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Questions, comments and criticism adored. Also feel free to point out any plot holes or flaws in my growing mythos. Need to get back to world building again.", "writing": "By Right: Superiority\n\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\tJill had no idea how long it had been since the crazy bitch came to the colony. After the initial ‘introduction’ the crazy wolf girl had apparently decided to ‘soften’ them all up a bit. Or maybe it was just Jill, just the pissed off Tigress who dared to stand up to that insane brat.\n\n\tThe bright sunlight and cool air felt nice enough, admittedly. Jill had spent who knew how long in some small horizontal box. Something akin to an old style Morgue drawer only with bright lights that didn’t shut off and a near maddening lack of stimuli. Being outside was a welcomed change of pace. But then part of her suspected that was the plan.\n\n\tJill watched things going on around her with a bit of half-interest. Not so much a fascination with her captor and the way this madhouse ran. But it was boring sitting there doing nothing all day. Any port of mental stimulation in a storm of calm and all that.\n\n\tShe watched guards dressed up in clearly weaker versions of the wolf bitch’s armor marching around to and fro. Carting boxes and setting up external units to the prefab structures littered around the base area. The armor was all the same mat black with helmets and thick goggled gas masks. Even with some kind of internal cooling the guards had to be bags of sweat, yet they kept on working without much pause. Either they were some kind of slave themselves or they were paid very well. Either way they seemed to be the only activity all morning.\n\n\tBeyond that Jill occupied herself idly tracing geometric shapes in the soft sugary sand and testing the limits of the restraint now placed around her ankle to keep her anchored in place. It was pretty clear the thing wasn’t coming off, and was tight enough around her ankle that even without her foot it likely wouldn’t just slip down. Not that she was going anywhere with one foot anyways. Even if she could somehow hack though her own leg, gods that was a horrific thought, she’d bleed out long before she could get to civilization. Never mind dodging guards and trying to figure out where she was in relation to the colony.\n\n\tThese thoughts kept up and thankfully occupied much of her morning. Granted they may not have been pleasant, but at least they kept her sane as she waited for something to happen that she might react to.\n\n\tJill had given up on that idea though and indeed almost passed out when finally something did happen. A loud thud from one end of the small circle and one of the panels siding down into the dirt. The queen bitch wolf standing behind it as she looked in on Jill with a wicked, twisted grin. \n\n\tRuna moved into the white sugary sand slowly and deliberately. The heavy gate slammed shut behind her and locked with a hard, magnetic thunk. She should have looked different to Jill. Gone was that tight, high tension power armor. The hardened armor plates and snaking, almost perfectly matched synthetic muscles replaced by a simple set of workout clothing. Shorts and a sports bra, both decorated with small, stylized silver runes down the left side but otherwise an unremarkable black that contrasted with the timber wolfs fur.\n\n\t“Nice setup… what, you got some kind of Rome fetish or something?” Jill scoffed as she pulled herself up to her feet. The heavy cuff around her ankle was throwing her balance off a bit, or maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t been standing up in who knew how long. Either way it made taking a properly defiant posture that much more difficult.\n\n\t“You really aren’t up on your history are you, Bi?” Runa scoffed softly, shaking her head “Admittedly this isn’t exactly how I’d picture an Ideal training ground. But prefab structures rarely are.”\n\n\t“What did you call me?” Jill snarled as she took ea half step forward. The cuff almost knocking her over as she reached the length of the chain keeping her in place.\n\n\t“Bi, that is the name I have decided on. Fitting, all things considered.”\n\n\t“My name is Jill” The tigress spat back, fists balling hard. Her claws dug into the palms of her hands a bit. Almost enough to draw blood. She gave a small kick, testing the inevitable strength of that chain once more and wincing.\n\n\tRuna watched this display with clear amusement. She smirked a bit wider and licked her muzzle oh so slowly. That silvery cyber eye twinkling out behind the curl of hair that normally covered it. “I don’t care what you were named before, Bi. You are my property. My possession. If I want to give you a new name, a better name. That is my prerogative.” The wolf paced a bit closer. Not yet within range, not yet close enough. But she was closer than she was and that was something.\n\n\t“Now, Bi. Allow me to explain how this will work. It is clear you have fight in you. It is clear that you would like nothing more than to leave, and would like to rend me limb from limb on the way out. Unless I miss my guess.”\n\n\tJill scoffed a bit and shook her head as a dry, almost pained smirk crossed her face. “Gee, well aren’t you just a fucking master of the obvious.” The tigress snorted a bit and tilted her head “so what. You’re gonna tell me that I’m the first one of your victims to ever fight back or some shit?”\n\n\t“In a way, yes. At least the first of my first batch here… the first of the little toys I’ve gathered to start my enterprise.” Runa was pacing around the shackled tigress slowly and carefully. Every step leaving a clear and defined print in the sand. A steady, almost mechanically precise circle traced as she inched ever closer to where Jill could strike.\n\n\t“Allow me to fill you in on the parts that concern you, my dear little Bi. You want out of here. Fine. You have only one thing you must do… defeat me. Nothing more. Defeat me and I release you. The gate opens, and you walk out.” The wolfess’ tail waved slowly back and forth as she took each calm, measured step. There was no sensuality in her step, no teasing. Only powerful deliberate movements. The kind that probably helped cow others.\n\n\tBut it wouldn’t work on Jill.\n\n\t“ok fine. I beat you and I walk… and what happens if you beat me?” the tigress scoffed. “It’s not hard to tell that there is some kind of huge catch in play here. No way in hell some lowlife like you is going to play ‘fair’ with her victims.”\n\n\tThat cold, mechanical face turned to an almost twisted grin as Runa started to laugh. Her laugh filled the small camp and echoed its way up into the air along the sheer stone walls. “A catch? Oh my such a suspicious girl aren’t we, my little Bi? If you lose, then you rest up here, get put back in your box and we try again when you’re healed. Simple as that. You do not ‘lose’ until you surrender. Until you truly, properly submit to me. So long as you have the will to fight me. So long as you have it in you to challenge me. You can keep going.”\n\n\tIt all sounded suspicious as hell. Jill knew that. She didn’t trust this psychotic bitch as far as she could throw her. If anything that might be a bit far. But then she didn’t really have much of a choice. Besides… the idea did have a certain kind of appeal.\n\n\t“Alright then. Makes sense to me. So you are just going to have me wait here while you put on that fancy armor of yours I assume? I mean, the cuff on my leg is annoying… but probably not enough of a handicap huh princess?” Jill grinned wide and licked her muzzle again watching the timber wolf carefully and closely as those two oh so different eyes scanned her own athletic young body.\n\n\tThe tigress had quite a few expectations. Some condescension. An opening sucker punch… some kind of tranquil dart to hit her and make her a soft target for her bitch captor. She was not expecting the soft mechanical click as the cuff on her ankle instantly fell away. The heavy latch twisting open without so much as a gesture from Runa and thudding hard into the sand.\n\n\tThe momentary shock didn’t stop Jill though. She sprinted full tilt at the wolfess. Arms outstretched, claws bared with small tinges of her own blood. The athletic tiger girl let her heavy footfalls stumble and thud though the soft yielding sand. With a speed that would have shocked Jill if she had been paying attention the tigress closed the gap and leapt. Claws shining in the sun, right hand coming down heavy in an open, swiping blow… landing on nothing but air.\n\n\tThe next few moments seemed to go on forever. The struggle to twist in midair, the shock of missing. The confusion. The pain as something suddenly impacted Jill right in the solar plexus. Air shot out of her lungs and her muzzle hung open in a silent scream of shock and pain. Then, in another flash, Jill found herself face down in the arena sand. Sand and air filling her mouth as she struggled to get air into her lungs. \n\n\tEverything burned. Everything stung. The lack of air, the swimming of her head after hitting the sand. Everything was almost painfully pronounced. Jill struggled to get back up onto her hands and knees. The act itself made her feel painfully sick… and something else. An odd, shuddery, semi familiar twitch running down her spine. Through her chest, into her thighs… and into other places she felt mortified to even think of at a time like this.\n\n\t“you hear me Bi?” Runas voice, the damn bitch-wolfs voice cut though a dead still that Jill was just barely now aware of. Muffled and thrumming but still clearly there. “You still want to keep going kitty? I must say it was an admirable first attempt. Given your obvious limitations.”\n\n\t“What limitations” Jill spat, along with a mouthful of sand. The tigress rolled her shoulders a few times trying to shake the odd tingling sensation running though them. It didn’t go, she didn’t care. Even before she had regained her balance fully Jill reared back her right arm and swept it at Runa’s legs as hard and as fast as she could. She expected the loss of balance as the balled fist sought out her captor. She didn’t expect the legs to suddenly move, or her over extended arm to find dead air, or to once again find her face smashed down into the hot white sand.\n\n\tThis time Jill felt the warm rubberized sole of a workout shoe pushing down on her head as she tried to get up. The tigress screamed and snarled pawing impotently at the sand and twisted her neck painfully in her effort to slip free. All the while that shoe kept its place and seemed to apply just the right pressure to ensure she could not slip free.\n\n\t“As I was saying” Runa growled “Limitations. To tell the truth you have fewer than I’d imagine most in your little village had… but still the list is quite large” The shoe moved from on top of Jills head and kicked sharply at her muzzle. It struck at the tip just hard enough to send another fresh wave of pain though her body.\n\n\tJill recoiled quickly, she winced and curled up, and moaned. It was an inescapable noise, and an inescapable sensation. A sharp wave of pleasure that ran though behind the jolt of pain and hit the tigress before she even realized what was happening.\n\n\tThe shock of it al just caused her to lay there, curled up, shuddering and shaking. The pain hadn’t subsided. Hell if anything it was lingering far too long. Yet in spite of herself Jill could feel a quiver of shameful and unexpected arousal lurking just under every screaming nerve. She felt sick, felt ashamed. Didn’t dare try to stand for fear of what her body might do when this far out of control.\n\n\tRuna just laughed and looked down at the poor tigress. The shoe once again pressed down on Jill, this time resting on her cheek, though not with the same pressure as before. “As I was saying, Bi. We all have limitations. Some are smarter than others. Some are faster, stronger, more nimble. Some have a mind for technology while others can barely work a food synth. Some create works of stunning art and stir the soul, others make stick figure comics and record childish pranks to holovid. In every instance there are always those who are inherently superior…” Runa growled as she pushed her foot down hard against that cheek, grinding the rubber roughly against fur and flesh until she drew out a yelped, choked little yowl of pleasure-pain “and those who are created inferior.” \n\n\tJill rolled away and staggered up onto one knee, panting hard and letting out her loudest, most savage growl. Her eyes shone brightly in the midday sun catching blues and greens from the shimmering blue ball. Everything in her was still aching. It was a struggle to get air in her lungs and the strange undercurrent of arousal caused a small, gnawing note of self consciousness to creep into her mind.\n\n\tNot that any of it stopped her though.\n\n\tWithin moments the tigress was back on her feet. Her lean body taking the closest approximation to a proper fighting stance it knew, keeping her thighs together as the small wet spot in her shorts became a bit more apparent. Hopefully it was just piss from getting that first strike to her gut.\n\n\tAfter a shaky half-instant on her feet Jill charged headlong at her target once more, screaming loudly and rearing back her fist as she once again closed the gap. It was faster this time, harder. Fueled by pain and rage. Every fiber of Jills body sought nothing more than to lay this stuck up bitch low. This time her fist moved in a blistering arc, seemingly on course to strike Runa in her ‘good’ eye. The tigress felt a swell of pride and confidence, a rush of sheer extract as she charged.\n\n\tAnd for a third time that feeling was stripped away. A sudden shift in stance, a sharp pain in her gut and Jill found herself crumpled over once more. Her body quivered, her eyes watered. The tigress’ awkward panting squealing groans filled the small compound as she screamed and shuddered. Violently Jills back arched and contorted as her body confusingly betrayed her, until she finally lay spent and shaking in the sand. Still struggling to pull herself up.\n\n\tThe Tigress soon felt Runas paw wrapping into her hair. The wolf easily pulled Jill along the sand and back over to the center of that Arena. The ankle cuff went back on with the same loud thud and just like that she was again trapped.\n\n\t“I think that is enough for today” Runa laughed softly “I have quite a bit more I need to take care of. You’d better work on getting stronger, Bi. I don’t plan on taking it this easy on you as we progress.”\n\n\tWith that Runa turned away and walked slowly out of the arena, tail waggling softly behind her, hips swaying. That smug, superior wolf bitch clearly quite proud of her success.\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nDay 6:\n\n\tAfter about the third day Jill had at least figured out a few things about her situation. For one, it seemed that Runa enjoyed routine, and at the moment Jill was a part of that. These little combat sessions had come each day in the early evening as far as she could guess. It was a bit hard to recall just how high the sun was when Runa came along since Jill found herself sleeping though the hottest parts of the day.\n\n\tTwo was that, whatever else might be happening, it was clear Runa wanted this whole thing to continue a specific way. One of the guards brought food and water at the same times every day. At first Jill refused to eat or drink anything, but after the third or so time the guards forced a bottle of water down her throat the tigress had accepted that the stuff either was not drugged, or she probably wasn’t going to avoid it. Plus from what she saw around the camp they had plenty of other ways they could be doing that. Already there were figures in tight, shiny body suits wrapped up tight and restrained, being wheeled on hand trucks from one building in the compound to another.\n\n\tJill didn’t know and didn’t care who they were. She figured that once she finished off this uppity wolf bitch she’d free anyone who needed it and put down the rest… or more likely bolt away and come back with armed villagers.\n\n\tAll of that had paled in comparison to her last issue though.\n\n\tJill was horny.\n\n\tThere was no dancing around the issue. No ignoring it. The past week had been the most worked up Jill had ever felt in her life. She wanted to blame drugs in the food, except that it was going on well before she had her first bite. In fact it went all the way back to that first fight.\n\n\tGranted the good news, and bad, was that this meant it could be brain damage. Something screwy in her head that an off-world doc might be able to fix with some meds or machine assisted surgery. \n\n\tThat didn’t stop her from fidgeting for hours on end as she sat there in the middle of that arena, nothing to do but let her mind drift. Usually to some very impure thoughts about a few of the boys back in her village.\n\n\tIt had gotten so bad that Jill spent most of her nights masturbating and did her best to either sleep or distract herself in other ways during the day. She had even managed to get a small hole in the sand all the way down to where her chain was anchored… only to find the thing set in a two foot wide cylinder of solid cement. \n\n\tShe had tried to practice fighting, but really had no idea what she was doing. All she could really do is try to imagine how to get past a few of the attacks Runa had used. That had yet to work out well for her.\n\n\tMostly though she simply laid there and tried to ignore her own growing heat. Ignore the thoughts of the stallion who used to run bread for the Reynolds bakery, or the cute bunny boy she used to babysit. Or… gods help her, that one time she actually thought of that filthy bitch Runa.\n\n\tIt was always quick and never very explicit. The second everyone was gone she jammed her paw down those now filthy workout shorts and fingered herself roughly, using just a tiny bit of claw strangely enough. It made things better for a while.\n\n\tBut now it was almost time for her daily bout, and Jill was once again antsy and on edge. She stood and took a stance similar to one of the stances she had seen Runa take the previous day. It didn’t seem to phase the wolf, who came in this time dragging a large toy-looking blade behind her.\n\n\t“heh, so what. Are you getting scared princess? Am I finally catching up to ya?” Jill scoffed as she watched the wolf dragging in the six foot long hunk of brightly colored material. Runa smirked and hefted it up with almost no effort, placing it on her shoulder with a small giggle.\n\n\tJill hated that giggle, especially the shivers it sent down her spine.\n\n\t“I think today will be another short session, Bi.” Runa called out slowly “I am having a little trouble with another one of my future tools, and it seems the buyer for another might be wanting the time table moved up.”\n\n\tJills expression darkened at this. She hadn’t forgotten what Runa was. Not by a long shot. But this… this was the first time she had mentioned selling someone off.\n\n\t“I’d ask who and why, but I am betting I already know your answer” Jill said with a dark growl.\n\n\tThe Wolfess nodded almost playfully as she moved her left foot back, the same that shouldered the massive toy sword. “Naturally you can go as long as you like, or until you seem too broken to fight, my sweet Bi. But I really don’t think I’ll be holding back as much as I first intended. That is unless you can prove entertaining.”\n\n\tA sharp click from the cuff and Jill darted her way around in a tight circle, She made her way around at a sprint and tried to sweep in from the left side. Jill kept her eyes on the sword and dropped as soon as it left Runas shoulder, her body twisting into a soccer-tackle aimed straight at the Wolfs shin.\n\n\tThe blow struck true and sent Runa crumpling down on one knee. Jill landed to the side and blinked a bit as she rolled off and pushed herself up on one knee. The rush, the exhilaration of scoring the first blow for once filled her to the brim with a burning pride. She put her chin up, began to lift herself, claws coming out in preparation for a follow up.\n\n\tShe didn’t even make it to her feet. A wide, swinging arc and the inch thick ‘blade’ of the sparring weapon struck true. Variable density foam took on a hard enough consistency to prevent any serious injury. But the blow itself struck Jill in the arm and sent her flying back several feet, landing in a spray of sand. \n\n\tPain, pleasure, confusion, a throbbing thrumming searing drum beat of blood and impacted tissue all rippled though the point of impact and radiated out though the rest of Jills body. She was almost too distracted to notice the sudden downswing coming towards her. Leaping to the side a split second before the practice blade struck sand. It was followed seamlessly by a flowing cross-slash that Jill just barely managed to duck. Delivering a hard left jab into Runas side and then tackling her over.\n\n\tJill rolled away with the blade in her hands and reared back. The thing had a hilt over a foot long and she gripped it like a sledge, the tigress bringing the weapon down full force at her captor..\n\n\tRuna managed to slip to the side and delivered a pair of sharp jabs to Jills exposed chest. \n\n\tRage, unwanted pleasure, confusion. The tigress planted her back foot and attempted a wide arcing swing at Runas head. The wolfess quickly ducked it and delivered another pair of punches and a sharp knee strike.\n\n\tThat strike left her reeling, shaking. Coughing hard and struggling to stand. Jill didn’t even notice the foam sword had left her hands, until it impacted her right across the face.\n\n\t“Ten pounds.” Runa panted firmly “Variable density, ten pounds of weight. I use this to practice my form with a blade. Strength doesn’t mean anything if you can’t wield it properly.” Runa tossed the blade into the sand and walked up to the tigress. She gripped her hair again and tilted her head back, spitting in Jills face and growling “Did you really think I was getting weak, you stupid kitten? You should have been dodging. I was giving you a chance, since I’m stronger than you.”\n\n\tJill let out a small, pained moan that she tried to disguise as a grunt. Instead she was simply dragged back with her ankle chained up again. Slumping and hugging her body hard as the pain started to set in.\n\n\tIf someone is stronger, you damn well better be faster. Because you might not get a second shot. Something to think about. And that you’ll always be weaker than me.”\n\n\tWith that Runa walked off leaving the weapon in the arena with Jill, scoffing to herself while the disoriented Tigress slowly let the world go blank.\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nDay 17:\n\n\tSwinging the sword for any length of time was harder than it sounded. Ten Pounds didn’t seem like it should be any weight at all, but the size of the weapon and the balance point made it seem like far more.\n\n\tFor a while Jill had tried her best to use the sword one handed. It looked easy enough in Holos and she was pretty sure she got one or two techniques down. But it didn’t take more than a couple of days before her arms were telling a different story and she knew she had to start two-handed.\n\n\tAs before there wasn’t much to do. The daily ‘grind’ of naps and masturbation were now accompanied by the occasional spat of swinging around a sword shaped object and hoping that she was learning something. \n\n\tAs was becoming the norm the gate clicked opened mid-morning to let in the guard with her next meal. Jill looked up from her pseudo-training to see the bunny girl from before instead, stumbling her way though the fine sand in four-inch heels carrying a tray and two ornate looking chrome and red bracelets, trying desperately not to spill anything.\n\n\t“Here you go, Bi. I synthed up the lunch myself. My current project is going a bit slow and Mistress wanted me to bring you these anyways.”\n\n\t“I’m not Bi” Jill snorted softly\n\n\t“I’m sorry, did you say something?” The bunny asked sweetly\n\n\t“I said that isn’t my name. I’m not Bi. My name is Jill”\n\n\tThe lapine shook her head and giggled a bit. For whatever reason she apparently found this little bit of defiance hilarious.\n\n\tJill growled, but she didn’t do anything more. Whatever was fucked up about this rabbit probably wouldn’t get fixed with a swift kick. Plus she was rather hungry after all the work she did.\n\n\tSiv moved in closer with far more confidence than most of the guards showed. She offered the tray up to Jill who took it and plucked the bracelets off of it a moment, moving the lid to see what was underneath.\n\n\t“Spring rolls and orange chicken. I hope I got it ok. I’m not used to cooking anything that isn’t from Mistress’ own menu. But she wants me to get better at making food you would like.”\n\n\tJill winced a bit at that and glared at rabbit as hard as she could. A soft but menacing growl rolled in her throat as she wrinkled her nose “What about a Hamburger, hmm? How about that? Or A steak, or some Pasta”\n\n\t“oh my. Well I suppose I could try to see what sounds good with some stir fry and”\n\n\t“No” Jill snapped “Pasta pasta. Like with sauce. Like the stuff you synth up because it’s third in the default menu and you are too lazy to look though it all or wait half an hour.”\n\n\tSiv shook her head as her ears lopped down a bit “No, sorry about that. Mistress made it very clear what kind of diet she expects from you, Bi. Only the food on the menu she had the computer devise, and only in the portions pre programmed. Besides, I didn’t think you’d mind. I mean it’s probably not as good as you’re used to but…”\n\n\tJill blinked a bit and narrowed her eyes. She was tempted, oh so tempted to throw the whole tray at the bunny “So, what. Because I’m a Tiger I’m automatically gonna eat spring rolls and stir fry? Let me guess, you put some fucking chop sticks in here too didn’t y…” She winced as she found a pair of clear plastic chop sticks complete with luminescent character engraving sitting in a small cloth pouch within the tray.\n\n\tShe looked at the bunny dumbstruck, dropping down into a sitting position simply from a lack of things to say or do.\n\n\t“I.. it… So, what. Is the bitch off now eating a bunch of herring or something?” Jill grumbled\n\n\t“Pickled herring yes, and Smorrebrod. She is going over perspective client lists so she wanted something light.”\n\n\tHearing that, Jill just sighed and put the tray aside with the covering on once more. She picked up one of the bracelets. The thing was a ring, about a quarter inch in diameter. Chrome save for the red glowing band around the middle and a small display at the top that shone though the mirrored surface when she ran a finger over it. “Let me guess, cuffs?” Jill scoffed.\n\n\t“No. Training equipment” Siv noted proudly “you should try them on.\n\n\tAs before Jill realized what a monumentally stupid idea that would be. She also recognized that she really didn’t have much of a say in the matter. After all they could probably come in at any time and do whatever the hell they wanted to her. Why bother tricking her?\n\n\tShe slipped one of the bands on and heard it lock in place. She ran her finger along the display again and looked it over curiously. A bright red number one rested in the display. Jill looked carefully, poking at the display itself, until finally her finger slid from left to right and the number went up to two. Nothing more happened and she flipped it a few more times before finally giving up, shrugging and sitting back down to eat. The bracelet hummed ominously after a few moments. The lights spinning, the outer shell making a strange humming growling sound. \n\n\tThe poor tigress looked around desperately for a latch, for a release button, for anything as the light thrummed and hummed itself up faster and faster. Shimmering as the sound grew. Building up more and more every second until finally the ring went solid and the noise became a simple, almost inaudible hum.\n\n\tJill looked the band over curiously. She held her arm out, almost afraid to move it. When she did, it felt almost utterly unnatural. It was as if a force was both pushing and pulling at every side of her wrist at once. Creating resistance in odd ways and at odd angles as she tried to move normally.\n\n\tA few taps at the chromed bracelet seemed to indicate that it was largely inert. There wasn’t any real heat… at least no more than she was getting from the sun most days, and aside from the odd sensation in her wrist Jill didn’t feel like there was any danger.\n\n\t“It’s supposed to help you with your workout” Siv noted helpfully “They are best if used in pairs. Technically you could use them on your ankles too but, well…”\n\n\tJill nodded. She put the other bracelet on and repeated the process, curiously looking over her new accessories as they glowed and hummed. They certainly made movement more difficult. It was in fact possible that this was some way for the wolf to even the odds after a few close calls before.\n\n\tThen again Knowing Runa it could have just as easily been something she figured was pretty on Jill. That thought brought a slight blush to the tigress’ cheeks… and she hated herself even more for it.\n\n\t“So is that all?” Jill asked as she eyed the bunny, popping the tray lid open again and looking at her meal for the day.\n\n\t“Yes it is” Siv nodded happily\n\n\t“Good, then get lost. I got a lot to work on today.\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nDay 73:\n\n\tJill finished off her meal quickly as ever. Her portion sizes had been growing rather steadily. At this point she was probably getting about half a chicken per day. It showed.\n\n\tWhile she might not have been overly large, the Tigress had certainly gained a good deal of tone. Her sleek silky coat rippled off of smooth defined curves along every inch of her body. \n\n\tAs was usual by now, Jill didn’t even bother to look up as Runa walked into the arena, into Jills little world.\n\n\tThe wolfess smirked a bit as she moved in slowly, carefully. Watching Jill as she ate. The brawls had been getting a bit more challenging, a bit more interesting. Better still, the Tigress seemed to be a bit more at peace… or perhaps just learning a bit of patience. It was hard to tell.\n\n\tSlowly the Tigress put her plate aside and got to her feet. She had not grown much in stature, but her build seemed to be a bit stronger, bigger. Sleek powerful muscles under a coat of weather-beaten fur. Jill narrowed her eyes a bit and smirked as she moved her back foot slowly behind her in the sand. She slipped down into stance, An admittedly flawed one picked up from her bouts with Runa, or the occasional times the guards were allowed to spar with Jill instead.\n\n\tThe ankle cuff fell away and Jill smirked. Without hesitation she dashed forwards quickly, feet digging near horizontally into the sand as she pushed her way forward swiftly. She leapt hard and twisted into a full flying kick.\n\n\tOne Runa easily sidestepped.\n\n\tJill rolled hard and quickly popped up a split second after landing. Her stance was still shaky. Her movements clearly untrained. But what she had apparently picked up seemed to be coming out. \n\n\tA quick dash and the tigress brought down an open pawed strike at Runa. Faster, more controlled than it was before. The wolf girl put her arm up to block and the thud rang out as the blow was intercepted a mere inch from Runas muzzle.\n\n\tAnother claw strike, then third. A hard front snapping kick and then both paws came down with claws bared. Runa blocked once more, but this time was unable to fully stop the momentum. The claws kept on their path and dug furrows into the back of Runas forearms before swiping away.\n\n\tThe tigress grinned. She took a step back and fell neatly into her unpracticed stance.\n\n\tEven though the furrows bled rather profusely Runa smirked a bit and took a stance of her own. Looking the tigress in the eye with a wide grin as she raised an arm, showing the blood running down it and onto the sand. “Those were some rather hard blows to block. It seems you are getting stronger.” She chuckled.\n\n\tJill licked her lips and nodded. As with most of their sparring matches it had been downright infuriating trying to manage her own rage and the seemingly growing sense of pleasure she felt any time Runa or the damn guards hit her. It was, to say the least, almost more than she could take holding back in each of those fights.\n\n\tSlowly the tigress brought one of her hands up to her face, licking the blood from her claws and smirking in triumph. “Stronger than you, I’d guess. She said rather calmly.\n\n\tJill ran full tilt at Runa. A powerful, sudden jolt breaking into a hard flying kick. The bottom of her foot impacted one of those gashed arms. It pushed in, the blow biting down just a bit, before Runa managed to twist her body quickly to the side and come in with a rather sudden punch. \n\n\tIt was a shock to the system. The blow landed dead center in the solar plexus. Some momentum still remained from the flying kick and far more as gravity dragged Jill own into the sand. She thudded hard into the mercifully sugary arena floor only to feel an orgasmic jolt of absolute agony with Runas fist following down into the exact same spot.\n\n\tThe pain made her sob, the pleasure made her moan. Jill felt her jaw go slack in a breathless, soundless scream while clutching between her legs and rolling off to the side.\n\n\tRuna smirked a bit and nodded her approval. She spat on the Tigress’ face and pushed a foot down on it, grinding down firmly. “I admire your dedication. You are clearly stronger than you were. Much stronger.” Runa chuckled “But one thing you will learn sooner or later, my Bi. I. Am. Always. Superior.”\n\n\tEach word was punctuated by a sharp, firm kick to the gut. The first blow sending Jill over the edge into orgasm. Each one after that just causing the sensation to renew and draw over the last. Her mind barely able to cope with the sudden influx of forced pleasure and pain.\n\n\tThe last thing Jill recalled before the world went dark was the sight of Runa walking away. The toned wolfess shaking her rump in a provocative little swish. Even in her rage Bi… Jill… Found it hard to look away or keep herself from admiring the backside of that bitter timber wolf bitch.\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nDay 138:\n\n\tEven with all of the fresh air and sunshine to keep her company most days Jill was finding it difficult to measure the passage of time. Anyone would tell her which day it was or how long she had been in this waking nightmare. In fact they all seemed more than happy to do so. The guards seemed to find her disorientation some kind of amusement.\n\n\tYet even with the information it was hard to feel as if anything happened at all. Oh sure things seemed to change some. Runa skipped training more frequently and instead put her guards in her place. All of them were weaker than the wolfess. That much made some sense, or else why wouldn’t they just take over. A few of the others Jill recognized from her first day there also seemed to move about freely now and then. Others were less free in their movements. But all were still in thrall, and none would dare come anywhere near the arena. It was getting so that the only people Jill ever saw up close and without a mask over their face was Runa and Siv. \n\n\tWhich was probably the whole idea.\n\n\tA few days ago Runa had apparently taken care of something just outside of the compound and since then Jill was left with nothing but guards to train with.\n\n\tShe didn’t much mind. Every day that Runa didn’t fight was another day she could close the gap without that wicked, twisted, sexy little bitch wolf finding some way to compensate. It was also another day without the overwhelming sensation of forced orgasms driving her into unconsciousness after a hard bout.\n\n\tAt this point though that was becoming less of a perk.\n\n\tIt was getting harder to deny some of the truths about her situation. How hard it was now to keep track of things beyond the arena and the fight. How hard it was to simply relax and pass out without a good bit of physical exertion. How it was nearly impossible to pass out without some sexual exertion on her part if Runa wasn’t around.\n\n\tExertion usually mixed with some self-inflicted pain.\n\n\tExertion thinking about Runa.\n\n\tThe past few nights were the worst since one of the big thunderstorms that came with this season started rolling in off the plains. Tornados usually broke before they would get anywhere near the small camp but they couldn’t exactly leave the poor tigress out there to get sick or suffer a lightning strike. When that happened Jill inevitably got tranqued like some wild beast and woke up once more in that small white morgue-shelf of a room. Deprived of any outside stimuli and forced to occupy her mind either with crude meditation… or masturbation.\n\n\tLast night was again one of those nights, and when Jill woke up back on her more familiar sugar-sand she was eager to take down whatever guard got the honor of ‘training’ with her today. Hell maybe it would be the one who darted her the night before. Who knew? They all wore gas masks and goggles. Even if it wasn’t her Jill figured she could pretend.\n\n\tThat was when the door to the arena opened, and she walked in.\n\n\t“Well now Bi…” Runa said as she looked down at the tigress and grinned softly. “I am sorry about my absence. Matters to attend, I am sure you understand.\n\n\tJill nodded in spite of herself and stood. Looking down at the ankle cuff, waiting patiently for it to disengage. \n\n\t“You know we have had our little standing wager for a while now. I must say you have already lasted longer than I had ever expected. I’m impressed.” Runa cracked her neck and started to roll her shoulders. That sleek sexy canine body sauntering slowly though the sand in her tight clingy sparring cloths. \n\n\t“So what, you want to renege? Am I gaining too much ground for ya?” Jill scoffed. In spite of her bravado it was impossible to hide how she eyed her Mist… how she eyed Runa up. Jill wasn’t really one for girls per say. Hell she had always been rather asexual. But it was hard to deny that spark of attraction.\n\n\t“Not at all” Runa noted “But it does occur to me that some added incentive to keep you motivated in the short term might not hurt. Considering how long and hard you have fought, only to really get nowhere closer to your goal.”\n\n\t“Right. Because you haven’t lost an inch of ground to me over the past months, have you?” Jill spat. “Granted, someone like you probably has something in mind to make sure I can’t win. But I think we both know I gotta be stronger than you by now. Not that it’s hard with you relying on that damned suit when you are out kidnapping people.”\n\n\t“Claiming my due” Runa corrected as she paced her way around the still shackled tigress. “That is what people like you don’t seem to understand. You have all been fed these lies. Ideas about equality. Egalitarianism. The inherent freedom of every sapient being.” Runa nodded and the cuff fell away leaving Jill free to attack whenever she wished.\n\n\t“The thing you need to learn, Bi. That everyone needs to learn. Is that the world does not reward us for such delusions. Some are simply inferior. Others are superior. That is how the world works.”\n\n\tJill winced at the name that Runa kept trying to force on her. She looked down and shook her leg a bit, rubbing the spot where the cuff had been. She then looked up and grinned a bit wider. “Oh? Well then what, does that mean you get to be mine if I beat you then?” The tigress growled as she licked her lips. If I prove I’m superior do I get to take all this from you? Do things my way?”\n\n\tThis drew a chuckle as Runa took a very casual, unguarded stance. She looked into those bright green tiger eyes and licked her muzzle slowly. The gesture was a clear taunt. But something deep down inside of Jill shivered in anticipation.\n\n\t“I don’t think I’d go that far, Bi. But if you really are eager to beat me, I might just see about getting someone to teach you how to fight in a more formal capacity. You really never could be superior to me. But it is good that you try to improve all the same.”\n\n\tJill just smirked a bit at that. She had no interest in this twisted little life Runa led. Had no interest in the delusions or the clear ego stroking. She just wanted to beat this bitch and stop her from hurting anyone else. Now it seemed she might get her chance.\n\n\tWith a small smirk Jill pushed the buttons on her wrist cuffs. What was once a near constant whine at the very edge of her hearing slowly dropped down bit by bit. No louder than before but the pitch high enough that it hurt just a bit. The small spheres keeping up the massive centrifugal force around her wrists slowly came to a halt as they bled off all the pent up energy, until finally each bracelet clicked and opened falling down into the sand with a soft thud. “Really… I think it’s time we test that theory.”\n\n\tOnce again the dash was straight forward. The only difference how quickly Jill moved and how suddenly she struck. A quick twisting claw swipe coming down harder and faster than it ever had before. Without the bracelets to slow her arms this was quickly followed by a second, then third swipe all of which seemed to be guarded by only a split second.\n\n\tThe rain of blows gave way to a hard gut-kick and a rather unexpected backhand which sent Runa sprawling to the ground. Jill watched her tormenter’s gorgeous body rag doll a moment and bounce like a skipping stone along the sand before skidding to a stop.\n\n\tShe ran up for a football kick. Runa blocked, and Jill took the opening as a chance to swing down hard with both hands balled up in a hammer blow. This too got stopped at the last moment. Though the force of the blow and the speed almost saw it land square on Runas forehead. Jill smirked in triumph as she finally felt her nemesis pushed back. Finally felt the gorgeous, beautiful, terrible oppressor nearly driven down into the dirt. Another hard hammer blow with one arm, then the other, repeating with clear intention of just smashing away her resolve. The speed of each blow growing and her stance shifting ever so slightly, ready for any sort of counter attack.\n\n\tExcept she wasn’t.\n\n\tOne final two-fisted blow came down as hard and fast. It met only air. A sharp blow to Jills side nearly sent her off of her feet, and a hard twist as a paw wrapped around her wrist. Before she knew it Jill found herself wrapped in a chin lock with one arm twisted behind her back. The wolfess pushing her thumb firmly into a pressure point. \n\n\tThe confused flurry of sensations between that painful grip and her damn implants forced pleasure was almost overwhelming. No matter how Jill tried to twist or turn. No matter how hard she tried to push though the pain or push what should have been her superior strength… nothing worked. Stopped it. Runa dodged the flailing of Jills free arm effortlessly and held a viselike grip the tigress simply could not break.\n\n\t“Do you understand yet, Bi?” Runa panted hotly into her ear “Does my little china doll, my little pretty tigress finally get it?” Somehow she managed a knee strike to Jills gut. Not a hard one, but enough. “It doesn’t matter how fast you get. How strong you get. It doesn’t matter what you might learn. You. Are. Inferior.” With that Runa switched her grip. She let go, her fingers hitting two spots on Jills body. But these two spots alone seemed to be enough. One thumb pushed at the point right behind where her jaw hinged, the other into her the gap of her collar bone.\n\n\tThe pain and white hot pleasure of it was too much. Before she knew what was happening Jill was on her knees. Her paw between her legs. Biting hard on her lower lip as she tried to get a grip. Tried to resist the pavlovian need to touch herself as agony washed over her. \n\n\tShe failed, and failed badly. Already stroking her soaking nethers though the clothing provided. Already sobbing and shivering as she tried to speak. Any movement of her jaw just providing a new layer of agony.\n\n\t“You are nothing, Bi. You are dirt. You and your kind are nothing to someone like me. Do you understand?”\n\n\tJill, Bi, Tried to shake her head. That just saw the thumb push harder. Her nerves almost going haywire. She tried to spit at Runa out of some meager defiance, but was unable to do more than slump and sob. Tears streaming down her face as she stroked and kneaded her own sex roughly.\n\n\t“I will always be stronger than you, Bi. My spirit, my nature, what I really am. If you are stronger physically” she kicked Jill hard in the gut without a shred of warning “I will be faster. If you are faster than me” Runa pushed harder into the collarbone and dug her fingers, her claws in. “I will be smarter. Even if you somehow gain more skill, you will never. Can never be better than I am. You can never win. You are permitted to try forever if you wish. But it shall never happen.”\n\n\tJill shuddered and shook hard. She trembled. Looking into those eyes. Into that clear, blue, beautiful real eye and the cold almost twisted silvery prosthesis all the tigress could feel was power and determination and spirit she could never hope to match. \n\n\tHer heart sank. Her body shrank back. Every fiber of her being found escape impossible. Genuinely, truly impossible. Looking into those eyes ad feeling the raw power of Runa, of her Mistress, Jill had to wonder why she even tried.\n\n\tIt must have shown. Some muttered word or glance to the side. Something in Jills body language must have shown it. Suddenly the fingers slipped from her collarbone and gripped the tigress by the hair. Tugging hard and pulling her head back even as the demigoddess of a canine forced her warm powerful muzzle on the soft yielding broken mouth of the tigress. Jill, Bi, fell backwards into the sand. Broken in every sense of the word. Her tongue giving in and lulling hotly along the warm open mouth as she let her Mistress probe and explore.\n\n\tThe fall had pinned Bi’s legs under her own thighs painfully. Even that discomfort serving to drive her arousal. It was almost impossible to spread her legs and show how wanting and eager she was. Not that it mattered. Mistress’ palm soon pushed into the firm spandexy material. Slow forceful rocking motions that set alight her already burning neathers. \n\n\tRuna pulled back and looked down into those eyes once more. A small growl left her throat and if there was any hint of rebellion left in Bi’s mind it vanished at that instant. “What is your name, little kitten… and what are you?” Runa growled calmly.\n\n\t“I…” Bi muttered\n\n\t“Say it” Runa snapped, yanking her hair.\n\n\t“My name… My name is Bi, Mistress. I am your slave. I am. I’m defeated. You won” Bi sobbed as she finally admitted this. Her body spent. Her need grown too strong to control any longer. She bucked her hips awkwardly against the teasing attentions her Mistress gave and groaned oh so hard. An orgasm only a slight whisper away and yet even that was more than she could bring about herself.\n\n\tRuna seemed to know this. She was pleased by the turn of events, but did little to stop the arousal. Faster and faster, on and on the teasing went. Coaxing and holding Bi at the edge as she looked down into those eyes.\n\n\tThis stayed, hovered, kept up for so very long. Any time Bi reached the cusp of orgasm, the tigress felt the hand pull away and the pressure release. Any time she pushed her hips up or begged she got only a firm teasing kiss. She hovered there in that abyssal limbo of pain and pleasure under the woman who conquered her as her vision blurred and her chest heaved. Mind struggling to stay aware as it sank lower and lower. \n\n\t“Are you mine?” Runa whispered softly\n\n\tThe tigress nodded and bit her lip as her head swam.\n\n\t“Then Cum” it wasn’t a request, it was a demand, and one that Runa enforced as she pulled the crotch out of the outfit and pushed her fingers slowly and firmly into the already yearning crease. Shaken, defeated, elated, Bi finally felt the whole world collapsing in around her into blissful darkness.\n\n-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\n\nDay ???\n\n\tBi sat quietly in the lotus position near the anchor point of her ankle cuff. Her toned body shone in the midday sun, but the heat had no noticeable effect on her. The tigress sat with a small data slate in her lap, the detailed information streaming into the simple data jack now at the base of her skull and covered by two long twin tails of dyed black hair. \n\n\tHer ears twitched as the arena door opened. Mistress walked in, flanked by three guards on either side. As far as Bi knew these were the only guards still on the payroll.. Or at least the only ones not constantly occupied. The Tigress stood and gave a deep bow to Runa before taking her standard position. Legs apart, bared chest out and eyes downcast. Her chest, now set with a strong athletic layer of raw muscle that seemed to compliment her frame swelled in display.\n\n\tRuna walked up slowly. Her movements making the tigress’ heart all but leap out of her chest even if the poor slave had no wish to show it. The wolfess ran a thumb over a bright brass nipple ring she had gifted Bi weeks prior and a small smile crossed her muzzle.\n\n\t“I am ready to spar whenever you wish, Mistress” Bi said. She did her best to remain properly flat and formal. She knew what was expected of her. She had been learning how her people treated those who were inferior among them, and knew that was how she should be acting to her own Mistress at the very least.\n\n\tThe Wolfess just giggled and shook her head. “Not today pet, I have a few important things to take care of. But I do have one task of you before I get to them.”\n\n\t“Anything” Bi said, a note of pride creeping into her voice.\n\n\tRuna nodded, and the ankle cuff fell off of Bi. All six guards looked at each other and to Runa in clear shock. The wolfess turned and chuckled softly as she waved her hand. “Bi, Get them.”\n\n\tEach guard woman tried to react. A few went for their rifles. Others drew the more easily accessible stun batons on their tactical vests. One simply took a dragon stance. Quickly and effortlessly lashing out at Bi’s neck.\n\n\tShe was the first to go down. A loud snap as Bi grabbed and twisted the guards arm well past where it reasonably should be, followed by a hard kick sending her flying.\n\n\tThe three guards with batons were dodged with almost painful ease. A flurry of high and low blows from each one driving her slowly back, only for the Tigress to knock her first two foes out with hammer blows to the neck, and rip the baton from the third before incapacitating her with a hard gut-kick.\n\nThe final guard got the rifle pulled and set just as Bi threw the baton into that gas masked face. The gap closing quickly. One tiger-strike ripping the mask free of her foes face and the other drawing a scream as the once-faceless hedgehog woman felt a strike gashing along her bare flesh. A throat punch after this left the last guard alive but shuddering. Incapacitated and helpless as she twitched on the ground. \n\n\t“Enough” Runa called without even looking back. \n\n\tAll of you, I assume you can all make it to the infirmary? Siv is waiting there for you. She should get everything squared away.” Runa looked back a moment at the aftermath and nodded “And tell Siv to keep that ones file on hand” Runa said firmly as she nodded a bit.\n\n\tBi went to put her cuff back on, only to stop as she heard Runa clear her throat.\n\n\t“Yes Mistress?” Bi asked as she blinked, looking up in surprise\n\n\t“I said I had tasks to finish today, and I do… and you are part of them, Bi. Come. We need to get you fitted for your new armor. And” she murred softly “with a proper collar.”\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "By Right: Superiority

By TerraMGP

\tJill had no idea how long it had been since the crazy bitch came to the colony. After the initial ‘introduction’ the crazy wolf girl had apparently decided to ‘soften’ them all up a bit. Or maybe it was just Jill, just the pissed off Tigress who dared to stand up to that insane brat.

\tThe bright sunlight and cool air felt nice enough, admittedly. Jill had spent who knew how long in some small horizontal box. Something akin to an old style Morgue drawer only with bright lights that didn’t shut off and a near maddening lack of stimuli. Being outside was a welcomed change of pace. But then part of her suspected that was the plan.

\tJill watched things going on around her with a bit of half-interest. Not so much a fascination with her captor and the way this madhouse ran. But it was boring sitting there doing nothing all day. Any port of mental stimulation in a storm of calm and all that.

\tShe watched guards dressed up in clearly weaker versions of the wolf bitch’s armor marching around to and fro. Carting boxes and setting up external units to the prefab structures littered around the base area. The armor was all the same mat black with helmets and thick goggled gas masks. Even with some kind of internal cooling the guards had to be bags of sweat, yet they kept on working without much pause. Either they were some kind of slave themselves or they were paid very well. Either way they seemed to be the only activity all morning.

\tBeyond that Jill occupied herself idly tracing geometric shapes in the soft sugary sand and testing the limits of the restraint now placed around her ankle to keep her anchored in place. It was pretty clear the thing wasn’t coming off, and was tight enough around her ankle that even without her foot it likely wouldn’t just slip down. Not that she was going anywhere with one foot anyways. Even if she could somehow hack though her own leg, gods that was a horrific thought, she’d bleed out long before she could get to civilization. Never mind dodging guards and trying to figure out where she was in relation to the colony.

\tThese thoughts kept up and thankfully occupied much of her morning. Granted they may not have been pleasant, but at least they kept her sane as she waited for something to happen that she might react to.

\tJill had given up on that idea though and indeed almost passed out when finally something did happen. A loud thud from one end of the small circle and one of the panels siding down into the dirt. The queen bitch wolf standing behind it as she looked in on Jill with a wicked, twisted grin.

\tRuna moved into the white sugary sand slowly and deliberately. The heavy gate slammed shut behind her and locked with a hard, magnetic thunk. She should have looked different to Jill. Gone was that tight, high tension power armor. The hardened armor plates and snaking, almost perfectly matched synthetic muscles replaced by a simple set of workout clothing. Shorts and a sports bra, both decorated with small, stylized silver runes down the left side but otherwise an unremarkable black that contrasted with the timber wolfs fur.

\t“Nice setup… what, you got some kind of Rome fetish or something?” Jill scoffed as she pulled herself up to her feet. The heavy cuff around her ankle was throwing her balance off a bit, or maybe it was the fact that she hadn’t been standing up in who knew how long. Either way it made taking a properly defiant posture that much more difficult.

\t“You really aren’t up on your history are you, Bi?” Runa scoffed softly, shaking her head “Admittedly this isn’t exactly how I’d picture an Ideal training ground. But prefab structures rarely are.”

\t“What did you call me?” Jill snarled as she took ea half step forward. The cuff almost knocking her over as she reached the length of the chain keeping her in place.

\t“Bi, that is the name I have decided on. Fitting, all things considered.”

\t“My name is Jill” The tigress spat back, fists balling hard. Her claws dug into the palms of her hands a bit. Almost enough to draw blood. She gave a small kick, testing the inevitable strength of that chain once more and wincing.

\tRuna watched this display with clear amusement. She smirked a bit wider and licked her muzzle oh so slowly. That silvery cyber eye twinkling out behind the curl of hair that normally covered it. “I don’t care what you were named before, Bi. You are my property. My possession. If I want to give you a new name, a better name. That is my prerogative.” The wolf paced a bit closer. Not yet within range, not yet close enough. But she was closer than she was and that was something.

\t“Now, Bi. Allow me to explain how this will work. It is clear you have fight in you. It is clear that you would like nothing more than to leave, and would like to rend me limb from limb on the way out. Unless I miss my guess.”

\tJill scoffed a bit and shook her head as a dry, almost pained smirk crossed her face. “Gee, well aren’t you just a fucking master of the obvious.” The tigress snorted a bit and tilted her head “so what. You’re gonna tell me that I’m the first one of your victims to ever fight back or some shit?”

\t“In a way, yes. At least the first of my first batch here… the first of the little toys I’ve gathered to start my enterprise.” Runa was pacing around the shackled tigress slowly and carefully. Every step leaving a clear and defined print in the sand. A steady, almost mechanically precise circle traced as she inched ever closer to where Jill could strike.

\t“Allow me to fill you in on the parts that concern you, my dear little Bi. You want out of here. Fine. You have only one thing you must do… defeat me. Nothing more. Defeat me and I release you. The gate opens, and you walk out.” The wolfess’ tail waved slowly back and forth as she took each calm, measured step. There was no sensuality in her step, no teasing. Only powerful deliberate movements. The kind that probably helped cow others.

\tBut it wouldn’t work on Jill.

\t“ok fine. I beat you and I walk… and what happens if you beat me?” the tigress scoffed. “It’s not hard to tell that there is some kind of huge catch in play here. No way in hell some lowlife like you is going to play ‘fair’ with her victims.”

\tThat cold, mechanical face turned to an almost twisted grin as Runa started to laugh. Her laugh filled the small camp and echoed its way up into the air along the sheer stone walls. “A catch? Oh my such a suspicious girl aren’t we, my little Bi? If you lose, then you rest up here, get put back in your box and we try again when you’re healed. Simple as that. You do not ‘lose’ until you surrender. Until you truly, properly submit to me.  So long as you have the will to fight me. So long as you have it in you to challenge me. You can keep going.”

\tIt all sounded suspicious as hell. Jill knew that. She didn’t trust this psychotic bitch as far as she could throw her. If anything that might be a bit far. But then she didn’t really have much of a choice. Besides… the idea did have a certain kind of appeal.

\t“Alright then. Makes sense to me.  So you are just going to have me wait here while you put on that fancy armor of yours I assume? I mean, the cuff on my leg is annoying… but probably not enough of a handicap huh princess?” Jill grinned wide and licked her muzzle again watching the timber wolf carefully and closely as those two oh so different eyes scanned her own athletic young body.

\tThe tigress had quite a few expectations. Some condescension. An opening sucker punch… some kind of tranquil dart to hit her and make her a soft target for her bitch captor. She was not expecting the soft mechanical click as the cuff on her ankle instantly fell away. The heavy latch twisting open without so much as a gesture from Runa and thudding hard into the sand.

\tThe momentary shock didn’t stop Jill though. She sprinted full tilt at the wolfess. Arms outstretched, claws bared with small tinges of her own blood. The athletic tiger girl let her heavy footfalls stumble and thud though the soft yielding sand. With a speed that would have shocked Jill if she had been paying attention the tigress closed the gap and leapt. Claws shining in the sun, right hand coming down heavy in an open, swiping blow… landing on nothing but air.

\tThe next few moments seemed to go on forever. The struggle to twist in midair, the shock of missing. The confusion. The pain as something suddenly impacted Jill right in the solar plexus. Air shot out of her lungs and her muzzle hung open in a silent scream of shock and pain. Then, in another flash, Jill found herself face down in the arena sand. Sand and air filling her mouth as she struggled to get air into her lungs.

\tEverything burned. Everything stung. The lack of air, the swimming of her head after hitting the sand. Everything was almost painfully pronounced. Jill struggled to get back up onto her hands and knees. The act itself made her feel painfully sick… and something else. An odd, shuddery, semi familiar twitch running down her spine. Through her chest, into her thighs… and into other places she felt mortified to even think of at a time like this.

\t“you hear me Bi?” Runas voice, the damn bitch-wolfs voice cut though a dead still that Jill was just barely now aware of. Muffled and thrumming but still clearly there. “You still want to keep going kitty? I must say it was an admirable first attempt. Given your obvious limitations.”

\t“What limitations” Jill spat, along with a mouthful of sand. The tigress rolled her shoulders a few times trying to shake the odd tingling sensation running though them. It didn’t go, she didn’t care. Even before she had regained her balance fully Jill reared back her right arm and swept it at Runa’s legs as hard and as fast as she could. She expected the loss of balance as the balled fist sought out her captor. She didn’t expect the legs to suddenly move, or her over extended arm to find dead air, or to once again find her face smashed down into the hot white sand.

\tThis time Jill felt the warm rubberized sole of a workout shoe pushing down on her head as she tried to get up. The tigress screamed and snarled pawing impotently at the sand and twisted her neck painfully in her effort to slip free. All the while that shoe kept its place and seemed to apply just the right pressure to ensure she could not slip free.

\t“As I was saying” Runa growled “Limitations. To tell the truth you have fewer than I’d imagine most in your little village had… but still the list is quite large” The shoe moved from on top of Jills head and kicked sharply at her muzzle. It struck at the tip just hard enough to send another fresh wave of pain though her body.

\tJill recoiled quickly, she winced and curled up, and moaned. It was an inescapable noise, and an inescapable sensation. A sharp wave of pleasure that ran though behind the jolt of pain and hit the tigress before she even realized what was happening.

\tThe shock of it al just caused her to lay there, curled up, shuddering and shaking. The pain hadn’t subsided. Hell if anything it was lingering far too long. Yet in spite of herself Jill could feel a quiver of shameful and unexpected arousal lurking just under every screaming nerve. She felt sick, felt ashamed. Didn’t dare try to stand for fear of what her body might do when this far out of control.

\tRuna just laughed and looked down at the poor tigress. The shoe once again pressed down on Jill, this time resting on her cheek, though not with the same pressure as before. “As I was saying, Bi. We all have limitations. Some are smarter than others. Some are faster, stronger, more nimble. Some have a mind for technology while others can barely work a food synth. Some create works of stunning art and stir the soul, others make stick figure comics and record childish pranks to holovid. In every instance there are always those who are inherently superior…” Runa growled as she pushed her foot down hard against that cheek, grinding the rubber roughly against fur and flesh until she drew out a yelped, choked little yowl of pleasure-pain “and those who are created inferior.”

\tJill rolled away and staggered up onto one knee, panting hard and letting out her loudest, most savage growl. Her eyes shone brightly in the midday sun catching blues and greens from the shimmering blue ball. Everything in her was still aching. It was a struggle to get air in her lungs and the strange undercurrent of arousal caused a small, gnawing note of self consciousness to creep into her mind.

\tNot that any of it stopped her though.

\tWithin moments the tigress was back on her feet. Her lean body taking the closest approximation to a proper fighting stance it knew, keeping her thighs together as the small wet spot in her shorts became a bit more apparent. Hopefully it was just piss from getting that first strike to her gut.

\tAfter a shaky half-instant on her feet Jill charged headlong at her target once more, screaming loudly and rearing back her fist as she once again closed the gap. It was faster this time, harder. Fueled by pain and rage. Every fiber of Jills body sought nothing more than to lay this stuck up bitch low. This time her fist moved in a blistering arc, seemingly on course to strike Runa in her ‘good’ eye. The tigress felt a swell of pride and confidence, a rush of sheer extract as she charged.

\tAnd for a third time that feeling was stripped away. A sudden shift in stance, a sharp pain in her gut and Jill found herself crumpled over once more. Her body quivered, her eyes watered. The tigress’ awkward panting squealing groans filled the small compound as she screamed and shuddered. Violently Jills back arched and contorted as her body confusingly betrayed her, until she finally lay spent and shaking in the sand. Still struggling to pull herself up.

\tThe Tigress soon felt Runas paw wrapping into her hair. The wolf easily pulled Jill along the sand and back over to the center of that Arena. The ankle cuff went back on with the same loud thud and just like that she was again trapped.

\t“I think that is enough for today” Runa laughed softly “I have quite a bit more I need to take care of. You’d better work on getting stronger, Bi. I don’t plan on taking it this easy on you as we progress.”

\tWith that Runa turned away and walked slowly out of the arena, tail waggling softly behind her, hips swaying. That smug, superior wolf bitch clearly quite proud of her success.

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Day 6:

\tAfter about the third day Jill had at least figured out a few things about her situation. For one, it seemed that Runa enjoyed routine, and at the moment Jill was a part of that. These little combat sessions had come each day in the early evening as far as she could guess. It was a bit hard to recall just how high the sun was when Runa came along since Jill found herself sleeping though the hottest parts of the day.

\tTwo was that, whatever else might be happening, it was clear Runa wanted this whole thing to continue a specific way. One of the guards brought food and water at the same times every day. At first Jill refused to eat or drink anything, but after the third or so time the guards forced a bottle of water down her throat the tigress had accepted that the stuff either was not drugged, or she probably wasn’t going to avoid it. Plus from what she saw around the camp they had plenty of other ways they could be doing that. Already there were figures in tight, shiny body suits wrapped up tight and restrained, being wheeled on hand trucks from one building in the compound to another.

\tJill didn’t know and didn’t care who they were. She figured that once she finished off this uppity wolf bitch she’d free anyone who needed it and put down the rest… or more likely bolt away and come back with armed villagers.

\tAll of that had paled in comparison to her last issue though.

\tJill was horny.

\tThere was no dancing around the issue. No ignoring it. The past week had been the most worked up Jill had ever felt in her life. She wanted to blame drugs in the food, except that it was going on well before she had her first bite. In fact it went all the way back to that first fight.

\tGranted the good news, and bad, was that this meant it could be brain damage. Something screwy in her head that an off-world doc might be able to fix with some meds or machine assisted surgery.

\tThat didn’t stop her from fidgeting for hours on end as she sat there in the middle of that arena, nothing to do but let her mind drift. Usually to some very impure thoughts about a few of the boys back in her village.

\tIt had gotten so bad that Jill spent most of her nights masturbating and did her best to either sleep or distract herself in other ways during the day. She had even managed to get a small hole in the sand all the way down to where her chain was anchored… only to find the thing set in a two foot wide cylinder of solid cement.

\tShe had tried to practice fighting, but really had no idea what she was doing. All she could really do is try to imagine how to get past a few of the attacks Runa had used. That had yet to work out well for her.

\tMostly though she simply laid there and tried to ignore her own growing heat. Ignore the thoughts of the stallion who used to run bread for the Reynolds bakery, or the cute bunny boy she used to babysit. Or… gods help her, that one time she actually thought of that filthy bitch Runa.

\tIt was always quick and never very explicit. The second everyone was gone she jammed her paw down those now filthy workout shorts and fingered herself roughly, using just a tiny bit of claw strangely enough. It made things better for a while.

\tBut now it was almost time for her daily bout, and Jill was once again antsy and on edge. She stood and took a stance similar to one of the stances she had seen Runa take the previous day. It didn’t seem to phase the wolf, who came in this time dragging a large toy-looking blade behind her.

\t“heh, so what. Are you getting scared princess? Am I finally catching up to ya?” Jill scoffed as she watched the wolf dragging in the six foot long hunk of brightly colored material. Runa smirked and hefted it up with almost no effort, placing it on her shoulder with a small giggle.

\tJill hated that giggle, especially the shivers it sent down her spine.

\t“I think today will be another short session, Bi.” Runa called out slowly “I am having a little trouble with another one of my future tools, and it seems the buyer for another might be wanting the time table moved up.”

\tJills expression darkened at this. She hadn’t forgotten what Runa was. Not by a long shot. But this… this was the first time she had mentioned selling someone off.

\t“I’d ask who and why, but I am betting I already know your answer” Jill said with a dark growl.

\tThe Wolfess nodded almost playfully as she moved her left foot back, the same that shouldered the massive toy sword. “Naturally you can go as long as you like, or until you seem too broken to fight, my sweet Bi. But I really don’t think I’ll be holding back as much as I first intended. That is unless you can prove entertaining.”

\tA sharp click from the cuff and Jill darted her way around in a tight circle, She made her way around at a sprint and tried to sweep in from the left side. Jill kept her eyes on the sword and dropped as soon as it left Runas shoulder, her body twisting into a soccer-tackle aimed straight at the Wolfs shin.

\tThe blow struck true and sent Runa crumpling down on one knee. Jill landed to the side and blinked a bit as she rolled off and pushed herself up on one knee. The rush, the exhilaration of scoring the first blow for once filled her to the brim with a burning pride. She put her chin up, began to lift herself, claws coming out in preparation for a follow up.

\tShe didn’t even make it to her feet. A wide, swinging arc and the inch thick ‘blade’ of the sparring weapon struck true. Variable density foam took on a hard enough consistency to prevent any serious injury. But the blow itself struck Jill in the arm and sent her flying back several feet, landing in a spray of sand.

\tPain, pleasure, confusion, a throbbing thrumming searing drum beat of blood and impacted tissue all rippled though the point of impact and radiated out though the rest of Jills body. She was almost too distracted to notice the sudden downswing coming towards her. Leaping to the side a split second before the practice blade struck sand. It was followed seamlessly by a flowing cross-slash that Jill just barely managed to duck. Delivering a hard left jab into Runas side and then tackling her over.

\tJill rolled away with the blade in her hands and reared back. The thing had a hilt over a foot long and she gripped it like a sledge, the tigress bringing the weapon down full force at her captor..

\tRuna managed to slip to the side and delivered a pair of sharp jabs to Jills exposed chest.

\tRage, unwanted pleasure, confusion. The tigress planted her back foot and attempted a wide arcing swing at Runas head. The wolfess quickly ducked it and delivered another pair of punches and a sharp knee strike.

\tThat strike left her reeling, shaking. Coughing hard and struggling to stand. Jill didn’t even notice the foam sword had left her hands, until it impacted her right across the face.

\t“Ten pounds.” Runa panted firmly “Variable density, ten pounds of weight. I use this to practice my form with a blade. Strength doesn’t mean anything if you can’t wield it properly.” Runa tossed the blade into the sand and walked up to the tigress. She gripped her hair again and tilted her head back, spitting in Jills face and growling “Did you really think I was getting weak, you stupid kitten? You should have been dodging. I was giving you a chance, since I’m stronger than you.”

\tJill let out a small, pained moan that she tried to disguise as a grunt. Instead she was simply dragged back with her ankle chained up again. Slumping and hugging her body hard as the pain started to set in.

\tIf someone is stronger, you damn well better be faster. Because you might not get a second shot. Something to think about. And that you’ll always be weaker than me.”

\tWith that Runa walked off leaving the weapon in the arena with Jill, scoffing to herself while the disoriented Tigress slowly let the world go blank.

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Day 17:

\tSwinging the sword for any length of time was harder than it sounded. Ten Pounds didn’t seem like it should be any weight at all, but the size of the weapon and the balance point made it seem like far more.

\tFor a while Jill had tried her best to use the sword one handed. It looked easy enough in Holos and she was pretty sure she got one or two techniques down. But it didn’t take more than a couple of days before her arms were telling a different story and she knew she had to start two-handed.

\tAs before there wasn’t much to do. The daily ‘grind’ of naps and masturbation were now accompanied by the occasional spat of swinging around a sword shaped object and hoping that she was learning something.

\tAs was becoming the norm the gate clicked opened mid-morning to let in the guard with her next meal. Jill looked up from her pseudo-training to see the bunny girl from before instead, stumbling her way though the fine sand in four-inch heels carrying a tray and two ornate looking chrome and red bracelets, trying desperately not to spill anything.

\t“Here you go, Bi. I synthed up the lunch myself. My current project is going a bit slow and Mistress wanted me to bring you these anyways.”

\t“I’m not Bi” Jill snorted softly

\t“I’m sorry, did you say something?” The bunny asked sweetly

\t“I said that isn’t my name. I’m not Bi. My name is Jill”

\tThe lapine shook her head and giggled a bit. For whatever reason she apparently found this little bit of defiance hilarious.

\tJill growled, but she didn’t do anything more. Whatever was fucked up about this rabbit probably wouldn’t get fixed with a swift kick. Plus she was rather hungry after all the work she did.

\tSiv moved in closer with far more confidence than most of the guards showed. She offered the tray up to Jill who took it and plucked the bracelets off of it a moment, moving the lid to see what was underneath.

\t“Spring rolls and orange chicken. I hope I got it ok. I’m not used to cooking anything that isn’t from Mistress’ own menu. But she wants me to get better at making food you would like.”

\tJill winced a bit at that and glared at rabbit as hard as she could. A soft but menacing growl rolled in her throat as she wrinkled her nose “What about a Hamburger, hmm? How about that? Or A steak, or some Pasta”

\t“oh my. Well I suppose I could try to see what sounds good with some stir fry and”

\t“No” Jill snapped “Pasta pasta. Like with sauce. Like the stuff you synth up because it’s third in the default menu and you are too lazy to look though it all or wait half an hour.”

\tSiv shook her head as her ears lopped down a bit “No, sorry about that. Mistress made it very clear what kind of diet she expects from you, Bi. Only the food on the menu she had the computer devise, and only in the portions pre programmed. Besides, I didn’t think you’d mind. I mean it’s probably not as good as you’re used to but…”

\tJill blinked a bit and narrowed her eyes. She was tempted, oh so tempted to throw the whole tray at the bunny “So, what. Because I’m a Tiger I’m automatically gonna eat spring rolls and stir fry? Let me guess, you put some fucking chop sticks in here too didn’t y…” She winced as she found a pair of clear plastic chop sticks complete with luminescent character engraving sitting in a small cloth pouch within the tray.

\tShe looked at the bunny dumbstruck, dropping down into a sitting position simply from a lack of things to say or do.

\t“I.. it… So, what. Is the bitch off now eating a bunch of herring or something?” Jill grumbled

\t“Pickled herring yes, and Smorrebrod. She is going over perspective client lists so she wanted something light.”

\tHearing that, Jill just sighed and put the tray aside with the covering on once more. She picked up one of the bracelets. The thing was a ring, about a quarter inch in diameter. Chrome save for the red glowing band around the middle and a small display at the top that shone though the mirrored surface when she ran a finger over it. “Let me guess, cuffs?” Jill scoffed.

\t“No. Training equipment” Siv noted proudly “you should try them on.

\tAs before Jill realized what a monumentally stupid idea that would be. She also recognized that she really didn’t have much of a say in the matter. After all they could probably come in at any time and do whatever the hell they wanted to her. Why bother tricking her?

\tShe slipped one of the bands on and heard it lock in place. She ran her finger along the display again and looked it over curiously. A bright red number one rested in the display. Jill looked carefully, poking at the display itself, until finally her finger slid from left to right and the number went up to two. Nothing more happened and she flipped it a few more times before finally giving up, shrugging and sitting back down to eat. The bracelet hummed ominously after a few moments. The lights spinning, the outer shell making a strange humming growling sound.

\tThe poor tigress looked around desperately for a latch, for a release button, for anything as the light thrummed and hummed itself up faster and faster. Shimmering as the sound grew. Building up more and more every second until finally the ring went solid and the noise became a simple, almost inaudible hum.

\tJill looked the band over curiously. She held her arm out, almost afraid to move it. When she did, it felt almost utterly unnatural. It was as if a force was both pushing and pulling at every side of her wrist at once. Creating resistance in odd ways and at odd angles as she tried to move normally.

\tA few taps at the chromed bracelet seemed to indicate that it was largely inert. There wasn’t any real heat… at least no more than she was getting from the sun most days, and aside from the odd sensation in her wrist Jill didn’t feel like there was any danger.

\t“It’s supposed to help you with your workout” Siv noted helpfully “They are best if used in pairs. Technically you could use them on your ankles too but, well…”

\tJill nodded. She put the other bracelet on and repeated the process, curiously looking over her new accessories as they glowed and hummed. They certainly made movement more difficult. It was in fact possible that this was some way for the wolf to even the odds after a few close calls before.

\tThen again Knowing Runa it could have just as easily been something she figured was pretty on Jill. That thought brought a slight blush to the tigress’ cheeks… and she hated herself even more for it.

\t“So is that all?” Jill asked as she eyed the bunny, popping the tray lid open again and looking at her meal for the day.

\t“Yes it is” Siv nodded happily

\t“Good, then get lost. I got a lot to work on today.

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Day 73:

\tJill finished off her meal quickly as ever. Her portion sizes had been growing rather steadily. At this point she was probably getting about half a chicken per day. It showed.

\tWhile she might not have been overly large, the Tigress had certainly gained a good deal of tone. Her sleek silky coat rippled off of smooth defined curves along every inch of her body.

\tAs was usual by  now, Jill didn’t even bother to look up as Runa walked into the arena, into Jills little world.

\tThe wolfess smirked a bit as she moved in slowly, carefully. Watching Jill as she ate. The brawls had been getting a bit more challenging, a bit more interesting. Better still, the Tigress seemed to be a bit more at peace… or perhaps just learning a bit of patience. It was hard to tell.

\tSlowly the Tigress put her plate aside and got to her feet. She had not grown much in stature, but her build seemed to be a bit stronger, bigger. Sleek powerful muscles under a coat of weather-beaten fur. Jill narrowed her eyes a bit and smirked as she moved her back foot slowly behind her in the sand. She slipped down into stance, An admittedly flawed one picked up from her bouts with Runa, or the occasional times the guards were allowed to spar with Jill instead.

\tThe ankle cuff fell away and Jill smirked. Without hesitation she dashed forwards quickly, feet digging near horizontally into the sand as she pushed her way forward swiftly. She leapt hard and twisted into a full flying kick.

\tOne Runa easily sidestepped.

\tJill rolled hard and quickly popped up a split second after landing. Her stance was still shaky. Her movements clearly untrained. But what she had apparently picked up seemed to be coming out.

\tA quick dash and the tigress brought down an open pawed strike at Runa. Faster, more controlled than it was before. The wolf girl put her arm up to block and the thud rang out as the blow was intercepted a mere inch from Runas muzzle.

\tAnother claw strike, then  third. A hard front snapping kick and then both paws came down with claws bared. Runa blocked once more, but this time was unable to fully stop the momentum. The claws kept on their path and dug furrows into the back of Runas forearms before swiping away.

\tThe tigress grinned. She took a step back and fell neatly into her unpracticed stance.

\tEven though the furrows bled rather profusely Runa smirked a bit and took a stance of her own. Looking the tigress in the eye with a wide grin as she raised an arm, showing the blood running down it and onto the sand. “Those were some rather hard blows to block. It seems you are getting stronger.” She chuckled.

\tJill licked her lips and nodded. As with most of their sparring matches it had been downright infuriating trying to manage her own rage and the seemingly growing sense of pleasure she felt any time Runa or the damn guards hit her. It was, to say the least, almost more than she could take holding back in each of those fights.

\tSlowly the tigress brought one of her hands up to her face, licking the blood from her claws and smirking in triumph. “Stronger than you, I’d guess. She said rather calmly.

\tJill ran full tilt at Runa. A powerful, sudden jolt breaking into a hard flying kick. The bottom of her foot impacted one of those gashed arms. It pushed in, the blow biting down just a bit, before Runa managed to twist her body quickly to the side and come in with a rather sudden punch.

\tIt was a shock to the system. The blow landed dead center in the solar plexus. Some momentum still remained from the flying kick and far more as gravity dragged Jill own into the sand. She thudded hard into the mercifully sugary arena floor only to feel an orgasmic jolt of absolute agony with Runas fist following down into the exact same spot.

\tThe pain made her sob, the pleasure made her moan. Jill felt her jaw go slack in a breathless, soundless scream while clutching between her legs and rolling off to the side.

\tRuna smirked a bit and nodded her approval. She spat on the Tigress’ face and pushed a foot down on it, grinding down firmly. “I admire your dedication. You are clearly stronger than you were. Much stronger.” Runa chuckled “But one thing you will learn sooner or later, my Bi. I. Am. Always. Superior.”

\tEach word was punctuated by a sharp, firm kick to the gut. The first blow sending Jill over the edge into orgasm. Each one after that just causing the sensation to renew and draw over the last. Her mind barely able to cope with the sudden influx of forced pleasure and pain.

\tThe last thing Jill recalled before the world went dark was the sight of Runa walking away. The toned wolfess shaking her rump in a provocative little swish. Even in her rage Bi… Jill… Found it hard to look away or keep herself from admiring the backside of that bitter timber wolf bitch.

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Day 138:

\tEven with all of the fresh air and sunshine to keep her company most days Jill was finding it difficult to measure the passage of time. Anyone would tell her which day it was or how long she had been in this waking nightmare. In fact they all seemed more than happy to do so. The guards seemed to find her disorientation some kind of amusement.

\tYet even with the information it was hard to feel as if anything happened at all. Oh sure things seemed to change some. Runa skipped training more frequently and instead put her guards in her place. All of them were weaker than the wolfess. That much made some sense, or else why wouldn’t they just take over. A few of the others Jill recognized from her first day there also seemed to move about freely now and then. Others were less free in their movements. But all were still in thrall, and none would dare come anywhere near the arena. It was getting so that the only people Jill ever saw up close and without a mask over their face was Runa and Siv.

\tWhich was probably the whole idea.

\tA few days ago Runa had apparently taken care of something just outside of the compound and since then Jill was left with nothing but guards to train with.

\tShe didn’t much mind. Every day that Runa didn’t fight was another day she could close the gap without that wicked, twisted, sexy little bitch wolf finding some way to compensate. It was also another day without the overwhelming sensation of forced orgasms driving her into unconsciousness after a hard bout.

\tAt this point though that was becoming less of a perk.

\tIt was getting harder to deny some of the truths about her situation. How hard it was now to keep track of things beyond the arena and the fight. How hard it was to simply relax and pass out without a good bit of physical exertion. How it was nearly impossible to pass out without some sexual exertion on her part if Runa wasn’t around.

\tExertion usually mixed with some self-inflicted pain.

\tExertion thinking about Runa.

\tThe past few nights were the worst since one of the big thunderstorms that came with this season started rolling in off the plains. Tornados usually broke before they would get anywhere near the small camp but they couldn’t exactly leave the poor tigress out there to get sick or suffer a lightning strike. When that happened Jill inevitably got tranqued like some wild beast and woke up once more in that small white morgue-shelf of a room. Deprived of any outside stimuli and forced to occupy her mind either with crude meditation… or masturbation.

\tLast night was again one of those nights, and when Jill woke up back on her more familiar sugar-sand she was eager to take down whatever guard got the honor of ‘training’ with her today. Hell maybe it would be the one who darted her the night before. Who knew? They all wore gas masks and goggles. Even if it wasn’t her Jill figured she could pretend.

\tThat was when the door to the arena opened, and she walked in.

\t“Well now Bi…” Runa said as she looked down at the tigress and grinned softly. “I am sorry about my absence. Matters to attend, I am sure you understand.

\tJill nodded in spite of herself and stood. Looking down at the ankle cuff, waiting patiently for it to disengage.

\t“You know we have had our little standing wager for a while now. I must say you have already lasted longer than I had ever expected. I’m impressed.” Runa cracked her neck and started to roll her shoulders. That sleek sexy canine body sauntering slowly though the sand in her tight clingy sparring cloths.

\t“So what, you want to renege? Am I gaining too much ground for ya?” Jill scoffed. In spite of her bravado it was impossible to hide how she eyed her Mist… how she eyed Runa up. Jill wasn’t really one for girls per say. Hell she had always been rather asexual. But it was hard to deny that spark of attraction.

\t“Not at all” Runa noted “But it does occur to me that some added incentive to keep you motivated in the short term might not hurt. Considering how long and hard you have fought, only to really get nowhere closer to your goal.”

\t“Right. Because you haven’t lost an inch of ground to me over the past months, have you?” Jill spat. “Granted, someone like you probably has something in mind to make sure I can’t win. But I think we both know I gotta be stronger than you by now. Not that it’s hard with you relying on that damned suit when you are out kidnapping people.”

\t“Claiming my due” Runa corrected as she paced her way around the still shackled tigress. “That is what people like you don’t seem to understand. You have all been fed these lies. Ideas about equality. Egalitarianism. The inherent freedom of every sapient being.” Runa nodded and the cuff fell away leaving Jill free to attack whenever she wished.

\t“The thing you need to learn, Bi. That everyone needs to learn. Is that the world does not reward us for such delusions. Some are simply inferior. Others are superior. That is how the world works.”

\tJill winced at the name that Runa kept trying to force on her. She looked down and shook her leg a bit, rubbing the spot where the cuff had been. She then looked up and grinned a bit wider. “Oh? Well then what, does that mean you get to be mine if I beat you then?” The tigress growled as she licked her lips. If I prove I’m superior do I get to take all this from you? Do things my way?”

\tThis drew a chuckle as Runa took a very casual, unguarded stance. She looked into those bright green tiger eyes and licked her muzzle slowly. The gesture was a clear taunt. But something deep down inside of Jill shivered in anticipation.

\t“I don’t think I’d go that far, Bi. But if you really are eager to beat me, I might just see about getting someone to teach you how to fight in a more formal capacity. You really never could be superior to me. But it is good that you try to improve all the same.”

\tJill just smirked a bit at that. She had no interest in this twisted little life Runa led. Had no interest in the delusions or the clear ego stroking. She just wanted to beat this bitch and stop her from hurting anyone else. Now it seemed she might get her chance.

\tWith a small smirk Jill pushed the buttons on her wrist cuffs. What was once a near constant whine at the very edge of her hearing slowly dropped down bit by bit. No louder than before but the pitch high enough that it hurt just a bit. The small spheres keeping up the massive centrifugal force around her wrists slowly came to a halt as they bled off all the pent up energy, until finally each bracelet clicked and opened falling down into the sand with a soft thud. “Really… I think it’s time we test that theory.”

\tOnce again the dash was straight forward. The only difference how quickly Jill moved and how suddenly she struck. A quick twisting claw swipe coming down harder and faster than it ever had before. Without the bracelets to slow her arms this was quickly followed by a second, then third swipe all of which seemed to be guarded by only a split second.

\tThe rain of blows gave way to a hard gut-kick and a rather unexpected backhand which sent Runa sprawling to the ground. Jill watched her tormenter’s gorgeous body rag doll a moment and bounce like a skipping stone along the sand before skidding to a stop.

\tShe ran up for a football kick. Runa blocked, and Jill took the opening as a chance to swing down hard with both hands balled up in a hammer blow. This too got stopped at the last moment. Though the force of the blow and the speed almost saw it land square on Runas forehead. Jill smirked in triumph as she finally felt her nemesis pushed back. Finally felt the gorgeous, beautiful, terrible oppressor nearly driven down into the dirt. Another hard hammer blow with one arm, then the other, repeating with clear intention of just smashing away her resolve. The speed of each blow growing and her stance shifting ever so slightly, ready for any sort of counter attack.

\tExcept she wasn’t.

\tOne final two-fisted blow came down as hard and fast. It met only air. A sharp blow to Jills side nearly sent her off of her feet, and a hard twist as a paw wrapped around her wrist. Before she knew it Jill found herself wrapped in a chin lock with one arm twisted behind her back. The wolfess pushing her thumb firmly into a pressure point.

\tThe confused flurry of sensations between that painful grip and her damn implants forced pleasure was almost overwhelming. No matter how Jill tried to twist or turn. No matter how hard she tried to push though the pain or push what should have been her superior strength… nothing worked. Stopped it. Runa dodged the flailing of Jills free arm effortlessly and held a viselike grip the tigress simply could not break.

\t“Do you understand yet, Bi?” Runa panted hotly into her ear “Does my little china doll, my little pretty tigress finally get it?” Somehow she managed a knee strike to Jills gut. Not a hard one, but enough. “It doesn’t matter how fast you get. How strong you get. It doesn’t matter what you might learn. You. Are. Inferior.” With that Runa switched her grip. She let go, her fingers hitting two spots on Jills body. But these two spots alone seemed to be enough. One thumb pushed at the point right behind where her jaw hinged, the other into her the gap of her collar bone.

\tThe pain and white hot pleasure of it was too much. Before she knew what was happening Jill was on her knees. Her paw between her legs. Biting hard on her lower lip as she tried to get a grip. Tried to resist the pavlovian need to touch herself as agony washed over her.

\tShe failed, and failed badly. Already stroking her soaking nethers though the clothing provided. Already sobbing and shivering as she tried to speak. Any movement of her jaw just providing a new layer of agony.

\t“You are nothing, Bi. You are dirt. You and your kind are nothing to someone like me. Do you understand?”

\tJill, Bi, Tried to shake her head. That just saw the thumb push harder. Her nerves almost going haywire. She tried to spit at Runa out of some meager defiance, but was unable to do more than slump and sob. Tears streaming down her face as she stroked and kneaded her own sex roughly.

\t“I will always be stronger than you, Bi. My spirit, my nature, what I really am. If you are stronger physically” she kicked Jill hard in the gut without a shred of warning “I will be faster. If you are faster than me” Runa pushed harder into the collarbone and dug her fingers, her claws in. “I will be smarter. Even if you somehow gain more skill, you will never. Can never be better than I am. You can never win. You are permitted to try forever if you wish. But it shall never happen.”

\tJill shuddered and shook hard. She trembled. Looking into those eyes. Into that clear, blue, beautiful real eye and the cold almost twisted silvery prosthesis all the tigress could feel was power and determination and spirit she could never hope to match.

\tHer heart sank. Her body shrank back. Every fiber of her being found escape impossible. Genuinely, truly impossible. Looking into those eyes ad feeling the raw power of Runa, of her Mistress, Jill had to wonder why she even tried.

\tIt must have shown. Some muttered word or glance to the side. Something in Jills body language must have shown it. Suddenly the fingers slipped from her collarbone and gripped the tigress by the hair. Tugging hard and pulling her head back even as the demigoddess of a canine forced her warm powerful muzzle on the soft yielding broken mouth of the tigress. Jill, Bi, fell backwards into the sand. Broken in every sense of the word. Her tongue giving in and lulling hotly along the warm open mouth as she let her Mistress probe and explore.

\tThe fall had pinned Bi’s legs under her own thighs painfully. Even that discomfort serving to drive her arousal. It was almost impossible to spread her legs and show how wanting and eager she was. Not that it mattered. Mistress’ palm soon pushed into the firm spandexy material. Slow forceful rocking motions that set alight her already burning neathers.

\tRuna pulled back and looked down into those eyes once more. A small growl left her throat and if there was any hint of rebellion left in Bi’s mind it vanished at that instant. “What is your name, little kitten… and what are you?” Runa growled calmly.

\t“I…” Bi muttered

\t“Say it” Runa snapped, yanking her hair.

\t“My name… My name is Bi, Mistress. I am your slave. I am. I’m defeated. You won” Bi sobbed as she finally admitted this. Her body spent. Her need grown too strong to control any longer. She bucked her hips awkwardly against the teasing attentions her Mistress gave and groaned oh so hard. An orgasm only a slight whisper away and yet even that was more than she could bring about herself.

\tRuna seemed to know this. She was pleased by the turn of events, but did little to stop the arousal. Faster and faster, on and on the teasing went. Coaxing and holding Bi at the edge as she looked down into those eyes.

\tThis stayed, hovered, kept up for so very long. Any time Bi reached the cusp of orgasm, the tigress felt the hand pull away and the pressure release. Any time she pushed her hips up or begged she got only a firm teasing kiss. She hovered there in that abyssal limbo of pain and pleasure under the woman who conquered her as her vision blurred and her chest heaved. Mind struggling to stay aware as it sank lower and lower.

\t“Are you mine?” Runa whispered softly

\tThe tigress nodded and bit her lip as her head swam.

\t“Then Cum” it wasn’t a request, it was a demand, and one that Runa enforced as she pulled the crotch out of the outfit and pushed her fingers slowly and firmly into the already yearning crease. Shaken, defeated, elated, Bi finally felt the whole world collapsing in around her into blissful darkness.

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Day ???

\tBi sat quietly in the lotus position near the anchor point of her ankle cuff. Her toned body shone in the midday sun, but the heat had no noticeable effect on her. The tigress sat with a small data slate in her lap, the detailed information streaming into the simple data jack now at the base of her skull and covered by two long twin tails of dyed black hair.

\tHer ears twitched as the arena door opened. Mistress walked in, flanked by three guards on either side. As far as Bi knew these were the only guards still on the payroll.. Or at least the only ones not constantly occupied. The Tigress stood and gave a deep bow to Runa before taking her standard position. Legs apart, bared chest out and eyes downcast. Her chest, now set with a strong athletic layer of raw muscle that seemed to compliment her frame swelled in display.

\tRuna walked up slowly. Her movements making the tigress’ heart all but leap out of her chest even if the poor slave had no wish to show it. The wolfess ran a thumb over a bright brass nipple ring she had gifted Bi weeks prior and a small smile crossed her muzzle.

\t“I am ready to spar whenever you wish, Mistress” Bi said. She did her best to remain properly flat and formal. She knew what was expected of her. She had been learning how her people treated those who were inferior among them, and knew that was how she should be acting to her own Mistress at the very least.

\tThe Wolfess just giggled and shook her head. “Not today pet, I have a few important things to take care of. But I do have one task of you before I get to them.”

\t“Anything” Bi said, a note of pride creeping into her voice.

\tRuna nodded, and the ankle cuff fell off of Bi. All six guards looked at each other and to Runa in clear shock. The wolfess turned and chuckled softly as she waved her hand. “Bi, Get them.”

\tEach guard woman tried to react. A few went for their rifles. Others drew the more easily accessible stun batons on their tactical vests. One simply took a dragon stance. Quickly and effortlessly lashing out at Bi’s neck.

\tShe was the first to go down. A loud snap as Bi grabbed and twisted the guards arm well past where it reasonably should be, followed by a hard kick sending her flying.

\tThe three guards with batons were dodged with almost painful ease. A flurry of high and low blows from each one driving her slowly back, only for the Tigress to knock her first two foes out with hammer blows to the neck, and rip the baton from the third before incapacitating her with a hard gut-kick.

The final guard got the rifle pulled and set just as Bi threw the baton into that gas masked face. The gap closing quickly. One tiger-strike ripping the mask free of her foes face and the other drawing a scream as the once-faceless hedgehog woman felt a strike gashing along her bare flesh. A throat punch after this left the last guard alive but shuddering. Incapacitated and helpless as she twitched on the ground.

\t“Enough” Runa called without even looking back.

\tAll of you, I assume you can all make it to the infirmary? Siv is waiting there for you. She should get everything squared away.” Runa looked back a moment at the aftermath and nodded “And tell Siv to keep that ones file on hand” Runa said firmly as she nodded a bit.

\tBi went to put her cuff back on, only to stop as she heard Runa clear her throat.

\t“Yes Mistress?” Bi asked as she blinked, looking up in surprise

\t“I said I had tasks to finish today, and I do… and you are part of them, Bi. Come. We need to get you fitted for your new armor. And” she murred softly “with a proper collar.”

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