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It took me way too long to get past my writers block to make this. Something that oddly didn't take too long considering the size. It's fucked up to be sure. The tags alone should tell you that. But I am ultimately happy with it. Just another one-off from me and this time modern. But for those few who care I promise to get back to my sci-fi Gordian knot soon.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "It's only in writing this that I realize the title I settled on may be a bit Freudian. It took me way too long to get past my writers block to make this. Something that oddly didn't take too long considering the size. It's fucked up to be sure. The tags alone should tell you that. But I am ultimately happy with it. Just another one-off from me and this time modern. But for those few who care I promise to get back to my sci-fi Gordian knot soon.", "writing": "Long Time Coming:\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\tThe air outside Hoardraider was crisp with the early stirrings of fall. The shop sat wedged between half a dozen other blacked out buildings in the strip mall. Lights and sound thrumming out of it. Loud metal music and the refrains of cheers from a half dozen patrons all drunk on cheap whiskey and low grade tactical genius.\n\n\tA small collection of figures stood on the outside of that storefront. The quintet leaned up against the wall. Each tucked into the comforting glow of electric light against the cool pitch black.\n\n\t“Well that was a bust.” The tallest figure finally muttered under his breath. A sharply dressed Ferret in a flat cap and cloth trench coat who glanced over at the others from his position where the window met the brick façade.\n\n\t“I don‘t think it was that bad, Rudy..” A silver-haired mole boy shrugged “You guys did well enough and we get to leave early. Sounds pretty good.” The mole and ferret exchanged a rather bitter glance. The former struggling to hide his bemusement with aloof detachment while the latter just grinned softly and pulled himself back again. Flicking his tail towards the mole dismissively, and thwapping a smaller ferret in the process.\n\n\t“Ow, Bro, knock it off.” Ken narrowed his eyes and grabbed at his older brothers tail. The two quickly devolving into a rather ignoble slap fight that simply drew another chuckle from the other gathered friends.\n\n\t“How about you, Naqi? Feeling good about dragging us out to play your overpriced action figure game? You were actually kicking a bit of butt. I think“\n\n\t“I was.” A scrawny kangaroo rat looked up at them and perked her ear. A set of industrial bars flicking in the light. “But I think I got done just in time. I needed a smoke. And you know this isn‘t like high school. We‘re not all bumming rides from Rudy. You can leave any time you want.”\n\n\t“No, You and Ry aren‘t bumming rides anymore. Some of us are still in college you know. Right Ken?”\n\n\t“Ow, knock it off, quit it.” The smaller ferret muttered before kicking his big brother in the shin. He ran past the others and ducked behind a large toned bear with blue-brown fur. Ken wrapped his tail around the bear‘s tattered jeans and tucked himself behind, peeking out just enough to stick his tongue out at his lanky big brother.\n\n\t“Oh god“ Ry sighed. The bear rolling his shoulders and grabbing Ken by the scruff of his neck. He dragged the scrawny boy out into the open again, looking between the brothers and struggling not to bust out laughing. “Look aren‘t you getting a bit big to use me as a human shield after you piss him off?” Ry sighed. “I mean it‘s not like I‘m gonna haul off and hit one of my best friends in the face.”\n\n\t“Anymore.” Rudy corrected. “And as I recall last time I kicked your ass pretty good there.”\n\n\t“You bit me and an off.” Ry chuckled.\n\n\t“You had me in a headlock.” Rudy scoffed “You don‘t want me to bite you then maybe don‘t use banned moves.”\n\n\t“Banned by who?” Ry laughed\n\n\t“ok ok settle down.” Naqi pulled herself up and looked between the two older boys in their group. She puffed her chest out hard and put one hand on her hips, doing her best imitation of a strong anime protagonist despite the small stature. The two pulled back almost instantly. Glancing at each other playfully and trying hard not to laugh. \n\n\t“You know if you wanted to prove you‘re better, my Blood Angels are always ready. Just waiting on you.” Rudy All but bounced on the balls of his feet. The prospect of competition bringing a fire into his eyes.\n\n\t“Oh no, space vampires. What ever will I do. Except, you know, maybe get some giant robots.” he growled “Assuming our favorite lil rat girl doesn‘t mind giving me help with a new paint job.”\n\n\t“Are you really thinking about getting into this crap again, Ry?” Silver muttered “I thought you said your rent was already brutal as hell.”\n\n\t“It was.” The blue brown bear shrugged. “But I found a way around it short term. I figured I may as well treat myself with the first rent check I don’t have to pay. Right? The whole ‘found money’ thing?”\n\n\tRudy snatched up the vape from Silver and took a deep drag on it. The ferret grinning ear to ear at the boys consternation. “You’re just mad nobody around here plays MechWarrior anymore.” \n\n\t“Battletech.” Ry corrected “MechWarrior is the RPG. Which, I am still willing to run for you guys any time.”\n\n\tKen nodded and slipped back around Rudy, shaking his head and muttering “I still think it‘d be nice. Then maybe we can get Silver in on it and we can make sure we win all the tourneys around here. Kick some of the jerks down a peg.”\n\n\t“Now what did I tell you about competition, ill bro?” Rudy laughed.\n\n\t“Sorry.” Ken muttered. His red-dyed hair tussed by the bigger ferret.\n\n\tSilver wrinkled his nose and took a hard pull on his vape. “Yeah, sure. Maybe when I can afford a house to take a mortgage on.”\n\n\t“Will you guys stop pressuring him? And yah, sure, Ry. You wanna try Imperial Knights I‘d be more than happy to help you out. Just no getting any of the ones allied with the Mechanicus. Those are my jam.”\n\n\t“Yeah, well, I‘m gonna go pull the car around, guys. I think I‘d better get Ernie here home before his mom freaks out on me.”\n\n\t“Silver.” The boy growled slumping back into his pirate coat.\n\n\t“Yeah, sure thing. You wanna ask about sleeping over with Ken this weekend?”\n\n\t“Sure.” The mole sighed. His shoulders drooping and glancing at Ken who was already grinning ear to ear at the whole thing. “You know I‘m getting tired of waiting around for all of you to respect me.” He muttered “I‘ve been around you guys at least five years now.”\n\n\n\t“Are you still the youngest?” The bear smirked.\n\n\t“yeah.” Silver nodded.\n\n\t“Well then you gotta wait until we make a new friend I guess.”\n\n\tIt didn‘t take long for a beat up old Plymouth to pull itself out in front of the shop. Ken and Silver quickly made their way around to the passengers side. The younger ferret hopping into the back seat giving Silver the front. “Ok guys, same time next week I guess. And Ry, hit me up about that new display shelf. My boss is really jazzed about getting this done.”\n\n\t“Yeah, sure thing. I’ll be in next Tuesday” Ry nodded “And for you, most of the friends discount.”\n\n\n\n\t“Gee thanks.” Rudy laughed. “Ok boys. Now what‘s say we nab a bite before I take Silver back.”\n\n\tThe two boys in the car both chirped eagerly. Talking over themselves frantically to affirm their food of choice. “Very well, then. To waffles!” Rudy screamed. The trio setting out in the banged up hatchback. \n\n\tRy palmed his face firmly and slumped back against the wall. He shot Naqi a sharp glair, the fur on the back of his neck bristling up.\n\n\t“What?” Naqi blinked even as she sank into the depths of her hoodie jacket.\n\n\tRy rolled his eyes and growled quietly. “You know damn well what You knew what would happen if you showed them that movie. I can never watch Gamers 2 again without hearing Rudy blurting out all of the lines. God help us all if he ever sees Army of Darkness.”\n\n\t“Not my fault he lacks restraint.” Naqi sighed. “You know I had to at least show Silver. Someone has to keep the poor boy on the straight and narrow.”\n\n\t“Yuh huh.” Ry sighed.\n\n\t“What the hell do you mean ‘uh huh?” ?” Naqi snapped, barely looking doing her best to straighten up and glare at the slumped young man propping up the store window.\n\n\t“It’s not my place to say.” Ry sighed. His arms shoved back into the deep pockets of his duster. The thick heavy rubber of hi boots hammering low awkward thumps against the concrete under the window. “Ok fine. I’ll say it. You’ve picked up some bad habits, Naqi. Like, really bad.”\n\n\t“Says the guy still doing the goth makeup thing.” Naqi grumbled.\n\n\tRy pulled himself off of the wall and took a few steps forwards. His frame towering over the slender kangaroo rat. A looming statue looking at once stern and sad. “I’m serious. First was the incessant swearing. Which isn’t really that useful to you anymore since you don’t live with your parents so you sure as hell can’t piss them off.”\n\n\t“Ry”\n\n\t“Then you have that stupid… vape thing. You know those things are freaking horrible for you, right? Even without the Nicotine. And really, how do I know you’re not using nicotine? You know you were always the sensible one growing up. You were always the one keeping my ass from doing the stupid stuff. That whole thing with John Peters in fifth grade? You think I’d have stayed out of Juvi I I’d just let myself go? Now you’re so hooked on that stupid thing you can’t even go though the shop tourney without bowing out and vaping up!”\n\n\t“N-no.” Naqi yelped “That’s not why I’m out here.”\n\n\t“Then why? Explain it to me. Help me understand something in all this mess, please.\n\n\t“There’s nothing to understand.” Naqi muttered. She slipped out from Ry’s shadow and paced a few feet away. A heavy lungful of vapor pulled as the LED tip of her vape went green. The sour cherry scent flooding the air.\n\n\tA heavy paw slipped over her shoulder. Ry stood there, motionless. Squeezing gently. The air fell silent for a long while. The ambient sounds of cars and late night city bustle a thousand miles away.\n\n\tA small chime broke the silence. It snapped Naqi back to her senses causing her to draw away from Ry and slump back against the wall. The two glanced at the rather toned, white furred rabbit leaving the store. Naqi quickly pulled her hood up and sank back into the wall taking another drag. \n\n\t“hey, Naqi. What’s that about?” Ry grumbled\n\n\t“What?” She murmured softly.\n\n\tRy narrowed his eyes a moment and growled. His boot digging into the ground “That’s the guy you played against before you bowed out. What’s wrong? Is something up?”\n\n\t“it’s nothing. Honest.” Naqi muttered “I just… When I beat him, he got all pissed at me. Told me I should be playing sisters or eldar like a ‘real girl’.”\n\n\tThe man laughed softly and paced back around to Naqi’s side. Leaning in and glancing at the man as he wandered into the large parking garage for the nearby mall that many people used for the strip mall. “So what, you throw one of his dreads in his face? I mean a DQ like that would still be worth it.”\n\n\t“No, I didn’t.” Naqi muttered.\n\n\t“Then what did you do?” Ry smirked.\n\n\t“Nothing.” She sighed\n\n\t“Wait, what?”\n\n\t“Nothing, ok? I just packed up my figures, told the staff I was out, and I left. I let him take the win and I bailed. I fucking left.”\n\n\t“Just because he gave you lip for kicking his ass with the mechanicus?”\n\n\tNaqi turned to him. Her green-grey eyes flashing as she gazed up at the bear towering above her. Fists clenched until the white flesh under her fur was a sharp red. Tears streaming down her cheeks “Just, just drop it ok? I’m just sick of this. I’m sick and tired of all this shit every single time I walk in here. I’m sick and tired of the random quizzes and constant scrutiny and ‘you’re not a real fan’ bullshit every time I try to have some fun.”\n\n\t“Then just hit ‘em!” Ry grumbled “Sock one of the assholes in the face. Fix the problem.”\n\n\t“That’s assault, Ry.” Naqi muttered.\n\n\t“Then let me do it! Come on I used to do it all the time. The hell makes things different now?”\n\n\t“Well for starters. Detention and suspension aren’t nearly as bad as six months for assault.” In spite of everything the words drew a laugh from her. It was a gift, or maybe just a sign of her own crazy. Either way it was comforting. “Look, Ry. I think I just want to go home and lay down, ok? Take a nice long nap, figure my fucking life out. That kind of thing. It’s ok if we don’t hang out tonight, right?”\n\n\t“Almost midnight already, we kinda did hang out.” The bear chuckled “But yeah. At least let me walk you to your car, though. Maybe a few days to just shut things out and focus on you might not be a bad idea. Or hell, even a vacation.”\n\n\tNaqi wrinkled her nose, the thick plastic frames of her glasses nearly falling off as she did. “Vacation. Yeah, right. Working on commission doesn’t mean party any time you want. I don’t get the luxury of waiting until someone needs a new deck put in or some roofing done.”\n\n\t“No, fuck that No roofing. Never again.” he sighed. The man wrapping an arm around her shoulder and walking her slowly though the parking lot. “Besides it’s all small jobs for me for the foreseeable future. I told you I got a new place, right? Well, it was my great aunts. The house my great grandpa gave her. She’s moving in with him to help take care since my great grandma died, and I guess being the oldest generationally speaking it’s all mine.”\n\n\tThe two paused before a powder blue taros. Naqi leaning on the trunk and kneeing it a few times until the latch unstuck. She checked one more time to make sure that her big case full of minis was firmly in place and then slammed the trunk down again. “Wait, you mean the old farm house? The one way out in the sticks?”\n\t“It wasn’t really a farm, Naqi. I mean he had that old forge, or tool shop, or whatever you’d call it. And I don’t think he raised more than a few goats and chickens. But yeah. It’s all the same. Which is kinda the problem. It really needs an overhaul. You know that study where we used to screw around with legos when mom dumped us off on my Aunt Carol? Yeah, turns out the ceilings about to fall in thanks to some old rusted pipes. And man you should see that old basement.”\n\n\tAs was so often the case, The big lug had managed to get Naqi smiling. She sighed softly and made her way over to the drivers door, fiddling with her junk-filled pockets to pick her keys from the blocks of dice and crumpled hand-scrawled notes.”\n\n\t“I guess it makes sense.” She chuckled “I mean your aunt couldn’t really fix it up now could she? Plus you probably can’t sell it in that state.”\n\n\t“Actually I was kinda thinking of keeping it.” Ry murred “It seems kinda, I donno, familiar. A good place to settle down and start a family. Know what I mean? Even if the property taxes may hurt a bit.”\n\n\t“Wait, a family? You?” Naqi glanced back. She expected to be punked. The sincere smile she got was somehow both assuring and jarring at once. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”\n\n\tHe nodded softly. Somehow though the leather bracers, the tattered jeans and heavy hand sewn trench coat, though the piercing and makeup, Naqi saw Ry as an adult for the first time. She brushed a few strands of her periwinkle-tipped hair form her face and just took the image in. Breathing in a nice hit of the fresh night air. She nodded, somehow the idea was something she never expected. Yet it felt reassuring in a way.\n\n\t“Well, Whoever the lucky girl is I hope she knows just what kind of guy she’ll be getting.” Naqi grinned and turned to slip her key into the door. Fussing though the odd collection of tools that had consumed the key ring over the years. “You really deserve to be happy.”\n\n\tThe last word rose in a sharp yelp, just before darkness consumed her world. \n--\n\n\t“Ry? Ry! Where are you?” Naqi coughed and sputtered. Any attempt to scream came as more of a dry rasp to her parched throat. Or maybe it had been the past half hour of struggling and screaming.\n\n\tAt least she assumed it had been a half hour. Whatever they’d drugged her with had put the poor doe in a painful twilight for god only knew how long.\n\n\t“God fucking damn it.” Naqi muttered “When I get out of here you’ll all be sorry. If you don’t’ let me go right now I’ll call the cops.” The latest effort threw her into a coughing fit. Dank moist air gripping the fringes of her lungs causing her to struggle in another lung full of air. With her arms chained up behind her there was little the naked girl could do beyond falling back against the ratty old mattress that had been put in her small cement cell. A heavy wooden barn-style door the only feature to focus on while she tried to calm herself and gasp another breath of stale air.\n\n\tShe finally managed to get herself righted again just as heavy footsteps started to ring though the hallway outside. Ice cold fear washed over the captured doe. She scrambled back to the corner of the room. The only corner she could reach with the short length of the chain. Gripping and tugging at the anchor point which seemed to be set deeply in the heavy concrete wall.\n\n\t“Whoever you are, I’m warning you. If you don’t let me out ow, my friend will get the cops. Ry…”\n\n\tHer words died in her throat. The blue-brown fur and oh so familiar face of her best friend filled her blurry view. The bear leaned up against the wall and shot her a small grin. His alexandrite eyes flashing over her nude form. Drinking it in without a care in the world.\n\n\t“Ry, what the fuck?” Naqi gasped. She shot up to her feet and dashed towards the man. A short lived sprint thanks to the short chain that bound her. The Kangaroo rat toppled to her knee at the sudden stop, with only the timely intervention of Ry’s paw eepig her from toppling shoulder first into the dirt and concrete floor.\n\n\tIt was a relief, then a horror Without word the bear kicked at her ankle with his boot tip. A small shove that put both knees flat on the hard stone floor. He then gripped her by the hair and looked down at her. His grin only growing wider. The ecstatic glee dancing in his eyes impossible to hide. “Good morning, sleepy head.” He chuckled “Sorry you didn’t sleep well.”\n\n\t“Ry. What the fuck?” The doe muttered again. She tried to stand, only for her old friend to shove her back down on her knees. His form, never anything too big or scary, now towering over her. A simple implication that commanded all of her attention, and most of her fear\n\n\t“Oh, Naqi, dearest. We really have so much to work on.” Ry sighed happily. “I wish I could say I know it will all go smoothly. But it won’t.” he all but moaned the words. Small laughs slipping from him as an eager quiver passed though him. “And really I think that’s for the best.”\n\n\t“Damn it Ry. This isn’t fucking funny! You can’t just keep me down here like this. People are going to find out. People are going to miss me. They know you were with me last. There’s no way they’d let that go.” A loud slap filled the small room. Then quiet. A screaming quiet One that stilled the words on Naqi’s tongue and sucked the air out of the room. Out of her lungs.\n\n\t“You hit me.” Naqi muttered\n\n\tAnother smack followed. A sharp backhand. Followed by a firm paw wrapping around her neck. “I am so sick and god damn tired of this dirty little muzzle of yours.” Ry snapped. “All of this constant swearing. I expect more from you. You were never like this before. It needs to change.” Ry slowly leaned in closer. His body looming over the girl now. Suddenly leaving her so small and helpless before the formerly innocuous young man “You need to change.”\n\n\t“Oh you can’t be se serious. What the fuck, Ry? You’re going to pull something like this because I started fucking swearing more? Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in?”\n\n\tThe question was cut off by another hard smack, and then a sudden jolted stop to her airflow. Both of Naqi’s paws went up to grip Ry’s wrist. Tugging at it. Digging her short nails as far into his flesh as they would go. She felt blood, yet he didn’t relent.\n\n\t“This isn’t just about your swearing you worthless little realdoll. You really have no idea, do you? How long I’ve watched you fuck things up. How many chances I’ve given you. Waiting for you to find someone, something to make you better. Even if it wasn’t me. Although” The man offered a twisted smile and leaned in. Looking deeply into those tear filled eyes. “Deep down I always knew it would be me. Creepy as that may sound. Ever since Second Grade. I just knew who I was going to end up with.” Ry’s grip on her throat loosened. He allowed her a breath before another smack sent her to the floor. Face down on the ratty old mattress he’d put there for her. “Now tomorrow we’ll start the real training. But tonight. Oh tonight is going to be so very special.”\n\n\t“What do you want from me?” Naqi sobbed. Her lower lip trembling. Her fire and rage replaced with terror and confusion as she struggled to blink the stars from her eyes.\n\n\tIt came as quite the shock when his hand touched her again. His fingers gripping her firmly on the muzzle. Guiding her face up to meet his without letting her turn away once more. “I want you.” He said flatly. “You will be mine. My Slave. My rape toy, my fuck doll. A bowing, scraping, worshipful little supplicant. A twisted, shame-filled pervert to dote on my every fucked up fantasy. A companion, A mother to our cubs. One who will help me raise them up ‘right’. In short.” He murred hotly into her face. “My Wife.”\n\n\tNaqi had no time to react That muzzle pushing firmly against hers. A firm hand moving to grip her thick hair and hold her in place while Ry’s tongue slipped past her muzzle. His own prying it open and forcing her to endure the savage, minty, musky kiss as his tongue explored every single inch of her mouth with slow determination. The woman screamed, she groaned, she struggled to shift her body in order to deliver a few good kicks towards her captor. A few stray ones landed, deflecting off of his gut and chest. Ry simply pushed her down hard onto the ratty little bed and deepened the kiss. Naqi now pinned hopelessly under him. Screaming into his mouth with tears streaming down her face.\n\n\tThe kiss finally broke when Ry pulled himself back. A long string of saliva stretching between the. Naqi looked off to the side in shame. Her head still spinning from the assault. Unable to do more than worm and kick now with her one time friend slipping deftly between her legs.\n\n\t“I’d almost be disappointed that I didn’t steal your first kiss just now. Except, we both know better don’t we?” The room filled with an ominous zip. Ry murred and ran his fingers along his captives cheek, making her flinch in the process. “You remember. The Freshman dance?“\n\n\tNaqi felt something warm and slick pushing up against her folds. She cringed at the sensation. Especially as it slowly worked her growing moisture into her crotch fur. Rubbing and grinding freely. “You bastard.” She choked. She shut her eyes and bit her lip trying to will this nightmare away.\n\n\t“You’ll learn, Naqi Learn to call me by my proper title. Learn to love your Master” he whispered the words sweetly into her ear Ry moving in to kiss her once more =. His tongue caressing hers even as a sudden jolt of pain ripped though the rodent woman forcing out another muffled scream.\n\n\tThe burning sting was harsh and unimaginably sudden. Ry’s thick shaft wedging its way in about as far as Naqi had ever dared with her fingers He seemed to pay little attention to her screams of agony. No, it was more that he enjoyed them. Slowly rolling into her with rough yet shallow thrusts to savor every tear and tingle ripping though Naqis body.\n\n\tThe pace was slow and deliberate. Each thrust firm. Each one inflicting a fresh jolt of pain as the last one began to subside. One of his hands holding her bound arms above her head as the other caressed and molested her breasts. Kneading them savagely in between the agonizing thrusts. Each one pushing deeper, spreading wider. Naqi screamed and hammered her heel into the crumbling old mattress. By the time Ry had finally hilted her, Naqi was barely aware of another sting and the sensation of blood from her heel. A numb dull throb that did nothing to mask the pain as the heavy body ravaged her. Rough. Deliberate. Each thrust drawing a new cry of pain. A new moan of pleasure.\n\n\tWorst of all, the small scratches at the back of her brain Little twinges of unwanted pleasure. Teasing and tormenting the sobbing rodent as her body started to tremble and crumple in on itself. Quivering with relentless pain. Her tears staining her fur. She couldn’t’ scream. Even as Ry pulled back. The hot thick mess flooding her insides in spurt after spurt. A quivering moan-sob leaving her lips. One final humiliation.\n\n\tThe man brushed his straw blonde hair out of his face and leaned in again. A disgustingly tender kiss tracing her cheek. “You’ll learn, Naqi. You’ll learn how lucky you are to have your Master.” He murred loudly and pulled himself off of the sobbing mess beneath him. Ry taking a few moments to slip a big blue ballgag between her bucked teeth and kiss her forehead one last time.\n\n\tShe watched the bastard stroll out of the room, sliding the heavy wooden door in front of her makeshift cell. Then the buzzing old bulb went out. Leaving her trapped in still darkness.\n\n--------------------\n\n\tThere was something oddly familiar in the moments between sleep and waking. Cold dank air and the hum of dehumidifiers stirring up whisps of nostalgia in the dazed woman’s hazy twilight. It did little to balm her dreams. Confusing little flashes of events that didn‘t seem to match up. She lay with nothing to cover her and arms behind her back on a ratty old mattress that did little to protect her from the growing chill of fall.\n\n\tWhatever Nightmares Naqi endured were quickly broken by a new one. A loud thud started her to the waking world again. Ry stood in the doorway. A grey laundry basket tucked between his arm and his hip, a massive grin on his face with the sickly yellow light of the basement hall flooding in a halo behind him.\n\n\t“Have a good sleep, slut?” The words almost purred from Ry. Sweet, affectionate. Just as familiar as he‘d always been. The man Naqi thought she knew still there amidst the merciless monster who stood before her. “I admit, I‘m a bit sorry our first time wasn‘t quite as romantic as I wanted. Probably my fault. You know what they say about building up expectations though. I mean it‘s been what? Almost two decades? That‘s a long time for a guy to pine over someone. A really long time to plan all of this out.”\n\n\tHe plopped the laundry basket down and plodded his way over. Even without the chains there was no way for Naqi to slip past Ry. The space far too small. His body blocked it all. Even if she could somehow slip past the chains there was no way to get though him yet. All she could do was wait and bide her time. Not that it meant she was just going to lay down for him. One good opening, one good kick was all Naqi needed to get him down. Maybe even knock him out and find the key.\n\n\tThis little fact didn’t escape Ry. He was careful to move around her with a wide birth. Just a few steps and he was on her like a predator. His paw pushed down on Naqi’s chest. Mashing between her breasts while his free paw moved to stroke at the big thick blue ball gag now shoved under the cutely bucked teeth of her muzzle. Naqi started kicking, naturally. Her foot almost caught him in the eye the first time. She screamed loudly into the gag. One of the countless painful reminders of how helpless she was.\n\n\tOnce the kicking had calmed down Ry pulled his paw back and undid the gag. His grin twisted ear to ear. He had her whole vulnerable body to play with, yet couldn’t pull his gaze away from her eyes.\n\n“\t“Fitting.” The bear laughed. “It really suits you, Naqi. I as worried. You now you can’t return these things. Not after you use them anyways.”\n\n\tYou… Ry, how could you? How the hell could you do something like that to me?” Ry’s paw squeezed her throat, cutting the words off. His face darkened and eyes grew wide carefully measuring each breath he permitted her to take.\n\n\tThat control. That horrible power he held pressing in at her windpipe. Each breath was permitted only at his good graces. The normally dour man lighting up like Christmas morning watching her struggle and squirm before finally letting go for a moment. Letting her body repeat the cycle.\n\n\t“You’re a pretty singer, and you’re all mine.” he murred “But You’ll need to be trained. You need to learn your pace. It’s for your own good. God that sounds cornier than I expected it would.” The bear stood back up and started to fuss with his belt. He gazed down ominously at the captive woman and licked his lips slowly.\n\n\t“How cold you do this, Ry? y-you of all people? I thought I knew you. You know how fucked up this is don’t you?” Naqi slammed her mouth shut once the belt slipped off. If he planned to rape her again then she was going to make sure he at least had to work for it.\n\n\t“A lot of things are fucked up.” He growled.\n\n\t“I thought we were friends. The best friends. I even, I mean at the freshman dance…”\n\n\tThe mans eyes narrowed. His fists tightened up and trembled as he dug his feet into the ground. “Yeah. I remember.”\n\n\t“I tried. Y-you said, you said no.” She muttered.\n\n\t“You remember why I said no?” He growled\n\n\t“It was confusing. You just said it wouldn’t’ work. That you weren’t good for me.”\n\n\t“I was giving you a chance. I figured you deserved better than what I am. Even back then. But you clearly fucked it up, didn’t you? So now I figure why not give us both what we want. What we need.”\n\n\tShe watched carefully. Waiting to see how he’d move. Her mind now consumed with thoughts of slipping away. The unfamiliar sting of primitive flight responses slipping into the back of her brain. Thoughts slowly fading, except for the notion of escape.\n\n\tThat focus left the poor girl utterly unprepared when the first harsh lash of the belt crashed down on her left shoulder blade. Five hard successive strokes knocked Naqi on her face in an instant. She could feel tears streaming onto the concrete and her back spasming from the white hot pain. So strong were both sensations that she barely noticed as he placed his foot down on the side of her face. \n\n\t“First lesson, my love. I am Master. That is what you call me. You may call me Sir in public, and in some cases in private. But if you fail to address me properly” A sixth lash landed on Naqi’s now exposed ass. The tip of the belt managing to catch the understuffed rump with the force of a bullwhip. Screams and sobs echoed in the basement and rang in her ears.\n\n\t“Fuck you.” Naqi choked. “G-get the hell off of me.”\n\n\tAnother lash came down. This time striking against her unprotected folds. Naqi instantly shoved her long tail down over them, only to feel the burning throb of agony from the blow. “Rule two, slave. No swearing. Ever. I’m not going to have my one true love be some foul mouthed bitch who denigrates her own vocabulary.”\n\n\t“Oh you have to be kidding me.” She grumbled “You’re crazy, Ryan. You need help! You can’t keep me here like this just because you have some fucked up little fantasy. You know this is wrong. I know you know it’s wrong.”\n\n\tRy yanked her up by her hair and then delivered a harsh smack to knock Naqi back down. He growled loudly and narrowed his eyes. Slowly pacing around his captive. “I said don’t fucking swear” He snarled. “Not you. Not anymore. You’re going to learn to obey me, Naqi. Obey me, love me, worship me. If I’d done this years ago maybe you wouldn’t be suck a fucking wreck.”\n\n\tThere was another sharp sting, this time in her already sore cunt. The awkward little kick doubled her over and left her gasping silently for help. Any thoughts of reasoning, pleading, even escaping, long since gone. Overwhelmed by simple terror and the hopes of making it out of this alive.\n\n\t“You used to be such a good girl, Sweetheart. A good, kind, innocent lil straight A student. I don’t think you knew what to do with yourself after classes ended and you got out from under your damn folks.” Ry sighed. “So I’m going to give you what I was afraid to give you before. Structure.”\n\n\tThe bear wasted no time in gripping her thick hair once more. Wrapping it around his hand like a leash until only the periwinkle tips were poking out. He then shoved her muzzle right up against the top of his foot.\n\n\tThe sensation made Naqi balk, especially with the strong scent. Like he hadn’t worn socks in ages. Her nose wrinkling up at the thick musk pushed into her face.\n\n\t“First is the greeting.” He murred. “Any time you greet me at home, or in front of friends who know better, or anywhere it’s not ‘unacceptable’. I’ll expect you to drop down, kiss the top of my foot like a reverent little cunt, and greet me with a nice little ‘welcome Master.’. Go on. Give it a try” he murred.\n\n\tNaqi leaned in slowly. Still hesitant to say the least. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed up at him. She struggled to project every iota of hate she could though her growing sorrow and fear. What else could she do?\n\n\tThe woman went in close before baring her bucked teeth and going in for a bite. Ry yanking her hair back and smacking her again for he trouble. It wasn’t as hard as it had been. But the sensation left her feeling sick to her stomach and light headed. It joined with all of the other pains now radiating though her body. He worn body finally relented. She put a small kiss on his foot. Barely more than a peck. Her disdain of the whole situation all too clear.\n\n\t“Now what do you say?” He cooed.\n\n\t“Never.” She whimpered. Her chest heaving “You’ll have to kill me, Ry. I’ll never say it.”\n\n\t“And I’d never kill you, Naqi. I love you” He cooed. The bear slowly pet her cheek with his belt-hand. Running the smooth supple leather though her fur. Keeping control of her with the other gripping her hair even as he gave her the first real comfort she’d had since arriving. The Inuit woman hated herself for how easily he body melted at that small affection. Ryan leaned down and cooed into her ear, whispering softly “You will learn. You are mine.”\n\n\tThat said Ry pulled her up to sitting again. He held the poor girl on her knees until he was sure that she would be stable, before starting to push and twist her around. \n\n\tNaqi had little fight in her, and little choice to do anything beyond letting him have his way. He molded her tired body like a lump of clay. Back straight at a painful angle that was utterly wrong for a girl who spent so much of he life behind a computer screen. Her chest especially hut as the modest yet heavy B cups pulled on her, being thrust out to an absurd degree. He carefully pulled her knees apart, measuring them with the kind of precision he’d usually only show on the job site. Any twitch or attempt to get more comfortable simply caused Ry to spank her and move her back into place. \n\n\tBy the time he was done her body was screaming. Yet there was little fight left for Naqi to resist. She simply held the position as best she could as he stepped back and examined her with a careful eye. No longer looking at his friend, if she could even consider them that anymore. Just another aesthetic object to be molded into proper shape. Which, to him, maybe she was.\n\n\t“There. This is more or less how I want you to be when I say ‘kneel’. You’ll save yourself quite a bit of pain if you remember it, and practice it. Don’t worry though. This is just like school. You’ll be getting plenty of lessons. Every day. For a long, long time.”\n\n\t“God d-g-gosh darn it, Ry.” Naqi whined. “Don’t do this.”\n\n\tRy paid her little heed. He went to the laundry basket he’d bought in with him. Removing a pair of briefs from it he looked them over a minute and then back at her. He let her get a good long look, let her mind play with what he could be planning, before finally digging two other items out of the basket. One looking more like a bikini, though with metal in all the wrong places. Naqi had read enough fantasy and history to guess what it might be. Though the presence of the other object. A long, smooth blue shaft, made her wonder how this was all supposed to work.\n\n\t“You were always into dragons, huh sweetheart Well I figured I had to get a few gifts to mark this occasion.” Ry chuckled and paced his way over, He held up the curved blue thing before her. Letting her look at the shaft that was unlike anything she’d ever seen. “I’m sure you have at least heard of Bad Dragon. I can’t imagine you’ve gone there though, no?”\n\n\tShe blushed and shook her head hard. Naqi looked away as the blush took her cheek. Ry was quick to pull her head back into ‘position’. \n\n\t“Don’t you look away from me, Naqi. Not now, not ever. This was a very special gift for you I went out of my way to mod it, Got a nice remote vibe and everything. Something to help you remember who and what you really are.”\n\n\tThe poor rat doe had little time to question before feeling the shaft probing at her lips. She could feel them. Trembling, quivering, wet. Feel them cling and tremble while the odd toy was slowly pushed into her. Only able to mouth the word ‘no’ over and over as she struggled to wake from the nightmare.\n\n\tIt felt so wrong. It wasn’t as big as Ry. Something Naqi had to admit she’d wondered about in her younger days, and now hated herself of knowing. But the curve and the do shape was all too apparent as it finally hilted in her. Joined moments later by the chastity belt as Ry fixed it over her. The belt dug into her fur and kept the toy firmly in place. Enough that Naqi struggled to stand, and was instantly shoved back down on her knees.\n\n\t“Now now, stay in position, slut.” Ry cooed “We have quite a bit to work on. Quite a few things for you to learn. And you want an A don’t you? Now, open your muzzle.”\n\n\tShe shook her head no. The belt in his hand creaked as he gripped it tight, and she reluctantly acquiesced. The thick, foul musk of the object melted on her tongue instantly. Naqi gagged and balked feeling his fingers slowly poking and prodding the foul fabric in. The taste, the smell. Bitter and primal and overwhelmingly foul in ways that made her sick. In ways that made her squirm. The sickly cloth sucking every drop of mositure from her mouth leaving the sticky stale taste and her own desperate uncomfortable aching as she tried to push it free.\n\n\tShe struggled to tell herself it wasn’t there. It wasn’t real Her eyes dripping tears as the ballgag went on over the briefs. Ry simply stood there, belt in hand, waiting of her to drop out of position. His free hand reached in and withdrew a small remote. The grinning bear flicking it on.\n\n\t“Now then, love. Lesson two.”\n\n--------------------\n\n\tEvery day when the door opened was a new shock for the rat doe. Ry had kept her in the chastity cage for what she guessed had to be weeks, triggering that remote vibrator whenever 'he thought of her'. Something said with a sickening affection every time he brought it up. He would change out his underwear on occasion, and sometimes use socks, or even a washcloth from his bathroom that he showered with. It got to the point where she was starting to glean subtle changes. the scent and taste long since seared into her mind. \n\n\tCombined with the chastity and the beatings whenever she refused an order or failed to kneel or posture just right for him and her life had long since become a long string of nightmares both waking and in her sleep. Yet through it all, she was unbelievably horny. She had only been out of the belt now for a day or two, Ry deciding to be ‘merciful’ and give her a break. Mostly an excuse to fuck her. Each time ravaging her yearning body to orgasm. Just another way to heap on his humiliations.\n\n\tToday it was worse, though. Today when Ry opened the door he found his captive in the middle of the floor. Her hips raised and tail struggling to brush against her own thighs with the cuff and her arms in the way. The thick chain was wedged firmly between her pink folds. A nice long three inch strip in either direction slick and shiny with familiar fluids.\n\n\t“Well well now, starting without me, are we?” Ry chuckled as he paced his way in. A flick outside of the door bringing the single old bulb above them to blinding life. “What was all that talk about how sick I am? Hmm?”\n\n\tNaqi blushed furiously. She wanted to move. Wanted to run and hide. Not that there was anywhere to hide in the little cement box. Small tingles gnawed at her. The sudden intrusion making her all too aware of the cold twisted links of metal pressed against her sensitive folds. Of her small B cup chest as she heaved in breath after breath wincing at the way the cement ground into her nipples. Her body wanted more. It was a stupid, brainless, physiological scream that she hated herself for giving into even this one time. Or perhaps more than once. Who could say with the way her dreams were going.\n\n\tThis time though, it was all too real, and the bastard was here to see it. Naqi’s stomach fell though the floor. She started to sob once more. Yet another low point on the ladder of her life.\n\n\tRy paced around her slowly. He took a few laps, his eyes slithering around her fur and flesh with excruciating detail. When the rat doe did try to lift her head up. Defiant fire still burning though the tears in her cheeks. It made him smile oh so wide. He eagerly pushed his foot down on top of her head when she tried to raise it. Grinding it back into floor. “Oh, don’t you try to play coy now, my little doll. Am I to guess you’re playing hard to get now? Dirty little rat.” Ry finally pulled his foot away. The man hunching down and pulling the gag free of Naqi’s muzzle. He held it up to examine the shiny blue ball for any new teeth marks. Grinning to himself at the small bites and scratches.\n\n\t“Well? What are you waiting for?” He growled. Pushing one of his feet out just below her field of view.\n\n\tNaqi winced and looked away. Her eyes traced up the denim clad leg towards her former friends face. Part of her hoped to find some weakness. Some point she could bite or law, Just out of spite, just to show she wasn’t broken yet. Those thoughts died as she watched Ry slowly pulling his belt tongue from the loops and working to unfasten it. She quickly turned her face back to the floor and placed a kiss on the top of his foot with all of the practiced reverence she knew was required.\n\n\t“Greetings…” She muttered softly before pulling back. Her rump pushed into the air a bit. There was no way to stop the oncoming blow. Well, no. There was one way. One oh so very simple means to protect herself. One she could have taken any day at any time.\n\n\tThen again, Naqi would gladly take a thousand beatings before taking that path. Before calling that bastard ‘Master’\n\n\tTwo heavy strikes landed. Both right next to each other left ass cheek. Naqi took them both while biting back on something that was slowly growing dangerously far from scream and close to moan. \n\n\t“Lovely.” The man murred. “I keep forgetting how pretty your voice is. It’s almost a shame to keep you gagged up all the time.” He murred.\n\n\t“Then don’t, d-darn it.” Naqi snapped. “You don’t have to make me keep that thing in my mouth anymore. You stopped using it to hold that… disgusting stuff in my mouth months ago.”\n\n\tThe small chuckle she got in reply wasn’t exactly comforting for poor Naqi. Ry reached down and effortlessly yanked his victim back to her feet without a shred of concern for how the chain twisted and slapped between her thighs. His free paw wasted no time in gripping a paw full of breast flesh. Kneading it while he leaned in and murred into her ear. “Don’t worry, my love. I know my little doll has missed having a part of me so close. Even if its just dirty cloth. Mmm especially if it’s just dirty cloth.”\n\n\tNaqi struggled once more in his grasp and rammed shoulder-first into Ry’s chest. He was never particularly toned or athletic. Even now coming off more lanky than anything. But to the small and already worn kangaroo rat it was like smashing into the walls. Chained or not there was no way she would be able to break free of him.\n\n\tRy didn’t speak a word. He drank in the tears an whines while rolling his thumb over that raw pink nipple flesh watching his captive slowly swaying on her tiptoes. Another firm kiss and the feel of belt leather running along her nipple left Naqi unable to do more than struggle on her feet while Ry slowly drank in the telltale flickers of her growing arousal. “If you wanted to cum, little dolly, you should have just told me.” He cooed. His hands slowly gilding the belt around her neck now. Getting it in place with just enough slack to feel the metal buckle against her. Some horrible improvised choke-chain ready to make her heel at a moments notice.\n\n\tWhen that was secure, Ry unlatched the padlocks holding the cuffs to the wall chain and gave a firm tug on the belt to check the security of his captive. Once upon a time Naqi would have tried to take this chance to twist and pull away. The first time she’d almost chocked herself out. After the fifth it became clear she needed to find another opening and simply signed herself to following along.\n\n\tNaqi’s coal room turned Cell was actually part of a larger basement. Something she’d learned the first time he led her up to the bathroom at the top of the stairs. Something sadly done most often with a blindfold over her face. This time there was no blindfold. Ry instead tugging her down the dark shadowy corridors into the large open area of the basement proper.\n\n\tA simple flick of a light switch was all it took to reveal the true horror in store. The whole room was littered with all manner of contraptions Naqi had only seen in the occasional bad anime before. Large hunks of wood draped in chains and strange piles of pipes which had enough room to offer the menacing threat of holding one in place by their limbs with a few small adjustments. A large pegboard on the back wall filled with all manner of painful implements. Rods and clamps and big boxes of pins made with the same calm order Ry so often put into anything else.\n\n\tIt failed to register with the doe that her stunned breathless silence was due in part to the tight grip the lead had on her. Ry holding the belt taught and tugging her along like an animal. By the time the dumbstruck rodent finally felt her feet moving again she as already being pulled into his arms. Held in a twisted mockery of a loving embrace with her back resting against his chest.\n\n\t“See? It’s great to have space for things like this, huh? Way better than my apartment. Though we both know that’s no high bar.” The bear murred the words into her ear as he draped one arm around her shoulders. His other hand brushing along her tummy and pelvis. Fingers playfully drawing little tingles of pleasure. “I never really imagined that I’d actually get to have you here, dolly. Not really. I always wanted a space like this. But I figured this wasn’t something you’d ever want a part of.”\n\n\tOne thick finger slipped slowly between her folds. Naqi winced and bit back a scream as it slowly dug its way in to those moist walls. Scrawny as they may be her legs were still rather strong. Strong enough to hold his hand mostly way from probing father. His bristly blue brown fur brushing against her already sensitive skin and fuzz. It didn’t matter. She felt the belt biting into her neck. The sudden heady wash of unwanted pleasure. Felt her own body betray her. The one finger was only half way in. Yet she dripped freely over it. The burning heat welling up inside of her pressed back against the warm probing digit so much nicer, so much more sensual than the cold chain that had been her only means of release before.\n\n\tShe tried to tell herself that her legs gave out. That was why her thighs parted. That was why she slumped down against the belt. Her body finally giving out from emotional exhaustion. It was a lie. She knew it was a lie. Her body having betrayed her the same way Ry had.\n\n\t“I’m going to hurt you.” Ry cooed lovingly into her ear. He guided her slowly into the open room. His finger still toying with her, his paw still clutching the belt firmly as they walked along. “Not because of punishment this time. No. I’m going to hurt you, and nothing will stop it. Not submission, not obedience. I’m going to hurt you because I want to. I’m going to hurt you because you need to be hurt. Because it’s what you deserve. Do you understand, sweetheart?”\n\n\t“Gosh darn it, don’t call me that.” Naqi croaked the words though the belt as best she could. Her helpless body was led to one of those twisted wads of pipe. A welded nightmare with some kind of pillory at the top. A closer inspection showed a small plastic box at one end of the base, with wires coming and going from it. Two in particular tied to a golf cat battery.\n\n\t“From now on this is going to be how we spend our time together. Molding you into a proper little painslut on top of all the beautiful self debasement we’ve been drilling into your pretty head. That sounds better than just sucking on my dirty socks all day, doesn’t it? Hoping Master will come down and fuck you. I’m sure it’s nicer than that nasty chain between your legs.” Ry smirked and leaned in slowly, rubbing his hands over her breasts “Though I’m sure I can find a few ways to let you hump a chain if you really want.”\n\n\tThe pillory sat in line with Naqi’s chest. A pair of wooden beams with neck and hand holes, lovingly lacquered down in ebony with thick padding around the holes themselves. Ry uncuffed Naqi and slowly began to maneuver her body into place. He actually had to raise the pillory above her head in order to get it on. This left the full weight of the wood on her shoulders when he finally locked it in place. Despite her best efforts there was no way Naqi could jump high enough to unseat the bars connected to her bonds with the ones at the bottom of the rig. They were just too long. Nor could she kneel as Ry so often demanded of her. The best she could manage before the pipes bottomed out was a small squat that pushed and tugged at her wrists and her already agonize shoulders.\n\n\tWhen Ry came back Naqi was quick to seek out the most comfortable position she could. If the man was going to keep her here and fuck her, she could at least make sure that she wasn’t holding up a heavy board or twisting her arms and spine.\n\n\tHe didn’t bother with the pipes, though. There were sounds behind the horrible rig. Familiar metal pings and the sound of things scraping on concrete. The sound and all too familiar scent of Ry as he moved a few things just out of her view. Naqi nearly shot out of he skin as she felt something slipping over her face. Fortunately it was just her glasses. For once devoid of the perpetual smudges and prints she could never get clean.\n\n\tMoments later Ry was groping and playing with her tender nethers once more. Something slimy and sticky being pressed into her thighs just inches from her cunt. Her heavy wooden restraint made it impossible to see ht he was doing, even as another pair of slimy sensations pressed into her stomach, and one graced the underside of each still sore breast.\n\n\t“What are you doing?” Naqi growled “What’s all this gross stuff about? Haven’t you humiliated me enough Ry?”\n\n\t“Oh never enough, love.” he murred “Not overall at least. For now I have, though. Now I think it’s your turn.” The bear growled the words loudly. So close that Naqi could feel them shaking her spine. Moments later her lat little ass was parted and another pair of slimy objects were placed down on it. Followed by more scraping. The now unmistakable sound of a shifting lawn chair.\n\n\t“Stand up straight.” Ry ordered. Naqi did so. Her body was already stirring to listen to him before she could thin about it. It was rewarded with a loud click and a soft buzz. The buzz was wrong, uncomfortable. An unsettling electric hum that sent her on edge almost as much as her tormentors murring. \n\n\tThen came the burn, then a sting. Slowly building pain surging though her body between each point where the sticky pads were connected. Before she knew it the burn grew to a hard jolt. The pain took Naqi’s legs from under her and left her hanging by he neck and wrists with the nested pipes making contact.\n\n\tOnly then did the pain subside. The buzzing stopping and the burn subsiding. \n\n\t“Good.” Ry murred. “it worked. I wouldn’t get to comfy though. That circuit is going to ramp up again unless a fresh contact is made. It won’t kill you, but it’ll hurt quite badly.”\n\n\t“You ba- you monster.” Naqi sobbed “”you can’t make me do this. I’ll die. I can’t hold myself up like this forever. Let me out of here right now or else.”\n\n\tThe threats simply made Ry chuckle. “A monster with great grandpas old workshop in the back. You know I get why my great aunt as ok giving this up, but it really was a steal. Just slots in perfectly with me, you know? I think we’ll really make it nice.” He cooed the words while stroking her side. His tone familiar. A settled lover speaking about life plans as if the whole nightmare was totally normal.\n\n\tIt took less than a minute for the pain to start again. Naqi bit her lip and cast her now clear eyes towards the far wall. She had to find some way to endure this. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of breaking her. No more than he already had, at least. Her pale green-grey eyes trying to look over each impalement of horror closely and carefully. Studying the curves, the edges, anything she could in order to keep herself distracted before the jolt got too strong. All the while Ry simply stroked her side and murred loudly. He was quite content to let her stand there. Suffering and sobbing while her legs struggled to hold her up.\n\n\tThey finally dipped a bit. Stopping as something thick, slicked and all too familiar pushed against her rear just as she ducked down.\n\n\t“No…” Naqi whined softly.\n\n\t“You have to learn, my little love.” Ry cooed. “Especially if you’re going to help teach it one day. Besides we both know your body has its own feelings about all of this.” Two fingers slowly scraped along her quivering lips. Teasing and tormenting the wet folds slowly. Bare caresses accumulating the musky essence of the trembling woman. Finally she could stand it no longer. Naqi’s legs giving out from under her. She screamed in agony as Ry’s thick shaft forced itself into her. No. As she forced herself down on it. Gravity and her ow weakness lodging the member half way up her virgin rump. \n\n\tStings of agony radiated around it. Adding to the continued pain Naqi felt from the electrodes. Her own body unable to make itself go down far enough t o complete the circuit she simply half crouched on his shaft and wailed loudly while the burning and pain grew worse and worse.\n\n\t“Good girl. Good little sexdoll.” Ry murred. His free paw once again wrapped into that thick dark hair and yanked down. Mercifully it was enough to complete the lead. Damningly it did so by almost hilting her. Naqi’s tight tail hole spread farther than she had ever imagined and her body screaming from the strain.\n\n\tThat same pain had yet to even subside before a pair of musty fingers pushed themselves into her muzzle. Her own attest melting on her tongue made one point oh so agonizingly clear.\n\n\tShe was getting off on this. There was no way to spin the facts. To deny, to obfusticate. Naqi could feel herself trembling helplessly as her hips slowly rose again. Prompted by the sudden pain. She wasn’t simply helpless anymore. No longer just a victim. She was now complicit in her own rape. A participant, and on some level a willing one.\n\n\t“You’re quite a worthless little slut, aren’t you?” Ry growled.\n\n\t“N-no. Stop it. Shut up.” Naqi yelped. Her response rewarded by a firm slap between the legs.\n\n\t“Oh but you are. Nothing more than a walking talking blow up doll, in the end. You’re lucky I’ve kept such feelings for you, at least.”\n\n\t“Shut up you.. Jerk.” The words quivered in her throat now. Heaved between ragged breaths.\n\n\t“If I’m such a ‘jerk’, if’ I’m really so bad, then why is my little slut getting so wet? Why is she moaning like a two dollar whore? Why” Something firm and rubbery suddenly slipped over Naqi’s nipple. The puffy flesh burning in pain as it was pinched and twisted. She couldn’t see the jewelry pliers. Only feel the sharp crushing agony as Ry twisted and tugged her nipple.\n\n\t“Ah! Oh, Oh Golly!” She slammed her eyes shut. This had to be a nightmare. Must have been a nightmare. There was no way it could be anything else. But it wasn’t. The moisture running along her thighs now told her it wasn’t. The way Ry kissed the back of her neck told her it wasn’t.\n\n\tShe really was that worthless.\n\n\tIt didn’t take long for the contraption to work its magic. Without having to control or manhandle her into place, Ry was free to stroke and caress every inch of Naqi’s slender body. His paws tracing though her fur casually one moment only to dig his claws in or wrench and kneed her breasts the next. The process repeated over and over again. Growing into a rhythm with each new jolt of pain. Though it all she was complicit. She was a part of this. Not once did Ry pull on her hips or coax her in any way. Naqi struggled to ignore the confusing mix of feelings running though her body. Maybe if she stood longer it would show she was still in control. It would deny him some simple satisfaction. She could stop. She could prove I was just Ry’s torture. She could wake from this nightmare.\n\n\tThe theory stuck in her head while the pain burned though her. One skipped rhythm growing worse and worse by the second. Ry’s nimble fingers dancing over her body and caressing her tenderly. He had no reason to rush. He had time. All the time. All of the control. Naqi knew that. It had been that way since he dragged her here. Every second she struggled harder and harder to fight, and every second it hurt that much more. It hurt her. She was hurting herself, for his amusement. Tears flooded her eyes again. She struggled to find some way to win. Yet there was none. Hope was slipping though her fingers and god only knew how long she could hold on.\n\n\tAt some point the slave to be had blacked out. Somewhere between the name calling and awkward ass fucking the whole thing had been too much for her. When Naqi woke, chained up to a heavy rack, she had sincerely hoped the last part had been a nightmare. Or that this was a nightmare. Something to help assure her I wasn’t real. The ball gag in her mouth suggested, thankfully, that it might be. Her bucked teeth grinding over the familiar rubber gave her a moments hope that her failure had all been another bad dream or shameful hallucination. God knew she’d had plenty of those being shut up in that cell.\n\n\tIt wasn’t, though. The tingle in her legs told her it wasn’t. The small burn spots under her breast. The throbbing soreness of her butt. It was all to real, and Ry seemed quite pleased.\n\n\t“Now then.” The young man murred. He had his back turned to her, fussing with something she couldn’t’ see. An odd burning hiss filed Naqis ears as she strained to catch sight of what he was doing. “I had wanted to save this until you’d finally said the words. As a reward. But I think, well, Collaring will be romantic enough, wont’ I? Besides. You did so well today. Fucking yourself on your master like that. I just knew you were the one for me. And you know me, I’m a big softy at heart.\n\n\tHe turned to face her and Naqi’s heart fell to the floor. There, glowing bright at the end of a long metal rod, he held a hot glowing brand. Two letters, R and O, his own stylized initials, followed by a series of about five numbers. All in reverse.\n\n\tRy grinned ear to ear and took a step forwards. Licking his muzzle eagerly. “Now hold still, little love. I want to make sure I get t his right.”\n\n--------------------\n\n\tChilling darkness had grown deeper in the past, weeks? Months? The windowless hell of her small cement and stone cage made it impossible to tell anymore. The small room was clearly intended to be a cold, black void. True that without the light switch at the nearby stairs Naqi was left without any light. But there was sound. The only thing to occupy her mind still.\n\n\tUsually they were simple sounds. Heavy footfalls of Ry walking around on the floor above. His body wearing the old wood planks and the sturdy sub floor. She had long ago guessed that she was below the living room. Loud thundering bass from familiar games hit her ears regularly. His long and drawn out gaming sessions really the only thing that gave her any sense of the passage of time.\n\n\tAt first it had been his visits. Every day he would come down to ‘train’ her. To use her. Heaping his twisted affections on her weary body. Each time he left Naqi would use the end of her heavy wrist cuffs to carve a new notch in the cement. Another marker. Another day. Something to help orient herself in her waking nightmare. Then one day she heard him gaming without first coming down to see her. It was a relief really. He still did the basic care she needed. She still ate, was still cleaned somewhat. \n\n\tHe’d still test her on those stupid positions he insisted she keep learning. The only comfort to the whole thing was that she now got it well enough that she didn’t get punished each time. Sometimes he even came down to show her the messages he sent out on her behalf. That she was ’finding herself’ that she was ok, that she’d had enough and needed to stop making herself miserable or some other nonsense.\n\n\tLies, naturally. But Ry knew her well enough to make the texts seem like her. Why shouldn’t he? He was supposed to be her best friend.\n\n\tIt was hard to shake the feeling, though. That gnawing worry that this whole thing was another form of torture. Leaving her here. Alone. Helpless.\n\n\tWorst of all, she cursed the way her body sprang to life at the sound of his approach. The sudden heat and moisture between her legs. Her already hard nipples aching as she perked up and gazed into the shards of light cast from the nearby stairwell. Just as it did this time as he slowly paced down the heavy wooden steps.\n\n\t“Good morning, little love.” The bear laughed wickedly and gazed down at her slumped form. Light streaming in behind him. A pure, burning halo forcing the gagged kangaroo rat to turn her gaze and shudder.\n\n\tRy slowly paced closer to her. His hand slipping down to cup her muzzle. He tilted it up carefully. Looking down at the tear streaked face. The heavy bags under her bloodshot green eyes as they tried to focus on him. On anything. Screaming for stimulation.\n\n\t“You know, pet. You had me quite upset with you. A little cunt needs to learn her place after all. If you don’t realize how worthless you are then how will you be able to serve me properly? Have you even thought about how bad that could be?”\n\n\tNaqi muttered something though the thick ballgag and looked away mournfully. She couldn’t’ fight anymore. Not like this. She didn’t have the energy. Didn’t have the stamina. All she had left was one small sliver of resolution. That she wasn’t going to let this monster that had once been her friend take her. She wouldn’t grovel before him no matter how it hurt.\n\n\t“So are you ready to start the next phase of your training, little one?” Ry chuckled as he set a small toolbox down beside her. His hand graced the dirtied black plastic with an ominous affection as he slowly scraped his nails though the raised grid squares at the top. His other hand moved down slowly to tug at the painful mess of hair, fur and metal which had become the ball gags latch. The sphere slipped past those big bucked teeth silently. No scream. Not anymore.\n\n\t“What are you going to do to me? Not done with your sick torture yet?” Naqi rasped softly. Her eyes looked up at Ry. Hollow and broken. The defiance almost all empty words with nothing to prop it up at this point. She was too weak. Or maybe it was just that he was too strong. She always thought he was too strong. Had she?\n\n\tThe bear chuckled and leaned down as he stole a kiss from his quivering captive. His firm lips and warm musky scent washed over Naqi slowly. Shivering and swaying. She caught herself leaning into it. Into his warm chest and the soft flannel of his shirt. The whole thing turned her stomach. Every last shred of her will screamed to pull away. Bite, kick, scratch, anything. All that will. That weak, pathetic will, and only her tail thrashed a bit as she felt the embrace tighten further.\n\n\t“I hate you.” Naqi sobbed silently into his shoulder.\n\n\t“Your opinion really doesn’t matter though, does it slut?” Ry murred back. “You’re just a little sex toy. My little fuckdoll. My personal private onahole. That’s all you’re ever going to be. Jut some little toy to please me, to worship me. A little doll for me to breed”\n\n\tNaqi could feel it. Feel his rough hands slowly moving over her tummy. Slowly raking his claws against her soft sensitive flesh. Tears finally formed as she pushed her thighs together and struggled not to moan. It was all Stockholm’s. All physiological. Just dopamine dumping into her brain at the physical contact and soft warmth and his strong, crushing scent. The poor woman barely even realized it as she took another set of shallow needy sniffs.\n\n\tRy let this continue for a few moments more before finally shoving Naqi back on to the floor. He popped the lid off of the case and pulled free an oddly familiar bundle of black with blue LEDs and thin canvas straps. Without any glasses it was hard for Naqi to see just what he held in hand. Harder still when Ry got close and pressed his heavy work boot down hard on her soft moist sex.\n\n\tEven worn as she was the pain hit like a freight rain and caused Naqi to slump back hard against the heavy cement wall. Her flat lil rump grinding into the dirt and stone below her while she was kicked and stomped rather mercilessly. She tried like hell to close her legs the second the boot pulled away. Her only reward a sift kick between them into her moist and aching sex. Naqi collapsed down and started to sob.\n\n\tThat seemed to be the plan. Ry beginning to manhandle her around. Twisting her this way and that. Yanking her thick floppy ears between the head straps and slipping a pair of earbuds into them. Naqi knew right away just what had been stuck on her head no matter how hard she jostled and shook. Ry gripped her neck as she tried to throw her head back and squeezed it firmly. To her own horror Naqi found herself actually pushing against his palm. Feeling the fingers dig into fur and flesh. She had no idea why. Maybe an attempt to make it all stop. Or maybe, most likely, that was a lie.\n\n\tWhen he finally finished manhandling her, Ry had managed to get the poor girls arms chained up over her head. Naqi now left hanging in the middle of the room. Away from the walls. Away from anything that would let her bash the stupid machine. Away from anything that would let her body rest.\n\n\t“I want to make it clear.” Ry’s muffled voice almost cooed from behind her. “I’m not trying to replace our alone time. I know how much you like your Master training you personally. But I think we’re at the point where we can finally start shaping your head the way it should be. A nice long re-education process. Something to help chisel off all the baggage keeping MY Naqi down.” The words were growled. A nip on her ear driving them home.\n\n\t“Please. Ry. Let me go. Y-you said you loved me.” The words were worn and hopeless. Broken up by heavy pauses and swallows as she tried to clear her parched throat. “You know you can’t make me love you like this. Whatever you’re doing. Whatever you’re planning it’s not-”\n\n\t“Real?” Ry murred “Of course it is. The brain is the seat of the self. I want you, Naqi. Always wanted you. Wanted you as my property, my possession, my toy.” He ran his fingers along the brand in her pelvis. Tracing each and every one. “You belong to me. You will love me, and worship me. Because it’s the only reason you fucking exist”\n\n\tFingers suddenly dipped between those folds. Naqi yelped as the fire in her loins slowly burned its way up her aching stomach and into her heaving chest. She danced to his touch with all the grace and style of some freshly bought harem girl. Moved only by the force of inevitability and her own crumbling body.\n\n\tJust as she was about to hit the edge Naqi felt the fingers slip out and something else slipping in. A long smooth mass of rubberyness slowly parted her folds, followed by the familiar leather bite of a chastity belt. “I still think you need some time to think things over, little rodent. I hope you like this program. I’ve been whipping it up just for you. Remember when I was geeking out about the Rift coming out?”\n\n\t“Slut”, “Dweebette” “Cock socket” “ugly little rat” “You should drink piss” “You love Master” “You worship Mater”. The filthy words bombarded her first. Horribly twisted sing-songs wriggling out from the phones into her ears as her eyes were bathed in a painful burst of blue light. When the daze passed Naqi could start to see things. Images. Horrible things. Some cute, white furred Japanese rat girl licking up the side of a urinal worshipfully. A few seconds of a purple haired girl choking herself while masturbating. A line of slaves kneeling in a row. All in perfect unison. Pierced and exposed and helpless. Each one with a bar code.\n\n\tThe vile whispers in her ear and images before her eyes were relentless. Each one lasting just long enough to drift though her head before being replaced by another. Hammering her starved senses over and over again. It was so overwhelming that Naqi barely noticed the sudden sharp jolts of pleasure which accompanied each new image. A sudden reward that got stronger and sharper depending on just how bad the images were. \n\n\t“You know I really spoil you. That vocaloid alone set me back way too much. Never mind the Vibease. But it’s just so hard not spoiling you.” A thick finger toyed and teased at her tail hole while the images continued. A girl in a Ravenclaw outfit, clearly meant to be moaning Mertyl, her body somewhat exposed as she used a wand on her own wet cunt. A pair of clearly reluctant traps being forced to make out with each other while a man watched. Their panty-clad shafts rubbing against each other. A pregnant woman. Her neck adorned only with a collar, her lips pushed down at the top of a mans foot. A look of serene reverence plastered on her beautiful, broken face. The word to accompany it whispered into her ear louder, more pronounced than the others. Demanding every shred of her attention.\n\n\t“Breeding slaves for Master.” “Raise slaves for Master” “Toy exists for Master”\n\n\tNaqi screamed out into her ballgag. Moisture dripping from the edges of the belt and rolling down her thighs shamefully. Not that it stopped. None of it stopped. Just one simple, brutal stream dragging her along with mechanical apathy towards her feelings.\n\n\t“There, that should keep you entertained for a few days, pet. Oh, and don’t worry. It’s all very well organized.” Ry murred into her ear. The muffled words barely seeping though. “Just wait until it gets to my cub folder.”\n\n--------------------\n\n\t“I can’t believe you dragged me here.” Silver rolled his eyes as he glanced around the GameStop once more. A small nervous twitch shaking though the scrawny mole shifted from one overly thick strap-laced boot to the other as he tried his best not to look around.\n\n\t“Well I need your advice.” Naqi sighed. “I’m not going to get upstaged this time and I need someone I trust to give some input.”\n\n\t“All out is GameStop?” Silver spat. “What are you going to find in some decaying edifice of impulse capitalism and exploitation?“ His eyes darted though the thick bangs of dyed silver hair that the boy chose to take his name from. He shrank back into his big gaudy black pirate coat and lowered his eyes to the floor as he felt the eyes of the cashiers on him. “Sorry…”\n\n\t“Will you stop riling the nice people?” Naqi muttered “If we go to any of the usual places we’ll get found out. Same if I try to get something sent to the house. I just need to find something absolutely perfect that will help make sure that… Oh! This looks great!” Naqi squealed as she snagged up a box and looked it over. Her eyes sparkling at the familiar red haired image on the front of the pack. \n\n\tThe pair looked on at the box for a few moments. Silver opened his mouth to say something snide only to be stopped by a loud throat clearing cough from behind.”\n\n\t“Hey, sorry but I figured I should help you out.” A rather lanky orange tabby leaned in between the two and looked the box with the figure in it over a few times. Scoffing and pulling himself back up. “You know if your boyfriend is a real gamer then odds are pretty good he’s not gonna be into this. Persona is kinda for noobs. If he wants something from a game then-”\n\n\t“Whoa, wait. Hold up.” Naqi snapped. Her head snapped towards the rude interruption as she narrowed her eyes. “First of all. Who the heck says I am getting this for my boyfriend. Or that I have a boyfriend, or that I’m straight. You don’t know the first darn thing about me! Second, Futaba is Bae. Tied with Alphys and a few notches above Mei on the Bae scale. And third.” “ Naqi leaned closer, gritting her teeth, slowly backing the man towards the back wall. Her ear only barely twitching at the sound of the door opening again. Her focus laser-sharp on the mouthy cat. “Nocturne, and both digital devil saga games, on hard mode. So maybe don’t try to give me crap you gosh darn-”\n\n\tAnother throat clear snapped her attention again. The green eyed rodent almost livid as she bristled. The sight before her knocking out any rage. She quickly ran into the blue-brown fur of the boy at the doorway. Naqi broke off from the feline and dashed into Ry’s arms. Wrapping her arms around his midsection and nuzzling close.\n\n\t“T-that your boyfriend?” The feline boy asked as he tried to gain his footing again.\n\n\t“Uh oh. I miss something?” Ry smirked.\n\n\t“Nothing of importance, Sir.” Naqi sighed happily. Her head pushed against his chest. Her body all but melting in his arms.\n\n\tSilver quickly pushed the box behind his back and looked between his friends and the tabby. Silently cursing the bad situation he seemed to have wander into.”\n\n\t“Look, I uh. I should probably go.” The tabby muttered softly. “I think I kinda came off a little harsh and I should probably just-”\n\n\t“Hey! Don’t look at me, pal. My girl knows how to take care of herself. Frankly whatever you said to her, she’s probably the one you’ll wanna apologize to.”\n\n\tThe orange furred man quickly dashed out of the store leaving the last of his dignity behind. Along with a very content couple and one very uncomfortable mole.\n\n\t“What are you doing here, sir?” Naqi murred gently as she rested against him.\n\n\t“It’s the GameStop down the street. What, you think I have the patience to wait for shipping on games? You know me better than that.” A firm paw moved down slowly and gripped Naqi’s rump and giving it a rough squeeze. Unconcerned with the three sets of eyes watching.\n\n\t“God damn, Naqi. Get a room.” Silver muttered “What did you do on that vacation of yours anyways?”\n\n\t“I guess I found myself.” Naqi sighed softly “And I figured out where I really belong in life. What I really want.” She turned back to him and narrowed her eyes playfully “Speaking of which.” she muttered.\n\n\tSilver slipped the box to her and nodded before walking over to the PS4 games. His eyes scanning though the racks with the kind of dull curiosity that only someone seeking to avoid a social situation could manage.\n\n\t“You’re friend is weird.” Ry chuckled.\n\n\t“And we’re not, Master?” Naqi chirped. She blushed as she looked up at him. Blushing and biting her lip. Her ears falling back submissively and her legs struggling to stay straight. “He’s kinda cute though, right?”\n\n\tRy shifted his eyes over and glanced along the scrawny boy and those quaint skinny jeans that outlined his rump. The man unable to help but lick his chops. “Yeah, true. We may have to do something about that, huh?” he muttered.\n\n\t“Just say the word, Master.” With his attention turned, Naqi pulled a small grey oval of plastic out of her pocket. She dared one last glance at the bright blue plus sign before deftly slipping it in to the box. Just hidden enough to ensure it would not be found before it was opened. “This toy exists to please you.”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Long Time Coming:
By TerraMGP

\tThe air outside Hoardraider was crisp with the early stirrings of fall. The shop sat wedged between half a dozen other blacked out buildings in the strip mall. Lights and sound thrumming out of it. Loud metal music and the refrains of cheers from a half dozen patrons all drunk on cheap whiskey and low grade tactical genius.

\tA small collection of figures stood on the outside of that storefront. The quintet leaned up against the wall. Each tucked into the comforting glow of electric light against the cool pitch black.

\t“Well that was a bust.” The tallest figure finally muttered under his breath. A sharply dressed Ferret in a flat cap and cloth trench coat who glanced over at the others from his position where the window met the brick façade.

\t“I don‘t think it was that bad, Rudy..” A silver-haired mole boy shrugged “You guys did well enough and we get to leave early. Sounds pretty good.” The mole and ferret exchanged a rather bitter glance. The former struggling to hide his bemusement with aloof detachment while the latter just grinned softly and pulled himself back again. Flicking his tail towards the mole dismissively, and thwapping a smaller ferret in the process.

\t“Ow, Bro, knock it off.” Ken narrowed his eyes and grabbed at his older brothers tail. The two quickly devolving into a rather ignoble slap fight that simply drew another chuckle from the other gathered friends.

\t“How about you, Naqi? Feeling good about dragging us out to play your overpriced action figure game? You were actually kicking a bit of butt. I think“

\t“I was.” A scrawny kangaroo rat looked up at them and perked her ear. A set of industrial bars flicking in the light. “But I think I got done just in time. I needed a smoke. And you know this isn‘t like high school. We‘re not all bumming rides from Rudy. You can leave any time you want.”

\t“No, You and Ry aren‘t bumming rides anymore. Some of us are still in college you know. Right Ken?”

\t“Ow, knock it off, quit it.” The smaller ferret muttered before kicking his big brother in the shin. He ran past the others and ducked behind a large toned bear with blue-brown fur. Ken wrapped his tail around the bear‘s tattered jeans and tucked himself behind, peeking out just enough to stick his tongue out at his lanky big brother.

\t“Oh god“ Ry sighed. The bear rolling his shoulders and grabbing Ken by the scruff of his neck. He dragged the scrawny boy out into the open again, looking between the brothers and struggling not to bust out laughing. “Look aren‘t you getting a bit big to use me as a human shield after you piss him off?” Ry sighed. “I mean it‘s not like I‘m gonna haul off and hit one of my best friends in the face.”

\t“Anymore.” Rudy corrected. “And as I recall last time I kicked your ass pretty good there.”

\t“You bit me and an off.” Ry chuckled.

\t“You had me in a headlock.” Rudy scoffed “You don‘t want me to bite you then maybe don‘t use banned moves.”

\t“Banned by who?” Ry laughed

\t“ok ok settle down.” Naqi pulled herself up and looked between the two older boys in their group. She puffed her chest out hard and put one hand on her hips, doing her best imitation of a strong anime protagonist despite the small stature. The two pulled back almost instantly. Glancing at each other playfully and trying hard not to laugh.

\t“You know if you wanted to prove you‘re better, my Blood Angels are always ready. Just waiting on you.” Rudy All but bounced on the balls of his feet. The prospect of competition bringing a fire into his eyes.

\t“Oh no, space vampires. What ever will I do. Except, you know, maybe get some giant robots.” he growled “Assuming our favorite lil rat girl doesn‘t mind giving me help with a new paint job.”

\t“Are you really thinking about getting into this crap again, Ry?” Silver muttered “I thought you said your rent was already brutal as hell.”

\t“It was.” The blue brown bear shrugged. “But I found a way around it short term. I figured I may as well treat myself with the first rent check I don’t have to pay. Right? The whole ‘found money’ thing?”

\tRudy snatched up the vape from Silver and took a deep drag on it. The ferret grinning ear to ear at the boys consternation. “You’re just mad nobody around here plays MechWarrior anymore.”

\t“Battletech.” Ry corrected “MechWarrior is the RPG. Which, I am still willing to run for you guys any time.”

\tKen nodded and slipped back around Rudy, shaking his head and muttering “I still think it‘d be nice. Then maybe we can get Silver in on it and we can make sure we win all the tourneys around here. Kick some of the jerks down a peg.”

\t“Now what did I tell you about competition, ill bro?” Rudy laughed.

\t“Sorry.” Ken muttered. His red-dyed hair tussed by the bigger ferret.

\tSilver wrinkled his nose and took a hard pull on his vape. “Yeah, sure. Maybe when I can afford a house to take a mortgage on.”

\t“Will you guys stop pressuring him? And yah, sure, Ry. You wanna try Imperial Knights I‘d be more than happy to help you out. Just no getting any of the ones allied with the Mechanicus. Those are my jam.”

\t“Yeah, well, I‘m gonna go pull the car around, guys. I think I‘d better get Ernie here home before his mom freaks out on me.”

\t“Silver.” The boy growled slumping back into his pirate coat.

\t“Yeah, sure thing. You wanna ask about sleeping over with Ken this weekend?”

\t“Sure.” The mole sighed. His shoulders drooping and glancing at Ken who was already grinning ear to ear at the whole thing. “You know I‘m getting tired of waiting around for all of you to respect me.” He muttered “I‘ve been around you guys at least five years now.”


\t“Are you still the youngest?” The bear smirked.

\t“yeah.” Silver nodded.

\t“Well then you gotta wait until we make a new friend I guess.”

\tIt didn‘t take long for a beat up old Plymouth to pull itself out in front of the shop. Ken and Silver quickly made their way around to the passengers side. The younger ferret hopping into the back seat giving Silver the front. “Ok guys, same time next week I guess. And Ry, hit me up about that new display shelf. My boss is really jazzed about getting this done.”

\t“Yeah, sure thing. I’ll be in next Tuesday” Ry nodded “And for you, most of the friends discount.”



\t“Gee thanks.” Rudy laughed. “Ok boys. Now what‘s say we nab a bite before I take Silver back.”

\tThe two boys in the car both chirped eagerly. Talking over themselves frantically to affirm their food of choice. “Very well, then. To waffles!” Rudy screamed. The trio setting out in the banged up hatchback.

\tRy palmed his face firmly and slumped back against the wall. He shot Naqi a sharp glair, the fur on the back of his neck bristling up.

\t“What?” Naqi blinked even as she sank into the depths of her hoodie jacket.

\tRy rolled his eyes and growled quietly. “You know damn well what You knew what would happen if you showed them that movie. I can never watch Gamers 2 again without hearing Rudy blurting out all of the lines. God help us all if he ever sees Army of Darkness.”

\t“Not my fault he lacks restraint.” Naqi sighed. “You know I had to at least show Silver. Someone has to keep the poor boy on the straight and narrow.”

\t“Yuh huh.” Ry sighed.

\t“What the hell do you mean ‘uh huh?” ?” Naqi snapped, barely looking doing her best to straighten up and glare at the slumped young man propping up the store window.

\t“It’s not my place to say.”  Ry sighed. His arms shoved back into the deep pockets of his duster. The thick heavy rubber of hi boots hammering low awkward thumps against the concrete under the window. “Ok fine. I’ll say it. You’ve picked up some bad habits, Naqi. Like, really bad.”

\t“Says the guy still doing the goth makeup thing.” Naqi grumbled.

\tRy pulled himself off of the wall and took a few steps forwards. His frame towering over the slender kangaroo rat. A looming statue looking at once stern and sad. “I’m serious. First was the incessant swearing. Which isn’t really that useful to you anymore since you don’t live with your parents so you sure as hell can’t piss them off.”

\t“Ry”

\t“Then you have that stupid… vape thing. You know those things are freaking horrible for you, right? Even without the Nicotine. And really, how do I know you’re not using nicotine? You know you were always the sensible one growing up. You were always the one keeping my ass from doing the stupid stuff. That whole thing with John Peters in fifth grade? You think I’d have stayed out of Juvi I I’d just let myself go? Now you’re so hooked on that stupid thing you can’t even go though the shop tourney without bowing out and vaping up!”

\t“N-no.” Naqi yelped “That’s not why I’m out here.”

\t“Then why? Explain it to me. Help me understand something in all this mess, please.

\t“There’s nothing to understand.” Naqi muttered. She slipped out from Ry’s shadow and paced a few feet away. A heavy lungful of vapor pulled as the LED tip of her vape went green. The sour cherry scent flooding the air.

\tA heavy paw slipped over her shoulder. Ry stood there, motionless. Squeezing gently. The air fell silent for a long while. The ambient sounds of cars and late night city bustle a thousand miles away.

\tA small chime broke the silence. It snapped Naqi back to her senses causing her to draw away from Ry and slump back against the wall. The two glanced at the rather toned, white furred rabbit leaving the store. Naqi quickly pulled her hood up and sank back into the wall taking another drag.

\t“hey, Naqi. What’s that about?” Ry grumbled

\t“What?” She murmured softly.

\tRy narrowed his eyes a moment and growled. His boot digging into the ground “That’s the guy you played against before you bowed out. What’s wrong? Is something up?”

\t“it’s nothing. Honest.” Naqi muttered “I just… When I beat him, he got all pissed at me. Told me I should be playing sisters or eldar like a ‘real girl’.”

\tThe man laughed softly and paced back around to Naqi’s side. Leaning in and glancing at the man as he wandered into the large parking garage for the nearby mall that many people used for the strip mall. “So what, you throw one of his dreads in his face? I mean a DQ like that would still be worth it.”

\t“No, I didn’t.” Naqi muttered.

\t“Then what did you do?” Ry smirked.

\t“Nothing.” She sighed

\t“Wait, what?”

\t“Nothing, ok? I just packed up my figures, told the staff I was out, and I left. I let him take the win and I bailed. I fucking left.”

\t“Just because he gave you lip for kicking his ass with the mechanicus?”

\tNaqi turned to him. Her green-grey eyes flashing as she gazed up at the bear towering above her. Fists clenched until the white flesh under her fur was a sharp red. Tears streaming down her cheeks “Just, just drop it ok? I’m just sick of this. I’m sick and tired of all this shit every single time I walk in here. I’m sick and tired of the random quizzes and constant scrutiny and ‘you’re not a real fan’ bullshit every time I try to have some fun.”

\t“Then just hit ‘em!” Ry grumbled “Sock one of the assholes in the face. Fix the problem.”

\t“That’s assault, Ry.” Naqi muttered.

\t“Then let me do it! Come on I used to do it all the time. The hell makes things different now?”

\t“Well for starters. Detention and suspension aren’t nearly as bad as six months for assault.” In spite of everything the words drew a laugh from her. It was a gift, or maybe just a sign of her own crazy. Either way it was comforting. “Look, Ry. I think I just want to go home and lay down, ok? Take a nice long nap, figure my fucking life out. That kind of thing. It’s ok if we don’t hang out tonight, right?”

\t“Almost midnight already, we kinda did hang out.” The bear chuckled “But yeah. At least let me walk you to your car, though. Maybe a few days to just shut things out and focus on you might not be a bad idea. Or hell, even a vacation.”

\tNaqi wrinkled her nose, the thick plastic frames of her glasses nearly falling off as she did. “Vacation. Yeah, right. Working on commission doesn’t mean party any time you want. I don’t get the luxury of waiting until someone needs a new deck put in or some roofing done.”

\t“No, fuck that No roofing. Never again.” he sighed. The man wrapping an arm around her shoulder and walking her slowly though the parking lot. “Besides it’s all small jobs for me for the foreseeable future. I told you I got a new place, right? Well, it was my great aunts. The house my great grandpa gave her. She’s moving in with him to help take care since my great grandma died, and I guess being the oldest generationally speaking it’s all mine.”

\tThe two paused before a powder blue taros. Naqi leaning on the trunk and kneeing it a few times until the latch unstuck. She checked one more time to make sure that her big case full of minis was firmly in place and then slammed the trunk down again. “Wait, you mean the old farm house? The one way out in the sticks?”
\t“It wasn’t really a farm, Naqi. I mean he had that old forge, or tool shop, or whatever you’d call it. And I don’t think he raised more than a few goats and chickens.  But yeah. It’s all the same. Which is kinda the problem. It really needs an overhaul. You know that study where we used to screw around with legos when mom dumped us off on my Aunt Carol? Yeah, turns out the ceilings about to fall in thanks to some old rusted pipes. And man you should see that old basement.”

\tAs was so often the case, The big lug had managed to get Naqi smiling. She sighed softly and made her way over to the drivers door, fiddling with her junk-filled pockets to pick her keys from the blocks of dice and crumpled hand-scrawled notes.”

\t“I guess it makes sense.” She chuckled “I mean your aunt couldn’t really fix it up now could she? Plus you probably can’t sell it in that state.”

\t“Actually I was kinda thinking of keeping it.” Ry murred “It seems kinda, I donno, familiar. A good place to settle down and start a family. Know what I mean? Even if the property taxes may hurt a bit.”

\t“Wait, a family? You?” Naqi glanced back. She expected to be punked. The sincere smile she got was somehow both assuring and jarring at once. “You’re serious, aren’t you?”

\tHe nodded softly. Somehow though the leather bracers, the tattered jeans and heavy hand sewn trench coat, though the piercing and makeup, Naqi saw Ry as an adult for the first time. She brushed a few strands of her periwinkle-tipped hair form her face and just took the image in. Breathing in a nice hit of the fresh night air. She nodded, somehow the idea was something she never expected. Yet it felt reassuring in a way.

\t“Well, Whoever the lucky girl is I hope she knows just what kind of guy she’ll be getting.” Naqi grinned and turned to slip her key into the door. Fussing though the odd collection of tools that had consumed the key ring over the years. “You really deserve to be happy.”

\tThe last word rose in a sharp yelp, just before darkness consumed her world.
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\t“Ry? Ry! Where are you?” Naqi coughed and sputtered. Any attempt to scream came as more of a dry rasp to her parched throat. Or maybe it had been the past half hour of struggling and screaming.

\tAt least she assumed it had been a half hour. Whatever they’d drugged her with had put the poor doe in a painful twilight for god only knew how long.

\t“God fucking damn it.” Naqi muttered “When I get out of here you’ll all be sorry. If you don’t’ let me go right now I’ll call the cops.” The latest effort threw her into a coughing fit. Dank moist air gripping the fringes of her lungs causing her to struggle in another lung full of air. With her arms chained up behind her there was little the naked girl could do beyond falling back against the ratty old mattress that had been put in her small cement cell. A heavy wooden barn-style door the only feature to focus on while she tried to calm herself and gasp another breath of stale air.

\tShe finally managed to get herself righted again just as heavy footsteps started to ring though the hallway outside. Ice cold fear washed over the captured doe. She scrambled back to the corner of the room. The only corner she could reach with the short length of the chain. Gripping and tugging at the anchor point which seemed to be set deeply in the heavy concrete wall.

\t“Whoever you are, I’m warning you. If you don’t let me out ow, my friend will get the cops. Ry…”

\tHer words died in her throat. The blue-brown fur and oh so familiar face of her best friend filled her blurry view. The bear leaned up against the wall and shot her a small grin. His alexandrite eyes flashing over her nude form. Drinking it in without a care in the world.

\t“Ry, what the fuck?” Naqi gasped. She shot up to her feet and dashed towards the man. A short lived sprint thanks to the short chain that bound her. The Kangaroo rat toppled to her knee at the sudden stop, with only the timely intervention of Ry’s paw eepig her from toppling shoulder first into the dirt and concrete floor.

\tIt was a relief, then a horror Without word the bear kicked at her ankle with his boot tip. A small shove that put both knees flat on the hard stone floor. He then gripped her by the hair and looked down at her. His grin only growing wider. The ecstatic glee dancing in his eyes impossible to hide. “Good morning, sleepy head.” He chuckled “Sorry you didn’t sleep well.”

\t“Ry. What the fuck?” The doe muttered again. She tried to stand, only for her old friend to shove her back down on her knees. His form, never anything too big or scary, now towering over her. A simple implication that commanded all of her attention, and most of her fear

\t“Oh, Naqi, dearest. We really have so much to work on.” Ry sighed happily. “I wish I could say I know it will all go smoothly. But it won’t.” he all but moaned the words. Small laughs slipping from him as an eager quiver passed though him. “And really I think that’s for the best.”

\t“Damn it Ry. This isn’t fucking funny! You can’t just keep me down here like this. People are going to find out. People are going to miss me. They know you were with me last. There’s no way they’d let that go.” A loud slap filled the small room. Then quiet. A screaming quiet One that stilled the words on Naqi’s tongue and sucked the air out of the room. Out of her lungs.

\t“You hit me.” Naqi muttered

\tAnother smack followed. A sharp backhand. Followed by a firm paw wrapping around her neck. “I am so sick and god damn tired of this dirty little muzzle of yours.” Ry snapped. “All of this constant swearing. I expect more from you. You were never like this before. It needs to change.” Ry slowly leaned in closer. His body looming over the girl now. Suddenly leaving her so small and helpless before the formerly innocuous young man “You need to change.”

\t“Oh you can’t be se serious. What the fuck, Ry? You’re going to pull something like this because I started fucking swearing more? Do you have any idea how much trouble you’re in?”

\tThe question was cut off by another hard smack, and then a sudden jolted stop to her airflow. Both of Naqi’s paws went up to grip Ry’s wrist. Tugging at it. Digging her short nails as far into his flesh as they would go. She felt blood, yet he didn’t relent.

\t“This isn’t just about your swearing you worthless little realdoll. You really have no idea, do you? How long I’ve watched you fuck things up. How many chances I’ve given you. Waiting for you to find someone, something to make you better. Even if it wasn’t me. Although” The man offered a twisted smile and leaned in. Looking deeply into those tear filled eyes. “Deep down I always knew it would be me. Creepy as that may sound. Ever since Second Grade. I just knew who I was going to end up with.” Ry’s grip on her throat loosened. He allowed her a breath before another smack sent her to the floor. Face down on the ratty old mattress he’d put there for her. “Now tomorrow we’ll start the real training. But tonight. Oh tonight is going to be so very special.”

\t“What do you want from me?” Naqi sobbed. Her lower lip trembling. Her fire and rage replaced with terror and confusion as she struggled to blink the stars from her eyes.

\tIt came as quite the shock when his hand touched her again. His fingers gripping her firmly on the muzzle. Guiding her face up to meet his without letting her turn away once more. “I want you.” He said flatly. “You will be mine. My Slave. My rape toy, my fuck doll. A bowing, scraping, worshipful little supplicant. A twisted, shame-filled pervert to dote on my every fucked up fantasy. A companion, A mother to our cubs. One who will help me raise them up ‘right’. In short.” He murred hotly into her face. “My Wife.”

\tNaqi had no time to react That muzzle pushing firmly against hers. A firm hand moving to grip her thick hair and hold her in place while Ry’s tongue slipped past her muzzle. His own prying it open and forcing her to endure the savage, minty, musky kiss as his tongue explored every single inch of her mouth with slow determination. The woman screamed, she groaned, she struggled to shift her body in order to deliver a few good kicks towards her captor. A few stray ones landed, deflecting off of his gut and chest. Ry simply pushed her down hard onto the ratty little bed and deepened the kiss. Naqi now pinned hopelessly under him. Screaming into his mouth with tears streaming down her face.

\tThe kiss finally broke when Ry pulled himself back. A long string of saliva stretching between the. Naqi looked off to the side in shame. Her head still spinning from the assault. Unable to do more than worm and kick now with her one time friend slipping deftly between her legs.

\t“I’d almost be disappointed that I didn’t steal your first kiss just now. Except, we both know better don’t we?” The room filled with an ominous zip. Ry murred and ran his fingers along his captives cheek, making her flinch in the process. “You remember. The Freshman dance?“

\tNaqi felt something warm and slick pushing up against her folds. She cringed at the sensation. Especially as it slowly worked her growing moisture into her crotch fur. Rubbing and grinding freely. “You bastard.” She choked. She shut her eyes and bit her lip trying to will this nightmare away.

\t“You’ll learn, Naqi Learn to call me by my proper title. Learn to love your Master” he whispered the words sweetly into her ear Ry moving in to kiss her once more =. His tongue caressing hers even as a sudden jolt of pain ripped though the rodent woman forcing out another muffled scream.

\tThe burning sting was harsh and unimaginably sudden. Ry’s thick shaft wedging its way in about as far as Naqi had ever dared with her fingers He seemed to pay little attention to her screams of agony. No, it was more that he enjoyed them. Slowly rolling into her with rough yet shallow thrusts to savor every tear and tingle ripping though Naqis body.

\tThe pace was slow and deliberate. Each thrust firm. Each one inflicting a fresh jolt of pain as the last one began to subside. One of his hands holding her bound arms above her head as the other caressed and molested her breasts. Kneading them savagely in between the agonizing thrusts. Each one pushing deeper, spreading wider. Naqi screamed and hammered her heel into the crumbling old mattress. By the time Ry had finally hilted her, Naqi was barely aware of another sting and the sensation of blood from her heel. A numb dull throb that did nothing to mask the pain as the heavy body ravaged her. Rough. Deliberate. Each thrust drawing a new cry of pain. A new moan of pleasure.

\tWorst of all, the small scratches at the back of her brain Little twinges of unwanted pleasure. Teasing and tormenting the sobbing rodent as her body started to tremble and crumple in on itself. Quivering with relentless pain. Her tears staining her fur. She couldn’t’ scream. Even as Ry pulled back. The hot thick mess flooding her insides in spurt after spurt. A quivering moan-sob leaving her lips. One final humiliation.

\tThe man brushed his straw blonde hair out of his face and leaned in again. A disgustingly tender kiss tracing her cheek. “You’ll learn, Naqi. You’ll learn how lucky you are to have your Master.” He murred loudly and pulled himself off of the sobbing mess beneath him. Ry taking a few moments to slip a big blue ballgag between her bucked teeth and kiss her forehead one last time.

\tShe watched the bastard stroll out of the room, sliding the heavy wooden door in front of her makeshift cell. Then the buzzing old bulb went out. Leaving her trapped in still darkness.

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\tThere was something oddly familiar in the moments between sleep and waking. Cold dank air and the hum of dehumidifiers stirring up whisps of nostalgia in the dazed woman’s hazy twilight. It did little to balm her dreams. Confusing little flashes of events that didn‘t seem to match up. She lay with nothing to cover her and arms behind her back on a ratty old mattress that did little to protect her from the growing chill of fall.

\tWhatever Nightmares Naqi endured were quickly broken by a new one. A loud thud started her to the waking world again. Ry stood in the doorway. A grey laundry basket tucked between his arm and his hip, a massive grin on his face with the sickly yellow light of the basement hall flooding in a halo behind him.

\t“Have a good sleep, slut?” The words almost purred from Ry. Sweet, affectionate. Just as familiar as he‘d always been. The man Naqi thought she knew still there amidst the merciless monster who stood before her. “I admit, I‘m a bit sorry our first time wasn‘t quite as romantic as I wanted. Probably my fault. You know what they say about building up expectations though. I mean it‘s been what? Almost two decades? That‘s a long time for a guy to pine over someone. A really long time to plan all of this out.”

\tHe plopped the laundry basket down and plodded his way over. Even without the chains there was no way for Naqi to slip past Ry. The space far too small. His body blocked it all. Even if she could somehow slip past the chains there was no way to get though him yet. All she could do was wait and bide her time. Not that it meant she was just going to lay down for him. One good opening, one good kick was all Naqi needed to get him down. Maybe even knock him out and find the key.

\tThis little fact didn’t escape Ry. He was careful to move around her with a wide birth. Just a few steps and he was on her like a predator. His paw pushed down on Naqi’s chest. Mashing between her breasts while his free paw moved to stroke at the big thick blue ball gag now shoved under the cutely bucked teeth of her muzzle. Naqi started kicking, naturally. Her foot almost caught him in the eye the first time. She screamed loudly into the gag. One of the countless painful reminders of how helpless she was.

\tOnce the kicking had calmed down Ry pulled his paw back and undid the gag. His grin twisted ear to ear. He had her whole vulnerable body to play with, yet couldn’t pull his gaze away from her eyes.

“\t“Fitting.” The bear laughed. “It really suits you, Naqi. I as worried. You now you can’t return these things. Not after you use them anyways.”

\tYou… Ry, how could you? How the hell could you do something like that to me?” Ry’s paw squeezed her throat, cutting the words off. His face darkened and eyes grew wide carefully measuring each breath he permitted her to take.

\tThat control. That horrible power he held pressing in at her windpipe. Each breath was permitted only at his good graces. The normally dour man lighting up like Christmas morning watching her struggle and squirm before finally letting go for a moment. Letting her body repeat the cycle.

\t“You’re a pretty singer, and you’re all mine.” he murred “But You’ll need to be trained. You need to learn your pace. It’s for your own good. God that sounds cornier than I expected it would.” The bear stood back up and started to fuss with his belt. He gazed down ominously at the captive woman and licked his lips slowly.

\t“How cold you do this, Ry? y-you of all people? I thought I knew you. You know how fucked up this is don’t you?” Naqi slammed her mouth shut once the belt slipped off. If he planned to rape her again then she was going to make sure he at least had to work for it.

\t“A lot of things are fucked up.” He growled.

\t“I thought we were friends. The best friends. I even, I mean at the freshman dance…”

\tThe mans eyes narrowed. His fists tightened up and trembled as he dug his feet into the ground. “Yeah. I remember.”

\t“I tried. Y-you said, you said no.” She muttered.

\t“You remember why I said no?” He growled

\t“It was confusing. You just said it wouldn’t’ work. That you weren’t good for me.”

\t“I was giving you a chance. I figured you deserved better than what I am. Even back then. But you clearly fucked it up, didn’t you? So now I figure why not give us both what we want. What we need.”

\tShe watched carefully. Waiting to see how he’d move. Her mind now consumed with thoughts of slipping away. The unfamiliar sting of primitive flight responses slipping into the back of her brain. Thoughts slowly fading, except for the notion of escape.

\tThat focus left the poor girl utterly unprepared when the first harsh lash of the belt crashed down on her left shoulder blade. Five hard successive strokes knocked Naqi on her face in an instant. She could feel tears streaming onto the concrete and her back spasming from the white hot pain. So strong were both sensations that she barely noticed as he placed his foot down on the side of her face.

\t“First lesson, my love. I am Master. That is what you call me. You may call me Sir in public, and in some cases in private. But if you fail to address me properly” A sixth lash landed on Naqi’s now exposed ass. The tip of the belt managing to catch the understuffed rump with the force of a bullwhip. Screams and sobs echoed in the basement and rang in her ears.

\t“Fuck you.” Naqi choked. “G-get the hell off of me.”

\tAnother lash came down. This time striking against her unprotected folds. Naqi instantly shoved her long tail down over them, only to feel the burning throb of agony from the blow. “Rule two, slave. No swearing. Ever. I’m not going to have my one true love be some foul mouthed bitch who denigrates her own vocabulary.”

\t“Oh you have to be kidding me.” She grumbled “You’re crazy, Ryan. You need help! You can’t keep me here like this just because you have some fucked up little fantasy. You know this is wrong. I know you know it’s wrong.”

\tRy yanked her up by her hair and then delivered a harsh smack to knock Naqi back down. He growled loudly and narrowed his eyes. Slowly pacing around his captive. “I said don’t fucking swear” He snarled. “Not you. Not anymore. You’re going to learn to obey me, Naqi. Obey me, love me, worship me. If I’d done this years ago maybe you wouldn’t be suck a fucking wreck.”

\tThere was another sharp sting, this time in her already sore cunt. The awkward little kick doubled her over and left her gasping silently for help. Any thoughts of reasoning, pleading, even escaping, long since gone. Overwhelmed by simple terror and the hopes of making it out of this alive.

\t“You used to be such a good girl, Sweetheart. A good, kind, innocent lil straight A student. I don’t think you knew what to do with yourself after classes ended and you got out from under your damn folks.” Ry sighed. “So I’m going to give you what I was afraid to give you before. Structure.”

\tThe bear wasted no time in gripping her thick hair once more. Wrapping it around his hand like a leash until only the periwinkle tips were poking out. He then shoved her muzzle right up against the top of his foot.

\tThe sensation made Naqi balk, especially with the strong scent. Like he hadn’t worn socks in ages. Her nose wrinkling up at the thick musk pushed into her face.

\t“First is the greeting.” He murred. “Any time you greet me at home, or in front of friends who know better, or anywhere it’s not ‘unacceptable’. I’ll expect you to drop down, kiss the top of my foot like a reverent little cunt, and greet me with a nice little ‘welcome Master.’. Go on. Give it a try” he murred.

\tNaqi leaned in slowly. Still hesitant to say the least. Her eyes narrowed as she gazed up at him. She struggled to project every iota of hate she could though her growing sorrow and fear. What else could she do?

\tThe woman went in close before baring her bucked teeth and going in for a bite. Ry yanking her hair back and smacking her again for he trouble. It wasn’t as hard as it had been. But the sensation left her feeling sick to her stomach and light headed. It joined with all of the other pains now radiating though her body. He worn body finally relented. She put a small kiss on his foot. Barely more than a peck. Her disdain of the whole situation all too clear.

\t“Now what do you say?” He cooed.

\t“Never.” She whimpered. Her chest heaving “You’ll have to kill me, Ry. I’ll never say it.”

\t“And I’d never kill you, Naqi. I love you” He cooed. The bear slowly pet her cheek with his belt-hand. Running the smooth supple leather though her fur. Keeping control of her with the other gripping her hair even as he gave her the first real comfort she’d had since arriving. The Inuit woman hated herself for how easily he body melted at that small affection. Ryan leaned down and cooed into her ear, whispering softly “You will learn. You are mine.”

\tThat said Ry pulled her up to sitting again. He held the poor girl on her knees until he was sure that she would be stable, before starting to push and twist her around.

\tNaqi had little fight in her, and little choice to do anything beyond letting him have his way. He molded her tired body like a lump of clay. Back straight at a painful angle that was utterly wrong for a girl who spent so much of he life behind a computer screen. Her chest especially hut as the modest yet heavy B cups pulled on her, being thrust out to an absurd degree. He carefully pulled her knees apart, measuring them with the kind of precision he’d usually only show on the job site. Any twitch or attempt to get more comfortable simply caused Ry to spank her and move her back into place.

\tBy the time he was done her body was screaming. Yet there was little fight left for Naqi to resist. She simply held the position as best she could as he stepped back and examined her with a careful eye. No longer looking at his friend, if she could even consider them that anymore. Just another aesthetic object to be molded into proper shape. Which, to him, maybe she was.

\t“There. This is more or less how I want you to be when I say ‘kneel’. You’ll save yourself quite a bit of pain if you remember it, and practice it. Don’t worry though. This is just like school. You’ll be getting plenty of lessons. Every day. For a long, long time.”

\t“God d-g-gosh darn it, Ry.” Naqi whined. “Don’t do this.”

\tRy paid her little heed. He went to the laundry basket he’d bought in with him. Removing a pair of briefs from it he looked them over a minute and then back at her. He let her get a good long look, let her mind play with what he could be planning, before finally digging two other items out of the basket. One looking more like a bikini, though with metal in all the wrong places. Naqi had read enough fantasy and history to guess what it might be. Though the presence of the other object. A long, smooth blue shaft, made her wonder how this was all supposed to work.

\t“You were always into dragons, huh sweetheart Well I figured I had to get a few gifts to mark this occasion.” Ry chuckled and paced his way over, He held up the curved blue thing before her. Letting her look at the shaft that was unlike anything she’d ever seen. “I’m sure you have at least heard of Bad Dragon. I can’t imagine you’ve gone there though, no?”

\tShe blushed and shook her head hard. Naqi looked away as the blush took her cheek. Ry was quick to pull her head back into ‘position’.

\t“Don’t you look away from me, Naqi. Not now, not ever. This was a very special gift for you I went out of my way to mod it, Got a nice remote vibe and everything. Something to help you remember who and what you really are.”

\tThe poor rat doe had little time to question before feeling the shaft probing at her lips. She could feel them. Trembling, quivering, wet. Feel them cling and tremble while the odd toy was slowly pushed into her. Only able to mouth the word ‘no’ over and over as she struggled to wake from the nightmare.

\tIt felt so wrong. It wasn’t as big as Ry. Something Naqi had to admit she’d wondered about in her younger days, and now hated herself of knowing. But the curve and the do shape was all too apparent as it finally hilted in her. Joined moments later by the chastity belt as Ry fixed it over her. The belt dug into her fur and kept the toy firmly in place. Enough that Naqi struggled to stand, and was instantly shoved back down on her knees.

\t“Now now, stay in position, slut.” Ry cooed “We have quite a bit to work on. Quite a few things for you to learn. And you want an A don’t you? Now, open your muzzle.”

\tShe shook her head no. The belt in his hand creaked as he gripped it tight, and she reluctantly acquiesced. The thick, foul musk of the object melted on her tongue instantly. Naqi gagged and balked feeling his fingers slowly poking and prodding the foul fabric in. The taste, the smell. Bitter and primal and overwhelmingly foul in ways that made her sick. In ways that made her squirm. The sickly cloth sucking every drop of mositure from her mouth leaving the sticky stale taste and her own desperate uncomfortable aching as she tried to push it free.

\tShe struggled to tell herself it wasn’t there. It wasn’t real Her eyes dripping tears as the ballgag went on over the briefs. Ry simply stood there, belt in hand, waiting of her to drop out of position. His free hand reached in and withdrew a small remote. The grinning bear flicking it on.

\t“Now then, love. Lesson two.”

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\tEvery day when the door opened was a new shock for the rat doe. Ry had kept her in the chastity cage for what she guessed had to be weeks, triggering that remote vibrator whenever 'he thought of her'. Something said with a sickening affection every time he brought it up. He would change out his underwear on occasion, and sometimes use socks, or even a washcloth from his bathroom that he showered with. It got to the point where she was starting to glean subtle changes. the scent and taste long since seared into her mind.

\tCombined with the chastity and the beatings whenever she refused an order or failed to kneel or posture just right for him and her life had long since become a long string of nightmares both waking and in her sleep. Yet through it all, she was unbelievably horny. She had only been out of the belt now for a day or two, Ry deciding to be ‘merciful’ and give her a break. Mostly an excuse to fuck her. Each time ravaging her yearning body to orgasm. Just another way to heap on his humiliations.

\tToday it was worse, though. Today  when Ry opened the door he found his captive in the middle of the floor. Her hips raised and tail struggling to brush against her own thighs with the cuff and her arms in the way. The thick chain was wedged firmly between her pink folds. A nice long three inch strip in either direction slick and shiny with familiar fluids.

\t“Well well now, starting without me, are we?” Ry chuckled as he paced his way in. A flick outside of the door bringing the single old bulb above them to blinding life. “What was all that talk about how sick I am? Hmm?”

\tNaqi blushed furiously. She wanted to move. Wanted to run and hide. Not that there was anywhere to hide in the little cement box. Small tingles gnawed at her. The sudden intrusion making her all too aware of the cold twisted links of metal pressed against her sensitive folds. Of her small B cup chest as she heaved in breath after breath wincing at the way the cement ground into her nipples. Her body wanted more. It was a stupid, brainless, physiological scream that she hated herself for giving into even this one time. Or perhaps more than once. Who could say with the way her dreams were going.

\tThis time though, it was all too real, and the bastard was here to see it. Naqi’s stomach fell though the floor. She started to sob once more. Yet another low point on the ladder of her life.

\tRy paced around her slowly. He took a few laps, his eyes slithering around her fur and flesh with excruciating detail. When the rat doe did try to lift her head up. Defiant fire still burning though the tears in her cheeks. It made him smile oh so wide. He eagerly pushed his foot down on top of her head when she tried to raise it. Grinding it back into floor. “Oh, don’t you try to play coy now, my little doll. Am I to guess you’re playing hard to get now? Dirty little rat.” Ry finally pulled his foot away. The man hunching down and pulling the gag free of Naqi’s muzzle. He held it up to examine the shiny blue ball for any new teeth marks. Grinning to himself at the small bites and scratches.

\t“Well? What are you waiting for?” He growled. Pushing one of his feet out just below her field of view.

\tNaqi winced and looked away. Her eyes traced up the denim clad leg towards her former friends face. Part of her hoped to find some weakness. Some point she could bite or law, Just out of spite, just to show she wasn’t broken yet. Those thoughts died as she watched Ry slowly pulling his belt tongue from the loops and working to unfasten it. She quickly turned her face back to the floor and placed a kiss on the top of his foot with all of the practiced reverence she knew was required.

\t“Greetings…” She muttered softly before pulling back. Her rump pushed into the air a bit. There was no way to stop the oncoming blow. Well, no. There was one way. One oh so very simple means to protect herself. One she could have taken any day at any time.

\tThen again, Naqi would gladly take a thousand beatings before taking that path. Before calling that bastard ‘Master’

\tTwo heavy strikes landed. Both right next to each other left ass cheek. Naqi took them both while biting back on something that was slowly growing dangerously far from scream and close to moan.

\t“Lovely.” The man murred. “I keep forgetting how pretty your voice is. It’s almost a shame to keep you gagged up all the time.” He murred.

\t“Then don’t, d-darn it.” Naqi snapped. “You don’t have to make me keep that thing in my mouth anymore. You stopped using it to hold that… disgusting stuff in my mouth months ago.”

\tThe small chuckle she got in reply wasn’t exactly comforting for poor Naqi. Ry reached down and effortlessly yanked his victim back to her feet without a shred of concern for how the chain twisted and slapped between her thighs. His free paw wasted no time in gripping a paw full of breast flesh. Kneading it while he leaned in and murred into her ear. “Don’t worry, my love. I know my little doll has missed having a part of me so close. Even if its just dirty cloth. Mmm especially if it’s just dirty cloth.”

\tNaqi struggled once more in his grasp and rammed shoulder-first into Ry’s chest. He was never particularly toned or athletic. Even now coming off more lanky than anything. But to the small and already worn kangaroo rat it was like smashing into the walls. Chained or not there was no way she would be able to break free of him.

\tRy didn’t speak a word. He drank in the tears an whines while rolling his thumb over that raw pink nipple flesh watching his captive slowly swaying on her tiptoes. Another firm kiss and the feel of belt leather running along her nipple left Naqi unable to do more than struggle on her feet while Ry slowly drank in the telltale flickers of her growing arousal. “If you wanted to cum, little dolly, you should have just told me.” He cooed. His hands slowly gilding the belt around her neck now. Getting it in place with just enough slack to feel the metal buckle against her. Some horrible improvised choke-chain ready to make her heel at a moments notice.

\tWhen that was secure, Ry unlatched the  padlocks holding the cuffs to the wall chain and gave a firm tug on the belt to check the security of his captive. Once upon a time Naqi would have tried to take this chance to twist and pull away. The first time she’d almost chocked herself out. After the fifth it became clear she needed to find another opening and simply signed herself to following along.

\tNaqi’s coal room turned Cell was actually part of a larger basement. Something she’d learned the first time he led her up to the bathroom at the top of the stairs. Something sadly done most often with a blindfold over her face. This time there was no blindfold. Ry instead tugging her down the dark shadowy corridors into the large open area of the basement proper.

\tA simple flick of a light switch was all it took to reveal the true horror in store. The whole room was littered with all manner of contraptions Naqi had only seen in the occasional bad anime before. Large hunks of wood draped in chains and strange piles of pipes which had enough room to offer the menacing threat of holding one in place by their limbs with a few small adjustments. A large pegboard on the back wall filled with all manner of painful implements. Rods and clamps and big boxes of pins made with the same calm order Ry so often put into anything else.

\tIt failed to register with the doe that her stunned breathless silence was due in part to the tight grip the lead had on her. Ry holding the belt taught and tugging her along like an animal. By the time the dumbstruck rodent finally felt her feet moving again she as already being pulled into his arms. Held in a twisted mockery of a loving embrace with her back resting against his chest.

\t“See? It’s great to have space for things like this, huh? Way better than my apartment. Though we both know that’s no high bar.” The bear murred the words into her ear as he draped one arm around her shoulders. His other hand brushing along her tummy and pelvis. Fingers playfully drawing little tingles of pleasure. “I never really imagined that I’d actually get to have you here, dolly. Not really. I always wanted a space like this. But I figured this wasn’t something you’d ever want a part of.”

\tOne thick finger slipped slowly between her folds. Naqi winced and bit back a scream as it slowly dug its way in to those moist walls. Scrawny as they may be her legs were still rather strong. Strong enough to hold his hand mostly way from probing father. His bristly blue brown fur brushing against her already sensitive skin and fuzz. It didn’t matter. She felt the belt biting into her neck. The sudden heady wash of unwanted pleasure. Felt her own body betray her. The one finger was only half way in. Yet she dripped freely over it. The burning heat welling up inside of her pressed back against the warm probing digit so much nicer, so much more sensual than the cold chain that had been her only means of release before.

\tShe tried to tell herself that her legs gave out. That was why her thighs parted. That was why she slumped down against the belt. Her body finally giving out from emotional exhaustion. It was a lie. She knew it was a lie. Her body having betrayed her the same way Ry had.

\t“I’m going to hurt you.” Ry cooed lovingly into her ear. He guided her slowly into the open room. His finger still toying with her, his paw still clutching the belt firmly as they walked along. “Not because of punishment this time. No. I’m going to hurt you, and nothing will stop it. Not submission, not obedience. I’m going to hurt you because I want to. I’m going to hurt you because you need to be hurt. Because it’s what you deserve. Do you understand, sweetheart?”

\t“Gosh darn it, don’t call me that.” Naqi croaked the words though the belt as best she could. Her helpless body was led to one of those twisted wads of pipe. A welded nightmare with some kind of pillory at the top. A closer inspection showed a small plastic box at one end of the base, with wires coming and going from it. Two in particular tied to a golf cat battery.

\t“From now on this is going to be how we spend our time together. Molding you into a proper little painslut on top of all the beautiful self debasement we’ve been drilling into your pretty head. That sounds better than just sucking on my dirty socks all day, doesn’t it? Hoping Master will come down and fuck you. I’m sure it’s nicer than that nasty chain between your legs.” Ry smirked and leaned in slowly, rubbing his hands over her breasts “Though I’m sure I can find a few ways to let you hump a chain if you really want.”

\tThe pillory sat in line with Naqi’s chest. A pair of wooden beams with neck and hand holes, lovingly lacquered down in ebony with thick padding around the holes themselves. Ry uncuffed Naqi and slowly began to maneuver her body into place. He actually had to raise the pillory above her head in order to get it on. This left the full weight of the wood on her shoulders when he finally locked it in place. Despite her best efforts there was no way Naqi could jump high enough to unseat the bars connected to her bonds with the ones at the bottom of the rig. They were just too long. Nor could she kneel as Ry so often demanded of her. The best she could manage before the pipes bottomed out was a small squat that pushed and tugged at her wrists and her already agonize shoulders.

\tWhen Ry came back Naqi was quick to seek out the most comfortable position she could. If the man was going to keep her here and fuck her, she could at least make sure that she wasn’t holding up a heavy board or twisting her arms and spine.

\tHe didn’t bother with the pipes, though. There were sounds behind the horrible rig. Familiar metal pings and the sound of things scraping on concrete. The sound and all too familiar scent of Ry as he moved a few things just out of her view. Naqi nearly shot out of he skin as she felt something slipping over her face. Fortunately it was just her glasses. For once devoid of the perpetual smudges and prints she could never get clean.

\tMoments later Ry was groping and playing with her tender nethers once more. Something slimy and sticky being pressed into her thighs just inches from her cunt. Her heavy wooden restraint made it impossible to see ht he was doing, even as another pair of slimy sensations pressed into her stomach, and one graced the underside of each still sore breast.

\t“What are you doing?” Naqi growled “What’s all this gross stuff about? Haven’t you humiliated me enough Ry?”

\t“Oh never enough, love.” he murred “Not overall at least. For now I have, though. Now I think it’s your turn.” The bear growled the words loudly. So close that Naqi could feel them shaking her spine. Moments later her lat little ass was parted and another pair of slimy objects were placed down on it. Followed by more scraping. The now unmistakable sound of a shifting lawn chair.

\t“Stand up straight.” Ry ordered. Naqi did so. Her body was already stirring to listen to him before she could thin about it. It was rewarded with a loud click and a soft buzz. The buzz was wrong, uncomfortable. An unsettling electric hum that sent her on edge almost as much as her tormentors murring.

\tThen came the burn, then a sting. Slowly building pain surging though her body between each point where the sticky pads were connected. Before she knew it the burn grew to a hard jolt. The pain took Naqi’s legs from under her and left her hanging by he neck and wrists with the nested pipes making contact.

\tOnly then did the pain subside. The buzzing stopping and the burn subsiding.

\t“Good.” Ry murred. “it worked. I wouldn’t get to comfy though. That circuit is going to ramp up again unless a fresh contact is made. It won’t kill you, but it’ll hurt quite badly.”

\t“You ba- you monster.” Naqi sobbed “”you can’t make me do this. I’ll die. I can’t hold myself up like this forever. Let me out of here right now or else.”

\tThe threats simply made Ry chuckle. “A monster with great grandpas old workshop in the back. You know I get why my great aunt as ok giving this up, but it really was a steal. Just slots in perfectly with me, you know? I think we’ll really make it nice.” He cooed the words while stroking her side. His tone familiar. A settled lover speaking about life plans as if the whole nightmare was totally normal.

\tIt took less than a minute for the pain to start again. Naqi bit her lip and cast her now clear eyes towards the far wall. She had to find some way to endure this. She wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of breaking her. No more than he already had, at least. Her pale green-grey eyes trying to look over each impalement of horror closely and carefully. Studying the curves, the edges, anything she could in order to keep herself distracted before the jolt got too strong. All the while Ry simply stroked her side and murred loudly. He was quite content to let her stand there. Suffering and sobbing while her legs struggled to hold her up.

\tThey finally dipped a bit. Stopping as something thick, slicked and all too familiar pushed against her rear just as she ducked down.

\t“No…” Naqi whined softly.

\t“You have to learn, my little love.” Ry cooed. “Especially if you’re going to help teach it one day. Besides we both know your body has its own feelings about all of this.” Two fingers slowly scraped along her quivering lips. Teasing and tormenting the wet folds slowly. Bare caresses accumulating the musky essence of the trembling woman. Finally she could stand it no longer. Naqi’s legs giving out from under her. She screamed in agony as Ry’s thick shaft forced itself into her. No. As she forced herself down on it. Gravity and her ow weakness lodging the member half way up her virgin rump.

\tStings of agony radiated around it. Adding to the continued pain Naqi felt from the electrodes. Her own body unable to make itself go down far enough t o complete the circuit she simply half crouched on his shaft and wailed loudly while the burning and pain grew worse and worse.

\t“Good girl. Good little sexdoll.” Ry murred. His free paw once again wrapped into that thick dark hair and yanked down. Mercifully it was enough to complete the lead. Damningly it did so by almost hilting her. Naqi’s tight tail hole spread farther than she had ever imagined and her body screaming from the strain.

\tThat same pain had yet to even subside before a pair of musty fingers pushed themselves into her muzzle. Her own attest melting on her tongue made one point oh so agonizingly clear.

\tShe was getting off on this. There was no way to spin the facts. To deny, to obfusticate. Naqi could feel herself trembling helplessly as her hips slowly rose again. Prompted by the sudden pain. She wasn’t simply helpless anymore. No longer just a victim. She was now complicit in her own rape. A participant, and on some level a willing one.

\t“You’re quite a worthless little slut, aren’t you?” Ry growled.

\t“N-no. Stop it. Shut up.” Naqi yelped. Her response rewarded by a firm slap between the legs.

\t“Oh but you are. Nothing more than a walking talking blow up doll, in the end. You’re lucky I’ve kept such feelings for you, at least.”

\t“Shut up you.. Jerk.” The words quivered in her throat now. Heaved between ragged breaths.

\t“If I’m such a ‘jerk’, if’ I’m really so bad, then why is my little slut getting so wet? Why is she moaning like a two dollar whore? Why” Something firm and rubbery suddenly slipped over Naqi’s nipple. The puffy flesh burning in pain as it was pinched and twisted. She couldn’t see the jewelry pliers. Only feel the sharp crushing agony as Ry twisted and tugged her nipple.

\t“Ah! Oh, Oh Golly!” She slammed her eyes shut. This had to be a nightmare. Must have been a nightmare. There was no way it could be anything else. But it wasn’t. The moisture running along her thighs now told her it wasn’t. The way Ry kissed the back of her neck told her it wasn’t.

\tShe really was that worthless.

\tIt didn’t take long for the contraption to work its magic. Without having to control or manhandle her into place, Ry was free to stroke and caress every inch of Naqi’s slender body. His paws tracing though her fur casually one moment only to dig his claws in or wrench and kneed her breasts the next. The process repeated over and over again. Growing into a rhythm with each new jolt of pain. Though it all she was complicit. She was a part of this. Not once did Ry pull on her hips or coax her in any way. Naqi struggled to ignore the confusing mix of feelings running though her body. Maybe if she stood longer it would show she was still in control. It would deny him some simple satisfaction. She could stop. She could prove I was just Ry’s torture. She could wake from this nightmare.

\tThe theory stuck in her head while the pain burned though her. One skipped rhythm growing worse and worse by the second. Ry’s nimble fingers dancing over her body and caressing her tenderly. He had no reason to rush. He had time. All the time. All of the control. Naqi knew that. It had been that way since he dragged her here. Every second she struggled harder and harder to fight, and every second it hurt that much more. It hurt her. She was hurting herself, for his amusement. Tears flooded her eyes again. She struggled to find some way to win. Yet there was none. Hope was slipping though her fingers and god only knew how long she could hold on.

\tAt some point the slave to be had blacked out. Somewhere between the name calling and awkward ass fucking the whole thing had been too much for her. When Naqi woke, chained up to a heavy rack, she had sincerely hoped the last part had been a nightmare. Or that this was a nightmare. Something to help assure her I wasn’t real. The ball gag in her mouth suggested, thankfully, that it might be. Her bucked teeth grinding over the familiar rubber gave her a moments hope that her failure had all been another bad dream or shameful hallucination. God knew she’d had plenty of those being shut up in that cell.

\tIt wasn’t, though. The tingle in her legs told her it wasn’t. The small burn spots under her breast. The throbbing soreness of her butt. It was all to real, and Ry seemed quite pleased.

\t“Now then.” The young man murred. He had his back turned to her, fussing with something she couldn’t’ see. An odd burning hiss filed Naqis ears as she strained to catch sight of what he was doing. “I had wanted to save this until you’d finally said the words. As a reward. But I think, well, Collaring will be romantic enough, wont’ I? Besides. You did so well today. Fucking yourself on your master like that. I just knew you were the one for me. And you know me, I’m a big softy at heart.

\tHe turned to face her and Naqi’s heart fell to the floor. There, glowing bright at the end of a long metal rod, he held a hot glowing brand. Two letters, R and O, his own stylized initials, followed by a series of about five numbers. All in reverse.

\tRy grinned ear to ear and took a step forwards. Licking his muzzle eagerly. “Now hold still, little love. I want to make sure I get t his right.”

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\tChilling darkness had grown deeper in the past, weeks? Months? The windowless hell of her small cement and stone cage made it impossible to tell anymore. The small room was clearly intended to be a cold, black void. True that without the light switch at the nearby stairs Naqi was left without any light. But there was sound. The only thing to occupy her mind still.

\tUsually they were simple sounds. Heavy footfalls of Ry walking around on the floor above. His body wearing the old wood planks and the sturdy sub floor. She had long ago guessed that she was below the living room. Loud thundering bass from familiar games hit her ears regularly. His long and drawn out gaming sessions really the only thing that gave her any sense of the passage of time.

\tAt first it had been his visits. Every day he would come down to ‘train’ her. To use her. Heaping his twisted affections on her weary body. Each time he left Naqi would use the end of her heavy wrist cuffs to carve a new notch in the cement. Another marker. Another day. Something to help orient herself in her waking nightmare. Then one day she heard him gaming without first coming down to see her. It was a relief really. He still did the basic care she needed. She still ate, was still cleaned somewhat.

\tHe’d still test her on those stupid positions he insisted she keep learning. The only comfort to the whole thing was that she now got it well enough that she didn’t get punished each time. Sometimes he even came down to show her the messages he sent out on her behalf. That she was ’finding herself’ that she was ok, that she’d had enough and needed to stop making herself miserable or some other nonsense.

\tLies, naturally. But Ry knew her well enough to make the texts seem like her. Why shouldn’t he? He was supposed to be her best friend.

\tIt was hard to shake the feeling, though. That gnawing worry that this whole thing was another form of torture. Leaving her here. Alone. Helpless.

\tWorst of all, she cursed the way her body sprang to life at the sound of his approach. The sudden heat and moisture between her legs. Her already hard nipples aching as she perked up and gazed into the shards of light cast from the nearby stairwell. Just as it did this time as he slowly paced down the heavy wooden steps.

\t“Good morning, little love.” The bear laughed wickedly and gazed down at her slumped form. Light streaming in behind him. A pure, burning halo forcing the gagged kangaroo rat to turn her gaze and shudder.

\tRy slowly paced closer to her. His hand slipping down to cup her muzzle. He tilted it up carefully. Looking down at the tear streaked face. The heavy bags under her bloodshot green eyes as they tried to focus on him. On anything. Screaming for stimulation.

\t“You know, pet. You had me quite upset with you. A little cunt needs to learn her place after all. If you don’t realize how worthless you are then how will you be able to serve me properly? Have you even thought about how bad that could be?”

\tNaqi muttered something though the thick ballgag and looked away mournfully. She couldn’t’ fight anymore. Not like this. She didn’t have the energy. Didn’t have the stamina. All she had left was one small sliver of resolution. That she wasn’t going to let this monster that had once been her friend take her. She wouldn’t grovel before him no matter how it hurt.

\t“So are you ready to start the next phase of your training, little one?” Ry chuckled as he set a small toolbox down beside her. His hand graced the dirtied black plastic with an ominous affection as he slowly scraped his nails though the raised grid squares at the top. His other hand moved down slowly to tug at the painful mess of hair, fur and metal which had become the ball gags latch. The sphere slipped past those big bucked teeth silently. No scream. Not anymore.

\t“What are you going to do to me? Not done with your sick torture yet?” Naqi rasped softly. Her eyes looked up at Ry. Hollow and broken. The defiance almost all empty words with nothing to prop it up at this point. She was too weak. Or maybe it was just that he was too strong. She always thought he was too strong. Had she?

\tThe bear chuckled and leaned down as he stole a kiss from his quivering captive. His firm lips and warm musky scent washed over Naqi slowly. Shivering and swaying. She caught herself leaning into it. Into his warm chest and the soft flannel of his shirt. The whole thing turned her stomach. Every last shred of her will screamed to pull away. Bite, kick, scratch, anything. All that will. That weak, pathetic will, and only her tail thrashed a bit as she felt the embrace tighten further.

\t“I hate you.” Naqi sobbed silently into his shoulder.

\t“Your opinion really doesn’t matter though, does it slut?” Ry murred back. “You’re just a little sex toy. My little fuckdoll. My personal private onahole. That’s all you’re ever going to be. Jut some little toy to please me, to worship me. A little doll for me to breed”

\tNaqi could feel it. Feel his rough hands slowly moving over her tummy. Slowly raking his claws against her soft sensitive flesh. Tears finally formed as she pushed her thighs together and struggled not to moan. It was all Stockholm’s. All physiological. Just dopamine dumping into her brain at the physical contact and soft warmth and his strong, crushing scent. The poor woman barely even realized it as she took another set of shallow needy sniffs.

\tRy let this continue for a few moments more before finally shoving Naqi back on to the floor. He popped the lid off of the case and pulled free an oddly familiar bundle of black with blue LEDs and thin canvas straps. Without any glasses it was hard for Naqi to see just what he held in hand. Harder still when Ry got close and pressed his heavy work boot down hard on her soft moist sex.

\tEven worn as she was the pain hit like a freight rain and caused Naqi to slump back hard against the heavy cement wall. Her flat lil rump grinding into the dirt and stone below her while she was kicked and stomped rather mercilessly. She tried like hell to close her legs the second the boot pulled away. Her only reward a sift kick between them into her moist and aching sex. Naqi collapsed down and started to sob.

\tThat seemed to be the plan. Ry beginning to manhandle her around. Twisting her this way and that. Yanking her thick floppy ears between the head straps and slipping a pair of earbuds into them. Naqi knew right away just what had been stuck on her head no matter how hard she jostled and shook. Ry gripped her neck as she tried to throw her head back and squeezed it firmly. To her own horror Naqi found herself actually pushing against his palm. Feeling the fingers dig into fur and flesh. She had no idea why. Maybe an attempt to make it all stop. Or maybe, most likely, that was a lie.

\tWhen he finally finished manhandling her, Ry had managed to get the poor girls arms chained up over her head. Naqi now left hanging in the middle of the room. Away from the walls. Away from anything that would let her bash the stupid machine. Away from anything that would let her body rest.

\t“I want to make it clear.” Ry’s muffled voice almost cooed from behind her. “I’m not trying to replace our alone time. I know how much you like your Master training you personally. But I think we’re at the point where we can finally start shaping your head the way it should be. A nice long re-education process. Something to help chisel off all the baggage keeping MY Naqi down.” The words were growled. A nip on her ear driving them home.

\t“Please. Ry. Let me go. Y-you said you loved me.” The words were worn and hopeless. Broken up by heavy pauses and swallows as she tried to clear her parched throat. “You know you can’t make me love you like this. Whatever you’re doing. Whatever you’re planning it’s not-”

\t“Real?” Ry murred “Of course it is. The brain is the seat of the self. I want you, Naqi. Always wanted you. Wanted you as my property, my possession, my toy.” He ran his fingers along the brand in her pelvis. Tracing each and every one. “You belong to me. You will love me, and worship me. Because it’s the only reason you fucking exist”

\tFingers suddenly dipped between those folds. Naqi yelped as the fire in her loins slowly burned its way up her aching stomach and into her heaving chest. She danced to his touch with all the grace and style of some freshly bought harem girl. Moved only by the force of inevitability and her own crumbling body.

\tJust as she was about to hit the edge Naqi felt the fingers slip out and something else slipping in. A long smooth mass of rubberyness slowly parted her folds, followed by the familiar leather bite of a chastity belt. “I still think you need some time to think things over, little rodent. I hope you like this program. I’ve been whipping it up just for you. Remember when I was geeking out about the Rift coming out?”

\t“Slut”, “Dweebette” “Cock socket” “ugly little rat” “You should drink piss” “You love Master” “You worship Mater”. The filthy words bombarded her first. Horribly twisted sing-songs wriggling out from the phones into her ears as her eyes were bathed in a painful burst of blue light. When the daze passed Naqi could start to see things. Images. Horrible things. Some cute, white furred Japanese rat girl licking up the side of a urinal worshipfully. A few seconds of a purple haired girl choking herself while masturbating. A line of slaves kneeling in a row. All in perfect unison. Pierced and exposed and helpless. Each one with a bar code.

\tThe vile whispers in her ear and images before her eyes were relentless. Each one lasting just long enough to drift though her head before being replaced by another. Hammering her starved senses over and over again. It was so overwhelming that Naqi barely noticed the sudden sharp jolts of pleasure which accompanied each new image. A sudden reward that got stronger and sharper depending on just how bad the images were.

\t“You know I really spoil you. That vocaloid alone set me back way too much. Never mind the Vibease. But it’s just so hard not spoiling you.” A thick finger toyed and teased at her tail hole while the images continued. A girl in a Ravenclaw outfit, clearly meant to be moaning Mertyl, her body somewhat exposed as she used a wand on her own wet cunt. A pair of clearly reluctant traps being forced to make out with each other while a man watched. Their panty-clad shafts rubbing against each other. A pregnant woman. Her neck adorned only with a collar, her lips pushed down at the top of a mans foot. A look of serene reverence plastered on her beautiful, broken face. The word to accompany it whispered into her ear louder, more pronounced than the others. Demanding every shred of her attention.

\t“Breeding slaves for Master.” “Raise slaves for Master” “Toy exists for Master”

\tNaqi screamed out into her ballgag. Moisture dripping from the edges of the belt and rolling down her thighs shamefully. Not that it stopped. None of it stopped. Just one simple, brutal stream dragging her along with mechanical apathy towards her feelings.

\t“There, that should keep you entertained for a few days, pet. Oh, and don’t worry. It’s all very well organized.” Ry murred into her ear. The muffled words barely seeping though. “Just wait until it gets to my cub folder.”

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\t“I can’t believe you dragged me here.” Silver rolled his eyes as he glanced around the GameStop once more. A small nervous twitch shaking though the scrawny mole shifted from one overly thick strap-laced boot to the other as he tried his best not to look around.

\t“Well I need your advice.” Naqi sighed. “I’m not going to get upstaged this time and I need someone I trust to give some input.”

\t“All out is GameStop?” Silver spat. “What are you going to find in some decaying edifice of impulse capitalism and exploitation?“ His eyes darted though the thick bangs of dyed silver hair that the boy chose to take his name from. He shrank back into his big gaudy black pirate coat and lowered his eyes to the floor as he felt the eyes of the cashiers on him. “Sorry…”

\t“Will you stop riling the nice people?” Naqi muttered “If we go to any of the usual places we’ll get found out. Same if I try to get something sent to the house. I just need to find something absolutely perfect that will help make sure that… Oh! This looks great!” Naqi squealed as she snagged up a box and looked it over. Her eyes sparkling at the familiar red haired image on the front of the pack.

\tThe pair looked on at the box for a few moments. Silver opened his mouth to say something snide only to be stopped by a loud throat clearing cough from behind.”

\t“Hey, sorry but I figured I should help you out.” A rather lanky orange tabby leaned in between the two and looked the box with the figure in it over a few times. Scoffing and pulling himself back up. “You know if your boyfriend is a real gamer then odds are pretty good he’s not gonna be into this. Persona is kinda for noobs. If he wants something from a game then-”

\t“Whoa, wait. Hold up.” Naqi snapped. Her head snapped towards the rude interruption as she narrowed her eyes. “First of all. Who the heck says I am getting this for my boyfriend. Or that I have a boyfriend, or that I’m straight. You don’t know the first darn thing about me! Second, Futaba is Bae. Tied with Alphys and a few notches above Mei on the Bae scale. And third.” “ Naqi leaned closer, gritting her teeth, slowly backing the man towards the back wall. Her ear only barely twitching at the sound of the door opening again. Her focus laser-sharp on the mouthy cat. “Nocturne, and both digital devil saga games, on hard mode. So maybe don’t try to give me crap you gosh darn-”

\tAnother throat clear snapped her attention again. The green eyed rodent almost livid as she bristled. The sight before her knocking out any rage. She quickly ran into the blue-brown fur of the boy at the doorway. Naqi broke off from the feline and dashed into Ry’s arms. Wrapping her arms around his midsection and nuzzling close.

\t“T-that your boyfriend?” The feline boy asked as he tried to gain his footing again.

\t“Uh oh. I miss something?” Ry smirked.

\t“Nothing of importance, Sir.” Naqi sighed happily. Her head pushed against his chest. Her body all but melting in his arms.

\tSilver quickly pushed the box behind his back and looked between his friends and the tabby. Silently cursing the bad situation he seemed to have wander into.”

\t“Look, I uh. I should probably go.” The tabby muttered softly. “I think I kinda came off a little harsh and I should probably just-”

\t“Hey! Don’t look at me, pal. My girl knows how to take care of herself. Frankly whatever you said to her, she’s probably the one you’ll wanna apologize to.”

\tThe orange furred man quickly dashed out of the store leaving the last of his dignity behind. Along with a very content couple and one very uncomfortable mole.

\t“What are you doing here, sir?” Naqi murred gently as she rested against him.

\t“It’s the GameStop down the street. What, you think I have the patience to wait for shipping on games? You know me better than that.” A firm paw moved down slowly and gripped Naqi’s rump and giving it a rough squeeze. Unconcerned with the three sets of eyes watching.

\t“God damn, Naqi. Get a room.” Silver muttered “What did you do on that vacation of yours anyways?”

\t“I guess I found myself.” Naqi sighed softly “And I figured out where I really belong in life. What I really want.” She turned back to him and narrowed her eyes playfully “Speaking of which.” she muttered.

\tSilver slipped the box to her and nodded before walking over to the PS4 games. His eyes scanning though the racks with the kind of dull curiosity that only someone seeking to avoid a social situation could manage.

\t“You’re friend is weird.” Ry chuckled.

\t“And we’re not, Master?” Naqi chirped. She blushed as she looked up at him. Blushing and biting her lip. Her ears falling back submissively and her legs struggling to stay straight. “He’s kinda cute though, right?”

\tRy shifted his eyes over and glanced along the scrawny boy and those quaint skinny jeans that outlined his rump. The man unable to help but lick his chops. “Yeah, true. We may have to do something about that, huh?” he muttered.

\t“Just say the word, Master.” With his attention turned, Naqi pulled a small grey oval of plastic out of her pocket. She dared one last glance at the bright blue plus sign before deftly slipping it in to the box. Just hidden enough to ensure it would not be found before it was opened. “This toy exists to please you.”

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