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Older couples at the cusp of age before one might consider a proper Rejuv treatment ambled their way arm in arm towards the casinos and stage shows. \n\n\tThis wasn’t what she fought for. The need for travel was obvious of course. Yet the way these people spent their time disgusted the sparrow down to her core. The children should be spending time in study, be it scripture or school lessons. The parents, if they had no work that needed doing, could have easily spent the time in prayer and reflection. Everything about this ship was a waste of time better spent elsewhere and yet here she was aiding Princess Katharine herself with minor indulgences during some flight into the heart of the heathen corp’s space.\n\n\tBut then, all things had their place in Heaven and Terra. She was a knight of the realm, and as the holy Father had put the Bran’s on the throne so too would Korrin do her part to defend them regardless.\n\n\tIf there was one silver lining to the whole thing it was how most of these same civilians didn’t flinch at her, even with the naval saber hanging from her hip her countrymen did not cower before her the way rebel and fringe secessionists may have. Outside of the odd pirate, it was quite tiring being the source of fear even if that fear was needed to keep order.\n\n\tAs if on cue a pair of ship security hands decked out in crisp blue and white uniforms stepped out from around the corner. Korrin’s HUD told her they were meant to go this way, yet she found herself nearly bowled over as the duo plodded heedlessly along in deep conversation only stopping when the bird cleared her throat and gazed daggers at them.\n\n\t“Excuse me.” Korrin snipped. She felt the heavy cybernetic augmentations in her chest and arms roll with the words. Well worn instincts prepping her body for a fight that would never come.\n\n\tThe two men stopped and looked at the knight. Simple stun batons hanging at their hips, scuffed boots and smudged uniforms with some cheap obscuring AR glamour used to ensure nobody would notice without paying attention. Korrin watched the color drain from their faces as both furs took a nervous step back. Neither one even bothered to reach for a weapon. Dulled senses clearly not ready should an attack arise.\n\n\t“Oh, sorry Miss. Ohhh, you’re one of the knights aren’t you?” The taller of the two asked. A young stallion with what was probably a far more toned build a few years ago. His shorter mule counterpart said nothing but gazed up at her curiously and then over to his friend. It didn’t take a genius to know what they were doing.\n\n\t“If either of you have something to say, I’d at least enjoy the courtesy of having it said to my face.” Korrin growled.\n\n\tSorry, Miss.” The mule snapped sharply “We didn’t want to say anything upsetting.”\n\n\t“So you say.” The Knight sighed “I’m sure that’s the truth, too. I’m quite sure the both of you would be far happier carrying on your conversation and letting me be on my way.”\n\n\tThe mule nodded only stopping at a hard elbow jab from his friend. The pair looked at each other and then to the woman shifting awkwardly under her stern gaze.\n\n\t“Might I ask where you two gentlemen were going? Your patrol route puts you quite a bit further along this hallway by now. I’m guessing the conversation you’re having is quite enthralling.”\n\n\t“Oh, no Ma’am! Nothing like that.” The Stallion noted\n\n\t“Yeah. If anything it was just me Humoring Harry more while he goes on about his crush for the new buffet cook.” The grey furred man winced as a paw cuffed him on the back of the head and the two gazed at each other coldly before turning back to the unimpressed woman before them.\n\n\t“What I was trying to say though was that we got a bit held up. The other Knight asked us for some help moving some boxes.”\n\n\t“Help? Other Knight?” Korrin narrowed her eyes and gazed at them carefully.\n\n\t“Yeah, the pink frog. She was moving a cart full of luggage into the carrier chute for one of the suites. Figured we’d stop and help her load it all up.”\n\n\t“Never mind that either one of you could have placed something in among the luggage, yes?” Korrin snapped. Both men shrinking further back from her as she paced forwards.\n\n\t“What would we put in, Ma’am?” The mule stammered “We’re both too broke to try and gift anyone anything..”\n\n\t“We’d never harm the princess!” The Stallion growled the words with what little courage he could muster. “Besides, anything dangerous would be detected and isolated before the belt moved it in to her Highness’ suite.”\n\n\tKorrin scoffed at this and leaned in far enough to nearly push the man over. “Measures I’m sure you two know very well considering your position on this ship. Measures I’m sure can be circumvented given enough creativity.” She sighed and waved a cybernetic hand at the duo gesturing for them to go around. “Never mind. You are not the ones at fault for this. Ineptitude is expected from those hired to a task.”\n\n\tThe pair were clearly furious as they went on about their business. That was as it should be. A touch of anger would recenter them into something more useful. Fortunately for both of them the pair likely were as innocent as they claimed. If not she could only hope their little squire tag-along had kept an eye open. But that wasn’t really the point.\n\n\tAll she had to do was make it a couple more weeks like this. At most a month if the lanes at the neutral gates had any serious issues. Then she could be off of this damn ship and back where she belonged. Doing the work of God and King.\n\n--------------------\n\n\tThe Royal Suite hardly looked as regale as it perhaps should. Word of the Princess’ diplomatic mission had been kept largely quiet at the moment. As such only a few nobles and executives were likely to have any idea that she was even off world at the moment. Those who did, however, saw fit to do as they so often did and sent her off with all manner of gifts and tokens of good will. Each one carefully created and all of them carefully labeled in some way to help ensure that Katie would know who had sent her which gifts.\n\n\tIt was a ploy. Natty knew it. She suspected the Princess knew it too. The idea was simply to ensure some simple association between a gift and a trip so that the positive connection to the giver would be present and the Princess would look upon that household more favorably to her family. In particularly Tristan. \n\n\tThe Squirrel looked over what had been opened already and sighed her frustration. Expensive dresses, hand made toys, jewelry, all of it piled up in the corner with AR tags marking the few things that Katie wished to keep and the rest being shoved off to one side, destined to become a cherished treasure for someone of lesser means in one of the lower classes one day. It was actually quite a cunning little reversal of the ploy, or would be if Natty had any inkling that her little Miss could be that surreptitious. After all, how anyone complain that a princess known as the soul of kindness and generosity had given what must have been a beloved gift to someone in true need? There was no way to come back from such a deep self inflicted social wound, and many had already tried.\n\n\tBut then the maid considered the girl on the large plush satin couch. Her normally braided copper red hair hung down in a messy waterfall. Her more regale garb replaced by an oversized Leena Rudstrum shirt that incidentally happened to be the size tee shirt Runa Jarlsdottr of Yggdrasil would wear. A pair of costume fairy wings were attached to her shoulders, while her feet were clad in thigh high socks which almost assuredly didn’t match whatever fairy cartoon themed panties the young Miss had selected for the day.\n\n\t“Are we about ready to continue, Mistress?” Natty mumbled as she watched Katie hugging the well loved plush toy of Runa and sipping from a bottle of Aether cola. The young munk paused whatever video she had on the overhead holo projector and settled back in looking at the mound of still unopened gifts with all the shrewdness of a pixie picking berries. \n\n\t“How about that one?” Katie finally chirped as she gestured towards one of the larger crates at the bottom of the cart holding the unopened gifts.\n\n\tNatty rolled her eyes before nodding gently to the girl. Katie had to know what it was. She could be a bit naïve, sure, but it was hardly the first time the girl had seen a slave case. Hell it wasn’t even the only one among the gifts though thankfully this time there were very few. That at least meant Natty would not have to release or regift it, whatever it might be.\n\n\tWithin moments the box was dragged out into the middle of thee room and the corresponding key code sent to the Princess’ personal message service keyed in based on the proper encryption key. Natty stood to the side while her young Miss made her way up to the box and put a paw on the hardened composite outer shell.\n\n\t“You think it’s from one of my siblings?” The Princess snickered at the suggestion as she nudged at the box, idly testing the heavy lid without actually breaking the hermetic seal within.\n\n\t“I can’t see why it would be, Mistress.” Natty shrugged ‘or why it would matter that much. Your sister sent you a new doll a month ago and you sent her to a convent.”\n\n\t“She said she wanted to be a nun.” Katie whined as her ears drooped\n\n\t“I think that was more programmed into her as a joke, Mistress. Though as per your request I checked in, and she seems genuinely happy at the Abby. So nothing lost there, yes?”\n\n\tKatie gave a quick nod and turned herself to sit on the case, looking her lifelong maid clear in the eye. “I don’t think I would have had much fun with her anyways. Besides it’s different now.”\n\n\t“How so?” Natty asked, fearing she already knew the answer.\n\n\t“Lady Runa.” Katie noted it as f the words weren’t her answer for most everything. The munk girl held up a finger as her face turned very serious and studious. “Lady Runa is very particular about slaves. She isn’t going to keep anything that isn’t clearly useful to her in some way. Even if it’s simply something to sate her sadism she’d never make some slave sit around in a cage all day waiting for her to come use them without a super good reason.”\n\n\t“I see.” Natty muttered “Well I’m sure the Lady will understand that is why you usually only have me among your entourage. But that doesn’t explain why having some new toys now would be any more useful.”\n\n\t“Because.” She snickered “If I’m going to wed Lady Runa, I need to show that ‘I’ can be useful. Admittedly I’m more than ready to let her train me however she wants into the perfect little princess bride.” The chipette swooned as she said the words, fingers clasped before her in a near-prayer, starry eyes looking up at the fresco festooned ceiling and yet looking past all of it while unknowable thoughts danced in her head. Only Natty’s cold chill silence finally dragged the girl back out, at which point Katie shook her head and grinned once more. “But I need to show I can be the kind of wife that helps her, to. I gotta show that I can be a good sadist, and that means I’ll need t practice a lot.”\n\n\t“I see.” Natty muttered. “Well, II can’t say I imagine that she really wants or needs another sadist around that badly, My Lady. But if she did…” Natty bit her lip and blushed furiously for a moment “You know you may always use me as practice.”\n\n\t“Yuh huh, I know” Katie nodded “But I donno if you’d enjoy it too much. Plus, I think not enjoying it sometimes is kind of the point. She’s a big, strong, savage predator after all. All the crying, and struggling, and helplessness… it probably makes her all…” Rather than finish the thought Katie gazed off into the distance again. This time even Natty didn’t seem able to snap her out of it, not that the squirrel made much of an effort trying.\n\n\t“So, you plan to train yourself as a rapist, Princess?” Natty finally puzzled\n\n\t“I mean, I bet she’d like that. Though probably only like, an assistant rapist. A helper rapist. And torturer. She’s still gotta be the one in charge. But I bet I could learn to find it all really hot for her.” Katie giggled and finally pulled herself off of the box. Once again her fingertips searching around for the seam in the case where the magnetic locks had detached “Besides, they say that if you want to be really good at something you should learn what it’s like from the other side, right? So if I just happen to do a few of the romantic things I’m sure my sweet, strong, brilliant Runa will do to me in our wedding bed then that means I’ll be better prepared for my conqueror. It’s the adult thing to do, take responsibility for the health of your relationship.”\n\n\t“And people have told you it wouldn’t hurt to grow up a bit.” Natty mumbled the words and bent down too grab the small nitch where one was supposed to pull the case open. The hinges groaned while a heavy mass of foam, composite carbon, secure moss cell batteries and a dozen other miniaturized systems all revealed themselves amid the carefully cut foam insert that made up the bulk of the case.\n\n\tNatty looked down at the contents of the case A trebling water deer girl likely not much younger than her own Mistress. Naked save for a pair of sneakers and socks, swimming in a miasma of both her own scent and artificially produced pheromones that had bombarded the slave girl since she’d been packaged. Internal monitoring systems instantly let the squirrel maid know the new slave was unharmed. Even still she took in the sight of the quivering brown-furred thing. Headfur close cropped for easy packaging. Ears stuffed with a headset feeding in whatever audio the gifter had decided would most likely help ensure the toy was pleasing to the princess right out of the box. The girls eyes likewise fluttered in a state of half awareness while images were no doubt fed into her by her jack helping to hatter and reshape whatever had been placed into the case without rendering it a useless catatonic lump of flesh and fur.\n\n\tKatie knelt down and began to remove the feeding tube gag and breathing tubs in the cub’s nostrils with all of the grace and gentle consideration her people attributed to the young Katharine, and more. She was at least well practiced enough to remove the more intrusive items without causing any unnecessary harm to her new property. She even took the time to slowly pet and stroke along the girl’s cheek as the sudden shift in stimuli caused the water deer t thrash in her deep foam insert and spasm from the pain of its long journey.\n\n\tLittle by little the Princess helped the slave out of the case and allowed her to sprawl on the floor. God only knew just how long the little one had been in there. Natty took note as the dazed deer girl pushed her face up and gazed at the ceiling with eyes that refused to adjust to the light. A pink little tongue lulling out to seek the barest tip of Katie’s sock-clad foot. It was a worshipful gesture, reverent, yet at the same time forced. Worship born of abuse and trauma. Trauma of the kind Katie had helped countless citizens overcome or combat as she went out seeking ways to help the people when she heard some new disaster had struck. Trauma of the kind she was now determined to find arousing. Trauma that Katie would learn to inflict, because she’d set her mind to it.\n\n\t“How long has she been stuck in there, Natty?” Katie finally asked watching the girl roll and writhe as much as her limp muscles would allow.\n\n\t“Two months, Mistress.” Natty noted “Most of it spent holed up in a shipping facility out on New Canna. There isn’t much listed beyond the vital information needed for storage. Physiology reports, auto-logs from the case itself. A list of pre selected audio and visual stimuli it would be getting during confinement.”\n\n\t“What’s her name?” Katie asked, titling here head softly to one side. She started to bend down, started to reach down so that she could pet her new toy. Then she stopped, then she put the foot on the girls face and pushed down. Not much, but enough to feel what it was like being the one in charge, the one on top, the one who could hurt others, if she really wanted.\n\n\t“None.” Natty shrugged “The slave had its memory erased and natural personality re-enforced and enhanced. A blank canvas of sorts I guess you could say.”\n\n\tKatie smiled and used the foot to actually pet the dazed toy. She then stepped down on the bridge of the girls muzzle. Then, carefully and curiously, she began to grind down on the girls face. Just a touch. Just a test.\n\n\tThe test ended as Katie fell over backwards, thudding firmly on her rump. With Natty’s help she managed to get herself back up to standing once more. She looked on at the girl who was only now starting to stir. Heavy jolts of carefully measured stimulants and nootropics cycled though her system with each heart beat until finally the shaggy stale-smelling mess of a girl was on her hands and knees. The bucked saber teeth of the water deer and her lack of a long tail the only things keeping her from looking like some drown rat.\n\n\t“I like her.” The princess finally proclaimed. She struggled in Natty’s grasp until she had some sort of footing and then made her way over to the trembling bundle of fur and sore muscle. A finger crooked under her chin to tilt it up. Looking down at the hazy girl. “But I guess we do gotta name her still, huh Natty? Hey there. I’m your new Mistress. Do you like Fairies?”\n\n\tFor most members of the royal family, the look Natty saw the water deer give her new owner would have been a grave offense worthy of being shipped off to work as some labor slave for the rest of their miserable lives. Not that most of the Bran children were that cruel. Katie, though, didn’t even seem to register the confusion. It was normal for anyone encountering the Princess outside of her more public persona. The carefully cultivated image of manners and regality that was the love of New Avalon.\n\n\tThe water deer looked past the princess and to the toy fairy wings poking out from her back. She smiled, laughed a bit, her head likely swimming with the kind of drugs some office junkies would kill for. It took ages for the brown furred deer to finally turn her muttering twisting muzzle movements into words. When she did, it was dry and hazy, with a heavily chewed lisp.\n\n\t“Loser likes fairies… yeah…” She said. The deer girl then collapsed backwards. Her eyes slamming shut. Katie sighed and pouted a bit, looking up at the bystander squirrel. “Natty, can you clean her up a bit? Maybe make her look presentable-ish? I wanna see if I can pick out some stuff for her to wear from the Printer, if that’s ok.”\n\n\t“Mistress, you don’t need to ask… ugh. Very well, My Lady. I shall go clean this thing up for you.” Natty felt a small smile at the corner of her muzzle. She hated herself for that. It was, at the end of the day, insufferably impossible to stay mad at the princess. “I will also get her fully marked and registered. Though have you thought of a name yet?”\n\n\tThe chipmunk started to stroke her chin. Little mechanisms in her toy fairy wings twitched and wiggled them along with her back tensing and relaxing. A trick which would have likely been adorable were the princess a decade younger. “Well, I’d probably go with one of my most favorite from ‘Emer’s Gift’. It’s still one of my favorites. So… which character… Oh I know!” she yelped finally, nodding to a sudden AR screen appearing. Katie taking a moment to tap in the name and register it without so much as a moment’s deliberation.\n\n\t“There you go. Harper! I like it.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "By Birthright Chapter 3: Gift
By TerraMGP

\tKorrin Khan felt herself tensing. She was unused to this. The luxury, the opulence. She walked about in the hallways leading to the Princess’ private suite and all around her she saw civilians. Citizens. Men, women and children running about or talking happily about pointless meaningless endeavors. Cubs in fancy swimsuits bedecked with bright neon colors and blinking bioluminescent patterns ran headlong before their parents as they charged for the water park. Older couples at the cusp of age before one might consider a proper Rejuv treatment ambled their way arm in arm towards the casinos and stage shows.

\tThis wasn’t what she fought for. The need for travel was obvious of course. Yet the way these people spent their time disgusted the sparrow down to her core. The children should be spending time in study, be it scripture or school lessons. The parents, if they had no work that needed doing, could have easily spent the time in prayer and reflection. Everything about this ship was a waste of time better spent elsewhere and yet here she was aiding Princess Katharine herself with minor indulgences during some flight into the heart of the heathen corp’s space.

\tBut then, all things had their place in Heaven and Terra. She was a knight of the realm, and as the holy Father had put the Bran’s on the throne so too would Korrin do her part to defend them regardless.

\tIf there was one silver lining to the whole thing it was how most of these same civilians didn’t flinch at her, even with the naval saber hanging from her hip her countrymen did not cower before her the way rebel and fringe secessionists may have. Outside of the odd pirate, it was quite tiring being the source of fear even if that fear was needed to keep order.

\tAs if on cue a pair of ship security hands decked out in crisp blue and white uniforms stepped out from around the corner. Korrin’s HUD told her they were meant to go this way, yet she found herself nearly bowled over as the duo plodded heedlessly along in deep conversation only stopping when the bird cleared her throat and gazed daggers at them.

\t“Excuse me.” Korrin snipped. She felt the heavy cybernetic augmentations in her chest and arms roll with the words. Well worn instincts prepping her body for a fight that would never come.

\tThe two men stopped and looked at the knight. Simple stun batons hanging at their hips, scuffed boots and smudged uniforms with some cheap obscuring AR glamour used to ensure nobody would notice without paying attention. Korrin watched the color drain from their faces as both furs took a nervous step back. Neither one even bothered to reach for a weapon. Dulled senses clearly not ready should an attack arise.

\t“Oh, sorry Miss. Ohhh, you’re one of the knights aren’t you?” The taller of the two asked. A young stallion with what was probably a far more toned build a few years ago. His shorter mule counterpart said nothing but gazed up at her curiously and then over to his friend. It didn’t take a genius to know what they were doing.

\t“If either of you have something to say, I’d at least enjoy the courtesy of having it said to my face.” Korrin growled.

\tSorry, Miss.” The mule snapped sharply “We didn’t want to say anything upsetting.”

\t“So you say.” The Knight sighed “I’m sure that’s the truth, too. I’m quite sure the both of you would be far happier carrying on your conversation and letting me be on my way.”

\tThe mule nodded only stopping at a hard elbow jab from his friend. The pair looked at each other and then to the woman shifting awkwardly under her stern gaze.

\t“Might I ask where you two gentlemen were going? Your patrol route puts you quite a bit further along this hallway by now. I’m guessing the conversation you’re having is quite enthralling.”

\t“Oh, no Ma’am! Nothing like that.” The Stallion noted

\t“Yeah. If anything it was just me Humoring Harry more while he goes on about his crush for the new buffet cook.” The grey furred man winced as a paw cuffed him on the back of the head and the two gazed at each other coldly before turning back to the unimpressed woman before them.

\t“What I was trying to say though was that we got a bit held up. The other Knight asked us for some help moving some boxes.”

\t“Help? Other Knight?” Korrin narrowed her eyes and gazed at them carefully.

\t“Yeah, the pink frog. She was moving a cart full of luggage into the carrier chute for one of the suites. Figured we’d stop and help her load it all up.”

\t“Never mind that either one of you could have placed something in among the luggage, yes?” Korrin snapped. Both men shrinking further back from her as she paced forwards.

\t“What would we put in, Ma’am?” The mule stammered “We’re both too broke to try and gift anyone anything..”

\t“We’d never harm the princess!” The Stallion growled the words with what little courage he could muster. “Besides, anything dangerous would be detected and isolated before the belt moved it in to her Highness’ suite.”

\tKorrin scoffed at this and leaned in far enough to nearly push the man over. “Measures I’m sure you two know very well considering your position on this ship. Measures I’m sure can be circumvented given enough creativity.” She sighed and waved a cybernetic hand at the duo gesturing for them to go around. “Never mind. You are not the ones at fault for this. Ineptitude is expected from those hired to a task.”

\tThe pair were clearly furious as they went on about their business. That was as it should be. A touch of anger would recenter them into something more useful. Fortunately for both of them the pair likely were as innocent as they claimed. If not she could only hope their little squire tag-along had kept an eye open. But that wasn’t really the point.

\tAll she had to do was make it a couple more weeks like this. At most a month if the lanes at the neutral gates had any serious issues. Then she could be off of this damn ship and back where she belonged. Doing the work of God and King.

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\tThe Royal Suite hardly looked as regale as it perhaps should. Word of the Princess’ diplomatic mission had been kept largely quiet at the moment. As such only a few nobles and executives were likely to have any idea that she was even off world at the moment. Those who did, however, saw fit to do as they so often did and sent her off with all manner of gifts and tokens of good will. Each one carefully created and all of them carefully labeled in some way to help ensure that Katie would know who had sent her which gifts.

\tIt was a ploy. Natty knew it. She suspected the Princess knew it too. The idea was simply to ensure some simple association between a gift and a trip so that the positive connection to the giver would be present and the Princess would look upon that household more favorably to her family. In particularly Tristan.

\tThe Squirrel looked over what had been opened already and sighed her frustration. Expensive dresses, hand made toys, jewelry, all of it piled up in the corner with AR tags marking the few things that Katie wished to keep and the rest being shoved off to one side, destined to become a cherished treasure for someone of lesser means in one of the lower classes one day. It was actually quite a cunning little reversal of the ploy, or would be if Natty had any inkling that her little Miss could be that surreptitious. After all, how anyone complain that a princess known as the soul of kindness and generosity had given what must have been a beloved gift to someone in true need? There was no way to come back from such a deep self inflicted social wound, and many had already tried.

\tBut then the maid considered the girl on the large plush satin couch. Her normally braided copper red hair hung down in a messy waterfall. Her more regale garb replaced by an oversized Leena Rudstrum shirt that incidentally happened to be the size tee shirt Runa Jarlsdottr of Yggdrasil would wear. A pair of costume fairy wings were attached to her shoulders, while her feet were clad in thigh high socks which almost assuredly didn’t match whatever fairy cartoon themed panties the young Miss had selected for the day.

\t“Are we about ready to continue, Mistress?” Natty mumbled as she watched Katie hugging the well loved plush toy of Runa and sipping from a bottle of Aether cola. The young munk paused whatever video she had on the overhead holo projector and settled back in looking at the mound of still unopened gifts with all the shrewdness of a pixie picking berries.

\t“How about that one?” Katie finally chirped as she gestured towards one of the larger crates at the bottom of the cart holding the unopened gifts.

\tNatty rolled her eyes before nodding gently to the girl. Katie had to know what it was. She could be a bit naïve, sure, but it was hardly the first time the girl had seen a slave case. Hell it wasn’t even the only one among the gifts though thankfully this time there were very few. That at least meant Natty would not have to release or regift it, whatever it might be.

\tWithin moments the box was dragged out into the middle of thee room and the corresponding key code sent to the Princess’ personal message service keyed in based on the proper encryption key. Natty stood to the side while her young Miss made her way up to the box and put a paw on the hardened composite outer shell.

\t“You think it’s from one of my siblings?” The Princess snickered at the suggestion as she nudged at the box, idly testing the heavy lid without actually breaking the hermetic seal within.

\t“I can’t see why it would be, Mistress.” Natty shrugged ‘or why it would matter that much. Your sister sent you a new doll a month ago and you sent her to a convent.”

\t“She said she wanted to be a nun.” Katie whined as her ears drooped

\t“I think that was more programmed into her as a joke, Mistress. Though as per your request I checked in, and she seems genuinely happy at the Abby. So nothing lost there, yes?”

\tKatie gave a quick nod and turned herself to sit on the case, looking her lifelong maid clear in the eye. “I don’t think I would have had much fun with her anyways. Besides it’s different now.”

\t“How so?” Natty asked, fearing she already knew the answer.

\t“Lady Runa.” Katie noted it as f the words weren’t her answer for most everything. The munk girl held up a finger as her face turned very serious and studious. “Lady Runa is very particular about slaves. She isn’t going to keep anything that isn’t clearly useful to her in some way. Even if it’s simply something to sate her sadism she’d never make some slave sit around in a cage all day waiting for her to come use them without a super good reason.”

\t“I see.” Natty muttered “Well I’m sure the Lady will understand that is why you usually only have me among your entourage. But that doesn’t explain why having some new toys now would be any more useful.”

\t“Because.” She snickered “If I’m going to wed Lady Runa, I need to show that ‘I’ can be useful. Admittedly I’m more than ready to let her train me however she wants into the perfect little princess bride.” The chipette swooned as she said the words, fingers clasped before her in a near-prayer, starry eyes looking up at the fresco festooned ceiling and yet looking past all of it while unknowable thoughts danced in her head. Only Natty’s cold chill silence finally dragged the girl back out, at which point Katie shook her head and grinned once more. “But I need to show I can be the kind of wife that helps her, to. I gotta show that I can be a good sadist, and that means I’ll need t practice a lot.”

\t“I see.” Natty muttered. “Well, II can’t say I imagine that she really wants or needs another sadist around that badly, My Lady. But if she did…” Natty bit her lip and blushed  furiously for a moment “You know you may always use me as practice.”

\t“Yuh huh, I know” Katie nodded “But I donno if you’d enjoy it too much. Plus, I think not enjoying it sometimes is kind of the point. She’s a big, strong, savage predator after all. All the crying, and struggling, and helplessness… it probably makes her all…” Rather than finish the thought Katie gazed off into the distance again. This time even Natty didn’t seem able to snap her out of it, not that the squirrel made much of an effort trying.

\t“So, you plan to train yourself as a rapist, Princess?” Natty finally puzzled

\t“I mean, I bet she’d like that. Though probably only like, an assistant rapist. A helper rapist. And torturer. She’s still gotta be the one in charge. But I bet I could learn to find it all really hot for her.” Katie giggled and finally pulled herself off of the box. Once again her fingertips searching around for the seam in the case where the magnetic locks had detached “Besides, they say that if you want to be really good at something you should learn what it’s like from the other side, right? So if I just happen to do a few of the romantic things I’m sure my sweet, strong, brilliant Runa will do to me in our wedding bed then that means I’ll be better prepared for my conqueror. It’s the adult thing to do, take responsibility for the health of your relationship.”

\t“And people have told you it wouldn’t hurt to grow up a bit.” Natty mumbled the words and bent down too grab the small nitch where one was supposed to pull the case open. The hinges groaned while a heavy mass of foam, composite carbon, secure moss cell batteries and a dozen other miniaturized systems all revealed themselves amid the carefully cut foam insert that made up the bulk of the case.

\tNatty looked down at the contents of the case A trebling water deer girl likely not much younger than her own Mistress. Naked save for a pair of sneakers and socks, swimming in a miasma of both her own scent and artificially produced pheromones that had bombarded the slave girl since she’d been packaged. Internal monitoring systems instantly let the squirrel maid know the new slave was unharmed. Even still she took in the sight of the quivering brown-furred thing. Headfur close cropped for easy packaging. Ears stuffed with a headset feeding in whatever audio the gifter had decided would most likely help ensure the toy was pleasing to the princess right out of the box. The girls eyes likewise fluttered in a state of half awareness while images were no doubt fed into her by her jack helping to hatter and reshape whatever had been placed into the case without rendering it a useless catatonic lump of flesh and fur.

\tKatie knelt down and began to remove the feeding tube gag and breathing tubs in the cub’s nostrils with all of the grace and gentle consideration her people attributed to the young Katharine, and more. She was at least well practiced enough to remove the more intrusive items without causing any unnecessary harm to her new property. She even took the time to slowly pet and stroke along the girl’s cheek as the sudden shift in stimuli caused the water deer t thrash in her deep foam insert and spasm from the pain of its long journey.

\tLittle by little the Princess helped the slave out of the case and allowed her to sprawl on the floor. God only knew just how long the little one had been in there. Natty took note as the dazed deer girl pushed her face up and gazed at the ceiling with eyes that refused to adjust to the light. A pink little tongue lulling out to seek the barest tip of Katie’s sock-clad foot. It was a worshipful gesture, reverent, yet at the same time forced. Worship born of abuse and trauma. Trauma of the kind Katie had helped countless citizens overcome or combat as she went out seeking ways to help the people when she heard some new disaster had struck. Trauma of the kind she was now determined to find arousing. Trauma that Katie would learn to inflict, because she’d set her mind to it.

\t“How long has she been stuck in there, Natty?” Katie finally asked watching the girl roll and writhe as much as her limp muscles would allow.

\t“Two months, Mistress.” Natty noted “Most of it spent holed up in a shipping facility out on New Canna. There isn’t much listed beyond the vital information needed for storage. Physiology reports, auto-logs from the case itself. A list of pre selected audio and visual stimuli it would be getting during confinement.”

\t“What’s her name?” Katie asked, titling here head softly to one side. She started to bend down, started to reach down so that she could pet her new toy. Then she stopped, then she put the foot on the girls face and pushed down. Not much, but enough to feel what it was like being the one in charge, the one on top, the one who could hurt others, if she really wanted.

\t“None.” Natty shrugged “The slave had its memory erased and natural personality re-enforced and enhanced. A blank canvas of sorts I guess you could say.”

\tKatie smiled and used the foot to actually pet the dazed toy. She then stepped down on the bridge of the girls muzzle. Then, carefully and curiously, she began to grind down on the girls face. Just a touch. Just a test.

\tThe test ended as Katie fell over backwards, thudding firmly on her rump. With Natty’s help she managed to get herself back up to standing once more. She looked on at the girl who was only now starting to stir. Heavy jolts of carefully measured stimulants and nootropics cycled though her system with each heart beat until finally the shaggy stale-smelling mess of a girl was on her hands and knees. The bucked saber teeth of the water deer and her lack of a long tail the only things keeping her from looking like some drown rat.

\t“I like her.” The princess finally proclaimed. She struggled in Natty’s grasp until she had some sort of footing and then made her way over to the trembling bundle of fur and sore muscle. A finger crooked under her chin to tilt it up. Looking down at the hazy girl. “But I guess we do gotta name her still, huh Natty? Hey there. I’m your new Mistress. Do you like Fairies?”

\tFor most members of the royal family, the look Natty saw the water deer give her new owner would have been a grave offense worthy of being shipped off to work as some labor slave for the rest of their miserable lives. Not that most of the Bran children were that cruel. Katie, though, didn’t even seem to register the confusion. It was normal for anyone encountering the Princess outside of her more public persona. The carefully cultivated image of manners and regality that was the love of New Avalon.

\tThe water deer looked past the princess and to the toy fairy wings poking out from her back. She smiled, laughed a bit, her head likely swimming with the kind of drugs some office junkies would kill for. It took ages for the brown furred deer to finally turn her muttering twisting muzzle movements into words. When she did, it was dry and hazy, with a heavily chewed lisp.

\t“Loser likes fairies… yeah…” She said. The deer girl then collapsed backwards. Her eyes slamming shut. Katie sighed and pouted a bit, looking up at the bystander squirrel. “Natty, can you clean her up a bit? Maybe make her look presentable-ish? I wanna see if I can pick out some stuff for her to wear from the Printer, if that’s ok.”

\t“Mistress, you don’t need to ask… ugh. Very well, My Lady. I shall go clean this thing up for you.” Natty felt a small smile at the corner of her muzzle. She hated herself for that. It was, at the end of the day, insufferably impossible to stay mad at the princess. “I will also get her fully marked and registered. Though have you thought of a name yet?”

\tThe chipmunk started to stroke her chin. Little mechanisms in her toy fairy wings twitched and wiggled them along with her back tensing and relaxing. A trick which would have likely been adorable were the princess a decade younger. “Well, I’d probably go with one of my most favorite from ‘Emer’s Gift’. It’s still one of my favorites. So… which character… Oh I know!” she yelped finally, nodding to a sudden AR screen appearing. Katie taking a moment to tap in the name and register it without so much as a moment’s deliberation.

\t“There you go. Harper! I like it.”
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