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Much more sexy times. Much less, this.\n\nProbably why I ended up struggling for so long.\n\nI tired to make things as clear as I can for those who didn't read Keyholder. But if it is confusing please let me know. Collared and Keyholder will hopefully both get a second and third draft some day. so I can fix it then.\n\nSorry if this isn't a fun read, but it's the read my brain demanded", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This... started out as a very different story. Much more sexy times. Much less, this.

Probably why I ended up struggling for so long.

I tired to make things as clear as I can for those who didn't read Keyholder. But if it is confusing please let me know. Collared and Keyholder will hopefully both get a second and third draft some day. so I can fix it then.

Sorry if this isn't a fun read, but it's the read my brain demanded", "writing": "Collared Chapter 13: Inspection\nBy TerraMGP\n\n\tThree furs sailed down familiar backroads in an old white van. It had to be the van. Justin’s car just wasn’t big enough for three people. He almost felt guilty taking it and leaving his mom stuck relying on his dad, since there was no way a pregnant woman in her right mind would get behind the wheel of an old Corvette. \n\n\tThe tension in the air was thick. Much of it radiated from Gretchen. It was only to be expected. The poor girl sat in her second row seat with all the grace and civility of a tweenager going to get braces. The anxiety from the other two furs up front was less expected. Justin especially seemed to be shaking a bit as he turned around. What was normally a smug and smarmy expression plastered on his face had turned sour. His soft brown fur furrowed with concern.\n\n\tI know I asked this already, but are you sure you’re ok?” The otter spoke slowly and tried to keep his voice clinical. It failed. The pleading bled though. “You don’t have to do this. Either of you. Just say the word and you can back out.”\n\n\t“But you can’t?” The question shocked everyone in the van. Gretchen most of all. She simply glared at the man she was coming to accept as her Master. In spite of everything she was as scared for him as she was for herself. \n\n\t“I can’t.” Justin’s tone dropped ruefully “I don’t mind taking shit and going in by myself. But we already pushed you hard enough at game night.”\n\n\tA soft silky-furred paw slipped over Justin‘s shoulder and squeezed. “It was my fault for not realizing, Master. I know our little dolly is scared of people. I just forgot to factor in that she wouldn’t see Becky and Esme as exceptions the way we do.”\n\n\t“I’m saying this for you too, love.” Justin corrected. He turned to Hui and smiled wide. It did nothing to hide the anxiety in his eyes.\n\n\tHui smiled back and shook her head. “Master, considering how often I have to deal with this anyways I’m probably the most ready out of all of us. Besides, I owe it to them. And to you.”\n\n\t“If Mistress is able to go in then I am too.” The resolve in the mole’s voice shocked her. It was more confidence than she felt now. More than she ever really felt. But damn it she wasn’t going to lose it! Gretchen punctuated her point by awkwardly fiddling with the seatbelt until it came free and then grabbing hold of the vans sliding door to defiantly yank it open. The fact that it failed to open the first time. Or the second, or even the third, only served to strengthen her resolve. Yanking and hammering at the door handle and struggling to get the van open while her wild mop of brown headfur swayed to and fro from the frustrated effort.\n\n\tThe door did open eventually. Justin standing on the other side. The concern on his face had softened some and he was laughing a bit. “Yeah, Dad put the child locks on. Baby isn’t even born yet and he’s getting paranoid already.”\n\n\t“O-oh.” Gretchen muttered. She then sheepishly stepped out on to the dirt-and-rock drive leading up to the old farmhouse now looming above them. The mythical place that seemed to have her owners so utterly shaken.\n\n\tNone of the teens spoke as they marched up towards the front door. A small walk up a beaten old cement path all the way to a front door which looked jarringly new compared to the worn paint along the side of the house.\n\n\tEventually, the door opened. The woman standing there shocked all three teens, but all for different reasons. A lanky-legged rodent woman stood in the door. Her body held in a maid outfit that left her modest chest exposed along with a pair of goth-ish shredded plaid socks and a thick collar around her neck. The brown furred jumping mouse wore a warm smile contrasted somewhat by the frazzled state of her fur and the now grown out pixie cut she sported. The mix of the two showing some serious signs of physical fatigue.\n\n\tNone of them were quite expecting this. Even less so the bow. The woman standing back up and taking a rigid stance before the guests. “Sir Justin, it is nice to see you. Master Justin is expecting the three of you. If you will come this way.” She took a few steps, paused, and turned to look at the trio with an unnerving smile. “Also, Master asks that you all remain quiet while upstairs. We do not wish interruptions at this time.” A finger pointed up to where the baby was likely sleeping. Then returned to her walk without missing a beat.\n\n\tJustin glanced to Hui, who glanced back at him. She looked a bit less confused than he was, but none the less surprised that his cousin‘s wife, the spunky rodent woman who‘d been around since he could remember, was acting in this way. It was enough that Justin almost wished he could bleach his eyes. Gretchen was less shocked but no less confused. The mole girl whimpering loudly and only trying to speak up once she noticed the woman getting further away down the hall.\n\n\tToo stunned for questions, Justin and Hui both started off with Gretchen close behind. The trio made their way though the nicely refurbished old farm house. Past shelves with mecha model kids and painted war gaming minis. Metal posters of video game characters and a growing away of family photos. Gretchen couldn’t help but notice Justin and even Hui in a few of those pictures, along with Justin’s parents. The mouse woman was in many of them as well, though she looked far more composed than she had been. \n\n\tThere were countless questions. None of them were asked. The teens simply followed along down the basement, passing though a mostly finished hallway with barn doors to old cement coal rooms set off to one side. Finally they found themselves in a semi finished room at the end. Fresh wood flooring and drywall was put up in most of it. The back half of the floor was still cement, though. Old, cold stone from a ‘Michigan basement’. It wasn’t entirely unlike the house where Justin and Gretchen now lived. But bigger, and at the moment far more intimidating.\n\n\tChains hung from the ceiling. Looped up and hung over some freshly re-enfoced beams along with leather straps any kinkster would recognize. A single rack with a set of whips, crops, and other tools rested on a single rack which seemed custom built to display such implements. It was almost enough to make one forget the clear signs of such equipment being moved out as the bulk of the room was now consumed by the bones of what would clearly be some finished family space.\n\n\tThen there was the throne. There was nothing else to call it. A massive hunk of oak carved into an intimidating facsimile of some ancient rough seat of power. The kind of thing familiar to anyone who played around a lot with Skyrim mods. Or who went to the right renfairs. \n\n\tThe man who sat in it certainly didn’t look much like a king, though. At least not a conventional one. A bear. Brown fur almost the same shade as Justin’s. His headfur currently dyed bottle black but with a bit of darker blonde from spots that had been missed. Black eye shadow and lipstick adorned the face of someone who may have once been bishonen in appearance and who might still be close if not for bits of dad bod fat which had migrated around his build. He sat with a countenance somewhere between Castlevenia Dracula and Conan. Right ankle sitting on left knee, leaning on his fist with his right elbow propped up on the arm rest of the throne. A crop in his left hand tapped lazily on the boxy frame of the throne. His feet clad in heavy leather boots, Things that looked like steel toed work boots turned to goth fetish wear. \n\n\tThe bear gestured for the rodent woman to approach him. His paw reaching up and curling into the back of her hair. He moved the crop up to brush the periwinkle stripe of headfur covering her left eye before bringing the crop down hard on her thigh. Fur and flesh singing a sharp song from the blow. The man kissed his girl, dragged her to her knees and then let go. His attention now turning to the three teens in front of him.\n\n\t“Ryan” Justin’s voice was hollow. He looked over his cousin with what he was slowly recognizing as fear. It shouldn’t be fear. It felt more ridiculous than anything. It was the kind of thing Justin expected when he finally got the time to do Vampire LARPs.\n\n\tThe bear shook his head to the unspoken question and pulled his full weight up. He didn’t quite tower over the otter, but he was massive in comparison. More to the point he held himself with an unshakable confidence. A living realization of Justin’s many aspirations.\n\n\t“We both know why you’re here, cousin.” The bear’s words were cold. They held just enough dim warmth and affection to send chills up the spine. “You’re going to hold the leash of these girls, I’m going to ensure it’s done properly. They are slaves. It’s a disservice if you can’t keep them in their place. Or if you’ve been mistreating them.”\n\n\t“Y-yeah?” Justin swallowed hard “So what does that mean?”\n\n\tRyan ran a paw into his hair and offered the kind of smirk Justin had only seen before in JRPGs. Oozing smug superiority in a way he had never seen before on his elder cousin. The man somehow managed to make his body look virtually bishonen despite everything genetics insisted upon. “It means I’m going to inspect them. Put them through a few paces. My toy and I. If I approve then that’s the end of it. If not…”\n\n\t There was no need to finish the thought. Justin knew. He’d spent the last few years of his life in a D/s relationship with the proverbial ‘girl next door’. Some stupid little edge lord trying to figure out how to play Dom because his beloved got hooked on some admittedly hot hentai back when they were too young for any of that crap. He’d already spent most of a year of his life blackmailed over it. None of this was new to him. In fact Ryan had already implied once that he’d let people know if he thought Justin was being abusive.\n\n\tSo why did this suddenly feel so wrong.\n\n\t“I’m not going to let anything happen if I don’t have their approval.” Justin cast his eyes back towards Hui and Gretchen. Both girls were blushing deeply. The flesh under their fur alight. Gretchen in particular looked like she was about to faint. She kept looking to Hui for strength. Only smiles of reassurance from the red panda girl kept the teetering mole on her feet. Still, they nodded. Both looking at him. Both gave a small nod. Hui locking eyes with him and nodding once more to affirm her resolve.\n\n\t“I want to hear you say it.” Justin snapped\n\n\t“I’m fine with it, Master.” Hui yipped as proudly as she could. Anxiety still crept up into her throat as she replied.\n\n\t“Y-yes. Yessir. I can handle it.” Gretchen nodded her agreement.\n\n\tThe otter wasn’t convinced. He turned to Ryan. Once more the giant looming over him, even if they weren’t too far off from each other in reality. Justin gave the imposing figure the smallest of nods. Ryan then moved back to his seat, and beckoned Justin closer.\n\n\t“Strip.” Ryan bellowed “And present.”\n\n\tAlready Justin’s mouth was agape. His eyes flashed to Ryan, who looked back at him and smirked. It was a smirk Justin knew all too well. Over half a year of blackmail would do that to a boy. He looked to his pets seeking any signs of concern. Such signs were there, naturally. Especially apparent for Gretchen. Still both girls went rigid and nervously began to strip themselves down. Hui’s paws shook and her cheeks blazed the whole time. Those lovely amber eyes unable to look away from the two men now devouring her with their own near-identical sets of blue orbs.\n\n\tAs much as Justin hated himself for it he could feel his body stirring at the sight of her. It always did. It always would. All of their first times came rushing back. Her soft ‘scrawny’ body was like some perfect doll. Delicate. Not the curvy bombshells most men seemed to simp for. A princess for the hero in him to shelter and protect. For the sadist in him to use to claim his own sweet agony.\n\n\tGretchen… he still only barely knew her in comparison. He’d grown up with Hui. He’d only lived with Gretchen for weeks. The two were still just getting to know each other. But he did find her chubby, pudgy body delicious. A stark contrast from Hui’s. Breasts modest compared to her build but still far more ample than Hui. Frizzy curls of dark brown hair as opposed to the black silk of their mutual lover. Not to mention the fear and self loathing. A willing physical and emotional punching bag, if he could simply help her learn to keep such things from harming her when not on his leash. \t\n\n\t\tBoth girls seemed to notice the way he looked at them. They also noticed Ryan. The man carrying himself with seductive malice while leaning in to look their bodies over. He watched Hui’s quick strip with curiosity. Licked his lips a touch when seeing the fear in Gretchen’s eyes. He even moaned a bit when she mouthed ‘do I have to’ towards Hui, possibly hoping nobody would notice.\n\n\tJustin knew the excitement his cousin must feel. Because he felt the same, and he hated himself for it.\n\n\t“Naqi.” Ryan’s growl slid like Velveteen as he looked to his wife, to his own slave. “Show them a ‘proper’ position for inspection.”\n\n\tThe grey-furred kangaroo-mouse was all too quick to respond. Her tail flicked this way and that as leaping steps put her up beside Hui. Naqi wasn’t much taller. The slutty slave-maid uniform did absolutely nothing to offer her any sort of dignity. Yet she moved shamelessly to position the younger woman. A nudge here. A shove there. A dance more for the thrill of correction over minute details than any sort of proper structure or order. \n\n\tHui cast her eyes down at the woman who’d become like an older sister to her. A quick snap of Ryan’s fingers brought her back to face forward. Huffing and panting while she locked her knees and gritted her toes into the floor.\n\n\t“She’s quite an obedient hole, Master.” Naqi mused the words in a lilt. “I’m sure Master Justin enjoys making use of her.”\n\n\tPanting from Hui only grew heavier while the older woman’s paws moved along younger fur and flesh. Never quite touching her most sensitive spots. This was far less an act of kindness, far more one of torture. Hot breath from such a close figure broke over Hui’s mound while Naqi seemed to arbitrarily position the red panda girl’s big bushy tail this way and that. Body heat swapped though the barely-present clothing while the older woman leaned in and adjusted the curve of Hui’s spine. Making sure the girl was thrusting her chest forwards.\n\n\tNaqi stood up bolt-straight and gave a small bow. Her grin only grew as she eyed the stunned girl up and down. “Cute, and sensitive. I think she does quite a bit of edging, Master.” her long tail curled up and around Hui’s while a hand ran over the trembling teen’s body. “ She ran a finger up one thigh and down the other. Her tail waving this way and that before running along her folds. Looking at the bead of moisture now resting on her finger.\n\n\t“No cumming without permission?” Ryan murred “Good. Slaves should be taught their bodies aren‘t their own. Property, not people. Right?”\n\n\t“R-right.” Justin nodded in return. His whole body trembling with each breath while he watched Naqi‘s shockingly skilled digits moving and twisting along Hui‘s fur and flesh. Fingertips squeezing at one of those small breasts.\n\n\tThe rodent girl wasted no time in prancing over to Gretchen. Everyone looking at the mole could read the terror-fueled lust on her face. Before she even said a word, Naqi‘s finger was pushed up against Gretchen’s lips. It moved side to side. Teasing and taunting her while rolling itself in small circles. \n\n\tThe mole whined and whimpered. She started to hyperventilate. Those noises quickly gave way to a whimpering moan with the finger pushed in and rolled on Gretchen‘s tongue. Eyes of both furs locking while she moved the digit in and out. Each thrust was rough and uncaring. Glints of sadism shimmering in the maid mouse‘s eyes.\n\n\t“This one‘s a dumpy little toy“ Naqi cooed. Like Hui she paced around her body. Giving no warning before grabbing hold of the mole by her chest and squeezing roughly. “Look at these lil udders. You may be homely but I bet this is a great punching bag for your Master, isn‘t it?”\n\n\t“Y-yes!” Gretchen‘s whole body went semi limp as she replied. It actually took quite a bit of effort for Naqi to keep them both standing. It wasn‘t helped by Gretchen‘s refusal to move her arms out of position or her locked-up knees. Instead the shy slave simply thrust her chest out and whined in need for more of the abuse. The reward for such an action was a finger dipping just barely into the poor girl’s folds. The tip rolling along those petals and moving up to graze her clit.\n\n\t“Ohhh this one is sopping wet. Weak little abuse sponge” Naqi giggled. She gave her fingers a lick, looking at the two men watching.\n\n\tThen, without a word, she pushed down. Both girls were standing on what had been put in of the wood flooring. As such the sudden thud to her knees was a bit less painful for Gretchen than would be if she’d been on cement. The pain was still there, though. Mixed with perverse masochistic pleasure at being used so roughly.\n\n\tThis gave Hui a touch of time to prepare. Naqi was a touch more gentle with her, but only just. Soon the red panda was also on her knees struggling to keep what she thought was a good position. Both girls now lost, blushing, and utterly overwhelmed as they looked to Justin and Ryan. The latter of the two smiling as he looked back, and standing up.\n\n\tThe bear dominated the room as he walked. Boots heavy. Hips swaying just a bit. The leather pants doing nothing to hide his ‘assets’. He approached Hui. His crop moved in and tucked under her chin. Slowly, carefully he tilted her face up. Her blush grew, his smirk grew. The poor girl heaving as he overwhelmed her. Her muzzle tip a mere inch away from the heavy bulge while the bashful girl flitted her eyes between it, the mans face, and the floor.\n\n\t“You really have trained your toys well, cousin.” Ryan murred. He gave a small nod towards Naqi. In a flash his wife had slipped over and behind Justin, pushing her chest up against him. Her hands reaching up to rub under his tee shirt.\n\n\tThis drew a whimper from Hui. One both of the older furs drank up. The bear licked his lips and spoke in a low menacing growl. “You are holes, little one. Both of you. Holes and flesh to abuse. Nothing more. So let’s see what kind of holes my kinsman has made for himself.” His fingers went to the zipper on those pants. The only thing holding them in place.\n\n\t“Enough!” Justin bellowed “Fucking… Dome Fossil. Helix Fossil. All the fossils. Just stop. That’s it.” The otter marched up to his cousin. Though the height was near identical, Ryan seemed an impossible giant looming over the younger man. All the same Justin slammed his finger into Ryan’s chest and glared into the bear’s face thudding his rudder heavily on the floor to punctuate his movements. “You said you wanted to do an inspection. Fine. This isn’t an inspection. I didn’t ask the girls if they were ok with this, and they sure as fuck don’t seem comfy to me. So you know what? Tell mom. Tell dad. I don’t god damn care. You can blackmail me all you want but I just… What the fuck, man? I can’t do this to them.”\n\n\tGretchen and Hui both flinched when Ryan’s massive paw gripped Justin on his shoulder. The bear’s dour and implacable expression slowly twisted into a smile. Confident. Strong. But a smile that held hints of the same goofy, sincere honesty that so often graced Justin’s face.\n\n\t“I’m proud of you, lil cuz.” Ryan nodded\n\n\tDozens of emotions flashed over Justin’s face. He took a step back and then pushed forwards feeling a growl slip from his lips. “Is this some kind of fucking test to you?” He spat.\n\n\t“It is.” Ryan nodded somberly and let his paw drop “A bit of fun, too. But mostly a test.”\n\n\t“Of all the… dude. What the fuck? \tWhy would you fuck with the girls like that? Fuck with my head like that? What did I ever do to you?” Justin spat the words and turned to look at his girls, his paws balling hard into fists.\n\n\tHui looked on at her Master. At the man she loved. The man she’d basically grown up with as a second sibling. Everyone among their friends knew who Justin had tried to copy when seeking to be the cool nerd, or the only recently ended edge lord phase that had followed him all though high school and a good chunk of middle school. She’d seen the possibly preformative faux rage he’d wear in gym or when trying to intimidate bullies. She’d never seen him cry, though. Not like this.\n\n\tRyan turned the boy around and hugged him. Hugged him tight. Squeezing Justin to his chest for a few long moments before letting him go with a pat on the back. “Look” The bear’s face grew stern as he spoke once more “This shit isn’t just some game. A lot of people use it to do very bad things. The Lockhearts, well… we got some bad tenancies running in that part of the family, kid. I know you. I trust you. But I gotta be sure. I’m not going to let you end up as just another fucking monster. You get me?”\n\n\t“Ryan.” Justin half-sobbed “I’m not…”\n\n\t“I don’t think you are. But I am going to be sure.” The older fur cut him off “If you’re fucking up bad enough I’m gonna make sure people know it. But just asking you wasn’t going to tell me anything. You’re smart. If you really wanted to hide some bad shit you could do it pretty easily.”\n\n\t“Hide what?” The otter spat back. “You think I’d do something to Hui? You think I’d just keep Gretchen around to hurt her? This isn’t some Hentai. I know the difference between fantasy and reality. I don’t want to hurt anyone!”\n\n\t“But you do.” Ryan corrected “You want them to be ok, and you want to hurt them. Just like me. Just like most sadists. You want to do really bad things to them. I don’t know what all of those things are. I don’t really care. It can be easy to forget about consent in the moment. Or to try and find ways around it.”\n\n\t“And what about them?” Justin waved a paw “You didn’t give them a chance to consent. Not really. Sure they ’agreed’ to it here and now but my ass is on the line. Plus you’re big and scary. You didn’t sit down and have a discussion or anything with them.”\n\n\t“I did.” Naqi chimed in. “Well, with Hui. She’s told us a lot.”\n\n\t“Hui?” Justin’s voice dropped as he cast his eyes towards his love. His whole body tensed while the blood drained from it.\n\n\tThe red panda girl nodded a bit and looked down shamefully at her feet. “I… I’m sorry. Naqi’s been kind of mentoring me. S-she said this was important. Ryan was worried. He wanted to make sure. I wanted to tell you. I really did. But they both said…”\n\n\tThe four other furs all watched Justin turn and storm off. Heavy footfalls and the loud sharp smack of the old basement door. Everyone was stunned silent. Only a shrill cry from a well hidden baby monitor cut the still tension. “Damn it, now I gotta find a robe.“ Naqi growled. The rodent woman was quickly shaken from her stupor as she began to head upstairs to deal with more urgent matters.\n\n\t“I should go talk to him.” Ryan grunted. The large lumbering bear stopped from a paw pushed against him, looking down at Hui’s face in a stern and resolute mask.\n\n\t“I’ll go.” She affirmed. “If he’s going to be mad at anyone I’d rather it be me.”\n\n\tEventually Hui managed to get her clothing back on and made her way to the front door. Gretchen followed her that far, but hung back simply peering out of the glass storm door. Out in the yard Justin was hammering his fists away at an old tire swing. A years worth of growth seemed to have melted away leaving a raw nerve of unchecked rage while the otter flailed himself impotently at the heavy object.\n\n\tHe didn’t stop. She didn’t interrupt. Not even when small flecks of red appeared on his knuckle fur or when the tears streaming though his cheeks became properly visible.\n\n\tFinally it all became too much. One final blow saw Justin face down in the mud and dirt under the swing. His body heaving. His breath coming in hard rasping gasps. His paws quickly shot from pocket to pocket, Hui ignoring any previous tensions as she darted a paw into the inner pocket of his long coat and pulled free the bright yellow body of his rescue inhaler.\n\n\tA few hard puffs and the wheezing started to still. Justin curled his legs up to his chest and sat there in the mud glancing off into the distance while Hui flopped down beside him.\n\n\t“Why did you do this?” Justin snapped “Why did ‘he’ do this?”\n\n\tHui curled herself up and glanced down at her feet. She’d rushed out so quickly she hadn’t even bothered to put shoes on. Somehow her brain kept focusing on the feeling of plants under her. Quite possibly fixating to avoid answering the question.\n\n\tHer Master didn’t give her a chance to answer. He simply sighed and slumped himself forwards “I knew he gave me a ‘talk’. I knew he had some idea of what we do. But this was just way too much. What kind of. I mean. He.”\n\n\tBoth teens fell silent. Hui tried to lean in and comfort her Master, only for the young man to pull away sharply. The two then simply slumped in the mud. Neither one daring to speak.\n\n---------------------\n\n\tJust another day in Michiana suburbia. The smell of fresh cut grass and din of cheesy metal music filled the air. A gawky bear with thick glasses and a bottle black hair stood as resplendently as he could atop a large wooden garden box. He wore a heavy duster in spite of the heat, while in one paw he lazily waved a lovingly made foam sword in slow figure eight motions while he pointed to his opponent.\n\n\t“Is that all you’ve got, kid?” Ryan’s voice was low and menacing even with the few cracking tremors being suppressed within it.\n\n\tAt the other end of the back yard stood an otter boy no more than seven. Steely eyed with gawky glasses nearly falling off of his face. He wiped a paw on an already snot-stained power rangers shirt before gripping his own foam sword. The thing was not much bigger than the one the elder boy used, yet seemed absolutely massive in comparison to his small frame.\n\n\t“Pathetic” Ryan scoffed “You think you can best me with such pathetic power?”\n\n\t“I am not pathetic!” Justin’s foot stamped down into the dirt as the otter boy loped full tilt towards the older boy. The massive sword bigger than he was, nearly toppling him with every angry swing. \n\n\tA simple turn of the blade knocked away the first one close enough to perhaps make contact. A follow up swing proving more than enough to knock the boy down into the dirt.\n\n\tThe bear’s over-the-top grimness broke into a small smile. He crouched himself down with the sword swinging like a pendulum in his paw. He then reached down and gave the otter a pat on the head. The smile only growing as the tear-filled eyes of the younger looked up at him. “You have a lot to learn, little warrior. But I see promise.” \n\n\t“W-what’s that mean?” Justin choked on his own indignity and confusion.\n\n\tThe bear, for his part, shrugged and slumped back “it means you simply need to be taught. You can learn to be great with the blade. Perhaps a match for the legendary Guts one day.”\n\n\t“D-does that mean I can beat you?” Justin sniffled\n\n\tRyan scoffed. He hopped down from his perch and gripped the boy by the scruff, hauling him back up to his feet. “No. But I take it on myself to teach you. We’ll see the fire of your rage yet.”\n\n\t“Teach me?” Justin’s eyes lit up “Does that mean you’ll teach me your book game you and your friends play?”\n\n\t“Maybe, squirt.” He nodded “First, though. You gotta learn how to read.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Collared Chapter 13: Inspection
By TerraMGP

\tThree furs sailed down familiar backroads in an old white van. It had to be the van. Justin’s car just wasn’t big enough for three people. He almost felt guilty taking it and leaving his mom stuck relying on his dad, since there was no way a pregnant woman in her right mind would get behind the wheel of an old Corvette.

\tThe tension in the air was thick. Much of it radiated from Gretchen. It was only to be expected. The poor girl sat in her second row seat with all the grace and civility of a tweenager going to get braces. The anxiety from the other two furs up front was less expected. Justin especially seemed to be shaking a bit as he turned around. What was normally a smug and smarmy expression plastered on his face had turned sour. His soft brown fur furrowed with concern.

\tI know I asked this already, but are you sure you’re ok?” The otter spoke slowly and tried to keep his voice clinical. It failed. The pleading bled though. “You don’t have to do this. Either of you. Just say the word and you can back out.”

\t“But you can’t?” The question shocked everyone in the van. Gretchen most of all. She simply glared at the man she was coming to accept as her Master. In spite of everything she was as scared for him as she was for herself.

\t“I can’t.” Justin’s tone dropped ruefully “I don’t mind taking shit and going in by myself. But we already pushed you hard enough at game night.”

\tA soft silky-furred paw slipped over Justin‘s shoulder and squeezed. “It was my fault for not realizing, Master. I know our little dolly is scared of people. I just forgot to factor in that she wouldn’t see Becky and Esme as exceptions the way we do.”

\t“I’m saying this for you too, love.” Justin corrected. He turned to Hui and smiled wide. It did nothing to hide the anxiety in his eyes.

\tHui smiled back and shook her head. “Master, considering how often I have to deal with this anyways I’m probably the most ready out of all of us. Besides, I owe it to them. And to you.”

\t“If Mistress is able to go in then I am too.” The resolve in the mole’s voice shocked her. It was more confidence than she felt now. More than she ever really felt. But damn it she wasn’t going to lose it! Gretchen punctuated her point by awkwardly fiddling with the seatbelt until it came free and then grabbing hold of the vans sliding door to defiantly yank it open. The fact that it failed to open the first time. Or the second, or even the third, only served to strengthen her resolve. Yanking and hammering at the door handle and struggling to get the van open while her wild mop of brown headfur swayed to and fro from the frustrated effort.

\tThe door did open eventually. Justin standing on the other side. The concern on his face had softened some and he was laughing a bit. “Yeah, Dad put the child locks on. Baby isn’t even born yet and he’s getting paranoid already.”

\t“O-oh.” Gretchen muttered. She then sheepishly stepped out on to the dirt-and-rock drive leading up to the old farmhouse now looming above them. The mythical place that seemed to have her owners so utterly shaken.

\tNone of the teens spoke as they marched up towards the front door. A small walk up a beaten old cement path all the way to a front door which looked jarringly new compared to the worn paint along the side of the house.

\tEventually, the door opened. The woman standing there shocked all three teens, but all for different reasons. A lanky-legged rodent woman stood in the door. Her body held in a maid outfit that left her modest chest exposed along with a pair of goth-ish shredded plaid socks and a thick collar around her neck. The brown furred jumping mouse wore a warm smile contrasted somewhat by the frazzled state of her fur and the now grown out pixie cut she sported. The mix of the two showing some serious signs of physical fatigue.

\tNone of them were quite expecting this. Even less so the bow. The woman standing back up and taking a rigid stance before the guests. “Sir Justin, it is nice to see you. Master Justin is expecting the three of you. If you will come this way.” She took a few steps, paused, and turned to look at the trio with an unnerving smile. “Also, Master asks that you all remain quiet while upstairs. We do not wish interruptions at this time.” A finger pointed up to where the baby was likely sleeping. Then returned to her walk without missing a beat.

\tJustin glanced to Hui, who glanced back at him. She looked a bit less confused than he was, but none the less surprised that his cousin‘s wife, the spunky rodent woman who‘d been around since he could remember, was acting in this way. It was enough that Justin almost wished he could bleach his eyes. Gretchen was less shocked but no less confused. The mole girl whimpering loudly and only trying to speak up once she noticed the woman getting further away down the hall.

\tToo stunned for questions, Justin and Hui both started off with Gretchen close behind. The trio made their way though the nicely refurbished old farm house. Past shelves with mecha model kids and painted war gaming minis. Metal posters of video game characters and a growing away of family photos. Gretchen couldn’t help but notice Justin and even Hui in a few of those pictures, along with Justin’s parents. The mouse woman was in many of them as well, though she looked far more composed than she had been.

\tThere were countless questions. None of them were asked. The teens simply followed along down the basement, passing though a mostly finished hallway with barn doors to old cement coal rooms set off to one side. Finally they found themselves in a semi finished room at the end. Fresh wood flooring and drywall was put up in most of it. The back half of the floor was still cement, though. Old, cold stone from a ‘Michigan basement’. It wasn’t entirely unlike the house where Justin and Gretchen now lived. But bigger, and at the moment far more intimidating.

\tChains hung from the ceiling. Looped up and hung over some freshly re-enfoced beams along with leather straps any kinkster would recognize. A single rack with a set of whips, crops, and other tools rested on a single rack which seemed custom built to display such implements. It was almost enough to make one forget the clear signs of such equipment being moved out as the bulk of the room was now consumed by the bones of what would clearly be some finished family space.

\tThen there was the throne. There was nothing else to call it. A massive hunk of oak carved into an intimidating facsimile of some ancient rough seat of power. The kind of thing familiar to anyone who played around a lot with Skyrim mods. Or who went to the right renfairs.

\tThe man who sat in it certainly didn’t look much like a king, though. At least not a conventional one. A bear. Brown fur almost the same shade as Justin’s. His headfur currently dyed bottle black but with a bit of darker blonde from spots that had been missed. Black eye shadow and lipstick adorned the face of someone who may have once been bishonen in appearance and who might still be close if not for bits of dad bod fat which had migrated around his build. He sat with a countenance somewhere between Castlevenia Dracula and Conan. Right ankle sitting on left knee, leaning on his fist with his right elbow propped up on the arm rest of the throne. A crop in his left hand tapped lazily on the boxy frame of the throne. His feet clad in heavy leather boots, Things that looked like steel toed work boots turned to goth fetish wear.

\tThe bear gestured for the rodent woman to approach him. His paw reaching up and curling into the back of her hair. He moved the crop up to brush the periwinkle stripe of headfur covering her left eye before bringing the crop down hard on her thigh. Fur and flesh singing a sharp song from the blow. The man kissed his girl, dragged her to her knees and then let go. His attention now turning to the three teens in front of him.

\t“Ryan” Justin’s voice was hollow. He looked over his cousin with what he was slowly recognizing as fear. It shouldn’t be fear. It felt more ridiculous than anything. It was the kind of thing Justin expected when he finally got the time to do Vampire LARPs.

\tThe bear shook his head to the unspoken question and pulled his full weight up. He didn’t quite tower over the otter, but he was massive in comparison. More to the point he held himself with an unshakable confidence. A living realization of Justin’s many aspirations.

\t“We both know why you’re here, cousin.” The bear’s words were cold. They held just enough dim warmth and affection to send chills up the spine. “You’re going to hold the leash of these girls, I’m going to ensure it’s done properly. They are slaves. It’s a disservice if you can’t keep them in their place. Or if you’ve been mistreating them.”

\t“Y-yeah?” Justin swallowed hard “So what does that mean?”

\tRyan ran a paw into his hair and offered the kind of smirk Justin had only seen before in JRPGs. Oozing smug superiority in a way he had never seen before on his elder cousin. The man somehow managed to make his body look virtually bishonen despite everything genetics insisted upon. “It means I’m going to inspect them. Put them through a few paces. My toy and I. If I approve then that’s the end of it. If not…”

\t There was no need to finish the thought. Justin knew. He’d spent the last few years of his life in a D/s relationship with the proverbial ‘girl next door’. Some stupid little edge lord trying to figure out how to play Dom because his beloved got hooked on some admittedly hot hentai back when they were too young for any of that crap. He’d already spent most of a year of his life blackmailed over it. None of this was new to him. In fact Ryan had already implied once that he’d let people know if he thought Justin was being abusive.

\tSo why did this suddenly feel so wrong.

\t“I’m not going to let anything happen if I don’t have their approval.” Justin cast his eyes back towards Hui and Gretchen. Both girls were blushing deeply. The flesh under their fur alight. Gretchen in particular looked like she was about to faint. She kept looking to Hui for strength. Only smiles of reassurance from the red panda girl kept the teetering mole on her feet. Still, they nodded. Both looking at him. Both gave a small nod. Hui locking eyes with him and nodding once more to affirm her resolve.

\t“I want to hear you say it.” Justin snapped

\t“I’m fine with it, Master.” Hui yipped as proudly as she could. Anxiety still crept up into her throat as she replied.

\t“Y-yes. Yessir. I can handle it.” Gretchen nodded her agreement.

\tThe otter wasn’t convinced. He turned to Ryan. Once more the giant looming over him, even if they weren’t too far off from each other in reality. Justin gave the imposing figure the smallest of nods. Ryan then moved back to his seat, and beckoned Justin closer.

\t“Strip.” Ryan bellowed “And present.”

\tAlready Justin’s mouth was agape. His eyes flashed to Ryan, who looked back at him and smirked. It was a smirk Justin knew all too well. Over half a year of blackmail would do that to a boy. He looked to his pets seeking any signs of concern. Such signs were there, naturally. Especially apparent for Gretchen. Still both girls went rigid and nervously began to strip themselves down. Hui’s paws shook and her cheeks blazed the whole time. Those lovely amber eyes unable to look away from the two men now devouring her with their own near-identical sets of blue orbs.

\tAs much as Justin hated himself for it he could feel his body stirring at the sight of her. It always did. It always would. All of their first times came rushing back. Her soft ‘scrawny’ body was like some perfect doll. Delicate. Not the curvy bombshells most men seemed to simp for. A princess for the hero in him to shelter and protect. For the sadist in him to use to claim his own sweet agony.

\tGretchen… he still only barely knew her in comparison. He’d grown up with Hui. He’d only lived with Gretchen for weeks. The two were still just getting to know each other. But he did find her chubby, pudgy body delicious. A stark contrast from Hui’s. Breasts modest compared to her build but still far more ample than Hui. Frizzy curls of dark brown hair as opposed to the black silk of their mutual lover. Not to mention the fear and self loathing. A willing physical and emotional punching bag, if he could simply help her learn to keep such things from harming her when not on his leash. \t

\t\tBoth girls seemed to notice the way he looked at them. They also noticed Ryan. The man carrying himself with seductive malice while leaning in to look their bodies over. He watched Hui’s quick strip with curiosity. Licked his lips a touch when seeing the fear in Gretchen’s eyes. He even moaned a bit when she mouthed ‘do I have to’ towards Hui, possibly hoping nobody would notice.

\tJustin knew the excitement his cousin must feel. Because he felt the same, and he hated himself for it.

\t“Naqi.” Ryan’s growl slid like Velveteen as he looked to his wife, to his own slave. “Show them a ‘proper’ position for inspection.”

\tThe grey-furred kangaroo-mouse was all too quick to respond. Her tail flicked this way and that as leaping steps put her up beside Hui. Naqi wasn’t much taller. The slutty slave-maid uniform did absolutely nothing to offer her any sort of dignity. Yet she moved shamelessly to position the younger woman. A nudge here. A shove there. A dance more for the thrill of correction over minute details than any sort of proper structure or order.

\tHui cast her eyes down at the woman who’d become like an older sister to her. A quick snap of Ryan’s fingers brought her back to face forward. Huffing and panting while she locked her knees and gritted her toes into the floor.

\t“She’s quite an obedient hole, Master.” Naqi mused the words in a lilt. “I’m sure Master Justin enjoys making use of her.”

\tPanting from Hui only grew heavier while the older woman’s paws moved along younger fur and flesh. Never quite touching her most sensitive spots. This was far less an act of kindness, far more one of torture. Hot breath from such a close figure broke over Hui’s mound while Naqi seemed to arbitrarily position the red panda girl’s big bushy tail this way and that. Body heat swapped though the barely-present clothing while the older woman leaned in and adjusted the curve of Hui’s spine. Making sure the girl was thrusting her chest forwards.

\tNaqi stood up bolt-straight and gave a small bow. Her grin only grew as she eyed the stunned girl up and down. “Cute, and sensitive. I think she does quite a bit of edging, Master.” her long tail curled up and around Hui’s while a hand ran over the trembling teen’s body. “ She ran a finger up one thigh and down the other. Her tail waving this way and that before running along her folds. Looking at the bead of moisture now resting on her finger.

\t“No cumming without permission?” Ryan murred “Good. Slaves should be taught their bodies aren‘t their own. Property, not people. Right?”

\t“R-right.” Justin nodded in return. His whole body trembling with each breath while he watched Naqi‘s shockingly skilled digits moving and twisting along Hui‘s fur and flesh. Fingertips squeezing at one of those small breasts.

\tThe rodent girl wasted no time in prancing over to Gretchen. Everyone looking at the mole could read the terror-fueled lust on her face. Before she even said a word, Naqi‘s finger was pushed up against Gretchen’s lips. It moved side to side. Teasing and taunting her while rolling itself in small circles.

\tThe mole whined and whimpered. She started to hyperventilate. Those noises quickly gave way to a whimpering moan with the finger pushed in and rolled on Gretchen‘s tongue. Eyes of both furs locking while she moved the digit in and out. Each thrust was rough and uncaring. Glints of sadism shimmering in the maid mouse‘s eyes.

\t“This one‘s a dumpy little toy“ Naqi cooed. Like Hui she paced around her body. Giving no warning before grabbing hold of the mole by her chest and squeezing roughly. “Look at these lil udders. You may be homely but I bet this is a great punching bag for your Master, isn‘t it?”

\t“Y-yes!” Gretchen‘s whole body went semi limp as she replied. It actually took quite a bit of effort for Naqi to keep them both standing. It wasn‘t helped by Gretchen‘s refusal to move her arms out of position or her locked-up knees. Instead the shy slave simply thrust her chest out and whined in need for more of the abuse. The reward for such an action was a finger dipping just barely into the poor girl’s folds. The tip rolling along those petals and moving up to graze her clit.

\t“Ohhh this one is sopping wet. Weak little abuse sponge” Naqi giggled. She gave her fingers a lick, looking at the two men watching.

\tThen, without a word, she pushed down. Both girls were standing on what had been put in of the wood flooring. As such the sudden thud to her knees was a bit less painful for Gretchen than would be if she’d been on cement. The pain was still there, though. Mixed with perverse masochistic pleasure at being used so roughly.

\tThis gave Hui a touch of time to prepare. Naqi was a touch more gentle with her, but only just. Soon the red panda was also on her knees struggling to keep what she thought was a good position. Both girls now lost, blushing, and utterly overwhelmed as they looked to Justin and Ryan. The latter of the two smiling as he looked back, and standing up.

\tThe bear dominated the room as he walked. Boots heavy. Hips swaying just a bit. The leather pants doing nothing to hide his ‘assets’. He approached Hui. His crop moved in and tucked under her chin. Slowly, carefully he tilted her face up. Her blush grew, his smirk grew. The poor girl heaving as he overwhelmed her. Her muzzle tip a mere inch away from the heavy bulge while the bashful girl flitted her eyes between it, the mans face, and the floor.

\t“You really have trained your toys well, cousin.” Ryan murred. He gave a small nod towards Naqi. In a flash his wife had slipped over and behind Justin, pushing her chest up against him. Her hands reaching up to rub under his tee shirt.

\tThis drew a whimper from Hui. One both of the older furs drank up. The bear licked his lips and spoke in a low menacing growl. “You are holes, little one. Both of you. Holes and flesh to abuse. Nothing more. So let’s see what kind of holes my kinsman has made for himself.” His fingers went to the zipper on those pants. The only thing holding them in place.

\t“Enough!” Justin bellowed “Fucking… Dome Fossil. Helix Fossil. All the fossils. Just stop. That’s it.” The otter marched up to his cousin. Though the height was near identical, Ryan seemed an impossible giant looming over the younger man. All the same Justin slammed his finger into Ryan’s chest and glared into the bear’s face thudding his rudder heavily on the floor to punctuate his movements. “You said you wanted to do an inspection. Fine. This isn’t an inspection. I didn’t ask the girls if they were ok with this, and they sure as fuck don’t seem comfy to me. So you know what? Tell mom. Tell dad. I don’t god damn care. You can blackmail me all you want but I just… What the fuck, man? I can’t do this to them.”

\tGretchen and Hui both flinched when Ryan’s massive paw gripped Justin on his shoulder. The bear’s dour and implacable expression slowly twisted into a smile. Confident. Strong. But a smile that held hints of the same goofy, sincere honesty that so often graced Justin’s face.

\t“I’m proud of you, lil cuz.” Ryan nodded

\tDozens of emotions flashed over Justin’s face. He took a step back and then pushed forwards feeling a growl slip from his lips. “Is this some kind of fucking test to you?” He spat.

\t“It is.” Ryan nodded somberly and let his paw drop “A bit of fun, too. But mostly a test.”

\t“Of all the… dude. What the fuck? \tWhy would you fuck with the girls like that? Fuck with my head like that? What did I ever do to you?” Justin spat the words and turned to look at his girls, his paws balling hard into fists.

\tHui looked on at her Master. At the man she loved. The man she’d basically grown up with as a second sibling. Everyone among their friends knew who Justin had tried to copy when seeking to be the cool nerd, or the only recently ended edge lord phase that had followed him all though high school and a good chunk of middle school. She’d seen the possibly preformative faux rage he’d wear in gym or when trying to intimidate bullies. She’d never seen him cry, though. Not like this.

\tRyan turned the boy around and hugged him. Hugged him tight. Squeezing Justin to his chest for a few long moments before letting him go with a pat on the back. “Look” The bear’s face grew stern as he spoke once more “This shit isn’t just some game. A lot of people use it to do very bad things. The Lockhearts, well… we got some bad tenancies running in that part of the family, kid. I know you. I trust you. But I gotta be sure. I’m not going to let you end up as just another fucking monster. You get me?”

\t“Ryan.” Justin half-sobbed “I’m not…”

\t“I don’t think you are. But I am going to be sure.” The older fur cut him off “If you’re fucking up bad enough I’m gonna make sure people know it. But just asking you wasn’t going to tell me anything. You’re smart. If you really wanted to hide some bad shit you could do it pretty easily.”

\t“Hide what?” The otter spat back. “You think I’d do something to Hui? You think I’d just keep Gretchen around to hurt her? This isn’t some Hentai. I know the difference between fantasy and reality. I don’t want to hurt anyone!”

\t“But you do.” Ryan corrected “You want them to be ok, and you want to hurt them. Just like me. Just like most sadists. You want to do really bad things to them. I don’t know what all of those things are. I don’t really care. It can be easy to forget about consent in the moment. Or to try and find ways around it.”

\t“And what about them?” Justin waved a paw “You didn’t give them a chance to consent. Not really. Sure they ’agreed’ to it here and now but my ass is on the line. Plus you’re big and scary. You didn’t sit down and have a discussion or anything with them.”

\t“I did.” Naqi chimed in. “Well, with Hui. She’s told us a lot.”

\t“Hui?” Justin’s voice dropped as he cast his eyes towards his love. His whole body tensed while the blood drained from it.

\tThe red panda girl nodded a bit and looked down shamefully at her feet. “I… I’m sorry. Naqi’s been kind of mentoring me. S-she said this was important. Ryan was worried. He wanted to make sure. I wanted to tell you. I really did. But they both said…”

\tThe four other furs all watched Justin turn and storm off. Heavy footfalls and the loud sharp smack of the old basement door. Everyone was stunned silent. Only a shrill cry from a well hidden baby monitor cut the still tension. “Damn it, now I gotta find a robe.“ Naqi growled. The rodent woman was quickly shaken from her stupor as she began to head upstairs to deal with more urgent matters.

\t“I should go talk to him.” Ryan grunted. The large lumbering bear stopped from a paw pushed against him, looking down at Hui’s face in a stern and resolute mask.

\t“I’ll go.” She affirmed. “If he’s going to be mad at anyone I’d rather it be me.”

\tEventually Hui managed to get her clothing back on and made her way to the front door. Gretchen followed her that far, but hung back simply peering out of the glass storm door. Out in the yard Justin was hammering his fists away at an old tire swing. A years worth of growth seemed to have melted away leaving a raw nerve of unchecked rage while the otter flailed himself impotently at the heavy object.

\tHe didn’t stop. She didn’t interrupt. Not even when small flecks of red appeared on his knuckle fur or when the tears streaming though his cheeks became properly visible.

\tFinally it all became too much. One final blow saw Justin face down in the mud and dirt under the swing. His body heaving. His breath coming in hard rasping gasps. His paws quickly shot from pocket to pocket, Hui ignoring any previous tensions as she darted a paw into the inner pocket of his long coat and pulled free the bright yellow body of his rescue inhaler.

\tA few hard puffs and the wheezing started to still. Justin curled his legs up to his chest and sat there in the mud glancing off into the distance while Hui flopped down beside him.

\t“Why did you do this?” Justin snapped “Why did ‘he’ do this?”

\tHui curled herself up and glanced down at her feet. She’d rushed out so quickly she hadn’t even bothered to put shoes on. Somehow her brain kept focusing on the feeling of plants under her. Quite possibly fixating to avoid answering the question.

\tHer Master didn’t give her a chance to answer. He simply sighed and slumped himself forwards “I knew he gave me a ‘talk’. I knew he had some idea of what we do. But this was just way too much. What kind of. I mean. He.”

\tBoth teens fell silent. Hui tried to lean in and comfort her Master, only for the young man to pull away sharply. The two then simply slumped in the mud. Neither one daring to speak.

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\tJust another day in Michiana suburbia. The smell of fresh cut grass and din of cheesy metal music filled the air. A gawky bear with thick glasses and a bottle black hair stood as resplendently as he could atop a large wooden garden box. He wore a heavy duster in spite of the heat, while in one paw he lazily waved a lovingly made foam sword in slow figure eight motions while he pointed to his opponent.

\t“Is that all you’ve got, kid?” Ryan’s voice was low and menacing even with the few cracking tremors being suppressed within it.

\tAt the other end of the back yard stood an otter boy no more than seven. Steely eyed with gawky glasses nearly falling off of his face. He wiped a paw on an already snot-stained power rangers shirt before gripping his own foam sword. The thing was not much bigger than the one the elder boy used, yet seemed absolutely massive in comparison to his small frame.

\t“Pathetic” Ryan scoffed “You think you can best me with such pathetic power?”

\t“I am not pathetic!” Justin’s foot stamped down into the dirt as the otter boy loped full tilt towards the older boy. The massive sword bigger than he was, nearly toppling him with every angry swing.

\tA simple turn of the blade knocked away the first one close enough to perhaps make contact. A follow up swing proving more than enough to knock the boy down into the dirt.

\tThe bear’s over-the-top grimness broke into a small smile. He crouched himself down with the sword swinging like a pendulum in his paw. He then reached down and gave the otter a pat on the head. The smile only growing as the tear-filled eyes of the younger looked up at him. “You have a lot to learn, little warrior. But I see promise.”

\t“W-what’s that mean?” Justin choked on his own indignity and confusion.

\tThe bear, for his part, shrugged and slumped back “it means you simply need to be taught. You  can learn to be great with the blade. Perhaps a match for the legendary Guts one day.”

\t“D-does that mean I can beat you?” Justin sniffled

\tRyan scoffed. He hopped down from his perch and gripped the boy by the scruff, hauling him back up to his feet. “No. But I take it on myself to teach you. We’ll see the fire of your rage yet.”

\t“Teach me?” Justin’s eyes lit up “Does that mean you’ll teach me your book game you and your friends play?”

\t“Maybe, squirt.” He nodded “First, though. You gotta learn how to read.”
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