before he could right himself and restrain Jake properly while he continued to scream wordless protests.\n\n---\n\nAs Jake pressed himself against the wall, giving himself only two directions to run, including the open, unguarded exit, Omega’s grin grew even wider as he saw the growing panic in the buck’s eyes, exactly what he wanted to see. Once Jake could take no more, both he and Omega allowed their instincts to take control, although Omega was far more willing to do so than Jake at this point. Jake dashed through the door into the lab, leaving Omega to fling the towel from his face and stride forward with gleeful pursuit once again.\n\n“Yes…”\n\nDoctor Aero had only just registered those slapping footsteps behind him, and started to turn his head before he felt the cub’s body slam into him, sending him stumbling into a counter and knocking supplies to the floor as he latched onto the counter to stop himself from falling to the floor. The other slaves could only watch in horror as the frightened bunny bolted into the hallway, followed soon by the excited predator.\n\nOmega stopped just outside the lab, looking to the left for the fleeing rabbit before continuing pursuit down the opposite hall. He loved the sight of running prey, and he didn’t care how long it would take to catch the boy. There was no-where safe he could run to without knowing exactly where he was, and he had already gone the wrong way.\n\nThe head start Omega allowed him, as well as the short pause outside of the lab gave the bunny some more distance between himself and the predator, enough to check a few doors before the distance began to close dangerously. Omega reached for Jake’s ears with one of his paws, but the bunny’s adrenaline shot him forward as if he’d been shoved from behind. The wolf was more than happy to prolong this as the boy ran blindly through the corridors.\n\nMeanwhile, in the lobby, the lapine guard from before had just begun his duty. Only one guard was needed in the lobby at a time, as the slaves within were all restrained in medieval-type stockades, their feet bound to the post below with shackles, ball-gags strapped into their muzzles. Mostly adults, and a few cubs had been in this room all morning, and they had a long way to go before their punishment was concluded.\n\nThe slaves in the underground lobby were subject to the desires of arriving guests, who were allowed to sample the slaves with no charge, so long as they had a membership. At this moment, the room was rather empty, with three slaves locked between the wooden planks, one 9-year-old raccoon female screaming into her gag as a ferret male aimed to indulge himself within her tight, well-used little slit. The guard watched, both with interest, as well as caution not to allow the ferret to go further than he was permitted.\n\nThe only other employee within the lobby was a male hamster, charged with greeting guests and taking applications for membership. When the hare heard the doors swing open behind him, he turned sharply, just in time to see the little rabbit from before rushing past him. Had he known Omega was giving chase, he wouldn’t have tried to stop the boy, but in his mind, Omega was probably in his office waiting for Jake and Samantha to be delivered to him as was the norm. The showers were usually handled by guards or other slaves, rather than Omega himself.\n\nManaging to grab onto Jake’s arm, the guard was reaching for his taser before Jake managed to pull him off balance. The hare was having a hard time unholstering his taser and holding onto the thrashing cub at the same time, and Jake was able to pull free and start towards the door to the outside. The ferret and the clerk had both stopped what they were doing to watch the show, leaving the raccoon to sob almost more loudly than the commotion itself.\n\nOnce Jake was free, the hare was able to catch his balance and aim the taser low, shooting the barbs into Jake’s calf and sending a shock through the wires that would bring the fleeing cub to the floor. It was only after Jake went down that the back door swung open again and Omega emerged, stopping dead in his tracks as he witnessed Jake on the floor with the taser barbs buried into his leg.\n\nThe hare turned around and went rigid as he saw the rage in the wolf’s eyes. Jake was HIS prey, and his prey was being taken down--stolen by another creature. At this point, all rational thought in Omega’s mind had disappeared. He wasn’t going to allow another creature to steal his rabbit from him now, or ever again. His instincts were in full control now, and that didn’t bode well for the hare.\n\nIt only took one look into those rage-filled eyes before the hare dropped his taser and started to run, but he only made it a couple of steps before the large body of the wolf slammed into him, tackling him to the floor hard, the hare’s arms aching immediately as they audibly slapped against the floor, but that wasn’t his immediate concern. Omega quickly raised himself enough to flip the hare onto his back before falling onto him again.\n\n“OMEGA N--!!”\n\nHis frantic protest was cut short as with a feral snarl, Omega’s jaws clamped down brutally onto the hare’s windpipe, crushing it as blood splattered onto the neck of the hare, and the muzzle of his attacker. The clerk’s eyes went wide as he quickly shouted into the intercom.\n\n“Code white!! Code white in the lobby!!”\n\nHis frantic voice was almost drowned out by Omega’s feral snarl as, right next to Jake, he began to swing his head back and forth, shaking the neck and torso of the hare who immediately fell unconscious, but that didn’t stop the attack. The wolf was focused on nothing but viciously eliminating his competition. The limp hare was being thrashed back and forth as his windpipe began to emerge through the blood-stained fur on his neck, jaws crushing it flat. The hare’s body was finished by now. He was dead.\n\nIt wasn’t long before three more guards, one after the other, from both exits burst into the room, unholstering their tasers as Omega started to lunge at one of them from the floor. He was stopped by a pair of barbs hitting his hip from behind, causing him to spin around and go for the offender before a jolt was delivered to his body. However, after convulsing and recoiling, Omega was somehow able to rip those barbs free and grab the canine’s face-fur with his clawed fists, drawing blood with a yelp before two more sets of barbs were shot into his leg and rump.\n\nThis was enough to loosen Omega’s grip before the crackling of two, and soon a third taser echoed through the room. This was more than enough to send the large wolf crashing onto the floor, his body convulsing and spasming before the guards stopped to assess Omega’s state. Luckily for both them and their boss, Omega was content to lay on the floor, catching his breath and resting from the exertion as he uttered two words almost under his breath.\n\n“..damn it..”\n\nThis was enough to relax the three guards as two of them carefully removed the barbs in Omega’s body while the third recoiled his and turned to keep an eye on Jake. Omega remained on the floor, breathing heavily for awhile.\n\n---\n\nThough Jake had managed to free himself from whoever grabbed him, it was with an awkward stumble. The world around him was still fuzzy and his head was swimming with fear, but somewhere nearby he could hear a girl crying loudly. There were others in the room, but the terror-stricken buck couldn’t focus on them at first. Instead, his failing eyes locked onto the brightly coloured, ornate double doors at the far end of the room. He recognized them immediately and, once he regained his footing, started toward them when something suddenly bit into his leg just beneath his left knee. The pain made him yelp but he continued forward another couple steps until the electricity was introduced to his system.\n\nAll at once the rabbit’s muscles seized and stopped responding. An agonized cry escaped Jake’s lips before his jaws clamped shut, then his body crumpled to the floor and convulsed for several long seconds. It stopped eventually, but every inch of his body was aching with that painful memory. Muscles trembled as the cub let out a weak, pitiful whine. It took a moment before Jake could move to curl into a ball and clutch at the flesh just above where the metal prongs had bit into him. He wanted desperately to pull them out, but it hurt too much.\n\nThe clatter of the taser hitting the floor startled Jake from his misery, causing him to look up, but what he saw filled him with renewed terror. The guard whom the buck recognized as the hare from earlier had attempted to run from someone, and he didn’t get very far before his assailant tackled him to the floor just feet away. It was Omega, naked and enraged. There was a feral quality to his angry eyes that made Jake’s heart skip a beat.\n\nStill weakened by the taser, the rabbit could only watch in silent horror as the wolf rolled the guard over and without even hesitating, lunged down to bit into his neck. The hare had attempted to speak, but that sudden, vicious assault cut him off as those sharp canine fangs dug into his flesh, drawing dark crimson blood. A shout from nearby drew Jake’s attention to a hamster near the ornate doors as he spoke into a radio, looking almost as horrified as himself. Only then did the boy’s vision finally begin to clear, but what he was greeted with was one of the last things he could’ve ever wanted to see.\n\nSlaves were penned up nearby, naked and restrained in such a manner that it was clear even to Jake what was going on. The young raccoon girl nearby, sobbing and looking sickened by the current display, only confirmed his assumption. The ferret had his pants down and his mustelid erection was visibly slick with moisture as he stood behind her striped tail. Somehow he wished that this were the worst of it, but his gaze was drawn back to the gruesome sight of Omega tearing into the throat of the hare that only a short time ago had been struggling to restrain Jake on the doctor’s table.\n\nHe already looked dead, but the blood gushing from his wound said otherwise. The wolf in all his feral mania was shaking the hare like a chew toy, ripping his throat further until a major artery was pierced. Jake was unfortunate to find himself in the direct path of the guard’s arterial spray, a sloppy sprinkling of red striking his face and much of his body. His only response was to shriek and scramble backwards as guards burst in from everywhere.\n\nIt had been bad enough to be covered in his own blood, but knowing it was from someone else had Jake on the verge of vomiting again. He was too horrified by what he was seeing to do so though. That guard. He worked for Omega, and like that meant nothing at all, the wolf had torn into him with as much reckless abandon as he had with Samantha. If he hadn’t been dead before, he was by the time he was released so his ‘boss’ could move to attack another of his employees. Jake was speechless, watching as tasers were fired at the man they worked for. It took their combined effort to bring him down, even after one of them nearly had their face ripped off. It was a nightmare to behold.\n\nJake sat propped up on his arms with legs splayed as he watched Omega convulse on the floor for nearly a minute before the guards made their approach to see if he was okay. He laid still and muttered something, breathless and exhausted, with the bunny seemingly all but forgotten. One of the guards eventually looked in his direction though as he began reeling in his taser’s line. Still wide-eyed and splattered with blood, the buck trembled and rolled over onto his knees, crawling away until he could stand and grasp at the prongs in his leg.\n\nThis action had that guard approaching him now, which made Jake whimper in fear and attempt to limp away, dragging the discarded taser behind him as he stumbled awkwardly, barely able to maintain his footing. He had to get away. That monster… killed one of his own workers. He cared so little that everyone around him was expendable. First Samantha, and then that hare. Jake didn’t want to die like that. Even as he attempted to flee he could picture himself in place of the guard.\n\n“No… l-leave… leave me alone…” Jake whined, limping closer to the hamster by the doors. “I don’t--I don’t wanna die, I don’t!” As he moved, he passed the raccoon girl and her molester, both watching him intently.\n\n---\n\nAs Jake wasn’t moving towards the exit, none of the guards seemed particularly worried about him. He didn’t seem to be moving very quickly either. Hearing those frantic pleas from Jake brought Omega back to his senses. All of the wolf’s muscles started to ache. He grunted in pain as he slowly sat himself up, and scooted back to lean against the front desk, getting a good look at the carnage he had caused. Surely some of his newer guards would hear about this and quit. It wasn’t the hare’s death that upset him, as he’d seen and caused plenty himself, but the hassle it was going to cause was something he wasn’t looking forward to.\n\nHis mind was barely on Jake at this point, but as the boy moved towards the desk, eyes focused on the guard with the taser and nothing else, he realized he had more immediate concerns, and he was exhausted from the run, the attack, and then the rage-fueled struggle with the other three guards before he was finally brought down. The canine was holding his bloodied face, and the tiger was focused on Jake, which left a kangaroo, luckily a herbivore, to finish what Omega had started. Omega motioned for the roo to approach.\n\n“Take.. take the boy and Gregory to the doctor. Get Jake cleaned up..” Omega paused for a moment, wincing in pain and clenching his teeth as he had taken a hard fall after being electrocuted, holding the shoulder he had fallen onto. “Clean him up.. the doctor has my key. Bring the boy and that key back here when you’re done.”\n\n“Will do. Let’s go, bunny.”\n\nStepping forward and snatching up Jake’s arm, the kangaroo forced Jake in front of him, keeping his taser pointed at the new slave in case there was any intention for Jake not to adhere to the guard’s commands. Omega continued to rest, sitting against the desk as Jake was led from the room. A sharp scream drew everyone’s attention, though the guard only glanced briefly at the raccoon as the ferret continued his assault on the girl, then gave Jake a sudden shove to get him moving before picking up the discarded taser dragging along the floor, but not removing the barbs just yet. With this taser’s barbs already embedded in Jake’s flesh, he could quickly deliver a shock to the lapine slave if he were to try anything.\n\nOnce the kangaroo had forced Jake through the back door, he looked back to make sure it was closed before speaking.\n\n“Geeeez.. That was intense.. I thought Doctor Aero was going to have to surgically remove his claws from your face, Greg.”\n\n“No kidding.. I wonder what set him off. It’s been years since the last time he’d lost control like that. Shawn’s had nothing but bad luck all week, then he gets mauled. Poor guy.”\n\n---\n\nIt was clear that Jake was going nowhere in a hurry, despite his determination to reach those deceptively welcoming double doors leading--he hoped--into the the garage where this nightmare had really begun taking off. As the only viable exit he knew of, it seemed vital that he gain as much ground as he could. Unfortunately, the barbs in the meat of his leg were beginning to hurt more and more with every step that dragged the taser across the floor.\n\nNo one was stopping him just yet. Rather, Omega was speaking with one of the guards after settling himself against the front desk. Jake was too focused on the tiger watching him to really notice though. Those bored feline eyes as they kept track of the boy were similar to the cheetah’s two partners that helped commandeer the bus and start this rollercoaster of terror. He didn’t seem to care much about the rabbit’s state of dress, only continuing to watch out of obligation rather than arousal. A paw was rested on his taser though, right up until the kangaroo appeared to snatch up one of Jake’s arms.\n\nThe buck yelped, his nervous concentration broken abruptly as the marsupial man-handled him and forced him to walk back the way he’d come. Shock had begun to set in, so he complied without much fuss, keeping his gaze on the floor and limping along with the lonely taser’s prongs tugging painfully at his skin. At least until the raccoon girl screamed. The shrill sound made Jake jump and jerk to the side, away from the source as he came to a halt. Wide eyes shifted to the raccoon girl as she continued to sob and squeal. The ferret had resumed his earlier abuse, but the horrific sight was somehow less emotionally distressing than it had been before. Especially compared to the murder of one of the guards by his own employer.\n\nA sudden shove from the kangaroo that elicited a pitiful whimper, compelled Jake to keep moving. The taser still tugging along was becoming a problem, but the guard promptly picked it up, making the walk back to the door he’d entered through a lot easier. His nerves were still shot though, and that vivid image of Omega biting into the hare’s throat kept playing over and over again in his head like a horror movie. There had been no hesitation and no remorse. One moment that lapine guard was alive and the next, dead. The worst part was that no one seemed to bat an eye at the carnage, like this was just another day at work. They even seemed to have a secret code for the incident.\n\nIt wasn’t until Jake was led back into the hallway and the door closed behind him and the two guards that the men spoke of what they’d seen. Though they both sounded shocked and unsettled, it was less about the fact their fellow employee had been murdered and more about why he had been murdered. That was a question burning in the cub’s mind as well, and with Omega gone and out of earshot finally, he couldn’t contain himself.\n\n“He… He killed him,” Jake squeaked. “J-just like that… W-why? Why did he do that? He’s a m-m-monster! A monster!” The last words came out loud and shrill as the rabbit clutched his own head and hunched his shoulders. He shuddered and began to breath quickly as his shock started to gave way to the call of his instincts again. The buck suddenly moved forward but the kangaroo was quick to tap the trigger of his taser, sending a sharp, agonizing shock through Jake’s body that halted his attempt to flee again before the idea had even fully formed in his own head.\n\nStanding still and hugging himself, the rabbit trembled on the spot. The two prongs still buried in his legs were burning again after the latest shock, so he reached down with the intent to remove them but another jolt and a warning from the kangaroo discouraged him. He was beginning to feel sick to his stomach now, and though he’d been through enough trauma to explain such symptoms, the reality was that Jake was starving. His breakfast had been ejected on the bus and anything else had just been bile. What little he gleaned from that meal had long since been burned up by his constant state of distress and panic.\n\nJake’s stomach grumbled as he placed his paws over it and leaned against the wall. He didn’t want to move anymore, but the guards didn’t care. A paw gripped his naked scruff and thrust him forward until he started moving, after which the men followed and conversed.\n\n---\n\n“A monster? Heh, well you’re not wrong about--oh no you don’t..”\n\nThe kangaroo tapped the trigger on the taser as Jake looked poised to make a run for it, stopping him dead. He watched the boy intently for a moment in case the small shock didn’t deter him. Instead of running, though, Jake reached for the prongs buried in his calf, but the roo made sure Jake knew that wasn’t the correct move either, with a slightly more prolonged jolt.\n\n“Don’t touch those, boy. It’ll be far less painful if the doctor removes them for you anyway. The things are barbed to keep them in your flesh. Now let’s move.”\n\nJake seemed to get the message, but instead of moving forward, he staggered to the side and leaned against the wall. The kangaroo promptly grabbed the scruff of the cub’s neck to move him back to the center of the hallway and shove him forward, making sure with shoves and tugs to keep Jake where he wanted him. Eventually, the kangaroo was able to get the boy moving again, even if slowly.\n\n“That’s it. Anyway, ‘monster’ might be a good way to describe our boss. Heh, more accurate than you might think, actually. When it comes to his employees, however… I wouldn’t go so far to say he CARES about us. The guy’s as unsympathetic as they come, but he knows where his power comes from, so he treats us well, pays us well, gives us time off when we need it, free medical care, it’s a pretty sweet deal, right?”\n\nThe canine was the next to speak. “Well, except for when his instincts take control. You’re lucky we got there as soon as we did. He might have ripped you apart too. May have even started eating you before he came back to his senses.”\n\n“Yep, that’s our boss. See, Omega has this condition, something genetic, which makes it more difficult to override his ancestral instincts. People with this condition learn to control it better as they grow up, but it’s always there. One of the few times Omega allows his instincts to take control is when he’s chasing a slave down. He loves it. Shawn made the mistake of stealing his prey, and when the boss is already letting his instincts govern his actions, and those instincts tell him to eliminate the competition, he does just that. Only thing we can do at that point is take him down until he regains control again.”\n\n---\n\nAs he walked and listened to the two guards talk, Jake continued to hug his empty belly. He couldn’t move very fast, in part because what the kangaroo had to say on the subject of his boss was sickening. Even after watching Omega tear into one of his associates and assault the canine accompanying him, the marsupial was barely phased, simply because when he wasn’t murdering his own employees, he was providing them with generous benefits. The young rabbit couldn’t believe what he was hearing and it only continued to get worse when the dog spoke up.\n\nThe mention of instincts and what might’ve happened if the guards hadn’t subdued Omega when they did made Jake slap a paw over his mouth and stumble several feet. It wasn’t just the image of being torn apart like the hare had been that was churning his aching stomach, but the suggestion that the wolf might’ve become cannibalistic in his feral state of mind. Those frightening mental visuals of the lupine biting and shaking the hare like a ragdoll were suddenly becoming twisted by his imagination until instead of just killing the man, Omega began devouring him instead.\n\nThat alone might’ve been enough to bring him to his knees, but on occasion the visage of the guard would be replaced with Jake, his own blue eyes staring blankly into space as blood gushed from his throat while the wolf ripped into him and ate his fill. The scenario his frightened mind conjured was so nauseating that he had to struggle not to vomit. With a paw over his mouth and his neck muscles clenching sporadically, he forced himself to ride out the waves of revulsion that made his diaphragm convulse painfully in his chest. He was doing well, but the horrifying insights into that twisted wolf kept coming as the kangaroo piped in again.\n\nThe instant the guard spoke of a genetic condition, Jake stopped moving forward. His eyes widened in shock and his heart thumped painfully as a frightening revelation struck him. Omega had the same disorder as him. But he was of predatory descent; the exact opposite of the rabbit. Pieces of a puzzle he didn’t even know existed until now started to come together, and the picture it formed in Jake’s mind made his legs turn to rubber. Every encounter with the wolf so far flashed through his head. That first time Omega looked him in the eyes, the feral nature of the chase, the entire ordeal in the tunnel, Samantha’s rape and murder and his own subsequent abuse; even his latest attempt to escape.\n\nNot once had that look in Omega’s eyes changed whenever they met Jake’s. Until right this second he hadn’t understood the vile nature of that gaze. But now he did. Ever since first laying eyes on him, the wolf had regarded him as nothing more than what his own overactive instincts would’ve told him. Jake was prey. His prey. And though Omega had thus far shown no desire to kill him, every action he’d taken was a means of playing against the rabbit’s own instincts. Timid and fearful by nature, the buck had only become increasingly more so since being handed off to the wolf. And there was no doubt in his mind that Omega was enjoying every second of his torment.\n\nJake couldn’t bear to stand any longer. His legs gave out from under him and he dropped to the floor. Propped up on his paws, he gave in to his nausea and vomited. Every muscle spasm hurt as his under-developed gag reflex struggled to eject the non-existent contents of his stomach. Only a few drops of bile graced the white tile below him, beyond that his throat was bone dry. He struggled with his revulsion while the guards grumbled at him impatiently. Only a minute passed before the kangaroo became fed up enough to grab Jake by and arm and hoist him to his feet and throw him forward.\n\nStumbling for several feet, the rabbit wobbled uneasily, his revulsion slowly passing as he tried to form words to express his dismay. “Is… Is he gonna kill me?” he croaked, his throat sore from the acid in his stomach. “I don’t… I don’t wanna die.” He staggered forward several more feet but then he suddenly whirled around and threw himself against the kangaroo, clawing desperately at his uniform with blunted claws. “P-please, please don’t let him kill me!” Jake sobbed loudly, mistakenly trying to seek comfort in a man who couldn’t have cared less for his well-being, which was made clear when another wave of searing pain racked the boy’s body and brought him to the floor again, writhing in agony.\n\n---\n\nThe guards were both starting to become irritated with Jake’s constant delays. The roo was about to give Jake some “encouragement” when he suddenly dropped to the floor onto his knees, and forward onto his paws. The marsupial wasn’t surprised that Jake’s realization of how close he had come to being ripped open and fed upon had this effect on him, but they hadn’t moved very far from the lobby door, and they were getting rather impatient.\n\n“Dammit, kid, get up..”\n\nThis was followed quickly by almost dry vomiting. Both guards were audibly irritated by this point, and the kangaroo was growing most impatient with the boy, pulling him from the floor and shoving him forward again. To Jake’s imperative question, the kangaroo simply shrugged. Not something the terrified bunny wanted to see. The roo was about to speak before Jake suddenly threw himself into the man’s abdomen before he could react, but as the boy started clawing at the guard and begging him to help, the kangaroo was more than happy to fire another jolt into Jake’s leg, sending him to the floor.\n\nWith that, the kangaroo motioned to the canine, asking him to get the arms, while the roo grabbed Jake’s ankles. They had intended to carry Jake the rest of the way to the lab, but his frantic thrashing as he was lifted from the floor nearly caused the guards to drop the boy right on his head before the canine tumbled to the floor, himself, to prevent it. They struggled with the frantic boy until the canine managed to wrap his arms underneath Jake’s and cross them over Jake’s chest. He pressed Jake against his body as the roo pulled Jake’s legs around his waist, and from there, they lifted the bunny from the floor.\n\nJake didn’t quite have the energy to keep struggling forever, though, so when he eventually slowed his efforts, the two guards continued to carry Jake between them down the hall. The kangaroo thought to himself that if he told Jake what he wanted to know, he might calm down even more, but he really had no idea what Omega was going to do with the boy, or that he had the gene Omega was looking for in a prey species.\n\n“Kid, if you really want to know if Omega’s going to kill you or not, you should just ask him, yourself. If he gives you a straight answer, you can believe him. If he doesn’t, then he probably hasn’t made up his mind about that yet. Generally if he’s going to kill someone, he lets them know he’s going to do it.”\n\nAs they rounded the corner, within eye-shot of the door to the lab, the door opened. An exam table was emerging from the room. On it was a familiar, pale, lifeless squirrel, face-down on the table with her stiff legs hanging off the sides, spread as they were when Omega was trying to coax Jake into fucking her corpse. Behind the exam table, wheeling it from the lab was a small white mouse boy, about the same age as Jake, taking the body away, his gaze only at the floor as he had no desire to look at the unknown girl’s lifeless form.\n\n---\n\nAfter the prolonged electrical shock to his naked body, Jake took several seconds to recover, his limbs trembling and his breathing shaky as he whined in pain. The barbs in his leg continued to burn like little hot needles, but it was nothing compared to that repeated and agonizing experience of being electrocuted into compliance. This last assault to his muscles had left him nearly breathless and unable to move on his own for an unsettling length of time while the kangaroo ordered his partner to grab Jake’s arms.\n\nAs the dog complied, the marsupial helped himself to the rabbit’s ankles and they both began to lift him from the floor. Jake suddenly realized what was happening and the instant his strength returned he thrashed violently with a loud squeal. “N-no! Let me go!” he cried, “I-I-I wanna walk! I can walk! Please--don’t! Stop!” Despite his protests, the two guards struggled to manhandle him into submission. The canine was the weaker link between the two though, and Jake’s frantic writhing caused him to lose his balance and fall, nearly depositing the rabbit on his head.\n\nFollowing the tumble, both men wrestled with their quarry until the dog was able to pin Jake’s arms to his chest, essentially cutting the strength of his offensive by a third. Held tightly against the guard’s torso, Jake could only kick his legs until they too were restrained, forced to spread to either side of the kangaroo’s thighs. This embarrassing position left the buck’s genitals clearly exposed, his sheath and little fuzzy scrotum bouncing along wildly with his distress. Even though both guards didn’t seem to notice or care, the young boy’s cheeks burned hot with humiliation as he continued to squirm and whimper.\n\n“Please…” he sobbed, “Put me down, I--I’ll be good, I’ll walk…” Neither male acknowledged his pleas. Instead, as they walked him along bodily, the kangaroo spoke up regarding Jake’s previous concerns. What he had to say sounded utterly ridiculous, though. Based on the rabbit’s experience so far, everything Omega said or promised ended up having a dark, horrific twist. With Samantha, he promised to let the other slaves go unpunished, but in exchange, rather than simply have her suck on his penis like he’d agreed, the wolf broke her jaw and then proceeded to rape her to death. There had been no fore-warning that he knew of. In fact as far as Jake was concerned, he’d outright lied.\n\nThough the cub’s struggling had died down during the journey, he kept twisting his body awkwardly, trying to pinch his knees together and hide his privates. He thought long and hard about what the kangaroo had to say though and when he came to a decidedly indignant conclusion he spoke up with sniffling, cracking tone. “He-he’s a liar,” he boldly accused. “He lied! He killed Sam for no reason! She was my friend a-a-and he killed her, he--he’s a monster! You’re all monsters!” Jake started to squirm again but at the moment he was still too weak.\n\nThat changed quickly however when they group rounded the corner leading back to the doctor’s lab. As they walked, the rabbit twisted and craned his neck to see past the kangaroo to the sounds up ahead. What he saw gave him all strength he needed. Samantha, dead and cold was being wheeled out of the room by a small, boy mouse. She was still in the position Omega had forced her into, face-down and unmoving. The guards had only gotten halfway down the hall when Jake freaked.\n\n“Sam!” he shrieked, suddenly thrashing so violently that neither guard were prepared to restrain him. Jake kicked and withdrew with the full strength of his lapine legs until one broke free of the startled marsupial. The instant it was loose, the rabbit reared back and slammed his foot into the guard’s back as hard as he could, the resulting force from the blow throwing the two men in opposite directions. The kangaroo stumbled forward and lost his footing while the canine fell backwards hard onto his back.\n\nWith the wind momentarily knocked from his lungs, the dog’s grip on Jake relaxed, allowing the frantic cub to tear himself away from those grasping arms as he crawled off the man and bolted down the hallway. He wasn’t trying to run at this point, though. Without any thought for his own well being, he ran straight towards the table bearing his deceased friend, the taser clattering loudly as it trailed behind him. Ahead, the mouse had come to a stop, his gaze previously on the floor now focused widely on the rabbit as he barreled down on him. The boy was a deer in the headlights as Jake slammed hard into the table, unable to slow himself as he’d approached.\n\n“Sam! Sam!” he cried, trying to climb onto the table. He wrapped an arm around her bare back, sobbing as he buried his face in her long brown hair. “Please come back, please! I’m so sorry for everything! I--I don’t want to be alone, please!” He continued to repeat himself until the two guards he’d assaulted bore down upon him, tearing him away from Samantha’s corpse. “No! Let me go! Please! I want to bury her! I have to, please! S-s-she only wanted to help! Please! Please let me bury her!” He screamed at the top of his lungs as he struggled against the kangaroo and dog, sobbing profusely.\n\n---\n\nThe guards were relieved when Jake finally lost his strength. This kid was difficult to handle. Undoubtedly his frantic terror was the reason Omega was so interested in the boy, but it took both of them to get this bunny down the hall towards the lab. They were more relaxed by the time the mouse emerged from the door. Not realizing that Jake could see or even knew the girl on the exam table, the Kangaroo was about to respond to Jake’s previous outburst.\n\n“Well he didn’t say that he WOULDN’T kill her, did he? Wait.. is that the..”\n\nAs the kangaroo suddenly focused on the dead squirrel on the exam table, he was caught completely off-guard when Jake screamed out her name and thrashed violently. He had dealt with rabbits before, so he knew to contain those legs, but despite his strength and position, the frantic thrashing wiggled one leg out of that tight grip, and the kangaroo immediately braced himself for what he knew he couldn’t stop, but was still sent to the floor with an agonized groan as that foot slammed right into his kidney.\n\nMeanwhile in the lab, Aero picked up the familiar, frantic screams, peering through the window to see his least favorite bunny for the moment being pried away from the corpse of his dead friend. His eyes shifted to the taser on the floor, following the wires to the boy’s calf, and then noticing the blood on Jake’s face. It wasn’t his own, and having heard the code white over the radio, he had a good idea of what probably happened.\n\nThe dolphin quickly waddled his way over to the cabinet, grabbing a towel and rushing to the door. Aero emerged as the kangaroo had just sent Jake stumbling onto the floor before picking up the discarded taser and holding the trigger for a prolonged period, even after Jake had stopped struggling and was only convulsing against the tile. Aero didn’t normally care one way or another whether a slave was suffering, but after Jake had landed two kicks on him, then sent him into the counter, making a big mess in the process that had to be cleaned up, the dolphin was more than pleased to see Jake suffering once again.\n\nHe waited until the kangaroo was finished tormenting the boy with the taser before wrapping that towel over the bunny’s head. He waited until Jake stopped thrashing so much as the canine helped to hold the boy down, and the kangaroo sent another jolt to the bunny with every slight movement until he was compliant enough to be brought to his feet. He was rather weak by this point, so they practically had to drag him into the lab by his arms. All the while, the mouse, eyes filled with tears at the emotional display, elected to turn away and continue wheeling the dead girl away from the group.\n\nAero ordered the guards to have Jake kneel on top of an exam table, and the kangaroo used one arm while the canine lifted Jake by his arms. Anything that even LOOKED like a light struggle at this point was met with another quick jolt. Once Jake was on the table, Aero guided the boy’s body to the correct position, and using the straps on the table, bound Jake close to the knees, which had the added effect of limiting blood-flow to where the barbs were embedded into the skin as the strap was cranked tightly, and another strap just above the ankles. To make the process a little easier, Jake’s arms were forced behind his back, and a set of cuffs clicked down onto the cub’s wrists.\n\n---\n\nOnce the kangaroo had thrown Jake to the floor and reacquired the taser, the whole fiasco reached a decisive end. All of his crying and pleading was cut short as another excruciating wave of pain racked his body. Every muscle contracted with spasms as the rabbit squealed through clenched teeth and writhed on the floor. This time it didn’t last for only a few seconds. Instead, the marsupial held down the trigger for what felt like hours. Agonizing pain crackled through all of his limbs in endless waves as Doctor Aero watched, but all Jake could see were his weird flipper-feet as he floundered helplessly.\n\nEventually the assault stopped but by then the rabbit was so incapacitated that he was struggling just to breathe. Starbursts were swimming through his vision even before the towel was secured around his face, but afterwards, it was like the night sky. This new, dark landscape before him was a welcome escape, but his body reacted of its own volition and tried to thrash again as he felt paws grasping at him. Every movement was greeted with more pain though, until eventually he couldn’t bring himself to resist anymore. At this point the guards were hoisting him to his feet, but Jake was practically putty now.\n\nHanging by his shoulders with two pairs of paws gripping each arm tightly, he could feel his feet sliding across the floor. A few times the cub tried to get his feet under him to walk, but they wouldn’t cooperate for long and he’d continue to be dragged again. Every inch of his body ached terribly. Even his chest throbbed with every breath and the pounding of his own heart. At this point the towel was almost unnecessary to ensure compliance, especially with the occasional jolt delivered to his exhausted little body for every little motion he made during the short trip. It really only served to put his instinctual fears at ease.\n\nEven though his mind raced with terrified thoughts regarding his crippling pain and what was happening around him, he was virtually catatonic except for the occasional muscle spasm while the guards hoisted him up onto the table and restrained his arms and legs. He was treated to a few more jolts before they had him secured, after which the weak little buck dropped into a sitting position, pressing the barbs of the taser into his leg painfully. Pathetic groans and light sobbing were his only response, but he couldn’t bring himself to move again. He sat slumped on the table, head hanging so low that the towel started to slip free.\n\nIt eventually fell free, causing the bright lights of the lab to assault his aching, bloodshot eyes until he closed them with a visible wince. His misery slowly began to translate into fear again, but he dared not move or struggle. With arms and legs bound as they were, there was little he could’ve done anyway. Instead, he tried to for an appeal.\n\n“P-please… I just… I just wanna bury Sam… O… Omega s-said--”\n\n---\n\nWith Jake properly secure, continuing to carry on about burying the dead squirrel, Aero motioned for the kangaroo to hoist Jake upright, and hold him there while Aero examined the calf, the prongs having been pushed painfully deep into the boy’s leg. Blood was starting to dribble down the cub’s white fur. Aero gathered a few supplies, and as he noticed that the towel was on the floor, the doctor didn’t bother to replace it, instead putting himself in front of the bunny before speaking.\n\n“Hello again, Jake, you little trouble-maker.”\n\nThe doctor moved around the side of the sobbing bunny, holding a piece of cotton and a bottle of rubbing alcohol in his disfigured hands. He peered down at the barbs, pretending to examine them more closely, but he had no intention of being as efficient as usual this time.\n\n“Let’s see now.. You’ve pushed them rather deep. I’m going to have to be very careful about getting these out.” As Aero said this, he curled his fingers around the wires, “Or not..” and promptly ripped the barbs from Jake’s flesh, creating a slightly bigger wound than the barbs had already made.\n\nAs Jake squealed in pain, Aero applied some alcohol to the ball of cotton. In reality, this wasn’t the best way to clean a wound, as the alcohol would kill tissue as well as bacteria, and thus hinder the healing process for awhile, but Aero was intent on tormenting Jake for his troublesome thrashing and his assault from earlier to get past the doctor to the lab doors, and the doctor knew how to cause pain under the guise of medicine. He even learned a few extra tricks he had never employed from a particularly eccentric squirrel, though those methods would possibly damage the boy more than he wanted. Just a few dabs of the alcohol was all it took to trigger another squeal and cause the table to shake with Jake’s reflexive movements.\n\nSome soap and a good, long rinse were really all that was needed in this case. Aero took hold of the exam table, and began wheeling Jake over to the sink, ignoring anything the buck had to say while he started filling the sink with water, grabbing the spray nozzle and lathering up a cloth with soap, Aero moved around Jake again, this time truly intent on tending to the wounds, though he pressed harder than necessary with the soapy cloth before spraying the wound with warm water for a while to rinse out any tiny debris that might still be inside the wound.\n\nAero retrieved the towel from the floor to blot the area dry, using the alcohol to help clean up the blood that had dribbled down his legs as well. After lightly shaving a small area around the wound to prevent fur from being pressed into it, Aero wrapped the wound in a bandage while the sink continued to fill.\n\nAero wasn’t finished with Jake yet. The dolphin opted to clean the blood off the boy’s face himself, rather than let the guards deal with the boy in the showers again. Once the sink was full enough, the dolphin cut the water. It was uncomfortably hot, but not to the point of scalding. Aero dipped a cloth into the water and lathered it up with soap, but instead of immediately using it on the boy’s face, his eyes shifted back to Jake, watching how uncomfortable the boy was with the dolphin’s unfriendly mood before gripping the boy’s head and dunking it suddenly under the water.\n\nAs Jake thrashed against his bonds and splashed water out of the sink, Aero kept a tight grip on the boy’s fur, pressing the soapy cloth into the water and against Jake’s stained face. The water lightly clouded pink and white from the soap and blood as Aero scrubbed roughly against the rabbit’s face, keeping his head fully submerged as he paid special attention to Jake’s fractured snout.\n\nAlthough the doctor wasn’t showing it, he was smiling inwardly, and the guards chuckled in amusement as they had caught on to the doctor’s apparent grudge against the little cub. As he knew exactly where the fracture was on the boy’s snout, he knew just where to press the cloth to cause Jake the most pain while at the same time being careful not to break the poor boy’s nose even further.\n\nEventually his rough and thorough cleaning was finished, and pulling from the fur on the back of Jake’s head, Aero lifted him out of the water to let him cough and sputter, gasping for breath from what could possibly seem to the boy as an attempt to drown him.\n\n“There we go. All clean, and with time to spare. You can take him with the exam table, if you wish. It’ll be easier.”\n\n“Got that right. Thanks, doc.”\n\nThe kangaroo then wheeled Jake out of the exam room, leaving the doctor to tend to the canine’s wounds.\n\n“I don’t think he likes you very much, kid.” The kangaroo chuckled at that for a moment. “Not a side of him you see very often. You must have really pissed him off.”\n\n---\n\nThe sudden and rough treatment as the kangaroo grabbed and forced him upward had cut off Jake’s plea sharply, his eyes opening wide with terror as he squirmed. Doctor Aero stood directly in front of him, issuing a greeting that was anything but friendly. As the rabbit focused on the unhappy dolphin, his breathing started to quicken again, ears wilting along with his expression. His bottom lip was quivering with barely contained fear as he followed the mammal with his eyes.\n\nAero casually placed himself behind Jake and to the side to examine the barbs in his legs while he held a lump of cotton and a bottle clearly labelled as alcohol. The buck immediately understood the implications, having had a wound assaulted with the substance before, so he continued to struggle and whimper, looking over his shoulder as the doctor voiced his thoughts. A sense of panic was on the rise as those creepy fingers wrapped around the wires leading to the barbs, but what came next caught Jake completely off guard.\n\nRather than remove the prongs carefully like he suggested, Doctor Aero unceremoniously ripped them out, causing Jake’s entire body to jerk violently as a shrill cry filled the air. His muscles were still very weak, but the fresh wave of pain made him shiver all over. A pitiful whine followed the extraction, but the cruel dolphin was far from finished. Before the young cub could even recover from the open wound, Aero dabbed a healthy quantity of alcohol into the cotton and pressed it into the holes.\n\nIn an instant, the pain went from a sizzle to a bonfire. The flesh burned and Jake screamed loudly in agony, convulsing against his restraints and the kangaroo as the doctor soaked the entire area in liquid pain. The table rattled audibly, Jake’s feet slapping the surface until it was over, but he continued to whine miserably well after Doctor Aero had ceased his torment. The wound continued to throb, and even though it slowly ebbed, the buck was too weak to keep himself upright. The kangaroo was thus forced to follow as the dolphin wheeled the table to a new location. The short trip was filled with breathless begging.\n\n“Please… no more… Don’t… don’t hurt me anymore… just… please…”\n\nBoth men ignored him, of course. Aero wordlessly turned on a faucet and acquired more implements to no doubt further his torture, but by the time the dolphin set to work properly cleaning and disinfecting the wound to Jake’s leg, the nerve-ending had gone into shock, making the entire area mostly numb. He still whimpered weakly though whenever he felt a needle-like sting, unable to watch anymore as the doctor tidied and finally bandaged the wound. By now Jake had hoped the worst of his present treatment was over, but the sink nearby was still filling.\n\nJake watched quietly as the dolphin turned off the faucet and soaked a rag. He looked ready to use it, but before doing so he turned to face the cub. Looking up at the mean mammal, his long, trembling ears drooped even further as he shrang under that cold stare. He knew Aero wasn’t nice, but there was an angry look in his eyes this time. It should’ve been a hint to what was coming, but Jake was completely unprepared when the doctor suddenly grasped his head and plunged him into the sink.\n\nA sharp, startled gasp gave Jake barely enough time to fill his lungs before he was thrust into the watery depths of the basin. His body immediately responded in outright terror, thrashing and struggling violently as he screamed beneath the surface. The experience was only made worse when Aero thrust a hand into the water alongside Jake’s head to clean him roughly. There was no compassion; in fact the dolphin seemed intent on causing pain as he directed much of his efforts towards the rabbit’s fractured snout.\n\nScreams erupted from Jake beneath the water as fresh, agonizing pain overwhelmed his senses. His struggling became even more frantic as bubbles raced from his open mouth to rise to the water’s surface and burst. Only a few seconds into this horrific treatment all the air had been expended from the cub’s lungs. His instinctual response was the take another breath, but instead of taking in air, water rushed down his throat, causing violent spasms as he quickly began to drown.\n\nFor the briefest of moments, Jake could feel his life fading. He couldn’t breath. His lungs were on the verge of filling with water. The murky world below the water’s surface was even beginning to fade away into darkness. He was dying. Doctor Aero was drowning him. Though the realization horrified him, it also filled him with an odd sense of calm. He was going to die. No one would hurt him again and maybe he’d get to see Sam again. Maybe--\n\nBefore he could finish the thought, Jake was suddenly yanked free of the water. He coughed raggedly, ejecting the water from his throat before throwing his head back to gasp sharply. It was like a kick in the stomach, but his lungs welcomed the air graciously before releasing it again in the form of breathless coughing and gagging. His eyes were wide with terror, unable to even express relief that he was still alive. The rabbit’s lungs burned and he couldn’t take enough breaths to satisfy his starved system.\n\nIt took him until the table was being wheeled back out into the hallway before Jake could breathe normally again, but his whole body was trembling with the horror of his near-drowning experience. The nightmare was already repeating in his head even as the kangaroo spoke while he pushed along the table bearing Jake like a tribal sacrifice. “He…” Jake wheezed, “He tried… to kill me! Wha… Why did he do that?! I--” The buck broke down into another fit of ragged coughing, doubling over in pain for a moment before a new, frightening thought entered his mind.\n\nSuddenly jerked upright again, Jake looked around frantically, still struggling to breathe frantically. “W-w-w-where are you taking me? W-w-what’s going on?”\n\n---\n\nThe kangaroo chuckled as Jake was trying to understand why the doctor treated him so roughly, but before he could answer, the hallway filled with echoing coughs and gags as the boy tried to clear the rest of the water from his lungs. The kangaroo was quite glad Jake was bound in place. He didn’t want to show it, but he was rather exhausted from his previous struggles with the frantic little buck. He waited until the boy’s coughing fit quieted down before answering.\n\n“Hell if I know what you did to piss him off, but he’s going to hold onto that grudge for a long, long time. If I were you, I wouldn’t get myself injured any more. The fewer trips you have to make to the clinic, the fewer chances he’ll have to hurt you. Heh, what am I saying? You’re Omega’s boy. You and the doctor are going to get to know each other intimately.”\n\nAlthough Jake seemed to miss that last bit, he had suddenly started to become frantic again, but at least the roo didn’t have to struggle with him anymore. He was quite relieved at that, although Jake was anything but calm, questioning what was going to happen to him now.\n\n“I’m taking you back to Omega, of course.”\n\nAt that point, the table had rounded the corner, and then later moved through those double-doors and into the lobby. There was a pool of lapine blood on the floor where the guard was attacked, but the body had already been taken away. Aside from the slaves, with one sobbing raccoon recovering from her last attack, semen dripping slowly from between her legs, only the clerk was in the room.\n\nOmega was nowhere to be seen until he emerged from the public restroom, drying his face with a paper towel from the dispenser before he spotted Jake. He grinned as he finished drying his face, reaching into the door to dispose of the paper towel before approaching the boy. As much as he would have liked to torment the boy with his muzzle and teeth stained with another lapine’s blood, after killing one of his guards, Omega was done with chases for now.\n\n“That was fast.”\n\n“Yeah the doc cleaned Jake himself.. rather roughly.”\n\nOmega’s brow raised at this, and he soon noticed the heavy bandaging around Jake’s calf. It seemed the doctor was a little less efficient with removing taser prongs as he had been in the past. He could only have imagined how he elected to clean the boy’s face, but he had a feeling it was purposefully unpleasant. Omega chuckled as he held out his paw for the keys the guard had retrieved from the lab.\n\n“Damn. Looks like I missed all the fun. Well, let’s not waste any more time. You and I have a few more things to get done, Jake, and I’ll bet you’re hungry too. Heh, after chasing you through the halls for so long, I’ve been craving some meat, myself.”\n\nOmega moved to the examination table, chuckling as he noticed the straps wrapped tightly over Jake’s legs. Omega kept himself behind Jake, certain the boy would hurt himself if he began to thrash too much, testing the strap on his upper-calf before loosening it slightly, just enough to allow some blood-flow back through Jake’s bound legs, then wheeling the boy out through the double-doors and into the parking lot. It was eerily empty. Even the bus was gone by now.\n\n“So let’s talk food, Jake. My stock tends to get cheap processed food that doesn’t have much of a taste, but for my little buck, you can have a nice treat. What would you like?”\n\nOmega waited for Jake to answer as he wheeled the boy in the direction of the small room leading to his private elevator.\n\n---\n\nNothing the kangaroo had to say was comforting Jake at all. Least of all the promise of many future visits to Doctor Aero who would be holding a grudge against him for, according to the guard, an unreasonably long time. The poor rabbit didn’t even understand why the dolphin was so angry with him that he’d cause such terrible pain. Bumping into him during his escape attempt was an accident, and though he couldn’t accurately recall the torturous time spent strapped to the table, he remembered kicking at something during his initial struggle. Did he strike the doctor? Is that why he was so mad? The buck shivered as drops of water continued to fall from his wet face.\n\nThe only worse news than another visit with the creepy, hostile dolphin was that he was headed back towards Omega. That one simple answer as they rounded a corner in the corridor, made Jake’s heart sink. He gently rested on his calves, wincing as his weight pressed against the bandaged wound. It still hurt, but his thoughts were focused elsewhere right now. Specifically, on the path ahead. The ornate doors were coming up again and this time he had no control over whether he passed through them again. As they neared his heart started to race, instincts twinging with the memory of that predatory scent, those yellow, frightening eyes and sharp canine teeth.\n\n“N--no, no no! I-I-I don’t want to go back to him, please,” he whimpered. “Please don’t make me, please, I--” Before he could utter another word, the table struck the double doors and pushed them open. The warmly lit room beyond made him squint, not from the brightness, but the imagery it assaulted him with. Though everything in the lobby was ornately decorated with a red and gold motif, the fact remained that slaves lined either side of the long room, locked into fancy stockades that bound their heads and paws and forced them to stand while patrons helped themselves to their naked backsides.\n\nHe knew this now, especially after witnessing the young raccoon girl enduring such treatment before he’d been taken away earlier. She was alone now, sobbing quietly with a puddle of fluid accumulating between her feet. Jake winced inwardly and looked down at himself, squirming as he tried to hide his own loins between his legs. He still found the exposure humiliating whenever he had the wherewithal to acknowledge the fact he’d been naked all this time. So much had happened since those men kidnapped him that his traumatized mind had buried the details of his worst memories behind a hazy fog.\n\nAs the guard led Jake further into the room, his frightened gaze locked onto the large pool of blood where the hare had been when he died. There was so much red, all of it darker than the rug that spread from the entrance to the back of the room where an elevator resided. The sight of that man’s crimson fluid soaking into part of the rug and coagulating over the tiled floor, made Jake sick to his stomach again. As terrible as it was, what drew his attention next was so much worse.\n\nOmega had just emerged from the facilities, still naked as he wiped his face with a paper-towel. When those eyes locked onto him again, Jake’s heart skipped a beat. Wincing, the rabbit doubled over and closed his own eyes tightly, shuddering as he listened to the wolf’s approach. He had to control himself, like those guards had been talking about. According to them his condition could be managed. If he could just… stop thinking about those teeth… that frightening predatory musk…\n\nThe two men conversed over Jake for a few moments, but when Omega directly addressed him, the buck jumped and ducked his head further, hunching his shoulders. He couldn’t bear to look at the wolf, especially now that his proximity was filling the immediate vicinity with his scent. The hairs of the back of the rabbit’s neck and back were rising with his instinctual distress. He wanted desperately to run again, even though he knew it was hopeless. Every time he tried to escape so far, something terrible would happen.\n\nDespite his steadily growing terror, the mention of eating made the cub’s stomach grumble again. Jake’s focus quickly shifted as the hunger pains returned in full force. He’d never gone this long without eating before. He didn’t even know what time it was, but it had to be late in the day now, and he--the sudden sensation of a finger probing around the strap securing his calf made him flinch in surprise. He wasn’t sure of Omega’s intention until the pressure was suddenly eased off enough for circulation to return to his toes. Jake hadn’t even been aware of any loss of sensation until the blood started pumping again. Both legs from the knee down began to tingle with life, causing the cub to flex and writhe uncomfortably beneath the straps as Omega proceeded to wheel him through the entrance.\n\nThe doors slamming open startled Jake, causing him to open his eyes wide and look up. Before him was the underground garage again, only a lot less populated now. The bus was gone and so were most of the guards. Not a single cub from the vehicle remained and the entire empty space was dead silent save for the squeaking of the table’s wheels as Omega turned to the left and proceeded to the door he’d first come from when Jake had arrived. As the wolf walked along, he continued to talk about food. He quickly explained the sort of meals his regular slaves were given, and the drab description made the buck grimace. Apparently though, according to Omega, Jake would be fed a lot better, and when he was asked what he would like, he couldn’t help fantasizing over all the different dishes he would’ve wanted.\n\n“I…” he started to say, but before another word could form, his mental image of food was suddenly replaced with that of Samantha. She didn’t look dead in his mind; her eyes were bright and vibrant and she was smiling. It broke his heart. “I… I want to bury Sam… Please. I-I don’t care about a casket or… or a pretty dress, I just… S-she deserves better. Can… can I bury her after w-w-we eat?”\n\n---\n\nOmega was more than pleased to see the fear in Jake upon his return. The boy had to close his eyes and keep the wolf out of his sight to remain rational. He did open his eyes once they went out into the parking lot, but never once looked back in the wolf’s direction. There was little doubt left in Omega’s mind that Jake had the gene he wanted, and in another hour, he would know for certain.\n\nJake paused after starting to make a request for food, and Omega frowned at what he heard next. The wolf was quick to move on after the death of his guard, but Jake was still caught up on that squirrel. This had some benefits, but for now, Omega was simply annoyed. He let out a long sigh before responding.\n\n“You’re asking me to deliver my end of a deal we never made, Jake. If you didn’t want the body bad enough to fuck it, I’m not going to waste my time bargaining with it again.”\n\nOmega paused for a moment to let that sink in before continuing as the guard at the door to the private elevator unlocked the outer door. Omega wheeled Jake inside the small room populated with two guards who watched Omega wheel his new captive towards the elevator in the back. The exam table was too big to fit in the elevator, so as the outer door was closed behind them, Omega began loosening the straps on Jake’s legs as he continued.\n\n“Look, I’ve already ordered the body to be taken care of. It should be at its destination by now. Forget the body and start thinking about food. Do you want to eat or not?”\n\nOmega finished unstrapping Jake’s legs, and hoisted the boy off of the exam table and over his shoulder as he had done before, resisting the urge to cup that small, soft butt for now as he waited for a reply, picking up his key from the exam table, pressing it into the panel beside the elevator door. Omega gave the key a quarter-turn, swiftly typed in his code, then another quarter-turn. Two beeps sounded as the elevator doors opened, and the wolf stepped inside with his little captive.\n\nThere were four labeled buttons on the console inside the elevator which Jake was able to briefly see before the wolf turned around, marked “Office”, “Front Lobby”, “Garage”, and “B-2”. Omega pressed the button labeled “Office” and the elevator began to ascend towards the top floor.\n\n---\n\nThat extended sigh before Omega replied made Jake hunch his shoulders even further, ears pressing flat against his back. He hadn’t really expected the scary wolf to change his mind, but when he brought up the buck’s initial terms of the bargain, he felt compelled to argue in his defense. After everything he’d been through and everything Samantha had put herself through for him, who was he to refuse such an awful deed in exchange for a little dignity in death for his friend? The idea still sickened him deeply, but the squirrel had made sacrifices for him that she’d clearly found abhorrent.\n\n“I said I’d do it though, I did! I-I-I just… I don’t know… how...” Jake stammered, groaning in disgust and shame as the words left his mouth. “But I-I-I’ll deliver, I promise, just… please. I have to… for her…” The buck broke down into tears again, shuddering and sobbing quietly as the table continued to roll along. Omega didn’t respond at first, and perhaps he hadn’t even heard clearly with Jake’s back to him. Only after they’d reached the door and passed through into the small room beyond did the wolf continue as he set to work loosening the straps. What he had to say was unpleasant though.\n\n“But--!” he started to say, even as Omega was telling him to forget about Samantha, but the man talked over him, posing his question like a subtle threat, should Jake continue this line of conversation. The boy wilted again and sighed. The wolf was unmoving on the subject. He’d had one last chance to show his dead companion he could make a sacrifice for her and he blew it. That sudden realization that Omega would no longer entertain his wishes made Jake sink into depression before he finally answered that pressing query. “Yes, please…”\n\nWhen the straps finally came free, the rabbit was too miserable and sore to even bother moving. Grief was temporarily overriding the instincts demanding he escape while he could. He allowed the narrow window of opportunity to shrink until Omega scooped him up and tossed him over his shoulder like a fuzzy sack of potatoes. Jake hung limply at first until he caught sight of the wolf picking up a key from the table. Curiosity got the better of him and the rabbit raised his upper body, twisting around to one side to see what was happening.\n\nHoisting himself up in this position was awkward and uncomfortable but he watched with a growing sense of hopelessness as Omega slotted the key and performed a series of rotations and code entries that flashed by quicker than Jake’s inexperienced eyes could follow. Two beeps signalled the elevator doors’ opening and he promptly slipped and dropped down against the wolf’s back as he was carted into the tiny room.\n\nA whine escaped the cub as he realized the significance of that complex means of accessing the elevator. This was the point of no return. The instant those doors closed, he would officially be imprisoned. There was no way Jake could remember the sequence to unlock the door, and as this was to his limited knowledge the only way out of this place, escape was no longer an option. He thought his hopes of freedom a futile dream now, until he caught a quick glimpse of the floors the elevator serviced. Among them he recognized the floor he was most likely on along with the ominous label “B-2”.\n\nThe only other floors were “Front Lobby” and “Office”. Even after losing sight of the panel as Omega turned around to face the closing doors, he suspected they were heading for the office. What gave him a glimmer of hope though was that final floor. He could only assume the front lobby was on ground level and though he had no clue as to the true nature of this nightmare facility, an escape from the main entrance might be his only real chance. The only problem was… Omega had the key to the elevator. And Jake couldn’t even begin to recall the complicated process utilized to gain access. His little bubble of hope popped again as he sighed.\n\nThough he would’ve preferred to take this elevator ride in silence, there was a worrying curiosity he needed to sate. “W-w-what’s on B-2…? Is it… r-really as bad as that lady was saying?” As he hung limply, fidgeting occasionally while the elevator ascended, the buck struggled to contain his instinctual terror. Being in the arms of this wolf was deeply unsettling, especially without any major pain to distract himself.\n\n---\n\nOmega noticed when Jake tried to peer around to get a look at what he would surely believe was his only escape route. While it was indeed the only direct link between the front and the illegal areas of Omega’s hotel, Jake would probably have a better chance if he could manage to get to the garage, and sneak out through a tunnel, but even if he got that far, he would have to find a way through the heavily trapped forests to avoid the unguarded paths. A LOT of money and effort went into the security of the underground tunnels, and their entrances. Jake would have better luck trying to find a place to hide in the underground.\n\nHowever, if Jake believed this elevator was the best way out, he would get a frightening surprise, should he fail to enter the code correctly, or with the key in the correct positions, then he could be discouraged strongly from attempting this again, as well as stealing anything belonging to his new master. Jake would have plenty of opportunities to see the code entered. Omega was eager to see the terror in Jake’s eyes when he was caught in the attempt to hijack the private elevator. If he somehow managed to enter the code correctly, he would have to plan ahead on how to get past the guards posted at the doors on every floor except B-2. If he was foolish enough to go down there, he wouldn’t want to stay long.\n\nStill, Jake was unusually and morbidly curious about B-2 after what the mouse in the lab had said. Omega raised a brow at this morbid curiosity. While it would have been quite delicious to see the look in Jake’s eyes when he learned the true nature of B-2, there were many frights Omega was saving for a later date, and this one wasn’t going to be explored any time soon. Still, it had already been said that slaves don’t ever come out of there once they go in. A tiny bit of new information wouldn’t make it any less frightening when Jake was able to see it for himself.\n\n“I’ll show it to you some day. You’ll be only the third slave to come back out again. For now though, you’re not ready to learn about B-2. Even most of my staff and slaves don’t know it exists.”\n\nAs Omega finished, the elevator came to a halt. Two loud beeps from the other side of the door signaled its arrival, and as the door opened into another small room, a single husky guard was sitting in a chair, looking back over his shoulder to make sure it was in fact his boss coming through the doors, though he had little doubt anyone else using the elevator would choose this floor to stop. Once he confirmed it was Omega, a silent greeting was all he gave as he returned his gaze to the laptop in front of him, playing a video of two little boys having sex, giving loud and cute groans while doing so.\n\nThe husky was blatantly jerking off to the video, breathing heavily as he had suddenly gained an audience. Omega payed it no mind as he walked on by, however as the husky glanced over to see the naked and bound bunny riding on the wolf’s shoulder, he suddenly groaned out, and shot his load out and onto the floor below, panting as he leaned back in his chair and kept a lustful gaze on the new young cub.\n\nAs the video was still playing, one thing Jake may have noticed was a symbol drawn in dead tissue on the outer-thighs of both of the boys in the video. If Jake noticed this, he might start to draw some early conclusions if he also happened to notice the same symbol on the outer-thighs of the other slaves Jake had seen thus far. It was the symbol of the greek letter omega, distinguishing these slaves as property of the wolf.\n\nOmega left through the door out of the small room into a more fancy area of the hotel than Jake had seen thus far, with a pretty carpet, or at least pretty to anyone who didn’t mind the stitchings of tastefully nude characters of all ages and mythical creatures posing along repeating segments of the carpet. Similar drawings lined the walls, as well. Security cameras were facing every door and in every corner, but Omega didn’t go far before slotting his key into the door to his office, and stepping inside.\n\nThe door had to be locked by key from the inside as well. Once Omega turned to do this, Jake could get a good look inside the room. Chains and shackles were on three of the four walls, as well as on the floor in front of Omega’s desk, and two lengths of rope hanging from the ceiling, tied to four leather cuffs in the middle of the room. Under one pair of shackles was a leather couch, and another pair attached to a ring in the floor at the foot of the couch. A single door with multiple locks along the side was at the back of the room, and to the right, a large white bed-sheet with a huge dry blood stain hung against the wall.\n\nOn the desk, Jake may have noticed a cylindrical lid-like object with a rod extending from the cap to a metal attachment in the shape of the greek letter omega, and as the wolf approached his desk, he casually picked up the lid and placed it on top of a longer cylindrical object, with the symbol inside, and flipped a switch on the base. A hissing noise came from the object as Omega moved around his desk and placed Jake on his feet before sitting down in his chair, an arm wrapped around the boy to pull him into his captor’s lap as he settled in, and leaned forward to the intercom, holding down one of the buttons as he spoke.\n\n“Hey Chef, you there?”\n\n“I’m here, top. I’ll have your order ready in about ten more minutes. Is your new boy ready to order?”\n\n“I assume so, if he wants to eat now.” Omega kept his finger on the button as he turned his attention to Jake. “Go ahead, kid. Tell the Chef what you’d like. Anything you want, he can probably make better than anyone else who might have cooked for you before.”\n\n---\n\nThe answer Jake received was both frightening and disappointingly uninformative. He didn’t know what was worse, the fact that according to Omega only two others ever visited B-2, or that the wolf thought he wasn’t ready to know what really went on down there. The buck shivered noticeably and squirmed a little against the handcuffs still binding his wrists. For a man who had no qualms about causing terror, pain and even death, to withhold information was not just worrying, it was downright scary.\n\nWhen the elevator announced their arrival, the rabbit jumped and folded his legs against his backside. His breathing had quickened again as the doors opened, but Jake couldn’t see much from his position. Unfortunately, however, his long slender ears despite still aching were as receptive as ever. He picked up very disturbing sounds coming from the room beyond as Omega walked forward. They were voices and they sounded young. Jake was immediately reminded of the fancy room in the basement and the raccoon girl that was being raped.\n\nAutomatically assuming the worst of this new environment, the buck tried to make himself smaller, burying his face into the small of Omega’s back despite the strong, predatory musk that filled his nostrils and made his instincts go haywire. There was little he could do draped over the wolf’s shoulder though, and as they approached the guard Jake slowly realized the noises sounded tinny, like they weren’t in the same room. Curiosity got the better of him and he pulled away from the naked lupine and twisted his spine in an effort to see where the sexual sounds were coming from.\n\nWhat he saw was not just upsetting, it was revolting and embarrassing. A canine guard sat in a chair in front of a screen displaying two naked cubs doing unspeakable things to each other, the sight of which made Jake’s expression scrunch up in disgust. To make the display worse, the husky was jerking a paw up and down his meaty, throbbing erection from tip to knot as he panted in pleasure. While Omega crossed the room, that vile man looked in his direction and only a second later groaned loudly as a white, stringy fluid erupted from the tip of his penis.\n\nWith wide eyes and a growing nausea, Jake looked away and dry-gagged. He couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. Everyone in this place was either cruel or insane, with Omega easily being both. That husky was especially repulsive though, and after what he’d just witnessed, the cub couldn’t bear to even look in his direction again. Instead, he waited until the wolf carted him out of the room and closed the door. At this point he thought himself safe from the awful imagery of that dog and what was playing on his screen, but as Omega continued towards his office, this new area only continued to assault his senses.\n\nNearly every surface on the otherwise fancy room was plastered with renderings of naked creatures of all ages. Not a single one he saw was wearing clothing, and though it was all illustrated very artistically like something out of a museum, in this awful setting it was a frightening reminder that he might never get to feel the comfort of clothing again. He thought himself lucky that he didn’t have to bear this sight for long before Omega reached his office and entered, but the wolf’s place a business was like nothing he’d ever seen before. As the man turned around to close and lock the door to his room, Jake was horrified to see all of the various forms of restraints; shackles, chains and cuffs. Some hung from the ceiling and others were in odd places, like the cubby beneath Omega’s large fancy desk.\n\nThe whole room, despite its visual appeal, said ‘dungeon’ rather than ‘office’, and the door with multiple locks and a blood-soaked bed-sheet hanging beside it only worsened the image. Jake was trembling and whimpering by the time the wolf turned around again to spare him the nightmarish setting he’d been thrust into. With the frightening stimulus gone momentarily, the rabbit squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Omega’s back again as he was led to the man’s desk.\n\nWhen they arrived, Jake was finally removed from the wolf’s shoulder and permitted to stand, but not before he prepared something on his desk that sizzled. The instant Jake was on his feet again, he wobbled and stiffened with the urge to run, but he hesitated long enough for Omega to settled into his chair and force the rabbit into his lap. The arm wrapped around his chest held Jake tightly as he breathed quietly and frantically, body rigid with barely contained terror as wild eyes darted all around the room. He took in the weird device on the table, listening to it crackle nearby as it radiated heat. Though he had no idea what it was, it frightened him deeply.\n\nJake jumped nervously as Omega leaned forward to speak into his intercom and address his Chef. The two conversed for a few seconds before suddenly the spotlight was on him. They were expecting him to order, but the cub was too tense to concentrate at the moment. There was long drawn out silence as he worked his jaw silently before words were able to form. “Ah… s-s-s-salad? With… um… c-carrots… lettuce… t--” As he tried to list off his favorite vegetables, Jake gaze kept drawing back to that device on the table. It continued to sizzle and from the heat it was putting off he could tell it was getting very hot.\n\n“Tomatoes…? A… anything else, r-r-really, just n--no meat. And j… juice? A-a-a drink. I--” Still staring at the cylinder on the desk, Jake was growing increasingly nervous. He’d barely been able to make out the symbol it bore from the entrance to the room before Omega turned it on, but it had looked familiar. “M-Mister Omega...? W-w-what is that?”\n\n---\n\n“Alright, I’ll have it ready before the meat’s done. What kind of juice? Apple juice? Veggie?”\n\nThe cook waited for Jake to confirm what he wanted before signing off. Jake’s question had initially gone ignored, but his question came at the moment the light on the base turned from red to green.\n\n“Ah good, it’s done.”\n\nWith that, Omega stood from his chair and kicked it aside before roughly pressing Jake down onto the desk, pressing his own body against the back of the startled rabbit as he moved his arms behind him to find Jake’s flailing legs swinging up, trying to do some damage to the naked wolf who was suddenly on top of him.\n\n“Remember when I said I was going to make you my own?”\n\nWith that, Omega picked up his keys, keeping a paw on Jake’s back as he unlocked the cuffs and quickly forced Jake’s arms over the front edge of the desk, shifting them to one paw as he reached beyond the desk for a chain. One by one he locked both of Jake’s paws into shackles attached to the chain. Jake’s frantic thrashing against Omega’s body was causing his knot to swell as it pressed against Jake’s soft rump while he tightened the shackles around the boy’s wrists, leaning down to let hot, carnivorous breath wash over those long ears as he spoke.\n\n“Mmmm, but first, let’s kill some time before we eat.”\n\nWith a low growl, Omega slipped behind Jake, quickly moving to restrain the boy’s legs. As powerful as they were, Omega was more than confident in his ability to restrain the legs of an 8-year-old cub, his experience allowing few to no opportunities for Jake to land a kick. He forced Jake’s ankles into two more shackles, these further apart than the ones on his wists, forcing his legs apart as the chains rattled wildly.\n\nOnce those legs were secure, Omega moved around to the front of the desk to pull the chain attached to Jake’s wrists through a loop, tightening the slack until Jake was pulled against the top of the desk, restricting his movements before the wolf raised his head to eye-level with the boy and grinned, licking his teeth playfully before moving out of Jake’s sight. Behind the boy, he slowly slid his sheath down over his swollen shaft, his knot popping free before the wolf pressed his body against Jake’s once more, lightly poking his tip against the soft white fur on Jake’s rump, loving the reaction this frightening act achieved.\n\n“Mmmm I just want to fuck you right here. I want to rip into you and ruin you, break you, let you bleed to death right here. Ah, but I can’t let you die, Jake, not with that wonderful condition you have. Enjoy your virginity while it lasts.”\n\nWith that, the wolf nuzzled his shaft in between those soft cheeks, and thrust into them. groaning as the soft fur brushed his cock as he slid his shaft between them, using his paws to press those cheeks against both sides of that canid shaft and knot as they slid up and down against the boy. With loud groans, Omega pleasured himself with his favorite bunny’s soft rump, soon leaning over him, pressing his body against Jake again as those lustful paws ran up and down Jake’s side, grinding and moaning over Jake’s ears, listening to the cute and frantic noises the little bunny was making, along with the exhilarating rattle of chains.\n\n---\n\nWhen the Chef wanted to confirm what kind of juice, Jake hesitated. His eyes were still glued to that object on the desk, and the fact Omega hadn’t answered him was deeply troubling. It took him a few moments to work up enough saliva in his mouth to speak, and all he could say was, “V… v-v-veggie.” After that the intercom hung up and suddenly things went from bad to worse. The light on the device changed color, to the wolf’s apparent satisfaction and then suddenly he was on his feet.\n\nThe chair was kicked away and simultaneously, the rabbit was thrown painfully against the desk. Jake’s heart leapt into his throat as he cried out in surprise before the large lupine pressed him flat and held him in place. The cub’s natural response was to use his agile legs defensively, but Omega was already reaching down to fend them off before they could be of any use. And as he did so he spoke into the buck’s trembling ears. The reminder of what he’d been told kickstarted a new level of panic in Jake, his breathing becoming rapid and labored as he whimpered loudly.\n\n“N… no, no, please!” he cried. Tears began to well up and trickle down his terrified face. At this moment he entirely expected to suffer the same fate as Samantha, that this would truly be the end for him. With his mortality staring him in the face, it was no surprise that the second his handcuffs were unlocked Jake’s flailing and thrashing intensified.\n\nOmega kept a firm hold of his arms though, forcing them over his head as they moved from one restraint to another. They were separate this time though and the straps hadn’t been tightened yet, so Jake frantically tugged on his wrists, trying to free them, but the wolf suddenly leaned against him even further, pressing a worrying lump against his backside. He breathed hot and heavy against the buck’s trembling ears as he continued to verbally taunt his prey and fasten the shackles around his wrists until they ached. The terrified cub hadn’t once stopped making hysterical whining cries, and they only increased in pitch as his arms became hopelessly trapped.\n\nThe chain was still moderately slack, so once the wolf released him to contend with his feet, Jake threw his arms up to the extent his bonds would allow and tried to grasp the edge of the desk so he could wriggle forward. Even though he kicked continuously during his struggle, he didn’t get very far at all before each leg became trapped as well. The shackles forced him into an undignified position with his backside exposed and unprotected. At this point Jake wasn’t able to escape, but it didn’t stop him from trying.\n\nAs Omega moved away to come around the desk, Jake sat up as much as he could on the desk, tugging at all four restraints in turn, praying one of them was still loose. All hope quickly vanished as the chain was adjusted. He tried to resist, by the shortening length forced him flat against the desk and stretched his arms until not only he couldn’t move, but the shackles were pulling each of his limbs to their limits. The rabbit had effectively been stretched across the desk top like a sheet of cloth. And if that wasn’t bad enough, before disappearing behind him again, Omega flashed a frightening grin and licked his lips like the predator he was.\n\nJake’s terror was escalating to very familiar heights, akin to when he’d been chased, or had watched Samantha die. Every muscle in his body strained against his restraints as he whimpered and sobbed loudly. By this point he had a good idea of what was coming, and it was only confirmed in the worst of ways when something suddenly prodded against one of his cheeks. His whole body tensed and he squealed with anticipatory horror. Omega continued to describe what he wanted to do to Jake with details he didn’t want to know or hear, and though he admitted he couldn’t, those final words filled the rabbit with fear.\n\nHe didn’t know what virginity was, but he assumed it had something to do with what Omega was preparing for. That alone was enough to compel him to desperation. “No, please! Please, don’t! I don’t want it, I don’t! Let me go! Ple-he-hease!” Sobbing loudly, Jake pressed his face against the desk, his tears already beginning to soak the surface with his misery. His begging was ignored as usual of course, while something hot and slimy suddenly pressing against his rump, in-between his fuzzy cheeks. His anus reflexively clenched even though the wolf for the moment was content to use the narrow canal it resided in to pleasure his shaft.\n\nThough Omega forced the flesh against the slick surface of his penis, Jake unfortunately found himself assisting by tensing his muscles around the vile intrusion. There was nothing he could do to stop that eager organ from jerking up and down between his cheeks as the wolf thrusted again and again. Jake thought the present situation couldn’t get much worse, but then Omega leaned over him closely, groaning loudly with lust as he continued gyrating and started to molest the parts of the buck he could still reach.\n\nThe lupine’s touch made Jake’s skin crawl, sending chills up his spine as Omega expressed his pleasure so close to those trembling ears that all he could hear were those heavy breaths and blissful moans. The cub’s entire body trembled with revulsion, his limbs tugging painfully at the chains that bound them until they elicited a chorus of rattles to accompany his pitiful whimpering and whining. Omega extracted every little sound of displeasure possible until the rabbit couldn’t even form words to continue begging for his torment to stop.\n\nHe was trapped in a living nightmare and there was nothing he could do. The wolf groped every part of his body that wasn’t pressed against the desk, even his sensitive ears which received unwelcome licks and nuzzles until they would jerk away to escape. Omega would even reach down to Jake’s face to drag his slimy tongue across a cheek to lap up his tears, a process which only served to produce more along with the pathetic cries he sought. He just wanted it to be over.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "HOTEL OMEGA

An RP/Collaboration by MystBunny and Mizzyam

Part 2

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This collaboration will contain cubs being murdered and raped in graphic, detailed scenes. If you are the least bit squeamish about such content, you are justified in not reading this material. If you proceed beyond this point, please refrain from complaining about the content that you have just been warned about. Neither I or Mizzyam are responsible for anyone ignoring this warning.

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(Document saved in Open Office. This is recommended for reading as the posts alternate in color.)

In no time at all, Jake had thrown all sense of caution to the wind. He even lost what remained of his modesty as his limbs began flailing in all directions, causing that tiny sheath and scrotum to flop and bounce erratically as he strained painfully against the strap that was tightened down so much he couldn’t take a full breath anymore; which didn’t really matter since he was breathing so quickly, blood-soaked nostrils flaring and nose twitching rapidly, that he was on the verge of hyperventilating again.

Though the strap secured him to the table, Jake still fought with it, even tried to squirm his way under it by sliding his body down towards his feet. All the while the horse struggled to restrain him, but the poor rabbit was completely enveloped in terror. He struck out at the equine with such reckless abandon and violence that under normal circumstances he would’ve surprised even himself. The idea of being naked and restrained in the presence of this doctor and his predatory assistant was too much for his fragile mind to handle.

Even as blunt as his claws were, the guard fussing with his wild thrashing was scratched hard enough to draw blood and interrupt his efforts to pin the bunny down. Jake hardly noticed, in fact he didn’t even register the other lapin coming in to help his buddy, much less the sudden assault to the dolphin inflicted by his frantically kicking feet. His head whipped side to side and his arms struck the horse and hare that attempted to force his limbs back under the strap. The only thing louder than his heels and feet slapping against the steel table, were his desperate cries and pleas as he fought.

“No! Please!” he shrieked. “Let me go! I wanna go home! Let go of me, let go! Get away from me!”

Samantha watched helplessly as Jake completely succumbed to terror. It was worse than she could’ve imagined because his reaction wasn’t just a result of his condition, which was bad enough. His fear came from both fronts, basic instincts and common sense. There was no reason not to be afraid, knowing even half of what was coming, but the fox’s presence coupled with the use of restraints and Jake’s irrational fear of needles had brought him to the brink of sanity.

As she watched, the squirrel wanted so desperately to run to her friend, but the lapin guard’s threat and imposing finger kept her in place, hugging herself and shivering as she whined sympathetically. The older mouse boy near her didn’t seem nearly as upset, but when the doctor had been struck he turned away sharply and snorted into his paw. The sight made her angry, as she could plainly see he was amused by what he saw. There was nothing funny at all about Jake’s abuse; the doctor got what he deserved, plain and simple.

Eventually the two guards began to gain the upper hand, forcing both of Jake’s arms under the first strap, but they couldn’t do much more than hold the thrashing buck down until the doctor recovered enough to turn the crank and secure those troublesome limbs properly. The increasingly limited mobility and breathing room was only intensifying the rabbit’s terror though, as convulsed bodily against his binding. Eventually Samantha could take it anymore and she rushed towards Jake. Before she even got close however, the mouse that had been standing nearby caught and held her back.

She looked up at the older boy angrily, but saw a sorrowful look in his eyes as he shook his head. That gesture immediately told her what a terrible mistake she’d nearly made, but she still had to do something, anything, to calm her friend. If she couldn’t physically do it, then she had to reveal one of the lesser known techniques she’d learned about. Jake would no doubt be angry at her, but she had no choice. Any longer like this, and his health would be at risk.

“P-put a towel on his head!” she cried, struggling against the mouse as she raised her voice to be heard over the commotion. “Please! Cover his head! He can’t--he needs it, please! You--you have to listen to me!” She didn’t care who heard at this point, as no one else in the room really seemed to care about what was transpiring. Beyond expressing mixed emotions, not a single person came to help, or even address the event for more than a few seconds.

For several moments after shouting to the group of men, she wasn’t sure they’d heard or even cared to listen as more and more straps were stretched over Jake’s violently struggling little body and tightened down. Though they did well to restrict his movements, the rabbit’s terror and panic only increased the less he was able to squirm. Once his feet were pinned down, the greatest show of resistance he could show besides twisting side to side, was the slapping of the back of his knees against the steel table. He was effectively immobilized, but he was far from stationary. Nothing held his head either, which was banging repeatedly against the metal beneath it as the boy screamed in protest.

Eventually one of the guards, the rabbit specifically, seemed to actually register Samantha’s suggestion as, once Jake was secured he produced a white towel from a nearby shelf and draped it over the boy’s head. The cub was watching in wide-eyed terror as the fabric came down over his face, but once it settled into place the effect it had was significant. Jake’s entire body tensed at first, then continued to squirm but with surprisingly less vigor. Over the next several seconds he settled down to the occasional twitching and jerking of each limb. The frantic breathing remained constant, his chest rising and falling rapidly against the painfully tight chest strap as the towel shook with every exhale, but the boy had ceased his efforts to escape and fell silent except for the occasional breathy whimper and whine.

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The mouse was pretty much emotionally distant from anything he had seen in the lab time and time again, but he couldn’t hold back that giggle as the mean doctor took the hard shot to the face and gut. Though he knew nothing could be done about Jake’s torment, he didn’t realize just how upsetting this act was as misinterpreted by Jake’s friend. He turned back around when he recomposed himself, ready to assume his duty of taking Jake to be X-rayed. Hopefully his own similarities to the new boy would be enough to keep him calm for awhile, as he knew there was inevitably plenty of terrifying trials for this frightened younger cub.

As Samantha tried to rush over to help Jake, however, all of the mouse’s emotions came to the surface. His face showed his sympathy, and his eyes were starting to fog up as he grabbed Samantha’s arm. He wanted to tell her something, anything, to make her feel better, but all he could manage to do was shake his head. Nothing good could come of her interference for either herself or Jake.

As Samantha desperately pleaded with the three adults to put a towel over Jake’s head, none of them were in a position to do this. They all understood what Samantha meant, though they didn’t respond to her, instead struggling to keep those powerful legs still while the doctor finished cranking down the last of the straps on the now completely helpless but no less terrified lapine.

Once Jake was properly secured, the hare guard looked behind him to the shelves, stepping quickly over to them to get a towel, and promptly draped it over Jake’s head, lightly holding his head so that he couldn’t shake it off of his eyes. Both guards and the doctor were breathing heavily by the time Jake had stopped thrashing. A wave of calm swept across the whole lab as most of the slaves breathed a sigh of relief, including the mouse who finally let go of Samantha’s arm, while the others in lab coats simply returned to their work.

The mouse put a paw against Samantha’s shoulder as she started to approach Jake again to get her attention, leaning closer to whisper to her.

“They’re pulling out all the stops to keep him calm. Just.. do what they say for now. I’ll try to keep him from getting upset or hurting himself.”

As the mouse said this, his attention was quickly drawn to the bunny guard, freezing and tightening his grip on Samantha’s shoulder as the hare unholstered his taser, thinking the weapon was about to be pointed at him for maybe trying to tell the squirrel something he shouldn’t be, but instead, the hare pointed the taser at the defenseless bunny on the exam table, but his eyes never left Samantha, breathing heavily still, from the exertion of restraining Jake.

“Thanks for the tip. Now I hope for his sake you’ll be a good little cunt and allow us to strap you to a table as well?”

---

Though Samantha let out a relieved sigh along with half the occupants in the room, it was short-lived. She attempted to approach the now calmed buck, hoping to stay by his side, but the mouse rested a paw on her shoulder and whispered quietly to her. He promised to help look out for Jake, but she was still hesitant. Despite what the boy said, it didn’t look like the doctor or guards were doing anything at all to keep her friend calm. Only the fox slave had done anything positive by removing herself from sight when she realized the impact her presence she was having. The only truly effective solution had to be shouted at them in desperation. And even that hadn’t been well received.

Once the mouse said his piece, he backed away in fear as the lapin guard equipped his taser. The man locked eyes with Samantha, who worried much like the other boy that the weapon was intended for her; and having already experienced it before, she was doubly frightened of that weapon. The squirrel wrapped herself tightly in her tail and cringed, expecting to be attacked without reason, but instead the guard thanked her for the information and proceeded to use the taser to threaten her compliance.

Samantha, eyes wide with terror, took a step forward as the small device was pointed not at her or the mouse, but at Jake. Restrained and blinded, there was no chance of the bunny anticipating the surge of agonizing pain that would afflict him should that taser be used. The squirrel hardly needed to be encouraged to obey at this point, though. Right now she was willing to do just about anything to keep her friend from being hurt anymore than he’d already been. That image of his terror-stricken face was burned into her memory and she didn’t ever want to see it again.

The girl froze when the guard held the taser closer to Jake, standing balanced on her toes for a moment before settling onto the balls of her feet. She swallowed a rising lump in her throat before speaking meekly. “I--I’ll do whatever you want, just--just please don’t hurt him,” she whimpered, hugging herself tightly. “Y-y-you don’t need to s-strap me down, I--I’ll be good, I promise.”

To show good faith, Samantha gingerly approached a nearby table, moving slowly for fear of inciting the wrath of anyone present that wasn’t a naked, indentured slave. Once she reached the smooth metal surface, the girl hopped up onto it and sat down to face the guards and doctor with his two assistants. She still hugged herself shyly, keeping her gaze lowered just enough to avoid looking any of those awful men in the eyes while still being able to watch Jake on his table.

The subdued rabbit was still twitching and flexing against his binding, but aside from that the only sign of his panic resided in the rapid rise and fall of his chest and the puffing breaths as the towel shifted occasionally in response to his fluttering nose beneath it. He whined quietly once in awhile as well, still intensely aware of his nudity which he could no longer hide from the audience present. Jake was blushing intensely with embarrassment beneath the towel, both thanks to his unwilling exposure to strange men intent on hurting him and the fact that Samantha had ratted to the guards about his susceptibility to having his head covered.

Granted, he appreciated the gesture greatly, as the lack of horrific imagery allowed him to relax just enough for this awful experience to be just barely tolerable. But that fear of the unknown was still clinging at his consciousness, and not being able to see a threat may have kept him docile, but his imagination was free to conjure up frightening imagery of its own. So when the lapine guard threatened Samantha, he could only assume he was the object of her concern. He squirmed fitfully as the squirrel complied and moved to a table, but then he relaxed again, focusing instead on his hearing. His ear twitched and shifted constantly, following the sounds of the men as they moved around the table. He could distinguish the sound of Doctor Aero’s feet slapping the ground from the hard boots of the guards, but beyond that the background din of the room was obscuring who was where or what was happening.

---

Both guards and the doctor were noticeably relieved when Samantha agreed to cooperate. None of them wanted to deal with another struggle after using so much energy to keep Jake from flying off the table and bolting. The lapine holstered his taser the moment Samantha finished speaking and started walking towards the other table. None of them said anything to her, but they weren’t about to take the risk of not strapping her down.

Aero patted the mouse boy on the head lightly for his efforts in keeping things under control, though the boy cringed at the touch from those disfigured hands. He wasn’t seeking praise for keeping the two friends apart, but he said nothing as the doctor instructed him to continue. While he and the guards approached Samantha, the mouse approached Jake, starting to stroke those long ears softly as he spoke to try to let the young cub know that he wasn’t in danger now.

“They’re gone for now. It’s just you and me. I promise I won’t be mean to you like the others. Do you want me to take the towel off or leave it on? Also what’s your name? Mine’s Pete. The slavers call me ‘Feet’ sometimes because I give good foot jobs.”

As Pete tried to get familiar with Jake, the guards had just started strapping Samantha down on the table just as they had Jake. She wasn’t happy about it, but they had a considerably easier time keeping her under control. After the guards had done their job, they moved to the other side of the room to talk in almost whispers just between themselves about what they would like to do with these two new slaves and lamenting the fact they couldn’t be the first ones to break them.

With Samantha’s naked body strapped onto the metal surface, the dolphin moved to the side of the table, tilting it forward a bit so that Samantha was a little more upright, strapped against the table. Doctor Aero wasted no time in gathering the simple checkup tools that Samantha would undoubtedly be familiar with, first getting a light ready as he instructed Samantha to open her mouth.

Once she did, Aero was about to retrieve the stick for pressing her tongue out of the way when he suddenly noticed the significant damage to her tongue. The fact that she was still able to talk without much discomfort was a good sign, and the bleeding had apparently stopped, but it was still a deep wound.

“You’ve been a little busy today, I see. What the hell happened to your tongue?”

---

As Jake continued to listen quietly, his breathing began to slow gradually. Though he couldn’t identify most of the sounds reaching his trembling ears, the receding footsteps were unmistakable. The guards and doctor had finally left the rabbit’s side, but more importantly, the scent of the fox which had been permeating his senses even through the towel had started to fade away, and with it much of his tension. This temporary reprieve was immensely welcomed, but Jake’s limited spacial awareness told him someone was still nearby. He thought it was just his paranoia at first, but then he felt something touch his ears suddenly.

The hot, trembling appendages twitched erratically at first, trying to escape the soothing pat of that warm paw, but eventually they gave in and succumbed to the slow, gentle stroking. Jake’s breathing picked up again, fear of the unknown still gripping his fragile heart tightly. He began to whine quietly when a voice spoke up beside him. The boy sounded young and a familiar scent that reminded him of Samantha reached his nose under the towel, telling his instincts not to be afraid. He wanted to relax, to trust the mouse beside him, but Jake’s imagination was running wild without visual input.

“J… Jake. M-my name’s Jake,” the buck whimpered quietly, his quick breaths still huffing at the white fabric covering his face. He needed it gone; needed to see the rodent’s face. “P-please take it off. Please, I need--” The rabbit was surprised by how quickly the other cub obliged his request. He gasped sharply as the bright lights of the lab reached his eyes again. Squinting, he struggled to take a deep breath, gaze shifting to the mouse standing on his left. Though Pete looked older, he was still unnervingly younger than anyone else Jake had seen so far that didn’t come off the bus. More worryingly he was naked from the waist up, and he could only assume the same for what the chrome table-top obscured.

The buck’s head turned to one side and then the other, immediately identifying his surroundings. It was the first time he could take it everything without being blinded by terror, and though the room looked harmless enough, there was a distinctly eerie vibe to it, like something from a horror movie. He couldn’t shake the feeling that this place was scarier than its looked implied, and if he’d been able to sit up and examine the rest of the room clearly, his paranoia would be confirmed after just one look at the multitude of naked individuals being forced to work in the lab. Fortunately the chest strap was so tight, it was a struggle to lift his head at all. The only thing he could really see was his friend on the next table over surrounded by the guards and doctor.

Though Samantha had cooperated thus far, when the guards and doctor along with his female vulpine assistant came to her to begin the process of strapping the squirrel down as well, she quickly pulled her legs up onto the table, shaking nervously. She didn’t want to be restrained like Jake. Where he’d been unwilling she was prepared to do just about anything at this point and not just for his sake but for her own. The girl had already seen several times what happened when either of them disobeyed and the results were terrifying.

So when the approaching horse ordered her to lie down, she moved immediately to comply. She stretched her legs out on the cold table and was about the lay back when the equine placed a hand on her naked chest and unceremoniously forced her down. The squirrel yelped on impact but didn’t budge. A large lump rose into her throat as her tail instinctively draped itself over her young, exposed body. She was still self-conscious of her nudity in front of these mean men, especially with that look in their eyes whenever they focused on her. It was unnerving.

Though she wanted to keep her body hidden, there was little she could do when the rabbit yanked the tail away and instructed her harshly to keep it out of the way. Samantha whined at the sudden vacancy of her concealing appendage, but she cooperated, letting it hang over the edge of the table between her legs, twitching and swaying with her barely contained anxiety. She tried to lay still as possible as the straps were stretched over her body one by one and tightened down, but she couldn’t help turning to look in Jake’s direction, catching a glimpse whenever the horse moved out of the way.

The mouse stood next to him and his head was uncovered again. She couldn’t see much else before the strap pressing against her chest reminded her to take a deep breath to keep from being pinned so painfully like Jake had been. When the guards moved on to the other straps she exhaled, her body shivering in fear and humiliation as her naked body, flat chest and puffy slit were all clearly visible to her would-be molesters. Once they were finished, they moved away, leaving Samantha to the whims of the smooth-skinned doctor and the adult fox. She wasn’t necessarily afraid of him, but his appearance unnerved her. He seemed quite apathetic for a medical professional, but at the very least the female nearby was a small comfort, as she was completely exposed too and didn’t seem to mind at all. The blushing young girl couldn’t help but stare at the woman’s perky breasts and extra fuzzy loins though.

When the dolphin approached the table with his tools, he suddenly adjusted the chrome surface, causing it to tilt forward. The squirrel’s body tensed as her face expressed a moment of acute distress as the straps bore her insignificant weight. Once her head was where the doctor wanted it, he ordered her to open her mouth. Samantha obliged with little to no hesitation, but she winced at a sudden burning sensation. Aero promptly commented on the source of the pain, reminding the squirrel that she’d bitten her tongue earlier. That sudden recollection made the area noticeably more sore. With everything that had been happening she’d completely forgotten about it.

“I… I bit it,” she said quietly in response to the dolphin’s question. “W-when that man with--with the--that thing. He shot it at me and I--” Samantha swallowed the lump in her throat. “It really hurt…”

After taking in the scenery, Jake’s gaze immediately locked onto the mouse. Normally he avoided eye contact with strangers or those that made him uncomfortable, but he needed to know if he could trust the mouse so he stared hard at the boy, looking for signs of emotion that everyone else here had been lacking, the wolf more than any other. As he searched those eyes though, he showed his own deep-seated terror clearly. Tears were already welling up and trickling down his cheeks again. His expression unintentionally revealed in the rodent what he wanted to know so his next immediate desire was information. The rabbit had countless questions, many of which he probably didn’t want to know the answer to.

Although queries about Pete’s nickname and these terms ‘foot-job’ and ‘slaver’ came to mind initially, the buck had far more pressing concerns that needed to be addressed, but first he needed to know the mouse would be truthful. “Y-y-you--you won’t lie, will you, P-Pete?” he asked shakily, his stuttering worse than ever thanks to his trembling, and frantic breathing. His terror had slowly begun to escalate again, but he was still grateful to see a friendlier face than any that greeted him so far. He waited for a slow, hesitant nod before continuing.

“W-w-w-what is this place? Why--why did they kidnap us? They-they… they killed so many… there was s-so much blood… I… T-t-that wolf, he--” Jake started to hyperventilate for a moment as he recalled the image of the lupine monster. He quickly shook his head to rid himself of the mental visual and struggled to continue. “Blood… why do they want my b-blood? W-why do they care about m--about my--” His body convulsed for a moment as he tugged and jerked frantically at his binding. “He-he wants me to make babies. I-I-I don’t wanna make babies. I don’t want to be here. I w-w-want to go home. I--! I have to get out of here!”

Jake’s fear continued to rise unchecked, panic setting in again as he writhed in his bondage. His mind was racing with terrifying thoughts as he began babbling. “D-don’t look at me, I--” he whimpered and sobbed for a moment, trying to pinch his legs together to hide his boyhood, but it was futile. “W-why won’t they let me have my clothes? I-I want my clothes. A-and I don’t want that… t-t-thing to stick me with needles. W-why won’t they leave me alone?! Why--nngh!” The bunny’s torrent of complaints were cut short as a fresh wave of pain radiated from his damaged snout. His jaws clicked together and he whined pathetically, shaking with quiet sobs.

---

The mouse’s eyes mirrored Jake’s distress as he became more and more upset by his own salvo of questions. Those questions only led to more questions, each one more terrifying than the last, and the mouse knew he shouldn’t answer all of them. Jake was new. His fragile young mind undoubtedly wasn’t ready to truly comprehend what all of this was about, and the terrible things that were going to happen to Jake along the way.

“J-Jake? Calm down, please? I won’t..”

As Jake started struggling against his bindings and yelling a torrent of disturbing questions, the mouse looked back to Samantha to see what he should do, but she was busy with the doctor. He picked the towel back up, and pressed it onto Jake’s face again, but in the process bumped his nose with his paw, the sudden groan of pain making the squirrel jump before he realized why his face was all bloody. Something was injured on the bunny, which explained the need for x-ray.

“Ah! I’m sorry! I didn’t know your nose hurt! Um..! H-Here, one sec, I’ll cover up your privates for now.”

The mouse quickly moved to the shelves and grabbed another towel, moving back to the table to drape it over Jake’s exposed crotch, then tucked the edges tightly underneath the bunny’s small, soft rump so that it would stay in place when he did the x-ray.

“There. As long as you’re with me, they won’t get to see your privates anymore.”

The mouse then moved back to Jake’s ears, trying to sooth Jake as best he could so that he could both have an easier time finishing his work, and to bring a bit of peace to the new chaotic minds that were just brought into the lab. Once Jake was calm, the mouse decided to answer some questions as carefully as he could manage them.

“Before I try to answer your questions, there’s one thing you have to know about this terrible place. I know.. I know this is going to be hard to accept, but.. don’t think about the future. Don’t worry about what’s going to happen to you later. Start living for the moments, and focus on what’s happening right now, and right now.. at this moment.. you’re safe.”

The mouse continued to stroke Jake’s ears to keep him calm, and tried to remember some of the questions he had been asked.

“I can’t.. answer all of your questions, because you won’t know a lot about what I’m saying.. Um… I don’t know why they want your blood, but I know it has something to do with the gene they were talking about. If you have a feature like um.. your long ears, or.. your white fur, or maybe the black tips on the ends of your ears, you get those things from the genes you get from your....”

The mouse stopped himself there, about to mention the bunny’s parents, but it didn’t take him long to figure out why putting that thought in his frightened mind would be a bad idea. The mouse decided it was better to keep distracting Jake with less frightening knowledge than what other horrible things Jake would be put through.

“They’ll probably want to breed you so they can get more bunnies with white fur or.. black ear tips.. something rare that they don’t see very often. To be honest though, I’m a little jealous. Breeding with female bunnies all day actually sounds kinda fun..”

The mouse paused for a moment to slowly and carefully move the towel so that it was off of Jake’s snout and just over his eyes, leaning in closer to Jake as he continued.

“Another thing you need to know is.. the other slaves here, you can rely on us to try to help you when you’re scared or sad. Anything at all any of us can do to make you feel better, you only need to ask. We know what you’re going through and we’re here to help you get through it. Any way we can. Live for the moments, and let the other slaves help you, and you’ll be able to make it through the day just fine.”

As the mouse spoke, he leaned closer and closer to Jake before carefully pressing his lips to Jake for a quick, light kiss, but Jake’s reaction immediately told the mouse what a mistake he made, lifting his head away suddenly with a gasp.

“Ah! J-Jake I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I should have asked first! I shouldn’t have.. it’s just that.. there are a few slaves who always feel better when I kiss them. I shouldn’t have kissed you without asking if that would help. Are you okay? I.. need to do the x-ray soon or I’ll be punished. C-Can I proceed now or do you.. need more time…?”

The mouse cringed. He knew he’d be punished if he spent too much time trying to keep Jake calm before the x-ray was needed, but he was willing to take it for the cute buck since it was his first time here and he wanted Jake to have some level of peace before things got even more scary than they were right now.

Meanwhile, the doctor, having figured out what likely happened from Samantha’s simple explanation, gave the slightest “hmm..” as she finished, opening a drawer behind him as he spoke.

“So you had your tongue out when a guard tased you, hm? Well, you’re not the first idiot who’s done that after trying what you probably--”

“UM..!” The female fox suddenly spoke up, placing her paw on the doctor’s shoulder, not wanting to give the squirrel a chance to escalate the situation over an insult. “Doctor, why don’t you let me handle the patient for now?”

“Hmm? Oh, right right, new slave and all. Um.. yeah, take over for me.”

As Doctor Aero left the table, the fox blew a puff of air from below her jowls, expressing her annoyance before turning back to the scared little squirrel.

“Sorry about that, hun. The doctor isn’t very good at interacting with other people, and he can be a bit abrasive at times.”

The fox was telling a half-truth, as she’d seen how badly the doctor treated some of his patients, seeming to prefer saving money over their comfort. The fox turned around for a moment, shuffling through the drawers for a bottle of disinfectant spray, and reaching up to the cabinets to find a cloth as she spoke.

“I want you to know that if you ever have problems, or if you are ever just sad or scared, you can talk to the other slaves. If there’s anything they can do to make your time here a little easier, most of them will gladly do it for you, because they know you can’t face this place alone very easily. Same goes for your friend. I’d love to try to help him, myself, but I know I’d probably do more harm than good. You can tell him it doesn’t hurt my feelings. Everyone’s afraid of different things. Is there anything you want to know, hun?”

---

The towel came over Jake’s face so suddenly after his frantic outburst that he didn’t realize he could no longer see until the pain in his snout ebbed away enough for him to open his eyes. The impact to his damaged nose had been unexpected, but the cub couldn’t blame Pete for utilizing the blinding technique to calm his fraying nerves. The darkness was actually a welcome distraction for the moment, allowing the frightened rabbit to relax again. Just like before though, without a visual his imagination kicked in again and he didn’t like the imagery it conjured.

Pete had been apologizing after accidentally bumping the buck’s snout and then promised to recover some of that much needed modesty, but his paranoia had him on edge, muscles tensing and trembling until the mouse returned with another towel and followed through. Feeling the soft fabric against his fur was immensely relieving, he even adjusted his hips to make it easier for the slave to tuck it under his backside. Knowing the towel wasn’t going anywhere helped sooth his state of mind, but he was still extremely rattled.

“T… thank-you,” Jake panted softly as the mouse assured him the towel would stay for as long as he was present. He didn’t know how far to trust the boy, but he appreciated the gesture enough for Pete to earn some favor in his eyes. The resumed stroking of his ears aided greatly in the buck’s recovery as well after just those few moments of frightening sight. After realizing how quickly he became upset, Jake decided the towel was better off covering his eyes. The fear of the unknown he could handle better than actually seeing what was happening.

Once Jake had finally begun to unwind, the mouse spoke up again, but what he had to say was less than pleasing to hear. The bunny was told in no uncertain terms to forget about his future, to instead focus on the present. Although he trusted the boy when he said he was safe right now, he couldn’t help thinking ahead despite what was suggested. Even what he knew was going to be happening had him frightened, and his knowledge only extended as far as what his past experiences in the doctor’s office told him to expect. The needle to draw his blood was the worst part, but from the way the mouse was speaking, there was something even worse in his future  that he wasn’t being told about.

Samantha wasn’t handling herself much better than Jake, even though she’d put up little fuss while being strapped down. She answered the doctor’s question, but the response she got in return made her surprisingly angry. The callous dolphin called her an idiot for getting tased by one of the guards. The outrage made her forget her fear momentarily and open her mouth to retort, but before she could get a word out, the vixen interrupted, offering to take over for the doctor. He reluctantly conceded and left the two girls alone. Once the man was out of earshot though, the woman huffed in exasperation and addressed Samantha, explaining casually why the mammal was so rude.

“He’s a jerk!” the squirrel spat, her face scrunched up in a mix of anger and sadness. She felt safer around the fox, so she opened up a little and hid her fear as best she could. “I was only trying to save Jake. That’s why I was… but he didn’t have to--ugh!” The girl flopped against the table and snorted, her expression set into a pout as the naked lady turned away to collect some items before speaking again.

Pete carried on as well, attempting to explain how genes worked, but even his simplistic understanding was lost on the buck. He was talking about traits the rabbit had, which he attributed to his parents, and though the mouse couldn’t bring himself to say the word, Jake unfortunately knew where that sentence had been heading. His breath caught in his throat and he shuddered visibly with a quiet sob. Almost immediately the images of Mary, Lewis and Susie appeared in his head and his thoughts shifted to the future once more. Pete had told him not to think about it. Why? Was he never going to see his family again? Is that why he had to live in the moment? To avoid the emotional trauma he’d suffer from missing those who cared so much for him? Jake’s trembling returned as he whimpered pitifully.

From what the mouse had to say next, it was made quite clear that he’d almost undoubtedly be forced to copulate with other rabbits since he indeed had what it was the wolf was after. Though Pete seemed to think a life of forced mating would be a preferable existence, and that it might even be ‘fun’. Of course Jake lacked the context of the boy’s opinion, so all he could do was whine loudly in disagreement. He didn’t want to mate, or breed, or whatever it was called. He didn’t want to make babies, he didn’t even know how to. No one had explained it to him yet. All he knew was that he shied away from most girls, and generally had trouble even talking to them save for the exception of his close friends and Samantha.

The squirrel however had no such problem as she listened to the fox offering comfort and assistance from herself and fellow slaves, extending their beneficial aid to Jake as well. The mention of her friend made Samantha look over in his direction to see him blinded by a towel once more. She hadn’t heard much commotion aside from the familiar sound of Jake’s ever constant distress, but it must’ve gotten pretty bad to need his face covered again. There was no doubt in her mind that the rabbit would need a lot of comforting, more than even she could provide, since by the sound of things she wouldn’t be exempt from misery herself. The question was why.

Samantha’s ears wilted against her head as she struggled to hold back tears long enough to take the vixen up on her offer to answer some very pressing questions. “It… It’s different with him,” she said initially, responding to the woman’s mention of Jake’s intense fear of her. “He has a condition. And that wolf… I’m so scared for him. I--I don’t know what to do. He’s going to hurt him again, I just know it, and--and I can’t stop it. I can’t--” the squirrel paused to shudder loudly with barely contained anguish. “He’s going to make him mate with other rabbits, but Jake--I know he won’t do it. H-he’s terrified, so terrified, and--but he’s stubborn.”

“I… I don’t want Jake to die,” she whimpered. “W-what are they going to do to him? That awful man on the bus… he made us do terrible things. He touched us all over and… I had to put that… thing in my mouth just to keep Jake safe. But I--I can’t do that, again, I--” Samantha swallowed, remembering the taste of that bitter seed in her mouth. “The man, he… he said it would only get worse. W-what did he mean? What is this place? A-and why don’t we get to have any clothes? I--I don’t like the way they look at me.”

Nearby, the boy gently adjusted the towel covering Jake’s face and continued on over a quiet chorus of whimpers and whines from the rabbit as he offered the support of himself and the other slaves to get through this traumatizing experience. This was the first time he’d heard anyone refer to them as ‘slaves’ though. The rabbit knew the basic definition of the word from the dictionary as someone who was forced to work for free under the ownership of someone else. So then… ‘slavers’ must’ve been the people who sold slaves. What did that make the wolf, the buyer? Did he buy everyone on the bus? Jake and Samantha included?

The rabbit began to hyperventilate again as the revelation began to sink in. The men that had commandeered the bus hadn’t just kidnapped them, they sold them into slavery. No one on board had been more than twelve years old and now they were doomed to a life of servitude for that terrifying lupine? And why did the slavers want them all naked? The businessman didn’t even notice or care about their state of dress. Did it have something to do with those dirty things the cheetah had done to him and Samantha? The cat had been implying from the start that they had much worse to look forward to, that it would be so terrible that they’d beg to go with the perverted feline instead when they found out what he was talking about. Jake’s terror was beginning to escalate again, even with the towel still covering his eyes.

Jake was on the verge of cracking under the pressure of his own assumptions when he suddenly felt something graze the lips of his parted jaws. It took him only a second to register the contact as something soft and warm, but it was the gentle breathing of the mouse over his face that instantly told him he was being kissed. Pete was kissing him, he--The rabbit squealed loudly in protest, his entire body convulsing in revulsion even as the mouse retreated in shock and frantically apologized. His sincerity only served to calm the buck’s immediate outburst, but he was on high alert now, ears twitching and vibrating as he panted quickly and breathlessly, his little nose jumping rapidly with every breath.

The sudden yelp had drawn Samantha’s fevered attention, but she saw nothing particularly distressing as the mouse had already backed away. She watched silently for a moment, jaw quivering with sympathy for her friend before returning her focus to the fox nearby. The squirrel still couldn’t look at the woman’s fully mature and completely bare body without blushing awkwardly. Her gaze dropped to the floor as she continued her line of inquiry.

“W… we don’t get to have clothes… do we?” she asked with a shuddering sob. “That--that’s why everyone’s naked, isn’t it?”

While Samantha continued conversing with the vixen, Pete tried to explain that some of the other slaves were comforted by his kisses. He verbally kicked himself for not asking permission first, and Jake didn’t disagree; he was offended and humiliated by the unwanted affection, especially because it reminded him of the cheetah when he’d been forced to swap saliva with that vile predator. Back then the experience had made him retch, and just thinking about it made him recall that awful taste of the cat’s carnivorous diet as if it was still fresh in his mouth. The buck had to swallow the rising bile in his throat before he could even consider addressing the mouse’s concern regarding his readiness to be X-rayed.

“Ah… I’ll be f… fine,” he stammered in-between breaths. “B-but why do I--need to be…” He trailed off as another throb from his aching snout answered the question for him. “N… nevermind. J-just… g-g-get it over with. A-and please, d-don’t--don’t do that again...”

---

The mouse smiled as Jake still allowed him to proceed. Jake was doing him a bigger favor than the bunny realized with this simple gesture.

“I won’t do it again, and I’ll tell you before doing anything. Thanks, Jake. This really helps me.”

As the mouse started pushing Jake over to the x-ray machine, the fox was trying to look calm as the squirrel asked her so many tough questions, most of which were hard to answer, not because they were the wrong questions, but because she didn’t quite expect this particular line of questioning from the squirrel, who was surprisingly knowledgeable about her situation given that she had only been in it for a short time.

She couldn’t bring herself to start answering immediately, and although she tried her best to hide those emotions, they were coming to the surface more and more as Samantha spoke. She gagged a moment before holding her stomach and muzzle, letting out a shaky breath, very glad the squirrel couldn’t see her pained expression as she faced the drawers, but she was certain the squirrel had caught on to the gravity of her questions, or more specifically, it was the hinting at the events of their arrival, which had some very dark implications she knew neither of the cubs were ready for, however knowledgeable they may be.

Jake was so young, and so frightened, and the fox had been here long enough to know what that meant, but if this bunny was so easily frightened by predators, particularly if he had already been unfortunate enough to show those fears to Omega, as hinted at strongly by the mention of their first encounter with the wolf, then no doubt Omega would be interested. The fox was deeply disturbed by the thought of the fragile cub being in the company of the wolf, and she’d seen enough that most of what she heard happening to other slaves in this place she could listen to without reacting. This situation was pretty bad though, and she wished someone else had the displeasure of revealing a fraction of what she was about to reveal. Eventually, she decided to start with the least unpleasant news.

“I assume the boy’s been tested for this condition in the overworld? If he has it… then we know he won’t be killed. He’s too valuable to let him die. Omega will want to keep him healthy, and he’ll even get better food, but.. but.. Doctor?!” Once the doctor’s eyes were on her, the vixen made a seemingly urgent request. “Can I have a drink?”

Aero’s eyes shifted between the fox and the squirrel before nodding. “Fine, fine, just a shot, no more, and don’t take too long to examine the girl.”

“Thank you, doctor..”

As the fox moved to another cabinet to pour herself a nice, hard alcoholic beverage, the mouse was just positioning Jake underneath the x-ray machine. There were a few things the mouse needed to do to get started. Though it may take longer, he promised to tell Jake what he was about to do, and allow him to know what was coming despite the towel over his head.

“Okay, so before I do the x-ray I have to put something underneath your head so that the machine can take a better picture of your nose. I can leave it there too, since it’ll probably be more comfortable than the bare table.. but.. I have to remove the towel, too. You can still keep it on while I get the machine ready, but just letting you know. Okay, so can you lift your head for me?”

The mouse was ready with a lightly cushioned object, working it under Jake’s covered head, careful not to drag the towel off of his face, then started flipping switches on the machine while the fox poured a small shot glass to the brim, and threw it to the back of her throat before letting out a heavy breath. Already she felt slightly better, even though the alcohol would take longer to kick in than the conversation. She replaced the bottle into the cabinet and returned to the girl, taking deep breaths before speaking again.

“You know more than I wish you knew… If Omega.. that is.. the wolf you probably met.. very tall.. business suit, usually..” She let out a slow gulp before continuing. “If he’s interested in the boy… I…”

The dolphin cleared his throat loudly, causing the vixen to look up briefly before quickly turning around and picking up the disinfectant and cloth.

“L-Let’s take care of your examination before I tell you anymore.. and hun.. for his sake, I have to be honest.. I..” She stopped herself briefly before extending her paw with the cloth. “I.. I need to finish this first. Open your mouth and let me clean up that wound on your tongue, then I have to spray it with something that’s going to sting and taste bad, but we have to keep it from getting worse.”

---

Although Jake wasn’t certain why his compliance helped the mouse, there was really little he could do anyway. Clearly these straps wouldn’t be coming off until the doctor, and by extension Pete, had finished with him. What all that entailed the rabbit tried his hardest not to think about, like the boy had suggested. Forcing himself to live in the moment was the only way he could allow the naked rodent to proceed with his work without bursting into tears and crying for his parents again. Instead he shook quietly and sniffled, listening to the sound of bare feet and the squeaking of wheels as Pete moved him somewhere.

Nearby, the movement caught Samantha’s attention. She turned to watch briefly as the young mouse wheeled her friend under a device that pointed down at his head. Though the squirrel had never seen it before, she assumed it had something to do with the X-ray the doctor had been talking about, so her gaze quickly shifted back to the fox. The woman was taking a long time to respond to Samantha’s numerous inquiries, and the more time that passed the more worried the squirrel became. She could see a brew of frightening emotions in the vixen’s body language as she kept her back to the table.

Without turning around, the naked fox finally replied, assuming Jake had been diagnosed already, though she used the term ‘overworld’, which made Samantha’s brows furrow in confusion. “Y--” she started to say but the woman continued. According to her, the supposedly valuable nature of Jake’s condition would keep him alive, and even better he’d be treated well and given nice food, but--The squirrel jumped in surprise when the fox suddenly shouted for the doctor and requested a drink. She sounded almost desperate, and when the dolphin nearby working with other patients gave his consent, there was little hesitation in her footsteps as she thanked him and quickly fished a bottle out of another cupboard to fill a small shot glass.

Samantha watched nervously. Why was the woman so upset after explaining that Jake would be treated well? The girl’s suspicions were rising and so were her fears and concerns. The fox wasn’t telling her something, and whatever it was she wasn’t saying, it was terrible enough to cause the woman intense distress. The squirrel began shivering in silent terror, going over everything she’d experienced so far to piece together this awful puzzle. What was she missing? How could something that kept Jake alive be so terrible that the vixen couldn’t even utter it? Her worry only grew until the rodent turned to face her friend nearby.

Still blinded and positioned under the X-ray machine, Jake listened quietly as Pete explained what had to be done. Though he liked the idea of having a pillow to rest his head on instead of the hard steel table, he whimpered when the mouse told him the towel would have to be removed as well. Given his last reaction, he didn’t want that anymore that his current caretaker probably did.

“C-can I keep my eyes closed, at least?” he asked meekly, lifting his head so the pillow could be placed under it. As it settled into the thin fabric cushion, it was a welcome reprieve from the solid  chrome surface he was laying on. “I just… I don’t w-wanna… f-freak out again.” Jake swallowed a nervous lump in his throat and clenched his paws into fists several times. He was trying to keep his breathing under control, but his nose was still twitching quickly and erratically with every breath, causing sharp pricks of pain to emanate from his damaged snout.

Once he received confirmation from the mouse, Jake quietly listened to the sound of switches flicking while Samantha’s attention was drawn back to the woman. She’d downed a full glass of whatever that fluid was, replacing the bottle before returning to the table. The vixen took several deep breaths before speaking again, but right off the bat her words struck a terrifying nerve. What did she know that the woman wished she didn’t? The squirrel’s tail suddenly flicked up into the air and trembled. As she continued, Samantha was finally given the name of that awful wolf who’d hurt Jake and thrown her to the ground.

The fox gave a quick description but then her words caught in her throat as she began to reveal something Samantha instinctively knew was terrible, but a noise from the doctor nearby cut her short. The girl turned her head to face the dolphin, but his back was turned, a clipboard in his weird little hands. He was clearly focused on something else, so why was the lady suddenly eager to change the subject? Samantha frowned as she was denied that vital piece of information not once but twice in just a handful of seconds before the woman instructed her to open her mouth so her tongue could be treated.

Although she intended to oblige, before she did, Samantha looked the vixen in the eye, despite her trying to look away in shame. “Please… please, tell me,” she begged quietly, then opened her mouth and lifted her wounded tongue. The bite mark was clear and the whole area was swollen, but the blood had been washed away and the entire surface was coated in saliva. Fortunately, her teeth had only caught the edge of the muscle, pinching it instead of biting straight through.

---

“I’ll tell you, I just.. I’ll be punished if I delay your examination too much. I’ll have time to tell you everything when I’m finished.”

The vixen carefully gave the area a once-over with the cloth, blotting mostly instead of rubbing the cloth too much onto the shallow wound. What she told Samantha wasn’t the whole truth. It was true she needed to finish up to avoid punishment, but really she wanted more time to think about how to break the news to the scared girl. She finished up on the tongue before spraying the disinfectant onto the damaged area.

“That part’s done. Now for the parts I’m sure you’re familiar with.”

The vixen checked Samantha’s ears, throat, all the things normal doctors routinely check for, all the while making notes on a form of some kind. Blood pressure, breathing, pulse.. the pulse was quick, but that was to be expected with what this girl and her friend were inevitably going to be put through. Once all of the routine stuff was out of the way, the fox stepped back for a moment.

“Okay that just leaves one more thing I have to check, and then we can talk. I need to look at your privates more closely, and I have to touch them, but it’ll be quick and easy, I promise. I’ll take a look when you’re ready, just..” She shot a glance over to the doctor for a quick second. “..just don’t take too long, okay?”

The mouse boy had just finished getting the x-ray ready, sliding the mobile unit along its tracks until it was positioned over Jake’s head.

“Close your eyes? I didn’t know if that would help or not, but if it does, yeah you can keep them closed. Anything to try to keep you comfortable. Okay, close your eyes now then. I’m gonna take off the towel. When I do, keep your head forward and take a deep a breath. I know the straps are tight, but just as deep as you can and hold it in.. and now breathe out slowly…”

As he instructed Jake, the bunny could hear the mouse flipping switches and the clicking of the machine as it took a snapshot of Jake’s face. The rodent left the table for a moment to change to a blank sheet for the next shot before returning.

“Turn your head to the side.. just like that, yes. Now breathe in and hold… and.. breathe out slowly… and that should do.”

With that, the mouse draped the towel back over Jake’s face and retrieved the second image, moving to the side of the room to place the sheets onto the viewing area. He studied them for a moment before returning to Jake’s side.

“Your nose looks like it’s fractured, but not bad, just a little crack. Try your best not to bump it too much and it should get better by itself. Let’s see, now I just have to do the normal check-up stuff and um… after that I gotta look at your privates and your butt. I have to touch them too.”

Even with the towel over Jake’s face, it wasn’t hard to tell, or at the very least guess how this revelation was affecting Jake, so he quickly tried to ease Jake’s tension before it got out of hand.

“I-I wouldn’t be doing it if I didn’t have to. I’ll be quick and gentle, but I gotta do it. I… I can skip that part if you want me to but.. but if they find out I lied about doing it…”

---

The disappointment was clear on Samantha’s face as the vixen denied her plea again, promising to talk after she was finished. The squirrel’s gaze lowered and looked away as her tongue was gripped and dried with a few quick dabs of the cloth, but when the spray hit the open wound, the girl’s head jerked away sharply as she yelped. Her attendant wasn’t kidding when she said it would sting, and the taste was awful too, just as predicted . While the woman spoke, Samantha smacked her lips and flexed her jaws, wincing until the pain ebbed away.

Once she recovered, the fox proceeded with a host of examinations she was familiar with, and although her doctor had never been completely naked before, she made little fuss as her ears, nose, mouth and nostrils were all inspected. It was actually rather relaxing--a drop of normalcy in her bitter tea of terror. Eventually it ended though, and with it, so did that sense of calm. Though the woman promised to talk very soon, but there was one big hurdle that stood in the way. She wanted to touch her privates. The squirrel’s legs attempted to squeeze together automatically as the dreaded fact was presented to her.

Samantha didn’t know why she reacted so negatively to the idea at first. The doctor used to check her down there all the time, albeit with her mother present, but something about this setting told her it wasn’t such an innocent endeavor now. It was bad enough that she was forced to be naked in front of all these strangers, but to have one of them, even as nice as the vixen was, go anywhere near her genitals was terrifying. The girl didn’t even know if this lady was an actual doctor or a nurse. At least the dolphin, as mean as he was, looked like a one. Of course she wouldn’t have wanted that awful man anywhere near her either.

Although the woman promised it would be quick and easy, that sense of urgency she instilled in the squirrel was making her even more nervous. She didn’t want to just open her legs and let this strange, naked fox touch her vagina, not without knowing why. Her experience with the cheetah on the bus had her deeply worried; he’d mentioned something about this place when he was forcing her to suck on his penis. She could still remember the cold steel of the gun barrel as he tapped the spot between her legs. The details were a muddled mess in her traumatized brain, but she remembered a few terms he’d used; something about ‘blowing loads’ and using her as a  ‘cock-sock’.

The only thing she could distinctly recall was the fear of something penetrating her. On the bus it was bullets, but here in this underground lab, she realized just about anything could be used. A gun barrel, a finger, or… Samantha’s jaw clicked shut suddenly and her eyes widened in silent terror. Pieces began to form a horrific picture in her mind as her gaze shifted sharply to the fox. The squirrel had to swallow that ever present and rising lump in her throat before she could speak.

“T… tell me why,” she demanded nervously. “Tell me why a-and I--I promise I won’t fight you. B-but--I want the truth. Don’t--please don’t lie.” Samantha’s sudden shivering and stuttering tone where pretty clear indicators that she’d already figured out a little more of the secret the woman was hiding, but she sought confirmation, as damning as the girl feared it would be.

Nearby Jake was still struggling to calm his breathing when the mouse told him to close his eyes and provided further instructions. Although he squeezed them shut firmly before the towel was removed, he was continuing to have trouble with his breathing. It took an extremely concerted effort to take a long, deep breath, filling his lungs until the strap strained painfully against his ribs. After a few more flicked switches and a mechanical clicking, he was given permission to breathe out, which came in a loud huff, followed by frantic breathing again. It was difficult to comply with the mouse’s directions with his heart thumping so quickly that his entire body was trembling.

Jake turned his head to the side when told to and took another strained breath while the device took another picture. When he exhaled this time though, he was feeling a little more relaxed, like the worst of it was over. The towel was placed back over his head and the rabbit opened his eyes again. Pete left his side for a few moments and returned from examining the images to confirm that his snout was fractured, but assured it would heal without any intervention required. This was good news to the buck, but it was immediately followed by a significantly troubling requirement.

The regular check-up procedure didn’t bother him, but when Pete mentioned he had to not only look at his genitals but touch them, the rabbit suddenly tensed sharply, causing the entire table to jostle. His quick breathing caught in his throat and then became louder and more pointed. “Wha… what?!” he squeaked loudly, drawing the attention of several slaves nearby. “W-w-why? Why should y-you care, why s-s-should anyone here care?! I--I--! No!” Jake trembled violently in his restraints, trying desperately to calm himself, which was a lot easier with his vision eliminated from the equation.

“S-skip it, I--I don’t want anyone t-touching me, not there, no-no-no…” Even as he spoke, the bunny was reliving that horrific encounter with the cheetah on the bus when he slipped his slimy mitt into Jake’s shorts and abused his most private of organs without mercy simply to torment him as much as possible. After what he’d been through, he wasn’t sure he could even trust his family pediatrician down there anymore, let alone Pete or anyone else in this awful place. “W-why do you even need to, what--what do the want to know? M-m-maybe I could j-just… tell you, instead.”

---

Both the mouse and the vixen were noticeably nervous upon both cubs’ demands to know why their genitals had to be examined. They were understandably scared, but the mouse was gesturing with his paws, even though Jake couldn’t see them, wanting him to calm down.

“Jake please! Don’t..!”

“Enough of this!”

The doctor’s voice immediately silenced the mouse, and the fox was about to speak before she, too, was silenced. Dr. Aero approached Samantha’s table, shooing the vixen out of the way as she stepped back reluctantly, looking at the floor, unable to bring herself to watch what was coming next. However, the doctor had even more unpleasant plans to speed the process along.

“This isn’t a hair salon. We’re already behind schedule and we have an unannounced delivery to take care of today. You two are going to be up for punishment for these unnecessary delays. Guards, we’re moving them to the showers next. I’ll just have to finish up myself and get them cleaned up as fast as possible.”

As the guards moved to a room at the other end of the lab, Doctor Aero moved to a cabinet to fish out two pair of latex gloves while the fox stared at the floor with wide eyes, holding her chest as she tried to calm herself. After seeing Jake’s reaction to Aero’s announcement, the mouse quickly moved across the room with a whimper, blocking the dolphin’s path temporarily.

“Doctor, wait! Jake’s too scared! I need more t--!”

The mouse was interrupted by an echoing slap across his muzzle, cowering away from the dolphin as he moved past, his eyes wide with fear both for the bunny, and for himself, but there was nothing more he could do to help the boy. The vixen then softly patted the squirrel on the arm. It was all she could do to communicate the fact that she didn’t blame the girl in the least, neither for her punishment, nor the girl’s fearful questions.

“Well, we might as well get smashed if we’re going to be punished anyway..”

The vixen then moved back to the cabinet with the alcohol, taking the bottle, removing the lid and putting the bottle to her mouth. The mouse approached her as the doctor was busy washing his hands and slipping the first pair of gloves onto his slender, disfigured fingers.

“W.. will I have to work the lobby, Catherine? I’ve never…”

The fox knelt onto the floor as she brought the bottle away from her lips, motioning the mouse to come closer, wrapping an arm around him and speaking as she handed him the bottle.

“Well.. as you always say, love.. live in the moment.”

With that, the 12-year-old mouse smiled warmly and took the bottle, tilting it against his lips and taking a big gulp of the liquid before bringing it away and cringing at the bad taste before handing the bottle back to the vixen. Catherine then slowly set the bottle onto the floor and lightly guided the mouse’s muzzle to face her as she gave him a comforting smile.

“I love you, Feet. We’ll get through this as we always do.”

With that, the fox and young mouse embraced as their lips met for a soft, passionate and long kiss as the annoyed doctor walked past, shaking his head as he saw the alcohol on the floor next to them, but he had more pressing things to worry about than keeping these two from drinking more than their normally allowed ration.

---

Both cubs jumped in terror when the doctor loudly announced his impatience. Neither of them had realized just how closely the dolphin had been listening to their individual discussions with the naked slaves assigned to them. And though Jake was fortunate to still be blind with only his imagination to torment him, Samantha had to watch in compounding horror as the disproportionate mammal stormed over to her.

The vixen had fallen silent, her gaze dropping to the floor as she was shooed out of the way. Trembling in her bondage, the girl winced at every other word the dolphin spat, his annoyance clear in the tone of his voice. She couldn’t really focus on what he was actually saying though because a fresh wave of fright had fallen over her. Her immediate fate was no longer in the woman’s paws now, and worse, it seemed her attempts to bargain for information had only doomed Samantha’s caretaker to punishment.

The poor mouse tending to Jake was going to suffer the same unfortunate consequences as well, all thanks to the bunny’s stubbornness. He trembled violently in his restraints, whimpering loudly as any chance of avoiding further molestation was disappearing. Though the towel still covered his loins, it felt as flimsy as a leaf now. His panic didn’t go unnoticed, however. As Aero rummaged around nearby, Jake heard the light slapping of bare feet as Pete rushed into the dolphin’s path to plead his patient’s case, but a resounding slap was his reward.

In response to the assault, Jake’s body convulsed so sharply the table rattled, acting as if that strike had been delivered to him instead. Samantha could only catch glimpses of her friend’s distress as her head whipped left and right, trying to spot the doctor somewhere behind the slightly angled table. She was already anticipating the worst, having realized the error in judgement she’d made. The squirrel was desperate to correct it, even if it was futile.

A pat on her arm drew the girl’s attention but the look in the vixen’s eyes and her damning statement awakened an even deeper terror in her tiny bosom. “N-no, wait! I--I changed my mind! Y-you can look, you can touch, I don’t care, just please! Please, d-don’t--” The woman was already moving away, reaching for the alcohol she’d been permitted only a taste of before and began chugging it back like there was no tomorrow. The mouse came up to her, but Samantha could barely see the two in her peripherals as she craned her neck to see around the edge of the table as much as possible.

The mouse spoke of working in a lobby, though the way he spoke gave it a dark, ominous tone. Rather than answer one way or the other, the fox handed him the bottle with a warm sentiment. That sight of the young rodent taking a sip of what clearly was a foul-tasting fluid based on his reaction afterwards, was deeply unsettling. There was another piece of the picture missing and it was a big one. Samantha was aware that someone might try to put something inside her, in fact she fully expected the doctor to do so now, but she still didn’t know the depths of that horror.

“Please, I’m sorry!” Samantha cried, shuddering and sobbing as tears welled up in her eyes. “I won’t ask anymore questions, I--I promise, I won’t, just--” Despite her pleading, neither slave paid her any attention. Instead they focused on one another until the squirrel witnessed the two of them pressing their faces together in a deep, loving kiss. That sight ramped up the girl’s panic even more, but it was promptly concealed from her as the dolphin emerged from behind the table, blocking her view.

Samantha’s struggling renewed in earnest as her terror-widened eyes locked onto those creepy hands wrapped in latex gloves. “N-no, no, please. I-I-I want her--C-Catherine? I want Catherine to do it, please!” she squeaked, trying to pinch her legs together unsuccessfully.

The squirrel’s terror was having a very negative effect on Jake as all he could do was listen and whine loudly with sympathy. He didn’t know what was happening, but his imagination produced a number of vivid assumptions, all of which frightened him immensely. For once he wanted to shirk his own safety to help her, but he couldn’t have even if he tried. The straps held him so tightly that his struggling was beginning to rub his skin raw.

---

Ignoring the girl’s pleas, the doctor produced a fat container of a gel-like substance and coated his gloved finger with it. Samantha’s distress was growing, but Aero had let his slaves try to make them more comfortable for way too long. Quickly and harshly pushing the table back so that Samantha was tilted slightly towards her head, the doctor forced those straining, soft thighs apart, wedging his slender hands in between them, spreading them until he could fit his hands through. He hooked his thumbs against both sides of Samantha’s labia and spread it roughly to take a quick look inside, adjusting an overhead light for a better view.

With those lips spread, and ignoring the obvious distress, the doctor moved his lubed finger inward, and pressed it very lightly against her cervix. Despite any jerks from the squirrel’s body, the doctor was careful to avoid damaging anything inside as he pushed against both sides of the wall briefly before moving outward, poking the tip of his finger against several points inside her, then roughly pressing down on the girl’s tiny clit for a brief moment before releasing the young orifice to make some notes on the form behind him. Everything from general health, to the girl’s very reaction to his touch was written down on the sheet before the dolphin removed one pair of gloves to replace them with another.

The doctor wasn’t finished however, retrieving a Q-tip from his coat pocket, dipping it into a different container before forcefully spreading Samantha’s thighs and labia again. The cuetip was pressed against Samantha’s urethra, and pushed inside, the penetration burning deep into that tiny pee-hole before sharply being extracted and deposited in a plastic bag. The dolphin let the squirrel’s thighs jerk together after that, as he was done with her privates.

The doctor had more equipment with which to make this job easier, requiring less physical exertion to keep the cub’s legs apart for a better look, but he also had to make up for lost time. As Aero made his way to the young buck, the fox suddenly stood, and moved quickly over to Samantha before she was noticed.

“Most of the questions you asked I didn’t want to answer, and was forbidden to anyway, but for his sake, you need to know. You’d seem to know better how to prepare him for it.. His name is Jake, right? If Omega has claimed Jake as I think he has, then.. yes.. he IS going to hurt the boy again.. probably worse than he has already.. Omega is sick and evil, and he even enjoys causing pain and fear. What really scares me is that.. Omega will undoubtedly have.. fun.. with Jake’s condition, and there’s nothing that can…”

The vixen could take no more. She quickly adjusted the table so that Samantha was upright, as well as unable to see Jake’s distress, but she herself was looking like she was about to vomit before quickly returning to Pete, who offered her the bottle again in sympathy. The fox gladly took the bottle, and nearly turned it upside down to wash away those feelings of helplessness to stop what she knew was going to happen to the innocent, frail bunny.

When the doctor made it to Jake, he wasted no time in yanking the towel free of the bunny’s waist and cupping Jake’s tiny sac. His fingers poked and prodded the thrashing buck’s little testicals for a few moments before releasing them. Dabbing a Q-tip in the container again, the dolphin gripped Jake’s fuzzy sheath, pushing the protective layer back until he could grip the organ itself. With the tiny swab poised and ready, the doctor held the organ firmly before pressing the tip into the boy’s urethra and sharply pulling it free, letting Jake flop against the metal table from the disturbing tests while he bagged it and made note of Jake’s health and reactions.

The doctor then grabbed a rubber strap from a nearby drawer. If either cub ever had their blood drawn before, they might recognize the rubber strap. The doctor placed it on the examination table next to Jake before taking a needle and two long vials from the drawer as well. Aero promptly tied the strap around Jake’s arm, and swabbed the inner-elbow with alcohol, which had the expected effect on Jake. The cub’s thrashing intensified as Aero pinned Jake’s arm against the table, adjusting his grip to provide the least room for the cub to move his arm.

Jake’s thrashing also managed to slip the towel off of his eyes, giving him a clear view of the needle as Aero put all his weight on Jake’s arm before carefully but painfully inserting it into the boy’s vein. Aero had to support the syringe in his teeth to keep holding Jake’s arm still as he removed a full vial of blood and inserted another into the slot, the liquid quickly filling the plastic container before the doctor removed it and placed a ball of cotton over the needle and pulled it free as well, bandaging the pierced flesh before finally releasing Jake’s arm. Setting both vials onto the counter, he caught his breath from having to fight with the boy, even as well restrained as he was. He’d focused intently on not letting the boy damage himself during the procedure, but now he could thrash all he wanted with little danger. In fact, the doctor hoped Jake would wear himself out before his form would have to be re-adjusted for the next task.

---

The doctor didn’t say a single word, and in fact didn’t even seem to acknowledge anything Samantha said as he produced a gel to coat his finger with before the forcing himself upon her. A shrill squeak cut through the air as those slippery, gloved hands pushed their way in-between her thighs and spread them apart against her will. The squirrel’s heart thumped painfully in her chest as she squirmed and cried loudly. She was letting her own terror get out of control, mostly thanks to her own paranoid suspicions and the fact Doctor Aero was very clearly male; even before this horrific experience, Samantha would never open her legs to a doctor unless they were female.

Presently though, she had no choice in the matter. The dolphin, lacking any sort of patience or consideration for the girl, exposed her virgin slit and spread those puffy outer lips until it hurt. Samantha was blushing deeply by now, shivering and whimpering helplessly as all she could do was witness what little there was to see from her perspective. A light was then positioned over the area, making the act even more visible to anyone that might be watching, and further humiliating the cub.

The only positive aspect of this awful interaction was that not once since first laying eyes on the man had she seen that unsettling look the other men bore on their faces whenever they oogled her naked body. To Aero it was a task to be completed, nothing more. Maybe that was why he was so rough… Although she couldn’t see much, Samantha could feel everything. So when that finger began sliding into her little vagina, she yelped loudly and whined. The sensation was uncomfortable to say the least, but more importantly when her little cervix denied entry, that invasive digit pushed on either side of the hole, trying to feel around.

A chorus of complaintive whimpering was all the girl could muster as words were having no effect on the doctor. They were however causing a severe reaction in Jake nearby who had to listen to every sound Samantha made. He trembled and struggled against his binding, desperate to shout and plead for her, but his throat was clenched tight with the knowledge that he was next. The probing of his friend’s genitals though relatively quickly done, took forever for both cubs. That finger, after playing with the entrance to her birth canal, proceeded to poke all around it, peeling her inner labia aside one after the other before pressing against her clitoral hood.

Samantha gasped sharply at that sudden contact and shivered bodily. Her clitoris was surprisingly sensitive, and the doctor no doubt noted that in the form his attention shifted to once he’d finished molesting her privates. At the very least it seemed he was satisfied and ready to move on, however, just when she felt safe enough to begin relaxing again, the dolphin bore down upon her again with a Q-tip. The girl winced and tried to defend her loins, but the man had her lips spread again and the tip forced painfully into a tiny urethra unprepared to handle such girth before she could react. A sharp yelp signaled the sudden entrance, and a louder, agonized squeal followed its removal.

The space between her legs was suddenly alight with burning pain as she was left to struggle and try desperately to press her thighs together. The deed was done though and she couldn’t do anything by writhe as Doctor Aero moved on to Jake with his fresh pair of gloves. With the frightening ordeal truly over, Samantha broke down into tears and sobbed quietly as the fox quickly returned to her side. The squirrel had to sniffle loudly and take a breath before she could focus on what the woman had to say. She explained why she was withholding information, but more importantly she revealed some of what the girl had wanted to know about Jake.

None of it was good news. Samantha’s wide eyes shimmered moistly as Catherine stated in no uncertain terms that not only was Jake going to be hurt again, but even worse than he had been so far. What really churned her insides though, was the knowledge that Omega would enjoy it and actually seek to take full advantage of the rabbit’s crippling disability. And… there was nothing she could do. The vixen didn’t need to finish for her to grasp that awful truth. Once she left Samantha’s side to drink her pain away, the squirrel broke out into chest-shuddering sobs, no longer caring who heard her misery. Not even Jake, as it was him she was crying for.

Those loud, defeated and utterly wretched cries had the rabbit whining in unison before Aero even reached him, but when the towel was suddenly and unceremoniously ripped away like the fragile leaf it had become in his mind, his distress escalated significantly. As much as he struggled though, he was powerless against the cupped hand yanking his little scrotum out from between his legs to abuse them without mercy. He’d previously thought the cheetah had been cruel in his treatment of the little orbs, but the dolphin, with no sense of sympathy for his patient, rubbed and poked at his testes so roughly that Jake was squealing and tensing with every sharp jolt of agonizing pain until they were finally released.

There was only a moment of relatively quiet sobbing before the man moved on to Jake’s sheath, applying pressure to force his penis to emerge such that the skin could be peeled back painfully to expose the tip of his pink little organ. Doctor Aero didn’t even hesitate in jamming another Q-tip deep into the rabbit’s tiny urethra, eliciting another sharp wail and a violent thrashing as it was in and out in seconds, leaving behind a burning sensation. The little penis quickly retreated again, but the dolphin had gotten what he wanted, marking down the information on his form.

By now Jake was shaking and trembling as much from exhaustion as from fear. Every muscle in his body ached and his throat was sore from screaming, but he couldn’t stop crying long enough to listen to what the doctor was doing beside him. Although he was assuming the worst, he was still shocked into another fit of convulsions when he felt the rubber band wrapped tightly around his upper arm and the crook of his elbow swabbed.

There was no doubt in his mind what was coming next and the terror sent him into an instant panic. Every part of Jake’s body that could still move, did. Even his head he banged against the thin pillow over and over, crying out loudly and begging through his blubbering for the man to stop. This action unfortunately caused the towel to uncover his face, allowing him the horror of witnessing exactly what was happening.

The sight of that needle preparing to go into his arm incited such an uproar that the doctor had to use all of his weight to keep Jake’s arm still long enough to force the needle in. The sharp implement stung painfully, causing the rabbit to let a sustained, shrill shriek through clenched teeth that kept repeating over and over until Doctor Aero had collected the samples he wanted and removed the intrusion. The instant it was extracted and the site bandaged, the terrified rabbit’s body fell limp shaking and shuddering weakly as he continued crying and whimpering loudly and breathlessly. His arm and crotch burned as he watched with wide, wet eyes as the two vials of his own blood were taken away.

At this point there was nothing he could do now. Jake had completely tuckered himself out. He laid his head back and stared at the ceiling blankly for a moment before closing his eyes tightly while he expressed his deepest lament. That sorrowful sound filled Samantha with such heartache that she wished she could give Jake a hug and hold him tightly for a long as it took to make them both feel better. She hated the fox for turning her away from the bunny and kept squirming in her own state of distress as she tried to peer around the chrome table-top. Though the buck eventually quieted down significantly since the ordeal of having his blood drawn, he wasn’t any less miserable.

---

Once the doctor had finished scribbling down his notes about Jake’s health, and reactions to his genitals being handled so openly, he was ready to move on to cleaning them. The doctor moved around Jake to the other side of the table, gripping it and pulling it along towards the back of the room.

Opening the door, Jake was pulled through into what appeared to be much like a changing room at a public pool. In the center of the room was a long drain, and simple garden hoses extended from taps in the wall. The two guards stood from a bench on the side as Aero handed the boy off to them and promptly left.

Once the dolphin left the room, the two guards positioned themselves on both sides of the table. They quickly removed the first two straps on Jake’s torso, just enough to pull his arms free and pin them down near his head. What became of this was much like the struggle from last time as the doctor seemed to forget the small detail of the towel. Jake’s legs were still quite tightly secure, so it wasn’t as difficult for the guards to manipulate his small body, however much adrenaline was coursing through him.

Eventually two leather shackles were tightened around Jake’s wrists. This left Jake some room to move his arms now, but the straps attached to the cuffs were just too short for the bunny to reach one or the other with the opposite paw to unstrap them. Getting the bunny’s ankles into two more cuffs was much easier than his arms, as the guards didn’t have to remove the straps restraining them first.

Once Jake’s wrists and ankles were tightly cuffed to the four straps, the horse gripped Jake’s ankles tightly while the hare began removing the rest of the straps that were previously keeping Jake pinned to the table. Once the last strap was removed, the horse dragged Jake along the surface of the table, leaving his footpaws extended a certain distance beyond the edge of the table, and in this position, the hare then tightened the straps to restrict Jake’s movements even more. The less Jake could thrash, the less likely he would hurt himself. Not that Omega was known for keeping cubs from having to make repeat visits to Aero for one injury or another.

Once the straps were tight enough, the table was tilted towards Jake’s feet, letting Jake hang by the straps until he could touch the floor. Jake would be able to stand, but he couldn’t plant his feet on the floor much farther from where they were. It wasn’t long before Samantha was also wheeled into the room, and the guards repeated the same steps to get the squirming squirrel ready to be cleaned up.

However, just as the horse was reaching for the hose, a familiar voice came from the lab, causing the horse to release the hose and move out of the room with his buddy. Now that both cubs were properly bound, they could afford to step out for a moment, giving the cubs a chance to talk as they emerged to see their completely nude boss, having decided to hand off his shirt to be cleaned of the light blood stains, looking over the charts for the two cubs with Doctor Aero, mostly interested in their reactions to being molested by the doctor, but he had a few more questions as well.

Aero had just finished explaining how the two cubs were perfectly healthy apart from Jake’s condition, which was the very reason for Omega’s excitement.

“It seems this boy is going to entertain me for a very long time if he has this gene. So many irrational fears to make.. rational.”

“Yes, well, from everything I’ve seen so far, I personally would be surprised if he doesn’t have it. He seems to become less irrational when his eyes are covered. He was obviously still afraid, but it was a very noticeable difference.”

“How soon will we know for sure?”

“Hour, maybe two.”

“Good, good. So are they ready?”

The hare answered from the door to the showers, “We were just about to clean them up.”

Omega grinned at this and closed the folder containing the doctor’s findings and results, turning to face the two, way too eager to let this chance to test the cubs out himself.

“You two take a break. I’ll take care of them from here.”

The hare and the horse had no objections as they nodded to the wolf before stepping out of the lab. Omega was still grinning. There was very little left between him and the gene he wanted from Jake so badly, apart from the results of the blood test, and perhaps a little time to grow into his lapine testicles. Before that, however, he would be quite entertained for the time before Jake was ready to mate.

Stepping into the shower room and seeing his two new cubs naked and bound, ready to be prepared for their first terrifying day with the wolf caused his knot to immediately swell in his sheath, and the tip of his ready organ to peek from the top, his grin becoming toothy again without him realizing it.

“There you are, my adorable new toys. Thought I’d join you two for a quick bath.”

---

The few moments of peace while Doctor Aero filled out the form did little to sooth Jake's nerves before he was suddenly being wheeled across the room. Still laying flat on his back, the most he could do was stare intensely at the ceiling or look to one side. With the doctor on his left as he moved the table, only the right side of the room was visible to him. It was the first time he actually laid eyes on anything beyond his little corner of torment, and what he saw struck a nerve so sharply his muscles seized.

Throughout the immaculate, white tile and chrome steel themed room were creatures either naked like Jake and Pete were or dressed in labcoats like the doctor. The disparity between formal dress and none at all was stark and frightening. Why weren’t any of them given clothes? Were they all slaves? Would he never get to feel the comfort of cloth against his fur again, either? A shuddering sob escaped Jake’s bloody lips as Aero reached the opposite end of the room and lead him through into a new space he’d never seen before. It looks like a bathroom or a public shower.

Without even a word the dolphin left as the two guards from before rose from a nearby bench and positioned themselves to either side of Jake. Panic began to set in again, so when the straps were loosened enough to free his arms, the rabbit instinctively attempted to fend off the two men. He was much weaker now, though. His body ached so much from all the strain of his terror that even a fresh dose of adrenaline coursing through his veins did little to strengthen him. Instead the buck felt ill as both arms were pinned down above his head to either side and fastened into another pair of restraints at the top of the table.

Once his arms were released, his struggling resumed in earnest but by now it was futile. Jake’s efforts only served to reopen the wounds he’d incurred on the bus from the handcuffs. His heart was thumping and his breathing had quickened again as he watched the horse and hare bind his ankles as well. Once they had him secured in this latest form of bondage, the lapin guard begun loosening the straps that had been holding him down while the horse kept a firm grip on Jake’s feet. He tried to struggled naturally, but doing so only made his throbbing limbs complain even more.

The newfound freedom to writhe and twist his body didn’t make him feel any better at all, especially considering that he was immediately yanked down the table until his arms were stretched taut while the remaining straps were properly adjusted. Afterwards the whole surface suddenly began tilting forward, give the terrified bunny a sense of vertigo as he dangled from the wrist-straps until his feet could touch the ground. By then he was standing almost completely vertically and his first response was to use his newly gained leverage to pull away from the table.

Naturally the restraints stopped him. He couldn’t even make a full step forward before he reached the end of the rope he was provided for standing. His feeble attempt did however alert the guards to the table’s mobility as it squeaked forward an inch, but they quickly solved that little issue by locking the wheels. Just as they were finished however, Samantha was being brought in. Jake whined loudly, both terrified and grateful to see her. He was able to pinch his legs together much more effectively now, so he was able to hide some of his shame as she was tended to in the same manner he had been.

His sheath was still barely visibly as a small lump pressed between his thighs, but the squirrel didn’t seem to notice or care as her bindings were swapped and the table tilted upright for her to stand. She was blushing profusely under her fur nonetheless, as this was the first time she’d had a clear view of both Jake’s naked body and the bloody gore that adorned his face and neck. The girl avoided looking at his privates intentionally, locking onto his eyes instead as she was wheeled into position at a complimentary angle facing both Jake and the entrance to the room and then locked into place.

Both cubs were mostly silent, breathing heavily and frantically as the horse started to retrieve one of the hoses when a voice beyond the room caught both guards’ attention. The hose was quickly replaced and the men left the room together, leaving Jake and Samantha to themselves for the first time since the slavers commandeered the bus that had been taking them to Summer Camp. Instead, here they were now, both naked in front of each other in a room where the squirrel suspected they’d be hosed down before being dragged off to a doomed life full of misery and pain. It was a struggle to keep herself together, but she tried.

“Pete… that mouse… he said… don’t think about the future,” Jake mumbled sadly, gently prancing from one foot to the other uncomfortably. “He--he said… he was a slave. W-which means… we-we are too, aren’t we?” The rabbit was barely maintaining composure himself as he struggling to speak in-between shuddering breaths. His panic was subsiding momentarily thanks to the peaceful moment they’d been given. “He… He was so nice, and… And now he’s gonna be punished because of me. B-because I wouldn’t let him--” At that moment he cracked and sobbed loudly.

“It…” Samantha started to say after giving the poor buck a few moments to calm himself. “It’s not your fault… And… I didn’t do any better. I kept pushing for answers and… I wish I hadn’t, Jake. I--I’m so sorry. That man… that… that wolf… the lady fox told me his name is Omega… And he… He’s… Gosh, I’m so, so sorry, Jake. I want to help, but--I just don’t know how to--he-he-he’s going to hurt you, and I can’t--” This time it was Samantha’s turn to break down into a fit of tears.

Her frightening words had gotten Jake’s attention as he looked up at her directly for the first time, really taking in her naked form before locking onto her eyes, his own wide with barely contained terror. “W-w-what are you talking about?” he squeaked. “W-why would he--”

“It’s your condition!” she cried. “That ‘gene’ they were talking about. T-the reason he wants you to make babies, he--he won’t kill you but--Jake, I… Please, you have to understand, t-there’s nothing we can do, they’re going to--”

Before she could finish the door to the room opened suddenly, drawing both cub’s attention. What they saw enter made their blood run cold as ice. Standing before them, just as naked as they were was Omega, that diabolical lupine. What remaining clothes he’d been wearing were shirked at some point and as the door closed behind him, his growing arousal was clear. Jake and Samantha were both equally shocked as the man addressed them, but where the rabbit was about to scream in horror, the girl quickly cut in with a shrill cry of her own.

“Please don’t punish them!” she squealed, tugging at her wrist-straps and she jerked her body forward. “I-it wasn’t there fault! C-Catherine a-a-a-and… Pete! They were only trying to help! Please, w-we’re sorry… O-Omega?” As she said his name, chills ran down her spine. Those bright yellow eyes locked onto hers, causing her to fall silent in terror and shrink backwards into the chrome wall behind her.

Jake was equally tight-lipped at the moment, but he was one misstep away from shrieking and potentially fainting. As it was, his breathing and heart rate had both greatly escalated at the sight of the naked predator instead of the two guards he’d become accustomed to. His instincts nipped at the back on his consciousness, sending needles of terror into his brain, until his arms and legs were twitching with that familiar desire to run. This time he couldn’t, though.

---

When Omega saw Jake twitching his legs, wanting nothing less than to run again despite the pain and horror it led to last time, the wolf barely contained a shudder of excitement. Omega’s eyes didn’t hide his excitement as he saw this, making him want to just forget the bath, forget the gene, forget keeping Jake longer than the next half hour and rape the boy without mercy right then and there. Instead, he closed his eyes, not speaking for a moment as he internally reminded himself why he didn’t rape Jake in the tunnel, and without the visual stimulation of prey trying to run, he could quickly ensure that Jake would live through this moment.

When he opened his eyes again, Jake’s terror was just as enticing as before, but a mental wall within Omega was enough to keep his own instincts at bay. His eyes shifted to Samantha who demanded that the wolf not punish the two slaves that were trying to help them before. Omega tapped his chin for a moment and opened the door to the showers, poking his head out.

“My cubs have requested the presence of Catherine and Pete regarding their punishment.”

Omega stood at the door a moment longer before stepping back to allow the vixen and mouse both to stagger into the showers. The vixen still had the bottle in her paw, nearly half empty, giving Omega a harsh glare the entire time.

“The hell d’you wan’ you fffuckin’ monster?”

Omega brushed off the insult without a reaction before speaking, “I understand you and Pete are to be scheduled for punishment, but my girl here demands I not do that. What do you think I should do?”

“Don’ preten’ you give a fffuck what I want! Do what yer gonna..”

The vixen was interrupted with a belch before staggering over to the benches to sit down, where the mouse soon joined her. Omega stepped over to Samantha, not stopping until his sheath was inches from Samantha’s nose.

“They don’t seem to care. So I never did get your name, little one. My new suppliers only heard the name ‘Katie’. Oh, and what exactly would you be willing to do for me if I spare these two their punishment?”

To hint at what he expected from the squirrel, Omega pushed his hips forward once to bump his sheath-covered knot against Samantha’s snout, having heard a little more about her actions on the bus from the girl’s kidnappers. However, before Samantha could make a decision, the vixen spoke up.

“Hun? Hun! Don’ you.. DARE suck that monster’s cock!” She looked towards Pete suddenly before she continued, getting a sense of how far her young lover was willing to go for the two cubs as well. With a quick flash of a smile from the mouse, the vixen continued. “This isn’t the firs’ time Feet and I have been punished an’ it won’ be the last time. We’d rather take whaz coming to us than see you give this ffffucker any saters… satis.. keep yer mouth offa that..”

The vixen let out another belch as the mouse pressed his body against hers, giving a forced smile towards Samantha, letting her know that they were both willing to take their punishment just for a few moments of comfort for the ill-fated squirrel. Omega then turned his attention back to Samantha.

“Intriguing. Now the question becomes.. Are you willing to sacrifice for them as they’re willing to sacrif--”

The mouse suddenly interrupted. “Hey! She doesn’t owe us anything! Suck your OWN dick and then go fuck yourself if you want it so bad!”

The vixen responded to this with a loud cackling that echoed through the room as she offered a high-five to the mouse boy, and neither of them seem to care that both paws missed their target by a fair margin. Omega waited patiently for the vixen’s endless cackling to die down a bit before addressing Samantha again.

“Hmm.. this doesn’t appear to be going in my favor, does it? What do you think?”

Omega bumped his knot against Samantha’s snout once more before waiting to see what her decision would be.

---

There was a long period of silence as the wolf’s gazed longingly at the terrified buck, and a deeply unsettling, almost feral look in those yellow eyes before he closed them and took slow, deliberate breaths. When next they opened it was if all emotion had left Omega. By the time he moved to the door to call in the two slaves and address Samantha’s concerns, he was every inch the cold, calculating businessman she’d first seen approaching the bus dressed in his expensive suit. Something about that dramatic shift frightened her to the core, though. He hadn’t bothered to hide his emotions when he’d laid eyes on Jake initially, or when he was chasing them down like a wild animal, so why now?

Whatever their lupine tormentor's reasoning, the show of self-control did nothing to calm Jake’s inner terror. One of his trembling feet had already begun slapping the tile floor periodically in warning of a predatory presence. The buck didn’t even seem to be aware of it as he stood stock still save for that one foot, eyes locked onto Omega’s back as he called for and subsequently ushered into the room, the fox and mouse. The sight of another predator immediately made the rabbit’s warning thumps even more urgent but he didn’t make a sound save for his own frantic breathing and the occasional whimper. Mostly he was just too scared to say anything right now.

With two frightening individuals present, his own instinctual fear extended to Samantha and Pete as well. He was barely aware of the drunken fox’s slurred insults as she showed almost no fear in front of Omega even though he stood a whole head taller than her. The naked wolf attempted to explain the situation, and request the woman’s input, but she spat and cursed at him instead, wobbling over to the bench and plopping down. The mouse joined her quietly while the man approached Samantha and continued, a condescending tone in his voice like this was all just a game to him.

As that swollen, twitching sheath breached her personal bubble, the squirrel tried to retreat, but the table, now acting as a wall, gave her nowhere to go. She turned her head to the side slightly instead and whined fearfully. This was the second time a man forced his genitals into her face and she hadn’t even gotten over her last experience. Omega continued to stand uncomfortably close as he probed her for her name--which she automatically refused to grace him with--and what she was willing to do to ensure the other two slaves weren’t punished. It was obvious what he wanted though, even before that disgusting pink button peeking through his sheath’s opening nudged her sensitive snout. A strong whiff of the wolf’s musk reached her nostrils and she shuddered loudly, an inkling of her own dormant instincts peeking to the surface to tell her to run.

It quickly subsided when the fox shouted angrily nearby, drawing Samantha’s startled gaze. Her breath caught in her throat as Catherine ordered her, in no uncertain terms, not to suck the wolf’s penis. She quickly looked to her fellow slave, who seemed to agree with her first statement and the following one, assuring the squirrel that they would rather take their punishment than give Omega what he wanted. Unfortunately the terrified rodent was having trouble sharing the sentiment, as it was her fault the woman had to suffer at all, and although she didn’t know what the nature of the punishment would be in the place, she could only assume the worst, which she’d witnessed on the bus; death.

She couldn’t let either Catherine or Pete be killed because of their mistakes. And she knew Jake must feel the same, even with his mind clouded by terror as it was right now. Omega proceeded to comment on the two slaves’ decision, but when he started talking about making sacrifices, the mouse spoke up angrily, further muddying the waters in Samantha’s mind. She was just barely willing to oblige the wolf’s awful task, but now she couldn’t decide. The fox and rodent seemed to be very close to each other, like mother and son but something more. They stood up for each other and for Samantha as well, even though they didn’t know her. This must’ve been what the woman had been referring to about the others being supportive.

The fox had begun cackling after a failed high-five with the mouse, but once her drunken laughter trailed off, Omega addressed the young girl again and bumped that disgusting organ against her snout once more and causing Samantha’s muscles to tense. The squirrel was trembling quite visibly now as her eyes focused on that large, swollen sheath and red throbbing tip just barely peeking out of it. She couldn’t bare the sight any longer and quickly shifted her gaze upwards to meet those eerie yellow eyes.

“W… what is their punishment?” she squeaked, choosing to base her decision on how terrible it was. Though just about anything would’ve been awful enough for her to agree to Omega’s demand, the best indicator would be the reactions of the two slaves.

---

Omega’s eyes quickly shifted to Jake again as that thumping against the cement made the canine’s mouth start to water, though he hid it well, directing his gaze back to Samantha as she posed her question, but the fox interrupted before Omega could speak.

“Nothing we can’t handle, sweetheart. You stop even THINKING of putting yourself through this for our sake. When you get a chance to refuse this fucker, TAKE it. He won’t give you many.”

Omega waited for the fox to finish before turning back to address Samantha again. “She does have a good point. You won’t get many chances to condemn two slaves to punishment for a few minutes of comfort.”

“Fuck you. She’s not the one punishing us.”

“I do believe she wanted to know what’s coming to you if she would refuse me now. For class-1 slaves such as these, the available choice of punishment includes hot spice torture, prolonged suspension, simulated drowning, working the lobby, or my personal favorite, sleep deprivation and exposure to their worst phobias, should we know them. However, since these two are repeat offenders, and these current punishments obviously aren’t having the desired effect, then the only option I’m considering is making just one of them a class-2 slave.”

The slaves on the bench didn’t react at all as Omega listed off the choices he seemed to be considering as he spoke. They seemed to know them all well enough, but when he mentioned upgrading just one of them to a class-2, the fox suddenly gasped, turning to face the group with wide eyes and her paw over her muzzle, while the mouse, on the other hand, was looking back and forth in confusion, not having been a slave for as long as the vixen.

“But we.. we work in the lab!”

“...and?”

There was a deafening silence for a moment before the vixen’s face contorted with rage, standing up quickly and smashing the bottle of alcohol on the wall, shards of glass falling to the floor before she started towards Omega who had spun around quickly and was ready for action, but Pete quickly took hold of Catherine’s arm. Causing her to halt immediately.

“CATHERINE NO!! You know what will happen to you if you attack him like this. They’ll take you straight to B-2 and you’ll never come out again! I’ll.. I’ll never..”

The fox took one look into those teary eyes and threw the remnants of the bottle into a far wall, plopping hard down onto the bench and sobbing loudly before the mouse worked up the nerve to speak again.

“C.. Catherine.. what does.. being a class-2 mean?”

Catherine sucked up some shaky breaths before responding. “It means.. one of us will have worse clients, be open to worse abuse and punishment, half the restrictions on what clients can do to us are removed and.. we’ll be separated anyway.”

With that, Catherine’s sobbing renewed, and Pete held the adult’s head against his chest, looking absolutely mortified of what he had just heard. He didn’t want to be separated from Catherine whichever one of them were to be punished worse. He looked pleadingly at Samantha, unable to speak, especially to ask for Samantha to oblige the wolf for his sake.

As Omega saw this, expecting no more interruptions from the two, he turned back to Samantha, slowly pushing back his sheath to reveal his swollen, reddened member, pointing at her snout as the situation required no further explanation.

---

When the wolf’s eyes flicked towards Jake, the girl couldn’t help following that gaze. The rabbit was watching with intense, barely contained terror. He’d even begun grinding his incisors after the man cast that glance his way, ensuring his teeth stayed shorter and blunter than normal, unlike Samantha’s. The scraping sound was hard to ignore in the moment of silence leading up to the fox suddenly butting in before Omega could answer her question. The squirrel’s attention was immediately drawn to Catherine who seemed confident she and Pete could handle whatever their punishment would be, even going so far as to shame her for considering the wolf’s order and telling her outright to deny him what he wanted every chance she could.

Samantha still didn’t fully understand what was at stake, but she didn’t have long to contemplate it either way before Omega opened his mouth to twist the fox’s words in such a way that the girl was struck with feelings of guilt. He placed their safety on her shoulders and implied she’d be condemning them to something she could only assume was far worse than what he expected of her right now. In a grander scheme, in wasn’t the worst thing in the world, and maybe it wouldn’t be so bad the second time but… that throbbing, red creature peeking out of the wolf’s sheath looked so intimidating, and if the musky scent it exuded was anything to go by, it probably tasted even more awful than the cat’s spiky organ had. Just thinking about putting it in her mouth made her gag quietly and clench her throat while she listened to the fox utter a retort.

Naturally Omega wasn’t perturbed in the least by Catherine’s lip, but as he explained the nature of the situation and began listing off typical punishments for what he called ‘class-1 slaves’, his words grew a sinister undertone that made Samantha’s skin crawl. Though she didn’t know what half of the cruelties entailed, the way the wolf uttered them made it clear they weren’t pleasant in the least. The two slaves nearby however weren’t even phased. In fact, it wasn’t until he mentioned their repeated offenses and what his only real option would be, that the fox suddenly gasped loudly.

The squirrel’s terrified gaze bounced between the wolf and the fox, trying to measure their emotions despite her simple understanding of body-language. Omega was completely unreadable, but Catherine was clearly distressed by this sudden revelation as she covered her mouth and looked at everyone in horror. Pete didn’t understand and neither did Samantha or Jake. What was so terrible about being a class-2 slave? Aside from being a slave to begin with. Whatever the frightening answer might’ve been, it was enough for the woman to argue their position, and when that fell flat, to suddenly smash the bottle of alcohol and brandish the lethal open end like a weapon.

She seemed intent to charge the wolf and assault him, even though he had turned around and was fully capable of subduing her without any effort, but before she even got two feet, the little mouse cried out for her and grabbed her arm, begging her not to attack Omega. He mentioned going to a place called ‘B-2’ which meant little to the two cubs, but his tone suggested it was a very bad thing. His pleading got to her and the fox threw the bottle away and dropped to the bench in defeat, sobbing loudly until her companion worked up the nerve to ask the question Samantha and Jake desperately wanted the answer to.

Though Catherine’s explanation was frustratingly cryptic to two children who’d only just arrived and still had no clue the horrors they were truly in for, it all sounded pretty bad. Aside from the adult’s completely devastated sobbing, what ultimately forced the terrible decision in Samantha’s mind was the look Pete gave her as he tried to comfort the fox. Clearly the pair were very close, and the thought of being separated was almost as heart-breaking as the host of worsened conditions it came with.

A shuddering breath broke the steady din of the woman’s tears. Omega had turned back to Samantha and began to expose more of that blood-red organ, holding it so close to her trembling jaws that every breath she took was thick with the man’s musk and the faint scent of urine. She wasn’t quite ready to commit yet, until she was absolutely certain the wolf would hold up his end of the deal. “I-If I… If I do it, you… you won’t punish them, r-right?” The squirrel looked up into those yellow eyes, her heart fluttering with fearful anticipation. He said nothing, revealed nothing. But what choice did she have? The cheetah had been faithful to his word when she was forced to suck on his penis, though he was nowhere near as frightening as this man in front of her.

She had to assume Omega would do the same though, for the sake of her own sanity. Her terror was reaching new heights however, standing naked before that scary organ. It was so big that the squirrel had to open her mouth wide enough for her incisors to clear it. Just as she was stretching out her trembling, damaged tongue to touch the hot, throbbing flesh, Jake suddenly cried out loud.

“Sam, no!” the buck wailed, his tapping foot slapping down with such a firm, final thump that the entire length stung where it made contact. Jake’s chest was expanding and contracting with deep, frantic breaths; he was clearly on the verge of mindless panic at the idea of having to witness his friend please another monster in a noble attempt to spare someone else. Granted, so far she’d been doing everything in her power to save him and he hadn’t said a word to stop her then.

He wasn’t sure he wanted to stop her now, but he certainly didn’t want Samantha to do something so revolting for nothing. Jake may not have been the most knowledgeable or observant, but it was clear to him that the wolf didn’t make any assurances one way or the other yet. “M-make him promise!” he squeaked. “D-d-don’t--H-he has to promise, he has to! Y-y-y-you don’t break promises! You don’t!” The rabbit was trembling bodily now, barely able to stand straight as the eyes of the wolf bore down on him. His instincts were screaming at him and beginning to make him dizzy with terror.

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Omega was about to answer Samantha when he suddenly thought of something better. It was a good test of the girl’s willingness to cooperate without terms. She had only been in this place for less than an hour, but she was showing signs of complete submissiveness that Omega wasn’t interested in, and when she started to move her jaws over the tip of Omega’s cock before getting confirmation about the deal, that seemed to indicate that this squirrel’s fear would peter off pretty quickly as she took more and more abuse.

Omega groaned out as he felt those young lips sliding over his member, but although Samantha was willing to endure this nightmare without knowing if her deeds would mean anything, Jake was a different story. Omega’s gaze shifted to the boy, just staring him down for a moment after his outburst. The still frightened look in the boy’s eyes told him that Jake’s attitude was still in the right place, as there was a fine line between unwilling, and outright defiant, the latter of which could probably still be dealt with before it became a problem.

Omega pressed lightly on Samantha’s snout to move her away from his crotch as he moved to approach Jake. Catherine looked like she was almost ready to leap off the bench and come to Jake’s aid, but the threat of more severe punishment and her lover’s wet eyes wouldn’t let her do it. The consequences would be too great. She had to watch helplessly as Omega approached the terrified buck, kneeling down and gently cupping the boy’s cheeks, keeping his head forward to look into those eyes, just eating up the reaction that caused before he spoke.

“You know.. you really aren’t in any position to bargain, my boy. Still, I have to admire your business sense not to commit to a deal without knowing the terms. For all anyone here knew I might let her suck me off, only to punish these two anyway, leaving no profit for anyone but myself. Perhaps that would be my best option at this particular moment, but the long term could be a different story.”

With that, Omega leaned over the boy’s snout and kissed him lightly on the forehead before allowing the bunny’s head to jerk free of his paws, chuckling lightly before standing up again.

“Whatever may come in the future, I find that being less than honest in my dealings ultimately hurts my position, whether I’m dealing with slavers, employees.. or even slaves.”

Omega moved back to Samantha, re-exposing his reddened member along the way before putting it back in front of her muzzle.

“So I’ll make you a counter-offer. First, you give me your name. Second, I give you my word that if you suck on my cock, and swallow my seed just as you did for our mutual psychotic cheetah associate, I will withdraw all impending punishment from these two.”

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Right then Jake thought for sure he’d just made the biggest mistake in his life. Those intense yellow eyes were so terrifying as they stared hard at his naked, trembling body that if the rabbit had anything left in his bladder, it would’ve been soiling the floor the moment Omega pushed Samantha away from her task and began walking straight towards him. Watching the gap between them close made the bunny’s heart leap into his throat as all eyes suddenly fell on him, all filled with intense fear and helplessness.

Although the squirrel tugged at her restraints and whined, she couldn’t utter a word, and the two slaves who could actually move didn’t even stand up. Their expressions said plenty though as Omega stopped in front of Jake, crouching down and cupped one his fluffy, blood-stained cheeks firmly enough that he couldn’t pull or turn his head away. A small squeak made it’s way up his throat as a leg raised slightly to protect his loins. His breathing became even louder and more frantic as he was forced to look into those predatory eyes.

His terror escalated rapidly until he was hyperventilating. When the wolf finally spoke, Jake’s eyes closed tightly to shut out the awful visage of the man as he stated plainly that he wasn’t in a position to make demands. That revelation made him whimper on the verge of sobbing. Omega continued on to praise him, but it was hollow and derogatory. It did however cause the lupine to reflect on what could’ve transpired if he hadn’t spoken up. The rabbit wanted to feel relief, to believe he’d helped both Samantha and the two slaves, but any satisfaction he might’ve gotten from his action was crushed when he felt those hot lips against his forehead. Jake immediately whined and jerked his head away as soon as he could, shuddering visibly as he writhed in his bondage.

That predatory scent still lingered in his nostrils even as Omega stood up and gave him his space again. He did eventually impress upon the group that he would keep his word, even if no one could actually trust him, which had to count for something. Samantha was certainly kicking herself mentally for not having been the one to confirm the deal. Just knowing she was prepared to perform such an awful deed that could’ve ultimately been all for nothing, made her feel sick to her stomach.

Her nausea only got worse when the wolf returned to her with his penis planted firmly in front of her face again. That sight wasn’t what really made her want to lose her breakfast though, it was what he said. First he demanded her name, and then he described exactly what she would be forced to do. What made it so terrible was the mention of the cheetah whom she’d serviced before to save Jake. Those dark memories from only earlier today quickly flashed vividly to the front of her mind and there was nothing she could do to hold back.

Before she went anywhere near the man’s awful organ, Samantha jerked her head to the side and vomited with such intensity that she gagged halfway through and groaned weakly. Very little came up, as her throat muscles were well equipped to keep food down, but what did was watery and it burned the inside of her mouth and esophagus. She coughed a few times before she could bring herself to turn back to the man’s disgusting appendage.

Breathing heavily for a few seconds, the frightened little girl opened her trembling jaw comply with his first demand. “S… Samantha--m-my name’s Sah…Samantha...” She considered making up a name at first, but Jake had already called her Sam. She couldn’t remember if anyone else had ever heard it either, but she feared being caught in a lie, having no idea the limits of this man’s depravity. Besides… it was just a name.

After her little episode she was feeling a little less nauseous but her hesitation was still quite clear. The squirrel opened her maw wide again, breathing hot, frantic air over the twitching penis before very slowly letting it into her small muzzle. She couldn’t have taken more than a third of the entire enormous appendage if she’d tried, so instead she gently closed her lips around what he had exposed so far and began the agonizing process of rubbing her medicated tongue across its hot, throbbing surface.

Surprisingly it didn’t taste as terrible as she’d expected, she assumed because Omega was just less of a slob than the cheetah had been, but in reality he’d been pleasured orally earlier in the day, so the worst of what the wolf could offer had been suffered by someone else. If she’d known this thing had been in someone else’s mouth before her she probably would’ve stopped immediately and attempted to throw up again. As it was, she couldn’t distinguish what the other odd taste in her mouth was.

Samantha didn’t even consider moving her head back and forth like she had with the cheetah. Back then the immediate threat of death had loomed over the girl’s head if she hadn’t performed to the cat’s satisfaction, but there was no such sense of impending doom here at the moment. So the squirrel focused on licking the bulbous penis in her mouth, cleaning it of the worst tastes before swallowing and groaning in disgust. Like she had on the bus, her tongue played across the concave tip, flicking over the urethra, but already she was tasting something bitter that made her already bleak expression turn even more sour. The last time that awful flavor plagued her tastebuds it was followed soon after by that repugnant fluid the feline had called ‘semen’.

She had to choke down her the bile rising from her stomach and soldier on, but when more of that eager erection slipped out of Omega’s sheath, her eyes locked onto the large knot that completed the package. The portion of the organ in Samantha’s mouth paled in comparison the the wolf’s full length, and something about the sight of that engorged beast made her pull free and turn her head away to gag. She needed a moment to compose herself before she could even think of continuing.

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Omega couldn’t help but smirk as Samantha vomited at the very THOUGHT of putting Omega’s cock in his mouth. Though he found the act itself to be rather unappealing, the idea that she found the act so disgusting gave the wolf one more thing to force upon the girl. He groaned out loud as Samantha lived up to her short reputation, even though she didn’t bob her head up and down to pleasure the length of the wolf’s arousal. He was content for now to let that tongue do its work, letting out low groans of pleasure before pushing his sheath back even more.

Unfortunately for Samantha, this act served to give her an impromptu anatomy lesson that she wasn’t ready for. As the large bulb popped free of the end of the wolf’s sheath, Samantha suddenly jerked her head away with a gag, still willing to keep going, but trying to compose herself first. Omega licked the side of his muzzle as she started to turn her head back into position, but it was met with a sudden tight grip against her lower jaw and neck to keep her head still as Omega knelt to eye level with the girl.

“You’re quite a treat.”

With that, Omega pressed his lips against the cub’s muzzle, keeping a tight grip on her bottom jaw to keep her head in place. He was confident she wouldn’t bite with the future of the other two captives’ hides on the line, but he didn’t push his luck by putting his tongue between those jaws, he just suckled and softly kissed the lips of the whimpering cub before standing up again, his grip still firmly on the girl’s jaw, pressing her head back against the table behind her. His grin widened greatly before he also grabbed Samantha’s top jaw to pry them both open slowly until the strain started to become painful.

“I have no doubts you would have finished the task I gave you, and would have done a superb job of it, and for that, I now withdraw all impending punishment to these two slaves as I promised. As for you.. you’ll still complete your task, but let’s make it easier for you to go all the way.”

With that, Omega pressed the back of his palm into Samantha’s mouth, then shoved down violently, suddenly popping Samantha’s bottom jaw free. Much to the horror of everyone in the room, she barely got a chance to scream before Omega gripped the sides of her head and forced her down on his cock, pushing his length all the way to that large bulb Samantha was so shocked to see, stretching her bottom jaw to allow for it to press onto her tongue before the wolf violently started to use Samantha’s gagging throat to pleasure his length with a groan of twisted pleasure as the two cubs were getting their first glimpse of the cruelty of their new master, Samantha more so than anyone else.

Those gleeful yellow eyes showed the depths of his pleasure as the two slaves squealed in horror, begging and then screaming for Omega to stop this cruelty. Neither of them had the courage anymore to physically intervene, even with the large amount of alcohol they had consumed. The fear was thick in the room, and it drove Omega mad with lust, starting to thrust his hips with his unmerciful act of forcing the girl’s throat up and down onto his shaft, groaning louder and louder as he never gave Samantha a chance to breathe, however, he wouldn’t last long enough to suffocate her to death.

Omega fed on the cries for mercy as he violently fucked the girl’s throat until his lust reached its peak. One more look into Samantha’s frightened eyes sent him over the edge, spilling his seed directly into Samantha’s stomach with a gasp, and a loud snarl, teeth bore all the way. He finally stopped thrusting and clenched those teeth as he breathed heavily, his shaft throbbing inside Samantha’s esophagus, spilling the rest of the semen that could be milked from the satisfying orgasm before pulling free with a loud, echoing gag following it closely. Omega huffed and slowly guided his receding knot back into his sheath as he watched Samantha cough and gag from the horrible experience, jaw still hanging free for the moment.

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It took Samantha a few seconds to gather the strength to continue, but when she finally turned back to do so, a sharp-clawed paw suddenly grasped her head. She yelped loudly, her body tensing and trembling before looking up in barely contained terror just as the wolf came down to her level. As the girl looked into those yellow eyes, her frantic breathing caught in her throat. He called her sweet... and the next thing she knew his muzzle latched onto hers, muffling the inevitable shriek that ripped its way up her throat.

Although she’d been forced to witness this act with Jake, experiencing it first hand made her realize just how horrifying it must’ve been for the rabbit. He didn’t invade her mouth with his tongue, but he molested her face thoroughly enough without having to. Maybe he thought he was being gentle, but Samantha whimpered in his painfully tight grip as he swapped saliva, filling her mouth with that sickening, carnivorous diet that had made her friend vomit. She could hear him whining nearby, struggling against his restraints as he was forced to watch Omega molest the squirrel.

The kiss didn’t last long, and afterwards she was more than willing to resume with fervor, anything to avoid that awful activity again. When the wolf stood up again though, he didn’t let go of her jaw. Instead, he grabbed her snout as well and spread them apart. To her horror, he didn’t stop, either. When the strain began to make her muscles ache, she started resisting, eyes wide and looking up at Omega in abject terror. She didn’t understand what was happening, even after the man explained that the other slaves would no longer be punished. He mentioned making it easier to finish her task and then--

A sudden cracking sensation radiated through the rodent’s skull, followed immediately by excruciating pain on both sides of the girl’s head as her bottom jaw was suddenly dislocated by a sharp downward thrust of Omega’s palm. A shriek tore out of her unhinged and gaping mouth before it was cut off abruptly by that large, repulsive organ jamming it’s way in with unrestricted access to the back of her throat. Samantha had gone into shock almost instantly, her world transforming into pain so white and blinding she didn’t even realize at first the she was having trouble breathing or that something massive was breaching her esophagus, tearing flesh, grinding bone and ripping muscle.

Though her eyes were open they didn’t register anything for the first several thrusts. There was another shrill cry that followed hers but it took what little scraps of Samantha’s frayed consciousness that still clung together to drag her returning vision away from the abdomen jerking back and forth in front of her to the source of the noise. It kept repeating, over and over again, and when her wide, tear-filled eyes passed onto Jake, her hearing, which had become muted and distant, slowly came back into focus.

“SAM! SAAAAM!!” Jake was screaming at the top of his lungs and had been since that first, agonizing sound of Samantha’s dislocating jaw rang through the room. “STOP! PLEASE STOP!” The rabbit begged and pleaded for Omega to end the madness, almost completely drowning out the two slaves own protests as he pounded his massive organ into the depths of her throat with such viciousness that the squirrel was gasping for breath so desperately she couldn’t even scream. The strength had left her body with that initial assault which caused her legs to give out and left her convulsing as she hung from the up-ended table getting face-fucked without mercy.

Jake had never witnessed something so horrifying in his life, and had it been him in her place he would’ve fainted long before that moment when the wolf, gasping and growling in feral pleasure, injected his semen so deep in her throat that she gurgled on the verge of drowning before the offending appendage was finally removed. For a few agonizing seconds the squirrel hung limp, as though she were dead, but a sudden spasm in her throat caused her to draw a ragged gasp for breath before breaking down into an agonizing fit of coughing and gagging that made her unhinged jaw howl with pain. It was so unbelievably painful that even as she struggled to take in air after he near drowning, Samantha was screaming and sobbing endlessly.

Everything had happened so fast and yet, in her pain-induced haze it seemed to last forever. Her muscles throbbed unbearably, she could taste blood and worst of all the girl’s jaw couldn’t close. Every attempt she made pulled on torn ligaments and drove searing needles of pain into her skull. The initial shock had worn off, so every new pain inflicted by Omega was as acute as it was going to get and there was nothing she could do but hang there as blood, saliva and semen poured from her dislocated jaw.

Samantha stared wide-eyed at the floor, her terror on par with her pain as her brain struggled to piece itself back together from the traumatic experience. Meanwhile Jake kept screaming her name over and over. He hadn’t stopped even once. His terror was through the roof, reaching such astonishing heights that he didn’t even care about the damage his violent thrashing was causing to his own body. The wounds on his wrists had reopened and fresh blood was trickling down his forearms while new injuries were being incurred on his ankles as he kicked and jerked at their limited reach.

“SAM! SAM! SAM! Are you okay, Sam?! Talk to me, please! SAAAAM! Saaa-ha-haaam!” Although he started to break down into tears, he still didn’t quit. He was mortified, shocked that someone could do something so unbelievably monstrous. So intense was his sympathy for his friend who’d just been brutally abused that he couldn’t even bear to register Omega’s ever constant presence. His instincts were screaming still, warning him that he might be next, but he was screaming louder.

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Omega stood over the barely conscious girl hanging by her wrists, losing himself in the high of his destructive afterglow, two horrified slaves on the bench behind him, sobbing along with Jake as he frantically kept calling her name. The wolf was loving it, though his erection had already hid itself away before he knelt to Samantha again. The poor girl might not have passed out, but she came pretty close. He stood and turned his back to Samantha, allowing her time to regain her senses and for Jake to stop screaming her name before addressing the sobbing slaves on the bench.

“You can go now. Go rest, and tell the doctor on your way out to bring me some smelling salts.”

The slaves stood slowly, holding each other as they slowly left the room, though looking over their shoulders at Samantha, not knowing what more the poor girl had in store for her, or even if Omega wouldn’t have done this to her whether she agreed to help them or not. Once they were out of the room, Omega tapped his chin as he eyed the damage he had just caused. His enthusiasm had been known to get out of hand from time to time, but the girl was expendable. In fact, what better way could there possibly be of making certain the boy would be absolutely terrified when it came to his turn to lose his virginity?

Omega had all but decided before asking for the smelling salts, but as his eyes fell to the concrete floor, and the drain for washing away the large pool of blood that would likely be forming underneath the poor girl by the time he was done with her. Omega chuckled coldly as he moved in, stepping to the side of the table to unlock one side, then the other before rotating the table back, pulling Samantha back onto it as it lay horizontal again, then locking the table in place once again.

As the wolf moved around her prone body, his eyes fell on that tiny slit, certainly not meant for a species such as a wolf, and it probably would take some effort to prepare that hole for an adult even of her own species. Of course, none of that mattered to Omega, who was so eager to try out at least one of his new toys that his arousal didn’t stay at bay for long. He turned his gaze to the no doubt traumatized bunny, grinning widely and almost giving a psychotic chuckle before speaking.

As he spoke, he pushed his sheath back again, squeezing and rubbing behind his knot to milk a few squirts of pre into his paw before coating his again fully aroused penis and knot with the natural lubricant.

“Watch closely, Jake. I’m going to show you how you’re going to make babies for me..” Omega’s gaze then returned to Samantha, his barely contained glee showing through those predatory eyes of the sight of a wounded prey about to be devoured. “..only.. with a hell of a lot more pain..”

Omega was already crawling onto the table with Samantha at that point, quickly unstrapping one of her legs, only to push the limb uncomfortably towards the little squirrel’s flat chest to get a better angle to penetrate that awaiting hole. The grinning wolf then purposefully squirted more pre against the crevice of Samantha’s tiny rodent slit. There was no way he was going to be able to get inside that without lubrication, and no chance of this being anything but permanently damaging as the girl had not been prepared for this moment, but the wolf had his prey trapped, and now it was time to feed.

Still holding behind his knot, Omega aimed his tip at the small target between the squirrel’s restricted legs, moving it side to side as it made contact with that barely open entrance, until he found that underdeveloped opening, giving a sharp jab against it, not penetrating, but giving Samantha a vague idea of how badly this was going to hurt. He kept a light pressure on that tiny entrance, enough to prevent his member from slipping free as he leaned down over Samantha, slowly bringing his muzzle to her ear. She was incapable of speaking, so it was safe to tell her a few disturbing secrets, as well as instilling as much terror as possible in the little rodent.

“The boy.. you want to protect him, whatever the cost. On your own you would be a wonderful, obedient slave for someone, or even a frightened little toy for me, but your compassion for the boy and selfless deeds you would do to protect him are going to be an issue in the future. I’m going to rape him. I’m going to hurt him almost as bad as I’m about to hurt you. I’m going to milk his fear, terrify him beyond all reason, and torture him just to hear that cute, wonderful scream. The boy is mine… I’m going to take him from you, and you’re going to die.. right in front of him.”

With that disturbing revelation, Omega raised his head, pushing himself up to a better angle and began repeatedly jabbing the tip of his cock against that restrictive hymen. He caused a bit of pain to his own member, as it was much too big to penetrate a hole that small naturally. He would have to rip through it, and cause a hideous injury that would have required immediate surgery to correct, if even the wolf had any intention of saving her.

He could start to feel the flesh tearing in her hymen, allowing for blood to coat the tip of his penis, providing further lubrication as it forced those inner walls to stretch and tear, no doubt causing intense pain for the pre-pubescent rodent. His cock seemed as if it were hitting a wall, but the wall was moving further and further into that tight cervix until Omega could feel the flesh starting to tear around his cock and start to give way for a painfully tight squeeze further in, his strength and the straps on the table containing the girl’s thrashing. With a snarl, he forced his way in, despite the pain, pushing his length all the way in until the tip of his damaging member reached the entrance to the womb. The wolf shuddered, causing the table to rattle in between thrashes. He had to allow the girl’s birth canal to stretch a little more before he could take this horrifying act to the next level.

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For several minutes after the brutal assault of his friend, Jake kept screaming for her, begging Samantha to respond, to give some indication she was going to be okay. After what he’d witnessed though, he feared deeply that the squirrel would never be the same again. She hung slack with her mouth gaping, jaw protruding unnaturally after being popped from its sockets. Every time she tried to move it, cries of agonizing pain racked her aching lungs. And with her mind slowly coming together again, new, deeper and more excruciating sensations were aggravating her senses. She could barely believe what had just happened.

One moment she was willingly letting that awful wolf’s penis into her mouth, the next she was afflicted with such an unbearable agony while it was shoved so deep into her muzzle that she nearly suffocated. Even now blood was running down her raw, throbbing throat into a belly full of Omega’s vile seed. She wanted to vomit, but she couldn’t even bring herself to stand. It hurt just to cry, but it was the only way to express her unbelievable grief. She knew the man was horrible, but she’d had no idea the extent of his savagery until that moment when her jaw broke.

It seemed to take forever for Samantha to recover enough strength to lift her head and glance weakly in Jake’s direction, her red, irritated and tear-filled eyes locking onto his. Only when she finally acknowledged him did the buck begin to quiet down, but his terror only continued to rise as Omega ordered the other two slaves to leave the room and have smelling salts brought to him. The rabbit could only watch and sob miserably as they left, taking with them the little comfort their presence had given him. Now he and his friend were alone with a monster than had just nearly killed one them.

This realization made Jake’s squirming resume as the wolf turned around to survey the violence he’d wrought. Omega said nothing of the scene and instead, moved to Samantha’s table and adjusted it until she was prone again. She didn’t respond in the least, hanging from her straps until she was laying flat, at which point the man paced around the table before addressing the terrified buck who could do nothing but watch. The look on Omega’s face as he cackled like a maniac was the most frightening thing Jake had ever seen as he backed up against his own table, his eyes so wide with instinctual panic that if he’d been anymore like his ancestors, he would’ve died of heart failure right then and there.

Instead, he was forced to stare at that naked predator as he stroked his organ and coated it in his own fluids while he spoke. His words were like knives in Jake’s heart as he offered to demonstrate what he was going to make the horrified buck do one day only, as he put it, in a far more painful manner. The bunny didn’t know what this meant at first, but as Omega climbed up onto the table, unbinding one of Samantha’s legs to fold it nearly double across her body, his heart began to thump painfully in his chest. The girl was too weak and in too much pain to do more than groan at the wolf’s rough treatment.

She couldn’t even do much when she felt something warm against her virgin hole. It was clear how desperate the girl was to speak though, to say something. To apologize, to beg forgiveness, for mercy. Her jaws flexed painfully as her aching throat choked on the blood that was pooling until her head turned to the side to drain it. This drew her attention to Jake as he stood shaking like a leaf and whining loudly. The girl began to become more responsive, writhing weakly at the sight of her friend’s distress as she struggled to move her mouth, to say something comforting. But what could she say that wasn’t a lie? This awful man broke her jaw without even hesitating, molested and nearly killed her, and now… Now she knew what was coming next.

As Omega started weaseling the tip of his shaft in-between the lips of Samantha’s vagina, Jake spoke up frantically. “No, please! PLEASE!” he screamed. “Please don’t hurt her anymore! J-just stop! You--you got what you wanted, please stop!” He sobbed and pleaded, his body shuddering with misery as a sharp cry from the squirrel signaled the beginning of the end.

She’d felt her lips part, that hot organ slipping its way inside, but when he jerked against her tiny hymen, she couldn’t contain her distress as the pain shot up her spine like a hot little knife. It was painful, but her terror clouded mind told her it was nothing compared to what was coming next, and as if to confirm her expectations, Omega leaned close to her head and whispered words for only her to hear. What he said made her blood run cold though. Unable to speak, the wolf was confident enough to reveal the worst of his intentions. How he planned to do unspeakable things to Jake, extracting the greatest depths of terror from her fragile friend, but worst of all, the most awful truth she could’ve ever been told, was that because of her compassion Omega was going to kill her, and that Jake would be forced to watch.

At that moment she realized that this room was the last thing she’d ever see, that the searing pain of her broken jaw and stolen virginity would be her last conscious memories. That horror struck such a cord in her delicate psyche that she broke right then and there. A ragged sob tore up her throat, eyes wide and shedding fresh tears as she stared directly at Jake whom still begged for her to be spared. He didn’t know. Wouldn’t know until it was too late. The girl’s jaw flexed even more, causing agonizing pain to burrow into her skull as she tried to speak with all her might. This would be the last thing Samantha would ever be able to utter if she could even manage to form a coherent word.

Even as she struggled to say something to Jake, who according to Omega was doomed to a life worse than death, the wolf began thrusting painfully into her tight, restrictive hole. Flesh began to tear almost immediately, drawing fresh drops of her life blood as she screamed through her slack jaws and flexed in agony on the table. Her limbs were dead weights, but her body writhed with intense pain as each jerk of that increasingly blood-slick member drove it deeper inside her. The experience even in those first few moments was so excruciating that it was nothing compared to her broken face which began to go numb instead.

She still tried to speak even through her sobbing cries made anything she could utter completely unintelligible. That invasive organ pushed further and further, tearing her hymen to shreds and creating agonizing fissures in her narrow birth canal as it was stretched beyond capacity in every way until finally a strained shriek indicated that Omega’s penis had gone as deep as possible. At that point he stopped, allowing Samantha’s breathless, wheezing cries to taper off while her vaginal muscles tensed and strained against the intrusion, serving only to widen those tears and fill the packed cavity with gushing blood until it began to pour out around her horribly distended labia, staining her backside and tail as it pooled on the chrome table.

Jake hadn’t stop screaming and crying along with his friend as the carnivore brutally raped her in front of him. He could see the blood, hear the wet squishing as that organ ripped its way inside. Samantha was barely clinging to consciousness as she stared with half-dead eyes at the rabbit, jaw flexing silently during that short reprieve while Omega let her insides stretch to accommodate. But Jake couldn’t remain silent, he was fearing no only for her health but for her life now.

“STOP! STOP IT! PLEASE!” he shrieked, thrashing so violently against his restraints that the table, even locked down was jostling with the threat of taking flight. “YOU’RE KILLING HER, STOP! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!” He continued to repeat himself, occasionally breaking down into pitiful sobbing as Samantha just laid there, so weak and in pain that the only thing she could do was flex her spine and groan.

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Omega’s lust only grew with the shrieking pleas from Jake, but his eyes remained locked onto Samantha. Her screams and wordless pleas giving him a rush of power, his cock twitching needily in those tight confines as the need to ravage her small body had grown out of control, but Omega wasn’t fighting it. He was embracing that desire to take from his prey what she desperately didn’t want to give up, be it Jake, her virginity, or her own life.

Samantha didn’t get very long to rest as Omega started to rock his hips, pushing and pulling at the squirrel’s birth canal as his tip prodded against the entrance to her young womb. Blood was already starting to leak when Omega pulled back for the first time, pulling some of Samantha’s life from her along with it. It didn’t take long for Omega to work that narrow canal open to allow for more violent thrusts.

His tip slammed against the back of that relatively shallow entrance to Samantha’s body, groaning out in pleasure. Feeling it clench as the pain  became greater for his young prey enticed groans and pants from the brutal slaver. Omega arched his back, pushing his hips forward as he leaned down, opening his jaws to push his tongue through the now defenseless opening in the girl’s previously ravaged throat, feeling it squeeze his tongue with gags just as her young cunt was squeezing down on the other end.

The fact that Jake suspected the fatal damage that Omega was doing to the poor girl made his terror all the more delicious, even though that terror was only indirectly towards the wolf and more over his friend’s safety. Despite the immense pleasure both cubs were giving him as he inflicted this torment on one of his two personal toys, giving the violent wolf more than enough stimulation for an orgasm, Omega resisted that release for the time being. He grinned wider down at Samantha as the pain was far from over. He wanted to knot the girl.

The front door to the showers opened suddenly, and doctor Aero entered the room with an odd-looking bottle. Omega looked back over his shoulder with a chuckle, giving Samantha a moment of slight reprieve as the doctor approached.

“Perfect timing, doctor.”

Without a word, the dolphin handed off the bottle, and promptly left. It wasn’t the scene itself that warranted the quick exit, only the lost time caused by the two slaves who had been pardoned, which was only thanks to the imminent demise of the squirrel helplessly trapped beneath the violent lupine. Omega promptly twisted the cap, releasing the mixture inside to irritate Samantha’s nasal cavity as the bottle was waved under Samantha’s snout to keep her alert before closing the bottle.

“Don’t you pass out, yet. We’re far from done here.”

Setting the closed bottle onto the table above Samantha’s head, Omega gripped the girl’s shoulders, holding her steady and slamming his hips forward in a powerful thrust that shot a new wave of pain through his victim. Omega was shuddering with clenched jaws as he tried to force his way forward. biologically this was as far as Samantha’s body was willing to let Omega inside, but defying biology and any hint of mercy, his sharp jabs and straining pushes eventually started to rip at that final opening and break inside.

Omega let out a relieved and pleasured groan as even more of Omega’s shaft was disappearing into the young squirrel. The back half of Omega’s shaft had become dry by this point, but that ravaged cavity was steadily coating the dried segments with fresh, warm blood, the smell and feel of which caused Omega’s heart to pump faster. Samantha was nothing more than injured prey at this point, which only served to keep Omega’s eyes locked onto her with almost a feral look.

Unfortunately for Samantha, Omega’s true goal wasn’t ripping into her womb, but forcing his knot inside her to pleasure the more sensitive areas of that wolf peen. He continued to strain and buck his hips, slapping his knot against the bloodied entrance until he had splashed enough blood onto it to strain forward again and aim to get inside. At this point, Omega knew he was on borrowed time, so he had to finish quickly before Samantha went out for the last time. He could probably force her awake at least once more before her body gave up the fight, and it was looking like that moment would come very soon once that monstrous bulb popped through, stretching Samantha’s brutalized birth canal beyond what he had done previously, snarling as that entrance popped shut behind his knot, giving the wolf a rush of pleasure he was going to ride into Samantha’s final moments.

---

After Omega had successfully forced nearly half of his manhood into Samantha’s body, she had begun to fade. That short reprieve had only given her body time to lose more blood, much of it dumping into the spaces between her organs rather than through the hole which the wolf had so callously shoved his raging erection into. The pain was so intense, but the squirrel could barely utter a sound to express it. Everything hurt, and what didn’t hurt felt like it didn’t exist. Pain was all she could feel. It was her very being now.

Yet somehow it managed to achieve even greater heights as that weapon inside her destroyed vagina began rocking back and forth, causing blood to gush in fits whenever it could. All the while she groaned in agony, long, drawn out whines were all she could muster. When his thrusting grew harder and more violent, the intensity of her moans increased. She was already a goner at this point, having lost nearly a third of her blood in just a little over two minutes, and from Jake’s perspective it was a nightmare her couldn’t wake up from.

The once pristine chrome surface that held Samantha was now a growing pool of blood. It spread around Omega’s knees and toes, spilling onto the floor as the rabbit watched, wide-eyed and nauseous. He eventually couldn’t take it anymore. The growing smell of blood and impending death made his diaphram convulse as he proceed to vomit bile until all the could do was gag dryly. His friend was dying, she was being raped to death and there was nothing he could do to stop it. Omega merely relished in his pleas, and being silent didn’t slow him either.

As that table jostled with the wolf’s violent humping motions, it took every ounce of Jake’s strength not to faint. He felt weak, ill, like life no longer had meaning. Only earlier today he thought being enslaved was the worst thing that could happen, but as the girl lay on that table only feet from him, presently gagging as Omega felt the need to deep-throat her broken mouth, he realized how horribly mistaken he was. He even began to wonder if that awful cheetah had been right. Would going with him really have been preferable to what was happening now?

Samantha’s fading gaze still watched Jake, even after Omega permitted her to breath again. Her chest was barely moving though. In fact, the only parts of her still moving where the ones affected by that blood-soaked organ as it continued to shred her insides. Her eyes looked so dead now… he thought for sure his friend had died, right before his eyes just then.

Suddenly Doctor Aero came into the room with a small bottle to hand off to Omega, but as he started to leave, Jake shrieked at him. “STOP!! MAKE HIM STOP! HE’S KILLING HER, PLEASE! NO! COME BACK! COME BAAA-ha-haack…” The rabbit slumped miserably, barely strong enough to even hold himself up anymore. The emotional trauma he was witnessing now would never leave him. After today, his life would revolve around that wolf and he would never be able to escape this horror or those yellow eyes, not even in his dreams.

Jake sobbed loudly as he tugged weakly on his wrists, feeling a complete sense of loss. He was truly alone now. Samantha was dead and… A sudden gasp and a shriek drew the bunny’s horrified attention as the squirrel sprung back to life. The wolf had wafted the open bottle under her nose, drawing her from whatever intermediary realm between life and death she’d been residing in, and all at once every ounce of pain and agony racked her dying body. She screamed, shrill and sustained, and though Jake didn’t know why exactly, the truth was that at that very moment Omega’s powerful thrusting hips and ripped through her cervix like bloody tissue-paper, filling her uterus completely as unimaginable agony caused her entire body to go into a seizure.

The man didn’t stop though, he kept thrusting and thrusting until suddenly that blood drenched knot that had steadily been pressing against her vagina more and nire, finally forced its way deep inside. By now there were no muscles left intact to even clamp down around the offending appendage. Samantha’s birth canal was shredded, her cervix completely ruptured and gushing the last of her life blood into her body where deep black bruises had already consumed the lower half of her abdomen, barely visible through her fur. Meanwhile the front end of of Omega’s throbbing penis had stretched and obliterated the young girl’s undeveloped uterus, depositing all manner of bacteria into the once sterile environment.

That was it. The scream she uttered was the last sound she would ever make. Samantha’s body went limp and unresponsive to the thrusts that proceeded to rip her horribly damaged sexual organs to pieces. When next Omega cared to pull out of his nearly dead victim, half of her innards would follow, but there was already enough gore to put Jake over the edge. The one thing that he couldn’t bare more than anything else though, were those last few moments as the light faded from her eyes.

It must’ve taken every bit of strength she had left to move that broken jaw to form those silent words, but as Jake watched in complete mortification, she mouthed, “I’m sorry.” And then she was gone. The rabbit knew it for sure this time. The blood ceased to flow, she wasn’t moving and most damning of all, she stopped breathing. The shriek that tore out of Jake’s aching throat was so shrill it made his own ears ring and extended so far beyond the closed doors that everyone in the lab heard it.

“YOU KILLED HER!” he howled, “YOU MONSTER, WHY DID YOU KILL HER?!” He would’ve continued but his body chose at that moment to completely shut down. Jake’s eyes promptly rolled up into his head as he collapsed, dangling from his restraints like a piece of meat.

---

Omega wasn’t even paying attention to Jake’s frantic pleas once Samantha started shrieking from renewed pain, forced to be conscious when her body wanted to shut down. This deep level of physical torment was the height of Omega’s twisted pleasure, causing him to groan almost as loud as Samantha was screaming, giving Jake that horrid contrast between intense pleasure and intense agony as the squirrel shrieked through her unhinged jaws.

The wolf didn’t have much time to work with, so he began slamming his hips forward, slapping them against Samantha’s pelvis, repositioning her one free leg against his waist as he lowered his body. The wolf’s chest pressed against Samantha’s screaming face, putting pressure on her broken jaw as he rocked his body back and forth, the table rattling with his deadly thrusts into that slowly failing body. When it was silent enough, the sound of those clacking jaws could be heard as the wolf’s chest grinded back and forth on top of them. Pressed between the wolf’s chest and the table, Samantha’s head was trapped in a position where she and Jake couldn’t help but meet each other's’ gaze as Omega’s groans grew ever louder.

Eventually her screams stopped, and her struggles grew weaker. One more pass of the smelling salts under her nose only triggered a single jerk as she was quickly starting to lose consciousness for the last time. Although disappointed her body couldn’t have lasted just a little longer, he still continued thrusting into her unresponsive body until that shredded orifice gave the wolf the release he needed. With the girl on the way out, Omega instead focused on Jake’s pitiful sobs as he panted with his fatal climax, his member throbbing within those destroyed innards, spilling seed wherever it could seep into.

Omega rose from the girl’s limp body, knot still buried within her, and when he yanked the bulb free, some of the shredded flesh from inside Samantha’s obliterated orifice came out with it. Omega’s shaft, dark red from the girl’s bleeding, slowly started to recede, the wolf carefully guiding it back into his sheath with a light gasp, bathing in the afteglow as he watched his recently purchased toy’s eyes lock onto Jake for a short moment before her chest stopped rising and falling with her slowed breaths.

If Omega hadn’t just spilled his seed twice into the now deceased rodent, Jake’s piercing shrieks, although slightly painful to Omega’s own ears, would have brought his arousal back from his soaked crotch. No sooner did Jake make his pain known with his shrieking protests over what had just transpired did the boy fall unconscious, held up by the restraints on his wrists. Omega shuddered as this sight pleased him greatly. After this display, the terror within Jake the first time he would be forced to take Omega’s cock would be absolutely incredible.

This was the perfect chance to start stretching Jake out for later. The wolf moved off of the exam table to unlock it and bring Samantha back to an upright position. The dead cub slid from the table as it tilted forward, hanging limp from her restraints while blood dripped steadily from her brutalized vagina, into the drain below the table.

Smelling salts in his paw, he moved over to Jake, setting the bottle onto the floor. He wasn’t going to wake the boy just yet. In his unconscious state, he would be as relaxed as he would ever get. It took some working behind his now sheathed and slightly sore knot to extract some more pre, but he still managed a few squirts. Omega slipped a finger into Jake’s rear, taking advantage of that relaxed sphincter to begin stretching the boy’s tight entrance. It was a long and tedious process that he usually left up to the doctor, if ever he felt inclined to take on a personal toy for more than one use.

Omega’s knot remained inflated as he felt the relaxed sphincter was still tight around his finger. The only thing Omega regretted about not raping Jake in the tunnel was denying himself the pleasure of ripping into that tight hole, and getting the same satisfaction he just got from Samantha. The wolf began to think as he attempted to force a second finger into Jake’s anus. The boy’s fear would be easy enough to maintain, but he had to pace this carefully or his little captive might become so accustomed to fear and abuse that he would stop resisting. It would help if Jake was made to believe he could still get away somehow. Having no consequences for running was a good start.

Still, there was no reason to plan it all out now. It would still be two or three more days before he could be sure of the boy’s survival when the wolf decided to mount him. Omega began fingering Jake with two fingers once he forced the other one inside. His finger bones were practically grinding together inside the tight orifice. Once Omega was satisfied that the boy would be a little more loose, he opened the smelling salts, and waved the bottle under Jake’s nose until he snapped awake, his sphincter clenching down around those two digits still inside.

When Jake’s eyes opened, Omega grinned widely before swiftly yanking his fingers free of the boy’s stretched hole, staring into those terrified eyes as he let Jake know what had happened while he was unconscious. Omega wanted Jake to know that it was just his fingers, not the same organ that killed Samantha, that were the reason for his sudden soreness.

“Your hole is even tighter than hers was. If I were to fuck you right now, the damage would be far worse.”

---

Screams echoed throughout the room as Jake watched, helpless as Omega ravaged his dying friend with that monstrous creature between his legs. Her life was draining away, spreading across the shiny metal table like a crimson sheet. It poured to the floor in great quantities right before his eyes. She was in such pain. He could hear it in her voice. And somewhere deep down he knew she wouldn't survive

As those fading eyes locked onto his in those last minutes he knew she did too. His friend, the one who did everything in her limited power to protect him, to spare him the worst of this frightening ordeal, was going to die. Right here, right now. And what made him feel so terrible was the fact that had he not been restrained he still couldn't have saved her. He was a coward.

Every time a chance arose where he could be brave and show how much he appreciated everything she'd done for him, he instead had been selfish. Maybe if he had been more compassionate, more willing to make sacrifices then maybe... maybe she wouldn't be here now, speared by a raging erection too big for her, utilized with such reckless feral abandon that her survival had clearly not been on her rapist’s mind. He just kept going, pounding and pounding, extracting every agonized sound from her broken body until there was nothing left.

And then, in those final moments as that last, tiny inkling of conscious life stared into Jake's soul as hers moved on, she uttered those words. And he heard them. "I'm sorry". Even after everything she'd done for him and everything he didn't do for her she was sorry. Sorry for what happened or sorry for what she knew and he didn't? No. She didn't have to be sorry. He did, and for once he wanted to own up to it.

"I'm sorry!" he cried, his voice echoing in his ears. "I'm so sorry, Sam! I'm sorry for everything, I'm--"

The image of Samantha’s dead, empty stare distorted then suddenly evaporated. His nostrils were burning and it quickly extended to his lungs. Though he had thought his eyes were open already they opened again. Only then did he realize he'd been in darkness the entire time.

When he finally awoke from his fear-induced nightmare it was with a sharp gasp that filled his lungs with not just the smelling salts but the distinct scent of a predator. His instincts kicked in immediately and his terror reawakened, causing every muscle in his body to tense, including those around the fingers jammed inside his backside.

Omega waited for Jake's terror-filled eyes to lock onto him grinning menacingly before those fingers were yanked out of his anus. The buck squealed sharply, his sphincter clamping shut with discomfort. Then he began to sob loudly, his breaths shuddering with his grief. In those moments before waking he'd hoped what Omega forced him to witness was just a bad dream, but a darting gaze back to the table Samantha’s corpse hung from told him otherwise.

The squirrel dangled from the now upright table, still strapped to the surface everywhere but where her one leg had been freed, but it didn't matter anymore. She was dead, eyes still open, jaw sagging and unmoving as blood, semen and entrails still dribbled from her ruined hole. The chrome surface below her was a canvas of gore that extended to the floor where it gurgled around the room’s central drain. He'd never seen a sight so nauseating. It put the horrors on the bus to shame. At least they had been killed quickly but Sam... she experienced the worst the wolf had to offer before he let her die.

And it seemed he would be next. Though Omega made clear he had only forced two fingers into his hole, his statement about how much worse the damage would be if he did the same thing to him that had happened to Samantha incited a panic in the mournful buck.

"N-n-no, please, please!" he cried pitifully, feeling for certain he too was not long for the world now. The idea of going through the horror that ended the squirrel’s life filled him with such terror though that he had to try and beg for his life. "Ple-he-hease don't kill me, please! Ah-I don't wanna die, I don't, not like that! Not like that!" Completely overtaken with grief for the loss of his friend and what he felt was his own impending death, the rabbit broke down into the most anguished fit of sobbing he could been able to manage so far.

---

Omega stood and took a few steps back as Jake uttered the very words the wolf was eager to hear. Jake was begging not to be next. He was begging not to be fucked. This left no more doubts in Omega’s mind that when he took this boy’s virginity, that unfiltered terror from the boy’s enhanced instincts would be intoxicating and addictive. It was the closest Omega would get to taking on a mate.

“To be honest, Jake, I would love nothing more than to rape you as well, and tear open your insides and let them spill onto the floor...  but at the moment, I’m feeling a little worn out, and besides, if you have the gene I’m looking for, you’re much more valuable to me alive.”

Omega leaned down slowly and deliberately, only to pat Jake on the side of the cheek before walking to the side wall, leaving bloody footprints along the cement as he retrieved the nozzle on one of the water hoses, and opened the valve. Omega squirted the nozzle against the floor to make sure there were no kinks in the line before walking past Jake, approaching the dead squirrel.

He placed the nozzle on the floor, and unstrapped Samantha’s ankle, then stood to unstrap the restraints on her wrists, one by one. Her body was still limp, swinging freely by one arm before the wolf freed it, sending her lifeless form flopping like a ragdoll onto the concrete below. Omega then picked up the nozzle, and began rinsing the collected blood from the surface of the table. He had to unlock the wheels and move the table away from the puddle of blood underneath, leaving some bloody tracks from the wheels before they could be hosed off as well, then deposited the table against the front wall to dry.

Omega then disappeared behind Jake’s table, returning with a bottle of shampoo as he took the nozzle in his free paw.

“I’ll go ahead and get you cleaned up myself, since I’m in need of a bath as well.”

Omega’s crotch was stained with blood, particularly around his sheath and running down his testicals. He started to spray cold water against Jake’s bound body, down his legs and up his arms, his chest, and kept a steady stream onto Jake’s face for a moment before lightly swishing his wrist to let the water spread over his ears, and his tiny genitals. He then approached Jake to make sure he got the boy’s back side wet as well, purposefully shooting a quick jet against Jake’s no doubt sore ring under his tail.

Omega set the nozzle aside, and opened the bottle of shampoo, squirting into his paws and wasting no time lathering up Jake’s tummy and chest, groaning softly as his paws groped freely on Jake’s chest, rubbing his thumbs a few times against the tips of Jake’s hidden nipples before taking Jake’s bottom jaw in his grip. He grinned again as he suspected the boy’s assumptions on what he was about to do with that lower jaw as he forced Jake’s muzzle open, but instead of forcing it down, he instead pressed his thumb against Jake’s cheek. With this, he would keep Jake’s muzzle open, unless the bunny was willing to bite through his own cheek and Omega’s thumb in order to stop what was coming.

Omega leaned in and pressed his tongue into Jake’s muzzle, groaning against the boy’s lips as his tongue gagged the cub from its deep invasions. Throughout the passionate, lustful kiss, Omega’s lathered paw continued to work the soap into Jake’s white fur, paying special attention to that tense, but soft rump, and around the abused anal ring. Jake’s squeals went without response, but not without attention. Omega just couldn’t resist squeezing more discomfort and fear out of his captive before taking him from the lab.

Omega’s free paw scooped underneath Jake’s scrotum after soaping up his inner thighs, rubbing the soap into Jake’s genitals quite thoroughly as he assaulted the boy’s muzzle with his growing lust for the child. Once Omega was satisfied with his blatant groping, he broke the kiss with a contented sigh before standing, mashing the soap into Jake’s neck, then his cheeks as he worked his way towards the ears, watching very closely for any signs that Jake intended to bite his fingers, a slap awaiting him if he should try it.

---

Though Omega took a few steps back before speaking Jake didn’t feel any safer, and what he had to say only made him feel worse. Just listening to the wolf describe what he would like to do caused his throat to tighten and cut off his relentless sobbing for a few moments so he could gag and shudder with horror. Those quick and dirty details mirrored what he’d done to Samantha, and having them uttered made his gaze shift to the deceased squirrel. He whined sadly and looked away to stare at the floor where he could see his legs still trying to hide his loins.

His tormentor explained that he would be spared, partially because he’d tired himself out from killing his friend, but mostly because Jake undoubtedly had this gene he was seeking. The one he wanted to replicate. The young bunny still didn’t know if he could believe that line about him being important or if he was just leading him like he had with the squirrel. She’d thought a little blow-job would save the two slaves whose already miserable lives he and her had disrupted, and it did, but at a much graver cost that anyone expected. It made Jake worry what he might lose in Omega’s quest to get what he wanted.

Despite focusing his gaze on the floor, the buck sensed the wolf leaning forward and inhaled sharply, tensing his muscles in fearful anticipation of something new and awful coming his way. Instead, he got a pat on the cheek. Then Omega left him to acquire a hose from the far wall. Jake watched with one blue eye, still shedding the occasional tear. The wolf turned a valve and tested the line before passing in front of the shivering buck to focus on Samantha.

When he set the hose down to begin unfastening the dead squirrel, Jake spoke up with frightened indignation. “L-leave her alone! Don’t t-t-touch her! St--haaah…” Omega ignored him completely, loosing all of Samantha’s shackles until her body slumped to the floor. She dropped to her knees and folded over her own body, face still turned to one side and looking in Jake’s direction while her long, lifeless tail snaked through her own blood. With her arms splayed in a mockery of her bravery in life, there was no longer any doubt in the boy’s mind that she was gone. She was just a piece of meat now.

He’d never see her again, he knew it. Would never get to hear her laugh again, or see her smile… Another wave of pitiful sobbing took hold of the young rabbit as he sagged in his own bondage, eyes closed as tears dropped to the floor. He felt so alone now, alone in this nightmare and trapped with this horrible wolf, a man who enjoyed extracting every ounce of misery and fear out of him, who’d killed the only person he could’ve relied on like she was nothing. Maybe he was nothing, too. Omega was probably lying, just biding his time until he got tired of Jake and decided to end him too.

Paranoia ran rampant in the little eight-year-old’s mind as the wolf hosed down the scene of his violent murder, cleaning it all up like nothing had ever happened before moving it away to be collected later. Samantha’s body remained though, crumpled, defeated and beginning to cool and stiffen with rigor mortis. Jake couldn’t bear to look at her anymore, though. Whenever he opened his eyes it was to stare at the floor, watching his own tears as they struck the concrete in front of his feet.

He remained this way until Omega started to approach, only to slip out of sight. Terror swelled in his bosom as Jake’s head jerked up and looked around for the man he expected to kill him. At this point he couldn’t imagine anything else happening. But when he reappeared with a bottle of soap and the hose, the buck’s eyes widened and his legs pressed together even further. The wolf planned to bathe him. For what purpose he didn’t know, and even though a nice warm bath would’ve been just what he needed after so much psychological trauma, what he got instead was a cold shower.

Jake gasped loudly in shock as the ice cold water struck his body. He reacted so strongly that his entire body was thrown against the steel table behind him. He was powerless to defend himself though. All he could do was express his immense discomfort in the form of shrill, gasping whines and teeth-chattering whimpers. The freezing buck couldn’t even form words to beg for Omega to stop as every inch of his body was drenched. Every limb that was assaulted convulsed in turn, his temperature-regulating ears especially. When the water passed over them they immediately ducked behind his head.

His already small genitals shrank even more under the bombardment of icy liquid despite his pinched legs attempting to defend them, and Omega was more thorough that Jake would’ve liked. Chills ran up and down his exposed back when the wolf came in close to cover all his bases. The perverted lupine didn’t even leave his sore little anus unaccounted for. When that spray struck his sensitive backside, the rabbit yelped loudly and arched his spine, trying to cover the area with his cheeks and tail.

After the extremely unpleasant start to his ‘bath’, the real terror and humiliation began. Jake watched as Omega soaped up his paws, intent on running them over his entire body. The very idea made the boy shudder with disgust. “N-no, please, please d-don’t,” he whimpered, though why he even hoped the wolf would listen he didn’t know. Before he could say another word Omega’s grubby mitts, the same ones that held Samantha as he murdered her, callously rubbed the soap into Jake’s naked fur, exploring his exposed body without abandon.

This act alone was almost as traumatizing as watching his friend die. The way the lupine groped his body with unrestricted access, it was like Jake’s body was no longer his own. Omega was privvy to every nook and cranny. And when he thought it couldn’t get any worse, one of those paws grabbed his jaw and forced it open. That gesture alone filled the rabbit with such intense horror. This was exactly what happened to Samantha before her jaw was broken and her mouth and throat brutally violated.

Starting to freak out, the buck squirmed in his binding, breathing rapidly even as a clawed thumb pressed painfully into his cheek to keep his mouth open. He thought for sure he’d be hearing that sickening crack of his own jaw dislocating at any moment, but instead as he stared with wide-eyed terror into the yellow eyes of the wolf, he felt a tongue against his lips. And suddenly it slipped between his spread teeth and invaded his muzzle even as Jake tried to scream in protest.

As the revolting kiss continued, that massive slimy tongue filling his mouth completely and causing him to gag as it tried to go down his throat, Jake couldn’t bear to look into those demonic eyes. Face scrunching as he whined shrilly into Omega’s mouth, his gaze jerked away, but what they found wasn’t any better. Nearby on the floor, those dead eyes continued to stare emptily at Jake. Samantha was dead, but even in death, with those pupils already clouding over, she wasn’t able to look away. That single sight made his entire body tremble with despair. He closed his eyes and struggled helplessly as his torment continued, unable to bring himself to open them again.

Unfortunately, with his eyes closed, all of Jake’s other senses became heightened. He could feel every tingle of his sensitive nerves as that free paw groped his chest, grazed his sensitive nipples, and continued on to molest his backside. Omega spent a lot of time there, tracing rings around his little anus, still sore after his two fingers had done little to loosen it. He teased and tormented him with it, poking his hole and grasping at his fuzzy cheeks to elicit squeals and whines from his prey, which Jake gave him plenty of.

As terrified, mortified and ashamed as Jake was because of this humiliating abuse, he was also growing angry. He rarely expressed rage, but ever since those slavers hijacked the bus and tormented him the entire way here, only to be further tormented by those he was handed off too, he’d begun to get sick of it. Everyone took advantage of him because of his meek stature and his unfortunate condition around predators, making fun of him. And now he was being outright molested, even raped but these awful men, of which Omega was the worst perpetrator by far.

His increasing displeasure became evident as he started thrashing more violently and grunting instead of screaming. The last straw was when the wolf assaulted his most private region, slipping in-between his thighs and groping his sac and sheath under the guise of washing them. Jake actually started screaming again at that point, but it was filled with more anger than fear. He was building up to lash out and Omega gave him plenty of time to summon the courage to do it. So when he finally broke that kiss to begin washing the rabbit’s blood-stained face, he was breathing heavy and huffing until one of the wolf’s fingers got too close to his mouth.

Not caring whether Omega expected it or not, the anger fueled a momentary burst of bravery as Jake targeted one of the wolf’s perverted paws. He was quickly enough to snag one of them just behind the knuckle of his index further, pinching the flesh between his blunted incisors enough to elicit a sharp, pained grunt from his assailant, but the retaliation came swiftly. Immediately after he bit the man, the other paw back-handed Jake across the face so hard his ears rung, his cracked snout stung with renewed pain and suds flew through the air.

With that single strike, Jake was stunned, staring wide-eyed at the wall he was now facing, cheek burning and muzzle throbbing. Every ounce of his anger had evaporated in an instant and his meekness returned. Trembling legs buckled beneath him and the rabbit dangled, sobbing softly.

---

Omega watched Jake’s muzzle carefully, but even as he was prepared for the attempt to bite him, the little bunny was more swift with his attack than Omega had expected. He only managed to pull most of his finger out of Jake’s mouth before those jaws closed. Omega had expected a hesitant bite with plenty of warning from the boy’s eyes and body language, but instead, Jake reacted from anger.

Omega snarled in pain as those teeth caught the tip of his thumb, though he was more concerned with Jake’s anger than the actual bite. This would have to be corrected. Omega yanked his thumb away, causing those teeth to catch and break the skin. With no hesitation, Omega slapped the back of his other paw against Jake’s muzzle, careful not to cause any more damage to the boy’s fractured snout, but enough to send a jolt of pain the boy probably wasn’t prepared for.

It seemed to have done the trick, as Jake returned to his pitiful sobbing once the initial pain wore off, but the wolf wasn’t finished. Suddenly, both paws clasped against Jake’s neck, squeezing down on the boy’s throat until it became difficult to breathe. The wolf’s expression showed that he was not amused. He silently leaned in closer to Jake, letting the fear take hold as Jake’s body started to demand the air that the boy was barely able to pull into his lungs.

“I tend to allow my slaves one free bite, and this was yours. You should have picked a better target, boy, because if you EVER--” Omega put emphasis on this word by shoving Jake’s head roughly, but not too violently against the table. “--bite me again, Doctor Aero will make damn sure it’ll be the last time you use those teeth. Your body belongs to me now, and every piece of it I allow you to keep is a privilege. Any part of your body gets misused, and you’ll lose that privilege, got it? ..GOT IT?!”

Omega couldn’t tell if Jake had nodded his head, or if he was on the verge of passing out, but either way, he was satisfied, releasing Jake’s throat and leaving a bloody thumb print on his neck. As Omega saw this, he looked back to his thumb, which was bleeding slightly. It seemed only to be a small cut from pulling his skin from those clamping jaws. With a grunt of displeasure, Omega used his other thumb to press some soap against the new blood stain on Jake’s neck before standing, picking up the hose again, though instead of using it to rinse Jake’s soaped up body, he used the cold water to start soaking his own fur, clenching his teeth and grunting again from the cold of the water. Like Jake, the wolf would also have preferred a warm shower, but he was eager to get Jake into his office.

Omega dropped the hose once he was thoroughly soaked himself, and started lathering himself up. He didn’t take nearly as long to do so as he had when touching Jake’s soft, young body, though he spent quite a bit more time around his crotch all the same, primarily because that area soaked up the most blood.

Once satisfied, Omega re-acquired the hose, turning it to Jake first, rinsing the soap from Jake’s bound form, moving around him to get all angles as before, then turned the nozzle to himself, massaging the blood out of his fur as he rinsed, fingers pressing against his sheath, a sight he knew Jake wouldn’t want to take in, but it didn’t matter. The boy would be seeing and feeling much more of that organ in the future.

After retrieving a towel to dry himself off, Omega retrieved a second towel for Jake, approaching him with a slight smirk as he employed a bit of reverse psychology.

“I’m going to untie you now so you can dry yourself off.” The wolf grinned as he leaned down to eye level with Jake, gripping the boy’s chin so he could look into those terrified eyes once more. “If you want to run again, I’ll make sure you don’t take too hard a fall this time.”

It was both plain and secret that Omega hoped Jake would try to run, but the part of him still focused on getting the boy set up in his new “home” wasn’t eager to waste the time on another chase, and hoped Jake would be too afraid to try it. Still, the boy’s condition made it all the more exciting to see what he would do once Omega removed the straps from Jake’s limbs, starting with the ankles.

After one ankle was released, Omega held it in place firmly so Jake couldn’t manage an unpleasant kick, and stayed well to the side of Jake’s restrained leg so that he couldn’t be reached with the other once it was released as well. Once Jake’s legs were unbound, Omega stayed to the side of the table as he unstrapped the wrists, and offered Jake the towel once the last strap had been removed.

---

Though Jake was distracted by his own pain and misery at first, when he felt those large, hot paws wrap around his neck he instinctively gasped in shock, lungs swelling until those fingers began to squeeze. The pressure didn’t cut off his air supply completely, but for the terrified buck it reduced his frantic breathing to long, agonizingly slow wheezing. His eyes were wide with horror as adrenaline suddenly flooded his small body for what felt like the hundredth time today.

Every muscle tensed as the rabbit’s feet scrambled to regain purchase on the floor. Once he was standing again, his efforts quickly translated into frantic struggling as his jaw flex with every agonizing attempt to draw in just a little more air before expelling it. Starbursts had already begun to litter the buck’s vision as Omega leaned in frightfully close to deliver his threat. Jake could barely register what the wolf was saying, but he recognized the malevolent tone and that nightmarish look in his yellow eyes. The cub knew why this was happening even if most of the words were buried behind the blood pounding in his ears, so when the lupine barked angrily to ensure he’d registered the warning, Jake struggled to nod.

He was growing weak, on the verge of losing consciousness before Omega seemed content enough to release him. The instant those crushing digits were removed from his wind-pipe, the rabbit gasped loudly and raggedly for breath, his legs giving out again as he focused solely on taking in as much air as he could. His neck ached painfully with the memory of those large paws; paws that could’ve easily squeezed the life from him, leaving those horrible yellow eyes as the last thing he would’ve ever seen.

Jake shuddered visibly and continued gasping, pausing only for the occasional frightened sobbing as he realized just how close he’d come to dying for daring to bite the paw of his tormentor. Omega touched his neck again shortly after the buck had recovered some of his stamina, causing him to wince and yelp, but after that he was left alone while the wolf retrieved the hose and began soaking himself in the bitter, cold water. The reprieve was an immense relief as the boy clumsily worked his feet back under him to take the strain off his wrists. He dared not even peek at the naked predator as he tossed the hose aside and began lathering himself up.

Instead, Jake stared intently at the floor, following the water and suds as they flowed towards the drain in the center of the room. His gaze stopped short as Samantha’s crumpled corpse entered his peripherals, at which point he closed his eyes tightly and sobbed under his breath. He still couldn’t get over the fact she was dead, or that he’d watched her die. More harrowing for the traumatized cub was the manner in which she was killed. Omega had promised a similar fate for the boy, only one that didn’t conclude with his demise. Having witnessed the agony she had gone through, he deeply feared what awaited him.

Pete had told him not to think about the future. To live in the moment, and at this moment he was alive. His wrists, his throat, snout, face and every muscle in his body ached from either the abuse inflicted upon him or from the strain of his own terror wearing him out, but he was alive. He couldn’t help looking forward though. Samantha had been raped to death; caused so much pain that it killed her. But she was free now. Omega couldn’t hurt her anymore. But Jake… Jake was still alive, and the memory of those fingers in his backside upon waking was a frightful reminder that the wolf intended to hurt him too. And he wouldn’t get to escape afterwards.

The bunny’s future was grim, and the only thing that stopped him from reflecting on it right then and there was the sudden, fresh assault of cold water against his naked body. Jake squealed loudly and whined as he convulsed under the frigid spray. Omega seemed to be in a hurry this time. He hosed the boy down quickly, leaving no part of his exposed frame untouched, and once he was done he turned it on himself to do the same while Jake whimpered and shivered uncontrollably. The back of his head still ached from where the lupine had thumped it against the table and with the cold encasing his skull, it was quickly becoming a headache.

Groaning quietly, the cub flinched suddenly when Omega spoke again. He tried to raise his head as the wolf explained he would be released from his restraints, but the man was already leaning down and grabbing his chin to force an uncomfortable eye contact. Omega welcomed another attempt to escape, but the way he said it made Jake’s blood run cold. It sounded… playful. He wanted the rabbit to run again. Why he didn’t know, but it scared him. And after the horror that ensued last time, trying to flee in the wolf’s presence was the last thing his logical side would allow. Unfortunately, he was often governed by his instincts rather than rational thought.

The indecision in Jake’s trepid heart was clear the second his first foot was unshackled. It immediately tried to kick off the ground, but a strong, firm paw forced it to stay planted while Omega positioned himself out of range to free his other ankle. The cautionary measures gave the boy enough time to regain his self-control while his wrists were released, and once they were, both paws immediately jerked downwards and latched onto Jake’s aching snout and cheek. He’d been desperate to tend to the injury ever since it occurred. Once he was free to do so now, though, he couldn’t decide between his fractured nose and his aching wrists. The blood had been washed away from the reopened wounds, but it still burned painfully.

He didn’t notice the proffered towel at first but once he did, his train of thought instantly derailed. His gaze locked onto the towel, then shifted towards the double-doors he’d been brought through. The first notion to cross his mind was an instinctual desire to run. His legs stiffened and his toes flexed and contracted in anticipation as he stared at that portal to freedom. He didn’t know the way out, but that hardly would’ve stopped him from trying to flee a predator; what did stop him was the memory of Samantha.

Still holding his sore wrists, Jake’s eyes focused on the squirrel’s dead body. Normally he would’ve been too squeamish to approach a corpse, but knowing she’d been alive only twenty minutes ago, it was swiftly overruled by remorse. The buck suddenly lurched forward, grasping the towel and yanking it out of Omega’s paw before pushing past it and rushing to the girl’s side. The blood had been washed away from everywhere by where it had originated from, so Jake unceremoniously dropped to his knees and threw his arms over his dead friend, sobbing loudly.

His lament was so intense that his whole body shook as he hugged the cold, limp body that used to be the only person in this nightmare who’d tried to help him. Despite knowing she was dead, Jake’s fumbling paws shook and jostled her, rolling her onto her back to release her from the undignified position she’d been left in. He didn’t even care at this point that she was still naked, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and hugging her head and dislocated jaw against his chest. He grieved for several minutes uninterrupted and would’ve continued even longer if Omega didn’t eventually intervene.

---

After Jake took the towel from him, Omega frowned as Jake chose to run to Samantha. He should have expected this, but the boy was neither getting himself dry, nor running. Omega took the time that Jake spent grieving to dry himself off, watching Jake as he turned Samantha onto her back. The sight of the girl’s broken body along with that of Jake’s white, fuzzy rump exposed as it was, caused his member to twitch in his sheath, but he still wasn’t happy with the boy’s choice.

“Just don’t get any more blood on you or I’ll have to give you another bath.”

Once Omega’s fur was sufficiently dry, he left the room, moving through the lab and collecting a first aid kit for treating Jake’s inevitable minor injuries. He kept a close eye on the door to the showers, hoping that Jake would indeed run out of there and try to make a break for it. He also collected a few other items and drugs he anticipated Jake may need. Fortunately for the boy, Omega didn’t yet know about his aversion to needles, or the wolf most certainly would have opted for injections wherever possible. However, something far worse than a needle awaited Jake in Omega’s office.

Although he didn’t think he’d have much need for it, Omega took another bottle of smelling salts as well. He didn’t intend to waste it on anything but keeping the boy awake when it came time to fuck him, but you never know when sudden unconsciousness would become inconvenient. After gathering the supplies in a sack, Omega returned to the showers to find that Jake was STILL embracing the corpse, despite being left to try to escape, hide, or even find a makeshift weapon to defend himself with. He rolled his eyes as he approached.

“Oh for fuck’s sake, get up!”

Omega didn’t wait for Jake to comply, wrapping his fingers tightly around those sensitive ears and pulling the boy’s head back until he was forced to stand to relieve the tension on those long features, then slapped the towel against Jake’s chest and shoved him backwards so that the wolf was standing between Jake and the corpse.

“Dry yourself up, boy, unless you want me to do it for you?”

---

As Jake continued to mourn over the loss of his companion, he couldn’t help wincing visibly and hunching his shoulders when Omega uttered his warning. Though he left shortly after, the young cub was too crippled by remorse to move. He clung to Samantha’s body,  pressing her head against his naked chest. She’d bled substantially from the wounds to her jaw and throat during her vicious murder, and though much of it had begun to dry, the paranoid buck pulled away after a while to make sure none of it transferred onto his white, wet fur coat. A small smudge had been imprinted during his embrace, so he took just a moment to quickly wipe it away with the towel the wolf had provided.

Normally he might not have cared, but after what he’d witnessed, Jake didn’t want to take any further risks. The poor squirrel had died just trying to help others; and attempting to escape had only caused him incredible pain and terror. At this point he’d rather not give Omega another excuse to hurt or molest him. All he wanted was to sit with his deceased friend in silence while he came to grips with the horrifying truth that he might one day find himself in her position. He didn’t want to die, but at the same time he wasn’t so sure he wanted to continue living either. Especially after being shown the depths of the wolf’s depravity.

Tears welled up in the rabbit’s eyes again as he sobbed and doubled over until his forehead rested against the dead rodent’s bare abdomen. He hugged the towel tightly as he mumbled apologies. “I… I’m so sorry, Sam… I’m… I’m sorry for everything. I s-should’ve helped you, but… but I’m just so scared. I don’t--I don’t know what to do, I don’t know... w-what’s gonna happen. I wish you were still here. I f-f-feel… so alone.” Jake continued to weep quietly for a few moments, choked up by so much misery that it took significant effort to speak again. “I should’ve just… did what that awful man wanted. M-maybe he was right…maybe… going with him w-would’ve been better. This place is just s-so horrible. I… I just want to go home…”

“Home…” Jake mumbled again, vision completely obscured by tears as images of his family flashed through his mind. Mary, Lewis and his little sister Susie. They might never see him again but… But Samantha’s family, they… they would never know what happened to their daughter. She was just a memory now, and though he held her body, the girl’s own mother and father wouldn’t have anything to bury. Unless…

Though the door opening didn’t catch the buck’s attention initially, Omega’s angry tone as he approached did. Jake gasped in terror, hugging Samantha tightly with his ears pressed against the back of his head. He didn’t exactly know what to expect, so he squealed in pain and surprise when that large paw found his ears and crushed them in a tight, unforgiving grip as the wolf jerked backwards and upwards. A chorus of whining cries accompanied the boy as he was forced to struggle to his feet simply to relieve the agonizing strain on his sensitive appendages.

The instant his ears were released, Jake grasped at them to nurse his aching flesh as he sobbed uncontrollably. It was clear that Omega sought only to cause pain, but until Samantha had died, the cub thought it shared. But now it seemed his tormentor sought to bring only him misery in any way he could. He couldn’t take it anymore. This monster was only going to keep hurting him if he didn’t try to get away. However trying to make a move now though would be insane, even though his instincts were calling for it the second that familiar, predatory scent had filled his nostrils again.

Jake grunted and whimpered when the towel was shoved into him hard enough to force him back several feet so Omega could come between him and his dead friend. While Jake clung to the fabric as a means to cover his loins, the wolf barked an order laced with a thinly veiled threat. The bunny wasn’t stupid. He had no desire whatsoever to be touched by this awful beast again, so he quickly took a few more steps back and began wiping himself down with the towel. Of course, Jake was very careful to keep himself concealed as much as possible, but while he dried himself, a query sat on the tip of his tongue.

It took the young rabbit until he was nearly finished before he could even bring himself to speak, let alone voice his question. “M… Mister Omega…?” he stuttered, biting his lip and swallowing as he stared intently at the floor while he brushed the towel against his legs. “C… C-c-could you… take S-Sam back home…? T-t-to her family, s--so they could… bury her? Please…?” Jake’s eyes were filling with tears again as he spoke, a sense of hopelessness welling up inside him. He didn’t know if this awful man would even bother to acknowledge his request, or whether it would come with strings attached like it had for Samantha.

---

Omega was even more aroused by the fact that Jake was trying so hard to hide his tiny boy bits from him instead of letting those lustful eyes take in the sight of Jake’s exposed form. He only watched as Jake opted to dry his own fur rather than allow Omega the chance to molest him again, although there were several moments in this room, from the moment he walked in on the two frightened cubs, where the wolf wanted so much to just take Jake’s virginity right here, though it likely meant he would suffer the same fate as Samantha, and Omega could be maliciously patient if he needed to be. At least he was able to sate his sexual appetite on the girl.

Omega watched intently as Jake spoke to him, begging for his friend to be returned to her family. The request wasn’t expected, but the wolf was more focused on Jake’s gaze as the boy looked only to the floor in front of him, not daring to look at the large, naked predator in front of him. This was probably the only reason Jake was able to finish his request and not run away instead. Omega was content to let him continue to stare at the floor for now. Once Jake finished his request, a single chuckle escaped Omega’s throat as he looked back to the dead, broken cub behind him.

“My poor, naive boy. Sending her back to her family would be a mistake on my part. You realize, of course, that if I give the police a body to start with, instead of just allowing everyone to assume she’s just ‘missing’, it could easily prompt an investigation into--”

Omega’s brow raised as he was suddenly hit with an idea. He turned his gaze back to Jake, the buck obviously not happy with what he was hearing. With a smirk, Omega looked back to the body and thought it over for a moment, tapping his chin as he quietly formulated a simple plan to turn this into something productive, if in fact Jake wanted closure badly enough.

“Hmm… though perhaps as an alternative…”

Omega approached the corpse, kneeling down to it, taking another look at the heavily damaged cunt, with bits of the internal parts hanging out like bloodied ribbons of flesh, tapping his muzzle for a moment before flipping the girl onto her front again. As the wolf rolled the body of the dead prey species over, his mouth was starting to water, his instincts demanding that the wolf feed on his kill. Just the thought of biting into the girl’s liver was making it difficult to concentrate, but closing his eyes, he pushed that idea out of his head before standing up and turning to Jake again.

“Tell you what, Jake… Sam, right? Short for Samantha? I can’t send Samantha back to her family, BUT.. what I can do is give you a chance to bury her yourself. I’ll even buy her a nice casket, dress her up, make her more presentable, and I can even have those two slaves she helped tag along for support, unless of course you’d rather they not know she’s dead because of them. Of course, this is going to come with a price. If I’m going to do all of this for you, we’re going to be productive and give you your first breeding lesson right here and now.”

Omega knelt to the body again, taking hold of both legs. They were starting to stiffen, so there were sickening popping noises as he forced them to spread, then he pulled that long, bushy tail over Samantha’s back, exposing her unused sphincter underneath, which had gone from pink to pale from loss of blood flow. He then turned his gaze to the disturbed bunny with a grin, crooking a finger slowly.

“Come here, boy. You’re going to fuck this dead cutie as I did. The hole I used is too broken, but this one hasn’t been touched yet, and of course you’re going to need another bath afterwards.”

---

The amused chuckle that reached Jake’s throbbing ears following his pitiful appeal made him wince inwardly, those aching appendages drooping lower as Omega refused initially. What had he expected, really? This horrible man was heartless and vile. He violated Samantha and raped her to death in front of the rabbit and the two slaves she’d tried to save. There was no telling what else he was capable of. Though to Jake nothing could’ve been worse than murder.

While the wolf explained why he wouldn’t oblige the boy sobbed quietly, burying his face in the towel in a fruitless attempt to hide his disappointment even after Omega stopped talking. The lack of visual stimulus helped to temper his misery, but only a little. It was enough though to quiet his sobbing in time for his aching ears to suddenly pick up the wolf’s voice as he seemed to have a change of heart. Sniffling loudly, the buck looked up from the dark confines of his towel just as Omega was examining the dead squirrel. After a few moments, he stood and turned to speak.

What he had to say seemed almost unreal. Too good to be true. It wasn’t the closure he had hoped for himself and Samantha’s family, but anything was better than what Omega might’ve done with her body otherwise. Even though they hurt, his ears perked up in response to the wolf’s offer of a proper burial for the girl he’d murdered in cold blood, the last and smallest sign of happiness he might ever show again. For what immediately followed was exactly what Jake had feared. As it was with his friend, any show of mercy or compassion from Omega had a steep price.

Unfortunately, the cub didn’t know how steep the price would be this time until he watched in silent horror as the wolf manipulated Samantha’s rigored corpse to a chorus of cracking joints. Each repulsive sound made Jake flinch and wince, his expression contorting into one of dismay as he wanted desperately to beg Omega to stop, to leave her alone. Even though she was dead, he feared for her, but that quickly changed when the man’s horrid yellow eyes locked onto him again. He ordered Jake to approach and explained his conditions.

Wide-eyed and horrified, Jake’s mouth hung open and trembled, unable to form words to express his disgust. The knowledge of being forced to mate at all was nauseating, but for his first time to be with the corpse of his friend… The rabbit had to slap a paw over his muzzle and turn his head away to keep from vomiting. He stared at the floor, doubled-over and convulsing as it took nearly thirty seconds to choke down the urge to upchuck. Never had he been presented with something to repulsive that he had to struggle not to throw up. There had to be another way to give Samantha the send off she deserved, some way that didn’t involve such disrespect to her remains.

When he could finally breathe again without triggering a gag, Jake turned back and stammered. “A...are you… are you serious?” The words came out as a squeak, his distress plain on his face. When Omega said nothing to the contrary, the buck swallowed and grimaced. “I-isn’t there… anything else…? Anything else I could do? I… Please… I can’t, I just… I’ll… I’ll do--a-anything else, but… I--I can’t do that to her.”

---

Omega’s amusement at Jake’s reaction was indescribable. While it would have been satisfying to see the boy reluctantly fucking the corpse of his protective friend, killed by the very man she tried to protect him from, Omega was much more eager to get his new slave set up in his new room. The more Jake struggled not to vomit at the very idea of forcing himself to fuck the corpse of his silent, pale friend, the more Omega grinned inwardly. Teaching Jake to breed could be even more fun when he could see the image of his friend in the victims he would be forced to breed with once he was capable of producing semen.

The obvious distress in Jake’s voice as he finally spoke caused Omega to actively contain an impending shudder. That squeaky, distressed voice was just lovely. Omega was quite pleased by the time Jake was finished giving his answer.

“I’m sure you would, sweet boy, but if that’s your answer, then we have no more business to discuss.”

Omega stood to his feet, a wide grin morphing onto that lustful face as he slowly started to approach Jake, eager to get started with the boy’s initiation into his new life. He could already hear the screams of agony in his mind, which caused a dribble of pre to run down his full sheath as he approached. He had to fight the urge both to touch his member, and to force it into the young cub right on the concrete floor.

“It’s just as well you refuse, because you and I have some things to attend to in my office. It’s time to make you my own, and show you to your new room.”

As Omega approached Jake, his eyes shifted towards the open door to the lab briefly. More than anything, he wanted Jake to run now. He wanted another taste of the boy’s uncontrollable terror. His eyes grew more and more lustful the closer he got to the boy, starting to pick up the pace. He then spoke with every bit of predatory lust that the plotting wolf was very much aware of, and wanted Jake to hear, almost giddy and impatient at the same time.

“I’ve been looking forward to this! Let’s go, my prey!”

Continuing to allow Jake a clear shot at the door, Omega slowly, meticulously reached out with his paw for Jake’s arm, ready for action.

---

When Omega opened his mouth again to give the bad news, Jake was visibly crushed. His heart leapt into his throat and his eyes filled with tears as the wolf concluded the bargaining before the boy could even retort. Then he rose to his feet, a twisted grin spreading across his face as he began to move forward. “Wha--!” the rabbit squeaked, nearly dropping his towel as he scooted backwards across the floor. He didn’t have much distance to travel before his back was pressed against the wall, but Omega continued his approach.

Jake watched with wide-eyed horror as the naked lupine closed in. He spoke, but blood was pounding so loudly in his ears that the rabbit couldn’t have registered the words if he’d tried. All he knew was what that look on the predator’s face was telling his increasingly fragile instincts.  There was little doubt in his mind that horrors would ensue if Omega got a hold of him. As far as the cub was concerned, death was coming. He had to do something to stave off the wolf’s violence.

“W-w-wait, I--I changed my mind!” he squealed, heels scraping across the concrete floor in a futile effort to distance himself from the vicious beast. “I’ll do it, I’ll do it! I promise, just--! Please, I--!” His words fell on deaf ears as Omega talked over him, expressing his excitement. At this point Jake’s instincts were screaming in his head to run out the open door, but even if they hadn’t been the logical side of him was demanding the same thing. He had to get away!

Omega was only a few feet from him now, reaching out to grasp Jake’s arm. Adrenaline was coursing through the terrified buck in full form, making his muscles tense and tremble with that carnal need to escape. It didn’t take more than one last look into that terrible gaze to incite the reaction the wolf sought. The cub shrieked loudly, throwing the towel into the monster’s face as his entire body lurched into motion.

Jake scrambled across the slick floor for several feet before he could get his legs under him, at which point he bolted through the door on all fours. He was blind to nearly everything around him, his terror-filled mind seeking only the nearest exit. What he found was the door he’d been carried through earlier, and he wasted no time in racing towards it. In his haste he didn’t even register the dolphin doctor’s presence until he struck the man and pushed past him frantically. Jake continued moving so quickly that he’d only just managed to lift himself into a proper, two-legged run before slamming into it and bursting out into the hallway.

His heart was racing as quickly as his frantic thoughts. He was lost, having burst into a T-shaped intersection of corridors. Unable to remember which way he’d been brought, the panicked rabbit broke into a sprint down the hall to his right. Padded feet slapped against the tiled floor as he ran, panting heavily and whining loudly as he searched his limited surroundings for somewhere to go. The hallway was long and vacant though. What few doors there were were locked, and trying to open them wasted so much time that before Jake was even half-way towards the end of the corridor, Omega had emerged.

In his panic, Jake looked behind him to see that foreboding figure. The sight lit a fire under him as he proceeded to disregard every other door and instead took off straight towards the end of the hall. The wolf was closing in fast, but with terror fueling him, the buck reached the door quickly and pushed through. His heart thumped painfully in his chest as he stumbled into another hallway. This was unfamiliar territory now. He had no idea where the underground place with the bus and guards were. He was lost. But if it stopped running Omega would catch him.

Blinded by his own terror, the bunny took another right, his long slender feet aching every time they struck the floor. He didn’t even care he was still naked. Desperation had taken over. He needed to run, to escape. He had to get away from that wolf. This corridor was just as long as the other one and Omega was just coming through the door behind him. There was no way he could reach the end of the hall before the man caught up, so in his panic, Jake started trying to open every door he could see, panting so breathlessly that his vision was beginning to blur.

Every time he looked back he could see Omega getting closer, causing him further distress as he tried to move more quickly. One of these doors had to open, they just had to! He was beginning to give up hope though, when his gaze suddenly fell upon a different coloured door. Rather than the plain dull grey of the others, it looked more fancy, like the double doors in that underground garage. The same doors Omega hadn’t wanted him to be taken through. In Jake’s fear-twisted mind, he assumed it might lead to an escape. He tried the door handle hesitantly, but when it unlatched, the buck gasped loudly and burst through it into the room beyond.

By now his vision was so blurry he could only make out vague shapes. He could barely hear anything beyond the pounding in his ears and his throat and nostrils burned so painfully he couldn’t smell much in the thicker atmosphere. He did however feel the paw that suddenly grabbed his arm. Even though Omega was too far away to catch us so quickly, the frightened buck screamed and struggled to break free, fearing that he’d been caught by the terrible wolf. The guard that had been standing watch over the door found himself pulled off balance by the hysterical cub he’d caught before he could right himself and restrain Jake properly while he continued to scream wordless protests.

---

As Jake pressed himself against the wall, giving himself only two directions to run, including the open, unguarded exit, Omega’s grin grew even wider as he saw the growing panic in the buck’s eyes, exactly what he wanted to see. Once Jake could take no more, both he and Omega allowed their instincts to take control, although Omega was far more willing to do so than Jake at this point. Jake dashed through the door into the lab, leaving Omega to fling the towel from his face and stride forward with gleeful pursuit once again.

“Yes…”

Doctor Aero had only just registered those slapping footsteps behind him, and started to turn his head before he felt the cub’s body slam into him, sending him stumbling into a counter and knocking supplies to the floor as he latched onto the counter to stop himself from falling to the floor. The other slaves could only watch in horror as the frightened bunny bolted into the hallway, followed soon by the excited predator.

Omega stopped just outside the lab, looking to the left for the fleeing rabbit before continuing pursuit down the opposite hall. He loved the sight of running prey, and he didn’t care how long it would take to catch the boy. There was no-where safe he could run to without knowing exactly where he was, and he had already gone the wrong way.

The head start Omega allowed him, as well as the short pause outside of the lab gave the bunny some more distance between himself and the predator, enough to check a few doors before the distance began to close dangerously. Omega reached for Jake’s ears with one of his paws, but the bunny’s adrenaline shot him forward as if he’d been shoved from behind. The wolf was more than happy to prolong this as the boy ran blindly through the corridors.

Meanwhile, in the lobby, the lapine guard from before had just begun his duty. Only one guard was needed in the lobby at a time, as the slaves within were all restrained in medieval-type stockades, their feet bound to the post below with shackles, ball-gags strapped into their muzzles. Mostly adults, and a few cubs had been in this room all morning, and they had a long way to go before their punishment was concluded.

The slaves in the underground lobby were subject to the desires of arriving guests, who were allowed to sample the slaves with no charge, so long as they had a membership. At this moment, the room was rather empty, with three slaves locked between the wooden planks, one 9-year-old raccoon female screaming into her gag as a ferret male aimed to indulge himself within her tight, well-used little slit. The guard watched, both with interest, as well as caution not to allow the ferret to go further than he was permitted.

The only other employee within the lobby was a male hamster, charged with greeting guests and taking applications for membership. When the hare heard the doors swing open behind him, he turned sharply, just in time to see the little rabbit from before rushing past him. Had he known Omega was giving chase, he wouldn’t have tried to stop the boy, but in his mind, Omega was probably in his office waiting for Jake and Samantha to be delivered to him as was the norm. The showers were usually handled by guards or other slaves, rather than Omega himself.

Managing to grab onto Jake’s arm, the guard was reaching for his taser before Jake managed to pull him off balance. The hare was having a hard time unholstering his taser and holding onto the thrashing cub at the same time, and Jake was able to pull free and start towards the door to the outside. The ferret and the clerk had both stopped what they were doing to watch the show, leaving the raccoon to sob almost more loudly than the commotion itself.

Once Jake was free, the hare was able to catch his balance and aim the taser low, shooting the barbs into Jake’s calf and sending a shock through the wires that would bring the fleeing cub to the floor. It was only after Jake went down that the back door swung open again and Omega emerged, stopping dead in his tracks as he witnessed Jake on the floor with the taser barbs buried into his leg.

The hare turned around and went rigid as he saw the rage in the wolf’s eyes. Jake was HIS prey, and his prey was being taken down--stolen by another creature. At this point, all rational thought in Omega’s mind had disappeared. He wasn’t going to allow another creature to steal his rabbit from him now, or ever again. His instincts were in full control now, and that didn’t bode well for the hare.

It only took one look into those rage-filled eyes before the hare dropped his taser and started to run, but he only made it a couple of steps before the large body of the wolf slammed into him, tackling him to the floor hard, the hare’s arms aching immediately as they audibly slapped against the floor, but that wasn’t his immediate concern. Omega quickly raised himself enough to flip the hare onto his back before falling onto him again.

“OMEGA N--!!”

His frantic protest was cut short as with a feral snarl, Omega’s jaws clamped down brutally onto the hare’s windpipe, crushing it as blood splattered onto the neck of the hare, and the muzzle of his attacker. The clerk’s eyes went wide as he quickly shouted into the intercom.

“Code white!! Code white in the lobby!!”

His frantic voice was almost drowned out by Omega’s feral snarl as, right next to Jake, he began to swing his head back and forth, shaking the neck and torso of the hare who immediately fell unconscious, but that didn’t stop the attack. The wolf was focused on nothing but viciously eliminating his competition. The limp hare was being thrashed back and forth as his windpipe began to emerge through the blood-stained fur on his neck, jaws crushing it flat. The hare’s body was finished by now. He was dead.

It wasn’t long before three more guards, one after the other, from both exits burst into the room, unholstering their tasers as Omega started to lunge at one of them from the floor. He was stopped by a pair of barbs hitting his hip from behind, causing him to spin around and go for the offender before a jolt was delivered to his body. However, after convulsing and recoiling, Omega was somehow able to rip those barbs free and grab the canine’s face-fur with his clawed fists, drawing blood with a yelp before two more sets of barbs were shot into his leg and rump.

This was enough to loosen Omega’s grip before the crackling of two, and soon a third taser echoed through the room. This was more than enough to send the large wolf crashing onto the floor, his body convulsing and spasming before the guards stopped to assess Omega’s state. Luckily for both them and their boss, Omega was content to lay on the floor, catching his breath and resting from the exertion as he uttered two words almost under his breath.

“..damn it..”

This was enough to relax the three guards as two of them carefully removed the barbs in Omega’s body while the third recoiled his and turned to keep an eye on Jake. Omega remained on the floor, breathing heavily for awhile.

---

Though Jake had managed to free himself from whoever grabbed him, it was with an awkward stumble. The world around him was still fuzzy and his head was swimming with fear, but somewhere nearby he could hear a girl crying loudly. There were others in the room, but the terror-stricken buck couldn’t focus on them at first. Instead, his failing eyes locked onto the brightly coloured, ornate double doors at the far end of the room. He recognized them immediately and, once he regained his footing, started toward them when something suddenly bit into his leg just beneath his left knee. The pain made him yelp but he continued forward another couple steps until the electricity was introduced to his system.

All at once the rabbit’s muscles seized and stopped responding. An agonized cry escaped Jake’s lips before his jaws clamped shut, then his body crumpled to the floor and convulsed for several long seconds. It stopped eventually, but every inch of his body was aching with that painful memory. Muscles trembled as the cub let out a weak, pitiful whine. It took a moment before Jake could move to curl into a ball and clutch at the flesh just above where the metal prongs had bit into him. He wanted desperately to pull them out, but it hurt too much.

The clatter of the taser hitting the floor startled Jake from his misery, causing him to look up, but what he saw filled him with renewed terror. The guard whom the buck recognized as the hare from earlier had attempted to run from someone, and he didn’t get very far before his assailant tackled him to the floor just feet away. It was Omega, naked and enraged. There was a feral quality to his angry eyes that made Jake’s heart skip a beat.

Still weakened by the taser, the rabbit could only watch in silent horror as the wolf rolled the guard over and without even hesitating, lunged down to bit into his neck. The hare had attempted to speak, but that sudden, vicious assault cut him off as those sharp canine fangs dug into his flesh, drawing dark crimson blood. A shout from nearby drew Jake’s attention to a hamster near the ornate doors as he spoke into a radio, looking almost as horrified as himself. Only then did the boy’s vision finally begin to clear, but what he was greeted with was one of the last things he could’ve ever wanted to see.

Slaves were penned up nearby, naked and restrained in such a manner that it was clear even to Jake what was going on. The young raccoon girl nearby, sobbing and looking sickened by the current display, only confirmed his assumption. The ferret had his pants down and his mustelid erection was visibly slick with moisture as he stood behind her striped tail. Somehow he wished that this were the worst of it, but his gaze was drawn back to the gruesome sight of Omega tearing into the throat of the hare that only a short time ago had been struggling to restrain Jake on the doctor’s table.

He already looked dead, but the blood gushing from his wound said otherwise. The wolf in all his feral mania was shaking the hare like a chew toy, ripping his throat further until a major artery was pierced. Jake was unfortunate to find himself in the direct path of the guard’s arterial spray, a sloppy sprinkling of red striking his face and much of his body. His only response was to shriek and scramble backwards as guards burst in from everywhere.

It had been bad enough to be covered in his own blood, but knowing it was from someone else had Jake on the verge of vomiting again. He was too horrified by what he was seeing to do so though. That guard. He worked for Omega, and like that meant nothing at all, the wolf had torn into him with as much reckless abandon as he had with Samantha. If he hadn’t been dead before, he was by the time he was released so his ‘boss’ could move to attack another of his employees. Jake was speechless, watching as tasers were fired at the man they worked for. It took their combined effort to bring him down, even after one of them nearly had their face ripped off. It was a nightmare to behold.

Jake sat propped up on his arms with legs splayed as he watched Omega convulse on the floor for nearly a minute before the guards made their approach to see if he was okay. He laid still and muttered something, breathless and exhausted, with the bunny seemingly all but forgotten. One of the guards eventually looked in his direction though as he began reeling in his taser’s line. Still wide-eyed and splattered with blood, the buck trembled and rolled over onto his knees, crawling away until he could stand and grasp at the prongs in his leg.

This action had that guard approaching him now, which made Jake whimper in fear and attempt to limp away, dragging the discarded taser behind him as he stumbled awkwardly, barely able to maintain his footing. He had to get away. That monster… killed one of his own workers. He cared so little that everyone around him was expendable. First Samantha, and then that hare. Jake didn’t want to die like that. Even as he attempted to flee he could picture himself in place of the guard.

“No… l-leave… leave me alone…” Jake whined, limping closer to the hamster by the doors. “I don’t--I don’t wanna die, I don’t!” As he moved, he passed the raccoon girl and her molester, both watching him intently.

---

As Jake wasn’t moving towards the exit, none of the guards seemed particularly worried about him. He didn’t seem to be moving very quickly either. Hearing those frantic pleas from Jake brought Omega back to his senses. All of the wolf’s muscles started to ache. He grunted in pain as he slowly sat himself up, and scooted back to lean against the front desk, getting a good look at the carnage he had caused. Surely some of his newer guards would hear about this and quit. It wasn’t the hare’s death that upset him, as he’d seen and caused plenty himself, but the hassle it was going to cause was something he wasn’t looking forward to.

His mind was barely on Jake at this point, but as the boy moved towards the desk, eyes focused on the guard with the taser and nothing else, he realized he had more immediate concerns, and he was exhausted from the run, the attack, and then the rage-fueled struggle with the other three guards before he was finally brought down. The canine was holding his bloodied face, and the tiger was focused on Jake, which left a kangaroo, luckily a herbivore, to finish what Omega had started. Omega motioned for the roo to approach.

“Take.. take the boy and Gregory to the doctor. Get Jake cleaned up..” Omega paused for a moment, wincing in pain and clenching his teeth as he had taken a hard fall after being electrocuted, holding the shoulder he had fallen onto. “Clean him up.. the doctor has my key. Bring the boy and that key back here when you’re done.”

“Will do. Let’s go, bunny.”

Stepping forward and snatching up Jake’s arm, the kangaroo forced Jake in front of him, keeping his taser pointed at the new slave in case there was any intention for Jake not to adhere to the guard’s commands. Omega continued to rest, sitting against the desk as Jake was led from the room. A sharp scream drew everyone’s attention, though the guard only glanced briefly at the raccoon as the ferret continued his assault on the girl, then gave Jake a sudden shove to get him moving before picking up the discarded taser dragging along the floor, but not removing the barbs just yet. With this taser’s barbs already embedded in Jake’s flesh, he could quickly deliver a shock to the lapine slave if he were to try anything.

Once the kangaroo had forced Jake through the back door, he looked back to make sure it was closed before speaking.

“Geeeez.. That was intense.. I thought Doctor Aero was going to have to surgically remove his claws from your face, Greg.”

“No kidding.. I wonder what set him off. It’s been years since the last time he’d lost control like that. Shawn’s had nothing but bad luck all week, then he gets mauled. Poor guy.”

---

It was clear that Jake was going nowhere in a hurry, despite his determination to reach those deceptively welcoming double doors leading--he hoped--into the the garage where this nightmare had really begun taking off. As the only viable exit he knew of, it seemed vital that he gain as much ground as he could. Unfortunately, the barbs in the meat of his leg were beginning to hurt more and more with every step that dragged the taser across the floor.

No one was stopping him just yet. Rather, Omega was speaking with one of the guards after settling himself against the front desk. Jake was too focused on the tiger watching him to really notice though. Those bored feline eyes as they kept track of the boy were similar to the cheetah’s two partners that helped commandeer the bus and start this rollercoaster of terror. He didn’t seem to care much about the rabbit’s state of dress, only continuing to watch out of obligation rather than arousal. A paw was rested on his taser though, right up until the kangaroo appeared to snatch up one of Jake’s arms.

The buck yelped, his nervous concentration broken abruptly as the marsupial man-handled him and forced him to walk back the way he’d come. Shock had begun to set in, so he complied without much fuss, keeping his gaze on the floor and limping along with the lonely taser’s prongs tugging painfully at his skin. At least until the raccoon girl screamed. The shrill sound made Jake jump and jerk to the side, away from the source as he came to a halt. Wide eyes shifted to the raccoon girl as she continued to sob and squeal. The ferret had resumed his earlier abuse, but the horrific sight was somehow less emotionally distressing than it had been before. Especially compared to the murder of one of the guards by his own employer.

A sudden shove from the kangaroo that elicited a pitiful whimper, compelled Jake to keep moving. The taser still tugging along was becoming a problem, but the guard promptly picked it up, making the walk back to the door he’d entered through a lot easier. His nerves were still shot though, and that vivid image of Omega biting into the hare’s throat kept playing over and over again in his head like a horror movie. There had been no hesitation and no remorse. One moment that lapine guard was alive and the next, dead. The worst part was that no one seemed to bat an eye at the carnage, like this was just another day at work. They even seemed to have a secret code for the incident.

It wasn’t until Jake was led back into the hallway and the door closed behind him and the two guards that the men spoke of what they’d seen. Though they both sounded shocked and unsettled, it was less about the fact their fellow employee had been murdered and more about why he had been murdered. That was a question burning in the cub’s mind as well, and with Omega gone and out of earshot finally, he couldn’t contain himself.

“He… He killed him,” Jake squeaked. “J-just like that… W-why? Why did he do that? He’s a m-m-monster! A monster!” The last words came out loud and shrill as the rabbit clutched his own head and hunched his shoulders. He shuddered and began to breath quickly as his shock started to gave way to the call of his instincts again. The buck suddenly moved forward but the kangaroo was quick to tap the trigger of his taser, sending a sharp, agonizing shock through Jake’s body that halted his attempt to flee again before the idea had even fully formed in his own head.

Standing still and hugging himself, the rabbit trembled on the spot. The two prongs still buried in his legs were burning again after the latest shock, so he reached down with the intent to remove them but another jolt and a warning from the kangaroo discouraged him. He was beginning to feel sick to his stomach now, and though he’d been through enough trauma to explain such symptoms, the reality was that Jake was starving. His breakfast had been ejected on the bus and anything else had just been bile. What little he gleaned from that meal had long since been burned up by his constant state of distress and panic.

Jake’s stomach grumbled as he placed his paws over it and leaned against the wall. He didn’t want to move anymore, but the guards didn’t care. A paw gripped his naked scruff and thrust him forward until he started moving, after which the men followed and conversed.

---

“A monster? Heh, well you’re not wrong about--oh no you don’t..”

The kangaroo tapped the trigger on the taser as Jake looked poised to make a run for it, stopping him dead. He watched the boy intently for a moment in case the small shock didn’t deter him. Instead of running, though, Jake reached for the prongs buried in his calf, but the roo made sure Jake knew that wasn’t the correct move either, with a slightly more prolonged jolt.

“Don’t touch those, boy. It’ll be far less painful if the doctor removes them for you anyway. The things are barbed to keep them in your flesh. Now let’s move.”

Jake seemed to get the message, but instead of moving forward, he staggered to the side and leaned against the wall. The kangaroo promptly grabbed the scruff of the cub’s neck to move him back to the center of the hallway and shove him forward, making sure with shoves and tugs to keep Jake where he wanted him. Eventually, the kangaroo was able to get the boy moving again, even if slowly.

“That’s it. Anyway, ‘monster’ might be a good way to describe our boss. Heh, more accurate than you might think, actually. When it comes to his employees, however… I wouldn’t go so far to say he CARES about us. The guy’s as unsympathetic as they come, but he knows where his power comes from, so he treats us well, pays us well, gives us time off when we need it, free medical care, it’s a pretty sweet deal, right?”

The canine was the next to speak. “Well, except for when his instincts take control. You’re lucky we got there as soon as we did. He might have ripped you apart too. May have even started eating you before he came back to his senses.”

“Yep, that’s our boss. See, Omega has this condition, something genetic, which makes it more difficult to override his ancestral instincts. People with this condition learn to control it better as they grow up, but it’s always there. One of the few times Omega allows his instincts to take control is when he’s chasing a slave down. He loves it. Shawn made the mistake of stealing his prey, and when the boss is already letting his instincts govern his actions, and those instincts tell him to eliminate the competition, he does just that. Only thing we can do at that point is take him down until he regains control again.”

---

As he walked and listened to the two guards talk, Jake continued to hug his empty belly. He couldn’t move very fast, in part because what the kangaroo had to say on the subject of his boss was sickening. Even after watching Omega tear into one of his associates and assault the canine accompanying him, the marsupial was barely phased, simply because when he wasn’t murdering his own employees, he was providing them with generous benefits. The young rabbit couldn’t believe what he was hearing and it only continued to get worse when the dog spoke up.

The mention of instincts and what might’ve happened if the guards hadn’t subdued Omega when they did made Jake slap a paw over his mouth and stumble several feet. It wasn’t just the image of being torn apart like the hare had been that was churning his aching stomach, but the suggestion that the wolf might’ve become cannibalistic in his feral state of mind. Those frightening mental visuals of the lupine biting and shaking the hare like a ragdoll were suddenly becoming twisted by his imagination until instead of just killing the man, Omega began devouring him instead.

That alone might’ve been enough to bring him to his knees, but on occasion the visage of the guard would be replaced with Jake, his own blue eyes staring blankly into space as blood gushed from his throat while the wolf ripped into him and ate his fill. The scenario his frightened mind conjured was so nauseating that he had to struggle not to vomit. With a paw over his mouth and his neck muscles clenching sporadically, he forced himself to ride out the waves of revulsion that made his diaphragm convulse painfully in his chest. He was doing well, but the horrifying insights into that twisted wolf kept coming as the kangaroo piped in again.

The instant the guard spoke of a genetic condition, Jake stopped moving forward. His eyes widened in shock and his heart thumped painfully as a frightening revelation struck him. Omega had the same disorder as him. But he was of predatory descent; the exact opposite of the rabbit. Pieces of a puzzle he didn’t even know existed until now started to come together, and the picture it formed in Jake’s mind made his legs turn to rubber. Every encounter with the wolf so far flashed through his head. That first time Omega looked him in the eyes, the feral nature of the chase, the entire ordeal in the tunnel, Samantha’s rape and murder and his own subsequent abuse; even his latest attempt to escape.

Not once had that look in Omega’s eyes changed whenever they met Jake’s. Until right this second he hadn’t understood the vile nature of that gaze. But now he did. Ever since first laying eyes on him, the wolf had regarded him as nothing more than what his own overactive instincts would’ve told him. Jake was prey. His prey. And though Omega had thus far shown no desire to kill him, every action he’d taken was a means of playing against the rabbit’s own instincts. Timid and fearful by nature, the buck had only become increasingly more so since being handed off to the wolf. And there was no doubt in his mind that Omega was enjoying every second of his torment.

Jake couldn’t bear to stand any longer. His legs gave out from under him and he dropped to the floor. Propped up on his paws, he gave in to his nausea and vomited. Every muscle spasm hurt as his under-developed gag reflex struggled to eject the non-existent contents of his stomach. Only a few drops of bile graced the white tile below him, beyond that his throat was bone dry. He struggled with his revulsion while the guards grumbled at him impatiently. Only a minute passed before the kangaroo became fed up enough to grab Jake by and arm and hoist him to his feet and throw him forward.

Stumbling for several feet, the rabbit wobbled uneasily, his revulsion slowly passing as he tried to form words to express his dismay. “Is… Is he gonna kill me?” he croaked, his throat sore from the acid in his stomach. “I don’t… I don’t wanna die.” He staggered forward several more feet but then he suddenly whirled around and threw himself against the kangaroo, clawing desperately at his uniform with blunted claws. “P-please, please don’t let him kill me!” Jake sobbed loudly, mistakenly trying to seek comfort in a man who couldn’t have cared less for his well-being, which was made clear when another wave of searing pain racked the boy’s body and brought him to the floor again, writhing in agony.

---

The guards were both starting to become irritated with Jake’s constant delays. The roo was about to give Jake some “encouragement” when he suddenly dropped to the floor onto his knees, and forward onto his paws. The marsupial wasn’t surprised that Jake’s realization of how close he had come to being ripped open and fed upon had this effect on him, but they hadn’t moved very far from the lobby door, and they were getting rather impatient.

“Dammit, kid, get up..”

This was followed quickly by almost dry vomiting. Both guards were audibly irritated by this point, and the kangaroo was growing most impatient with the boy, pulling him from the floor and shoving him forward again. To Jake’s imperative question, the kangaroo simply shrugged. Not something the terrified bunny wanted to see. The roo was about to speak before Jake suddenly threw himself into the man’s abdomen before he could react, but as the boy started clawing at the guard and begging him to help, the kangaroo was more than happy to fire another jolt into Jake’s leg, sending him to the floor.

With that, the kangaroo motioned to the canine, asking him to get the arms, while the roo grabbed Jake’s ankles. They had intended to carry Jake the rest of the way to the lab, but his frantic thrashing as he was lifted from the floor nearly caused the guards to drop the boy right on his head before the canine tumbled to the floor, himself, to prevent it. They struggled with the frantic boy until the canine managed to wrap his arms underneath Jake’s and cross them over Jake’s chest. He pressed Jake against his body as the roo pulled Jake’s legs around his waist, and from there, they lifted the bunny from the floor.

Jake didn’t quite have the energy to keep struggling forever, though, so when he eventually slowed his efforts, the two guards continued to carry Jake between them down the hall. The kangaroo thought to himself that if he told Jake what he wanted to know, he might calm down even more, but he really had no idea what Omega was going to do with the boy, or that he had the gene Omega was looking for in a prey species.

“Kid, if you really want to know if Omega’s going to kill you or not, you should just ask him, yourself. If he gives you a straight answer, you can believe him. If he doesn’t, then he probably hasn’t made up his mind about that yet. Generally if he’s going to kill someone, he lets them know he’s going to do it.”

As they rounded the corner, within eye-shot of the door to the lab, the door opened. An exam table was emerging from the room. On it was a familiar, pale, lifeless squirrel, face-down on the table with her stiff legs hanging off the sides, spread as they were when Omega was trying to coax Jake into fucking her corpse. Behind the exam table, wheeling it from the lab was a small white mouse boy, about the same age as Jake, taking the body away, his gaze only at the floor as he had no desire to look at the unknown girl’s lifeless form.

---

After the prolonged electrical shock to his naked body, Jake took several seconds to recover, his limbs trembling and his breathing shaky as he whined in pain. The barbs in his leg continued to burn like little hot needles, but it was nothing compared to that repeated and agonizing experience of being electrocuted into compliance. This last assault to his muscles had left him nearly breathless and unable to move on his own for an unsettling length of time while the kangaroo ordered his partner to grab Jake’s arms.

As the dog complied, the marsupial helped himself to the rabbit’s ankles and they both began to lift him from the floor. Jake suddenly realized what was happening and the instant his strength returned he thrashed violently with a loud squeal. “N-no! Let me go!” he cried, “I-I-I wanna walk! I can walk! Please--don’t! Stop!” Despite his protests, the two guards struggled to manhandle him into submission. The canine was the weaker link between the two though, and Jake’s frantic writhing caused him to lose his balance and fall, nearly depositing the rabbit on his head.

Following the tumble, both men wrestled with their quarry until the dog was able to pin Jake’s arms to his chest, essentially cutting the strength of his offensive by a third. Held tightly against the guard’s torso, Jake could only kick his legs until they too were restrained, forced to spread to either side of the kangaroo’s thighs. This embarrassing position left the buck’s genitals clearly exposed, his sheath and little fuzzy scrotum bouncing along wildly with his distress. Even though both guards didn’t seem to notice or care, the young boy’s cheeks burned hot with humiliation as he continued to squirm and whimper.

“Please…” he sobbed, “Put me down, I--I’ll be good, I’ll walk…” Neither male acknowledged his pleas. Instead, as they walked him along bodily, the kangaroo spoke up regarding Jake’s previous concerns. What he had to say sounded utterly ridiculous, though. Based on the rabbit’s experience so far, everything Omega said or promised ended up having a dark, horrific twist. With Samantha, he promised to let the other slaves go unpunished, but in exchange, rather than simply have her suck on his penis like he’d agreed, the wolf broke her jaw and then proceeded to rape her to death. There had been no fore-warning that he knew of. In fact as far as Jake was concerned, he’d outright lied.

Though the cub’s struggling had died down during the journey, he kept twisting his body awkwardly, trying to pinch his knees together and hide his privates. He thought long and hard about what the kangaroo had to say though and when he came to a decidedly indignant conclusion he spoke up with sniffling, cracking tone. “He-he’s a liar,” he boldly accused. “He lied! He killed Sam for no reason! She was my friend a-a-and he killed her, he--he’s a monster! You’re all monsters!” Jake started to squirm again but at the moment he was still too weak.

That changed quickly however when they group rounded the corner leading back to the doctor’s lab. As they walked, the rabbit twisted and craned his neck to see past the kangaroo to the sounds up ahead. What he saw gave him all strength he needed. Samantha, dead and cold was being wheeled out of the room by a small, boy mouse. She was still in the position Omega had forced her into, face-down and unmoving. The guards had only gotten halfway down the hall when Jake freaked.

“Sam!” he shrieked, suddenly thrashing so violently that neither guard were prepared to restrain him. Jake kicked and withdrew with the full strength of his lapine legs until one broke free of the startled marsupial. The instant it was loose, the rabbit reared back and slammed his foot into the guard’s back as hard as he could, the resulting force from the blow throwing the two men in opposite directions. The kangaroo stumbled forward and lost his footing while the canine fell backwards hard onto his back.

With the wind momentarily knocked from his lungs, the dog’s grip on Jake relaxed, allowing the frantic cub to tear himself away from those grasping arms as he crawled off the man and bolted down the hallway. He wasn’t trying to run at this point, though. Without any thought for his own well being, he ran straight towards the table bearing his deceased friend, the taser clattering loudly as it trailed behind him. Ahead, the mouse had come to a stop, his gaze previously on the floor now focused widely on the rabbit as he barreled down on him. The boy was a deer in the headlights as Jake slammed hard into the table, unable to slow himself as he’d approached.

“Sam! Sam!” he cried, trying to climb onto the table. He wrapped an arm around her bare back, sobbing as he buried his face in her long brown hair. “Please come back, please! I’m so sorry for everything! I--I don’t want to be alone, please!” He continued to repeat himself until the two guards he’d assaulted bore down upon him, tearing him away from Samantha’s corpse. “No! Let me go! Please! I want to bury her! I have to, please! S-s-she only wanted to help! Please! Please let me bury her!” He screamed at the top of his lungs as he struggled against the kangaroo and dog, sobbing profusely.

---

The guards were relieved when Jake finally lost his strength. This kid was difficult to handle. Undoubtedly his frantic terror was the reason Omega was so interested in the boy, but it took both of them to get this bunny down the hall towards the lab. They were more relaxed by the time the mouse emerged from the door. Not realizing that Jake could see or even knew the girl on the exam table, the Kangaroo was about to respond to Jake’s previous outburst.

“Well he didn’t say that he WOULDN’T kill her, did he? Wait.. is that the..”

As the kangaroo suddenly focused on the dead squirrel on the exam table, he was caught completely off-guard when Jake screamed out her name and thrashed violently. He had dealt with rabbits before, so he knew to contain those legs, but despite his strength and position, the frantic thrashing wiggled one leg out of that tight grip, and the kangaroo immediately braced himself for what he knew he couldn’t stop, but was still sent to the floor with an agonized groan as that foot slammed right into his kidney.

Meanwhile in the lab, Aero picked up the familiar, frantic screams, peering through the window to see his least favorite bunny for the moment being pried away from the corpse of his dead friend. His eyes shifted to the taser on the floor, following the wires to the boy’s calf, and then noticing the blood on Jake’s face. It wasn’t his own, and having heard the code white over the radio, he had a good idea of what probably happened.

The dolphin quickly waddled his way over to the cabinet, grabbing a towel and rushing to the door. Aero emerged as the kangaroo had just sent Jake stumbling onto the floor before picking up the discarded taser and holding the trigger for a prolonged period, even after Jake had stopped struggling and was only convulsing against the tile. Aero didn’t normally care one way or another whether a slave was suffering, but after Jake had landed two kicks on him, then sent him into the counter, making a big mess in the process that had to be cleaned up, the dolphin was more than pleased to see Jake suffering once again.

He waited until the kangaroo was finished tormenting the boy with the taser before wrapping that towel over the bunny’s head. He waited until Jake stopped thrashing so much as the canine helped to hold the boy down, and the kangaroo sent another jolt to the bunny with every slight movement until he was compliant enough to be brought to his feet. He was rather weak by this point, so they practically had to drag him into the lab by his arms. All the while, the mouse, eyes filled with tears at the emotional display, elected to turn away and continue wheeling the dead girl away from the group.

Aero ordered the guards to have Jake kneel on top of an exam table, and the kangaroo used one arm while the canine lifted Jake by his arms. Anything that even LOOKED like a light struggle at this point was met with another quick jolt. Once Jake was on the table, Aero guided the boy’s body to the correct position, and using the straps on the table, bound Jake close to the knees, which had the added effect of limiting blood-flow to where the barbs were embedded into the skin as the strap was cranked tightly, and another strap just above the ankles. To make the process a little easier, Jake’s arms were forced behind his back, and a set of cuffs clicked down onto the cub’s wrists.

---

Once the kangaroo had thrown Jake to the floor and reacquired the taser, the whole fiasco reached a decisive end. All of his crying and pleading was cut short as another excruciating wave of pain racked his body. Every muscle contracted with spasms as the rabbit squealed through clenched teeth and writhed on the floor. This time it didn’t last for only a few seconds. Instead, the marsupial held down the trigger for what felt like hours. Agonizing pain crackled through all of his limbs in endless waves as Doctor Aero watched, but all Jake could see were his weird flipper-feet as he floundered helplessly.

Eventually the assault stopped but by then the rabbit was so incapacitated that he was struggling just to breathe. Starbursts were swimming through his vision even before the towel was secured around his face, but afterwards, it was like the night sky. This new, dark landscape before him was a welcome escape, but his body reacted of its own volition and tried to thrash again as he felt paws grasping at him. Every movement was greeted with more pain though, until eventually he couldn’t bring himself to resist anymore. At this point the guards were hoisting him to his feet, but Jake was practically putty now.

Hanging by his shoulders with two pairs of paws gripping each arm tightly, he could feel his feet sliding across the floor. A few times the cub tried to get his feet under him to walk, but they wouldn’t cooperate for long and he’d continue to be dragged again. Every inch of his body ached terribly. Even his chest throbbed with every breath and the pounding of his own heart. At this point the towel was almost unnecessary to ensure compliance, especially with the occasional jolt delivered to his exhausted little body for every little motion he made during the short trip. It really only served to put his instinctual fears at ease.

Even though his mind raced with terrified thoughts regarding his crippling pain and what was happening around him, he was virtually catatonic except for the occasional muscle spasm while the guards hoisted him up onto the table and restrained his arms and legs. He was treated to a few more jolts before they had him secured, after which the weak little buck dropped into a sitting position, pressing the barbs of the taser into his leg painfully. Pathetic groans and light sobbing were his only response, but he couldn’t bring himself to move again. He sat slumped on the table, head hanging so low that the towel started to slip free.

It eventually fell free, causing the bright lights of the lab to assault his aching, bloodshot eyes until he closed them with a visible wince. His misery slowly began to translate into fear again, but he dared not move or struggle. With arms and legs bound as they were, there was little he could’ve done anyway. Instead, he tried to for an appeal.

“P-please… I just… I just wanna bury Sam… O… Omega s-said--”

---

With Jake properly secure, continuing to carry on about burying the dead squirrel, Aero motioned for the kangaroo to hoist Jake upright, and hold him there while Aero examined the calf, the prongs having been pushed painfully deep into the boy’s leg. Blood was starting to dribble down the cub’s white fur. Aero gathered a few supplies, and as he noticed that the towel was on the floor, the doctor didn’t bother to replace it, instead putting himself in front of the bunny before speaking.

“Hello again, Jake, you little trouble-maker.”

The doctor moved around the side of the sobbing bunny, holding a piece of cotton and a bottle of rubbing alcohol in his disfigured hands. He peered down at the barbs, pretending to examine them more closely, but he had no intention of being as efficient as usual this time.

“Let’s see now.. You’ve pushed them rather deep. I’m going to have to be very careful about getting these out.” As Aero said this, he curled his fingers around the wires, “Or not..” and promptly ripped the barbs from Jake’s flesh, creating a slightly bigger wound than the barbs had already made.

As Jake squealed in pain, Aero applied some alcohol to the ball of cotton. In reality, this wasn’t the best way to clean a wound, as the alcohol would kill tissue as well as bacteria, and thus hinder the healing process for awhile, but Aero was intent on tormenting Jake for his troublesome thrashing and his assault from earlier to get past the doctor to the lab doors, and the doctor knew how to cause pain under the guise of medicine. He even learned a few extra tricks he had never employed from a particularly eccentric squirrel, though those methods would possibly damage the boy more than he wanted. Just a few dabs of the alcohol was all it took to trigger another squeal and cause the table to shake with Jake’s reflexive movements.

Some soap and a good, long rinse were really all that was needed in this case. Aero took hold of the exam table, and began wheeling Jake over to the sink, ignoring anything the buck had to say while he started filling the sink with water, grabbing the spray nozzle and lathering up a cloth with soap, Aero moved around Jake again, this time truly intent on tending to the wounds, though he pressed harder than necessary with the soapy cloth before spraying the wound with warm water for a while to rinse out any tiny debris that might still be inside the wound.

Aero retrieved the towel from the floor to blot the area dry, using the alcohol to help clean up the blood that had dribbled down his legs as well. After lightly shaving a small area around the wound to prevent fur from being pressed into it, Aero wrapped the wound in a bandage while the sink continued to fill.

Aero wasn’t finished with Jake yet. The dolphin opted to clean the blood off the boy’s face himself, rather than let the guards deal with the boy in the showers again. Once the sink was full enough, the dolphin cut the water. It was uncomfortably hot, but not to the point of scalding. Aero dipped a cloth into the water and lathered it up with soap, but instead of immediately using it on the boy’s face, his eyes shifted back to Jake, watching how uncomfortable the boy was with the dolphin’s unfriendly mood before gripping the boy’s head and dunking it suddenly under the water.

As Jake thrashed against his bonds and splashed water out of the sink, Aero kept a tight grip on the boy’s fur, pressing the soapy cloth into the water and against Jake’s stained face. The water lightly clouded pink and white from the soap and blood as Aero scrubbed roughly against the rabbit’s face, keeping his head fully submerged as he paid special attention to Jake’s fractured snout.

Although the doctor wasn’t showing it, he was smiling inwardly, and the guards chuckled in amusement as they had caught on to the doctor’s apparent grudge against the little cub. As he knew exactly where the fracture was on the boy’s snout, he knew just where to press the cloth to cause Jake the most pain while at the same time being careful not to break the poor boy’s nose even further.

Eventually his rough and thorough cleaning was finished, and pulling from the fur on the back of Jake’s head, Aero lifted him out of the water to let him cough and sputter, gasping for breath from what could possibly seem to the boy as an attempt to drown him.

“There we go. All clean, and with time to spare. You can take him with the exam table, if you wish. It’ll be easier.”

“Got that right. Thanks, doc.”

The kangaroo then wheeled Jake out of the exam room, leaving the doctor to tend to the canine’s wounds.

“I don’t think he likes you very much, kid.” The kangaroo chuckled at that for a moment. “Not a side of him you see very often. You must have really pissed him off.”

---

The sudden and rough treatment as the kangaroo grabbed and forced him upward had cut off Jake’s plea sharply, his eyes opening wide with terror as he squirmed. Doctor Aero stood directly in front of him, issuing a greeting that was anything but friendly. As the rabbit focused on the unhappy dolphin, his breathing started to quicken again, ears wilting along with his expression. His bottom lip was quivering with barely contained fear as he followed the mammal with his eyes.

Aero casually placed himself behind Jake and to the side to examine the barbs in his legs while he held a lump of cotton and a bottle clearly labelled as alcohol. The buck immediately understood the implications, having had a wound assaulted with the substance before, so he continued to struggle and whimper, looking over his shoulder as the doctor voiced his thoughts. A sense of panic was on the rise as those creepy fingers wrapped around the wires leading to the barbs, but what came next caught Jake completely off guard.

Rather than remove the prongs carefully like he suggested, Doctor Aero unceremoniously ripped them out, causing Jake’s entire body to jerk violently as a shrill cry filled the air. His muscles were still very weak, but the fresh wave of pain made him shiver all over. A pitiful whine followed the extraction, but the cruel dolphin was far from finished. Before the young cub could even recover from the open wound, Aero dabbed a healthy quantity of alcohol into the cotton and pressed it into the holes.

In an instant, the pain went from a sizzle to a bonfire. The flesh burned and Jake screamed loudly in agony, convulsing against his restraints and the kangaroo as the doctor soaked the entire area in liquid pain. The table rattled audibly, Jake’s feet slapping the surface until it was over, but he continued to whine miserably well after Doctor Aero had ceased his torment. The wound continued to throb, and even though it slowly ebbed, the buck was too weak to keep himself upright. The kangaroo was thus forced to follow as the dolphin wheeled the table to a new location. The short trip was filled with breathless begging.

“Please… no more… Don’t… don’t hurt me anymore… just… please…”

Both men ignored him, of course. Aero wordlessly turned on a faucet and acquired more implements to no doubt further his torture, but by the time the dolphin set to work properly cleaning and disinfecting the wound to Jake’s leg, the nerve-ending had gone into shock, making the entire area mostly numb. He still whimpered weakly though whenever he felt a needle-like sting, unable to watch anymore as the doctor tidied and finally bandaged the wound. By now Jake had hoped the worst of his present treatment was over, but the sink nearby was still filling.

Jake watched quietly as the dolphin turned off the faucet and soaked a rag. He looked ready to use it, but before doing so he turned to face the cub. Looking up at the mean mammal, his long, trembling ears drooped even further as he shrang under that cold stare. He knew Aero wasn’t nice, but there was an angry look in his eyes this time. It should’ve been a hint to what was coming, but Jake was completely unprepared when the doctor suddenly grasped his head and plunged him into the sink.

A sharp, startled gasp gave Jake barely enough time to fill his lungs before he was thrust into the watery depths of the basin. His body immediately responded in outright terror, thrashing and struggling violently as he screamed beneath the surface. The experience was only made worse when Aero thrust a hand into the water alongside Jake’s head to clean him roughly. There was no compassion; in fact the dolphin seemed intent on causing pain as he directed much of his efforts towards the rabbit’s fractured snout.

Screams erupted from Jake beneath the water as fresh, agonizing pain overwhelmed his senses. His struggling became even more frantic as bubbles raced from his open mouth to rise to the water’s surface and burst. Only a few seconds into this horrific treatment all the air had been expended from the cub’s lungs. His instinctual response was the take another breath, but instead of taking in air, water rushed down his throat, causing violent spasms as he quickly began to drown.

For the briefest of moments, Jake could feel his life fading. He couldn’t breath. His lungs were on the verge of filling with water. The murky world below the water’s surface was even beginning to fade away into darkness. He was dying. Doctor Aero was drowning him. Though the realization horrified him, it also filled him with an odd sense of calm. He was going to die. No one would hurt him again and maybe he’d get to see Sam again. Maybe--

Before he could finish the thought, Jake was suddenly yanked free of the water. He coughed raggedly, ejecting the water from his throat before throwing his head back to gasp sharply. It was like a kick in the stomach, but his lungs welcomed the air graciously before releasing it again in the form of breathless coughing and gagging. His eyes were wide with terror, unable to even express relief that he was still alive. The rabbit’s lungs burned and he couldn’t take enough breaths to satisfy his starved system.

It took him until the table was being wheeled back out into the hallway before Jake could breathe normally again, but his whole body was trembling with the horror of his near-drowning experience. The nightmare was already repeating in his head even as the kangaroo spoke while he pushed along the table bearing Jake like a tribal sacrifice. “He…” Jake wheezed, “He tried… to kill me! Wha… Why did he do that?! I--” The buck broke down into another fit of ragged coughing, doubling over in pain for a moment before a new, frightening thought entered his mind.

Suddenly jerked upright again, Jake looked around frantically, still struggling to breathe frantically. “W-w-w-where are you taking me? W-w-what’s going on?”

---

The kangaroo chuckled as Jake was trying to understand why the doctor treated him so roughly, but before he could answer, the hallway filled with echoing coughs and gags as the boy tried to clear the rest of the water from his lungs. The kangaroo was quite glad Jake was bound in place. He didn’t want to show it, but he was rather exhausted from his previous struggles with the frantic little buck. He waited until the boy’s coughing fit quieted down before answering.

“Hell if I know what you did to piss him off, but he’s going to hold onto that grudge for a long, long time. If I were you, I wouldn’t get myself injured any more. The fewer trips you have to make to the clinic, the fewer chances he’ll have to hurt you. Heh, what am I saying? You’re Omega’s boy. You and the doctor are going to get to know each other intimately.”

Although Jake seemed to miss that last bit, he had suddenly started to become frantic again, but at least the roo didn’t have to struggle with him anymore. He was quite relieved at that, although Jake was anything but calm, questioning what was going to happen to him now.

“I’m taking you back to Omega, of course.”

At that point, the table had rounded the corner, and then later moved through those double-doors and into the lobby. There was a pool of lapine blood on the floor where the guard was attacked, but the body had already been taken away. Aside from the slaves, with one sobbing raccoon recovering from her last attack, semen dripping slowly from between her legs, only the clerk was in the room.

Omega was nowhere to be seen until he emerged from the public restroom, drying his face with a paper towel from the dispenser before he spotted Jake. He grinned as he finished drying his face, reaching into the door to dispose of the paper towel before approaching the boy. As much as he would have liked to torment the boy with his muzzle and teeth stained with another lapine’s blood, after killing one of his guards, Omega was done with chases for now.

“That was fast.”

“Yeah the doc cleaned Jake himself.. rather roughly.”

Omega’s brow raised at this, and he soon noticed the heavy bandaging around Jake’s calf. It seemed the doctor was a little less efficient with removing taser prongs as he had been in the past. He could only have imagined how he elected to clean the boy’s face, but he had a feeling it was purposefully unpleasant. Omega chuckled as he held out his paw for the keys the guard had retrieved from the lab.

“Damn. Looks like I missed all the fun. Well, let’s not waste any more time. You and I have a few more things to get done, Jake, and I’ll bet you’re hungry too. Heh, after chasing you through the halls for so long, I’ve been craving some meat, myself.”

Omega moved to the examination table, chuckling as he noticed the straps wrapped tightly over Jake’s legs. Omega kept himself behind Jake, certain the boy would hurt himself if he began to thrash too much, testing the strap on his upper-calf before loosening it slightly, just enough to allow some blood-flow back through Jake’s bound legs, then wheeling the boy out through the double-doors and into the parking lot. It was eerily empty. Even the bus was gone by now.

“So let’s talk food, Jake. My stock tends to get cheap processed food that doesn’t have much of a taste, but for my little buck, you can have a nice treat. What would you like?”

Omega waited for Jake to answer as he wheeled the boy in the direction of the small room leading to his private elevator.

---

Nothing the kangaroo had to say was comforting Jake at all. Least of all the promise of many future visits to Doctor Aero who would be holding a grudge against him for, according to the guard, an unreasonably long time. The poor rabbit didn’t even understand why the dolphin was so angry with him that he’d cause such terrible pain. Bumping into him during his escape attempt was an accident, and though he couldn’t accurately recall the torturous time spent strapped to the table, he remembered kicking at something during his initial struggle. Did he strike the doctor? Is that why he was so mad? The buck shivered as drops of water continued to fall from his wet face.

The only worse news than another visit with the creepy, hostile dolphin was that he was headed back towards Omega. That one simple answer as they rounded a corner in the corridor, made Jake’s heart sink. He gently rested on his calves, wincing as his weight pressed against the bandaged wound. It still hurt, but his thoughts were focused elsewhere right now. Specifically, on the path ahead. The ornate doors were coming up again and this time he had no control over whether he passed through them again. As they neared his heart started to race, instincts twinging with the memory of that predatory scent, those yellow, frightening eyes and sharp canine teeth.

“N--no, no no! I-I-I don’t want to go back to him, please,” he whimpered. “Please don’t make me, please, I--” Before he could utter another word, the table struck the double doors and pushed them open. The warmly lit room beyond made him squint, not from the brightness, but the imagery it assaulted him with. Though everything in the lobby was ornately decorated with a red and gold motif, the fact remained that slaves lined either side of the long room, locked into fancy stockades that bound their heads and paws and forced them to stand while patrons helped themselves to their naked backsides.

He knew this now, especially after witnessing the young raccoon girl enduring such treatment before he’d been taken away earlier. She was alone now, sobbing quietly with a puddle of fluid accumulating between her feet. Jake winced inwardly and looked down at himself, squirming as he tried to hide his own loins between his legs. He still found the exposure humiliating whenever he had the wherewithal to acknowledge the fact he’d been naked all this time. So much had happened since those men kidnapped him that his traumatized mind had buried the details of his worst memories behind a hazy fog.

As the guard led Jake further into the room, his frightened gaze locked onto the large pool of blood where the hare had been when he died. There was so much red, all of it darker than the rug that spread from the entrance to the back of the room where an elevator resided. The sight of that man’s crimson fluid soaking into part of the rug and coagulating over the tiled floor, made Jake sick to his stomach again. As terrible as it was, what drew his attention next was so much worse.

Omega had just emerged from the facilities, still naked as he wiped his face with a paper-towel. When those eyes locked onto him again, Jake’s heart skipped a beat. Wincing, the rabbit doubled over and closed his own eyes tightly, shuddering as he listened to the wolf’s approach. He had to control himself, like those guards had been talking about. According to them his condition could be managed. If he could just… stop thinking about those teeth… that frightening predatory musk…

The two men conversed over Jake for a few moments, but when Omega directly addressed him, the buck jumped and ducked his head further, hunching his shoulders. He couldn’t bear to look at the wolf, especially now that his proximity was filling the immediate vicinity with his scent. The hairs of the back of the rabbit’s neck and back were rising with his instinctual distress. He wanted desperately to run again, even though he knew it was hopeless. Every time he tried to escape so far, something terrible would happen.

Despite his steadily growing terror, the mention of eating made the cub’s stomach grumble again. Jake’s focus quickly shifted as the hunger pains returned in full force. He’d never gone this long without eating before. He didn’t even know what time it was, but it had to be late in the day now, and he--the sudden sensation of a finger probing around the strap securing his calf made him flinch in surprise. He wasn’t sure of Omega’s intention until the pressure was suddenly eased off enough for circulation to return to his toes. Jake hadn’t even been aware of any loss of sensation until the blood started pumping again. Both legs from the knee down began to tingle with life, causing the cub to flex and writhe uncomfortably beneath the straps as Omega proceeded to wheel him through the entrance.

The doors slamming open startled Jake, causing him to open his eyes wide and look up. Before him was the underground garage again, only a lot less populated now. The bus was gone and so were most of the guards. Not a single cub from the vehicle remained and the entire empty space was dead silent save for the squeaking of the table’s wheels as Omega turned to the left and proceeded to the door he’d first come from when Jake had arrived. As the wolf walked along, he continued to talk about food. He quickly explained the sort of meals his regular slaves were given, and the drab description made the buck grimace. Apparently though, according to Omega, Jake would be fed a lot better, and when he was asked what he would like, he couldn’t help fantasizing over all the different dishes he would’ve wanted.

“I…” he started to say, but before another word could form, his mental image of food was suddenly replaced with that of Samantha. She didn’t look dead in his mind; her eyes were bright and vibrant and she was smiling. It broke his heart. “I… I want to bury Sam… Please. I-I don’t care about a casket or… or a pretty dress, I just… S-she deserves better. Can… can I bury her after w-w-we eat?”

---

Omega was more than pleased to see the fear in Jake upon his return. The boy had to close his eyes and keep the wolf out of his sight to remain rational. He did open his eyes once they went out into the parking lot, but never once looked back in the wolf’s direction. There was little doubt left in Omega’s mind that Jake had the gene he wanted, and in another hour, he would know for certain.

Jake paused after starting to make a request for food, and Omega frowned at what he heard next. The wolf was quick to move on after the death of his guard, but Jake was still caught up on that squirrel. This had some benefits, but for now, Omega was simply annoyed. He let out a long sigh before responding.

“You’re asking me to deliver my end of a deal we never made, Jake. If you didn’t want the body bad enough to fuck it, I’m not going to waste my time bargaining with it again.”

Omega paused for a moment to let that sink in before continuing as the guard at the door to the private elevator unlocked the outer door. Omega wheeled Jake inside the small room populated with two guards who watched Omega wheel his new captive towards the elevator in the back. The exam table was too big to fit in the elevator, so as the outer door was closed behind them, Omega began loosening the straps on Jake’s legs as he continued.

“Look, I’ve already ordered the body to be taken care of. It should be at its destination by now. Forget the body and start thinking about food. Do you want to eat or not?”

Omega finished unstrapping Jake’s legs, and hoisted the boy off of the exam table and over his shoulder as he had done before, resisting the urge to cup that small, soft butt for now as he waited for a reply, picking up his key from the exam table, pressing it into the panel beside the elevator door. Omega gave the key a quarter-turn, swiftly typed in his code, then another quarter-turn. Two beeps sounded as the elevator doors opened, and the wolf stepped inside with his little captive.

There were four labeled buttons on the console inside the elevator which Jake was able to briefly see before the wolf turned around, marked “Office”, “Front Lobby”, “Garage”, and “B-2”. Omega pressed the button labeled “Office” and the elevator began to ascend towards the top floor.

---

That extended sigh before Omega replied made Jake hunch his shoulders even further, ears pressing flat against his back. He hadn’t really expected the scary wolf to change his mind, but when he brought up the buck’s initial terms of the bargain, he felt compelled to argue in his defense. After everything he’d been through and everything Samantha had put herself through for him, who was he to refuse such an awful deed in exchange for a little dignity in death for his friend? The idea still sickened him deeply, but the squirrel had made sacrifices for him that she’d clearly found abhorrent.

“I said I’d do it though, I did! I-I-I just… I don’t know… how...” Jake stammered, groaning in disgust and shame as the words left his mouth. “But I-I-I’ll deliver, I promise, just… please. I have to… for her…” The buck broke down into tears again, shuddering and sobbing quietly as the table continued to roll along. Omega didn’t respond at first, and perhaps he hadn’t even heard clearly with Jake’s back to him. Only after they’d reached the door and passed through into the small room beyond did the wolf continue as he set to work loosening the straps. What he had to say was unpleasant though.

“But--!” he started to say, even as Omega was telling him to forget about Samantha, but the man talked over him, posing his question like a subtle threat, should Jake continue this line of conversation. The boy wilted again and sighed. The wolf was unmoving on the subject. He’d had one last chance to show his dead companion he could make a sacrifice for her and he blew it. That sudden realization that Omega would no longer entertain his wishes made Jake sink into depression before he finally answered that pressing query. “Yes, please…”

When the straps finally came free, the rabbit was too miserable and sore to even bother moving. Grief was temporarily overriding the instincts demanding he escape while he could. He allowed the narrow window of opportunity to shrink until Omega scooped him up and tossed him over his shoulder like a fuzzy sack of potatoes. Jake hung limply at first until he caught sight of the wolf picking up a key from the table. Curiosity got the better of him and the rabbit raised his upper body, twisting around to one side to see what was happening.

Hoisting himself up in this position was awkward and uncomfortable but he watched with a growing sense of hopelessness as Omega slotted the key and performed a series of rotations and code entries that flashed by quicker than Jake’s inexperienced eyes could follow. Two beeps signalled the elevator doors’ opening and he promptly slipped and dropped down against the wolf’s back as he was carted into the tiny room.

A whine escaped the cub as he realized the significance of that complex means of accessing the elevator. This was the point of no return. The instant those doors closed, he would officially be imprisoned. There was no way Jake could remember the sequence to unlock the door, and as this was to his limited knowledge the only way out of this place, escape was no longer an option. He thought his hopes of freedom a futile dream now, until he caught a quick glimpse of the floors the elevator serviced. Among them he recognized the floor he was most likely on along with the ominous label “B-2”.

The only other floors were “Front Lobby” and “Office”. Even after losing sight of the panel as Omega turned around to face the closing doors, he suspected they were heading for the office. What gave him a glimmer of hope though was that final floor. He could only assume the front lobby was on ground level and though he had no clue as to the true nature of this nightmare facility, an escape from the main entrance might be his only real chance. The only problem was… Omega had the key to the elevator. And Jake couldn’t even begin to recall the complicated process utilized to gain access. His little bubble of hope popped again as he sighed.

Though he would’ve preferred to take this elevator ride in silence, there was a worrying curiosity he needed to sate. “W-w-what’s on B-2…? Is it… r-really as bad as that lady was saying?” As he hung limply, fidgeting occasionally while the elevator ascended, the buck struggled to contain his instinctual terror. Being in the arms of this wolf was deeply unsettling, especially without any major pain to distract himself.

---

Omega noticed when Jake tried to peer around to get a look at what he would surely believe was his only escape route. While it was indeed the only direct link between the front and the illegal areas of Omega’s hotel, Jake would probably have a better chance if he could manage to get to the garage, and sneak out through a tunnel, but even if he got that far, he would have to find a way through the heavily trapped forests to avoid the unguarded paths. A LOT of money and effort went into the security of the underground tunnels, and their entrances. Jake would have better luck trying to find a place to hide in the underground.

However, if Jake believed this elevator was the best way out, he would get a frightening surprise, should he fail to enter the code correctly, or with the key in the correct positions, then he could be discouraged strongly from attempting this again, as well as stealing anything belonging to his new master. Jake would have plenty of opportunities to see the code entered. Omega was eager to see the terror in Jake’s eyes when he was caught in the attempt to hijack the private elevator. If he somehow managed to enter the code correctly, he would have to plan ahead on how to get past the guards posted at the doors on every floor except B-2. If he was foolish enough to go down there, he wouldn’t want to stay long.

Still, Jake was unusually and morbidly curious about B-2 after what the mouse in the lab had said. Omega raised a brow at this morbid curiosity. While it would have been quite delicious to see the look in Jake’s eyes when he learned the true nature of B-2, there were many frights Omega was saving for a later date, and this one wasn’t going to be explored any time soon. Still, it had already been said that slaves don’t ever come out of there once they go in. A tiny bit of new information wouldn’t make it any less frightening when Jake was able to see it for himself.

“I’ll show it to you some day. You’ll be only the third slave to come back out again. For now though, you’re not ready to learn about B-2. Even most of my staff and slaves don’t know it exists.”

As Omega finished, the elevator came to a halt. Two loud beeps from the other side of the door signaled its arrival, and as the door opened into another small room, a single husky guard was sitting in a chair, looking back over his shoulder to make sure it was in fact his boss coming through the doors, though he had little doubt anyone else using the elevator would choose this floor to stop. Once he confirmed it was Omega, a silent greeting was all he gave as he returned his gaze to the laptop in front of him, playing a video of two little boys having sex, giving loud and cute groans while doing so.

The husky was blatantly jerking off to the video, breathing heavily as he had suddenly gained an audience. Omega payed it no mind as he walked on by, however as the husky glanced over to see the naked and bound bunny riding on the wolf’s shoulder, he suddenly groaned out, and shot his load out and onto the floor below, panting as he leaned back in his chair and kept a lustful gaze on the new young cub.

As the video was still playing, one thing Jake may have noticed was a symbol drawn in dead tissue on the outer-thighs of both of the boys in the video. If Jake noticed this, he might start to draw some early conclusions if he also happened to notice the same symbol on the outer-thighs of the other slaves Jake had seen thus far. It was the symbol of the greek letter omega, distinguishing these slaves as property of the wolf.

Omega left through the door out of the small room into a more fancy area of the hotel than Jake had seen thus far, with a pretty carpet, or at least pretty to anyone who didn’t mind the stitchings of tastefully nude characters of all ages and mythical creatures posing along repeating segments of the carpet. Similar drawings lined the walls, as well. Security cameras were facing every door and in every corner, but Omega didn’t go far before slotting his key into the door to his office, and stepping inside.

The door had to be locked by key from the inside as well. Once Omega turned to do this, Jake could get a good look inside the room. Chains and shackles were on three of the four walls, as well as on the floor in front of Omega’s desk, and two lengths of rope hanging from the ceiling, tied to four leather cuffs in the middle of the room. Under one pair of shackles was a leather couch, and another pair attached to a ring in the floor at the foot of the couch. A single door with multiple locks along the side was at the back of the room, and to the right, a large white bed-sheet with a huge dry blood stain hung against the wall.

On the desk, Jake may have noticed a cylindrical lid-like object with a rod extending from the cap to a metal attachment in the shape of the greek letter omega, and as the wolf approached his desk, he casually picked up the lid and placed it on top of a longer cylindrical object, with the symbol inside, and flipped a switch on the base. A hissing noise came from the object as Omega moved around his desk and placed Jake on his feet before sitting down in his chair, an arm wrapped around the boy to pull him into his captor’s lap as he settled in, and leaned forward to the intercom, holding down one of the buttons as he spoke.

“Hey Chef, you there?”

“I’m here, top. I’ll have your order ready in about ten more minutes. Is your new boy ready to order?”

“I assume so, if he wants to eat now.” Omega kept his finger on the button as he turned his attention to Jake. “Go ahead, kid. Tell the Chef what you’d like. Anything you want, he can probably make better than anyone else who might have cooked for you before.”

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The answer Jake received was both frightening and disappointingly uninformative. He didn’t know what was worse, the fact that according to Omega only two others ever visited B-2, or that the wolf thought he wasn’t ready to know what really went on down there. The buck shivered noticeably and squirmed a little against the handcuffs still binding his wrists. For a man who had no qualms about causing terror, pain and even death, to withhold information was not just worrying, it was downright scary.

When the elevator announced their arrival, the rabbit jumped and folded his legs against his backside. His breathing had quickened again as the doors opened, but Jake couldn’t see much from his position. Unfortunately, however, his long slender ears despite still aching were as receptive as ever. He picked up very disturbing sounds coming from the room beyond as Omega walked forward. They were voices and they sounded young. Jake was immediately reminded of the fancy room in the basement and the raccoon girl that was being raped.

Automatically assuming the worst of this new environment, the buck tried to make himself smaller, burying his face into the small of Omega’s back despite the strong, predatory musk that filled his nostrils and made his instincts go haywire. There was little he could do draped over the wolf’s shoulder though, and as they approached the guard Jake slowly realized the noises sounded tinny, like they weren’t in the same room. Curiosity got the better of him and he pulled away from the naked lupine and twisted his spine in an effort to see where the sexual sounds were coming from.

What he saw was not just upsetting, it was revolting and embarrassing. A canine guard sat in a chair in front of a screen displaying two naked cubs doing unspeakable things to each other, the sight of which made Jake’s expression scrunch up in disgust. To make the display worse, the husky was jerking a paw up and down his meaty, throbbing erection from tip to knot as he panted in pleasure. While Omega crossed the room, that vile man looked in his direction and only a second later groaned loudly as a white, stringy fluid erupted from the tip of his penis.

With wide eyes and a growing nausea, Jake looked away and dry-gagged. He couldn’t believe what he’d just seen. Everyone in this place was either cruel or insane, with Omega easily being both. That husky was especially repulsive though, and after what he’d just witnessed, the cub couldn’t bear to even look in his direction again. Instead, he waited until the wolf carted him out of the room and closed the door. At this point he thought himself safe from the awful imagery of that dog and what was playing on his screen, but as Omega continued towards his office, this new area only continued to assault his senses.

Nearly every surface on the otherwise fancy room was plastered with renderings of naked creatures of all ages. Not a single one he saw was wearing clothing, and though it was all illustrated very artistically like something out of a museum, in this awful setting it was a frightening reminder that he might never get to feel the comfort of clothing again. He thought himself lucky that he didn’t have to bear this sight for long before Omega reached his office and entered, but the wolf’s place a business was like nothing he’d ever seen before. As the man turned around to close and lock the door to his room, Jake was horrified to see all of the various forms of restraints; shackles, chains and cuffs. Some hung from the ceiling and others were in odd places, like the cubby beneath Omega’s large fancy desk.

The whole room, despite its visual appeal, said ‘dungeon’ rather than ‘office’, and the door with multiple locks and a blood-soaked bed-sheet hanging beside it only worsened the image. Jake was trembling and whimpering by the time the wolf turned around again to spare him the nightmarish setting he’d been thrust into. With the frightening stimulus gone momentarily, the rabbit squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Omega’s back again as he was led to the man’s desk.

When they arrived, Jake was finally removed from the wolf’s shoulder and permitted to stand, but not before he prepared something on his desk that sizzled. The instant Jake was on his feet again, he wobbled and stiffened with the urge to run, but he hesitated long enough for Omega to settled into his chair and force the rabbit into his lap. The arm wrapped around his chest held Jake tightly as he breathed quietly and frantically, body rigid with barely contained terror as wild eyes darted all around the room. He took in the weird device on the table, listening to it crackle nearby as it radiated heat. Though he had no idea what it was, it frightened him deeply.

Jake jumped nervously as Omega leaned forward to speak into his intercom and address his Chef. The two conversed for a few seconds before suddenly the spotlight was on him. They were expecting him to order, but the cub was too tense to concentrate at the moment. There was long drawn out silence as he worked his jaw silently before words were able to form. “Ah… s-s-s-salad? With… um… c-carrots… lettuce… t--” As he tried to list off his favorite vegetables, Jake gaze kept drawing back to that device on the table. It continued to sizzle and from the heat it was putting off he could tell it was getting very hot.

“Tomatoes…? A… anything else, r-r-really, just n--no meat. And j… juice? A-a-a drink. I--” Still staring at the cylinder on the desk, Jake was growing increasingly nervous. He’d barely been able to make out the symbol it bore from the entrance to the room before Omega turned it on, but it had looked familiar. “M-Mister Omega...? W-w-what is that?”

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“Alright, I’ll have it ready before the meat’s done. What kind of juice? Apple juice? Veggie?”

The cook waited for Jake to confirm what he wanted before signing off. Jake’s question had initially gone ignored, but his question came at the moment the light on the base turned from red to green.

“Ah good, it’s done.”

With that, Omega stood from his chair and kicked it aside before roughly pressing Jake down onto the desk, pressing his own body against the back of the startled rabbit as he moved his arms behind him to find Jake’s flailing legs swinging up, trying to do some damage to the naked wolf who was suddenly on top of him.

“Remember when I said I was going to make you my own?”

With that, Omega picked up his keys, keeping a paw on Jake’s back as he unlocked the cuffs and quickly forced Jake’s arms over the front edge of the desk, shifting them to one paw as he reached beyond the desk for a chain. One by one he locked both of Jake’s paws into shackles attached to the chain. Jake’s frantic thrashing against Omega’s body was causing his knot to swell as it pressed against Jake’s soft rump while he tightened the shackles around the boy’s wrists, leaning down to let hot, carnivorous breath wash over those long ears as he spoke.

“Mmmm, but first, let’s kill some time before we eat.”

With a low growl, Omega slipped behind Jake, quickly moving to restrain the boy’s legs. As powerful as they were, Omega was more than confident in his ability to restrain the legs of an 8-year-old cub, his experience allowing few to no opportunities for Jake to land a kick. He forced Jake’s ankles into two more shackles, these further apart than the ones on his wists, forcing his legs apart as the chains rattled wildly.

Once those legs were secure, Omega moved around to the front of the desk to pull the chain attached to Jake’s wrists through a loop, tightening the slack until Jake was pulled against the top of the desk, restricting his movements before the wolf raised his head to eye-level with the boy and grinned, licking his teeth playfully before moving out of Jake’s sight. Behind the boy, he slowly slid his sheath down over his swollen shaft, his knot popping free before the wolf pressed his body against Jake’s once more, lightly poking his tip against the soft white fur on Jake’s rump, loving the reaction this frightening act achieved.

“Mmmm I just want to fuck you right here. I want to rip into you and ruin you, break you, let you bleed to death right here. Ah, but I can’t let you die, Jake, not with that wonderful condition you have. Enjoy your virginity while it lasts.”

With that, the wolf nuzzled his shaft in between those soft cheeks, and thrust into them. groaning as the soft fur brushed his cock as he slid his shaft between them, using his paws to press those cheeks against both sides of that canid shaft and knot as they slid up and down against the boy. With loud groans, Omega pleasured himself with his favorite bunny’s soft rump, soon leaning over him, pressing his body against Jake again as those lustful paws ran up and down Jake’s side, grinding and moaning over Jake’s ears, listening to the cute and frantic noises the little bunny was making, along with the exhilarating rattle of chains.

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When the Chef wanted to confirm what kind of juice, Jake hesitated. His eyes were still glued to that object on the desk, and the fact Omega hadn’t answered him was deeply troubling. It took him a few moments to work up enough saliva in his mouth to speak, and all he could say was, “V… v-v-veggie.” After that the intercom hung up and suddenly things went from bad to worse. The light on the device changed color, to the wolf’s apparent satisfaction and then suddenly he was on his feet.

The chair was kicked away and simultaneously, the rabbit was thrown painfully against the desk. Jake’s heart leapt into his throat as he cried out in surprise before the large lupine pressed him flat and held him in place. The cub’s natural response was to use his agile legs defensively, but Omega was already reaching down to fend them off before they could be of any use. And as he did so he spoke into the buck’s trembling ears. The reminder of what he’d been told kickstarted a new level of panic in Jake, his breathing becoming rapid and labored as he whimpered loudly.

“N… no, no, please!” he cried. Tears began to well up and trickle down his terrified face. At this moment he entirely expected to suffer the same fate as Samantha, that this would truly be the end for him. With his mortality staring him in the face, it was no surprise that the second his handcuffs were unlocked Jake’s flailing and thrashing intensified.

Omega kept a firm hold of his arms though, forcing them over his head as they moved from one restraint to another. They were separate this time though and the straps hadn’t been tightened yet, so Jake frantically tugged on his wrists, trying to free them, but the wolf suddenly leaned against him even further, pressing a worrying lump against his backside. He breathed hot and heavy against the buck’s trembling ears as he continued to verbally taunt his prey and fasten the shackles around his wrists until they ached. The terrified cub hadn’t once stopped making hysterical whining cries, and they only increased in pitch as his arms became hopelessly trapped.

The chain was still moderately slack, so once the wolf released him to contend with his feet, Jake threw his arms up to the extent his bonds would allow and tried to grasp the edge of the desk so he could wriggle forward. Even though he kicked continuously during his struggle, he didn’t get very far at all before each leg became trapped as well. The shackles forced him into an undignified position with his backside exposed and unprotected. At this point Jake wasn’t able to escape, but it didn’t stop him from trying.

As Omega moved away to come around the desk, Jake sat up as much as he could on the desk, tugging at all four restraints in turn, praying one of them was still loose. All hope quickly vanished as the chain was adjusted. He tried to resist, by the shortening length forced him flat against the desk and stretched his arms until not only he couldn’t move, but the shackles were pulling each of his limbs to their limits. The rabbit had effectively been stretched across the desk top like a sheet of cloth. And if that wasn’t bad enough, before disappearing behind him again, Omega flashed a frightening grin and licked his lips like the predator he was.

Jake’s terror was escalating to very familiar heights, akin to when he’d been chased, or had watched Samantha die. Every muscle in his body strained against his restraints as he whimpered and sobbed loudly. By this point he had a good idea of what was coming, and it was only confirmed in the worst of ways when something suddenly prodded against one of his cheeks. His whole body tensed and he squealed with anticipatory horror. Omega continued to describe what he wanted to do to Jake with details he didn’t want to know or hear, and though he admitted he couldn’t, those final words filled the rabbit with fear.

He didn’t know what virginity was, but he assumed it had something to do with what Omega was preparing for. That alone was enough to compel him to desperation. “No, please! Please, don’t! I don’t want it, I don’t! Let me go! Ple-he-hease!” Sobbing loudly, Jake pressed his face against the desk, his tears already beginning to soak the surface with his misery. His begging was ignored as usual of course, while something hot and slimy suddenly pressing against his rump, in-between his fuzzy cheeks. His anus reflexively clenched even though the wolf for the moment was content to use the narrow canal it resided in to pleasure his shaft.

Though Omega forced the flesh against the slick surface of his penis, Jake unfortunately found himself assisting by tensing his muscles around the vile intrusion. There was nothing he could do to stop that eager organ from jerking up and down between his cheeks as the wolf thrusted again and again. Jake thought the present situation couldn’t get much worse, but then Omega leaned over him closely, groaning loudly with lust as he continued gyrating and started to molest the parts of the buck he could still reach.

The lupine’s touch made Jake’s skin crawl, sending chills up his spine as Omega expressed his pleasure so close to those trembling ears that all he could hear were those heavy breaths and blissful moans. The cub’s entire body trembled with revulsion, his limbs tugging painfully at the chains that bound them until they elicited a chorus of rattles to accompany his pitiful whimpering and whining. Omega extracted every little sound of displeasure possible until the rabbit couldn’t even form words to continue begging for his torment to stop.

He was trapped in a living nightmare and there was nothing he could do. The wolf groped every part of his body that wasn’t pressed against the desk, even his sensitive ears which received unwelcome licks and nuzzles until they would jerk away to escape. Omega would even reach down to Jake’s face to drag his slimy tongue across a cheek to lap up his tears, a process which only served to produce more along with the pathetic cries he sought. He just wanted it to be over.

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