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Cyanne had left her home on the outskirts of a human city to seek a better life then what her kind was generally offered. There was little a feline humanoid was allowed to do to earn money, they were either slaves to someone, or a stripper or prostitute. Only a few towns and villages, usually quite rural, would allow them any other type of employment. It was an unwritten rule in most cities that catgirls were not allowed to be anything but sex slaves, in one form or another.

Cyanne had rebelled against the human stereotypes of her kind her entire life. It had lead to many a scuffle and time in prison, where she was abused by guards and human prisoners forced into the position her kind had been exploited for so long. Eventually she had to simply leave, or accept that she would be nothing more then amusement for the humans. She had stole away in the night, not wanting to face her families pleas to stay. They were content, if not happy with their standing in society. She was not.

She had traveled mostly in the wilderness, with a few gold pieces in her pocket. Two weeks after she had left her home she ended up at a small village on the outskirts of the kingdom of Sparta. It was here she decided to purchase food, stealing to the store to take some fruits and meats. She picked what she wanted and placed them on the counter, placing gold onto the counter to pay. The store clerk gave her a dirty look, something her kind often got from those whom thought them as little more then sexual deviants. She sighed and took up her purchases. She was completely unaware she was being watched by one of the store's other workers, in a corner with a broom half sweeping, half watching the lone feline as she exited the store, a knowing smirk on his face.

She left the store, and walked out of the village not wanting to deal with anymore humans for a while. With the food she had purchased she would be ok to travel again for a few days. She setup camp beside a small grove of trees and set to work starting a fire to cook the fish she had purchased. As she finished her meal she heard a crack of a twig behind her. She turned to see what it was in time to see a fist suddenly headed toward her. Taken by surprised it met her cheek hard and sent her plowing into the ground. White flashed across her vision as her head spun from the blow. She threw her hands out to try and grapple with whatever had hit her, only to have them grabbed and pushed hard to the ground to either side. She felt something weigh on her chest, and forced her tearing eyes to open to see a human kneeling on her chest pinning her arms down.

It was the clerk that had been watching her but he was not alone, two others stood grinning down at the captive feline with grins that she recognized readily as the grins of those planning to harm her. Her ears flattened to her head, as she struggled against the one holding her futilely.

"Let me go." She pleaded, though she knew if they had an ounce of morals they would not be out here pestering her when the could get a more willing feline elsewhere.

"Shutup." The one holding her said, shifting his hand to his pants to undo the belt around them and wrap it around her muzzle tightening it quite hard causing her to wince. "Your kind enjoys this and we both know it."

She hated that generalization, all humans seemed to think her kind simply loved sex, whether it was willing or not. She struggled a bit more before receiving another blow across the maw, and she finally gave up trying to get away for the moment. The one holding her shifted to glance at his accomplices. "Grab her arms and drag her over there." He said nodding his head toward one of the trees. The two others complied, each taking an arm and dragging their prey to the tree.

The ground scraped at her limbs and pulled her skirt down a bit. One of the other men took their belt off and tied it around one wrist, and then pulled it around the tree and tied the other end to the other wrist, tying her to the tree, so that she could not use her hands to fight them. Her tail had been pinned beneath her weight. Once they had her tied, they wasted little time in exploring their conquest.

Human hands ran up and down her sleek spotted fur, slipping under her shirt to roughly grip at her breast causing her eyes to tear and her to emit a pained cry from beneath her muzzle. A knife was used to cut away her skirt, and shirt. She wore no underclothing so once they had done this she was fully exposed to them. One of their hands found its way to her lower regions and slipped rudely between her lips diving mercilessly into her. She heard one of them laugh cruelly. "Just like I thought, a slut like all of them."

She knew they were referring to the fact that she was not a virgin, but that had not been her choice. The words stung anyway, drudging up the familiar worthless feelings that had plagued her so long. She shutdown as they began to amuse themselves with her. She only vaguely felt as the first of them pried her legs apart and shafted themselves inside her. The thrust that followed did not draw her out of her brooding. Yet again she was at the human's mercy, or lack there of.

Her lack of response didn't really bother the dark haired man violating her, but he slammed into her all the more roughly to try and get a response from her. He amused in her wetness, "Oh she's enjoying this." He commented in a half grunt, half word type of sound.

What angered her most about it was that, despite her utter contempt of what they were doing, her body was reacting. And there was nothing she could do to stop it. As the human continued to violate her the pleasure built, pleasure she did not want. Pleasure she would not grant them, closing her eyes she fought the feelings. It was not too long before the first of her rapist thrust hard into her, and she felt the jerk and warmth of the liquid flowing into her.

A moment later he pulled out of her, moving to get his pants back on as a blond headed man slipped between the feline's legs and slapped her belly hard causing her to jump and her eyes to open and narrow on him. The man laughed at her reaction, "Stop pretending, we know you are enjoying yourself, your body doesn't lie." He said, running his hand along her wetness.

She closed her eyes again as he lined himself up and plunged into her. After the first rude entrance this one didn't register much, she barely felt him thrusting into her. He finished off quickly, and moved out of the way to allow the third of them to take his place between her legs. This one was large in build and bald, but he had little interest in the sloppy seconds left by his counter parts. "Hey, help me with this." He called to his partners in crime. "Turn her to her hands and knees." He said with a pleased sound in his voice. Three sets of hands hoisted her around to lay on her belly which crossed her bound arms painfully. Her rear end was dragged upward, into the air, while her front end remained on the ground. The position was uncomfortable to say the least.

The bald head man ran his hands roughly up and down her nude rump, and then up her back, pulling her upward to push her back into his chest, and squeezed her breast hard enough to make her cry out. Her tail curled downward over her privates, in some sort of sad attempt to ward him off. She could feel his manhood hard and erect pressing against her, and for a brief moment she struggled against his tight hold until he released her letting her fall back to the ground and knock the wind out of her. Quickly he hiked her back end up again, harshly pulled her tail to the side, and placed his tip to push against her ass savoring the sudden tenseness and squeak she made as she realized his intended entrance. He only gave her that moment of clarity though, before her gripped her hips hard and pushed past her tense muscles entering her tailhole with little gentleness.

The pain that suddenly ripped through her thankfully ripped away any pleasure she had been previously experiencing. This was not the first time she had been taken this way, but it always hurt like hell. She tried to cry out against her muzzle but all that left her was a small squeak as her head hit the tree's trunk with each thrust of the man whom was making quite a show of pulling all the way out but for his tip and then slamming into her so hard that his balls bounced across her sex. The result was a steady thump smack, that kept on for what seemed to her forever. She felt the wetness of blood dribbling down her legs as the man continued to use her. Then finally, he pushed himself all the way in once more, and the warm liquid was released within her.

The man then pulled out of her laughing as she fell to her side, her arms held now at a purely unnatural angle. She opened her eyes after a few minutes of them not bothering her to see them finishing getting dressed. The one that had tied his belt around her muzzle moved to her face and removed the belt. But none moved to untie her arms, and after a moment they began to walk away, her ears went flat. "Wait..." She called, "What... about me?" She asked pleadingly.

The bald man laughed at her, "I am sure someone will be along to collect you." He said, before the turned and walked back to the village heedless of her calls to them. Her ears were flat, left out there bound and nude she was at the mercy of anything that might wander past. If it wasn't some hungry animal it would be some sexually deprived human... or worse a Bondage Bringer.

She scanned as far as she could see in the darkness of the evening, the moon was not out today but her night vision was good enough and the fire was still thankfully burning. But it was both a gift and a curse, the flames would surely alert things to her presence. But if they went out... she might freeze to death.

She did not have a long wait however, not even two hours after the men left her, as the fire was dwindling to embers, what sounded like a carriage paused nearby. A moment later she was being looked over by a group of men... and she knew they were Bondage Bringers. Her heart dropped, she had left home for a better life... now she was going to end up in a worse one. A slave...

They wasted little time , untying her from the tree and placing chains and a collar around her neck and throwing her into their carriage with their other captives. It was a very bad next two weeks as the carriage made its way to the auction. She was frequently hauled out as entertainment to her capturers. By the time she reached the auction house she was dirtied, starved, and had stopped putting up any fight, resolved to her fate. She sat there deftly as she was bathed, and then placed up nude before hundreds of people to be sold. She barely heard the words representing the amounts being offered for her.

She didn't really notice what she sold for or whom had purchased her as she was loaded into another wagon, along with several other creatures one of whom was winged. She was out of it up until her tail was used to yank her from the cage and throw her to the ground outside it. She glanced up at the one whom had grabbed her, and realized it was a demon.

She obeyed as it order her and the others into the large manor and down the spiraling stairway, trying to avoid the hounds that were crowding her and the others, trying to slip their disgusting tongues and muzzles into their privates. As she entered the room and saw the chains, bed, cages, and realized... this was it. She was a slave now... to be abused and used however these cruel creatures wished. Her body shivered and exhaustion finally claimed her. Blackness clouded her vision and she was aware only of a sharp jolt and then nothing as she fainted.