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Lilika strode through the streets of Wilsor, trying her best to keep to the center of the sidewalk. Someone could pull her into an alleyway, which would only be marginally preferable to being pulled into a high speed carriage. As she walked, her tail swished in agitation. This world sickened her, and the sights weren't making it any better.

The disembarking tower had opened up directly onto the main strip of Wilsor. Torches lit up the streets from tall posts, bonfires burned in the center of the streets in neatly organized fire pits to light everything up. Everywhere she could feel the heat and the tingle of magic from the fires that never went out. Lilika kept a hand on her sword, which kept most of the citizens at bay, but she knew that in Wilsor, just because someone wasn't in arms reach didn't mean they couldn't get you somehow. The magic in Wilsor was more dangerous than any she had ever faced before.

She only knew the slang terms, the generic name for each of the dangerous magical groups in Wilsor. There were The Speakers, those with a voice that could not be disobeyed, The Shifters, a race of mages who could control the physical aspect of your body, and especially the Psychomancers, the mages who specialized in mental magic. Any slave city would keep a few on the payroll, as breaking a slave was so much easier and cost efficient when you could erase their memory first. Lilika hoped that Lana had been broken the old fashioned way.

Lilika found solace in the fire of white magic that Yuuni had put inside her head. She had no idea why Yuuni had done that, but she knew the theory of magic well enough. It was a resistance of some kind, a barrier to the mind altering magic of the world. Now all she needed to know is why Yuuni came here in the first place. Something was fishy about the multi-gendered bunny. Thinking back on the incident on the top of the tower, Yuuni had spoken and acted clearly, when a potion of control that powerful would have stripped Yuuni all the concentration needed to use her magic. Why was Yuuni kneeling at the foot of the stallion in the first place?

Stands lined the road, many cluttered with tourists. Lilika stopped and looked at a few. One man was selling potions of all kinds. She spotted signs for permanent heat potions, mind-stripping potions, and a pair of two glass phials tied together. One made it so the victim could never climax, the other finally let them. Lilika pretended to be interested. She picked up one corked bottle.

"This one doesn't have a sign on it."

The overweight bear behind the table let out a sound that could be laughter, before speaking in a grated voice. "That there is "Any Time, Any Where." Gets rid of any and all pesky inhibitions. Soon as they think of sex, they do it."

Lilika gingerly set the bottle down. "How about this one?"

The bear grinned. "Give it to you for free if you take a sip."

"What is it?"

"Anal Heaven. The girl who drinks that will find anal sex a thousand times more enjoyable than anything else. We also have Oral Heaven."

As the bear said that, she noticed a human put down a few coins for a bottle of Oral Heaven while the girl he was with looked the other way. As he looked to check, Lilika switched for a bottle of a potion called Pure Dominance.

The Bear grinned at her as he did it, but didn't say a word as he put the money into his coffers and let the couple go on its way.

"That was cold, girlie."

Lilika simply grinned, saying nothing. The bear smirked, and then laughed so hard his belly shook. Some of the other customers gave him strange looks, and Lilika could see why. His laugh almost sounded like he was having a fit.

"You're a good one, no doubt 'bout that! Here, have a free one, on me!" He said, reaching into a wooden box, labeled "Don't Sleep, Just Fuck!" and tossing her one of the glass bottles inside. "That'll keep you up all night long, and then some. Of course, it also makes you horny as hell..."

Lilika smirked and tucked the bottle into her pouch. "Got anything for pregnancy?"

"To avoid it, get it, or get rid of it?"

Lilika coughed. "Avoid it, please."

The bear grunted as he bent over, and she watched him search through his stores. He ignored some of the other customers as he pulled up potions for everything from impotence to lactation. Finally, he handed her a vibrant blue potion. "There ya go. That one will make you barren as a winter farm for exactly three months to the day."

"How much?" Asked Lilika, looking at the small glass bottle. If she was going to be wandering through Wilsor, she'd prefer not to get pregnant. She shuddered at the thought of the goblins and the humans who had already taken her, and without even waiting for an answer, she uncorked it and downed it in one gulp, wincing at the sharp, bitter taste.

The bear grinned. "If I knew you'd down it so eagerly, I woulda switched it with some Oral Heaven." Lilika laughed at his good natured tone, finding it hard to believe anyone could be so laid back in a world like this. "That'll be seven silver."

Lilika tossed a gold piece down. "No change. Any chance I could get some information out of you?"

"Depends on what information you're looking for." He said casually, Lilika had expected this.

Lilika closed her eyes as she felt a sudden powerful cramp in her lower stomach, and then it vanished.

"That'd be the potion. Don't worry. Remember, three months to the day. Once the time is up, don't fuck anything for three weeks. You'll have three months' worth of fertility saved up by then."

Lilika nodded. "Information, please. I need to find a girl. She was taken a few weeks ago by the Shuya."

The bear rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "The Shuya, huh...? Coin or service?"

"Coin." She said quickly. "Definitely coin."

Lilika reached into her pouch and made a stack of ten gold pieces on the table. The bear looked around casually before dumping the whole lot into his coffers.

"The Shuya trade by the west gate. They have their own club there, The Shuya. Slaves are brought in the back, the warehouse, where they are broken and trained, and then they are auctioned off at the Shuya."

"How about sales records?"

The bear made a noise that she hoped was him thinking, and not relieving himself. "Slave records are kept, but those are done by the gate offices. They're public domain, anyone can see what slave went where, but individual sales records are kept by the auction house themselves. You can find her slave number at the gate, but not who she was sold to."

"Thank you. I appreciate it." Lilika said, before she left the table.

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Lilika missed the bear before she even got halfway down the street. He at the least seemed somewhat respectable, if not lazy, but he was a priest compared to some of the other sellers. Another potion man had demonstrated a potion of Horse Lust by forcing it down a girl's throat, and she was now mating eagerly with a stallion, and not a furre. A pure, four legged stallion, and she was taking his cock deep into her pussy without a care in the world, and crying out for more.

Lilika saw the effects of Oral Heaven on a homeless girl, who she knew wouldn't be homeless for much longer. It was a feline, her fur dirty and ragged, begging every male she could see for a cock to suck. As Lilika watched, a human finally relented, and as soon as they unzipped, it was down her throat, the sound of pleasure she made making it clear she was in heaven.

There was a whistle, and she noticed many citizens looking towards the street. Lilika turned away from the feline girl and moved her way towards the street.

It was like a parade. There was a carriage, displaying a sign for the Hyrron Slave Emporium. The back of the carriage had several iron chains attached to an iron peg, and there, marching behind the carriage were three lines, all of them human children and furre cubs. They all wore thick metal collars, and they were all chained together. They all looked straight ahead, all with calm, almost blank expressions. Behind the last of the children dragged the rest of the chains, a collar attached every few feet.

Lilika was about to turn away before she noticed something across the street. Someone was whispering into the ear of a canine furre. She cocked her head as the Canine nodded, and suddenly, she began to shrink. Her ears went from pointed to floppy, her fur puffed out, becoming soft and puppy-like. She sank out of sight behind the rest of the crowd. Lilika kept herself focused, watching with disgust and fascination as a man led a naked puppy girl out of the crowd, where she was fitted with her own collar and began to march in step with the rest.

"You want to be a little girl, naked and marching with the rest of them."

Lilika straightened up suddenly as the fact rang through her head. It was a speaker, and as he spoke it, she knew that it was true; she wanted to be a little girl. She pictured herself marching in step, and she didn't know why, but she wanted it, more than anything in the world.

"FOCUS."

Yuuni's white fire flared up in her head, and suddenly, she could think again. It was a Speaker and a Shifter. The speaker spoke in the voice that could not be disobeyed, and the Shifter transformed them. The result was a perfect little girl who wanted nothing more than to march in line. She shook her head as she turned, looking at the surprise on the faces of the Shifter and the Speaker.

They were both tigers. Neither of them was wearing shirts, all the better to show off their stripes. She turned her attention to the one who had whispered in her ear. The Speaker looked young; he couldn't have been much older than fifteen. His body was lean and fit, and the expression on his face was one of shock and confusion. The Shifter was much older, his body showed off muscle and several scars where the fur had never grown back. He looked like one who had spent a fair number of years in the fighting ring, scraping and clawing his way out of slavery.

"No, actually. I don't." She smiled, and she felt the tingle of magic on her skin as the Shifter prepared to transform her anyway.

Her sword was in her hand in less than a second, and it was only the feline reflexes that saved The Speaker's life. He ducked aside, and Lilika used the momentum to charge forward and plow her shoulder into the gut of the Shifter. He let out an airless sound as Lilika's force carried him backwards, and with a crash, he slammed into a table of enchanted collars and shackles, sending them bouncing and the human behind to jump away. She turned her sword back to the Speaker.

"Drop the sword." He spoke, with less confidence in his voice.

"No." She said, though she felt her grip weaken, and she focused her concentration before she dropped it. The tingle of magic invaded her senses, and she whirled, the tip of her sword pointed at the Shifter's throat.

"Dispel it. Now."

"I'll rid you of your hands."

"Not before I rid you of your head."

He lowered his hands to his sides, the magic rushing out of his body and into the ground, like lightning would with a lightning rod. She turned her head just enough so that she could see the Speaker. She grinned to herself as she noticed that the crowd was paying them no attention. Some had stopped to watch, but once it became apparent that Lilika was not going to behead someone, they went on their way. The parade by now had passed.

"Let me guess. You get paid for each little girl you bring into the line, is that it? How much?"

The Shifter didn't want to say anything with the point of her sword so close to his throat, so the speaker spoke up.

"Two hundred...Two hundred gold." He said. Without his enchanted voice, he sounded so harmless and young.

"So a hundred to each of you." They both nodded. Lilika sighed, and put away her sword.

"That's good money. God, I must be getting soft..." She said, rubbing her head. She'd killed before, usually other warriors, and certainly a lot of beasts, but these two...despite how dangerous they were with their magic, she couldn't.

"I guess some part of me understands. You're trying to make a living. Answer me honestly. Do either of you like what you do?"

The Speaker moved to stand next to the Shifter, dwarfed in size. They both shrugged. "I don't feel bad about it, if that's what you want to know." Said the Shifter.

Lilika looked at him, then smiled. "You know, a man like you, with so many scars, you've spent some time in the fighting pits. How come you got taken out so easily?"

The Shifter smiled, and Lilika noted that it was distant, almost nostalgic. "I was given these powers when I made my way to freedom. I rely too much on magic these days."

"Well, enjoy your life then. I'm sorry for disrupting your work." Lilika said, as she straightened her armor and began walking down the street. Suddenly, the Speaker caught her arm. She tensed, before she relaxed and turned into his nervous face.

"Will you visit me sometime?" He asked her, and she almost laughed.

"I'm working right now. I'm on the job for someone in Sesua. But, tell you what. When I'm finished, I'll swing by. I'll even let you use your voice on me."

She memorized his address as he spoke it and smiled as they ran ahead through the crowd to catch up with the parade. She wondered why she had agreed to easily to see him. He hadn't been using his voice, and it was obvious he wanted sex. The voice he had used on her was only a taste of what it could be, but she could see the allure to be under its control. She felt desires welling up in her mind, the memory of the goblins and of the humans, and of the floating sensation of being under the Stallion's cologne. Lilika wondered if she was being corrupted.

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The Gate Office was an imposing building set into the wall that surrounded the city. In effect, the wall was the building. Balconies and windows were set in the wall, so high up that she had to crane her neck to see. The wall was just a bit shorter than the disembarking tower, but who knew how thick it was or how big the complex was. Lilika could sense the magic in it, the residues of the earth magic used to cut and form the stone. The Western Gate could be seen from here, a wicked looking portcullis, but from the rust on the iron, she could tell it hadn't been used in a long time.

The Shuya was visible from here. It was a wooden building, a detailed, hand painted sign displaying the name of the club in calligraphy. The paintings on the wood of the exterior showed furres in pleasure of all kinds, and the statues decorating the sidewalk displayed slaves in chains; some even had their faces frozen in ecstasy. Lilika wondered how many of them had once been living before a Shifter had gotten to them. She watched for a few minutes, sizing up the establishment, but for the moment, it seemed to be little more than a tavern. The sign said the next slave auction would be at midnight, and the clock set into the gate showed just after ten.

Lilika made her way to the Gate Office, figuring to kill some time looking through the records. As she approached the gate, she could see the caravans that were lining up to get inside. She saw some passenger carriages, and a few that looked like they held an entire family's belongings. She sighed at that, wondering how a family could possibly live in a town like this. The guard at the gate was taking careful notes, and she halted next to him while he finished writing. A quick glimpse at his notes showed that he had taken careful descriptions of species, fur patterns, hair and eye color, their status, and even their scent. He was a huge wolf, almost two feet taller than Lilika's seven foot frame, and dressed in the armor of the guard. He had a sword that made Lilika's look like a toy by comparison strapped to his back, and she had no doubt that he knew how to use it. His armor was steel plate, and he had a cape complete with gold medallions to show his status as head guard.

"Yah?" He said, turning to her as he waved the caravan by, giving her a fierce stare.

"My name is Lilika." She said politely, not wanting to anger him, not when the sword looked like it could cleave her in half with a one handed swing. "I was wondering if I could look at the records for the slave caravans that have come through in the past three weeks?"

"Records are closed." He said simply, and turned his attention towards an oncoming caravan.

"I heard the records are public domain!" She protested. The wolf gave her a fierce stare.

"You heard wrong." He said, and from the sound of his voice, she would have believed it if he told her he was a Speaker.

"I'll pay you. Name your price."

"The records are closed." He said, his voice much sharper than before.

Lilika looked back at The Shuya. The information in there would be useless. They only kept records of slave numbers, not descriptions. She needed to find out for sure what slave number Lana was listed under.

"I bet a big man like you has a lot of stress built up, seeing all the cute slaves go by, huh?" She said in what she hoped was a sexy voice. She hated talking dirty, it sounded so unnatural and forced, but she continued.

"I swallow, you know." She said with a smile. "Or maybe you'd like the chance to get me pregnant, a nice swollen belly and know that you put it there?"

She smiled a bit, happy that she had his attention, watching her body instead of her face.

"How about my ass?" She said, trying her best to purr. "I love anal more than anything." She said, thinking back to the way that the human had made her cum by fucking her ass, and she was surprised by how much she wanted anal right now.

He didn't smile as he spoke to her. "Good to see a vixen slut with some muscle on them." He said, before shouting to one of the other guards. "Hey! I'm going to fuck a whore!" And she blushed as the caravan in queue and the guards gave her looks of amusement.

"Nice Catch, Vic!" Said one, and he let a grin pass his face.

"She said she wants to be knocked up. Anyone want to get in line?"

"Put her up here, we'll take good care of her!" Said a male from the caravan. Vic growled at him.

"Sorry. Guard whore only. Any other takers?"

"Nah, I'll hit the brothel on the way home. They all have better tits." The guards laughed as Vic took her roughly by the arm and lead her out from under the portcullis, outside the city border. Vic smirked down to her as he led her along the wall to a section where the overgrown grass had been flattened.

"Know you're no real whore. Just a slut. But I'll fuck you anyway." He said, looking down at her as he unbuckled his breastplate, revealing a full muscled chest under grey fur. He threw his cape aside and unbuckling his belt. Lilika undressed quickly, dropping her clothing in a pile underneath her. Vic didn't pull his pants all the way down, but in the darkness only lit by the moon, she could see his cock.

It was huge, thick and bright red, with just the hint of a knot at the base, a pair of heavy furred balls hanging beneath. His musk drifted to her nose, heavy with pheromones, and she felt herself grow wet between her legs. Far from the mindless control of the stallion's cologne, she wanted this.

She knelt down in the grass, her tongue darting out to slide and caress over the thick rod, his pheromones making her rub her thighs together in need the more she inhaled. She slid her thick tongue down to the base, circling the knot before slurping up to the tip, unable to take even half of it into her mouth without gagging and gasping for air.

"I can smell your heat, vixen." He said, breathing heavily as he spoke, his muscled arms guiding her to her feet before they circled her waist, lifting her off the ground. "We shouldn't let that hole go without."

He lowered her, and she felt the thick point pressing against her heated hole and she moaned. She was surprised at how gentle and slow he was being for a shaft that size, his hands slowly lowering her, spreading her slit wide around his member. She panted as her nipples grew hard and her footpaws twitched helplessly, until her hips hit his.

Lilika looked up at him, pleading and panting, but he held her still, stretched to the limit. His eyes were closed, enjoying the feeling as each pleasured breath caused her slit to clench around him. Then, she felt herself lifted up, her hands gripping the fur on his muscled form in pleasure, letting out a whine as she felt him pull completely out of her.

"Sorry." He said, as he set her back down. "I just wanted to give you a taste of what you wanted. I'm after your ass."

Lilika nodded and turned, planting her paws flat against the wall, tail lifted high. She felt dirty as the pleasure ran through her body when the tip of his cock pushed into her ass, slowly stretching her like it did her pussy, the pain shooting through her body overshadowed by the shame that turned into pleasure.

Vic groaned approvingly as he held her hips, slowly guiding himself inside her. He looked down at the vixen shaking in pleasure, his eyes playing over her muscled form lit in the moonlight. She looked good for a vixen. He had called her a slut, but he could tell she was a warrior who was simply succumbing to the hedonistic world of Keravic.

Lilika's groans were like music to Vic's ears as he finally hilted himself inside the vixen. She was a worthy one, this Lilika. He could be proud in taking her as a mate. That was why he was taking it so slow. The more she enjoyed it, the more she'd want to come back. She didn't need to love him. Vic knew she just needed to depend on him for pleasure and protection. He reached down and stroked the fur of her back as he slowly began to pull out, closing his eyes as she moaned for him. He could hear her pure enjoyment in it. It would certainly take a while, but he could see a future where she'd wait for him at his home in the country, eager to pleasure him and bear his young.

Lilika moaned out louder as he slowly began to pick his pace up, his gentleness was driving her crazy. After everything she had seen here, she had expected quick and dirty sex, not something like this, where he was making sure she enjoyed it as much as him. She had to admit it, but after the goblins and the humans, this normal sex that had not been chemically induced felt good, and refreshing in a way.

Her pussy burned for attention, but she was getting all the pleasure she could ever want from her ass. He leaned over her, his arms surrounding her and holding her up as his hips slapped against her ass, her tail up and pressing against his chest. She closed her eyes, murring in the enjoyment, feeling the pleasure build as his pace increased, and suddenly, she cried out loud enough to reach the other side of the wall.

Her body went numb for a split second before pleasure ripped through her entire form, unable to control her body as it jerked and twitched within Vic's arms, barely able to feel the pressure build up in her ass as his knot inflated, stretching her wide and filling her, a burning hot feeling deep within her that added to her climax.

Sometime after the climax, Vic had sat down, his back against the wall. Lilika leaned back against his chest, eyes closed and relaxing, her head turned to the side to inhale the scent of the wolf. His knot still swelled inside her, tying them together. His hands drifted over her fur, feeling her muscled skin under her fur.

"Lilika."

"Yes?" She muttered, as if asleep.

"You would be a worthwhile mate for me. You're strong, beautiful, and a proud warrior. I understand you have something to do, but when you are finished, I will keep a place in my bed for you." Lilika kept her eyes closed. She knew that humans relied on something called love, but furres, especially in this world, depended on instinct. Her instincts were telling hammering her to let him take her, and a part of her mind wanted her to get pregnant, telling her how proud she would be to give him a strong son or a beautiful daughter. She let a hand drift over her belly, her body calling for her to conceive a litter of his children.

"Submitting to you would be wonderful, but it's a big decision. How about this." She said, wiggling her hips until with a groan, she felt his knot pop out of her ass, finding herself missing the feeling of fullness it gave her. She turned to face him, and she lowered her hips, taking him into her pussy, straddling his hips.

"If I get pregnant, I'll come back and let you take me as a mate. I promise."

Vic agreed, and their moans once again filled the night air.

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Lilika stood before a row of boxes, each filled with leather-bound books, showing all the visitors to and from the city for the past few years. Lilika had only pulled the ones off the shelf for the last three weeks, and she was checking each notebook for some sign of a golden lioness brought through on a Shuya slave caravan.

She almost felt bad about deceiving the wolf like that. Her instincts had told her to take a mate, but she had forced them down. It had been difficult, since Yuuni's white fire didn't help her with instincts, but she had a job to do. She wanted to live a warrior's life, and that's what she'd do. Vic had no way of knowing about the potion she had taken, and with no way to get pregnant, she didn't have to honor the agreement. He was a good lover, that was for sure, but it was just sex, in the end. Maybe someday, but for now, she was focused.

Exactly eleven days ago, a Shuya caravan had come through. A golden lioness had been given Slave ID - SHU #1893005, matching Lana's description down to the hair on her head.

Lilika left the Gate Office, glad to see that Vic was nowhere around. She hated when things got awkward. She checked to make sure her pouch still had everything she needed, straightened her armor, and headed off to The Shuya.

Lana could be in only a few places now. She was either on the auction block, in training, or already sold, and whichever of those three it was, The Shuya club would have a record of it.