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Anyways, no sex in this one but some BDSM and quite a bit of character building. I forgot that Siv hasn't gotten enough love yet so I fixed it. or at least I've started to.

Hope you enjoy!", "writing": "By Right: Settling\n\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\tOne beauty of a sleep regulator was just how easy it was to keep things on schedule. It would be three hours still before Mistress woke for her morning calisthenics and Siv planned to be in those strong arms again before Runa even noticed the bunny had slipped out. \n\n\tSince they'd arrived back, however, Siv had found this job to be that much harder. She stood dressed and freshly scrubbed atop the main stairway of the suite's entrance hall. A sharp rigid spike set amid the ancient rosewood and marble which adorned her childhood home.\n\n\tShe surveyed the landing below the way dozens of interchangeable maids and nannies had before. The whole room, the whole suite, rang with the echoes of chases and roughhousing. Of smashed decorations and skinned knees.\n\n\tThose echoes blended with the sound of fresh footfalls coming out from the left hallway. Eleanor plodding her way out to the bottom of the stairs as quickly as her stubby legs would carry her. The badger girl barely stopped on both feet as the momentum of her slow run almost pulled her muzzle first into the ground. \n\n\tThe two maids came in while Eleanor still fumbled with herself. Both fox bois rushed out into the hall yet each one was struggling to break the near unison of movement that had been built up as they moved along.\n\n\tSiv began to plod her way slowly down the staircase. She fixed all three in her gaze and watched them all fidget as they struggled to cover all manner of imagined flaws which would be grounds for some horrible punishment. A thrillingly adorable little display which abruptly ended the second her sharp yet sensible stiletto heel made contact with the bottom step.\n\n\t``Well now, this really won't do.'' Siv sighed. ``Our lady thane has a staff dozens of times bigger than you simply to keep her own house in order, and they would have been ready and waiting long before someone of my importance even made their way out for inspection.'' \n\n\tNao and Kyo both looked uncomfortable as ever in their maid uniforms. The tethering had gone well it seemed. Small twists and fudges kept up in mirrored unison. She tilted Kyo's chin up slowly and looked down into his pretty green eyes. Small tears fluttering in those orbs while the blue haired boy tried to glance at his pink haired counterpart for some form of comfort.\n\n\t``No, pretty one. Eyes up.'' Siv growled ``Those sweet little almond eyes aren't your own, Kyo. Nothing about our pretty kits is.'' She scratched gently at his muzzle. The boys brother instantly let out a surprised yelp. It was a predictable reaction, as was the churring Nao struggled to suppress afterwards. His flat little chest heaving almost in time with the heart beat. ``That's why your kind is so pretty and weak after all. You know that, don't you Kyo?'' Siv purred the words with all the care and affection of a sweet older sister. Her fingers danced deftly though the bright orange fur. ``Mistress did you both such a kindness, taking you in like that. Even if we'd left you untouched a couple of pretty little Asian faggot bois like you would have never been able to be real men. And I doubt those in your colony would have taken such deviancy well.''\n\n\t``W-we aren't.'' Kyo muttered. He'd been the stronger one of late. The one struggling so much harder to resist. His eyes went wide when Siv's paw made its way between his legs. Agony splitting though his abdomen as she squeezed nice and hard. Naturally that pain was a pail mirror of what now hit Nao. The pink haired maid boi doubling over at the phantom agony. Knees knocked in and feet far apart as he gripped fruitlessly against his skirt trying to brush away an agony which wasn't really there.\n\n\t``Stop it, please miss Siv!'' Kyo yelped ``Don't hurt him please. Nao is a good boy. Please I'll be good!''\n\n\t``Well.'' Siv muttered softly ``I suppose you could at least start by thanking me.''\n\n\t``T-thank you, Miss Siv.'' Kyo muttered\n\n\t``Thank me for what?'' She tensed her paw again and leaned over Kyo, nearly looming.\n\n\t``For showing little Jap boys like us that we're just naturally little faggies'' Kyo choked on his sob and pushed himself into his brother struggling to offer what comfort he could. The two boys quickly began to nuzzle at each other hard. They mewled and howled. Protesting the inferiority of their species, of their ethnicity, of each other. Vile little phrases whispered into their heads every night now parroted in a desperate bid to make the pain and abuse stop.\n\n\tSiv allowed them a moment of this. Watched with delight at the delicious mix of runny mascara and perfumed shame that was still so easy to draw from the pair. Once they'd gotten just enough comfort in the embrace of their respective twins Siv snapped her fingers, calling the two back to attention. A quick and clumsy action that made it oh so hard not to giggle.\n\n\t``When your duties are done for the day, the two of you may wait for me in the main dungeon. I think we need a refresher on your purpose here, my lovlies.'' She tussed the two boys' hair and paced her way to Eleanor. The badger girl looking far more suitable and proper than the two slaves under her. \n\n\tThere was still so much hidden in the eyes of the badger girl. So many little twitches and twists of rage and hate hovering under the calm mask she'd forged in her time learning under Siv. Small markers still betrayed problems. No matter how smart the girl was it was impossible to hide it all. Not that Siv said anything. Not yet.\n\n\tThe bunny woman reached her fingers down and ran one slowly along a few loose strands of chestnut brown headfur hanging loose from the badger cub's face. She tucked the small tress neatly behind Eleanor's ear and pressed the girls glasses up her muzzle. Grin growing oh so wide. ``Alright, little kits You may go begin your chores now.'' Siv cooed. Both of the foxes dashing out of sight as fast as their legs could carry them..\n\n\tEleanor didn't join them. She made no move to escape. Nothing more than a fearful little twitch at the corner of her eye indicating her distress. \n\n\tA quick snap from Siv shot the girl to a rail-straight attention. Siv licked her lips oh so slowly and nodded her approval before pacing around the young badger.\n\n\t``Is something wrong, girl?'' Siv muttered tersely.\n\n\t``No, Ma'am.'' Eleanor whined.\n\n\t``Are you sure? You seemed rather upset when I scolded the boys. In fact you've been quite upset lately, even for you. Is there something on your mind, my pudgy little helper?''\n\n\tEleanor cringed and took a step back. When she returned to that attention it was far weaker. Rehearsed confidence and strength quickly broken after the deft mix of tenderness and abuse.\n\n\t``Well, Miss Siv, I don't think you needed to call them so many bad things. It's bad enough you guys made them be gay, that I have to help make them little fags. But there's nothing wrong with being of Japanese ancestry.'' Eleanor swallowed hard. Siv could see the girl struggling for the most diplomatic words. The bunny responded by tapping her foot jolting that train of thought away and leaving Eleanor to clutch at stray thoughts.\n\n\t``So you don't think those pretty Asian features make for perfect trophies? So slender and soft. Easily made into lovely little dolls. I know Mistress in particular has a fondness for them. It's part of why I think I may be focusing on free girls from Third Sun when we staff properly. She does deserve to feel like the conqueror she is when at rest. Don't you agree?''\n\n\tThe mere mention of Runa had lit a flame under Eleanor's cheek fur. Hate and revulsion blended with an awkward schoolgirl crush gnawing into the back of her mind. ``But that's just racist, isn't it? And mean. A-and those poor boys hate themselves enough. And what do you mean staff? Isn't that why you took us all from the orphanage?''\n\n\tThe questions were met with a firm backhanded smack. No warning, no shift in Siv's face. Nothing more than a smile meeting the corner of her muzzle before her left hand reared back and crashed though the unsuspecting young teen's defenses causing her to stagger and stumble. Eleanor slowly pulled herself back up to her feet and resumed the position she'd had only a moment ago. Her chin up a bit higher. She did her best to hide the tears in her eyes and held back the torrent of sobs threatening to burst though once more.\n\n\tSiv's other hand moved to the same spot she had hit. Tenderly stroking away a tear with her thumb and gracing the stinging cheek with surprising tenderness. ``You really are a stupid little girl, aren't you?'' She cooed almost lovingly ``There is no way those two little foxes could ever attend Mistress no matter how sweet they are. They'd never get a moments sleep and even then there is no time to keep everything clean and safe is there?''\n\n\t``Then, why? Why did you...''\n\n\t``It's not your place to know, you dumpy little cunt.'' Siv practically purred the words. Sweet and gentle as could be. Her lips pressing softly into Eleanor's forehead as she began to fix the girls hair with all the care and consideration of a loving older sister. ``What matters is why we took you, and what we can make of you. I cannot run Mistress' household on my own. Not once it has a proper compliment of staff. Someone must manage it with me. Someone I can trust. Someone who understands her place. That she is nothing more than a doll for our glorious lady. We all are. As we should be.''\n\n\t``I never asked for this.'' Eleanor winkled her nose bitterly and tried to look away. Yet even still she leaned in towards Siv as much as she dared. The bunny doing her one better by pulling the girl in close. ``none of us did.''\n\n\t``Your opinion doesn't matter, silly girl. It never did. The gods clearly meant for those two little swishy bois to be the first two playthings in Mistress' stable. Just as they clearly decided some dumpy, weak willed, hopeless little masochist badger sow would never do any better than hating herself for getting off on the idea of being Mistress' personal punching bag and helping break other helpless little toys the way she was broken.''\n\n\t``You know about that?'' Eleanor slapped her hand over her muzzle. She looked wide eyed at Siv and backed her way towards the wall, nearly fumbling over a solid oak stand and knocking into some random bit of statuary, only barely able to save it at the last moment with both hands and one foot acting in near unison. An ct which sent her fumbling to the floor on her rump.\n\n\t``Once or twice.'' Siv Lied ``I've heard you while you enjoyed yourself. I mean you are a rather loud girl. And I know you've indulged in the idea of breaking some cute boy for Mistress at least once in your own lonely little nightly jill-off sessions. Am I right?''\n\n\t``S-shut up.'' Eleanor managed to mutter. She slowly pulled herself up and placed the statue back where it belonged. Her eyes falling on Siv and quickly moving down to the floor before the bunny. As close to meeting those eyes as she dared.\n\n\t``I don't think the problem is what I tell the boys, is it? After all I've had you call them such names before. Even if I don't think you ever meant it. `Fag' or `slant' were just things you had to include, yes? Things that felt so wrong coming out of your little muzzle.'' Siv paced her way slowly towards Eleanor. As before her paw stroked the teens cheek. Unlike before it then wrapped around her throat Clutching just hard enough to allow her to breath. But only with considerable effort.\n\n\t``Everyone is inferior to Mistress, little one. It's your job to make them realize it. Make them internalize it. Plenty of people Mistress deals with will be Asian, or African, or have any number of other ethnicities in their background be it Terran-born or otherwise. Such guests will naturally get the respect they deserve. Unless they do something to violate Mistress' trust. Anyone who does that is naturally unworthy of her attention. But for the rest.'' Siv squeezed just a bit harder. Letting it hover on the border of erotic and terrifying. ``I'm just a dumb little bunny dolly with a hair-trigger cock and too much libido even by thumper standards. And you're a fat little dweeb of a badger who has, at least twice, jilled off her sloppy little cunny to her own reflection and screamed out Mistress Runa's name at climax. We are not people, and you will do well to get that into your silly little brain. Since it's clear your cunt already understands. Do I make myself clear, girl?'' Siv growled the word playfully and tilted Eleanor's chin up with pressure to her neck. The hall deafeningly quiet save for the occasional choking sob from the helpless badger.\n\n\tFinally Eleanor nodded. She felt the paw fall from her throat and returned to the sensible flats that she'd slowly gotten used to during her time in service to Lady Runa. She watched as Si turned and began to pace her way back up the stairs. The golden furred bunny's tail twitching frantically and the hint of a rather intimidating bulge tugging at her skirt.\n\n\t``By the way. When I'm done with the twins, I'll expect you to show up for your own lessons in the dungeon, dear.'' Siv chirped cordially ``We have far more to cover than I think you realize.''\n\n--------------------\n\n\tThe air hung heavy in the smart little study. A pair of squirrels, a graying old man and his spry young daughter, darted and dashed gingerly around a small wooden podium. Each one carefully tracing simple hand scanners over the lithe, toned body of the slowly seething wolf woman who stood upon it. \n\n\tThe setup left the study a mess of cloth bolts and simple tools. Far more fanfare and fuss than the suites normally saw. At one corner of the room sat Siv. Her body splayed into a heavy wooden chair as she used a high quality holoprojector to show off some of the concept art she and Runa had gotten from the weapon smith that morning.\n\n\tRuna snarled from her place on the podium. Struggling to stand still and occasionally barking out small orders to the bunny. Looking for all the world like the mighty Fenrir upon being first bound by the gods.\n\n\tSiv was rather proud of herself with this. The Van Houtens, a father and daughter team, were among the best traditional tailors on the station. She'd been keeping on them for months in the hopes of ensuring that her Mistress got a proper suit. They were in demand months in advance, sometimes years should the person not be important enough. That alone was a hard get, though considering the client Siv found that part easy. No, the bunny gloated to herself as she flipped to a meter long wood-clad hilt with an overly ornate emitter, because she had finally found a way to get her beloved Mistress to hold still long enough for the Van Houtens to do their work.\n\n\t``What cut would you like today, My lady?'' the older of the two asked. The man kept remarkable composure in his voice, considering the state of his expression. Something his young daughter seemed to struggle with.\n\n\t``Mistress will have an Olympus cut.'' Siv noted curtly.\n\n\t``The Hell I will.'' Runa spat. ``It's bad enough I have to be in one of these things. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that would be?''\n\n\t``It's in style, Mistress. Most executives favor it for less formal proceedings.''\n\n\tThe wolfess snorted in reply and tossed her hair to one side so that the smaller squirrel could easily measure her shoulder. The small ceramic grating of fang on fang barely audible to the two nearby tailors. ``Well then they can go live on Mars if they like it so much. I for one don't particularly feel like having my guts crushed because a few red-dirters want to show off how primed their pecs are. I'll take a slim cut.'' The tone offered no room for negotiation.\n\n\t``Well regardless you'll likely need it done before you leave. We have to smooth things over with the investors again, and you will be hosting a small formal gathering. I've taken the liberty of renting out a floor of rooms at the Foundrystone. The guest list is ready for your approval and I've set a lottery for the caterers. Whoever wins will have quite the opportunity on their hands.''\n\n\t``Freya's pelt, we've already been here too long as it is. All of that will take at least another week or two before it's all set up. I was hoping to be back to work by then.''\n\n\t``Oh, that.'' Dour as her tone was the smile crossing Siv's lips simply refused to hide. Big blue eyes flashing bemused at her owner as she struggled and clawed for any strand of internal composure remaining. ``Well if it's any consolation, Mistress, we have some time anyways. Your mother has informed me that the Hierophant will need at least another month to finish refit and shakedown.''\n\n\t``The hierophant?'' Runa scoffed ``What does that have to do with anything?\n\n\t``It's to accompany us back, Mistress. And then it's to supplement our security until further notice. Defensive batteries underwent testing on Wednesday and the engines are being heavily modified so that we won't have to wait so long should another emergency situation arise.''\n\n\tThe room fell silent once more. Both tailors all too grateful that they could back slowly out of the wolf woman's notice as she gazed down at her utterly unfazed slave. The simple cotton cutout which rested on her shoulders fell flatly to the ground as Runa plodded forwards and towered over her little toy.\n\n\t``And why, exactly, did you decide to make such a request, little Siv?''\n\n\t``I didn't.'' Siv chirped softly. She drank in the jagged rage dwelling behind her owners gaze. Beaming like a dandelion in the glow of that oncoming storm nearly shivering with anticipation. ``Much as I would like to take credit, it was your mothers idea. She has decided, if I may paraphrase, that `if you want to go around playing tin soldier all the time you may as well have a flagship to play in.'' Siv bit back a snicker and gently took the wolfs paw in her own, giving it a tender kiss on the back knuckles before looking up eagerly. ``I confess I cleaned it up a little bit. I assumed the news would put you in foul enough humors as it was.''\n\n\tThe whole room flinched at once when that freshly kissed paw pulled back. Trembling in midair with the back knuckles aimed squarely at Siv's face. Both squirrels looked away in primal terror, neither one sure what may happen, the elder Van Houten clutching his daughter tight ready to shelter her from what was sure to be a ghastly scene. Yet the sound never came. The loud, heavy, inevitable thud was nowhere to be found. Instead the pair looked up to see the wolf kissing her slave deeply, gripping that soft white underfur with a trembling paw.\n\n\tWhen the kiss broke Runa made her way back to the podium without a word. She picked up the fabric cut, dusted it off, and offered a small nod to the pair of craftsmen now huddled in one corner. It was apologetic, if anything the massive woman did could ever be considered so. Enough reassurance though the fear that the pair began to make their way towards her again. The younger Van Houten even muttering a timid and out of place `thank you' before resuming her measuring.\n\n\t``all I can say.'' Runa finally muttered once the pair had resumed their work. ``Is that I hope Taya returns from her little expedition soon. If I must be babysat while I work then at the very least I should be sure no return trips are needed.''\n\n\t``I suppose, Mistress. Though you may have to regardless. You have a visitor coming to attend our party.''\n\n\t``Another kiss-up `investor' looking to get in my good graces?'' Runa scoffed. ``So what?''\n\n\t``Not quite. Though the description may be apt.'' Siv giggled. ``It's another suitor, actually. First one of the new year, in fact. Lucky us.''\n\n\t``Good gods. Not again.'' Runa lifted her arm up allowing the tailors to slowly and carefully adjust a sheet of fabric around it, pinning a near perfect sleeve to run along the line and contour of her arm. ``Why can't they just go and bother Ilka? She's not doing anything productive.'' Runa growled. ``Ok, who is it and how badly do I have to scare their parents? Or is this another middle age moron thinking I just need a good man to `tame' me?''\n\n\t``Worse.'' Siv muttered. ``This one you can't scare off.:\n\n\t``Try me.'' Runa flexed her arm, then winced as a set of pins poked and prodded into it. Glancing down and shaking the limb a few times. ``Ow, why did I do that?''\n\n\tSiv nodded and waved up an image of a rather refined, reserved looking chipmunk girl. Heavy freckles and sharp blue eyes, sitting in a classical light box pose with a shimmering tiara and flowing white-pink dress. ``Lady Runa, Princess Emily Cora Danielle Bran would like to officially make her interest in you known.''\n\n\t``Princess Bran?'' Runa muttered. ``Tristan's gawky little brat of a kid sister. You mean that twerp is my newest suitor?''\n\n\tThe grin returned full force to Siv as she finally let the giggle-fit she'd been holding in burst out from her in one heavy clumsy mix of snorts and laughs. Loyal as she was, devoted as she was, even with Runa being the true center of the little bunny's reality, the raw unadulterated schadenfreude was simply too delectable to pass up.''\n\n\tRuna simply let out a small sigh and let her eyes slip tight shut.\n\n\t``Well. Fack.''\n\n--------------------\n\n\t``Do we really have to do this?'' Bi tried her best to fight off the growing motion sickness that assaulted her stomach. She sat at one end of the limo's back compartment with Siv at the other, the bunny somehow able to flip her way though an AR document without any signs of distress, which only irritated her more.\n\n\t``What? Go out? I told you, we need to work on your recovery.''\n\n\t``Yeah, you said that.'' Bi muttered ``But I don't know why we have to go out to do that. Mistress has that gym with all those gadgets after all. At least one of them will help somehow.''\n\n\t``Like the weight set? You know you almost ripped your wound open trying to figure that one out, sister.''\n\n\tBi didn't particularly care for it when Siv called her `sister'. Hell she had dozens of different gripes she could bring up at the moment. The way the skin around her new implant itched. The way her quick-printed tracksuit seemed to squeeze and pinch in all the wrong places. The car jolting every time it came across a seam in the road yet the merc in the drivers seat and the bunny woman were both oblivious to it, leaving Bi to shift and struggle with ever growing nausea.\n\n\tSiv really hadn't paid too much attention to Bi's physical discomfort. By the time the driver stopped it looked as if the tigress would collapse over on herself. Indeed it took everything the bunny had to help muscle the much larger tiger girl out of the car and out into the fresh air. Siv pulling herself half way out of the car and bracing while offering her arms to Bi, who proceeded to twist and flail herself around, finally stumbling out and into the large open field on shaky legs.\n\n\t``So, is this it?'' Bi muttered softly. She leaned more heavily than she wished on Siv while the two plodded out onto the fresh blue-green grass. She coughed and gagged hard, quickly rushing over to one side of the walkway with one hand pressing on to a trash can. Both Siv and the driver watched the poor woman struggling over the bright blue colored container several seconds over before finally collapsing onto the plastecrete paving stone. The sound of jean shorts on plastic causing all parties present to wince.\n\n\t``Jeeze, are you ok?'' Siv walked up slowly, more in the hopes of avoiding it should Be's stomach still pose a threat.\n\n\tBi nodded and pulled herself up by the side of the can. She glanced down at her jeans, one of the already too-small back pockets torn off and hanging by part of a single stitch. She yelped when Siv quickly snatched the errant pocket free and stuffed it into her own. The action shocking, though not nearly as shocking as it was a moment later when she felt the bunny's fingers slip into the small hole in the actual denim torn by the fall, rubbing and stroking at some of the soft orange and black fur left exposed.\n\n\t``Will you quit that.'' Bi muttered stumbling a few steps back. Her cheeks on fire.\n\n\t``Oh come on, sister. It's hard to help myself around a butt like that.''\n\n\tBi scowled and stuck her tongue out. She rocked back on the heels of her sneakers and glanced around the large artificial field as she rubbed her arm nervously. ``So, what. You want me to run around here? I mean, it's not really that much different than a treadmill is it?''\n\n\tSiv shook her head and grabbed Bi by the elbow. The two moving slowly down the path. She glanced back to signal the driver off and then turned her eyes up to Bi once more. ``Walk, not run. I told you before, you're trying way too hard way too fast. It's not healthy. Your body still needs time to get used to the new chrome. Right now you're likely getting tons of wonky feedback from your legs, right?''\n\n\t``A little, yeah. I mean it's not too much I guess. But it feels like the ground is wavy and uneven. Which feels kind of stupid to say considering I'm on a processed slab in some high end park.''\n\n\tAs if to test her own statement Bi stopped a moment and pressed the ball of her foot down on top of the paving slab before her. She ran her shoe slowly along the seam where it met with the next one. Shivering and wincing with displeasure when the tip of her shoe deflected ever so slightly from the gap and angled upwards.\n\n\t``Careful now. Yeah, that's the implant alright. Your brain has to get used to all the new sensory information the way it was with your legs before. Here, one sec.''\n\n\tSiv let go of Bi and darted her hand into her purse. She rummaged around though the various pockets and pouches lining the simple black and copper exterior before finally withdrawing a small garish plastic case with a thumb button taking up one side of the top.\n\n\tBi looked the small offering over for a moment, flipped it to the other side, then pressed down the button and popped three of the candies inside. She gave them one good crunch before swallowing and offering the pack back to Siv.\n\n\t``Keep it. I printed them up before we left. Figured you might need them.''\n\n\t``So, wait, why didn't you give them to me in the car, then?''\n\n\t``I didn't know you were sick?'' Siv shrugged.\n\n\t``I just about fell over!'' Bi snapped.\n\n\t``Well I guess I was kidna, sorta, doing work. It wasn't a long drive. I'm sorry. Honest.'' The apology was punctuated by Siv grabbing hold of Bi's elbow again. Somehow the yellow-furred bunny managed to both hang off of and support the taller girl as they both continued their walk down the path. Neither one speaking as they passed by small plots of Blackberry and Juniper bushes ringed with tulips and gorse beds. The slow careful pacing from Bi matched with half-steps from Siv as the bunny hummed along happily.\n\n\t``Hey, Siv?''\n\n\t``Mmm yeah?'' Siv chirped softly.\n\n\t``Well, you still haven't really told me where we are walking to.''\n\n\t``What do you mean?'' Siv looked up and wrinkled her muzzle to let her glasses fall back on her head ``I told you, we're walking.''\n\n\t``Yeah but I thought you said this was supposed to be therapy.''\n\n\t``It is. I told you that the implant needs time to adjust. It's not like you just got a sprain or something. Didn't anyone ever tell you that healing takes time?''\n\n\t``Not really'' The tigress paused for a moment and glanced up to an oak grove sitting off to one side of the park. The outline of a few buildings hovering above the tree line, and then far above them the dome itself shining moon and starlight down though the massive clear plates and silver scaffolding. ``Back at the Orphanage I was the oldest, so it was more just `get your lazy ass up and get to work'. Miss Hargrove needed me to keep a close eye on all the other kids.'' \n\n\t``So, what, you had to step in and be on her side \n\nBi fell silent. Her chest heaving in the odd air of the station. A mix of flowers and plastic and machine oil rolling around with that languid pre processed smell. She took a few steps forwards and shook her arm free of Siv's grasp, walking in a few steps more. ``Hey, Siv?'' Bi muttered gently. ``Why did she do it?''\n\n\t``Do what? Who do you mean?'' Siv asked\n\n\t``Her. Mistress. Runa.'' The tiger's tone had grown flat and heavy all of the sudden. Her feet shifting uncomfortably on what should have been a smooth surface. ``She came in, ripped up the towns defenses, and took us. Not even to sell. Just... snatched us up. Then screwed with our heads. Hell most of us were just orphans. It makes no sense. Couldn't she just stay here and buy up some things to do what we do now?''\n\n\tBi started to walk forwards. She didn't notice Siv staying behind. Didn't seem to notice anything really. Her feet dragging slowly along the pavement.\n\n\t``You really resent her for it?'' Siv asked\n\n\t``Shouldn't I?'' Bi muttered. It didn't really sound like a statement. There was genuine confusion in her eyes as she looked back. The tigress clenching and unclenching her claws into her palms with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. ``She took me. She took us. She came along and found some kids and decided to make us her playthings. Anyone should hate her. Anyone should want to kill her for that. Then she spent a year fucking brainwashing us. What's the point? What's the point of any of this?''\n\n\tSiv was calm in her movements. Her hand slipped into Bi's and squeezed it firmly, leaning up against her. ``She made the proper decision, sister. She did what she had to, in order to get the results she wished for. That's why she did it the way she did. There's no way she could just order what she wants. What she needs.''\n\n\t``Cryptic as ever, huh Miss loppy?'' Bi chuckled bitterly.\n\n\t``Who's being cryptic? You think Mistress knew about any of you before she showed up? She wasn't looking for you specifically. She was just looking for what she needs. Goddess bless, it's the whole reason she left in the first place. It's why you're so important. All of you. What's ahead of her... she can't do it alone. We can't do it alone. This company needs to become more than a machine. It needs to change. And if Mistress can't even do that in her own house.''\n\n\tSiv glanced up at the tigress and tugged on her hand a bit. The feline transformed so utterly from the fiery beanpole that had been dragged in o that first day. ``Let me ask you something. If you know you've been Claimed. Know you've been `brainwashed' as you put it. Do you hate her?''\n\n\t``No.'' Bi growled. A small blush passing her cheeks\n\n\t``Do you want to?''\n\n\t``Yes. I mean, maybe. I should hate her. That's the point.''\n\n\t``you should do what you feel.'' Siv noted ``And act on it. Mistress doesn't need some doll to play with. Even if it'd probably do her some good.''\n\n\tNeither woman aid anything. Their eyes both turned to the polarized dome above where the beams of sunlight slipped though and radiated over one of the larger groves in the park. Siv stepped forwards on to the grass, tugging her slave sister firmly by the arm. ``Come on.'' She smirked ``let's take the scenic route.''\n\n--------------------\n\n\tThe day was getting late. Mistress already busy testing out a few prototypes for her new sword, Eleanor back to her `studies' and hopefully still obvious to the cameras placed in the girls personal quarters. The boys would likely be waiting outside of the dungeon for their punishment to come. It meant Siv had some time to herself.\n\n\tFor most this would be a blessing. Many slaves of far weaker and less useful people had been made little more than automata simply to please the whims of harsh owners who demanded constant activity. It sounded horrible. Yet that level of mindlessness had its appeal. Mainly in that it probably kept their minds occupied and helped time to flow at a nice steady click.\n\n\tSiv shifted though the drawers of a large wooden upright dresser set into one of the walls of their room back when the station was first built. Despite Runas importance the bulk of the space in the dresser went to Siv. Likely due to Runa enjoying dressing the bunny up more than actually dressing up herself. Hell, the wolf would likely sleep in her power armor if she could manage it.\n\n\tSiv glanced though a large bundle of ballad up real cotton knee socks. A small something fun to try out this evening after the days events had inspired her. She usually wasn't much of one for foot play, but it likely couldn't hurt the two twins that badly.\n\n\tUpon pushing away the small sea of poorly rolled fabric Siv paused. Her hands reaching down to withdrawal a small, basic black box. The kind of simple printed nothing one would see in everything from kids toys to cheap apartment furniture these days.\n\n\tShe shifted back nervously on her heels and reverently pulled the latch open on the small box. Pulling it up and looking over the simple folded white cloth kept inside.\n\n\tSiv was oh so careful as she withdrew the cloth. Gently undoing the white silk until the simple metal and plastic bands at the middle redeployed.\n\n\tIt was a veil. Simple, cheap. Something easily printed and sized for a girl less than half of Sivs age.\n\n\tThe bunny smiled and held the veil up to her own face a moment. Looking though it. The whole world took on an odd white tint. A hazy rush of nostalgia as she looked at the personal artifact and ran a fingertip gently along the seams where front met back.\n\n\tShe glanced over to the bed. What was once Mistress' personal bed. The place where so long ago the two had given vows to each other in simple costumes with the help of a plushie witness and a very non-plussed nanny reading the ceremony.\n\n\tSiv put the small veil on her head a moment and then folded it up, putting it away under the socks once more. A nice bright smile on her face.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "By Right: Settling

By TerraMGP

\tOne beauty of a sleep regulator was just how easy it was to keep things on schedule. It would be three hours still before Mistress woke for her morning calisthenics and Siv planned to be in those strong arms again before Runa even noticed the bunny had slipped out.

\tSince they'd arrived back, however, Siv had found this job to be that much harder. She stood dressed and freshly scrubbed atop the main stairway of the suite's entrance hall. A sharp rigid spike set amid the ancient rosewood and marble which adorned her childhood home.

\tShe surveyed the landing below the way dozens of interchangeable maids and nannies had before. The whole room, the whole suite, rang with the echoes of chases and roughhousing. Of smashed decorations and skinned knees.

\tThose echoes blended with the sound of fresh footfalls coming out from the left hallway. Eleanor plodding her way out to the bottom of the stairs as quickly as her stubby legs would carry her. The badger girl barely stopped on both feet as the momentum of her slow run almost pulled her muzzle first into the ground.

\tThe two maids came in while Eleanor still fumbled with herself. Both fox bois rushed out into the hall yet each one was struggling to break the near unison of movement that had been built up as they moved along.

\tSiv began to plod her way slowly down the staircase. She fixed all three in her gaze and watched them all fidget as they struggled to cover all manner of imagined flaws which would be grounds for some horrible punishment. A thrillingly adorable little display which abruptly ended the second her sharp yet sensible stiletto heel made contact with the bottom step.

\t``Well now, this really won't do.'' Siv sighed. ``Our lady thane has a staff dozens of times bigger than you simply to keep her own house in order, and they would have been ready and waiting long before someone of my importance even made their way out for inspection.''

\tNao and Kyo both looked uncomfortable as ever in their maid uniforms. The tethering had gone well it seemed. Small twists and fudges kept up in mirrored unison. She tilted Kyo's chin up slowly and looked down into his pretty green eyes. Small tears fluttering in those orbs while the blue haired boy tried to glance at his pink haired counterpart for some form of comfort.

\t``No, pretty one. Eyes up.'' Siv growled ``Those sweet little almond eyes aren't your own, Kyo. Nothing about our pretty kits is.'' She scratched gently at his muzzle. The boys brother instantly let out a surprised yelp. It was a predictable reaction, as was the churring Nao struggled to suppress afterwards. His flat little chest heaving almost in time with the heart beat. ``That's why your kind is so pretty and weak after all. You know that, don't you Kyo?'' Siv purred the words with all the care and affection of a sweet older sister. Her fingers danced deftly though the bright orange fur. ``Mistress did you both such a kindness, taking you in like that. Even if we'd left you untouched a couple of pretty little Asian faggot bois like you would have never been able to be real men. And I doubt those in your colony would have taken such deviancy well.''

\t``W-we aren't.'' Kyo muttered. He'd been the stronger one of late. The one struggling so much harder to resist. His eyes went wide when Siv's paw made its way between his legs. Agony splitting though his abdomen as she squeezed nice and hard. Naturally that pain was a pail mirror of what now hit Nao. The pink haired maid boi doubling over at the phantom agony. Knees knocked in and feet far apart as he gripped fruitlessly against his skirt trying to brush away an agony which wasn't really there.

\t``Stop it, please miss Siv!'' Kyo yelped ``Don't hurt him please. Nao is a good boy. Please I'll be good!''

\t``Well.'' Siv muttered softly ``I suppose you could at least start by thanking me.''

\t``T-thank you, Miss Siv.'' Kyo muttered

\t``Thank me for what?'' She tensed her paw again and leaned over Kyo, nearly looming.

\t``For showing little Jap boys like us that we're just naturally little faggies''  Kyo choked on his sob and pushed himself into his brother struggling to offer what comfort he could. The two boys quickly began to nuzzle at each other hard. They mewled and howled. Protesting the inferiority of their species, of their ethnicity, of each other. Vile little phrases whispered into their heads every night now parroted in a desperate bid to make the pain and abuse stop.

\tSiv allowed them a moment of this. Watched with delight at the delicious mix of runny mascara and perfumed shame that was still so easy to draw from the pair. Once they'd gotten just enough comfort in the embrace of their respective twins Siv snapped her fingers, calling the two back to attention. A quick and clumsy action that made it oh so hard not to giggle.

\t``When your duties are done for the day, the two of you may wait for me in the main dungeon. I think we need a refresher on your purpose here, my lovlies.'' She tussed the two boys' hair and paced her way to Eleanor. The badger girl looking far more suitable and proper than the two slaves under her.

\tThere was still so much hidden in the eyes of the badger girl. So many little twitches and twists of rage and hate hovering under the calm mask she'd forged in her time learning under Siv. Small markers still betrayed problems. No matter how smart the girl was it was impossible to hide it all. Not that Siv said anything. Not yet.

\tThe bunny woman reached her fingers down and ran one slowly along a few loose strands of chestnut brown headfur hanging loose from the badger cub's face. She tucked the small tress neatly behind Eleanor's ear and pressed the girls glasses up her muzzle. Grin growing oh so wide. ``Alright, little kits You may go begin your chores now.'' Siv cooed. Both of the foxes dashing out of sight as fast as their legs could carry them..

\tEleanor didn't join them. She made no move to escape. Nothing more than a fearful little twitch at the corner of her eye indicating her distress.

\tA quick snap from Siv shot the girl to a rail-straight attention. Siv licked her lips oh so slowly and nodded her approval before pacing around the young badger.

\t``Is something wrong, girl?'' Siv muttered tersely.

\t``No, Ma'am.'' Eleanor whined.

\t``Are you sure? You seemed rather upset when I scolded the boys. In fact you've been quite upset lately, even for you. Is there something on your mind, my pudgy little helper?''

\tEleanor cringed and took a step back. When she returned to that attention it was far weaker. Rehearsed confidence and strength quickly broken after the deft mix of tenderness and abuse.

\t``Well, Miss Siv, I don't think you needed to call them so many bad things. It's bad enough you guys made them be gay, that I have to help make them little fags. But there's nothing wrong with being of Japanese ancestry.'' Eleanor swallowed hard. Siv could see the girl struggling for the most diplomatic words. The bunny responded by tapping her foot jolting that train of thought away and leaving Eleanor to clutch at stray thoughts.

\t``So you don't think those pretty Asian features make for perfect trophies? So slender and soft. Easily made into lovely little dolls. I know Mistress in particular has a fondness for them. It's part of why I think I may be focusing on free girls from Third Sun when we staff properly. She does deserve to feel like the conqueror she is when at rest. Don't you agree?''

\tThe mere mention of Runa had lit a flame under Eleanor's cheek fur. Hate and revulsion blended with an awkward schoolgirl crush gnawing into the back of her mind. ``But that's just racist, isn't it? And mean. A-and those poor boys hate themselves enough. And what do you mean staff? Isn't that why you took us all from the orphanage?''

\tThe questions were met with a firm backhanded smack. No warning, no shift in Siv's face. Nothing more than a smile meeting the corner of her muzzle before her left hand reared back and crashed though the unsuspecting young teen's defenses causing her to stagger and stumble. Eleanor slowly pulled herself back up to her feet and resumed the position she'd had only a moment ago. Her chin up a bit higher. She did her best to hide the tears in her eyes and held back the torrent of sobs threatening to burst though once more.

\tSiv's other hand moved to the same spot she had hit. Tenderly stroking away a tear with her thumb and gracing the stinging cheek with surprising tenderness. ``You really are a stupid little girl, aren't you?'' She cooed almost lovingly ``There is no way those two little foxes could ever attend Mistress no matter how sweet they are. They'd never get a moments sleep and even then there is no time to keep everything clean and safe is there?''

\t``Then, why? Why did you...''

\t``It's not your place to know, you dumpy little cunt.'' Siv practically purred the words. Sweet and gentle as could be. Her lips pressing softly into Eleanor's forehead as she began to fix the girls hair with all the care and consideration of a loving older sister. ``What matters is why we took you, and what we can make of you. I cannot run Mistress' household on my own. Not once it has a proper compliment of staff. Someone must manage it with me. Someone I can trust. Someone who understands her place. That she is nothing more than a doll for our glorious lady. We all are. As we should be.''

\t``I never asked for this.'' Eleanor winkled her nose bitterly and tried to look away. Yet even still she leaned in towards Siv as much as she dared. The bunny doing her one better by pulling the girl in close. ``none of us did.''

\t``Your opinion doesn't matter, silly girl. It never did. The gods clearly meant for those two little swishy bois to be the first two playthings in Mistress' stable. Just as they clearly decided some dumpy, weak willed, hopeless little masochist badger sow would never do any better than hating herself for getting off on the idea of being Mistress' personal punching bag and helping break other helpless little toys the way she was broken.''

\t``You know about that?'' Eleanor slapped her hand over her muzzle. She looked wide eyed at Siv and backed her way towards the wall, nearly fumbling over a solid oak stand and knocking into some random bit of statuary, only barely able to save it at the last moment with both hands and one foot acting in near unison. An ct which sent her fumbling to the floor on her rump.

\t``Once or twice.'' Siv Lied ``I've heard you while you enjoyed yourself. I mean you are a rather loud girl. And I know you've indulged in the idea of breaking some cute boy for Mistress at least once in your own lonely little nightly jill-off sessions. Am I right?''

\t``S-shut up.'' Eleanor managed to mutter. She slowly pulled herself up and placed the statue back where it belonged. Her eyes falling on Siv and quickly moving down to the floor before the bunny. As close to meeting those eyes as she dared.

\t``I don't think the problem is what I tell the boys, is it? After all I've had you call them such names before. Even if I don't think you ever meant it. `Fag' or `slant' were just things you had to include, yes? Things that felt so wrong coming out of your little muzzle.'' Siv paced her way slowly towards Eleanor. As before her paw stroked the teens cheek. Unlike before it then wrapped around her throat Clutching just hard enough to allow her to breath. But only with considerable effort.

\t``Everyone is inferior to Mistress, little one. It's your job to make them realize it. Make them internalize it. Plenty of people Mistress deals with will be Asian, or African, or have any number of other ethnicities in their background be it Terran-born or otherwise. Such guests will naturally get the respect they deserve. Unless they do something to violate Mistress' trust. Anyone who does that is naturally unworthy of her attention. But for the rest.'' Siv squeezed just a bit harder. Letting it hover on the border of erotic and terrifying. ``I'm just a dumb little bunny dolly with a hair-trigger cock and too much libido even by thumper standards. And you're a fat little dweeb of a badger who has, at least twice, jilled off her sloppy little cunny to her own reflection and screamed out Mistress Runa's name at climax. We are not people, and you will do well to get that into your silly little brain. Since it's clear your cunt already understands. Do I make myself clear, girl?'' Siv growled the word playfully and tilted Eleanor's chin up with pressure to her neck. The hall deafeningly quiet save for the occasional choking sob from the helpless badger.

\tFinally Eleanor nodded. She felt the paw fall from her throat and returned to the sensible flats that she'd slowly gotten used to during her time in service to Lady Runa. She watched as Si turned and began to pace her way back up the stairs. The golden furred bunny's tail twitching frantically and the hint of a rather intimidating bulge tugging at her skirt.

\t``By the way. When I'm done with the twins, I'll expect you to show up for your own lessons in the dungeon, dear.'' Siv chirped cordially ``We have far more to cover than I think you realize.''

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\tThe air hung heavy in the smart little study. A pair of squirrels, a graying old man and his spry young daughter, darted and dashed gingerly around a small wooden podium. Each one carefully tracing simple hand scanners over the lithe, toned body of the slowly seething wolf woman who stood upon it.

\tThe setup left the study a mess of cloth bolts and simple tools. Far more fanfare and fuss than the suites normally saw. At one corner of the room sat Siv. Her body splayed into a heavy wooden chair as she used a high quality holoprojector to show off some of the concept art she and Runa had gotten from the weapon smith that morning.

\tRuna snarled from her place on the podium. Struggling to stand still and occasionally barking out small orders to the bunny. Looking for all the world like the mighty Fenrir upon being first bound by the gods.

\tSiv was rather proud of herself with this. The Van Houtens, a father and daughter team, were among the best traditional tailors on the station. She'd been keeping on them for months in the hopes of ensuring that her Mistress got a proper suit. They were in demand months in advance, sometimes years should the person not be important enough. That alone was a hard get, though considering the client Siv found that part easy. No, the bunny gloated to herself as she flipped to a meter long wood-clad hilt with an overly ornate emitter, because she had finally found a way to get her beloved Mistress to hold still long enough for the Van Houtens to do their work.

\t``What cut would you like today, My lady?'' the older of the two asked. The man kept remarkable composure in his voice, considering the state of his expression. Something his young daughter seemed to struggle with.

\t``Mistress will have an Olympus cut.'' Siv noted curtly.

\t``The Hell I will.'' Runa spat. ``It's bad enough I have to be in one of these things. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that would be?''

\t``It's in style, Mistress. Most executives favor it for less formal proceedings.''

\tThe wolfess snorted in reply and tossed her hair to one side so that the smaller squirrel could easily measure her shoulder. The small ceramic grating of fang on fang barely audible to the two nearby tailors. ``Well then they can go live on Mars if they like it so much. I for one don't particularly feel like having my guts crushed because a few red-dirters want to show off how primed their pecs are. I'll take a slim cut.'' The tone offered no room for negotiation.

\t``Well regardless you'll likely need it done before you leave. We have to smooth things over with the investors again, and you will be hosting a small formal gathering. I've taken the liberty of renting out a floor of rooms at the Foundrystone. The guest list is ready for your approval and I've set a lottery for the caterers. Whoever wins will have quite the opportunity on their hands.''

\t``Freya's pelt, we've already been here too long as it is. All of that will take at least another week or two before it's all set up. I was hoping to be back to work by then.''

\t``Oh, that.'' Dour as her tone was the smile crossing Siv's lips simply refused to hide. Big blue eyes flashing bemused at her owner as she struggled and clawed for any strand of internal composure remaining. ``Well if it's any consolation, Mistress, we have some time anyways. Your mother has informed me that the Hierophant will need at least another month to finish refit and shakedown.''

\t``The hierophant?'' Runa scoffed ``What does that have to do with anything?

\t``It's to accompany us back, Mistress. And then it's to supplement our security until further notice. Defensive batteries underwent testing on Wednesday and the engines are being heavily modified so that we won't have to wait so long should another emergency situation arise.''

\tThe room fell silent once more. Both tailors all too grateful that they could back slowly out of the wolf woman's notice as she gazed down at her utterly unfazed slave. The simple cotton cutout which rested on her shoulders fell flatly to the ground as Runa plodded forwards and towered over her little toy.

\t``And why, exactly, did you decide to make such a request, little Siv?''

\t``I didn't.'' Siv chirped softly. She drank in the jagged rage dwelling behind her owners gaze. Beaming like a dandelion in the glow of that oncoming storm nearly shivering with anticipation. ``Much as I would like to take credit, it was your mothers idea. She has decided, if I may paraphrase, that `if you want to go around playing tin soldier all the time you may as well have a flagship to play in.'' Siv bit back a snicker and gently took the wolfs paw in her own, giving it a tender kiss on the back knuckles before looking up eagerly. ``I confess I cleaned it up a little bit. I assumed the news would put you in foul enough humors as it was.''

\tThe whole room flinched at once when that freshly kissed paw pulled back. Trembling in midair with the back knuckles aimed squarely at Siv's face. Both squirrels looked away in primal terror, neither one sure what may happen, the elder Van Houten clutching his daughter tight ready to shelter her from what was sure to be a ghastly scene. Yet the sound never came. The loud, heavy, inevitable thud was nowhere to be found. Instead the pair looked up to see the wolf kissing her slave deeply, gripping that soft white underfur with a trembling paw.

\tWhen the kiss broke Runa made her way back to the podium without a word. She picked up the fabric cut, dusted it off, and offered a small nod to the pair of craftsmen now huddled in one corner. It was apologetic, if anything the massive woman did could ever be considered so. Enough reassurance though the fear that the pair began to make their way towards her again. The younger Van Houten even muttering a timid and out of place `thank you' before resuming her measuring.

\t``all I can say.'' Runa finally muttered once the pair had resumed their work. ``Is that I hope Taya returns from her little expedition soon. If I must be babysat while I work then at the very least I should be sure no return trips are needed.''

\t``I suppose, Mistress. Though you may have to regardless. You have a visitor coming to attend our party.''

\t``Another kiss-up `investor' looking to get in my good graces?'' Runa scoffed. ``So what?''

\t``Not quite. Though the description may be apt.'' Siv giggled. ``It's another suitor, actually. First one of the new year, in fact. Lucky us.''

\t``Good gods. Not again.'' Runa lifted her arm up allowing the tailors to slowly and carefully adjust a sheet of fabric around it, pinning a near perfect sleeve to run along the line and contour of her arm. ``Why can't they just go and bother Ilka? She's not doing anything productive.'' Runa growled. ``Ok, who is it and how badly do I have to scare their parents? Or is this another middle age moron thinking I just need a good man to `tame' me?''

\t``Worse.'' Siv muttered. ``This one you can't scare off.:

\t``Try me.'' Runa flexed her arm, then winced as a set of pins poked and prodded into it. Glancing down and shaking the limb a few times. ``Ow, why did I do that?''

\tSiv nodded and waved up an image of a rather refined, reserved looking chipmunk girl. Heavy freckles and sharp blue eyes, sitting in a classical light box pose with a shimmering tiara and flowing white-pink dress. ``Lady Runa, Princess Emily Cora Danielle Bran would like to officially make her interest in you known.''

\t``Princess Bran?'' Runa muttered. ``Tristan's gawky little brat of a kid sister. You mean that twerp is my newest suitor?''

\tThe grin returned full force to Siv as she finally let the giggle-fit she'd been holding in burst out from her in one heavy clumsy mix of snorts and laughs. Loyal as she was, devoted as she was, even with Runa being the true center of the little bunny's reality, the raw unadulterated schadenfreude was simply too delectable to pass up.''

\tRuna simply let out a small sigh and let her eyes slip tight shut.

\t``Well. Fack.''

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\t``Do we really have to do this?'' Bi tried her best to fight off the growing motion sickness that assaulted her stomach. She sat at one end of the limo's back compartment with Siv at the other, the bunny somehow able to flip her way though an AR document without any signs of distress, which only irritated her more.

\t``What? Go out? I told you, we need to work on your recovery.''

\t``Yeah, you said that.'' Bi muttered ``But I don't know why we have to go out to do that. Mistress has that gym with all those gadgets after all. At least one of them will help somehow.''

\t``Like the weight set? You know you almost ripped your wound open trying to figure that one out, sister.''

\tBi didn't particularly care for it when Siv called her `sister'. Hell she had dozens of different gripes she could bring up at the moment. The way the skin around her new implant itched. The way her quick-printed tracksuit seemed to squeeze and pinch in all the wrong places. The car jolting every time it came across a seam in the road yet the merc in the drivers seat and the bunny woman were both oblivious to it, leaving Bi to shift and struggle with ever growing nausea.

\tSiv really hadn't paid too much attention to Bi's physical discomfort. By the time the driver stopped it looked as if the tigress would collapse over on herself. Indeed it took everything the bunny had to help muscle the much larger tiger girl out of the car and out into the fresh air. Siv pulling herself half way out of the car and bracing while offering her arms to Bi, who proceeded to twist and flail herself around, finally stumbling out and into the large open field on shaky legs.

\t``So, is this it?'' Bi muttered softly. She leaned more heavily than she wished on Siv while the two plodded out onto the fresh blue-green grass. She coughed and gagged hard, quickly rushing over to one side of the walkway with one hand pressing on to a trash can. Both Siv and the driver watched the poor woman struggling over the bright blue colored container several seconds over before finally collapsing onto the plastecrete paving stone. The sound of jean shorts on plastic causing all parties present to wince.

\t``Jeeze, are you ok?'' Siv walked up slowly, more in the hopes of avoiding it should Be's stomach still pose a threat.

\tBi nodded and pulled herself up by the side of the can. She glanced down at her jeans, one of the already too-small back pockets torn off and hanging by part of a single stitch. She yelped when Siv quickly snatched the errant pocket free and stuffed it into her own. The action shocking, though not nearly as shocking as it was a moment later when she felt the bunny's fingers slip into the small hole in the actual denim torn by the fall, rubbing and stroking at some of the soft orange and black fur left exposed.

\t``Will you quit that.'' Bi muttered stumbling a few steps back. Her cheeks on fire.

\t``Oh come on, sister. It's hard to help myself around a butt like that.''

\tBi scowled and stuck her tongue out. She rocked back on the heels of her sneakers and glanced around the large artificial field as she rubbed her arm nervously. ``So, what. You want me to run around here? I mean, it's not really that much different than a treadmill is it?''

\tSiv shook her head and grabbed Bi by the elbow. The two moving slowly down the path. She glanced back to signal the driver off and then turned her eyes up to Bi once more. ``Walk, not run. I told you before, you're trying way too hard way too fast. It's not healthy. Your body still needs time to get used to the new chrome. Right now you're likely getting tons of wonky feedback from your legs, right?''

\t``A little, yeah. I mean it's not too much I guess. But it feels like the ground is wavy and uneven. Which feels kind of stupid to say considering I'm on a processed slab in some high end park.''

\tAs if to test her own statement Bi stopped a moment and pressed the ball of her foot down on top of the paving slab before her. She ran her shoe slowly along the seam where it met with the next one. Shivering and wincing with displeasure when the tip of her shoe deflected ever so slightly from the gap and angled upwards.

\t``Careful now. Yeah, that's the implant alright. Your brain has to get used to all the new sensory information the way it was with your legs before. Here, one sec.''

\tSiv let go of Bi and darted her hand into her purse. She rummaged around though the various pockets and pouches lining the simple black and copper exterior before finally withdrawing a small garish plastic case with a thumb button  taking up one side of the top.

\tBi looked the small offering over for a moment, flipped it to the other side, then pressed down the button and popped three of the candies inside. She gave them one good crunch before swallowing and offering the pack back to Siv.

\t``Keep it. I printed them up before we left. Figured you might need them.''

\t``So, wait, why didn't you give them to me in the car, then?''

\t``I didn't know you were sick?'' Siv shrugged.

\t``I just about fell over!'' Bi snapped.

\t``Well I guess I was kidna, sorta, doing work. It wasn't a long drive. I'm sorry. Honest.'' The apology was punctuated by Siv grabbing hold of Bi's elbow again. Somehow the yellow-furred bunny managed to both hang off of and support the taller girl as they both continued their walk down the path. Neither one speaking as they passed by small plots of Blackberry and Juniper bushes ringed with tulips and gorse beds. The slow careful pacing from Bi matched with half-steps from Siv as the bunny hummed along happily.

\t``Hey, Siv?''

\t``Mmm yeah?'' Siv chirped softly.

\t``Well, you still haven't really told me where we are walking to.''

\t``What do you mean?'' Siv looked up and wrinkled her muzzle to let her glasses fall back on her head ``I told you, we're walking.''

\t``Yeah but I thought you said this was supposed to be therapy.''

\t``It is. I told you that the implant needs time to adjust. It's not like you just got a sprain or something. Didn't anyone ever tell you that healing takes time?''

\t``Not really'' The tigress paused for a moment and glanced up to an oak grove sitting off to one side of the park. The outline of a few buildings hovering above the tree line, and then far above them the dome itself shining moon and starlight down though the massive clear plates and silver scaffolding. ``Back at the Orphanage I was the oldest, so it was more just `get your lazy ass up and get to work'. Miss Hargrove needed me to keep a close eye on all the other kids.''

\t``So, what, you had to step in and be on her side

Bi fell silent. Her chest heaving in the odd air of the station. A mix of flowers and plastic and machine oil rolling around with that languid pre processed smell. She took a few steps forwards and shook her arm free of Siv's grasp, walking in a few steps more. ``Hey, Siv?'' Bi muttered gently. ``Why did she do it?''

\t``Do what? Who do you mean?'' Siv asked

\t``Her. Mistress. Runa.'' The tiger's tone had grown flat and heavy all of the sudden. Her feet shifting uncomfortably on what should have been a smooth surface. ``She came in, ripped up the towns defenses, and took us. Not even to sell. Just... snatched us up. Then screwed with our heads. Hell most of us were just orphans. It makes no sense. Couldn't she just stay here and buy up some things to do what we do now?''

\tBi started to walk forwards. She didn't notice Siv staying behind. Didn't seem to notice anything really. Her feet dragging slowly along the pavement.

\t``You really resent her for it?'' Siv asked

\t``Shouldn't I?'' Bi muttered. It didn't really sound like a statement. There was genuine confusion in her eyes as she looked back. The tigress clenching and unclenching her claws into her palms with tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. ``She took me. She took us. She came along and found some kids and decided to make us her playthings. Anyone should hate her. Anyone should want to kill her for that. Then she spent a year fucking brainwashing us. What's the point? What's the point of any of this?''

\tSiv was calm in her movements. Her hand slipped into Bi's and squeezed it firmly, leaning up against her. ``She made the proper decision, sister. She did what she had to, in order to get the results she wished for. That's why she did it the way she did. There's no way she could just order what she wants. What she needs.''

\t``Cryptic as ever, huh Miss loppy?'' Bi chuckled bitterly.

\t``Who's being cryptic? You think Mistress knew about any of you before she showed up? She wasn't looking for you specifically. She was just looking for what she needs. Goddess bless, it's the whole reason she left in the first place. It's why you're so important. All of you. What's ahead of her... she can't do it alone. We can't do it alone. This company needs to become more than a machine. It needs to change. And if Mistress can't even do that in her own house.''

\tSiv glanced up at the tigress and tugged on her hand a bit. The feline transformed so utterly from the fiery beanpole that had been dragged in o that first day. ``Let me ask you something. If you know you've been Claimed. Know you've been `brainwashed' as you put it. Do you hate her?''

\t``No.'' Bi growled. A small blush passing her cheeks

\t``Do you want to?''

\t``Yes. I mean, maybe. I should hate her. That's the point.''

\t``you should do what you feel.'' Siv noted ``And act on it. Mistress doesn't need some doll to play with. Even if it'd probably do her some good.''

\tNeither woman aid anything. Their eyes both turned to the polarized dome above where the beams of sunlight slipped though and radiated over one of the larger groves in the park. Siv stepped forwards on to the grass, tugging her slave sister firmly by the arm. ``Come on.'' She smirked ``let's take the scenic route.''

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\tThe day was getting late. Mistress already busy testing out a few prototypes for her new sword, Eleanor back to her `studies' and hopefully still obvious to the cameras placed in the girls personal quarters. The boys would likely be waiting outside of the dungeon for their punishment to come. It meant Siv had some time to herself.

\tFor most this would be a blessing. Many slaves of far weaker and less useful people had been made little more than automata simply to please the whims of harsh owners who demanded constant activity. It sounded horrible. Yet that level of mindlessness had its appeal. Mainly in that it probably kept their minds occupied and helped time to flow at a nice steady click.

\tSiv shifted though the drawers of a large wooden upright dresser set into one of the walls of their room back when the station was first built. Despite Runas importance the bulk of the space in the dresser went to Siv. Likely due to Runa enjoying dressing the bunny up more than actually dressing up herself. Hell, the wolf would likely sleep in her power armor if she could manage it.

\tSiv glanced though a large bundle of ballad up real cotton knee socks. A small something fun to try out this evening after the days events had inspired her. She usually wasn't much of one for foot play, but it likely couldn't hurt the two twins that badly.

\tUpon pushing away the small sea of poorly rolled fabric Siv paused. Her hands reaching down to withdrawal a small, basic black box. The kind of simple printed nothing one would see in everything from kids toys to cheap apartment furniture these days.

\tShe shifted back nervously on her heels and reverently pulled the latch open on the small box. Pulling it up and looking over the simple folded white cloth kept inside.

\tSiv was oh so careful as she withdrew the cloth. Gently undoing the white silk until the simple metal and plastic bands at the middle redeployed.

\tIt was a veil. Simple, cheap. Something easily printed and sized for a girl less than half of Sivs age.

\tThe bunny smiled and held the veil up to her own face a moment. Looking though it. The whole world took on an odd white tint. A hazy rush of nostalgia as she looked at the personal artifact and ran a fingertip gently along the seams where front met back.

\tShe glanced over to the bed. What was once Mistress' personal bed. The place where so long ago the two had given vows to each other in simple costumes with the help of a plushie witness and a very non-plussed nanny reading the ceremony.

\tSiv put the small veil on her head a moment and then folded it up, putting it away under the socks once more. A nice bright smile on her face.

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