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A sequel to https://inkbunny.net/s/2410349 and involving all the same characters, a nosey Treble finds out a few things she doesn't like about the Insolent Hunter, and figures out the perfect way for him to learn his lesson... if he remembers it in the morning.

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Story Contains: Hypnosis, breeding, transformation?. impregnation?, dub-con, giving in to instincts, suggestions, domination, bestiality, jerks getting what they deserve, and monster hunter. Enjoy!", "writing": "\tBass had enjoyed his days after the hunt. It was wonderful to get to put the Insolent Hunter in his place, forcing him to do things like sharpen the gear, get and deliver food, and make sure the Stygian Zinogre he'd bred was taken care of. After all, she was incredibly friendly, and her estrus had ended after getting here, so he was excitedly expecting pups. While Gakki couldn't understand Bass directly, Treble could, and the palico was excited to bring the news to the Life Energy Research Team and, possibly, have some new little palamutes to train to perfection.\n\n\tIt was coming back from one of those meetings that Treble's ears perked, the sly ninja felyne slinking into the shadows among the crates, doing her best to be unnoticed. Maybe it was a bad habit, but she'd picked up a lot of things from Fukashigi the Informant back in Kamura. So what if she was a bit of a gossip, right? It was good to have details to give her master. She eased her way behind a set of crates, listening over them, only her ears poking out to tell anyone of her presence.\n\n\tThe Insolent Hunter was complaining loudly near the docks, bemoaning his life for having to spend some time paying homage to his better and living up to his deal. “There's no way that dog was able to hunt that thing without help! I'm telling you, Gakki cheated, I just don't know how.”\n\n\tThe hunter next to him was laughing, barely giving him the time of day. “Yeah, yeah, but even so, what's the harm? You give the pup a flea bath, feed it some meat, and go about your day.” \n\n\t“Sure, it's not hard, but it's a dog. What can a bitch really want, right? Just some pets and ear scratches and the idiot's satisfied. But it's keeping me from prime time, I mean... Where am I supposed to find my OWN bitches, ya know? I mean, I crave pussy! Ladies to feel every inch of my Mountain Crusher?” He laughed, punching the other hunter on the shoulder. “We're gonna need a Dodogama to wrap their mouth around my monster. Even the Jagras would be going home with a full belly.”\n\n\tTreble gagged on a hairball from the talk, bile rising in her stomach. This hunter deserved much worse than a week of humiliation... Bass was being too good to him. But then she heard something that made her tail twitch. “Hey babe! You a Pukei Pukei, because I'd like to see you gobbling these nuts!” Treble peeked around the crate, watching one of the young researchers with a red flush to her face moving quickly, a pack of notes in her hands. Treble then looked at the Insolent one, glaring at him. Bass was going to start getting ideas much too evil for the dog, but... She knew what made him tick. He'd love it in the end.\n\n\tWith the tinkle of the bell around her collar, Treble left the laughing hunter, whose friend was rolling his eyes and trying to ignore him, to go and follow the researcher. This time she slid under the table with the research notes, clinging to its underside where her dark fur kept her hidden in the shadow. The flustered researcher was pacing back and forth, grabbing scrolls as her professor instructed as she ranted. “I just don't know where he gets off, you know? We all came to the new world to study monsters, to grow, to learn, and to be better than that, and he just comes in here and starts hitting on anyone he can! I mean, did you hear what he tried to do to the Handler after the mission with the Nightshade Paolumu?”\n\n\tThe professor nodded, sighing. “Yes, well, luckily the medical palicoes are smarter than that. But they needed a night guard on paw to make sure he didn't sneak in for... non medical healing.”\n\n\tThe researcher pounded the table hard enough to flip it up, Treble biting her tongue not to make noise as she clung on for dear life and crashed back to the ground, her claws aching from the pressure. “It's sick! He treats us like we're just... objects! And people have told him, even the captain warned him, but he just keeps going at it and getting away with it because, what, they're gonna exile him from the village? Throw him to the monsters... No, we're humans and wyverians, civilized folk. We won't just feed a monster to get rid of a problem.”\n\n\tThe professor sighed, adjusting her glasses as she read through the latest scroll handed to her. “Yes, yes... well, hopefully he'll learn something from being under that canyne for a bit. Maybe some respect, for once...” The aging professor then chuckled, lowering her glasses. “Might be a good change for him to be someone else's bitch for once. You saw how well Moon's personality shifted.”\n\n\tTreble's ears perked, a wicked grin growing across her face as she realized what needed to happen... Now all she had to do was make her way out safely. “I'm filing another complaint with the captain. This can't stand! Please, excuse me professor.”\n\n\t“Take your time.” The elderly wyverian watched the researcher leave, her glasses glinting in the light as she saw the dark tail of Treble sneaking out behind her. “I feel he's going to learn his lesson soon enough.” She grinned, putting away the scroll on Kamura legends and the origins of palamutes. It was time to see if the myth was real.\n\n\tTreble returned to the beautiful room that Gakki had been given, with the personal area for herself and her companion. Bass was a wonderful canyne: loyal, loving, fierce... and a knot that could plug hunting horn for hours, if you kept him riled up enough. More than one mission had nearly been delayed thanks to them locked together, with her having to pretend to be his shadow until things quieted down. It was her favorite dirty secret, not that she was the only palico to get intimate with her companion. At least it wasn't with Gakki, though. Felynes that did such things with their meowster were definitely too horny to be focused.\n\n\tBut unfocused horny was what she was going to need right now. That and the scroll they'd gotten from the sealed shrine back home. “Bass, we still have those bells that Meowster made from the shrine, right? We packed those up?” Bass, who was lounging on a pillow in the sunlight, growled an affirmative, pointing lazily towards where the weapons were kept. Treble hopped into the chest of weapons, tail twitching as she kicked her back legs at the sides, trying to get purchase while digging through. Eventually, though, she let out a loud meow of happiness, sliding out of the chest and onto her butt holding a blue scroll and a bell in the shape of a dog, a blue glow coming from within it.\n\n\tThe Barking Bell, and its felyne counterpart, the Cat-aclysm, were ancient weapons of great power. The powder sprinkled within and the sounds of their playing created a dreamlike state in those too weak to avoid it. Their designs were in a scroll that was sealed away, its details unfit for any but the most powerful, and friendly, of hunters. Only one like Gakki, or the Light that had stayed back in Kamura, could have opened up the shrine: one who understood the importance of their companions and respected their contributions, who took care of them and ensured their health and safety... Treble and Bass loved their master more than anything, they'd do anything for him... and it was proven, through this scroll, that he'd do the same for them.\n\n\tBass tilted his head as he watched the scroll get unfurled, his tail leaving a warm breeze that washed over his sunning underside, the warmth on his nuts and stomach making him feel lazy and playful. He whined softly at Treble, his front paws sliding slightly over his stomach, and she shook her head. “I would, big guy, but right now I have something in mind... but... What if I could get you someone else to play with?” She read down the scroll, where it detailed a ritual... one to contact the fallen spirits of companions, and another to give them form should something happen to their earthly body. It didn't need much, just the bell, though... She looked over at the chest, seeing the Mighty Mushroom Rod. The same mushrooms that went into Gakki's Toxic Fungasax went into the Mighty Mushroom Rod, and their effects whether toxic, paralytic, or hallucinogenic depending on the refinement, couldn't be overlooked. Treble read through the various rituals, a perfect plan forming in her head that would put the Insolent Hunter in his place.\n\n\tShe grabbed the Mushroom Rod, then went over to Bass, whispering in his ear while she took its spores and the dust within the Barking Bell and began to work on her efforts. “Don't worry, Bass. If this goes well, you're going to have exactly what you need without even needing to run to the research area.” She then took a pawful of the combined dust and blew it right into his face, making the lazy dog sneeze once, then drift off to sleep... though whatever he was dreaming about had him hard as a rock. As tempting as it was, Treble was forced to leave him there. She only had so much time to set her plan in motion.\n\n\tToday, Gakki was out with Moon and the Sapphire Star to do some preliminary research around the New World and try to figure out how monsters from one made it to the other. It wasn't really Treble's thing, the nyanja more of a sneaky healer when the time came, but she knew how Gakki considered himself a bard who wanted to know all the land could offer for his songs and poetry. He was a wonderful warrior poet, one of the best... It was hard not to swoon at his recitals, but again, Treble had to remain focused. The master's safety came first, well before any lewd ideas she had... at least for him.\n\n\tShe slipped from the shadows near the docks where the Insolent Hunter was beginning another catcall, cutting him off before he could get more than “Hey babe!” out of his mouth. “Temporary servant, Bass has need of your assistance,” she said matter-of-fact-ly. She tried very hard to maintain a professional demeanor in all she did, even if her thighs were grinding together just at the thought of the trick she was going to pull.\n\n\tThe Insolent one rolled his eyes. “Oh, so I'm just supposed to drop everything and come get him? Your master's not even here to do anything about it.”\n\n\tTreble held up a paw, sighing. “Yes, it's true, meowster Gakki wouldn't know about your transgression until he returned. And he might not even care. But you made a bet the whole town knows of, and I think they would. So... would you rather come meow, or be known as the one too cowardly and base to even 'feed the mutt' as you put it?” She watched his reaction, particularly how he looked around when he was reminded about the bet in front of everyone else, and his cheeks flushed at the implication he was a coward.\n\n\t“Fine! Fine, whatever, I'll go give the dog some meat.” He started in the direction of the room, but Treble stopped him, holding up a large package.\n\n\t“He also desires you to wear this while serving him. You need not do so outside of the room, but within it, Bass wishes to see you properly maintaining a servant's attire.” The felyne's heart was racing as she lifted up the package, seeing the anger welling in the Insolent Hunter's eyes at the very idea of being commanded by a dog. When he opened it and saw one of those frilly black and white old world maid outfits, however, he looked like he was going to throw a punch since his sword was too heavy to draw on the spot.\n\n\t“What kind of sick joke is this? A maid uniform? What's gotten into that mutt's head?”\n\n\tTreble smiled inwardly, a flicker of pleasure rushing from her control over this human. “Well, you did lose a bet. One week, if I recall, serving under Bass. Meow I wouldn't want to be the one making such a fuss out here... Especially not at the request of your meowster. And your better.”\n\n\tThat seemed to be a step over the line, as the Insolent Hunter leaped towards Treble, grabbing her by the tail and yanking her into the air. She yowled out, getting a reaction from everyone who looked at him, suddenly the glaring eyes of the entire populace of Astera landing on this human and his mistreatment of a felyne. He brought back a fist, then seemed to realize the situation, holding Treble up and hissing in her ear. “You're lucky we're in public. But I'm not less than some mutt, you got that? He's nothing but a dumb bitch who got lucky, and I'm going to prove it before the week's out.” He then dropped Treble, though the felyne landed on her feet, rubbing the point where her tail had been tugged.\n\n\tShe glared back at him, happy at the plan that had formed in her mind... he didn't deserve the initial thoughts. “Well, either way, your meowster awaits you in your attire. Do not disappoint.” She then scampered off back towards the room, but not before she made sure he picked up his package and walked off to get changed.\n\n\tGrumbling loudly and doing his best to cover himself with his every movement, the Insolent Hunter entered Gakki's room. He still couldn't believe the star treatment this foreign hunter was getting, with a private lake just outside the door, the four-poster bed, the full fireplace... it wasn't quite as swanky as the Star's place, but it was way better than the barracks he had for himself. He shuffled across the thick carpet in his heeled shoes, trying his best to hold down the skirt of the dress to make sure everything was covered, the frilly white and black number just looking silly on his toned body.\n\n\tHis face was flushed red, his breathing increasing with every step, completely unsure why he was doing this. As he did so, he smelled a strange fragrance in the air, linger and pouring over him, his vision going hazy, almost like there was dust in the air. He could also hear a bell off in the distance, though there was always odd music from a foreign land in this room, with way too much of a focus on bells and chimes, so he didn't think anything of it. By the time he'd reached the other door, however, he was trying to hide a boner under the skirt, and even the fabric seemed to feel so wonderful against his skin.\n\n\tHe stepped out of the far door into the private lake where Bass was lounging in the sun. The canyne's tail was wagging happily, his red rocket bouncing against his stomach, while his full balls were moving with the motion of his tail, rolling deliciously. The palamute looked a little confused as the Insolent one entered, but he didn't move, happy to be enjoying his time outside, his irises wide and his tongue lolling out lazily. “Okay, mutt, what do you want?” the unwilling servant muttered through gritted teeth, glaring at the dog.”\n\n\tBehind him a bell tinkled as Treble made her entrance from the roof, the black cat naked apart from the collar around her neck, though naked felynes weren't unheard of, even in town. “Now, is that any way to talk to your meowster? You really should learn some respect.” As she stepped, another chime rang through the air, its sound resonating in the Insolent Hunter's head, his thoughts getting fuzzy. “Say the words with me. 'Meowster, how may I serve you?'”\n\n\tHer words swirled through his mind, and he slowly mouthed them after her. “Master, how may I serve you?” He then grit his teeth, glaring at the felyne. “Hey! What are you doing? Get out of my head!”\n\n\tBass barked, the sound happening in time with another chime of the ethereal bell, and once more the servant's head went fuzzy. Treble grinned, stepping closer to the human and gently tugging on his dress where it was tented. “I am doing nothing. Perhaps showing the importance of respect... and consent. Now, did you hear that? It was an order. He wishes for a massage.” The chime rang again, and the Insolent Hunter could smell that same fragrance, his head getting foggy. The last word from Treble resounded in his head, and he followed it's order.\n\n\tHe went over to Bass, who was looking confused at Treble, before beginning to pet the palamute. The thin scales underneath the fur were soft and warm, the fur practically tingling the servant's hands as he pressed all along the dog's back. Bass, for his part, began panting happily and leaning into the motion, until he rolled over, his throbbing red rocket on display again. The hunter paused, starting to back up, before the chime rang again, Treble's words worming into his head. “He didn't say stop.”\n\n(((Edited for Ink Bunny, please follow the links to find it on the other sites!)))", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tBass had enjoyed his days after the hunt. It was wonderful to get to put the Insolent Hunter in his place, forcing him to do things like sharpen the gear, get and deliver food, and make sure the Stygian Zinogre he'd bred was taken care of. After all, she was incredibly friendly, and her estrus had ended after getting here, so he was excitedly expecting pups. While Gakki couldn't understand Bass directly, Treble could, and the palico was excited to bring the news to the Life Energy Research Team and, possibly, have some new little palamutes to train to perfection.

\tIt was coming back from one of those meetings that Treble's ears perked, the sly ninja felyne slinking into the shadows among the crates, doing her best to be unnoticed. Maybe it was a bad habit, but she'd picked up a lot of things from Fukashigi the Informant back in Kamura. So what if she was a bit of a gossip, right? It was good to have details to give her master. She eased her way behind a set of crates, listening over them, only her ears poking out to tell anyone of her presence.

\tThe Insolent Hunter was complaining loudly near the docks, bemoaning his life for having to spend some time paying homage to his better and living up to his deal. “There's no way that dog was able to hunt that thing without help! I'm telling you, Gakki cheated, I just don't know how.”

\tThe hunter next to him was laughing, barely giving him the time of day. “Yeah, yeah, but even so, what's the harm? You give the pup a flea bath, feed it some meat, and go about your day.”

\t“Sure, it's not hard, but it's a dog. What can a bitch really want, right? Just some pets and ear scratches and the idiot's satisfied. But it's keeping me from prime time, I mean... Where am I supposed to find my OWN bitches, ya know? I mean, I crave pussy! Ladies to feel every inch of my Mountain Crusher?” He laughed, punching the other hunter on the shoulder. “We're gonna need a Dodogama to wrap their mouth around my monster. Even the Jagras would be going home with a full belly.”

\tTreble gagged on a hairball from the talk, bile rising in her stomach. This hunter deserved much worse than a week of humiliation... Bass was being too good to him. But then she heard something that made her tail twitch. “Hey babe! You a Pukei Pukei, because I'd like to see you gobbling these nuts!” Treble peeked around the crate, watching one of the young researchers with a red flush to her face moving quickly, a pack of notes in her hands. Treble then looked at the Insolent one, glaring at him. Bass was going to start getting ideas much too evil for the dog, but... She knew what made him tick. He'd love it in the end.

\tWith the tinkle of the bell around her collar, Treble left the laughing hunter, whose friend was rolling his eyes and trying to ignore him, to go and follow the researcher. This time she slid under the table with the research notes, clinging to its underside where her dark fur kept her hidden in the shadow. The flustered researcher was pacing back and forth, grabbing scrolls as her professor instructed as she ranted. “I just don't know where he gets off, you know? We all came to the new world to study monsters, to grow, to learn, and to be better than that, and he just comes in here and starts hitting on anyone he can! I mean, did you hear what he tried to do to the Handler after the mission with the Nightshade Paolumu?”

\tThe professor nodded, sighing. “Yes, well, luckily the medical palicoes are smarter than that. But they needed a night guard on paw to make sure he didn't sneak in for... non medical healing.”

\tThe researcher pounded the table hard enough to flip it up, Treble biting her tongue not to make noise as she clung on for dear life and crashed back to the ground, her claws aching from the pressure. “It's sick! He treats us like we're just... objects! And people have told him, even the captain warned him, but he just keeps going at it and getting away with it because, what, they're gonna exile him from the village? Throw him to the monsters... No, we're humans and wyverians, civilized folk. We won't just feed a monster to get rid of a problem.”

\tThe professor sighed, adjusting her glasses as she read through the latest scroll handed to her. “Yes, yes... well, hopefully he'll learn something from being under that canyne for a bit. Maybe some respect, for once...” The aging professor then chuckled, lowering her glasses. “Might be a good change for him to be someone else's bitch for once. You saw how well Moon's personality shifted.”

\tTreble's ears perked, a wicked grin growing across her face as she realized what needed to happen... Now all she had to do was make her way out safely. “I'm filing another complaint with the captain. This can't stand! Please, excuse me professor.”

\t“Take your time.” The elderly wyverian watched the researcher leave, her glasses glinting in the light as she saw the dark tail of Treble sneaking out behind her. “I feel he's going to learn his lesson soon enough.” She grinned, putting away the scroll on Kamura legends and the origins of palamutes. It was time to see if the myth was real.

\tTreble returned to the beautiful room that Gakki had been given, with the personal area for herself and her companion. Bass was a wonderful canyne: loyal, loving, fierce... and a knot that could plug hunting horn for hours, if you kept him riled up enough. More than one mission had nearly been delayed thanks to them locked together, with her having to pretend to be his shadow until things quieted down. It was her favorite dirty secret, not that she was the only palico to get intimate with her companion. At least it wasn't with Gakki, though. Felynes that did such things with their meowster were definitely too horny to be focused.

\tBut unfocused horny was what she was going to need right now. That and the scroll they'd gotten from the sealed shrine back home. “Bass, we still have those bells that Meowster made from the shrine, right? We packed those up?” Bass, who was lounging on a pillow in the sunlight, growled an affirmative, pointing lazily towards where the weapons were kept. Treble hopped into the chest of weapons, tail twitching as she kicked her back legs at the sides, trying to get purchase while digging through. Eventually, though, she let out a loud meow of happiness, sliding out of the chest and onto her butt holding a blue scroll and a bell in the shape of a dog, a blue glow coming from within it.

\tThe Barking Bell, and its felyne counterpart, the Cat-aclysm, were ancient weapons of great power. The powder sprinkled within and the sounds of their playing created a dreamlike state in those too weak to avoid it. Their designs were in a scroll that was sealed away, its details unfit for any but the most powerful, and friendly, of hunters. Only one like Gakki, or the Light that had stayed back in Kamura, could have opened up the shrine: one who understood the importance of their companions and respected their contributions, who took care of them and ensured their health and safety... Treble and Bass loved their master more than anything, they'd do anything for him... and it was proven, through this scroll, that he'd do the same for them.

\tBass tilted his head as he watched the scroll get unfurled, his tail leaving a warm breeze that washed over his sunning underside, the warmth on his nuts and stomach making him feel lazy and playful. He whined softly at Treble, his front paws sliding slightly over his stomach, and she shook her head. “I would, big guy, but right now I have something in mind... but... What if I could get you someone else to play with?” She read down the scroll, where it detailed a ritual... one to contact the fallen spirits of companions, and another to give them form should something happen to their earthly body. It didn't need much, just the bell, though... She looked over at the chest, seeing the Mighty Mushroom Rod. The same mushrooms that went into Gakki's Toxic Fungasax went into the Mighty Mushroom Rod, and their effects whether toxic, paralytic, or hallucinogenic depending on the refinement, couldn't be overlooked. Treble read through the various rituals, a perfect plan forming in her head that would put the Insolent Hunter in his place.

\tShe grabbed the Mushroom Rod, then went over to Bass, whispering in his ear while she took its spores and the dust within the Barking Bell and began to work on her efforts. “Don't worry, Bass. If this goes well, you're going to have exactly what you need without even needing to run to the research area.” She then took a pawful of the combined dust and blew it right into his face, making the lazy dog sneeze once, then drift off to sleep... though whatever he was dreaming about had him hard as a rock. As tempting as it was, Treble was forced to leave him there. She only had so much time to set her plan in motion.

\tToday, Gakki was out with Moon and the Sapphire Star to do some preliminary research around the New World and try to figure out how monsters from one made it to the other. It wasn't really Treble's thing, the nyanja more of a sneaky healer when the time came, but she knew how Gakki considered himself a bard who wanted to know all the land could offer for his songs and poetry. He was a wonderful warrior poet, one of the best... It was hard not to swoon at his recitals, but again, Treble had to remain focused. The master's safety came first, well before any lewd ideas she had... at least for him.

\tShe slipped from the shadows near the docks where the Insolent Hunter was beginning another catcall, cutting him off before he could get more than “Hey babe!” out of his mouth. “Temporary servant, Bass has need of your assistance,” she said matter-of-fact-ly. She tried very hard to maintain a professional demeanor in all she did, even if her thighs were grinding together just at the thought of the trick she was going to pull.

\tThe Insolent one rolled his eyes. “Oh, so I'm just supposed to drop everything and come get him? Your master's not even here to do anything about it.”

\tTreble held up a paw, sighing. “Yes, it's true, meowster Gakki wouldn't know about your transgression until he returned. And he might not even care. But you made a bet the whole town knows of, and I think they would. So... would you rather come meow, or be known as the one too cowardly and base to even 'feed the mutt' as you put it?” She watched his reaction, particularly how he looked around when he was reminded about the bet in front of everyone else, and his cheeks flushed at the implication he was a coward.

\t“Fine! Fine, whatever, I'll go give the dog some meat.” He started in the direction of the room, but Treble stopped him, holding up a large package.

\t“He also desires you to wear this while serving him. You need not do so outside of the room, but within it, Bass wishes to see you properly maintaining a servant's attire.” The felyne's heart was racing as she lifted up the package, seeing the anger welling in the Insolent Hunter's eyes at the very idea of being commanded by a dog. When he opened it and saw one of those frilly black and white old world maid outfits, however, he looked like he was going to throw a punch since his sword was too heavy to draw on the spot.

\t“What kind of sick joke is this? A maid uniform? What's gotten into that mutt's head?”

\tTreble smiled inwardly, a flicker of pleasure rushing from her control over this human. “Well, you did lose a bet. One week, if I recall, serving under Bass. Meow I wouldn't want to be the one making such a fuss out here... Especially not at the request of your meowster. And your better.”

\tThat seemed to be a step over the line, as the Insolent Hunter leaped towards Treble, grabbing her by the tail and yanking her into the air. She yowled out, getting a reaction from everyone who looked at him, suddenly the glaring eyes of the entire populace of Astera landing on this human and his mistreatment of a felyne. He brought back a fist, then seemed to realize the situation, holding Treble up and hissing in her ear. “You're lucky we're in public. But I'm not less than some mutt, you got that? He's nothing but a dumb bitch who got lucky, and I'm going to prove it before the week's out.” He then dropped Treble, though the felyne landed on her feet, rubbing the point where her tail had been tugged.

\tShe glared back at him, happy at the plan that had formed in her mind... he didn't deserve the initial thoughts. “Well, either way, your meowster awaits you in your attire. Do not disappoint.” She then scampered off back towards the room, but not before she made sure he picked up his package and walked off to get changed.

\tGrumbling loudly and doing his best to cover himself with his every movement, the Insolent Hunter entered Gakki's room. He still couldn't believe the star treatment this foreign hunter was getting, with a private lake just outside the door, the four-poster bed, the full fireplace... it wasn't quite as swanky as the Star's place, but it was way better than the barracks he had for himself. He shuffled across the thick carpet in his heeled shoes, trying his best to hold down the skirt of the dress to make sure everything was covered, the frilly white and black number just looking silly on his toned body.

\tHis face was flushed red, his breathing increasing with every step, completely unsure why he was doing this. As he did so, he smelled a strange fragrance in the air, linger and pouring over him, his vision going hazy, almost like there was dust in the air. He could also hear a bell off in the distance, though there was always odd music from a foreign land in this room, with way too much of a focus on bells and chimes, so he didn't think anything of it. By the time he'd reached the other door, however, he was trying to hide a boner under the skirt, and even the fabric seemed to feel so wonderful against his skin.

\tHe stepped out of the far door into the private lake where Bass was lounging in the sun. The canyne's tail was wagging happily, his red rocket bouncing against his stomach, while his full balls were moving with the motion of his tail, rolling deliciously. The palamute looked a little confused as the Insolent one entered, but he didn't move, happy to be enjoying his time outside, his irises wide and his tongue lolling out lazily. “Okay, mutt, what do you want?” the unwilling servant muttered through gritted teeth, glaring at the dog.”

\tBehind him a bell tinkled as Treble made her entrance from the roof, the black cat naked apart from the collar around her neck, though naked felynes weren't unheard of, even in town. “Now, is that any way to talk to your meowster? You really should learn some respect.” As she stepped, another chime rang through the air, its sound resonating in the Insolent Hunter's head, his thoughts getting fuzzy. “Say the words with me. 'Meowster, how may I serve you?'”

\tHer words swirled through his mind, and he slowly mouthed them after her. “Master, how may I serve you?” He then grit his teeth, glaring at the felyne. “Hey! What are you doing? Get out of my head!”

\tBass barked, the sound happening in time with another chime of the ethereal bell, and once more the servant's head went fuzzy. Treble grinned, stepping closer to the human and gently tugging on his dress where it was tented. “I am doing nothing. Perhaps showing the importance of respect... and consent. Now, did you hear that? It was an order. He wishes for a massage.” The chime rang again, and the Insolent Hunter could smell that same fragrance, his head getting foggy. The last word from Treble resounded in his head, and he followed it's order.

\tHe went over to Bass, who was looking confused at Treble, before beginning to pet the palamute. The thin scales underneath the fur were soft and warm, the fur practically tingling the servant's hands as he pressed all along the dog's back. Bass, for his part, began panting happily and leaning into the motion, until he rolled over, his throbbing red rocket on display again. The hunter paused, starting to back up, before the chime rang again, Treble's words worming into his head. “He didn't say stop.”

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