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"A slave is not truely a slave if they are able to

do the things they want"

• Douglass Frederick

Tracy sat up with a start. Looking around for the loud beeping that had suddenly filled her room, she glances down at the clock next to her bed. She picked it up, the beeping getting louder as she tries desperately to turns off the piercing noise. With a soft groan she hits a button, turning off the alarm as the room is suddenly silent.

With a loud groan, Tracy fell back into her soft bed. It was 7:30. It was too damn early. She sighed and curled up again, smiling as she felt the soft comforter surrounding her. She hadn't slept so well in years.

The warmth of her bed, the darkness of the room, and best of all, the privacy. She had her own bed. She couldn't be happier.

A knocking at her door woke her once more.

"Tracy" a soft voice called from the other side. "You should be up."

"I'm up" Tracy called back, burying her head in the pillow.

"You should be downstairs." The voice responded. "Mistress gets up a nine. We're all required to be awake."

Tracy groaned and tried to curl up tighter. She was so cozy.

"Tracy!" The voice said, more demanding.

"Alright!" She said back. She climbed out of bed. She opened the door slowly to see Madeline, patting her foot and glaring at Tracy.

"A fair warning; if you fail in your duties as a slave here, Mistress won't take you back to the slave floor. She'll just throw you out."

Tracy squeaked and averted her eyes. She'd heard stories of the strays. It was the last place any fur wanted to be. "Yes Miss" she said softly.

"Come on. I need help preparing breakfast." The squirrel turned and leads Tracy downstairs as she follows closely, still unfamiliar with the mansion. She looked at the squirrel that seemed to dislike her. She didn't understand why. She'd never done anything wrong to her, and yet she seemed so angry.

They entered the kitchen to see Alannia already cooking over the stove, her tail flicking behind her as she turns. "Good morning girls" she says, smiling at the both.

"Good Morning Miss" Tracy said softly.

"Nice of you to join us" Alannia said, turning back to her cooking.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know I was supposed to be awake."

"I suppose just this once you'll be alright." Alannia said softy, shifting the bacon. "There is some juice and greens in the fridge for you and Madeline. Both of you eat up. Mistress will be awake soon and want her breakfast."

"Thank you Miss." Tracy said softly, going to the fridge for something to eat.

"I'm not hungry Alannia." Madeline said, watching her as she sat on a stool.

Alannia smiled and quickly made breakfast, naked except for her apron. He cooking gave Tracy the time she needed to eat better then she had in a long while. Usually she was given vitamin pellets and water. Now she was given fresh juice and vegetables she could swear had just been harvested. The smell of bacon and eggs filled the room as Alannia fills a plate with what must be Mistress's breakfast.

"Did you sleep well Tracy?" Alannia asked.

"Oh, yes Miss." She answered.

"You're first night in a real bed I would imagine."

"Yes Miss" Tracy said, remembering the stray mat she had been left with by her previous master.

"No problems?"

"Not at all Miss."

Alannia giggles softly. "I thought I should make sure. Madeline didn't seem to sleep to well her first night."

Madeline snorted as she sat to the side. "Just because I had a nightmare about my last master finding me."

"Finding you?" Tracy asked.

"Madeline ran away from her old master." Alannia said, getting some juice from the refrigerator.

"Alannia, please" Madeline said, climbing to her feet.

"Madeline" Alannia said, turning and pointing the spatula at her. "Miss Alannia if you please" she corrected, a small smirk crossing her lips.

"Miss Alannia" Madeline said with a frustrated chitter. "I would appreciate if we didn't discuss my past with her" she said, looking over at Tracy. Tracy looks away.

"You do not need to get so upset Madeline. Tracy would understand. She will not think you any less if she knows you are a runaway."

"It's not that..." Madeline said, getting up and washing her paws in the sink. "I'm going to get to work."

"Where will you be starting?"

"I'm to clean the entrance way today. The floors need polishing." She towels her paws off and quickly moves to the door.

"Thank you Madeline." Alannia called as the door closes. Alannia glanced over at Tracy as she prepares the tray for Mistress. "You are welcome to more Tracy. Mistress does not ration our food."

Tracy was surprised. There were no food rations. It was rare for any owner to allow that, especially one with so many slaves. The price to feed them all must be extraordinary.

"No, thank you Miss." Tracy said. She certainly wasn't used to such large amounts of food.

"In that case." Alannia began, putting a rose into a small vase on the tray. "Take this to Mistress in her room." She lifts the tray and takes it over to where Tracy was sitting as the small mouse girl stands. She quickly takes the tray and looks up at the larger feline. Alannia only smiled and leaned in a bit. "And be sure to knock" she warned with a soft chuckle.

Tracy, instinctually, bows and hurries to deliver the hot meal to her Mistress.

Tracy knocked gently on the door. "Mistress?" she asked, her voice barley above a whisper.

She could hear rustling behind the door.

"Mistress?" She said, a little louder this time.

"Mmm, yes. You may enter." Her Mistress responded. Tracy slowly opens the door and peaks in, seeing the room still dark.

"Mistress?" She says softly. A shifting in the bed catches her attention. Tracy quickly moves to the side of the bed, noticing the black form of her Mistress sitting up in the bed, moving a pillow behind her to support herself. Next to her as notices Christine snuggling against Evelyn's breast, Tracy placing the breakfast tray on the bed next to her Mistress since she can't put it over her form the way she should.

A soft murr escaped from Christine's muzzle as Mistress Evelyn begins to pet her ear. Madeline lifted her head and smiled, glancing up at Tracy as the mouse felt very uncomfortable just standing there.

"The curtains" Christine whispered. Tracy just stands. "The curtains" Madeline whispered again, pointing to the window.

"Oh!" Tracy squeaked, realizing what was expected. She moved quickly to the curtains, fumbling around for the cords, not actually sure how to open them. From the bed she can hear Christine giggling. She may have felt better if she knew Mistress felt the same. She couldn't afford to screw up now.

After a few moments she figured out how to work the curtains, opening them quickly as sunlight streamed into the room. Christine groaned and hid her face against her Mistress's chest as Mistress Evelyn barley blinked. Tracy quickly returned to the bedside and awaited orders.

"Did you sleep well Tracy?" Evelyn asked softly, her fingers playing with Christine's hair as the canine whined softly in pleasure.

Tracy nodded quickly. "Oh very well Mistress thank you."

She smiled softly. "And Alannia explained the rules of the house to you?"

"Very well Mistress."

Mistress Evelyn smiled and glanced at Christine. Tracy felt suddenly nervous. "Christine ..."

The canine quickly sat up, smiling brightly. "Yes Mistress?!"

Mistress Evelyn smiled. "Do it then"

Suddenly, Christine crawled out from under the covers, growling playfully as she approaches Tracy. Tracy, with a soft whimper, stepped back.

"Don't worry Tracy" Mistress said from the bed, lifting the tray of food and putting it over her lap. "This is only the next step." With that Christine, her tail wagging behind her, reaches around Tracy and pulls her close. With a surprised squeak, Tracy looks up at the slightly larger canine.

Christine only smiled as her paw cupped Tracy's crotch, causing her to squeak and moan softly. "Oh goddess" Tracy moaned out softly, looking at Christine. "Please... no."

Christine only smiled and licks gently at the mouse's neck, matting her fur as Tracy could only stand there and take it. She gripped at Madeline, trying to stop her, but the canine wouldn't.

"Tracy" Mistress Evelyn warned. "Don't try and trop her." The panting mouse looked over at the mink who lay in bed, casually enjoying breakfast while she was being molested by a canine. Tracy was distracted suddenly as Christine slipped her finger into Tracy's moist pussy, enticing soft squeaks from her.

"Ooohhh, you make such cute noises" Christine teased, licking at the mouse's neck. Tracy could only wither and move against the invading paw, reaching around Christine's neck as she tries to steady herself. Christine looked over at Mistress Evelyn, who watches carefully. With a soft nod, Evelyn motioned for Christine to move ahead.

With a soft giggle, Christine kneels down, caressing the soft fur of the mouse before she leans in, pressing her muzzle between Tracy's legs, taking a deep breath. "Oooo, Mistress, this one smells so good"

Tracy looked as Mistress Evelyn, pleading to stop this as Evelyn takes a sip of juice. Below her, Christine flicks her tongue along Tracy's wet slit, causing her to moan as her knees go weak. Unable to resist, Tracy runs her fingers though Christine's hair, touches her ears as the canine responds by slipping her tongue into the mouse girl's pussy. Tracy lays her head back as her hips begin to move, humping the canine's muzzle as she tries to get her to lick deeper.

With a soft groan, Christine starts to lick deeper, forcing her tongue into the tight mouse slit, Tracy tightening her grip on Christine's hair. She rolls her hips harder as the heat builds deep inside her.

"Ohhh Christine" Tracy moaned out. She had never had suck a sweet pussy licker. Before she'd come to the mansion, she'd actually very rarely been eaten out, and never by a canine with such a skilled tongue. Tracy could only hump and moans, her body trembling with pleasure.

"Christine, stop" Evelyn orders, continuing her breakfast. Tracy whines out softly as Christine obediently sits back on her heels, her face soaked with Tracy's juices. Tracy pants out, looking over at Evelyn pleadingly.

"Please, Mistress."

Evelyn only smirks. "Come here Tracy" she orders softly. Tracy, still a little weak from the pleasure, makes her way over to the bedside. Christine, glancing over her shoulder, gets on her hands and knees and crawls over and follows.

"Yes Mistress?" Tracy says softly, standing at attention by the side of the bed. Without warning, almost casually, Evelyn reaches over and cups the mouse girl's pussy, sending waves of pleasure though her body as her tail stands up behind her. "Oooh!" She squeaks out in surprise.

"Hmmm" Evelyn says, adjusting herself in the bed to more easily play with her pet. Tracy could only pant and moan as Evelyn continued to rub her pussy, her soft fingers running along her wet slit, bumping Tracy's clit as she mouse girl squeaks and moans in pleasure. She'd never felt such a soft and gentle touch before. Not even Alannia had made her feel this incredible.

The pleasure was only amplified as, from behind, Christine bumps her nose against the base of Tracy's tail. Tracy squeaks and arches her back a bit, reaching down to touches her Mistress's arm as Christine laps gently at her butt. Christine lets out a soft growl as she smiles and licks along Tracy's ass crack, her warm wet tongue running over the small mouse girls tight ass hole as she cries out, pressing to her mistress's hand harder.

Just as she felt her peak building, Evelyn pulled her hand away. "Christine. Stop" She orders. Christine, just as obedient as before, sits back on her heels. Tracy could only pants and whimper in protest.

"Mistress" Tracy whispered, taking a step towards the bed. She stops when she hears Evelyn give a very soft growl.

"Tracy, please take the tray downstairs" She says, looking up at her with a soft smile. "Ask Alannia for any chores she may have for you. Then ask that she come up so I may speak to her."

Tracy could only moan softly, her breathing returning to normal as the heat refuses to subside. She looks back at Christine who sits on her heels, wagging her tail as she smiles up at Tracy, her muzzle covered with spit and mouse juice.

"Tracy, you are excused" Evelyn says, dismissing her. Tracy, a little shocked, bowed and hurried from the room. She makes her way back downstairs, still feeling flush, as she finds Alannia cleaning the kitchen.

"I see Mistress decided to play with you" she said with a giggle. Tracy felt her fur bristle up in a blush, knowing full well her scent could be smelt easily.

"Mistress asked you assign me chores, then she wishes to see you."

"Oh did she?" Alannia said. "Well you must really have turned her on." Tracy only blushed more.

Alannia smiled and assigned Tracy to clean up the rest of the kitchen, and then she would set her up cleaning the carpets in the upstairs hallway. Tracy was happy for the chore, hoping that she could distract herself from her still aroused pussy. She had always been trained to take special care when cleaning, and to make sure the job was done in its entirety. Even then, her master would find mistakes, even if it was in something they didn't tell her, only to punish her.

About an hour later, Tracy could hear a car pull away. She stepped out of the kitchen, seeing Alannia closing the front door. Alannia stopped and smiled, seeing Tracy.

"Have you finished cleaning Tracy?" She asked softly.

"Not yet Miss."

Alannia chuckled softly. "If I didn't know better I would suspect you were taking your time to avoid other work."

Tracy quickly shook her head. "No no Miss! Nothing like that. I will finish. I only heard a car and... and I was curious."

"Oh, it was just Mistress leaving for the day." Alannia went to the stairs. "She'll return later. However she has instructed me that the tailor will be coming by today to fit you for your formal uniform. She should be by later, so be sure to finish the kitchen before she arrives."

"Of course Miss."

"Oh" Alannia stopped and turned, stepping down to Tracy who took a half step back from the feline. "And once you're finished with the kitchen, you are free to explore the grounds. Just remember the rules." With that, Alannia reached down and caressed her paw over Tracy's slit, sending tremors though her as she cooes out, her fur bristling as she averts her eyes. Alannia giggled softly and stepped away as Tracy takes a deep breath, reminded of her arousal and lack of release. She returned to the kitchen, not sure if she should hurry for a chance to look around, or if she should take her time to keep her mind off her itching pussy.

Soil surrounded the stone walk, a small creek flowing though the garden, feeding the plants as it ran into a small pond. Large golden fish would bob their head to the surface and makes faces at Tracy as she walked past.

Tracy strolled though the garden's of the mansion, looking at the thinning plants. Weeds choked the soil as the flowers grew small or wilted, hardly impressive against the backdrop of the mansion. She had just made her way though some of the forest areas on the property, seeing how far the land stretched before her collar beeped. She found the walls surrounding the property, several feet high, difficult to climb, but she knew she'd be chocked by her collar long before she got more then a few steps away from the wall on the other side.

Tracy knelt down, touching what looked like poppies. The red flowers were browning and wiling. Reaching down she started pulling weeds, tossing them on the walk. She was able to clean the dirt beneath the bush when she could hear a car pulling up around the front of the house.

Tracy quickly stood, brushing the dirt off her knees as she hurried to the front, the sound of car doors being slammed shut, echoing a bit into the forest. Tracy made her way into the mansion, though a hall where she could see the front door.

A feminine grey wolf, wearing a casual green skirt and brown t-shirt, steps though the door as Alannia greets her,carrying a small black bag.

"Good afternoon Doctor Tala." Alannia said with a bow and a warm smile. "How have you been?"

"Oh I've been well Alannia. How has your leg been? Well I hope."

"Oh yes doctor, thank you. The exercises you suggested have done wonders."

"Well good. I'm glad to hear that unfortunate business is behind us. Now, where is the patient?"

Tracy squeezed softly where she hid. Alannia hadn't mentioned a doctor. Tracy didn't want some strange wolf examining her.

"Rina is upstairs. I believe she is doing better, she has been trying to get out of bed all day." She starts to lead the wolf doctor upstairs, Tracy edging around to keep listening out of curiosity. "I finally had to force Christine to stay with her until you arrived.

"Well if she is that active I am sure it is nothing. Though I understand Evelyn's concern. No one likes to lose their slaves."

"Yes Doctor."

"Though if I understand correctly Evelyn bought a new girl."

"Yes. Tracy. A mouse."

"A rodent. Did Evelyn tell you if I should give her a physical?"

"No Doctor. Mistress didn't mention anything about a physical."

"Oh she didn't did she?" They stop outside what must have been Rina's room. "Well I'm sure she won't mind if I check her. I'm sure Evelyn would want to know if they sold her a faulty slave."

"Yes Doctor." Alannia said, opening the door. "Rina?" She said with a smile, looking into the room. "Doctor Tala is here to see you."

The wolf enters the room as Alannia's smile fades, looking around. She noticed Tracy and waves her over. Knowing better then to disobey, Tracy hurries over, looking into the larger room, seeing Rina in her bed, Madeline sitting on her own, watching the dragon carefully.

"I am sorry to tell you you may have to have a physical. I am sure Mistress's gave no such order, but without her here I cannot argue."

"Yes Miss." Tracy said, looking in as the wolf sat on the bed, looking at the dragon.

"Now then, Rina" the doctor wolf said, reaching over and pulling a stethoscope from her bag. "Let's get started."

With that, the doctor began a through checking of Rina. Tracy had to hide a blush as she felt her body warming again, seeing the dragon's body being caressed and touched by the doctor for the examination. The procedure only took a few minutes, after which the wolf stood and smiled.

"She's fine. A stomach flu from the sound of it. I think you're dragon here ate something she shouldn't, and since no one else was sick, one must assume she's been sneaking food." The wolf gave a little grin, and Tracy knew that was because in many households that was against the rules and was grounds for punishment.

"I will be sure to tell Mistress" Alannia confirmed, Rina curling up in her bed, seeming nervous.

"I'm sure." The Doctor smirked and looked at Tracy. "Now, while I am here, I might as well check out the new girl." Tracy stepped to the side, moving behind Alannia. "I'm sure Evelyn would insist."

Alannia glanced back at Tracy. "I cannot know what Mistress would wish. And I cannot assume."

"So I will take the safe choice and take care of the new slave." She grins at Tracy. "So let's go somewhere more private."

Alannia, showing a bit of hesitance, nods. "We can go to her bedroom. Tracy..." She look sat the mouse with a look of reassurance. "Would you lead the way?"

Tracy let out a nod and turned, quickly leading the two down the hall to her room, opening to door. "Where do you want me miss?" Tracy asked, looking back at Alannia and the wolf entered.

"Doctor" the wolf corrected. "And right there is fine." The doctor bent over and reached into her bag as Alannia stepped back to the wall, glancing at Tracy. Tracy felt nervous nevertheless, despite the presence of her elder in the room to, she hoped, help if she needed it.

"Now then" The doctor began, taking a step towards Tracy. With a quick grab she takes Tracy by her neck, holding her as she pressed the stethoscope to her chest. Tracy cried out softly, feeling her heart pounding in her chest as she looked desperately to Alannia. Alannia could do nothing, only watch.

More of the "examination" went that way, the wolf doctor grabbing Tracy roughly, throwing her onto the bed or forcing her up, though it did seem she was physically checking out Tracy, her reflexes, her responds time, her flexibility. Somehow the doctor was doing her job,

Tracy was finally lying back on her bed, groaning softly as the doctor stood. "Almost done now" she said with a slight chuckle. Tracy looked over to see her reach into her bag and pull out a latex glove. She looked at Tracy and grinned. "Spread them dear" she ordered.

Tracy curled up, keeping her legs closed as she watched the wolf as any prey would watch a stalking predator. "No" she squeaked in protest, wanting to get away from the wolf that approached her.

With a growl, the wolf grabbed Tracy's ankle, lifting her leg up as Tracy let out a startled cry. "Doctor's orders" The wolf doctor said with a laugh. She reached down, rubbing along Tracy's slit with her fingertip, the latex glove rubbing roughly along the soft flesh before she forced it into the small mouse girl.

"Nyaahhh!" Tracy cried out, closing her eyes tightly as she felt the wolf's finger slip into her. The doctor let out a soft growl as she slipped a second finger in, rubbing around the soft folds of the mouse's pussy.

"Hmmm, she seems to be alright here. No abnormal growths." She pulls her fingers out, sniffing the wet glove. "Mmmm. Very fragrant. No blood." She licks her fingertips. "Hmmmm. Perfectly healthy." With that, she stepped back, reaching into her bag, pulling out a small tube, smearing it on her fingertips.

Tracy groaned softly as she sat up, looking at the wolf. She didn't want any more. She knew what the wolf was planning. She immediately tried to hide her rear, looking desperately at Alannia.

The wolf doctor immediately filled her sights, blocking Alannia as she smirks at Tracy. "Roll over dear. I promise to be gentle." Tracy immediately shook her head, hearing Alannia take a deep breath. Tracy knew she shouldn't fight a superior, but she found anything done to her anus disgusting. The doctor growled softly, bearing her teeth. "I will not repeat myself slave." Her voice turned quiet, menacing. "Now... turn... over."

Tracy let out a sob as she rolled over, lifting her rear high into the air, lifting her tail to expose her firm ass. The wolf's scowl became a grin as she runs her paw over the mouse's butt, slapping her, causing her to squeak out. "That's a good girl" The wolf said, running her lubed fingers to the tight ass of the small rodent, making her whimper and tense up.

"No no, relax sweetie" The wolf said, running her free paw along the mouse back, making her back arch down to the bed. She whimpered softly, resting her forehead to the bed, panting as she tried to relax, feeling the wolf instead force her fingers knuckle deep into her rectum. Tracy withered and groaned, terribly uncomfortable as she felt the doctor running her fingers along the inside her warm hole, feeling along the sensitive flesh.

The doctor cooed and smiled. "Mmm, you're very tight back here. And very responsive..." She wiggled her fingers inside Tracy, making her gasps and grip the sheets of her bed. Tracy could only grit her teeth and close her eyes, trying to wait for the doctor to finish, knowing full well the doctor would want to take her time.

After a few minutes of "examination", the Wolf doctor pulled her fingers from Tracy's rear, snapping the glove off. "She's perfectly healthy. Evelyn made an excellent purchase." The wolf smiles down at Tracy, who had rolled over to her side on the bed, covering her butt with her paw, looking up at the wolf with a soft sigh.

The doctor grabbed her bag, turning to the door. "I will prepare my bill for Evelyn and fax it to her office."

"I will see you out Doctor" Alannia said with a bow. With a quick glance, she looked at the sad mouse. A moment later she was gone.

Tracy just lay on her bed, a little numb from the experience. She hated being violated like that. Her old master had done similar things to her. She hated being examined like that. Being used.

Tracy could hear a car pulling away. Alannia stepped back into her doorway. "Tracy?" She asked softly, worried for the new girl. She saw Tracy hadn't moved. Alannia stepped over, touching Tracy, causing her to shift and move away.

"I'm not going to hurt you. It's alright Tracy" Alannia reached down and gently touched Tracy's cheek with her paw. "I'm sorry for that Tracy. I know that wasn't something you enjoyed."

Tracy said nothing.

Alannia touches Tracy's ears gently. She didn't pull away. The feline's touch actually felt nice. It ended to soon as Alannia pulled back, stepping to the door.

"You are free for the rest of the day. However the tailor should be here soon to fit you for your new clothing. That is the only requirement you have for the day. Until then, you are welcome to rest."

Tracy looked over at Alannia. "Thank you Miss" she whispered. Alannia shut the door.

Tracy lay on her bed, letting time pass. She knew she should have gotten up and helped. It's not that she felt responsibility to clean or care for the home, but she knew keeping busy with work would put her in a better mood. She didn't want to be a good pet, she just didn't want to be punished. Though, with Alannia, it made her feel good. She was happy to help. She didn't know why.

Tracy wasn't sure how long it was until there was a knock at the door. "Tracy?" Alannia called softly. "The tailor is here. It's time for your measurements."

"Yes Miss" Tracy said, surprised at the strength her voice had. She still felt sick about the doctor, but she was going to move on. She quickly got up and went to the door, seeing Alannia as the feline smiled at her.

Alannia lead Tracy downstairs to the living room, where a small white male mouse was setting up a small stool. Nearby, another feline, what looked to be a cheetah, dressed very smart in a long skirt and dark silk shirt, was checking her things. She smiled softly as Tracy and Alannia entered.

"She is cute" She cheetah said, holding a tape measure. "Will your mistress be home anytime soon?" she asked Alannia.

Alannia glanced at a wall clock. "Within the hour I would suspect."

"Well then we'll take the measurements now and when she arrives we will decide what she wants made.

"I was under the impression that Mistress wanted the same uniform and clothing made for the rest of us."

"Oh well she said that" The cheetah said, stepping over the Tracy who moves behind Alannia. "But there are many new styles out this season. Somehow I suspect that this sweet little mouse would look very nice with blue." She cupped Tracy's muzzle, looking into her eyes. "Something to bring out her eyes." Tracy smiled softly and looked away, her fur bristling up as she blushed. "So I would like the chance to show her some new fashions I have designed."

Alannia smiled. "I am sure Mistress would be glad to speak to you about it."

She looked at the mouse. "Joey."

The mouse snapped to attention. "Yes miss?" He said quickly. He was obviously well trained.

"Go to the car and get the slave catalogue."

He nodded quickly and stepped past, giving Tracy a soft smile. Tracy looked away as she saw that all he wore was a collar, connecting strips of fabric down his chest and stomach to a tight thong and crotch piece. It may have been her instinct kicking in, but the sight of another mouse always aroused her so much more then other naked furs she had seen. He quickly disappeared as Tracy looked back to the cheetah.

"Is there anything you would like Miss?" Alannia asked. "Something to eat or drink perhaps?"

The cheetah shook her head. "No, thank you dear. I would rather get started. Tracy was it?"

Tracy stepped up immediately. "Yes Miss."

The cheetah smiled at Tracy. "Step onto the stool with your arms at your side." Tracy did as she was told, watching the cheetah. She smiled as she kneeled down. "You are well trained. You stand very well for just standing casually."

"Thank you miss" Tracy said with a soft coo, feeling the cheetah's paw on her as she measured her. She murred softly as the cheetah measured every inch of her body, the feel of her soft paws gently touching her fur arousing her a bit, the itch inside her had still not been filled.

Part way though the measuring, the mouse boy had returned with the catalog, looking away shyly at the sight of Tracy's behind as the Cheetah measured her legs. Tracy blushed a bit, getting a soft slap on her rear from the cheetah. "Stay still girl" she said, measuring around her rear for her tail. Tracy nodded, all the eyes watching her and the paws on her legs turning her on as she felt her slit growing warm.

As the cheetah finished, Tracy could hear the front door opening. She glanced at the open archway to see her Mistress enter, followed by the ferret and brown bear Tracy had first seen her with.

"Good evening Mistress" Alannia said, bowing and smiling at her mistress.

"Hello Alannia" Mistress said. She took a few steps, smiling at the cheetah who also stood. "Hello Anna. It's nice to see you again."

"And you too Evelyn" Anna replied, the two shaking paws. "We were just about finished. I did wish to speak to you about new uniforms I have designed. I thought you might want to take a look at them"

"That's fine" she said with a soft chuckle. She took a seat, watching as Tracy was measured. Joey brought over the catalogue, bowing as he handed it to Mistress Evelyn. "Thank you dear." She said, starting to thumb through it. Tracy was in disbelief. She was standing on a stool in the middle of a crowded room, her body completely on display for all the furs to see. She squeaked softly feeling Anna return to her measuring, finishing her upper body quickly, glancing at the brown bear and ferret. The ferret smiled warmly and moved behind Mistress Evelyn, opening his leather folder and seemingly to busy himself. The brown bear just took a step back to the wall, standing and watching, stoned faced.

After a short while, Anna stood, wrapping her measuring tape up. "All finished. Thank you Tracy. You may step down." Tracy quickly stepped down and went towards Alannia, standing behind her as she waited for orders. Anna gave the tape to Joey who started packing things, then went and sat next to Mistress Evelyn. "Now... to business."

Mistress Evelyn smiled as she looked at the catalogue. The two began talking for a short while about the uniforms. Tracy kept behind Alannia, glancing at the other furs. Ever so often, the ferret would interject about the cost of a uniform, only to be waved of by Mistress Evelyn. Tracy glanced at the other silent furs, stealing a few glances at the other mouse, happy to see another of her species. He seemed to glance at her somewhat to, and once in a while their eyes caught.

"Tracy" Alannia said softly, so as not to interrupt the conversation of her mistress. "Would you mind going to the kitchen and taking out the steaks from the freezer to defrost for dinner tonight. They are on the top shelf on the left. Just put them on the counter and I will get them"

"Yes Miss" Tracy said, turning and hurrying out of the room to the kitchen. She quickly made her way to the large freezer, taking out a couple of steaks for mistress to defrost. She sighed softly and put them on the counter, turning as she heard the door opening.

"Hello" Joey said, the white mouse smiling softly.

"Oh!" Tracy immediately blushed a bit, hiding her chest as she looked away. "Ummm, hi." She glanced at him. "Should you be away like this?"

"I asked if I may use the restroom. The kind cat pointed me to here."

"Oh well, the bathroom is actually down the hall..."

"No, I know. I think she saw how you were looking at me."

"Oh" Tracy immediately felt warm as she looked away. "I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He took a step to her. "I know how it can be. I'm fortunate. I am lucky enough to see other mice since I travel with my mistress. But I've been locked up before. I know what it's like not to see someone for so long." He spoke softly, stepping towards Tracy. "Have you been here long?"

"No" Tracy said softly. "A day."

He stood before her. "And your mistress? How has she been treating you?"

Tracy looked down, focused on the ground behind him. "Well I suppose. I have hardly seen her. I work mostly with Alannia... the cat."

"You're fortunate then. The other girls seem to like her. My understanding is Evelyn is a very kind mistress." He touches her chin gently. "You're very lucky."

"I know." She was quiet a moment before she leaned in, kissing the white mouse gently. He gave a soft, surprised squeak, before leaning in against her, kissing her back. Tracy leaned back against the counter as Joey leaned against her, the two starting to deepen their kisses, Tracy's eyes tightly closed as she felt her crotch immediately warming for the mouse. She gave a soft moan and broke the kiss, gently leaning in and starting to nibbling along his neck as he groaned out, tilting his head back.

Tracy nibbles the soft white fur of the mouse as he groaned, running his paws though her hair as she gently grabbed his side. She panted softly, moving a paw to his back, pulling him close as she nuzzled her cheek to his, letting out soft moans as he responded in kind. He moved down, moaning softly as he kissed and licked her neck, enticing soft moans and gasps of pleasure from her.

Gently, he cupped a breast, causing her to stifle a squeak of pleasure. She arched her back as he massaged her naked chest, kissing shoulder at her shoulder as she groaned and held him close. He planted soft kisses along her shoulder to her neck, then up to her face and muzzle, licking gently before kissing her deeply. Tracy moaned and leaned into him, slipping her tongue into his mouth as she passionately kissed him. They held the deep kiss for a moment before Tracy pulled back, letting out soft pants, leaning in and nuzzling Joey gently, feeling his soft fur against hers.

The two nuzzled each other for a few moments, catching their breath. Tracy gently kissed along Joey's chest before he pulled back. "We should get back." He said softly, but he never removed his paw from her soft breast.

Tracy licked her muzzle and nodded. "Yes. We should." After another soft kiss, Joey pulled off her. The two took a moment to recollect themselves.

"You should go in first. I will follow in a few minutes. They shouldn't suspect anything then."

"Alright." Tracy said, stepping to his side, touching his hand. He smiled softly and took it, kissing her once more. Tracy, reluctantly, stepped away from him, hurrying back to the living room. She stepped next to Alannia who smiled down at her.

"Did you take the meat out to thaw?" She asked quietly.

"Yes Miss." Tracy said quickly.

"Do you know if Joey found the restroom alright?"

Tracy bit her lip, hoping Alannia didn't notice. "I believe he did."

She could see Alannia smirk. "As long as you remember Mistress's rule for new slaves."

Tracy did a double take, staring at Alannia a moment as she felt her heartbeat increase. Alannia just kept watching Mistress Evelyn. "Yes Miss. It is not a problem."

"Good." Alannia nodded slightly. Mistress Evelyn and Anna stood and shook hands as Joey returned, giving a smile to Alannia and Tracy.

It was a short while later when Anna and Joey had left. Tracy was cleaning up a bit in the living room. She was thinking about the new uniform she was going to be receiving in a few days. She hoped Joey would deliver it. She was worried she might never see him again.

She wiped down the couch gently as she noticed something. Reaching in she pulled out a card. It was a card for Anna and her tailor services. On the back was written:

I check her mail.

Write me.

-Joey

Tracy smiled brightly as she quickly held the card close. She'd hurry that to her room and hide it. Then Alannia asked that she help with dinner. She knew Alannia wanted to ask her questions about what happened, but she didn't care. Only a few days in this mansion and she was beginning to feel at home.

She wondered how long it would last.