Young boys and girls were chosen for the position of the Chosen, and they reacted to it in different ways (both from the child themselves, and from their parents). Some were elated, and gave themselves onto the servants of the palace willingly. Others tried to hide as soon as they they knew they had been chosen, but they were always spirited out from wherever they fled by the priests of the palace.
When Poly arrived on this world, the ceremonies were just ending. Holding her small bag and wearing her uniform from the academy she had been at on the last world (She left that one on good terms~!) she was just about to leave the terminal when a wolf in the robes of a priest of this world stopped her... by name. Poly tensed. It was rarely a good thing when someone knew your name in advance!
"You've been chosen, young one." Poly frowned. "Do I get a choice?" The man shook his head, and so Poly nodded... and turned to run, colliding directly into another one who had come up behind her. Her grabbed her, and as much as she struggled, his grip was firm and practiced on holding struggling creatures smaller than him. This is what she got for being on the flight manifest...
In spite of her attempts to engage them in conversation as she was taken to the palace, her captors were implacably silent. As she was taken along the grand hallways, she saw a few other cubs - Some were walking under their own violation, others were being dragged as she was. She did pause for a moment at the grandeur of the room she was taken to. The bed looked wonderfully soft, the pillows push. Well.. maybe she could get used to this. "Prepare her." Or not.
Poly was almost out of breath to keep struggling, so she could give only token resistance as she as stripped. Silky stockings and arm warmers were placed on her to above the ropes pulling that much at her fur,and then she was blindfolded and gagged. She was carried and placed onto the bed (which was very soft...) and she let out a soft moan though the gag as a practied paw pressed at the fur around her chest... and a sharp intake of breath as she felt suction at her nipples! She squirmed, almost trying to press forward as if that would release the suction. Next, a toy was placed into her rump, and then a vibrator on her clit. She wiggled, and leaned her head back into the pillows. At... at least it was going to make her cum quickly. She could hear the others in the room leave.
As she got close, the vibration faded just enough to keep her on the edge. Oh, no... Her hips bucked some, but it wasn't going to help. It was enough to keep her on the edge, but not enough to push her over it. She squirmed and wiggled and did anything she could, but she couldn't make it either stop or finish her...
It felt like it had been hours before someone returned, and her breathing was laboured, her body even more exhausted than when she got here, sitting in a wet patch of the bed. She waited for him to release her, or let her get off, or at least turn the vibrator off... but instead she felt him start to brush her fur. She let out a whine! but in response all she heard was a chuckle and the sensation of that brush working through her fur again and again. It... was kinda nice, but STILL!
After they were done, they left her alone again.. and then another came back. This time, they were feeling her. The gag came out and she pleaded to be allowed to cum, or freed, or anything. They waited until she was done talking... and she was given a straw. The water was cool and a little sweet. It was very refreshing.. and then it was removed. She was fed slowly, forkful by forkful. The food was excellent, but.. she'd rather have been eating it with her own paws. Apparently they took into account that she was a picky eater, too, as there was nothing she didn't like. Just various delicious foods. When she was full... the gag w ent back in, and they left.
The next entrant washed her and changed her sheets, and then left. And again, and again. A constant stream of nameless, voiceless figures that she couldn't see pampered her but refused to help her. She'd been being edged for hours! Someone else entered... and then they made it a million times worse. They tickled her. Just for a bit, but in torturous, evil ways! And then he left. And then another entered. What felt like an endless stream cycled though her room, every one stimulating her in some different way, every one very careful to make sure she was never allowed to orgasm. Some were rough with her, they took her deep enough she could feel it in her womb, past her cervix, or down her throat. One of them liked using a crop between her legs. Others were gentle, tender. Some just snuggled with her, rubbed a warm cheek against hers, let her feel their breath.
There was a pattern to them, a rotation. Although she had mostly lost sense of time, she could measure it in terms of when each particular person came. She felt like she had been here forever. Occasionally new things were introduced to the pattern, one of them liked playing music for her. Her belly started to grow, too. She could feel paws stroke it occasionally. But paws stroked every part of her body. Every part had been explored and stimulated. One of them enjoyed temperature play... another enjoyed just rubbing his (that much she knew~!) naughty bits against her nose.
She wasn't sure when she was going to be released, or escape, but at this point, she'd settle for an orgasm... or was she going to be edged for her entire time here?
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