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I open my eyes slowly to see a panel of blinking light filling most of my field of vision. I find myself inside a glass tank suspended in a gel-like liquid, various wires are attached to my head and a breathing mask over my muzzle. I was completely naked. The tank is in a dark room with a hum of machinery around me. I am very dreary and cannot remember how I ended up here.

The panel in front of me parts and I see a doe standing there with a lab coat on and a metal clipboard in hand. She reaches beside my tank and presses a button. The liquid inside my tank starts to drain. After a few seconds it is completely drained and I am hanging by some restraints inside the tank. The tank's glass front rotates opening up to the chilly air of the dark room.

A large panther and large bear dressed in scrubs walk over to me. They start to remove my restraints and the wires attached to me. I almost collapse as my restraints are off. The bear picks me up and sets me on a chair in front of the doe.

"Hello", says the doe. "Can you tell me what your name is?"

I shake my head still fuzzy from waking up, "No."

She starts to write on her clipboard, "What is your favorite color?"

I start to panic, how can I not remember my name nor my favorite color? "No." I responded. "What's happened to me?"

"It's quite alright. You are here to be rehabilitated." She continued to write on her clipboard. She then looked up at the large men behind me. "Take him away." She instructed.

Both the large men took me and guided me out of the room into a long bright white hallway. They followed close behind me, one of each side, each with a hand on my shoulders. A seemingly random door, they stopped and turned me to the door. We entered the next room which was like a square gym locker room. One corner had a series of metal lockers, another corner had sinks and mirrors, another had lines of toilets, and the closest corner was open showers. Between the lockers and showers were a line of blow dryers. The men took me over to one of the showers.

The panther spoke up, reaching up and pointing at the dispensers on the shower wall. "This is shampoo and this is conditioner. Now, take a shower and clean yourself up." I turned on the water and let it soak into my fur. The liquid from inside the vat began to melt away from my body. After a minute of rinsing I began to run shampoo through my body. My body was thin and I had a little extra skin in some places. Maybe I used to be bigger, I thought to myself. I continued to shower and finished. The large men took my shoulders into their hands again and walked me over to the blow dryer. It started automatically when I stepped onto the pressure plate on the ground. Warm air circulated around me and in a matter of a couple minutes I was dry. The men then led me to the locker area. The panther pointed at a locker on the top row with number '47' on it. He spoke up, "Here is your number and locker. You are number 47. Inside you will find deodorant, a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair brush, a manicure kit, and other toiletries. Each day when you wake up you will come in here and brush your teeth. Then trim your nails. Then shit and piss. After that you will take a shower. Once done, you will dry off, apply your deodorant then return to the room next to us" he said pointing at a door in the corner of the locker area.

They took me into the same room the panther pointed at. He walked over to a cabinet and opened the door and removed something. The bear grabbed my hands and held them behind my back. The panther returned and knelt down in front of me. He grabbed my sheath and balls and was doing something with them.

"What are you doing?" I asked as I looked down at him.

He gave my sheath and balls a hard tug making me wince. "You are here to be rehabilitated into a slave." he said bluntly. "Your parents had a sizable debt and sold you to us to pay off part of that debt. You are to remain in this facility until you are trained as a house servant and then will be sold." He stood up after and I looked down, my sheath was now in a metal cage. "You will learn to be obedient number 47. We will correct you if you ever step out of line. First rule you will learn right now is that you will not speak unless spoken to. Is that clear?"

I looked at him in aghast, "what do you mean I'm to be a slave?" He then reached down and tugged harder than before on my caged sheath. My eyes began to water.

"What was that number 47?"

"I understand," I stated gulping.

"You will also refer to anyone above you as sir or ma'am. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir." meekly I replied.

He gave another tug to my cage. "What was that?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Good. Now stand still." He put a collar around my neck with a metal plate with my number on it. "Now follow us to your room."

They guided me from the room down a hall. On each side of the hall were barred roomed, each filled with furs naked and in chastity cages and collars. They brought me down towards the end of the hall to a cage numbered 47. They pushed me in and closed the door. There was a mattress on one side, on the other a sink with a soap bar on it, a towel and a toilet. There was a window to the outside at the top of the cell, however it was too high to see out of and the window was dark. The panther spoke up again from the other side of the bars.

"Socialization is strictly forbidden. Each and every day you will follow a strictly scheduled routine. You will abide by it or suffer the consequences. Get a good night's sleep tonight, you won't want to be tired tomorrow." With that he left.

I looked across the way and saw a plump panda sitting on a bed looking at the wall across from him. In a diagonal room, there was a very sad looking fennec fox looking around like I was. I decided to sit there and just watch for the next few hours with nothing better to do. During those few hours, I watched as six other large men in scrubs came in with another three naked fur in tow. I heard two others in cells talking. Not long after two of the scrub wearing men came in with nightsticks. I heard the cells unlock, then screams of pain filled the cell block. The cell doors closed, and the men walked back, with blood glistening on their nightsticks, and blood splatters on their scrubs. I remained silent the rest of the night. The lights went out sometime after. I laid down and tried to sleep but the thoughts of what would happen to me here kept me awake.

I don't know how many hours had gone by, but suddenly the lights were turned on, and the cells were unlocked. The windows were still dark so it must have been early in the morning hours. I got up, sore and fatigued from not sleeping. I walked out into the hall and saw many others doing the same. They were all heading to the locker room through the large room. I followed suit.

I passed some of the cells and the furs in them weren't budging from their beds. As I reached the end of the hall to the entrance to the next room, six large men with nightsticks stood watch. Suddenly, the doors to cells began to close. One of two of the furs managed to sneak into the hallway, before their cell doors completely closed. I went over to my locker and began to gather my things and do as I was instructed to do the night before. I hear yelling and screaming coming from the cell block corridor. I brushed my teeth, and then trimmed my nails. Went over to use the toilet. From there I saw bruised and beaten furs being dragged into the locker room. I took my shower then proceeded into the previous room next to the cell blocks. There were numbers painted on the floor. They instructed us to go stand on top of our numbers and stay. Soon, everyone was clean and standing on their numbers. The guards walked around inspecting everyone, asking naked furs to put out their hands in front of them. Some of them got their hands crushed by a nightstick and were instructed to go back into the locker room and trim their nails then return. Once that was done, we formed a line and went into a cafeteria. We got our meals, sat down and ate. There was a bell signaling the end of the meal. We then were pushed outside and made to run laps around the perimeter. Another bell sounded and we were brought into a different area where we were instructed to clean and polish shoes. Then another bell, another activity, so on and so on throughout the day.

I lost count of how many days this lasted. Some of the others tried to talk to one another and were severely beaten. Each and every day was the same, more instruction, more tasks, more beatings. The beatings eventually became less and less as everyone started to obey all the rules. One day it all stopped though. After the morning ritual of grooming and bathing. We stood on our numbers. We were then instructed that today we would be going to new homes and were led down a hallway to a dark metal container. We were shoved and packed into the container only to have it close on us.

Without any warning it began to move and many of us fell down. We waited inside the moving container for several hours. One arrived at our destination, the metal container came to a sudden stop and a loud metal clang rang out. Soon, the container opened and we were sorted down different hallways. I ended up with nine others from the rehab center in a dark room. We were lined up, with the guards switching our positions in line. A door opened and a stage with a bright light in the middle was revealed. An announcer commenced speaking.

"Here today is the top ten slaves from Rehab center number 23. Starting bids will start at $40,000. Each slave will be present in order of their overall score from the rehab center. To start we have number 32, ocelot, age 19, 136 pounds, 5 foot 6." The ocelot at the front of the line was brought out into the center of the stage. After a few minutes the ocelot was led off stage through another door. I was now 6th in line so I must have been the 7th top scoring slave at the facility, and had to wait for the rest of the line to be auctioned off. Soon it was my turn.

"Here is number 47, wolf, age 21, 150 pounds, 5 foot 11." was announced as I was led to the middle of the stage. There was a camera in front of me and what looked like an old theater. A bunch of dark booths you couldn't see into, just the edges of the booths drapery. My silver fur was alight in the stage lights. I stood there for several minutes not knowing what to do. One of the guards came over and led me off stage through the other door. My hands were inserted into handcuffs that were attached to my chastity cage. A document folder was clipped to my collar and I was then placed into a pod with a single chair inside. The door closed on the pod and it started moving.

The pod has no windows, I had no idea where I was going. It stopped and settled down. The front of the pod opened, and it tilted forward, expelling me from the pod. I fell a couple feet onto the cement below. I looked up and a bull was reaching down to me.

He had a smile on his red furred face. He had long horns extruding from both sides of his head. He picked me up and said, "Welcome to my home. I am your new master. Do you have a name?"

"I don't remember my name, sir. I was only called 47 at the center." I replied.

"Well then, I will have to think of one for you. Now, if you would please follow me inside." He gestured to the large skyscraper building behind him. I followed him inside and into the elevator in the lobby. The lobby was covered in marble and granite, with lush red carpets and large red drapes. Inside the elevator he clicked on floor 76. The doors closed and the elevator started to move. "Here, let me take that from you." my master said as he unclipped the documents from my collar. He opened up the folder and slid a pair of keys out of the folder. I looked my new master up and down. He was taller than me, and well built. A thick chest, powerful arms and legs that bulged in his dress shirt and trousers. He was heavier than me, with a little gut cushioning his stomach. He saw me staring and smiled at me. I quickly looked away.

The elevator came to a stop and he led me out into his penthouse suite. We stepped out onto more marble flooring. His hooves clacking on the marble floor. He took one of the keys and undid my handcuffs. He then took off my collar. He smiled at me and said, "Welcome home."

"Thank you, master." I responded not knowing what I would be doing for the rest of my life.

"Please follow me and I will show you your new home." He motioned to the right, "this is the kitchen. Through those doors there is a half bath. The pantry is in that corner. As you can see, that is the dining area. There is my personal bar for entertaining guests. That is the sitting area. Follow me down here." He led me to the left down a hallway and explained the rooms as we passed. "This is the entertainment room. Here is a second bath, next is my office. Here is the guest bedroom. Here is my bedroom." He walked into the bedroom with me in tow. "Through there is my bathroom and yours. This is my closet, and that room there will be your bedroom." I looked into the room and saw a small bed, small bedside table, and a hanger rod on one wall.

"Now, come with me into the living room, and we can discuss what your duties will be." I nodded and followed him into the living room. I stood by as he took a seat on a couch. "Please, sit down, I want you to be comfortable here."

"I really shouldn't master, I am here to serve you." I replied.

"Well, if that is how you feel." my master paused for a moment. "Alright, each day I want you to clean the bathrooms if they have been used the day prior. The kitchen should be cleaned every day. Vacuum the carpets at least once a week, mop the entryway, kitchen and dining areas at least once a week or sooner if they look dirty. The cleaning supplies and laundry machines are in the hallway closet. Do laundry every two days, maybe more depending on circumstances. I want the bed sheets cleaned once a week or when needed." He looked up at me and then asked "Do you want me to write this down for you?"

"No, sir, I think I can remember that, sir."

"Alright, I am sure you will get into the swing of things as time goes on." he said as he got up and walked over to me. He gave me a quick sniff. "First, I want you to go shower. Feel free to use any of my products. You smell like industrial cheap soap. Once you are done, please mop and clean the kitchen and bathrooms."

I looked down and blushed. "Sorry I smell bad. I will do as you command."

He reached out and lifted my head to meet me eye to eye. "I didn't mean to insult you, I just want you to smell nice."

I had a hard time meeting his gaze and quickly turned around. I went into his master bedroom and into his bathroom. I turned on the shower and got in. He had many different products I'd never seen before. I tentatively picked up one shampoo and popped the top. It smelled sweet like fruit that I'd never had before. As I was sniffing it, he walked in.

"Here I brought you a towel. That is a papaya shampoo, please feel free to us it." I turned around swiftly to look at him through the glass door startled.

"Okay sir" I said meekly not expecting him to be there.

"You don't need to call me sir all the time. Only when I have guests over is it really required."

"Okay sir" I replied and he shook his head slightly.

"When you are done with your chores, come to my office. I will be there working." He said and left me to my own devices.

I finished the shower, and started to work doing my chores. It took some time to do everything and eventually finished up. I walked into my master's office, seeing the inside for the first time. It had built-in shelves around the office stuffed with books. There was a window looking out over a nearby park. My master was sitting at a large desk with multiple computer monitors on it.

My master spoke up "So, are you done with your chores?" he asked. Making me jump. I nodded. "When you have spare time you may read any of the books on the shelves that you wish. I saw you eyeing them." I blushed and nodded my head again. "I have one more thing to talk to you about. This isn't something you have to agree to." Again I nodded my head. "Well, you see, my work is dealing in the stock market, are you familiar with stocks?"

"No, sir."

"Okay, well to explain it simply, large companies take part of their ownership of their company and sell it, in the form of stocks. People who buy those stocks either buy them to make money or make bets that the stocks will fall. It can be a very tricky business and takes a lot of concentration to keep up with it. Do you understand, pet?"

I blushed and nodded my head, "Yes sir."

"Well, I usually am sitting here all day, watching stocks go up and down or doing research into companies and businesses. It can be quite stressful." He looked at me, and I nodded. "Well, buying you was also like buying stocks, I am hoping to get a great return from buying you." He paused for a moment. "Here's what I'd like to propose. I want you to take care of our home, but I also want more from you. When I saw you up for auction I was very attracted to you. That was a major reason for buying you. I swear to you that I will never do something that will hurt you or make you uncomfortable. Do you understand what I am getting at?"

I was bewildered. What else did he want from me? "I don't think so, sir."

"I told you you don't need to call me sir pet. I still need to come up with a name for you. What I mean to say is, I'd like you also as a lover."

"I don't know what that would consist of."

"Well we can start slow and see if you like it. If you don't, then that is fine. I won't get rid of you as long as you do your chores around the house. So don't feel the need to try and force yourself to do it."

I nodded my head again.

"Would you like to try something now?" He asked.

I blushed and thought for a moment. "I guess so, sir."

My master smiled and shook his head slightly. I watched his horns move side to side. "Alright, then come over here and sit down on your hands and knees." He said while gesturing beside him. I walked over and sat down. He turned in his chair towards me. "Now, unbutton my shirt and take off my pants. Leave the underwear on."

I took in a deep breath and shakily reached up and started to unbutton his shirt. As more and more of his chest was exposed I could feel my cock starting to throb in my chastity cage. I'd not once gotten off in the months of my training. My master had thick red fur with white freckles in it. His pecs were strong and jutted from his chest. He had two dark red nipples that stood out slightly from his pecs. As I continued down over his stomach, it was large and mostly flat. Just a few extra pounds cushioning his inner gut. There was a thicker trail of hair that started at his navel and proceeded down to his trousers.

"Like what you see?" my master asked. I could only blush and nod my head. My hands opened up the shirt fully, then I reached for the button on his trousers. I undid the button, then unzipped the fly. My master raised himself from the chair slightly as I pulled down his pants and off his legs. He was wearing a jockstrap that was bulging with how much he was packing. I could smell the musk leaking off of him now. Deep and earthly making my nostrils flare and my cock throb more. "Good, now I want you to rub your hands up my thighs. Rub your muzzle into my crotch. Breath me in and lick my cock balls through my underwear." I did as instructed. My hands rubbed the insides of his thighs and my muzzle went directly to the source of his musk. I nuzzled his package and it started to swell under the jockstrap. My master let out a moan of approval and I blushed again. I could feel my master's shaft start to get rigid under the containing cloth. "Yeah, just like that." my master moaned to me. I stuck out my tongue and began to lap at the large orbs contained within the jockstrap. My hands crept up his thighs and onto his hips, grasping at the jockstrap. "Go ahead." my master commanded. I pulled down the jockstrap and was slapped in the muzzle by the thick pink colored shaft spilling out of his sheath. I continued to lick his large heavy orbs. I could taste his natural musk on my tongue and my sheath yet again throbbed causing me discomfort in my cage. His hand fell on top of my head and rubbed my muzzle into the crevice between his sac and leg. Guiding me while my tongue constantly lapping at him trying to get all the wonderful taste and smell I could from my master. Soon I was licking up his shaft and into the pocket of his sheath. Pre began to roll down his aching shaft pooling in his sheath. It was a bitter and sweet taste that I couldn't get enough of. My master was moaning above me, with his other free hand he was teasing one of his nipples. I reached up with my hands and took over. Feeling his unyielding pecs and soft nipples. Giving his nipples gentle squeezes made my master moan more. He took my head into both hands and guided me to the tip of his cock. Taking long steady thrusts of his hips, he drove his cock into my mouth. Splashes of pre hitting my tongue as I licked and sucked on my master's cock.

My master's hips started to speed up in their thrusting and he moaned out. "Pet, I am about to cum. Make sure you swallow all of my seed. I don't want there to be a mess." He huffed a few more times then slammed my head down to his groin cock going down my throat. He let out a long moo and I felt his cock spasm. The next thing I felt was a rush of liquid enter my throat and start to overspill into my mouth. I quickly started to swallow all that I could but it was just too much for me. My mouth filled and some fell out. Several seconds when by and a few more spasms till he released my head from his grip. I pulled off and gasped for air. "Sorry for being so rough with you, for your first time." My master said sheepishly at me, blushing.

"I'm sorry master, I made a mess." I said looking down. My master had cum and drool on his shaft and groin. "Well, it looks like you will have to clean it up with your mouth." My master replied. I leaned down and lapped up everything that had spilled. I didn't mind the taste of it. Just like I didn't mind the smell of my master. It was pleasant and I don't think I would mind in the future helping my master this way. When I was done, I was about to stand up but my master stopped me.

He reached out his hands and cupped my head. He leaned down and kissed me. I didn't know what my master was doing. I opened my mouth to speak when you went in for another. This time he stuck his tongue inside my mouth. I liked the feeling as his tongue wrestled with mine. He pulled back after and said, "Thank you pet. That was really great." He licked his lips and continued. "You taste really good." Then gave me a quick sniff "And smell really good too."

I just sat there blushing. "Thank you, master." I quickly got up and started to head into another room. What was this I was feeling? My thoughts were derailed when my master cleared his throat and spoke.

"You don't have any more chores today, pet, besides cooking something for dinner." I turned and nodded. "You can borrow any of these books to read, sleep, or whatever else you would like to do till then." I nodded and left the room.

I went into my bedroom and sat on the bed pondering for the next few hours of what had happened. What was I feeling? What else could happen in the future.