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Scouring the pages before her, panel after panel of sissies being sexually tormented with sadistic doms and dommes laughing at their plight, she struggled to imagine how the red panda she'd been crushing on since forever would be into this. \n\nNot just that, she realized with a resentful sigh as she unbuttoned her pants and dropped her panties aside. Biting her lip, Becky reached down and slowly toyed with her dripping cunt, wet from images that should have disgusted her. She couldn't help it, every imagined scream or bound twitch had her shudder in delight. Was she a bad person to like all of this? Or was she bad for wanting to do something similar to Collin? The badger laid back, staring up to the ceiling as the red panda's feminine persona came into play.\n\nShe was shocked at first. Who wouldn't have been? But gosh darn it, he looked cute as Kathoey, cuter than her. Becky wanted to grab the red panda by her blue wig and roughly kiss her, matting her mouth before grinding her cunt against that open maw. Closing her eyes, the badger let herself drift as her fingers strumbed along her clit. Her fantasy playing out before her.\n\nHer feet hit cement, stepping proud as Becky surveyed the cityscape before her. Once home to a rebelling nation, now under strict control of the Amazonian Alliance for over a year. Its people finally submitted underneath her kingdom's superior thumb, either as slaves or new citizens under the almighty goddess. \n\nBut the badger wasn't walking the streets to marvel. This was her first vacation from work, and she wanted to sample the local delicacies. If she were lucky, the badger might find a new `star' for her next propaganda piece. \n\nLocal slaves and their mistresses bowed in gratitude when they saw her golden circlet, the symbol of her status. Becky didn't let it get to her, but she did use her station to ask about the better slave shops in the city. The so-called best was a former mall rebranded as `Sarath's', becoming a one stop shop for training or even retraining slaves. Clasping her hands behind herself, she walked through the tiled mall and spotted a wonderful specimen. \n\nA feminine red panda boy stood tall in the front window. His lithe and supple body covered by little more than a white toga, his flat chest puffed out and arms behind him in proper fashion. A heavy and red ballgag latched around his mouth, and eyes were hidden behind a beautiful, if short, batch of dyed blue headfur. Even on a stand, she knew he was taller. Becky preferred taller slaves; all the more satisfying to bring to their knees. \n\nShe wasted no time toward the front desk, finding a mink in a green floral chinese dress waiting and bowing in her presence. ``Welcome to Sarath's, the empire's number 1 mass slave provider. How may I help you, miss?'' Becky pointed to the red panda on display, ``I wish to know more about that slave: How long has it been in training? Is it a former citizen of the conquered nation? What are their skills?''\n\nThe mink blinked, eyeing the red panda and smiling as she clasped her hands, ``Ah yes, Kathy. She has been in training for at least six months. She was caught trying to slip past the border. Her training is...'' The mink frowned slightly, not wishing to reveal the full truth. Becky's stare told her otherwise, ``Still ongoing. She follows orders, but there is still some restraint in her actions. We have her on display to help break down some silly concepts for her. Like that she is still a person.''\n\nNodding, the badger eyed the red panda. Licking her lips, she pulled out her crop and asked for a testing chamber. ``Are you sure, Miss? We have plenty of other slaves that are more suited-''\n\nBecky cracked her crop against the desk, ``The red panda. Now give me a leash so I may sample your product.'' Cord in hand, the badger smiled as she crept up behind the displayed slave. ``Hello, Kathy,'' She whispered, crop against his face, ``For the next hour, I am to be your mistress.'' Pushing him against the glass, she slipped underneath his toga, finding his clitty caged up. The poor thing, locked away without any idea of where its key might be. His balls dangled freely, however, earning a soft squeeze in the badger's palm that had him squealing into his gag. Music to her ears. \n\nHis red heels clicked behind her with every step as she led the cute wah down the corridor. Finding their assigned chamber, she pushed him inside and ordered him still as she surveyed the tools provided. Some electrical, some more physical, a wonderful array of toy sizes, and of course, more restraints. Finding one most desirable, she took the key she'd been given and unlocked his cage. \n\n``Goddess...'' she shook, his musk slipping through her nostrils. Poor slave must have been locked up since captured. Reaching from behind, she wrapped her hand around his soft cock and slowly pumped it. ``Men are rarely used for breeding,'' Becky whispered, ``We can get plenty of seed from our own herm warriors. But I must admit there is a certain...charm, to seeing a weak male aroused. Watching as they quiver when the blood rushes to their cock.''\n\nIt pulsed in her hand. She squeezed, so hard and virile while his body shivered at what was to come. Becky slowly pumped it, with one hand rubbing its palm against his cockhead for those wonderfully sensitive squeals. ``Kneel, faggot.'' He followed with one swift motion, pressing his knees against the rubbered floor. Now she stood above him, if only a few inches. \n\nA few weren't enough.\n\nWith a growl, she grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him face first to the ground, ``I was told you tried to escape our occupation. You must think yourself special if you believe you deserve freedom.'' Licking her lips, she ground her foot into his head, delighted in his scared squirms. ``Freedom is wasted on dirt like you. Slave's like you need a hand to guide them, to show them what their true potential is.'' Lifting off him, the badger circled round and grabbed the humbler. Kathy squealed when her balls were grabbed, no doubt suppressing the urge to struggle as Becky locked the wooden device around the precious sack and behind his legs. \n\nSeeing the perfect target, the badger flicked her fingers against the exposed testicles. ``Hmm...How about we play a game, little bitch?'' Becky grabbed her crop before stepping over to pull the ball from Kathy's maw. Those beautiful eyes staring up at her in confusion and fear. ``I'm going to strike you and you're going to count out every strike and thank me for it. Is that clear? Nod if it is.'' He gulped and nodded. With a smile, she let go and twisted around to his backside, dragging the edge of her crop over his exposed white cheeks before slicing it through the air.\n\nHe twitched. Adorable, tensing for a strike that halted at the last second. A single tap touched his worrying bum. ``Well?'' Becky asked, waiting for his count. ``If you miss one we have to start over.''\n\n``O-one. Thank you, Mistress.'' Confusion sat at his tone. Becky sliced through the air again, stopping at his opposite cheek for a light tap. ``Two. Thank you, Mistress.'' \n\nHer third strike slapped against his testicles. The following scream robbed any illusion of manhood the red panda hoped to have. She waited for his count, tapping her feet at the mat while he coiled in agony. ``Kathy, Kathy, Kathy,'' She said with disappointment and a shake of her head, ``I guess we need to start over.''\n\nHis rump was purple and red by the time her panting echoed across the wall. Kathy's voice cracked with the counts, but she stopped paying attention to their accuracy. No, her quivering lust needed something else. ``Get the fuck up, faggot,'' She growled, grabbing his headfur and dragging the mewling wah to the nearest throne. ``Time for your fucking reward you filthy piece of dirt.'' Becky sat against the leather padded chair and stripped off her soaked panties, exposing her moist cunt to the pathetic maggot. ``Finish what you started.'' Pulling him in and locking her legs around his neck, Becky bit her lip as his tongue buried into her. Even in pain, from the strikes and the pressure of the humbler, the faggot knew where to reach.\n\nHis pain, her pleasure. His suffering, her joy. Becky's legs curled tighter, not caring if he struggled to breathe. The wah could have air when she was done with him. \n\n``Kathy...Kathy...Collin...Collin...Co-'' Becky grabbed and screamed into a pillow as the wave hit, muffling his name so her illusion stayed her own. Watching the fan blades above her spin, the badger couldn't help but feel guilt over her desires. There's no way Collin would like her, and even if he did, he couldn't be comfortable with that.\n\nBut what if he was? What if, by some slim chance the universe threw her a bone for love, that the red panda would be fine with her sadism. Maybe even be turned on by it? Sighing, Becky knew there was only one way to solve that.\n\nShe needed to ask him.\n\n***\n\nWearing a buttplug to school might have been too much. Sure, Collin had been fucked enough by his wolverine mistress that being filled didn't feel that awkward. But every step he took had the wah worry if the silicon toy would slip from his ass. Did he pick one that was too small? It was the largest of the set he found. Sure it wasn't as wide as Tabitha's cock, but it's not like he could drop fifty dollars in person at a sex toy shop. Plus the ocelot working the counter dragqueen had a habit of making his face blush. \n\nTaking a deep breath, Collin exhaled and closed his locker. AP chemistry book in hand, he headed out only for heavy footsteps to cause him any pause. ``Sang.'' Collin turned, finding Becky standing behind him, her face redder than the bedraggled headfur going down her back. \n\nHis brow raised up, ``Hi, Becky. Can I help you with-'' Her hand slammed into the locker behind him. Even shorter as she was, Collin froze stiff at the sudden situation. \n\n``Date?'' Becky asked, her throat dry as bones. ``W-What?'' Collin answered, his white cheekfur reddening. ``Would you...l-like to go on a date?'' She asked again, biting her lips.\n\nHe blinked. Did Hui set her up for this? ``Becky I-''\n\n``Yes or no, Collin.'' \n\n``Y-Yes.'' He muttered out before realizing it. She smiled and, on the tip of her toes, whispered, ``Good boy. We'll discuss where later. Bring the wig.'' The badger left before he could utter another question, leaving Collin's chest beating heavy as he tried to analyze what just happened. \n\nA date? With Becky? He told Hui he wasn't that interested in her, but she never approached him like that. Wait...she asked for the wig. His blush spread, she wanted a date with Kathoey? No, that couldn't be it. But...he gulped. Collin had been out as his persona plenty of times, and been on other `dates' with his mistress while dressed up. But with a classmate, who had no idea what was going on? \n\nThe bell rang. Collin shook his head and moved to his class. But the thought lingered, and his cage felt just a little tighter that day.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Why did she go to Justin for advice? Her cousin had pretty much lucked into his relationship after all, so of course anything he could offer wouldn't work. `Be who they desire' the otter said. Becky bit her lip and sorted through her laptop while resting against her bed covers. How childish could he be? What did Hui see in him? How did the two of them make it work? ``Like finding two puzzle pieces that shouldn't fit but do...'' She sighed and uploaded a comic she downloaded, hoping to get rid of some morning tension the badger had woken up with.

Miss Blake's advice wasn't any better. The wolverine was older than her, an adult who looked like she had her shit together. Yet her remark was the equivalent of `yolo' without the cringe. Well, that and the basics like making sure your crush was ok with it. But how could Collin be ok with this? Scouring the pages before her, panel after panel of sissies being sexually tormented with sadistic doms and dommes laughing at their plight, she struggled to imagine how the red panda she'd been crushing on since forever would be into this.

Not just that, she realized with a resentful sigh as she unbuttoned her pants and dropped her panties aside. Biting her lip, Becky reached down and slowly toyed with her dripping cunt, wet from images that should have disgusted her. She couldn't help it, every imagined scream or bound twitch had her shudder in delight. Was she a bad person to like all of this? Or was she bad for wanting to do something similar to Collin? The badger laid back, staring up to the ceiling as the red panda's feminine persona came into play.

She was shocked at first. Who wouldn't have been? But gosh darn it, he looked cute as Kathoey, cuter than her. Becky wanted to grab the red panda by her blue wig and roughly kiss her, matting her mouth before grinding her cunt against that open maw. Closing her eyes, the badger let herself drift as her fingers strumbed along her clit. Her fantasy playing out before her.

Her feet hit cement, stepping proud as Becky surveyed the cityscape before her. Once home to a rebelling nation, now under strict control of the Amazonian Alliance for over a year. Its people finally submitted underneath her kingdom's superior thumb, either as slaves or new citizens under the almighty goddess.

But the badger wasn't walking the streets to marvel. This was her first vacation from work, and she wanted to sample the local delicacies. If she were lucky, the badger might find a new `star' for her next propaganda piece.

Local slaves and their mistresses bowed in gratitude when they saw her golden circlet, the symbol of her status. Becky didn't let it get to her, but she did use her station to ask about the better slave shops in the city. The so-called best was a former mall rebranded as `Sarath's', becoming a one stop shop for training or even retraining slaves. Clasping her hands behind herself, she walked through the tiled mall and spotted a wonderful specimen.

A feminine red panda boy stood tall in the front window. His lithe and supple body covered by little more than a white toga, his flat chest puffed out and arms behind him in proper fashion. A heavy and red ballgag latched around his mouth, and eyes were hidden behind a beautiful, if short, batch of dyed blue headfur. Even on a stand, she knew he was taller. Becky preferred taller slaves; all the more satisfying to bring to their knees.

She wasted no time toward the front desk, finding a mink in a green floral chinese dress waiting and bowing in her presence. ``Welcome to Sarath's, the empire's number 1 mass slave provider. How may I help you, miss?'' Becky pointed to the red panda on display, ``I wish to know more about that slave: How long has it been in training? Is it a former citizen of the conquered nation? What are their skills?''

The mink blinked, eyeing the red panda and smiling as she clasped her hands, ``Ah yes, Kathy. She has been in training for at least six months. She was caught trying to slip past the border. Her training is...'' The mink frowned slightly, not wishing to reveal the full truth. Becky's stare told her otherwise, ``Still ongoing. She follows orders, but there is still some restraint in her actions. We have her on display to help break down some silly concepts for her. Like that she is still a person.''

Nodding, the badger eyed the red panda. Licking her lips, she pulled out her crop and asked for a testing chamber. ``Are you sure, Miss? We have plenty of other slaves that are more suited-''

Becky cracked her crop against the desk, ``The red panda. Now give me a leash so I may sample your product.'' Cord in hand, the badger smiled as she crept up behind the displayed slave. ``Hello, Kathy,'' She whispered, crop against his face, ``For the next hour, I am to be your mistress.'' Pushing him against the glass, she slipped underneath his toga, finding his clitty caged up. The poor thing, locked away without any idea of where its key might be. His balls dangled freely, however, earning a soft squeeze in the badger's palm that had him squealing into his gag. Music to her ears.

His red heels clicked behind her with every step as she led the cute wah down the corridor. Finding their assigned chamber, she pushed him inside and ordered him still as she surveyed the tools provided. Some electrical, some more physical, a wonderful array of toy sizes, and of course, more restraints. Finding one most desirable, she took the key she'd been given and unlocked his cage.

``Goddess...'' she shook, his musk slipping through her nostrils. Poor slave must have been locked up since captured. Reaching from behind, she wrapped her hand around his soft cock and slowly pumped it. ``Men are rarely used for breeding,'' Becky whispered, ``We can get plenty of seed from our own herm warriors. But I must admit there is a certain...charm, to seeing a weak male aroused. Watching as they quiver when the blood rushes to their cock.''

It pulsed in her hand. She squeezed, so hard and virile while his body shivered at what was to come. Becky slowly pumped it, with one hand rubbing its palm against his cockhead for those wonderfully sensitive squeals. ``Kneel, faggot.'' He followed with one swift motion, pressing his knees against the rubbered floor. Now she stood above him, if only a few inches.

A few weren't enough.

With a growl, she grabbed the back of his neck and pushed him face first to the ground, ``I was told you tried to escape our occupation. You must think yourself special if you believe you deserve freedom.'' Licking her lips, she ground her foot into his head, delighted in his scared squirms. ``Freedom is wasted on dirt like you. Slave's like you need a hand to guide them, to show them what their true potential is.'' Lifting off him, the badger circled round and grabbed the humbler. Kathy squealed when her balls were grabbed, no doubt suppressing the urge to struggle as Becky locked the wooden device around the precious sack and behind his legs.

Seeing the perfect target, the badger flicked her fingers against the exposed testicles. ``Hmm...How about we play a game, little bitch?'' Becky grabbed her crop before stepping over to pull the ball from Kathy's maw. Those beautiful eyes staring up at her in confusion and fear. ``I'm going to strike you and you're going to count out every strike and thank me for it. Is that clear? Nod if it is.'' He gulped and nodded. With a smile, she let go and twisted around to his backside, dragging the edge of her crop over his exposed white cheeks before slicing it through the air.

He twitched. Adorable, tensing for a strike that halted at the last second. A single tap touched his worrying bum. ``Well?'' Becky asked, waiting for his count. ``If you miss one we have to start over.''

``O-one. Thank you, Mistress.'' Confusion sat at his tone. Becky sliced through the air again, stopping at his opposite cheek for a light tap. ``Two. Thank you, Mistress.''

Her third strike slapped against his testicles. The following scream robbed any illusion of manhood the red panda hoped to have. She waited for his count, tapping her feet at the mat while he coiled in agony. ``Kathy, Kathy, Kathy,'' She said with disappointment and a shake of her head, ``I guess we need to start over.''

His rump was purple and red by the time her panting echoed across the wall. Kathy's voice cracked with the counts, but she stopped paying attention to their accuracy. No, her quivering lust needed something else. ``Get the fuck up, faggot,'' She growled, grabbing his headfur and dragging the mewling wah to the nearest throne. ``Time for your fucking reward you filthy piece of dirt.'' Becky sat against the leather padded chair and stripped off her soaked panties, exposing her moist cunt to the pathetic maggot. ``Finish what you started.'' Pulling him in and locking her legs around his neck, Becky bit her lip as his tongue buried into her. Even in pain, from the strikes and the pressure of the humbler, the faggot knew where to reach.

His pain, her pleasure. His suffering, her joy. Becky's legs curled tighter, not caring if he struggled to breathe. The wah could have air when she was done with him.

``Kathy...Kathy...Collin...Collin...Co-'' Becky grabbed and screamed into a pillow as the wave hit, muffling his name so her illusion stayed her own. Watching the fan blades above her spin, the badger couldn't help but feel guilt over her desires. There's no way Collin would like her, and even if he did, he couldn't be comfortable with that.

But what if he was? What if, by some slim chance the universe threw her a bone for love, that the red panda would be fine with her sadism. Maybe even be turned on by it? Sighing, Becky knew there was only one way to solve that.

She needed to ask him.

***

Wearing a buttplug to school might have been too much. Sure, Collin had been fucked enough by his wolverine mistress that being filled didn't feel that awkward. But every step he took had the wah worry if the silicon toy would slip from his ass. Did he pick one that was too small? It was the largest of the set he found. Sure it wasn't as wide as Tabitha's cock, but it's not like he could drop fifty dollars in person at a sex toy shop. Plus the ocelot working the counter dragqueen had a habit of making his face blush.

Taking a deep breath, Collin exhaled and closed his locker. AP chemistry book in hand, he headed out only for heavy footsteps to cause him any pause. ``Sang.'' Collin turned, finding Becky standing behind him, her face redder than the bedraggled headfur going down her back.

His brow raised up, ``Hi, Becky. Can I help you with-'' Her hand slammed into the locker behind him. Even shorter as she was, Collin froze stiff at the sudden situation.

``Date?'' Becky asked, her throat dry as bones. ``W-What?'' Collin answered, his white cheekfur reddening. ``Would you...l-like to go on a date?'' She asked again, biting her lips.

He blinked. Did Hui set her up for this? ``Becky I-''

``Yes or no, Collin.''

``Y-Yes.'' He muttered out before realizing it. She smiled and, on the tip of her toes, whispered, ``Good boy. We'll discuss where later. Bring the wig.'' The badger left before he could utter another question, leaving Collin's chest beating heavy as he tried to analyze what just happened.

A date? With Becky? He told Hui he wasn't that interested in her, but she never approached him like that. Wait...she asked for the wig. His blush spread, she wanted a date with Kathoey? No, that couldn't be it. But...he gulped. Collin had been out as his persona plenty of times, and been on other `dates' with his mistress while dressed up. But with a classmate, who had no idea what was going on?

The bell rang. Collin shook his head and moved to his class. But the thought lingered, and his cage felt just a little tighter that day.

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