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The stale air clung to their skin and fur, the stench of hundreds of bodies in close quarters forced its way into their nostrils, making the elder of the two girls choke slightly, the lamb sitting beside her seemingly unaffected. The young squirrel shifted closer to her friend as a heavily robed figure, his face covered by a deep hood, suddenly walked past the cage, pausing for a moment before pointing to the two girls huddled in the back of the cell. Nodding, a guard opened the cell door and began walking towards them, kicking several of the other would-be slaves out of the way as he did so.

The cold iron of the manacle made Sera shiver as it was locked in place around her neck, Mary showing no reaction as the guard did the same to her. The squirrel was caught off guard as the guard suddenly yanked on the chain, choking her slightly as he forced her to her feet, a cruel grin on his face. The robed man suddenly shouted a warning at him, the guard giving a dark scowl and muttering under his breath as he gave the chains now attached to the two girls a hard tug, half dragging them from the cell.

Sera shuddered as she and Mary were led through the dark and humid room, passing several more cages as they were led to a doorway on the far side of the room. Inside they were hastily washed, little more than having a bucket of frigid water poured over them, and had a wooden placard tied around their necks, before being attached to a line of other young girls. The pair blinked at the sudden brightness as they were dragged out onto a stage, another heavily robed figure, maybe the same one from before, started shouting something. Sera could only catch snippets of his words as he spoke incredibly fast, a chill running down her spine as he suddenly let out a final shout, the hammer he held in his hand slamming down on the strange table in front of him.

"SOLD!"

The word echoed in Sera's ears as she stared out over the mass of faces before her, tears welling up in her eyes as she realised what was happening. A small hand slipped into hers, the squirrel glancing down at Mary, the lamb visibly shaking, surprising Sera as Mary had barely reacted to anything since they had been captured. Forcing back her tears, the older girl gripped the lambs hand tightly, staring out at the crowd as defiantly as she could. Even so, she couldn't help but jump when she heard the auctioneer speak again.

"Squirrel, female, preteens, bidding starts at one thousand!"

Sera swallowed fearfully as she listened to the shouts and calls of the people in the crowd, her price steadily climbing as the auctioneer continued to shout.

"Seventeen thousand, seventeen thousand, last bid at seventeen thousand!"

Sera froze at the thought of being separated from Mary, she could feel the lamb's tiny hand clutching tighter against her palm.

"Fifty thousand for both!"

The clamour of the bidding hall suddenly stopped, Sera opening her eyes as she stared in the direction the voice had come from, a tall, well dressed feline stepping forwards from the shadows at the back of the room, a young girl beside him smiling widely as she stared at the pair on stage.

"P-pardon, sir?" the auctioneer stumbled over his words for the first time that evening.

"You heard me, fifty thousand for the wild one and the sheep. That's more than you'd get for them separately!"

"I...Of course, sir! Sold! Sold to the gentleman at the back for fifty thousand!"

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"Tsk," the portly mouse muttered to himself as he lifted the large kettle from the fire, pouring the steaming water into a large tin bath, "They still ain't looking aft' yeh poor thin's right over there, are they?"

"Well 'course they ain't, yeh doddering fool, they dun care 'bout any o' tha' 'cept tha' they still breathing when they sold," the man's equally large wife scolded, bustled around the large kitchen as she prepared a thick soup, stopping for a moment in front of Sera and Mary, giving them a pained look "Poor little darlin's, how could they treat such pretty little thin's like tha'?"

Sera and Mary had said almost nothing since they had been bought, the two of them having been led to another set of holding cells after they had been bought, a series of symbols neither recognised being scrawled on their placards before they were shoved into the, thankfully cleaner, cage. A short time after several more slaves were thrown in, others being dragged away, back to the other hooding cells. Suddenly, a loud shout, followed by the sound of metal scraping stone echoed down the hallway leading from the stage, a tall, thin figure cloaked in numerous rags skidding in on top of one of the guards.

Sera and Mary had stared at him in shock, the male suddenly turning to face them, his face hidden behind a thick layer of bloodied bandages. He had given them a wide grin, his white teeth glinting eerily in the dim light, whispering something, before stepping off the guard and strolling into an empty cell, Sera shivering at his words.

"Hello little ones, we share the same master."

"Oi!"

Sera jumped at the sudden noise, staring at the older woman in surprise, the mouse twitching her whiskers in annoyance before talking again.

"I know yeh two wen' through alo' t'day, but tha' dun' mean yeh can ignore me, yeh hear?" the mouse scolded, Sera nodding slowly, the woman's face suddenly softening, "Good girl, now get in the bath, an' then have yeh some soup, then it's to bed, yeh got hard days ahead o' yeh."

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The light streamed into the large lavishly furnished room, reflecting off the silver brush as it slid through thick raven coloured hair. The girl sighed quietly as her hand maids brushed her hair gently, letting a soft purr escape her throat as she stared at the mirror in front of her, her bright green eyes shining in the morning sun. Reaching up, she straightened a patch of fur on her forehead, running her fingers over the three stripes that ran up her brow, and down the back of her neck and spine, revealing her lineage for any who knew to see. A slight tug from the brush pulled her from her thoughts.

"Ow!"

"S-sorry, my lady!" Sera stammered as she dropped the brush in surprise, freezing when the young feline turned to look at her.

"Sera, I've told you before haven't I?" the squirrel nodded slightly as the feline got up off the stool she had been sitting on, suddenly leaning down and hugging the nervous squirrel softly, "You can call me Aura when we're alone."

"B-but, my la...Aura," Sera corrected as the other girl gave her a stern look, "We're supposed to be your hand maids and-,"

"And you are," Aura interrupted, smiling softly at the other girl, "But you're also my best friends, isn't that right, Mary?"

The two of them looked over at the small sheep girl as she worked at polishing a box full of expensive looking jewellery, pausing for a moment to look up and nod; her face otherwise expressionless.

"See, Sera? You worry too much! Besides, that knot had to come out one way or the other!"

"I suppose," the squirrel said quietly, smiling slightly at her happy mistress.

"Oh how positively lovely," the mocking voice spat from the doorway, all three girls freezing as they stared at the ginger furred male leaning against the door post, "It truly brings joy to my heart to see my "sister" enjoying her new toys so much. But you know, I don't think you're playing with them quite right."

"Go away, Crowley, I told you never to come to my rooms again!" Aura shouted at the grinning teen as he stepped further into the room, closing the door behind him. A loud click made all three girls swallow nervously as the male pulled a key from behind his back, dangling it in front of them, "Crowley, I'm warning you, get out now, or I'll tell mother and father what you've been doing to the servants!"

"Pah!" the feline spat, slipping the key into his pocket as he cackled, "Like they would believe you! You aren't even their real daughter! Besides, I'm only here for the slaves."

Sera could see Aura stiffen as he mentioned her relation to their parents, and begin to shiver with anger as soon as he called Mary and her slaves. The squirrel reached for her mistress's hand, hoping to hold her back, but she was too late, Aura launching herself forwards, claws bared as she leapt at the larger feline.

Crowley barely reacted to her sudden attack, simply stepping back to doge her wild swings, suddenly bringing his own hand up and grabbing her night gown, throwing the girl across the room with ease. Smiling to himself, the female walked casually over to the dazed girl, suddenly grabbing the thin fabric of her night gown and yanking on it, the material ripping apart in his hands, exposing the near black markings on her dark grey fur. He looked down at the dark rings on her sides with obvious disgust, grabbing her by the hair and lifting the smaller girl into the air as she screamed. Effortlessly, he tore away the rest of her night dress, leaving the now sobbing girl completely naked, before tossing her almost nonchalantly on the nearby bed.

"Just look at you," he hissed, grabbing her throat as he loomed over her, Aura giving a choked sob as she stared up in fear, "Nothing but the spawn of a traitor and a savage! Your whore mother deserved to die giving birth to you! And you should have died with her!"

The stool splintered as it hit the male square on the back, knocking him forwards onto the bed, freeing Aura to scramble away, falling into Mary's arms as Sera stared defiantly at the feline, still clutching the broken stool legs, his face filled with rage as he staggered up from the bed.

"You little whore!" he roared, stepping forwards and swatting the broken stool from her hands, the frightened squirrel unable to move as he suddenly brought his hand back around, his claws digging into her flesh.

Sera gave a pained cry as the blow sent her reeling across the floor, a hand clutched to her cheek as blood oozed from between her fingers. She barely had time to think before she was suddenly lifted from the ground, the sharp points of Crowley's claws now pressed against her throat. Aura and Mary could only watch in fear as Crowley pressed his claws deeper into Sera's neck, the blood starting to well up beneath his claws.

"Stop!" Aura gasped, tears pouring down her face, "I'll do whatever you want, just don't hurt her anymore!"

"Whatever I want?" Crowley cackled, suddenly dropping Sera to the floor, Aura ushering Mary towards her, the lamb giving her a worried look, before rushing to the squirrel's side, giving the approaching Crowley a wide girth, helping her friend to stem the bleeding, "Anything?"

"Anything," Aura whispered quietly, giving a gasp as she was suddenly grabbed by the scruff of the neck and hoisted back onto the bed.

"Well then, you can start with this!" Crowley hissed, Aura's eyes going wide as he suddenly straddled her shoulders, pulling his already stiff shaft from his pants, the barbed appendage slapping her unceremoniously on the muzzle, "And if I so much as feel a tooth, I'll rip out both of their throats!"

Aura glanced over at the two girls sitting on the floor, both clutching the deep wounds on Sera's face and neck, the blood dripping out from between their fingers. Swallowing nervously, she looked up at Crowley and nodded, opening her mouth slowly, dragging her tongue softly over his shaft. Crowley gave a satisfied growl, a menacing grin on his face as he watched his adoptive sister lick his shaft, a slight purr escaping his throat as she began suckling on the tip. His breathing growing heavy, Crowley became impatient with her slow progress, suddenly grabbing the surprised Aura y the sides of her head and ramming his shaft into the back of her throat, the thirteen year old gagging loudly as he thrust violently into her muzzle. His thrusts quickly became erratic, the feline burying his shaft in Aura's throat as he gave a low moan, the female below him struggling to breath, her eyes starting to roll back in her head. Just as suddenly as he had thrust into her, he released her, the girl rolling over as she choked on the thick viscous substance stuck in her throat, coughing up blood and semen onto her sheets.

"Woops," Crowley laughed, "Looks like my barbs have torn up your throat a little, too bad. Just make sure not to drown in your own blood for the next part."

"N...Next part?" Aura spluttered, trying to look back at him, giving a pined cry as her rear was suddenly lifted into the air, Crowley yanking on her tail.

Aura barely had time to react as the horny teen thrust forwards, the barbs on his member scraping against the sensitive walls of her vagina as he took her virginity, a sob catching in her throat as the wave of pain hit her. Crowley gave her no chance to rest, the barbs of his shaft digging into her walls as he pulled back, thrusting forwards violently, the tip of his manhood slamming into her cervix. Aura could only twitch and sob as the larger and stronger male forced himself on her, the thrusts growing stronger and wilder, the blood, her blood, dripping onto her sheets beneath them. Suddenly he gave a final thrust, pressing the tip of his shaft directly up against her cervix, a cruel grin on his face.

"No," Aura gasped, the tears pouring from her eyes as she begged him, "No, no,no, please no, don't!"

Crowley gave a satisfied purr as he came, the thick white fluid pumping directly into Aura womb, the female twitching as the burning heat filled her stomach, bile rising in her throat as she gagged into her bed. Finished, Crowley stood up on the bed, letting his latest victim slide off his shaft, Aura only able to sob as the blood and cum oozed out of her abused hole.

"Well then," Crowley laughed as he hopped off her bed and strolled over to the door, unlocking it and pocketing the key again, "See you again this evening, sister."