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Misfortune's Call CH2: Trading Hands

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Rob didn't know what time it was when she woke up, as the sunlight had no way of penetrating the walls of her basement cell. There was a little bit of light coming in through the door, just enough so that she could see fairly well. She looked around, seeing literally nothing in the room but some pipes and the wool blanket she had slept on. Tears flooded her eyes as her hopes that it was all a nightmare were dashed.

She didn't feel like she had slept much throughout the night, and just curled up on her blanket, miserably. She rolled onto her back, feeling the stiffness of her muscles rather than the burning pain that had taken hold of her before. Rob sniffled, sadly, feeling how alien her own body felt... Her hands... no, paws, resting on her belly in itself felt so odd. She felt her tummy with her hands, shuddering a little as the soft fur on her flat belly brushed against the small pink pads on her fingertips. Her nails were gone, replaced with short, blunt, black claws. Her feet were more misshapen, designed more for a dog than for a human.

She continued exploring her new body with her thin, feminine fingers. Rob could feel her new, curved waist and hips, finding her body to be a beautiful hourglass shape. She was still pretty thin, and frail, even moreso than she was when she was a male... That thought instantly brought her attention to the two fleshy mounds on her chest. Hesitantly, she felt her breasts in her paws, jolting a bit at the bizarre but delightful sensation. "Ohh... Th-this is so wrong..." She said, examining her C-cup tits. The two little pink nubs that were her nipples poked out through the white fur, noticeably. She whimpered, brushing a clawtip over one and jolting again.

The long snout on her face, the pointed, flexible ears, the wet nose, the long, slightly curled tail jetting above her rear... All of it was so strange to her. She felt like she was going to go crazy in this warped body, let alone being locked up. She tried to stand, finding that her new feet naturally made her want to lift her heels off the ground, walking only on the pads on her toes and the front area of her foot. She forced her heels down, trying desperately to walk like she had before. But that was impossible, given her new hip structure, which naturally made her sway a little as she moved. She whimpered, sitting back down out of exasperation.

Many minutes rolled by, her just shaking while sitting on the only covered bit of concrete. Rob eventually returned to examining herself, idly, this time more focused on her privates. She slid her fingers across her new slit, jolting a little out of pleasure. She remembered how good it had felt to be violated like that. Her eyes welled up with shame. She kept exploring her sensitive new parts, finding a small nub that made her twitch just touching it. She thought that it must be her clit... It all felt so good...

"Aw, does the bitch need to be fucked again?" Rob spun around, startled. The man that injected her from the other day was looking through a slide-slot in the door. The door clicked and clattered as the bolt was undone and the rusty metal rectangle was forced open. Rob just stayed put, her ears folding down out of both terror and anger.

"Wh-what do you want...?" She asked, tears starting to well up in her eyes. The man instantly grabbed her by her collar and yanked up, sharply dragging her to her feet and letting out a loud help as the leather strap choked her harshly.

The man held her uncomfortably close to him, still clutching the collar in his fingers. "We don't answer to you, unless the question is, ‘What do you want me to do for you?'. Understand?" Rob didn't answer. She just struggled to get her collar free from his grip, only in vain. He yanked again, making her yelp once more. Tears flooded her eyes and she stopped pulling, nodding solemnly. "You don't mean that. You're gonna have a hard time in this world with that attitude, you know."

Rob didn't ask anything, she just sniffled, tears of both sorrow and anger rolling down her furry cheeks. "It's time to go, anyway. You're not my problem anymore. I can train you slaves anymore..."

"Why not...?" Rob asks, her curiosity getting the better of her again. She was silenced by another yank to her collar, this one choking her even more. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth a little as she gagged.

"I just can't is all. I'm moving out of here soon, so I'm gonna drop you off at a friend's." He started walking off, dragging her with him. She teared up again, not knowing what she had done to deserve all this, or what the odds were of this happening... It didn't really matter though as she struggled to keep up with him, her stiff muscles making her stumble in his footsteps. She could barely see around her, and before she knew it they were outside in the night air...

She gasped, shivering a little and feeling the bitter cold right through her fur. Her already-visible nipples perked even more as a cool breeze brushed past them, She covered her breasts with her paws, but didn't have much time to contemplate it as she was nearly shoved into the passenger seat of a small car. She wasn't able to place it, given her limited knowledge of automobiles, but she could have sworn she had seen it before...

The man buckled Rob into her seat, not taking long to walk around and get in. "Don't get used to this either. Usually an untrained bitch doesn't get that kind of privilege." He smiled, looking over at her. She gave him a tear-filled glare back, which he obviously thought was fairly humorous. He started the car and drove off.

The now-woman just rested her misshapen skull against the window of the car she was sitting in. She thought about opening the door and just leaping out of the car, but the consequences started running through her mind. What if she died..? Even if she did, who would help a slave girl? And then this bastard would only get her back, and who knows what he'd do then? She whimpered, crying a little more, watching the streetlights pass overhead. He was ignoring her for the most part, and she just hugged her own legs as she rested her head against the window.

She felt her eyes growing heavy... The car ride was making her a bit sleepy. It was the first time she had to actually relax a little. The soft leather cradled her shoulders and rear, and it wasn't long before her exhausted body fell into a deep sleep...

She felt the door open and she nearly fell out of the vehicle. Her blurry eyes flitted around as they tried to adjust. "Wh-wh..." She stammered before a hand helped stabilize her. She looked up to see a completely different man holding her steady. The driver came up behind her and put a hand on her shoulder.

"See? She's a nice one huh?" The first man asked.

The new man nodded, smiling warmly. "She's beautiful. A husky?"

"Yes, she is." He stated.

"Wh...who...?" She looked up at the new human, who was snapping a leash onto the ring on her collar. He shushed her and stroked her head, and she pulled away from him. He had black hair and a very fair but hollow complexion. She realized he looked sort of like one of those guys that run around pretending to be vampires. She shivered, and he tugged on her leash, gently.

"I'm your new Master." He said, calmly.

"Wh-what...? N-no!" She protested, pulling on her leash again.

He chuckled a little, continuing to drag her inside a nearby house. It was a nice-sized house with two stories, and by the looks of things, a basement. It was gorgeous too, with a nice big porch and a lovely white and blue paintjob. She still sniffled, trying to resist, but she wasn't strong enough to overpower him without strangling herself... He got her inside and took her hand. "You'll get used to it, dear..." He said, giving her a kiss on her nose.

Rob cringed a little, but she did appreciate the gentleness compared to her previous captor. The inside of the house was just as well decorated. The furniture was nice and well-kept, and the dark blue wallpaper was pleasing to her eyes. Her ears twitched when she heard more padded footsteps behind her. She turned only to see two more anthro slaves approaching them.

"Master!" One tabby cat cooed, nuzzling him. The Doberman girl did the same, whimpering with joy. The man pet both their muzzles.

"You got a new pet, Master..?" The canine asked, worried.

"Yes, but don't worry. You two are still my favorites, dear." He said, reassuringly. Rob swallowed hard, nervously. He smiled, scratching the cat girl behind her ears. "We'll have some fun don't worry." He smiled at Rob, happily.

"B-Breaking?" She asked, nervously. She could feel sweat creeping up under her fur...

The man laughed, and the two slaves smiled at her two, obviously amused. "We'll make you a good little slave, just like you deserve, dear." He reached his hand towards her, but Rob just cringed back again. He dropped the gesture, taking her paw instead.

" B-but I..." She tried to protest, but he interrupted her.

"What's your name, girl?" He asked.

The husky girl swallowed, hard. "R-Rob..." She said. "R-Robert-" She was interrupted again, but this time by something much more captivating. She felt the human slap her across the face with the back of his hand, hard. She staggered backwards, holding her face, absolutely shocked.

"No, you don't have a name." He corrected her, smiling. The other two slaves grinned at her too. She looked down at her paws, tears dripping out of her eyes. Her lips had collided with her new teeth on impact, slicing them up pretty good. She heaved a little, trying to steady herself on her own to feet again. "So I'll ask again. What's your name?"

"I... I..." She stammered, unable to respond. He hit her again, in the same spot, this time enough to knock her down. She yelped as his knuckles collided with her muzzle, and before she knew it she was on the floor, staring up at him. He just smiled down at her, tilting his head slightly. "... I have no name..." She spat out, pained and upset. The words didn't mean anything to her of course, but Rob really didn't want to be hit again.

"Oh you don't mean that do you?" He asked, helping her to her feet. She just stared at him, shocked. What was he doing? The fluxuations between kindness and cruelty was making her head spin. She just held her aching jaw, more tears flowing down her face.

The tabby spoke up. "She doesn't mean it master! She thinks she's a person still" She giggled.

"Yes, I know. That's why we have to break her. Let's take you to your new home..." He said, taking Rob's leash. Rob just grudgingly followed him. They went down a small set of stairs into his basement, where her heart sank even further...

His entire basement practically looked like a torture chamber, only geared towards a perverse nature... The center of the room was dominated by a wooden table with shackles in each corner, covered in stains of a questionable source. There were a few other tables, as well as a corner where straps hung from the ceiling. The extra tables were littered with perverse sexual instruments, from dildos, to vibrators, to things she couldn't even identify. Another corner held several large cages, and Rob could only guess that was where she'd be staying.

"You need to understand what you are now. What you were, what you wish you were... those don't even exist anymore, slave..." He said, turning to face her. "I honestly don't care who you were before. That's all over, dear." He smiled when Rob started crying a little again. "Now get on your knees."

She looked at him. "Huh..?" He instantly smacked her across the face again, though not as hard. She collapsed to her knees, doing as told. She held her aching jaw, when she heard him unzip his pants. She looked up to see his impressively sized cock bouncing above her head. She looked away instantly, but he seized her muzzle and pointed her nose at it. Her superior sense of smell instantly picked up on the scent of his maleness, which made her want to wretch.

"Suck it." He ordered. She shivered, realizing her pussy was moistening as he spoke. She shook her head, crying. She wanted to say no, but the word just wouldn't form. "I told you to suck it. You're a little slut now, now be a good slut and suck my cock." He was watching in glee as the shame and horror rose in her face.

He squeezed her jaw again and pressed the gash in her lip against her teeth. She groaned and opened her mouth, tearing up. "If you bite me, bitch, I'll shatter your jaw and you won't have any teeth left to chew with." He warned, the pleasant tone in his voice not leaving. More tears squeezed out of her eyes, and she opened her maw for him. He pressed his cock, dribbling with precum, right into her waiting mouth. She cringed and gagged, before he took her by her hair and started moving her head back and forth.

"Good girl..." He said, soothingly. "Mmm... Close your lips as tight as you can..." She did as she was told, tears freely flowing down her face. She could feel his cock sliding against her black lips, and wasn't able to keep it from sliding across her tongue as well, filling her mouth with the salty taste of his genitals. She sobbed, as he started scratching her behind her ears. It felt nice... it even tasted nice... No! She knew she wasn't supposed to enjoy it. She tried to pull her head away and he just held onto her, keeping his meat firmly planted in her mouth. "You don't stop till I tell you."

She kept doing as told, crying, humiliated. More liquids dribbled out of his cock and into her sensitive mouth, This went on for what seemed like hours, until she felt like she had gotten into a rhythm. She opened her eyes again when he suddenly pulled out of her mouth. She was done, finally... She looked up tears in her eyes still. She started to get up but he shoved her down again. "We're not done here. Finish up."

"Wh-what?" She asked, surprised.

"Beat me off and hose yourself, hmhmhm." He commanded, chuckling to himself softly. She let out another soft sob, unhappily. She hesitantly reached her paw up and grasped his cock, gently. She couldn't believe what she was doing... He took her hand with his, and started guiding it up and down his dick, increasingly building up speed. He groaned softly, eventually letting her go. "Now finish yourself..." He said.

She slowly guided her hand up and down his shaft, staring down at the floor. He used one of his hand to force her to make eye contact with him. Without warning he smirked and started ejaculating, once again taking her paw in his free hand and forcing her to aim the projecting fluids right at her own face. She closed her eyes and tried to look away, but he wouldn't let her. She whimpered and jolted a bit as the warm, gooey fluid she'd already become far too familiar with splashed across her muzzle. He sighed and turned her loose, finally finishing.

She backed away instantly, putting her paws on her face and trying wipe away the copious amounts of semen coating her muzzle and cheeks. She cried a little more as she did nothing but further smear the stuff into her fur. The human man zipped himself up and walked over to her, looking down at the mortified Anthro. "Hhm. I bet you enjoyed that, didn't you?" He asked, smiling. She shook her head, denying the claim. "Oh yes you did, you little whore. Admit it." She refused to even move.

He chuckled, grabbing her by her leash and dragging her over to the cage. Her fingers clutched at the collar before she finally fell into step and the pressure around her throat dissipated. He pushed her by her shoulder and she fell on all fours, sheepishly crawling into the cage she was pointed at. He kneeled and shut the gate, looking in at her. "That's enough for today... We'll break you before long with as little spine as you got. Goodnight, sweet thing." He reached in and stroked her head, and she just let him, not wanting to make him any angrier...

Rob looked around her cage. The roof wasn't high enough to stand up in, but it was high enough to sit upright. She had a small water dish and an empty food bowl in one corner, but not much else save for a thin padded blanket that lined the bottom of the grimy cage. She sniffled and sat there, hugging herself. What else was he going to do? Several horrible images went through her mind, all of which made her cringe and shiver. She couldn't even think of what to do...

She just picked up her water dish and lifted it up, shakily slurping some of the liquid down, and using a little more to try to clean off her face as best she could. She looked around at the dark, dingy basement. This was gonna be her home... Rob was having a hard time finding any hope left in her heart...