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Characters presented are of legal age of consent. ", "writing": "Everything his father said was a lot to take in. How he knew about his hacking, or how the old man threatened Eric that he'd deport Skiv if he couldn't catch up in his classes. Three months of work wasn't something he could just catch up on without cheating. Well, in theory, it's possible, just would lead to a lack of sleep. The fox took a moment to ponder if he could find a dreamlink and mod it to allow his mind to work on problems while sleeping. \n\nBut, outside of the cheating and the lying, his father was actually proud of him. The fox didn't want to admit it, but he had trouble suppressing a smile from breaking his face at that knowledge. His dad was a man of few words throughout most of the boy's life, more focused on his own work or the accomplishments of his sisters. Had Eric just saw that wrong? It did take tricking the entire family to gain his attention, something he never intended, but he'd never seen the old fox smile so much towards him.\n\nShaking his head, Eric pushed those warm thoughts aside to focus on immediate matters. Like Skiv. The classless and, frankly violent, rabbit he had hunkering in his room during dinner. Did Mallory bring her anything? She must have, otherwise, Skiv would be starving. He blinked, realizing that the head maid wouldn't care if Skiv starved.\n\nHow on Terra was she going to tutor her?\n\nThe doors of his room slid open, revealing the black bun lazily leaning back in his chair with her feet against his desk. Her ears twitched at his presence, but she didn't turn to face him, more interested in the VTOLs and life going on outside the window.\n\n``You're all too high up,'' She muttered distastefully, ``No wonder you classers treat everyone like shit. We're all just dots to you.''\n\nClosing the door behind him, Eric sighed and leaned against it, ``I suppose I'll never stop deserving that.'' He muttered, ``It doesn't help that you don't give them a chance.''\n\nShe laughed, spinning her chair to face him and crossing her legs, ``Me? Give your classer family a chance? What's next? I demand a good meal and education?''\n\n``Did you eat?'' He asked, already wishing he'd stopped by the kitchen to grab something for her, ``The doors were locked during dinner so-''\n\n``The bitch gave me a protein bar before locking me in here,'' Skiv said, pointing to the garbage, ``Taste better than most things I found at home. So much that it doesn't feel real.''\n\nNodding along, Eric took a seat on his bed, ``Yeah, but you won't get the shits later. And she didn't lock it. My mom did. She has...'' his hands waved around as he tried to explain, ``This protocol that only activates whenever the whole family is in the house. Basically all doors outside of maybe one bathroom are locked until dinner is finished. She says it helps keep the family together.''\n\n``Sounds creepy.''\n\n``Moms tend to be.''\n\nHer ears drooped at that, averting her gaze back out to the window. He sat in silence for a moment, feeling he said something out of line but wasn't sure what or how to even fix it. But they couldn't stay silent forever, not with the bombshell his dad dropped. \n\n``Skiv...I need to tell you something. And I really need you to listen to-''\n\n``Sure,'' Skiv said, quickly rummaging through her pants, ``But only on one condition,'' the rabbit pulled out a chastity cage from the confines of her crotch. Eric's eyes widened in terror at the sight of it, so many questions bouncing around in his head. ``You tell me what this is.''\n\n``That...'' He blinked, pointing towards the cage with a shaking hand, ``Where did you get that?''\n\n``Not what I asked, Drips.'' Skiv smiled, twirling the cage around her finger, ``You want me to listen, you best pay up. That's how it's always been.''\n\nHow it's always been? Eric fought back the urge to call her out. To tell her that this wasn't the damn classless slums where people bartered for everything. She was a slave, mere property in the eyes of the classed. Doing stuff like this would get her punishment by most owners, or a reprogramming by others. If Mallory saw her doing this...taking a heavy breath, the fox waved his hand through the air and typed through his HUD, putting a playback loop into the security cameras that were in the room. Not the perfect defense, but hopefully enough for Mallory to not notice if she was watching.\n\n``That is a...chastity cage.'' He explained, ``On ancient Terra, they were originally designed to prevent people from having sex. Nowadays they are still used, their locking mechanisms are usually more advanced, like with a finger or DNA scan of the owner to unlock them. Keys are for...traditionalists.'' He gulped at that last part, knowing full well where Skiv had gotten that cage. The entire family knew who did the thrusting in their parent's bed, Eric could still remember his father's moans echoing through the halls when he was a cub. But for his parents, as much as he hated to think about it, it was a mere game. A symbol of their love and devotion to each other.\n\nAnd Skiv is holding it, toying with the cage with curiosity. Eric welcomed the fear, but the arousal tenting in his pants brought along confusion. \n\n``Really?'' She asked, taking one long look at it, ``Seems easy to break out of.''\n\n``New materials would say otherwise. Look,'' Eric said, shaking his head to lose the tempting thoughts, ``I need to talk with you about my dad. He knows. About the documents I forged and a whole bunch of stuff that, frankly, is illegal.''\n\n``Kay.'' Skiv said, leaning back into her chair with her legs spread, revealing the bunny's sack bulge in her pants.\n\n``Kay?'' Eric said, ``Kay?!'' He repeated, standing up, ``Skiv, I know you're not schooled, but you're not as stupid as Mallory thinks. My dad knows I forced his name on your enslavement documents. He knows how much you...'' Blushing, he grit his teeth and continued, ``If I fack up, and don't improve my grades naturally, then he's gonna send you to some frozen wasteland of a military training planet. I'll never-''\n\nShe kicked him in the chest. Not enough to hurt or even knock the wind out of him, but enough to send his back against the bed. The rabbit's foot pressed against his crotch before he could respond, tightly crushing down on his balls. ``Well, don't fack up then.''\n\n``It's...'' he struggled to say, growing harder under her foot, ``It's not that simple.''\n\n``Sounds very simple to me, Drips.'' She said, crawling over him and replacing her foot with a knee to his crotch. Headfur hanging over his face, she smiled down at him. Strong arms held him to the bed, grip tight enough to remind the fox of who was in charge in the slums. He felt the blush hit his face, that helpless feeling he missed when under her.\n\n``Skiv...I don't know if I can...There's so much to catch up on.''\n\n``You fooled me for three months,'' She said, ``Then killed someone to save my life. I don't know how difficult school is, but you're clever.''\n\n``It's not just me. You're gonna need to be tutored under Mallory.''\n\nSkiv gave a shrug, ``Figured. And I'm gonna hate that. But I know a way to help me fall in line.''\n\n``Oh?'' He tilted his head, ``And what's that?''\n\nThe black rabbit leaned in closer, her lips an inch from his ears, and whispered, ``You put this cage on. I've been looked down on my entire life, Drips. Even in the slums, people just saw me as a potential whore cause I got both a cock and a cootch. Now, your maid I'm sure is always gonna see me as some classless slave. Someone not fit to even lick the floors she cleans. And she loves you. Sees you as a shining star, all because you were born lucky.''\n\nGuilt piled up in his chest at that remark. Throughout his life, Eric had been told that he was better by nature of birth. At school, in advertisements throughout the city on his sector, his parents, and of course through the help. Yet that sense of superiority had only made him feel undeserving of what he had. His sisters felt it too, that's why they pushed so hard in their fields. That constant need to prove to everyone that they deserved their status. But Eric did nothing like that. Only found more and more excuses to blow things off, for fear of being right on how lucky he was. \n\nSkiv smiled in his teary-eyed glare, leaning down and running her tongue against his wet cheeks. That hot tongue shortening his breath, making him gasp in her grip. He was the master, yet he didn't feel right holding her leash. His happiest moments were at her mercy, whether it be by her knife to his neck or her above him. Even know, the fox's cock strained harder under her knee than it had ever when alone. Just how pathetic could he be?\n\n``Do you remember the night before the attack?'' She asked, ``Back when I was balls deep in your ass?'' Eric nodded, clenching his ass at the memory. ``How I made you my bottom bitch?''\n\n``I remember you knowing what a cock cage was...'' He muttered, blushing and nodding, ``But yeah, I remember.''\n\n``That's how it's gonna stay.'' She said, staring him down. Pulling her knee away, she grinded her tented crotch against his, ``You're going to be mine.''\n\n``S-Skiv...it doesn't work like that. The documents-''\n\nShe grabbed his face tight, ``Fack those documents,'' the bunny growled, ``Fack your maid, and fack your stupid classer views. If they think I'm gonna play the submissive bodyguard who gleefully says, `Yes Master' after taking a shot for them, then they need a reality check. I protect what's mine. And you are mine.''\n\nThat declaration made his heart skip. Mouth dry, he blinked up as he stared into Skiv's blue eyes, seeing them burning with a passion like the night she fucked him. ``Let them think I'm finally subservient. Let them think you're the big tough slaver. But as of now, the real truth is with us. And you're gonna show your devotion for me by locking your cock, cause I'm the one who fucks in this relationship.'' She got off him, staring back down with a devilish smile and ordered, ``Strip.''\n\nEric tossed his clothes aside before he even questioned it. He made sure the door to his room remained locked, not desiring any intruders. Skiv undressed also, her breasts held firm in her arms while her erect cock stood defiant before him. The fox remembered first seeing it, how challenged he felt by her natural size. But now...now it excited him. Another picture to help paint who was really in charge of them.\n\nThough she didn't need it to take hold of him.\n\n``Get soft, and put this on.'' Skiv ordered, tossing the cage to him. Catching it, Eric couldn't help but remember his father's words. How he should be fucking her, by the very nature of their difference in status. It's that kind of thinking that had the fox depressed in the first place. This undeserved status he'd been born with, how could he feel just flaunting it around? He'd seen people who did, like Terry at school. That damn hippo treated his slaves as literal toilets, a factor made worse by getting a new slave that looked like someone he found attractive at school. He couldn't imagine treating anyone like that. \n\nTerry's bathroom escapades were enough to soften the fox boy's cock. Pulling down his pants, he heard Skiv snicker at him. Blushing, he pulled the cage apart and reassembled it across his cock. The very same cage his father had worn, fitting nice and snug around his own cock. Part of him knew this was disgusting. But it felt like a bigger middle finger to his father. Eric would struggle in the next few months, but not for his father's happiness. No, he'd be struggling for Skiv, so he could keep her close by to overpower him.\n\nShe may be his guard dog, but Skiv would be holding his leash.\n\n``Looks good on you,'' Skiv said, leaning back over him. Her lips pressed against his, letting her tongue force its way into his mouth and dominate his own. Grabbing his hair, she shimmied up his lap. Her hardening cock pressed against his stock with only their garments in the way. Pulling her shirt off, Skiv brought her tits to his face, ``Suck on them, bitch.'' She growled, not that she needed to tell him. Eric happily worshipped her nipples, like a newborn accepting formula from a nursing drone. Moaning, Skiv gripped his hair tight throughout the experience. \n\n``That's a good rich boy,'' She said, giggling, ``Slap your daddy's cage on, and you're just goop in my hands.''\n\n``I know it's his cage,'' Eric said, breaking away for just a moment, ``And I don't care.'' Looking up, he blinked at her surprised expression. Ears perked up in shock and wide eyes.\n\n``You...you don't?'' She asked, quirking a brow, ``Not even a little disgusted?''\n\nShaking his head, Eric suppressed a laugh, ``No. I know my parents fuck, Skiv. Besides, it's not his cage right now.''\n\n``Oh? And who's cage is it right now?'' She asked.\n\nLeaning closer, the fox whispered, ``It's my cage, holding your cock. The cock that you let me keep against my crotch.''\n\nPressing him back against the bed, Skiv smiled wide and leaned in, ``Yes,'' She whispered, ``It is my cock. But there's only room for one cock in this relationship, and that belongs to the big one attached to me.'' Stepping off, the rabbit pulled down her pants and let that monster flop out into the light. Eric remembered it well, his own as quivering at the knowledge of its last encounter with that rod. \n\n``I know you're a great actor, Drips.'' She said, gripping her cock with two hands, ``So prepare to pretend like you can walk straight when I'm done with-''\n\n``There's lube,'' He interrupted, ``In my desk.''\n\nBlinking, Skiv looked over to his desk, ``Are you serious?'' She asked, ``What makes you think I want lube?''\n\n``Can't have an ass on hand if you break it the first try.'' \n\n``This ain't the first try, Drips.''\n\n``Yeah,'' he nodded with a smile, ``But you used your spit last time.''\n\nRolling her eyes, she tapped his hips and got up, ``Roll onto your knees. I want you used to the feeling of being on those.'' The bun ordered. Eric complied wholeheartedly, letting his ass stand in the air for her to see while he buried his face in his sheets. That rush of exposing his shaking bum to her, moments before she stabbed into him, it had his heart beating in the fox's ears. \n\n``This shit's facking cold.'' Skiv muttered, ``Slimy too, kind of...kinda feels nice actually.'' Pressing her lubed up cock against the crease of his cheeks, she reached down to his shoulders, ``Why you got stuff like this? Did you lie about me being your first?''\n\nEric shook his head, ``No, just...well I almost printed a cock for myself after buying that bottle. But I was too nervous to actually go through with it. I've just been sticking with the matrix sims.''\n\n``Sims?'' She said, bracing the tip of her cock against his ring, ``I don't know what those are, but you're not gonna do them anymore. No, I think you're gonna get a fake cock actually.'' \n\nHis responses were cut off by the spreading of his ass. That monster dick slowly pushing into him, filling him out just like the night before the raid. Only this time, Eric didn't need to suppress any discomfort from only saliva lube. Now Skiv went in his tight ass with little resistance, probably enough to make her think he'd been stretched out before. The wonders of technology never cease.\n\n``T-Thor's, facking, hammer,'' Eric muttered, digging his claws into the bed before biting down onto a sheet. Her breasts braced against his back, soft breath crawling down his spine while her hands dug themselves into his headfur.\n\n``You remember when I first fucked you? How gentle I was?'' His nod earned a soft laugh from the rabbit, ``Well, back then I was worried about scaring you off. But now? Now you need to earn that hospitality.'' Pulling his head back, she pistoned her cock to the edge of his ass, before slamming balls deep into him. The force would have made a greater man scream. All Eric could do was leave his mouth open wide in silent twists of agony and pleasure.\n\n``The head bitch gave me a small tour of your parent's room earlier. They've got a lot of fancy toys.'' Skiv said, railing deep into him with every thrust, ``Like, I've seen some similar stuff back home, but nothing as fancy or looking so stable like your folk's gear. As much as I hate you classer facks, I gotta admit I love seeing cute boys with collars around their neck.''\n\nHe smiled in the midst of her poundings, taking her compliment to heart before she wrapped one hand tight around his throat, ``Maybe that's what will do one day. Give you a nice pretty collar, to show off that some first-class brat is happier as some classless bitch's slave. Maybe I'll take you by a leash and walk you around like some feral mutt, feed you scraps by my cock, and cover your face in some mask. No, the mask would be too good for you. I won't let you hide when under me.'' \n\nHe'd talk back if the deep thrusting hadn't robbed him of his voice. She pushed him forward, taking both feet to the bed and grabbing his headfur, ``You classer's love to think you're better, but it looks like you're loving this more than any classless whore I ever had to spend the night with. Bet your ass would sell well in a brothel, but it's all mine.'' She pulled his head back, ``Can't squeal, bitch? Worried you'll make too much noise? I could always just steal a fancy gag from your parents' bedroom. Honestly, they got a lot of stuff in there. Ways to bind your arms and legs into nothing but nubs, then walk you on your knees and elbows. Or maybe coat your fur in all black latex, ending with a mask.'' \n\nThe more she talked, the more he imagined it all. Being her gimp, walking like some feral animal for her, him being the slave whereas Skiv controlled everything else. He should have been ashamed at the idea, angry even. It only made him smile, frustrated that this accursed cage couldn't show his arousal.\n\nBiting into the bed, he hid his moans with every hip-shaking pound. The fox felt his pleasure building, like an ocean crashing against a towering wall. Every push just getting him closer and closer to flowing over it. Just a little more, a little more and he could-\n\n``Fack!'' She screamed, her hot seed blasting down his bowls. He could feel her soften inside him, then the emptiness that followed when she pulled out of him. He'd been so close, this couldn't be it? A finger maybe?\n\nGrabbing his shoulder, Skiv pulled him down next to her in the bed. Her lubed up cock laid out loose against her thighs, the shine reflecting some of the ceiling lights. Eric wasn't sure if she'd ever looked so content before. The first time in her home back in the outskirts had some sense of warmth to her expression. But here? Here she looked confident.\n\nAnd if made his failed orgasm all the stronger.\n\n``Ok, I'll admit it.'' She said, breaking the silence, ``These beds are actually kind of comfy. `Specially after a good lay.''\n\nHe blinked, ``Y-Yeah...I guess they are.'' Eric said, laying next to her with his legs curled up, ``I...I didn't cum.''\n\nShe snickered, pulling him in closer and spooning his rump, ``Well, that ain't my problem now, is it? Besides, who said my bitch deserved to cum today?''\n\nThe way she controlled him, from her touch, to her tone, had him shiver in delight. His cage twitched in strain, but no pleasure could reach his cock. ``I just...well I was really close.''\n\n``And what?'' She said, ``Why should I make you cum? Cause I'm your slave?''\n\n``N-No...Skiv that's not what I-''\n\n``Shh,'' she whispered, softly nibbling his ears, ``Like I said, you're the bitch here. If I think you've earned an orgasm, then I'm gonna give you one. Otherwise, you best learn to get off on your ass. Course, once you do, we're gonna regulate that.''\n\nHe gulped, ``S-so that's it? You control my orgasms now?''\n\nSkiv nodded, nuzzling her face into his headfur, ``And that's gonna motivate me to actually learn what the head bitch is offering. Cause I get to come back to you knowing you're ready and willing to spread yourself before me.''\n\nLost in her arms, the fox couldn't help but imagine the first night they fucked. Back in that dingy and rough old shipping container that Skiv fashioned for a home. Even without the comfortable sheets and the protection of his family's home, he felt happy in her arms. But he didn't feel safe then, with all the dangers that lurked in the outskirts. Roving bands of murderers and gangs willing to cut him up for anything so they could live another day. And without his connection topside, he couldn't sneak those gifts. Skiv told him that wouldn't be a problem, but his own doubts told him otherwise.\n\nDid he deserve to feel guilty for being safer here? Now, with her by his side on a comfy bed? What did he need to do to remove that guilt from his consciousness? The lack of climax didn't help, making him all the more aroused even with the decline. \n\n``Hey, Skiv. You have the key, right?''\n\nSkiv didn't answer. Turning his head, he found the black bun's eyes closed, with soft breaths escaping her maw. Did she really just fall asleep on him? They weren't old, and Skiv wasn't out of shape, there's no way...he shook his head. Maybe it was the comfiness of the bed that finally did her in. She'd slept in cramped areas all her life, maybe all she needed to adjust was a good hole to fuck. Eric had solace in that at least, some hope that he could help her relax. She was beautiful without the scowl, though he found her beautiful regardless. Just her sleeping face didn't fill him with a tinge of fear or arousal like her waking eyes.\n\n``I'll ask later.'' He said, kissing her one last time before closing his eyes and drifting to slumber. He'd set his room to `Do not disturb' so not even Mallory could interrupt and see their cuddling. Eric didn't need more of her opinion on his conscience. \n\nEspecially with the dead soldier staring right back at him in his dreams.\n\n***\n\nDespite what the classers may think, Skiv had pride. And she was big enough to admit that her pride may have gotten in the way of a few tiny little things. Namely, Drips's bed, which must have been what clouds felt like.\n\nRousing herself awake, the bunny found her arms locked around the fox boy, with her crotch against his bum in an effort to spoon him. Despite her life as a loner, she'd always wanted to wake up next to someone like this. The bunny never imagined it'd be in some ritzy classer house, but given where Drips...given where Eric stood with her, she could stomach it. \n\nIt's not like she had people waiting for her back home. No, the only person who cared about her pride was Skiv and Skiv alone. Eric clearly didn't, else he'd have never brought her here. But he cared for her wellbeing, probably the first person to really do so since...Skiv couldn't think of anyone who didn't want something from her. Her fox probably did, but she didn't care about that now, not as she nuzzled her face against the back of his head and breathed in his headfur. \n\nGetting up, she noticed the sun rising up from the edges of the cities skyscrapers. She'd only seen it rise from the docks, over the vast expanse of ocean trailing across the planet. There was no light reflecting off the water here, just shadows being cast out, like how the classers cast out everyone else. \n\nIt didn't matter. As much as Skiv hated the classed, she had no one waiting for her back home. Turning back to Eric, she smiled, pressing his hand to his cheek as she contemplated staying with him. He had a lot to make up for, but he was more than willing to put in the work. With a sigh, she decided it was time she started doing the same. \n\nPutting on her discarded clothes, she headed out of Eric's room to find that annoying head maid. As luck would have it, the raccoon in question was standing by the fireplace of the living room. The flames danced off her glasses, giving her cold look some extra flair. While Skiv couldn't see her eyes behind the glare, the rabbit felt her backfur stand on end with Mallory smiled.\n\n``I see you spent the evening in the young master's room,'' She said, ``Keeping him company?''\n\n``Why ask?'' Skiv scoffed, ``You're watching, aren't ya?''\n\nMallory shook her head, ``The young master values his privacy, and I respect his wishes. So long as he accomplishes his latest tasks under Master Alfred's restrictions, he is free to do with as he pleases. Speaking of which,'' Taking a step closer, Mallory gently but firmly grabbed Skiv's chin, forcing her eye to eye with the coon, ``I'm under orders to be your tutor, in both academics and bodyguard training.''\n\n``Aca-what-its?''\n\n``Reading, writing, and math,'' She said, grinning, ``The Karbon's can't have slaves who are ill-fitted to accomplish basic tasks. If you cannot read, how can you be tasked to get things? This is especially important as a bodyguard. But that's enough of that, we'll get started immediately. Any questions?''\n\n``Do I gotta wear your dumb outfit?''\n\nMallory's eyes twitched, but her smile remained, ``Of course not. As a bodyguard, you will be given different uniforms to wear depending on the occasion. The point is for you to fit in after all. That being said, a classless fleabag wearing this uniform would be the greatest insult imaginable to my craft. So if I have any say in it, you'll never wear a maid outfit.''\n\nEven with her face gripped, Skiv smiled, ``That's something we can agree on, bitch.''\n\n``Teacher or Sensei will suffice.'' Mallory said, letting the rabbit go, ``Now, go take a shower.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Everything his father said was a lot to take in. How he knew about his hacking, or how the old man threatened Eric that he'd deport Skiv if he couldn't catch up in his classes. Three months of work wasn't something he could just catch up on without cheating. Well, in theory, it's possible, just would lead to a lack of sleep. The fox took a moment to ponder if he could find a dreamlink and mod it to allow his mind to work on problems while sleeping.

But, outside of the cheating and the lying, his father was actually proud of him. The fox didn't want to admit it, but he had trouble suppressing a smile from breaking his face at that knowledge. His dad was a man of few words throughout most of the boy's life, more focused on his own work or the accomplishments of his sisters. Had Eric just saw that wrong? It did take tricking the entire family to gain his attention, something he never intended, but he'd never seen the old fox smile so much towards him.

Shaking his head, Eric pushed those warm thoughts aside to focus on immediate matters. Like Skiv. The classless and, frankly violent, rabbit he had hunkering in his room during dinner. Did Mallory bring her anything? She must have, otherwise, Skiv would be starving. He blinked, realizing that the head maid wouldn't care if Skiv starved.

How on Terra was she going to tutor her?

The doors of his room slid open, revealing the black bun lazily leaning back in his chair with her feet against his desk. Her ears twitched at his presence, but she didn't turn to face him, more interested in the VTOLs and life going on outside the window.

``You're all too high up,'' She muttered distastefully, ``No wonder you classers treat everyone like shit. We're all just dots to you.''

Closing the door behind him, Eric sighed and leaned against it, ``I suppose I'll never stop deserving that.'' He muttered, ``It doesn't help that you don't give them a chance.''

She laughed, spinning her chair to face him and crossing her legs, ``Me? Give your classer family a chance? What's next? I demand a good meal and education?''

``Did you eat?'' He asked, already wishing he'd stopped by the kitchen to grab something for her, ``The doors were locked during dinner so-''

``The bitch gave me a protein bar before locking me in here,'' Skiv said, pointing to the garbage, ``Taste better than most things I found at home. So much that it doesn't feel real.''

Nodding along, Eric took a seat on his bed, ``Yeah, but you won't get the shits later. And she didn't lock it. My mom did. She has...'' his hands waved around as he tried to explain, ``This protocol that only activates whenever the whole family is in the house. Basically all doors outside of maybe one bathroom are locked until dinner is finished. She says it helps keep the family together.''

``Sounds creepy.''

``Moms tend to be.''

Her ears drooped at that, averting her gaze back out to the window. He sat in silence for a moment, feeling he said something out of line but wasn't sure what or how to even fix it. But they couldn't stay silent forever, not with the bombshell his dad dropped.

``Skiv...I need to tell you something. And I really need you to listen to-''

``Sure,'' Skiv said, quickly rummaging through her pants, ``But only on one condition,'' the rabbit pulled out a chastity cage from the confines of her crotch. Eric's eyes widened in terror at the sight of it, so many questions bouncing around in his head. ``You tell me what this is.''

``That...'' He blinked, pointing towards the cage with a shaking hand, ``Where did you get that?''

``Not what I asked, Drips.'' Skiv smiled, twirling the cage around her finger, ``You want me to listen, you best pay up. That's how it's always been.''

How it's always been? Eric fought back the urge to call her out. To tell her that this wasn't the damn classless slums where people bartered for everything. She was a slave, mere property in the eyes of the classed. Doing stuff like this would get her punishment by most owners, or a reprogramming by others. If Mallory saw her doing this...taking a heavy breath, the fox waved his hand through the air and typed through his HUD, putting a playback loop into the security cameras that were in the room. Not the perfect defense, but hopefully enough for Mallory to not notice if she was watching.

``That is a...chastity cage.'' He explained, ``On ancient Terra, they were originally designed to prevent people from having sex. Nowadays they are still used, their locking mechanisms are usually more advanced, like with a finger or DNA scan of the owner to unlock them. Keys are for...traditionalists.'' He gulped at that last part, knowing full well where Skiv had gotten that cage. The entire family knew who did the thrusting in their parent's bed, Eric could still remember his father's moans echoing through the halls when he was a cub. But for his parents, as much as he hated to think about it, it was a mere game. A symbol of their love and devotion to each other.

And Skiv is holding it, toying with the cage with curiosity. Eric welcomed the fear, but the arousal tenting in his pants brought along confusion.

``Really?'' She asked, taking one long look at it, ``Seems easy to break out of.''

``New materials would say otherwise. Look,'' Eric said, shaking his head to lose the tempting thoughts, ``I need to talk with you about my dad. He knows. About the documents I forged and a whole bunch of stuff that, frankly, is illegal.''

``Kay.'' Skiv said, leaning back into her chair with her legs spread, revealing the bunny's sack bulge in her pants.

``Kay?'' Eric said, ``Kay?!'' He repeated, standing up, ``Skiv, I know you're not schooled, but you're not as stupid as Mallory thinks. My dad knows I forced his name on your enslavement documents. He knows how much you...'' Blushing, he grit his teeth and continued, ``If I fack up, and don't improve my grades naturally, then he's gonna send you to some frozen wasteland of a military training planet. I'll never-''

She kicked him in the chest. Not enough to hurt or even knock the wind out of him, but enough to send his back against the bed. The rabbit's foot pressed against his crotch before he could respond, tightly crushing down on his balls. ``Well, don't fack up then.''

``It's...'' he struggled to say, growing harder under her foot, ``It's not that simple.''

``Sounds very simple to me, Drips.'' She said, crawling over him and replacing her foot with a knee to his crotch. Headfur hanging over his face, she smiled down at him. Strong arms held him to the bed, grip tight enough to remind the fox of who was in charge in the slums. He felt the blush hit his face, that helpless feeling he missed when under her.

``Skiv...I don't know if I can...There's so much to catch up on.''

``You fooled me for three months,'' She said, ``Then killed someone to save my life. I don't know how difficult school is, but you're clever.''

``It's not just me. You're gonna need to be tutored under Mallory.''

Skiv gave a shrug, ``Figured. And I'm gonna hate that. But I know a way to help me fall in line.''

``Oh?'' He tilted his head, ``And what's that?''

The black rabbit leaned in closer, her lips an inch from his ears, and whispered, ``You put this cage on. I've been looked down on my entire life, Drips. Even in the slums, people just saw me as a potential whore cause I got both a cock and a cootch. Now, your maid I'm sure is always gonna see me as some classless slave. Someone not fit to even lick the floors she cleans. And she loves you. Sees you as a shining star, all because you were born lucky.''

Guilt piled up in his chest at that remark. Throughout his life, Eric had been told that he was better by nature of birth. At school, in advertisements throughout the city on his sector, his parents, and of course through the help. Yet that sense of superiority had only made him feel undeserving of what he had. His sisters felt it too, that's why they pushed so hard in their fields. That constant need to prove to everyone that they deserved their status. But Eric did nothing like that. Only found more and more excuses to blow things off, for fear of being right on how lucky he was.

Skiv smiled in his teary-eyed glare, leaning down and running her tongue against his wet cheeks. That hot tongue shortening his breath, making him gasp in her grip. He was the master, yet he didn't feel right holding her leash. His happiest moments were at her mercy, whether it be by her knife to his neck or her above him. Even know, the fox's cock strained harder under her knee than it had ever when alone. Just how pathetic could he be?

``Do you remember the night before the attack?'' She asked, ``Back when I was balls deep in your ass?'' Eric nodded, clenching his ass at the memory. ``How I made you my bottom bitch?''

``I remember you knowing what a cock cage was...'' He muttered, blushing and nodding, ``But yeah, I remember.''

``That's how it's gonna stay.'' She said, staring him down. Pulling her knee away, she grinded her tented crotch against his, ``You're going to be mine.''

``S-Skiv...it doesn't work like that. The documents-''

She grabbed his face tight, ``Fack those documents,'' the bunny growled, ``Fack your maid, and fack your stupid classer views. If they think I'm gonna play the submissive bodyguard who gleefully says, `Yes Master' after taking a shot for them, then they need a reality check. I protect what's mine. And you are mine.''

That declaration made his heart skip. Mouth dry, he blinked up as he stared into Skiv's blue eyes, seeing them burning with a passion like the night she fucked him. ``Let them think I'm finally subservient. Let them think you're the big tough slaver. But as of now, the real truth is with us. And you're gonna show your devotion for me by locking your cock, cause I'm the one who fucks in this relationship.'' She got off him, staring back down with a devilish smile and ordered, ``Strip.''

Eric tossed his clothes aside before he even questioned it. He made sure the door to his room remained locked, not desiring any intruders. Skiv undressed also, her breasts held firm in her arms while her erect cock stood defiant before him. The fox remembered first seeing it, how challenged he felt by her natural size. But now...now it excited him. Another picture to help paint who was really in charge of them.

Though she didn't need it to take hold of him.

``Get soft, and put this on.'' Skiv ordered, tossing the cage to him. Catching it, Eric couldn't help but remember his father's words. How he should be fucking her, by the very nature of their difference in status. It's that kind of thinking that had the fox depressed in the first place. This undeserved status he'd been born with, how could he feel just flaunting it around? He'd seen people who did, like Terry at school. That damn hippo treated his slaves as literal toilets, a factor made worse by getting a new slave that looked like someone he found attractive at school. He couldn't imagine treating anyone like that.

Terry's bathroom escapades were enough to soften the fox boy's cock. Pulling down his pants, he heard Skiv snicker at him. Blushing, he pulled the cage apart and reassembled it across his cock. The very same cage his father had worn, fitting nice and snug around his own cock. Part of him knew this was disgusting. But it felt like a bigger middle finger to his father. Eric would struggle in the next few months, but not for his father's happiness. No, he'd be struggling for Skiv, so he could keep her close by to overpower him.

She may be his guard dog, but Skiv would be holding his leash.

``Looks good on you,'' Skiv said, leaning back over him. Her lips pressed against his, letting her tongue force its way into his mouth and dominate his own. Grabbing his hair, she shimmied up his lap. Her hardening cock pressed against his stock with only their garments in the way. Pulling her shirt off, Skiv brought her tits to his face, ``Suck on them, bitch.'' She growled, not that she needed to tell him. Eric happily worshipped her nipples, like a newborn accepting formula from a nursing drone. Moaning, Skiv gripped his hair tight throughout the experience.

``That's a good rich boy,'' She said, giggling, ``Slap your daddy's cage on, and you're just goop in my hands.''

``I know it's his cage,'' Eric said, breaking away for just a moment, ``And I don't care.'' Looking up, he blinked at her surprised expression. Ears perked up in shock and wide eyes.

``You...you don't?'' She asked, quirking a brow, ``Not even a little disgusted?''

Shaking his head, Eric suppressed a laugh, ``No. I know my parents fuck, Skiv. Besides, it's not his cage right now.''

``Oh? And who's cage is it right now?'' She asked.

Leaning closer, the fox whispered, ``It's my cage, holding your cock. The cock that you let me keep against my crotch.''

Pressing him back against the bed, Skiv smiled wide and leaned in, ``Yes,'' She whispered, ``It is my cock. But there's only room for one cock in this relationship, and that belongs to the big one attached to me.'' Stepping off, the rabbit pulled down her pants and let that monster flop out into the light. Eric remembered it well, his own as quivering at the knowledge of its last encounter with that rod.

``I know you're a great actor, Drips.'' She said, gripping her cock with two hands, ``So prepare to pretend like you can walk straight when I'm done with-''

``There's lube,'' He interrupted, ``In my desk.''

Blinking, Skiv looked over to his desk, ``Are you serious?'' She asked, ``What makes you think I want lube?''

``Can't have an ass on hand if you break it the first try.''

``This ain't the first try, Drips.''

``Yeah,'' he nodded with a smile, ``But you used your spit last time.''

Rolling her eyes, she tapped his hips and got up, ``Roll onto your knees. I want you used to the feeling of being on those.'' The bun ordered. Eric complied wholeheartedly, letting his ass stand in the air for her to see while he buried his face in his sheets. That rush of exposing his shaking bum to her, moments before she stabbed into him, it had his heart beating in the fox's ears.

``This shit's facking cold.'' Skiv muttered, ``Slimy too, kind of...kinda feels nice actually.'' Pressing her lubed up cock against the crease of his cheeks, she reached down to his shoulders, ``Why you got stuff like this? Did you lie about me being your first?''

Eric shook his head, ``No, just...well I almost printed a cock for myself after buying that bottle. But I was too nervous to actually go through with it. I've just been sticking with the matrix sims.''

``Sims?'' She said, bracing the tip of her cock against his ring, ``I don't know what those are, but you're not gonna do them anymore. No, I think you're gonna get a fake cock actually.''

His responses were cut off by the spreading of his ass. That monster dick slowly pushing into him, filling him out just like the night before the raid. Only this time, Eric didn't need to suppress any discomfort from only saliva lube. Now Skiv went in his tight ass with little resistance, probably enough to make her think he'd been stretched out before. The wonders of technology never cease.

``T-Thor's, facking, hammer,'' Eric muttered, digging his claws into the bed before biting down onto a sheet. Her breasts braced against his back, soft breath crawling down his spine while her hands dug themselves into his headfur.

``You remember when I first fucked you? How gentle I was?'' His nod earned a soft laugh from the rabbit, ``Well, back then I was worried about scaring you off. But now? Now you need to earn that hospitality.'' Pulling his head back, she pistoned her cock to the edge of his ass, before slamming balls deep into him. The force would have made a greater man scream. All Eric could do was leave his mouth open wide in silent twists of agony and pleasure.

``The head bitch gave me a small tour of your parent's room earlier. They've got a lot of fancy toys.'' Skiv said, railing deep into him with every thrust, ``Like, I've seen some similar stuff back home, but nothing as fancy or looking so stable like your folk's gear. As much as I hate you classer facks, I gotta admit I love seeing cute boys with collars around their neck.''

He smiled in the midst of her poundings, taking her compliment to heart before she wrapped one hand tight around his throat, ``Maybe that's what will do one day. Give you a nice pretty collar, to show off that some first-class brat is happier as some classless bitch's slave. Maybe I'll take you by a leash and walk you around like some feral mutt, feed you scraps by my cock, and cover your face in some mask. No, the mask would be too good for you. I won't let you hide when under me.''

He'd talk back if the deep thrusting hadn't robbed him of his voice. She pushed him forward, taking both feet to the bed and grabbing his headfur, ``You classer's love to think you're better, but it looks like you're loving this more than any classless whore I ever had to spend the night with. Bet your ass would sell well in a brothel, but it's all mine.'' She pulled his head back, ``Can't squeal, bitch? Worried you'll make too much noise? I could always just steal a fancy gag from your parents' bedroom. Honestly, they got a lot of stuff in there. Ways to bind your arms and legs into nothing but nubs, then walk you on your knees and elbows. Or maybe coat your fur in all black latex, ending with a mask.''

The more she talked, the more he imagined it all. Being her gimp, walking like some feral animal for her, him being the slave whereas Skiv controlled everything else. He should have been ashamed at the idea, angry even. It only made him smile, frustrated that this accursed cage couldn't show his arousal.

Biting into the bed, he hid his moans with every hip-shaking pound. The fox felt his pleasure building, like an ocean crashing against a towering wall. Every push just getting him closer and closer to flowing over it. Just a little more, a little more and he could-

``Fack!'' She screamed, her hot seed blasting down his bowls. He could feel her soften inside him, then the emptiness that followed when she pulled out of him. He'd been so close, this couldn't be it? A finger maybe?

Grabbing his shoulder, Skiv pulled him down next to her in the bed. Her lubed up cock laid out loose against her thighs, the shine reflecting some of the ceiling lights. Eric wasn't sure if she'd ever looked so content before. The first time in her home back in the outskirts had some sense of warmth to her expression. But here? Here she looked confident.

And if made his failed orgasm all the stronger.

``Ok, I'll admit it.'' She said, breaking the silence, ``These beds are actually kind of comfy. `Specially after a good lay.''

He blinked, ``Y-Yeah...I guess they are.'' Eric said, laying next to her with his legs curled up, ``I...I didn't cum.''

She snickered, pulling him in closer and spooning his rump, ``Well, that ain't my problem now, is it? Besides, who said my bitch deserved to cum today?''

The way she controlled him, from her touch, to her tone, had him shiver in delight. His cage twitched in strain, but no pleasure could reach his cock. ``I just...well I was really close.''

``And what?'' She said, ``Why should I make you cum? Cause I'm your slave?''

``N-No...Skiv that's not what I-''

``Shh,'' she whispered, softly nibbling his ears, ``Like I said, you're the bitch here. If I think you've earned an orgasm, then I'm gonna give you one. Otherwise, you best learn to get off on your ass. Course, once you do, we're gonna regulate that.''

He gulped, ``S-so that's it? You control my orgasms now?''

Skiv nodded, nuzzling her face into his headfur, ``And that's gonna motivate me to actually learn what the head bitch is offering. Cause I get to come back to you knowing you're ready and willing to spread yourself before me.''

Lost in her arms, the fox couldn't help but imagine the first night they fucked. Back in that dingy and rough old shipping container that Skiv fashioned for a home. Even without the comfortable sheets and the protection of his family's home, he felt happy in her arms. But he didn't feel safe then, with all the dangers that lurked in the outskirts. Roving bands of murderers and gangs willing to cut him up for anything so they could live another day. And without his connection topside, he couldn't sneak those gifts. Skiv told him that wouldn't be a problem, but his own doubts told him otherwise.

Did he deserve to feel guilty for being safer here? Now, with her by his side on a comfy bed? What did he need to do to remove that guilt from his consciousness? The lack of climax didn't help, making him all the more aroused even with the decline.

``Hey, Skiv. You have the key, right?''

Skiv didn't answer. Turning his head, he found the black bun's eyes closed, with soft breaths escaping her maw. Did she really just fall asleep on him? They weren't old, and Skiv wasn't out of shape, there's no way...he shook his head. Maybe it was the comfiness of the bed that finally did her in. She'd slept in cramped areas all her life, maybe all she needed to adjust was a good hole to fuck. Eric had solace in that at least, some hope that he could help her relax. She was beautiful without the scowl, though he found her beautiful regardless. Just her sleeping face didn't fill him with a tinge of fear or arousal like her waking eyes.

``I'll ask later.'' He said, kissing her one last time before closing his eyes and drifting to slumber. He'd set his room to `Do not disturb' so not even Mallory could interrupt and see their cuddling. Eric didn't need more of her opinion on his conscience.

Especially with the dead soldier staring right back at him in his dreams.

***

Despite what the classers may think, Skiv had pride. And she was big enough to admit that her pride may have gotten in the way of a few tiny little things. Namely, Drips's bed, which must have been what clouds felt like.

Rousing herself awake, the bunny found her arms locked around the fox boy, with her crotch against his bum in an effort to spoon him. Despite her life as a loner, she'd always wanted to wake up next to someone like this. The bunny never imagined it'd be in some ritzy classer house, but given where Drips...given where Eric stood with her, she could stomach it.

It's not like she had people waiting for her back home. No, the only person who cared about her pride was Skiv and Skiv alone. Eric clearly didn't, else he'd have never brought her here. But he cared for her wellbeing, probably the first person to really do so since...Skiv couldn't think of anyone who didn't want something from her. Her fox probably did, but she didn't care about that now, not as she nuzzled her face against the back of his head and breathed in his headfur.

Getting up, she noticed the sun rising up from the edges of the cities skyscrapers. She'd only seen it rise from the docks, over the vast expanse of ocean trailing across the planet. There was no light reflecting off the water here, just shadows being cast out, like how the classers cast out everyone else.

It didn't matter. As much as Skiv hated the classed, she had no one waiting for her back home. Turning back to Eric, she smiled, pressing his hand to his cheek as she contemplated staying with him. He had a lot to make up for, but he was more than willing to put in the work. With a sigh, she decided it was time she started doing the same.

Putting on her discarded clothes, she headed out of Eric's room to find that annoying head maid. As luck would have it, the raccoon in question was standing by the fireplace of the living room. The flames danced off her glasses, giving her cold look some extra flair. While Skiv couldn't see her eyes behind the glare, the rabbit felt her backfur stand on end with Mallory smiled.

``I see you spent the evening in the young master's room,'' She said, ``Keeping him company?''

``Why ask?'' Skiv scoffed, ``You're watching, aren't ya?''

Mallory shook her head, ``The young master values his privacy, and I respect his wishes. So long as he accomplishes his latest tasks under Master Alfred's restrictions, he is free to do with as he pleases. Speaking of which,'' Taking a step closer, Mallory gently but firmly grabbed Skiv's chin, forcing her eye to eye with the coon, ``I'm under orders to be your tutor, in both academics and bodyguard training.''

``Aca-what-its?''

``Reading, writing, and math,'' She said, grinning, ``The Karbon's can't have slaves who are ill-fitted to accomplish basic tasks. If you cannot read, how can you be tasked to get things? This is especially important as a bodyguard. But that's enough of that, we'll get started immediately. Any questions?''

``Do I gotta wear your dumb outfit?''

Mallory's eyes twitched, but her smile remained, ``Of course not. As a bodyguard, you will be given different uniforms to wear depending on the occasion. The point is for you to fit in after all. That being said, a classless fleabag wearing this uniform would be the greatest insult imaginable to my craft. So if I have any say in it, you'll never wear a maid outfit.''

Even with her face gripped, Skiv smiled, ``That's something we can agree on, bitch.''

``Teacher or Sensei will suffice.'' Mallory said, letting the rabbit go, ``Now, go take a shower.''

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