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"Beware those who serve, for betrayal comes to those easiest."

Aren Washi

Loud calls filled the auditorium size room, furs of every species traded dollars as other furs, locked in chains, we caged, un-caged and sent with new masters. Cries of anger and despair choked the room, several crying out against their captors, or simply for their goddess to save them.

Young Tracy shivered a bit in the cold as she was pulled though the aisles. Looking around, she saw an area where pups and kits were leashed, a crowd of potential buyers trying to get their pick.

"Pay no attention to them, keep your eyes lowered" her captor ordered. Tracy nods and watches the floor as she is led though the crowd by the large bull. She feels her body growing ill as she is fondled and rubbed by a number of furs who had started to take interest.

Her captor opened a cage, holding her leash. "Inside" He ordered. Without a word, Tracy quickly steps in. The titanium door closes with a loud clang as Tracy whimpered softly. Her captor leans in and locks the door. "Do you remember your orders?" He asked softly.

"Yes" she whispers.

The large bull slams his arm against the cage as Tracy squeaks loudly. "Yes master!" he corrected. "Remember that so we can do this right."

"Yes master" Tracy said softly, her voice shaking with fear. As best she could, she tried to cover her naked breast and crotch, though she knew it was useless. Every fur that passes was eyeing her. She could almost hear each one pulling out their currency card.

"Hmmm" a large grey wolf mused, leaning in and licking his muzzle. "This looks like a yummy morsel." He taps the cage bars as Tracy steps back. "What's your name girl?"

Her captor snorts softly. "She's not for sale. Fuck off."

The wolf growls. "Oh she's here. She's for sale. And my credits are just as good as anyone else's." He leers at her, reaching into his suit pocket and pulling out his wallet. "And I want her."

"No." The large bull said. "Fuck off."

The wolf snarls and looks at him. "You deaf you sack of shit? I said I wanted to buy her!"

The bull, unexpectedly, reaches down and grabs the wolf by the collar of his overpriced suit. He snarls as the wolf kicks and claws. The bull, almost effortlessly, throws the wolf over the next row of cages, sending him crashing into the titanium, causing loud cries of protest from the other captors.

The bull snorts and looks around. Fights like that were common at these businesses, looked upon more as a nuisance then a danger.

Tracy sighs and sits in the middle of the cage, as far as she can get from the roaming hands. She touches the collar around her neck, feeling the woven metal fibers, as soft as cloth but as strong as the bars that held her. She hides her face in her arms as she wraps her thin tail around her body, wishing she could disappear.

"Who is this" a soft voice said, floating above the cries and the chatter. Tracy looks up quickly to see a black furred mink, wearing a slim white dress that hugged her body. The beautiful mink looked down at Tracy with piercing green eyes as the most luscious tail she has ever seen swayed side to side behind her.

Two other furs flanked her. One, a weasel about the height of the mink, stands in a dark suit, watching the exchange. He shows no emotion as the mink leans in, giving Tracy a clear look between her breasts.

Tracy tears her gaze away long enough to see a large brown bear standing guard behind the mink. Dress in a similar suit to the weasel, Tracy catches a glimpse of a handgun under his jacket.

"She's very cute" the mink observed. Tracy curls up tighter, trying to hide from the penetrating gaze of the mink, never taking her eyes off her.

"Tell me about her" the mink commanded the bull captor.

"Miss" the bull said, his gaze locked ahead. "Name; Tracy. Age; 16 years. Species; rodent..."

"A rat?" The mink interrupted.

"A mouse" the bull offered, speaking cautiously.

The mink pauses, eyeing Tracy. "Continue."

"Miss" the bull continued. "Captive her whole life. Skills include cooking and cleaning. As a prey, she's naturally submissive and does not bite or claw in any way."

"She only cooks and cleans?" The mink asked. Tracy can hear the weasel behind the mink sigh a bit. The mink glances back at the weasel who shakes his head. Turning back to Tracy, the mink smiles, her green eyes glistening.

"You're a smart girl aren't you?" she asks softly, her voice warm, reminding Tracy of her mother.

"Yes" Tracy whispered softly. She could hear the bull grunt softly, the feline averting her eyes.

The mink only laughs. "It seems your pet isn't as well trained as you make her seem." She stands up and rests a hand on her hip, thinking. "And so few skills..." She glances at the bull. "And how much are you asking?"

The bull shifts, visibly uncomfortable. "10,000"

The mink scoffs. "For an untrained rodent?" She turns her head, looking to those following her. "We'll find another, thank you." She turns and starts to walk away as the bull looks around, suddenly flush.

"Miss!" he calls, stopping the mink. "Miss... what will you offer?"

The mink turns, grinning. "You're asking how much I would pay for such a young and untrained rodent?" She said, stepping up to the bull. "One such rodent with so few skills, and one with a body that you would only find only in the cheapest of brothels?" She stops, looking up at the bull as the bull takes a deep breath, trying to hold his ground. "I would pay no more then 1,500." She leans in, her muzzle almost touching the bull's nose. "And I think that is extremely generous."

The bull's eyes dart around for a minute as he nods. "5,000"

"1,500" the mink insisted.

"3,400" the bull retorted.

"Goodbye" She turns, her tail brushing over the bull.

"2,800!" the bull cried out.

The mink turns, looking over her shoulder. "2,000"

"Deal!" the bull cried out. "Salesman!" he called out, trying to wave down a salesman.

Tracy sighed softly as she heard her life sold away. A large tiger comes over as the mink returns to the cage, smiling down at her new pet. Tracy watches wordlessly as the bull and mink told the tiger the terms, the tiger entering the data in a personal computer for the records.

"Payment?" the tiger asks. On cue, the weasel pulls out a card, handing it to the tiger who swipes it. "Prints and signatures." The tiger hands the computer to the bull who signs it quickly and presses his thump to the screen. Quickly he hands it to the mink who signs is gracefully and holds her finger to it.

"Congratulations on your purchase Miss Evelyn." The tiger said, taking the computer back. "Do you wish for any alterations to be made?"

Tracy squeaks softly and looks at them in fear. She'd seen some of the monstrous changes these furs could do. They altered DNA, turned innocent children into mindless sex slaves, destroyed men and women and turned them into one and the same. They altered size, shape, thoughts, actions, abilities... they were close to perfecting it from birth, customizing a slave before they were even born. She whimpers softly in fear, afraid of what the mink may have in mind for her.

"No, that will not be necessary" she says quickly.

"Yes ma'm." the Tiger said quickly.

The bull quickly opens the cage and grabs the leash. Tracy is pulled out forcefully and forced to stand upright. The mink stands up, a head taller then Tracy as she smiles gently. Tracy smiles back, realizing she could have been sold to a much worst predator.

Tracy enjoys only a short moment of comfort before her collar is grabbed by the tiger. He presses the computer to her collar as it beeps softly.

"We look forward to your further patronage." The tiger said, concluding their business.

The mink smirks at her companions. "I'm sure they do." The tiger leaves as he was called to another sale. The bull, after a moment, hands over the leash.

"Good day miss." The bull said softly.

The mink only smiled as she turned, tugging on the leash gently as Tracy was forced to follow. The other two quickly fell into step as Tracy gave one last longing glance to her captor, losing him quickly in the crowd.

Tracy felt a new surge of adrenalin as she was led out of the auditorium and into the halls. She watches others transporting their slaves to and from the floor, while others talked business, talked about what they wanted, even families as they laughed and got ready for a new pet.

They stop outside an elevator as Tracy glances over her new owner. The dark mink watches the elevator doors as the weasel pulls out a cell phone, whispering softly.

"Tracy was it?" The mink asked softly.

"Yes" she squeaks softly before remembering. "Yes mistress!" Tracy corrected, pulling back a bit as the mink turns.

"It seems I have my work cut out this time." She said, looking back at the weasel as the elevator doors open.

"It would see so miss." The bear said, glancing down at Tracy.

A short while later, Tracy was sitting in the limo next to Evelyn, the dark mink. The large bear, drove, while sitting and facing them was the weasel.

"Really Evelyn, while I admire your bargaining skills, I think you wasted your money on this one."

"Oh really Jim. It's my money." Evelyn said, looking out the window. "Besides, 2,000 credits is nothing."

"I know you think that, but you may as well get your money's worth."

Evelyn looks at Tracy and grins. "I intend to." She slides her arm around Tracy who shivers, resisting the urge to slide away.

Jim sighs. "If you're so sure Evelyn."

Evelyn squeezes Tracy's shoulder gently, pulling her closer as Tracy can feel her mistress's soft fur. "I'm very sure."

Soon after, they had left Jim at his home in the city and drove out. Tracy watches as the grey city became more lush, eventually turning into huge estates. The whole time, Evelyn was gently petting Tracy's naked back.

Finally the car slowed and they turned into one of the huge gates. Tracy watched, wide eyes as the car maneuvered though a small forest, a huge mansion coming into view.

Evelyn leans over, blowing softly into Tracy's ear. "Welcome home Tracy" she whispered as Tracy shivered.

The car pulled to a stop as a feline steps up to the door and opens it quickly. "Welcome home Mistress" The feline said smiling.

"Hello Alannia" Evelyn responded, stepping out. "Is everything prepared?"

"Yes Mistress. We have a room prepared for the new one." The feline looks down as Tracy steps out. "Is this her?" she asked.

"Yes. Alannia, this is Tracy. Tracy, this is Alannia, my head servant."

Alannia leans in, Tracy stepping back as she takes in the naked feline. "She's a little lean isn't she mistress?" Tracy squeaks at the remark, looking over the feline's fit body, noticing she was more muscular and better nourished.

Evelyn only chuckles. "We'll feed her well. Some hard work and she'll big as big as Bruce." The bear, who has come around the car, merely looks down on Tracy.

Jim steps out of the car. "Well Evelyn, if there is nothing else, then I will be leaving for the night."

"Thank you Jim. Bruno, you may also take your leave."

"Yes Miss." The bear grunted. The two left without another glance, heading to where their cars were parked.

"Let's go inside." Evelyn instructed as she took the leash off Tracy.

"Alright." From behind, she felt a sharp slap on her rear. She spun and whimpered, seeing Alannia frowning at her.

"Yes Mistress" She corrected.

"Yes Mistress!" Tracy quickly said, hoping not to face punishment.

Evelyn nearly smiled gently. "Good girl Alannia." She said softly.

"Thank you Mistress" Alannia said, beaming a bit as she opens the front door. Tracy felt a sting of reject as she was ignored when the one who corrected her was rewarded.

The doors open as Tracy sees into the grand mansion. A huge stairway leads upstairs with several halls leading to different areas. The back wall is glass windows, showing the huge garden in the back, disappearing into a forest.

"Welcome home mistress" two sweet voices said. Tracy turns to see a female canine and a female squirrel, who both bow slightly to their mistress.

"Madeline, Christine" Evelyn says, smiling. "I would like you both to meet Tracy." Madeline steps forward. "Tracy, this is Madeline" she said, the squirrel bowing.

"Hello" She said softly, her dark eyes piercing the small mouse, causing her to shift a little to behind her mistress.

"And this is Christine" Evelyn said, the canine bowing and smiling brightly.

"It's a pleasure" The canine said happily, her tail wagging behind her. Tracy smiles slightly, unable to ignore the feel the warmth she seemed to radiate.

"Where is Rina?" Evelyn demanded, looking around. Alannia quickly stepped up.

"Mistress, Rina was slightly ill earlier. I thought it best she rest."

"I am here mistress." Christine turned surprised as she squeaks. Coming down the stairs was a reptile... No, a dragon. Green scales covered her upright body, two large horns from her head as she bows to Evelyn. "I'm sorry mistress. I heard the bell when you were arriving."

Tracy stared in awe at the dragon. She had never seen such manipulation. The feminine dragon had somehow managed to retain her feminine features during her mutation, standing lean with an hourglass figure. Tracy admired the larger dragon, standing as tall as the bodyguard bear. Her breast were firm and round, looking huge to Tracy, but looked perfect on the dragon. It wasn't until her eyes drifter lower that Tracy became surprised. She had a sheath. She had been manupulated into a herm.

Tracy was immediatly sickened. Her new mistress might not be all she had expected.

Evelyn went over as the dragon stood at attention. "Rina..." Evelyn said with a soft chuckle. "Go back to bed dear. I'm sure if Alannia excused you from your duties then she knew you were really sick."

"Mistress..." Rina began, averting her eyes.

"Rina" Evelyn said firmly, cutting her off. "Get to bed."

"Yes Mistress." Rina said, quickly turning and disappearing upstairs.

"Now then..." Evelyn said, turning to Tracy and the others. "Alannia, see that Tracy is settled in and told the rules of the home."

"With pleasure Mistress." Alannia said with a slight bow.

"Madeline, would you be kind enough to get me some dinner? I'll take it in my office."

"Yes Mistress." Madeline said, turning and hurrying off towards where Tracy can only assume the kitchen was.

"Christine, you'll see to me" Evelyn said, turning and heading upstairs.

Christine smiles brightly at Tracy. "Yes Mistress." She called, following quickly. Tracy watches her tail wagged happily as she follows, noticing a little pink flashing from between the canine's brown legs.

"Tracy, please follow me." Alannia said, moving to the stairs.

"Ok" Tracy squeaks gently. She follows the lean feline upstairs and though the huge halls, taking in quick glances at the expensive art from all over the world, before finally Alannia stopped at a door.

"This will be your room." She said, opening the door and leading Tracy in. Tracy's mouth opens in awe at the room. It wasn't a large room by any means, but it was certainly larger then anywhere she had ever lived before. A large queen size bed was against one wall across from a small bathroom with a small bathtub, toilet, and sink. Two closet doors were open to reveal an empty closet. On the far wall Tracy could see the window overlooking the front yard with thick curtains and a small seat. Tracy steps into the room and sits on the edge of the soft bed, sinking into the silken sheets.

"Down the hall are the other bedrooms, with Mistress's being at the very end. Down the hall the other way are sitting rooms and other guest rooms, as well as the library and Mistress's office. One of the rules of the house is you do not go into the office without Mistress. She has all her documentation there and doesn't want us moving something she may need. The library you may use if you have free time. Mistress doesn't mind at all if we read." Alannia smiles a bit. "She tries to encourage us."

Tracy paused a moment. That was odd for a master to allow their slaves to read. Evelyn must have great faith in her slaves, or some way to manipulate them.

"You'll get to know the rest of the house in time." Alannia continued. "We have a full pool in the back as well as the gardens and the forest, which you are free to go to. You're collar has a small beeper that will alert you if you are required. But don't stay to long if called. Your collar also is a locator. If you do not come when called Mistress will hunt you down and punish you." Alannia looks at Tracy as Tracy shivers a bit. The last thing she wanted was to be punished.

"There are a few other rules for the house that Mistress wishes I tell you. First, you must always be naked, except when company is over. Mistress will tell us when we need to be clothed. We will have a tailor come over tomorrow to prepare uniforms for you." Alannia smiles softly. "Mistress insists we only wear the finest clothes.

Tracy tilts her head. Only the best she supposed.

"When Mistress calls, answer. Always call her Mistress and whenever something is asked, acknowledge with "yes Mistress." Do your job completely and you will be treated well. Only speak when spoken to, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera ... Everything else is the same as any other mistress or master." Alannia paused for a moment. "What are you trained to do?"

"Cooking and cleaning." Tracy said shyly.

"Someone else to help cook then..." She said thinking. "Well, we'll find work for you. Don't you worry about that." Alannia stepped over to the bed, thinking. "Now what am I forgetting. Oh, please, call me miss by the way. Or, miss Alannia." She giggles softly. "At least in the presence of the others. One on one, I don't mind as much. Mistress wants everyone to show me respect since I am the elder, but I don't mind."

"Yes miss." Tracy says softly.

"Alright. I think we've covered most of the big things. Only one more thing you have to do." Tracy felt a moment of relief. She was close to being alone for the first time in months.

Alannia leaned down suddenly and kissed Tracy forcefully, slipping her tongue into the surprised rodent's mouth. Tracy pulled back as Alannia stood up.

"You need to kiss me Tracy." She said with a smile. "Mistress wants to me to see how you perform sexually."

"What?" Tracy said in surprise.

"It's standard for us. Mistress requires us to care for her sexually at times, so we must be orally skilled as well as sexually pleasing." The feline leans in and kisses along Tracy's ear gently, causing the small mouse to squeak softly in pleasure. "Just do what's natural and enjoy it. It feels good..." She nibbles gently along Tracy's ear to her neck as Tracy leans back.

Tracy felt frightened for a moment. She'd thought she'd get off lucky and only would have to do housework. With no males around, she didn't think sex would be considered. Now... She whimpered at the soft felines touch, feeling her body growing warm. No one had ever been this gentle...

Tracy laid back as Alannia kisses her deeply, her paws roaming to Tracy's front. Pressing forward, Tracy moans, gasping softly.

Alannia giggled. "You've a small chest" she said softly, licking Tracy's nose with her rough tongue. "But you're very sensitive. Mistress will like to hear that."

Tracy tried to protest, but the soft paws rubbing her breast just felt so good. She lifted her hips a bit and spread her legs as Alannia smiles. "And you're eager... good... very good" Alannia leaned in, licking Tracy's neck gently as her paw rubbed Tracy's wet slit gently.

Tracy couldn't help but gyrate her hips, pressing down to the soft paw as it toyed with her sex. It felt so good. Tracy had never felt such a skilled lover touch her before.

Alannia moves a bit before getting onto the bed, kissing Tracy once more. "Now for the next test" she said, smirking down at the panting mouse. Tracy watched, her eyes filled with lust as Alannia lifted her leg and straddled Tracy's muzzle, her pink slit inches from her nose as her scent overwhelmed her.

"Mistress demands only the best oral from her pets. I must see how well skilled you are. Have you ever pleasured another fur with your mouth?"

"Only..." Tracy said breathlessly. "Only males... But they would.... Usually they just fucked my face..."

Alannia giggles softly and touches Tracy's head gently. "Well then let's try our best then shall we?"

Tracy nods and leans up, giving the dripping slit and timid lick, causing Alannia to shift and coo softly. Feeling slightly encouraged and finding the taste rather pleasant, Tracy dove right in, burying her tongue in the feline's pussy and licking gently. Taking a deep breath, Tracy felt Alannia grind her crotch to her muzzle, groaning softly.

"Ohhh... That's not bad Tracy" Alannia sighed out softly, humping her hips slowly. Closing her eyes, Tracy starts licking harder, feeling Alannia moving her hips a bit more as she increased her oral attentions. Slowly, the feline meowed and groaned out louder, her volume growing as her orgasm neared.

Encouraged by the feline's reactions, Tracy flicks her tongue deeper, pressing her muzzle hard to Alannia's crotch as she cried out and arched her back. "Ohhh! Oooo f-fuck... r-r-right there T-T-Tracy... Mmmmm!" She cried out, sitting down hard on Tracy's muzzle.

Tracy took a deep breath, taking a moment to recover from Alannia's suddenly shift. It took her a moment to realize her nose was rubbing Alannia's clit, sending waves of pleasure though the cat. Tracy pulls back and nips gently at her clit before taking it and sucking gently, her paws sliding around to Alannia's rear and squeezing gently. Alannia moaned out loudly and gasps, feeling the mouse teasing her pussy so well.

"Ohhhh goddess" Alannia panted out, gripping Tracy's fur. "Ooooo, t-t-this is your first time?!" She asked in surprise, bucking her hips gently. Tracy could only nod before Alannia pressed her crotch firmly to her muzzle. Alannia was surprised. She thought Tracy was doing an excellent job for her first time. A natural pussy licker Alannia thought to herself with a giggle. "Ooooo f-fucking.... Don't s-stop!"

Tracy slid her paw down to her own slit, starting to finger herself gently as Alannia humped her face, arching her back and yowling loudly. Alannia gripped Tracy's head firmly as she ground her crotch to her muzzle. "OOooh!!! I'm c-c-cumming!" She cried out, her pussy gripping the mouse's tongue as she soaked her muzzle with her fluids, trembling a bit as she gasped out.

Tracy groaned and pulled back, her mouth flooded with the feline's orgasm as she dug harder at her own crotch, feeling her orgasm so close. Alannia, with a soft mew, sits, her body still trembling as she looks down at Tracy, a soft smile crossing her lips. "Mmmmmm, Mistress is going to love you." She said softly, caressing the mouse's fur gently, a loud purr emitting from her throat.

Tracy squeaks out desperately. "Please miss.... My pussy..."

Alannia giggles softly and leans back, her paw taking Tracy's and squeezing gently. "Nu huh. "She said softly. "Mistress's says your first orgasm has to come from her. Rules of the house for all new pets." Tracy whined out softly as her paw was pulled away.

Alannia slides off Tracy's head as Tracy sits up, whimpering a bit, her pussy aching. Alannia moves next to her, sliding her arm around the small girl gently, pulling her close. "I know its hard Tracy. But don't you worry. Mistress won't let you go to long. I wouldn't be surprised if you were asked to help her in the morning." She smiles gently as Tracy moaned out, her body still warm as her eyes met Alannia's. Leaning in, she nuzzled her breast gently.

Alannia continued to pet the small girl gently for a few minutes smiling softly and standing. "It's time for bed dear. You need to rest. Tomorrow you start work." She purred out, kissing Tracy's nose gently.

She stopped at the door. "If you need anything, just ask. Oh..." she stopped just before closing the door. "And don't masturbate... Mistress will know." She said with a wink. "Good night Tracy."

"Good night Miss." Tracy said with a smile, watching the door close.

Tracy lay back and sighed before finally crawling under the thick covers and curling up, though she knew sleep wouldn't come for a long while. Instead she listened to the quiet that was her new room...

To Be Continued...