Captured
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Captured
As a member of the Catsean race I'd reached my majority and was looking forward to having a mate. At five feet tall I was small for my race as females went. Wildwind had already approached my parents with an offer of bonding which pleased me. I'd had a crush on the striking Catsean warrior for some time. I'd always hoped he would come to my parents. On this day I was traveling with my intended and some of my brothers and his to escort me to Wildwind's home den so his parents could approve of our bonding. I was nervous about meeting his family I hoped I could convince them that I loved the Catsean warrior and would work hard as his mate. Fretting over the meeting, I checked my ceremonial dress wanting everything to look the best. As catgirls went I was told my fur was a pleasing color with nice contrast of brown on white. My tail was a good length and my eyes a nice color of amber. Wildwind saw the look in my worried eyes and came to me.
"You have nothing to fear, Cattra," he said, softly stroking my furry neck. "My parents are going to see you as the treasure I do... I'm sure they're going to approve of you as my mate."
"I hope so, Wildwind," I said, shivering with his soft touch. "I'll work hard to impress them so they'll know I'm a good mate..."
"I'm sure you're going to do just fine, my intended," he said. Turning to join the other males a howl split the air bringing terror to all of us. The attack was fast and strong killing my brother and one of Wildwind's brothers.
"Run, Cattra," my eldest brother yelled, while I was frozen in my terror. "We'll hold them for as long as we can... Run..." Watching Wildwind cut down by a wolfin warrior, I turned and fled. As a Catsean, I was swift on my feet. Desperately, I looked for a tree that was large enough to offer protection. Sounds of my pursuers kept me running. The howl sounded again declaring victory which meant my brothers, Wildwind and his brothers were all dead. Just as I spotted a tree that would work one of the wolfin warriors threw leg ropes to wrap around my legs taking me from my feet. I sprawled in the leaves and dirt of the forest floor. The wolf warriors surrounded me, all grinning in a way that made my stomach sick. They were several feet taller than me towering over me.
"Such a sweet looking catgirl," one said, others with blood on them coming up to where we were.
"She's sure to bring a fine price on the slave block," another said, but it was too much to hope that I'd be left 'untouched' by the beasts. The largest of the hunting pack stepped forward to glare down at me.
"On your feet, catgirl," he ordered, making me struggle to my feet. "You look quite pleasing, girl... You 'will' make us some gold from your sale. Bind her well... We don't want this slave girl fleeing us." Bound wrists and ankles, I found myself tossed over the shoulder of one of the warriors and taken deep into the forest, the home of the Wolfar people. There would be no escape for me. I knew this with a sick heart.
Tears dripped from my furry cheeks as my capturers moved at a fast pace to cover many miles. With each mile gone by I knew I wouldn't see my family ever again. The wolfin pack around me let out with a howl to let the rest of their people know they were approaching with a catch. I knew the howls of the wolf people from my brother who had spoken at length with a wolfin slave. My brother had taught me on the chance that I might need to know at some point in my life. I tried not to think about the fate of a slave. It concerned me more that I was going to be dishonored by one of these brutes. The pack entered a tribe of Wolfar to some excitement looking at me trembling on the shoulder of the warrior. I was dropped to the ground in the center of the wolfin. Young and old were smiling down at me with great interest and great amusement. The Alpha male of the tribe came forward to smile down at me taking in my garb.
"You were on your way to a bonding ritual, catgirl," he said, a soft nod coming from me. "Are you pure in body?" He didn't really have to ask the question if he truly knew the ways of my people. I nodded my head unwilling to speak it to these beasts. He wasn't satisfied with my answer and small resistance. He caught me by the front of my robe to slap me hard on my face, my face burning from the blow. "Answer me properly, slave girl..."
"Yes, Master, I'm pure of body," I said, a soft note of resignation in my voice in full knowledge of what I thought would come next. He dropped me to the ground once more then looked around at his eager males.
"I will auction her first use," the alpha said, dread racing down my spine at his words. Cheers went around the males as they gathered closer, excitement in their brown yellow eyes. The bidding started but half way through my auction I was ordered to disrobe. I did so though I tried to keep my breasts and sex covered from their dark eyes. This attempt at modesty brought laughter from my captors. In response, the Alpha caught my wrists in his strong grip then lifted me from the ground to dangle in front of his 'hungry' males. Tears ran down my cheeks as the bidding kept going higher till the final bid was made.
"Her first use is yours, Darkmoon," the Alpha announced, tossing me to the feet of the winning wolfin. The wolf man tossed the Alpha a small pouch I assumed the gold was in. Catching my arm in a tight grip, the winner dragged me deeper into their village to a fate I'd known was coming.
Softly, I cried though I didn't beg for mercy from this animal. I knew I wouldn't get it and didn't want to shame myself by such an act. He took me into one of their huts and tossed me on his sleeping furs. Dread shown on my face when my buyer took off his loincloth to reveal his large maleness to me. Gasping in fear, I scooted back as he came toward me. He knelt down at the edge of his sleeping furs to look deep in my eyes. I was shocked to see comfort in his powerful eyes.
"You have a sweet body, catgirl," he said, though he made no more attempt to approach me. "I want you to listen close to my words... You are a slave now. This taking is going to happen. You have no choice in this matter. It is up to you to decide if it will painful or pleasurable. Do as I command and I'll take you with kindness and gentleness... Resist me and I will take you with force and it will be pain like you've never dreamed of. Is this clear to you, slave girl?"
"Yes, Master," I said, knowing his words were true. I didn't have a choice in this situation. Though it shamed me I was willing to do as he bid if he would be kind and gentle with my first taking. He got up onto the sleeping furs to lie down then held his hand out to me. Only hesitating for a moment in my fear, I forced myself to go to his side to lie at his side. It was an interesting thing to me to see how much bigger my user was compared to me. Softly, the wolfin stroked my neck comforting me to my surprise. He did seem to be a kind wolf man for the limited exposure I'd had to his race. His strong hand moved to caress my pert breast bringing me a gasp. I trembled but I didn't pull away as I didn't want to anger him. Nodding his head in satisfaction, his hands got bolder moving over my petite body. His maleness bloomed to full erection making my eyes go wide at the size of it. He saw the fear in my eyes stroking my neck again to comfort me.
"Don't fear, catgirl," he said, in a kind voice that was reassuring in this situation. "I'll prepare you well for your taking." I had no idea what he meant but I fought down my fear to keep from angering him. His hand went down to my thigh making me flinch a little yet I didn't push his hand away or resist in any way. He tapped lightly on my inner thigh and I spread my legs at the silent command. His hand explored my sex stroking and caressing lighting a bit of fire in me. It felt good the way he was touching me. Again nodding his head in satisfaction, the wolfin's hand left my sex moist and tingling.
"It's time for you to get accustom to a wolfin's maleness, slave girl," he said, my heart skipping a beat. Of course, I had to agree with this wolf man. I was sure to see more of their maleness' in my life as a slave. "Move to my waist..." Quickly, I moved to kneel at the waist of this warrior. It was hard for me to look at his pulsing phallus but my eyes kept stealing glances at it knowing no male of the Catsean would have such a large maleness.
"Look at it, slave girl," he said, commanding my eyes to gaze on the sight of it. "Study it well... You'll see many more in your lifetime as a slave. Don't fear my maleness... I want you to touch it as you look at it." Slowly, my trembling hands reached out to touch the thick sex organ. It was hotter than I expected pulsing as though it had its own life.
"Oh..." I gasped when it actually seemed to move in my hands. I wanted to pull my hands away but I knew I had to continue to learn about the maleness before me. My user gave a soft chuckle.
"Taste it," he commanded, my eyes going wide for a moment. Reluctantly, I leaned down to softly lick his erection. It didn't taste as bad as I expected. At his urging, I opened my mouth as wide as I could so I could take him phallus into my mouth. There was a salty juice leaking from a slit in the top of his maleness. Careful not to bite him, I sucked on his member for a short while then went back to licking it with my soft tongue. Darkmoon moaned softly, his hand resting lightly on my back as I worked to please him. His next command was a bit distressing. He wanted me to press my face against his musky seedpods. He wanted me to remember the scent of a wolfin's maleness. After a moment of hesitation, I got between his strong thighs and pressed my face against his seedpods as commanded. It was a scent I'd ever forget though again not as horrifying I'd I have thought. He made me press several kissed on him and even licked it a little. Once he was satisfied of his 'lesson', the wolf man had me go back to his maleness. I went back to licking and stroking the length of his erection. I wrapped my small mouth around his large member to start sucking again. While I sucked on him, he had me stroke the length of his sex organ. I felt his thighs move a little as I did as he commanded. In a few moments, he gave a deep groan and some sort of liquid started to squirt out. Startled, I started to pull my mouth away when the wolfin gave a soft growl to show his displeasure.
"Drink deeply, slave girl," he commanded so I started swallowing the thick salty tasting juice. "Don't spill a drop..." The throbbing felt like it was never going to end. It was a great relief when the male milk stopped shooting out. Frightened that I'd angered him, I cringed between his thighs waiting for him to act.
"I-I'm sorry I started to pull away, Master," I said, knowing that I was begging for mercy with little hope that I'd get it. "I was just surprised when..." He gave a soft chuckle then held his hand out to me. Like a flash I went to lie at his side once more.
"As this is the first time you've pleasured a male with your mouth I will forgive you, kitten," he said, though he did raise my chin so I would look into his stern eyes. "You must never pull away from a male when he releases his cream. You must drink it all without spilling a drop as it shall be sacred to you from this day forward. Do you understand, slave girl?"
"Yes, Master," I said, a shiver working its way down my spine at the thought a wolfin male's cream was to be 'sacred' to me from this day forward. Nodding his head, the wolfin relaxed for several moments, his hand softly stroking my thigh.
"I believe it's time for me to 'taste' you, sweet catgirl," he said, my eyes going a little wide as I'd never heard of such a thing among my own people. He simply pulled me up and got between my trembling thighs. Easily, he caught my slim hips in a firm grip to lift my sex to his mouth. The first pass of his tongue against my sex made me moan softly and wiggle a little. Chuckling in amusement, Darkmoon started licking my small sex firmly. The sensations were incredible to me. It felt like no other pleasure ever had fueling the fire that had started in my belly. My groans filled the hut as my user licked the sensitive knot that all catgirls had in their sexes. He lifted his head for a moment to smile down at the look in my eyes.
"Pinch and roll your nipples, kitten," he commanded and I obeyed without hesitation. With a nod of his head, the wolf man went back to licking my sex. The stimulation to my nipples increased the pleasure I was feeling. In a few moments, my back arched as a wave of the most intense pleasure I'd ever dreamed of shook my body. My cries were loud as I felt my honey being licked up by the wolfin. He released my hips and let me lie on the furs once more. He came up to take me into his arms. He licked my muzzle softly getting me to respond by licking his muzzle in a soft and submissive gesture. He gave me a smile of approval at my reaction to this new pleasure he had given me.
"That was like nothing I'd ever imagined, Master," I said, wondering in a little way why the males of my race didn't know to do these things the wolfin was showing me.
"Are you ready to receive me, kitten?" he asked, and I knew what he meant. I was still a little afraid but after what I'd been shown I knew I was ready for him.
"Yes, Master, I'm ready," I said, a little excited by this coupling with the one who was showing me such pleasures. He moved back a bit so I could roll over and get on my hands and knees. He positioned his larger body over my body. I felt his maleness rub against my sex making me moan softly in desire. With a firm thrust, Darkmoon took my purity from me. It was a moment of pain but as he pushed his length into my body the pain started to fade. I trembled beneath him knowing I'd be a slave from this day forward. There was no going back to my people after this act. He started out gently thrusting into my body letting my passage adjust to his huge phallus. Groaning, I pressed my back to his chest getting a soft growl from him. I knew this wasn't a 'displeasure' growl but one of passion. Some instinct in me had me flex my hips as my back rubbed against his panting chest. I wanted him to go faster to show me the strength and passion of a wolfin. Softly, I purred up to him to entice him. Rumbling a deep growl, the wolf man bit down on the back of my neck in a firm hold. He was showing his domination over me and it made my sex tingle in pleasure. He sped his thrusting harder and faster as the pleasure started building in my belly again. Groaning in desire, I rubbed my tail against his stomach in a soft teasing caress. This brought another growl of desire from my user. He thrust into my body with heat and passion. As he reached his peak, I did as well. My cry mixed with his howl to shake the walls of his hut. Still throbbing in my tight sex, Darkmoon didn't release my neck till his softening length slipped out of my body. His cream dripped down from my small sex making him grin at the mess I was making. Smiling down at me, my user put his loincloth back on then caught my arm in a firm grip to drag me out of his hut.
Dragging me back to where the Alpha was standing, Darkmoon tossed me to the feet of his tribal leader. The Alpha looked down at the mess coming from my sex with a chuckle of amusement.
"Did she resist you, brother?" he asked, as I trembled at his feet.
"No, Alpha, she didn't resist in any way," my user said, smiling down at the look in my eyes. "She's quite sweet and eager to please. She needs some training but she'll make one of the packs' a sweet slave." My eyes widened a little at the idea that I was to belong to a 'pack' but it wasn't my choice so I was determined to work hard to please my owners. For this sale only the alphas of the packs were bidding. It saddened me to see Darkmoon wasn't one of the bidders. Taking my wrists in a firm grip, the leader of these wolf packs held me off the ground once more. There was still some of my user's cream dripping from my body but this seemed to entice the wolfin males. The bidding started high to my surprise and climbed from there. The pack alphas were definitely glaring at each other when one bidder finally made an offer the others couldn't match.
"Sold to Stormchaser and the Night Stalker pack," the leader said, a few soft growls going around the other wolfins. Tossing me to the feet of my buyer, my new owner tossed a rather large pouch to his tribal Alpha then picked me up to toss over his shoulder. I was nervous about meeting my 'owners' but I hoped they'd be as kind as Darkmoon if I submitted to them as I had him. His pack was waiting at their den with great anticipation in their eyes. When they saw me over the shoulder of their pack leader cheers went around the pack of ten. My eyes took in all of them with a bit of fear but I was resolute to serve them well. Their alpha dropped me in the center of the den. My new owners gathered around me to see me trembling in fear.
"Did Darkmoon show you the pleasures of your duties with us, slave girl?" Stormchaser asked, my eyes still wide taking in all of them.
"Yes, Master," I said, getting to my knees before them and bowing my head submissively. "He taught me some of the pleasures I can give you, Masters. Please teach how to serve your delights." All of them had their mouths hanging open at my soft words.
"She was definitely worth the price," one of the other wolfins said, agreement going around his packmates.
"Show us how you can pleasure us with your mouth, slave girl," their leader commanded and I crawled up to him to his delight. Remembering what I did for Darkmoon, I reached up to start stroking Stormchaser's maleness. Once he was at his full length I started licking the phallus. Licking and stroking his member, I moved down to press my face against his musky seedpods, the scent enticing my own desires. Kissing it and licking for a couple of moments, I went back to licking the length of his maleness. In a moment of inspiration, I gently nibbled on the head of his sex organ. This brought a gasp of delight then a moan of pleasure. Pleased with his reaction, I took his thick length into my mouth to suck on it for a few moments. Letting go of the moist and throbbing sex organ, I went back to nibbling on the head of his member. His groans were getting deeper as his packmates watched in excitement. Pressing a kiss to the head of his maleness, I took it back into my mouth to start sucking on. Gently, I stroked his length as I sucked firmly. Softly, I purred to him something I was finding the wolf men liked. In a few moments, he was shooting his cream into my mouth. As I had with Darkmoon, I drank every drop of his milk not letting one drop fall from my lips. Once he finished throbbing, I went so far as to suck the last drops from his maleness. Stunned, their leader looked down at me with a little awe.
"We'll name you Softdelight," he said, a nod going around the eager wolf men ready for their try at my mouth. Stepping back, he gestured to another of my owners and I was quick to crawl over to him. I gave him the same as I had his pack alpha leaving him groaning and delighted when I was done. I had a feeling I was going to get quite skilled at pleasuring a wolfin male with my mouth.
A howl rang out to tell the village that a pack was returning with catches. I could tell it was my owners who had made the captures. Smiling with pride for my wolfin masters, I wondered who they'd caught. I'd been there for a moon and had been taught how to keep the den clean. I also cooked for my owners which was interesting as I had to learn how to cook wolfin food. Luckily, one of my owners was a good cook so he trained me. This capture meant that my masters were going to want to use me well this night. A sigh of excitement came from me at the thought. As I cleaned the dishes, Longshot came into the den. I ran to kneel at his feet smiling up at him. Longshot preferred my mouth over my sex and I'd become quite skilled with pleasuring him with my mouth.
"Welcome home, Master," I said, pressing a kiss to his feet. "I heard you and my masters have made a capture."
"Yes, Softdelight," the brave warrior said, stroking my neck softly. I purred up at him getting a soft growl of desire from the wolfin. "Three captures... It was an interesting fight..."
"They didn't stand a chance against you and my masters, Master," I said, the wolfin chuckling in amusement at my devotion to them.
"No... They didn't, Softdelight," the proud warrior said, a smile on my face. "We got two catgirls and a catboy... all valiant warriors... I'm sure they'll bring a good price on the auction block..." I was a little surprised by the catboy. I thought the Wolfar people only enslaved catgirls.
"What will happen to the catboy, Master?" My master gave a soft chuckle that brought a grin to me.
"We have uses for catboys, kitten," he said, a knowing grin in his eyes. "There are those that prefer catboys over catgirls." After my time learning all I could about pleasuring my owners I didn't doubt that there would be wolfins 'fond' of catboys.
"Where did you catch them, Master?" I asked, curious as to who had fallen to my masters.
"Bensela Pass by the head of the Corusal river," he said, a bit of relief coming from me. There wasn't any way any of my tribe would be that far west. "Would you like to take a look at them, Softdelight?"
"Oh yes, Master," I said, very curious and sure they couldn't be from my tribe.
"All right, kitten," he said, an indulgent smile in his kind eyes. I was never allowed to leave my owners' den without one of them with me. Excited, I listened to my master tell of the fight making me excited. As we came up to the main circle I heard something that froze my blood in terror.
"Where's my little sister, beasts?" a familiar voice growled. I knew that voice well.
"Oh no... Please, Great Baiset," I moaned, then hurried forward to peek between the legs of the wolfins. "Indego..." My older sister was bound tightly at the feet of the tribe's Alpha. I spoke her name softly but it didn't surprise me when my sister looked at me.
"Cattra...!" she cried, the Wolfar people turning to see me looking at her horrified. "By the Great One... Are you so barbaric that you can't give her clothing to wear?"
"Indego... what are you doing at the Bensela Pass?" I asked, totally aghast at the thought that my older sister had fallen to any Wolfar hunting pack.
"We've been searching for you, Cattra," she said, the eyes of my owners staring hard at me.
"Do you know this catgirl, Softdelight?" Stormchaser demanded, his eyes staring hard down at me.
"'Softdelight'?" my sister growled, her tone bringing more shame to me. "What have you done to my little sister?"
"She is my older sister, Master," I said, tears on my cheeks looking at her. I knew what her 'fate' would be with these wolfmen. She'd never willingly submit to any male, Catsean or Wolfar. I couldn't really bear to look into my sister's eyes as shame gripped me to know she'd been out looking for me when she was captured. Seeing my obvious distress, my master turned to Longshot with a bit of a glare.
"Take Softdelight back to our den and stay with her, Longshot," he commanded, his concerned eyes going to my distressed gaze.
"Come, Softdelight," the saddened wolfman said, making me turn away from my sister to go with him.
"Cattra...!" Indego shouted, but I knew I had to go with my owner. It was one of the hardest things I'd ever had to do in my life yet I had to walk away from my beloved sister. Hearing my sister calling after me, I drooped as I walked next to my wolfin master. I could hear the auction starting and my tail dropped in my distress. Back in the den, I cried softly in sadness. Longshot took me in his arms to comfort me.
"I'm sorry, Softdelight," he said, my eyes going up to see his compassion and comfort.
"You had no way of knowing you'd captured my sister, Master," I said, resting my head on his chest. "I didn't think any of my tribe would go that far west..." Stormchaser and the rest of my owners came up to the den with anger in their concerned eyes.
"What were you thinking, Longshot?" Stormchaser growled, worry in his eyes looking into my distraught eyes. "You should've never brought Softdelight to see cat captures... Just because this could happen..." The other wolfmen were as angry at him showing me tender love.
"I'm sorry, Stormchaser," Longshot said, some guilt truly in his eyes. "I didn't think the cats would be from her tribe..."
"Please don't be mad at Longshot, Masters," I pleaded, looking up from the warrior's arms. "I didn't think they'd be from my tribe and surly not my older sister..."
"Still..." their pack alpha said, his hand coming down to stroke my tear wet cheek. "From now on Softdelight doesn't leave our den without my permission... Not for any reason... So this won't happen again..." His command brought nods from his packmates still irritated with Longshot. Tears were running down my cheeks as I considered who might buy my sister.
"Who bought my sister, Master?" I asked, more than a little fearful at the thought of any wolfman 'owning' my sister.
"Darkmoon bought your sister, Softdelight," Starchaser said, perhaps thinking it would comfort me to know Darkmoon had taken my sister but it was only a little comfort.
"What do you do with a catgirl's body if she dies, Master?" I asked, a look of shock going around my owners.
"She's buried, Softdelight," he said, my head giving a soft nod. "Why would you ask what we do with dead catgirl's body?"
"My sister is going to die, Master," I said, with complete belief in my sad voice. "I just wanted to know what you'd do with her body..."
"You know we don't kill catgirls, kitten," the wolfman said, still I shook my head in distress.
"I know you don't kill catgirls, Master," I said, the tone of hopelessness in my voice shocking all of them again. "But my sister will 'never' submit..."
"She doesn't have a 'choice', Softdelight," he said, and I knew what he meant by it. "Darkmoon will make her submit..."
"No, Master," I said, knowing full well what was going to happen to Indego. "She'll will herself to die before she'll submit, Master..."
"What do you mean she'll 'will herself to die'?" the wolfin said, horror in all of their eyes at the thought.
"Catsean can 'will themselves to die', Masters," I said, remembering the time when it was explained to me as a child. "I was taught as a child how to do it... It is for a time when the Catsean might wish to die... Such as when captured by Wolfar people, Master..." They were all staring at me in complete horror at my words.
"You were taught as a 'child' to be able to 'kill' yourself?" Longshot gasped, my fur rippling a little in my own shame at the thoughts of how shameful an act it would be.
"Yes, Master," I said, my thoughts going to my older sister with great sadness. "I know that my sister will kill herself before she'll submit to Master Darkmoon, Master..." We were all silent for a moment.
"Crookedtail you'd better warn Darkmoon about this 'will themselves to die' possibility," Stormchaser said, the younger wolfman hurrying from the den. "What does it look like when a catgirl is willing themselves to die, Softdelight?"
"She will fall into a fever before she dies, Master," I said, a strange look going around my masters.
"We've had other catgirls and catboys that have died of a strange 'illness'... in a great fever." he asked, the others looking shocked. "Those were the cats willing themselves to die?" Sadly, I nodded my head. It didn't surprise me others had willed themselves to die rather than be a slave to Wolfar people. We were quiet for a few moments, till the pack alpha turned to Springer, a younger packmate.
"Go get the Alpha, Springer," his pack alpha said, a troubled look in his eyes as he gazed down at me. "I think we need for Softdelight tell us more of what we can expect from our cat slaves."
"Right away, Stormchaser," the young warrior said, my eyes dropping in my conflict. I was loyal to my masters. They'd always treated me with kindness and gentle care. I knew they loved me as much as I loved them. Still what my owner was asking me to do was to betray my knowledge of my people. The Alpha arrived with Springer looking curious.
"Springer said you wanted to speak to me, Stormchaser," the mighty wolfman said, his powerful eyes taken me in cringing at Stormchaser's feet. "He said it was important...?"
"Yes, Alpha," the pack alpha said, his eyes going to me with a show of comfort. "It seems those cat slaves we thought were dying from a strange illness were actually 'willing' themselves to die... Softdelight has told us that the Castean race is trained as children to be able to will themselves to die." The Alpha's eyes widen in some horror looking down at me.
"Your people can will themselves to 'die', slave girl?" he asked, not sure if he could believe it.
"Yes, Master," I said, tears in my eyes looking up at the wolfmen gathered around me. "It is true that we are taught to be able to will ourselves to die if we wish."
"Why would any people teach their children to kill themselves?" the Alpha asked, as Stormchaser's hand came down to rest on my shoulder to comfort me.
"It is in case we are captured by wolf people, Master," I said, heavy in my heart for what I was going to tell these 'enemies' of my people. "Any Catsean captured by your people is to will herself to die rather than to live as a slave to your... 'kind'."
"Our 'kind', Softdelight?" Stormchaser asked, a bit of dread coming to me with what I was going to say.
"You are considered barbaric monsters, Master," I said, trying to find the words to explain. "You are cruel and sadistic..." The wolfmen exchanged glances in some shock.
"I think you need to tell us exactly what your people are taught about our race, Softdelight," the Alpha said, tears running down my furry cheeks. They could all see I was torn between them and my own people.
"Do you believe those things you were taught as a child, Softdelight," the pack alpha asked, my sad eyes going to look into his calming gaze.
"I did when I came here, Master," I said, my thoughts going back to being captured. "I was sure I would suffer before you ate me..."
"You thought we were going to 'eat' you, Softdelight?" Crookedtail asked, sadness in all of my owners at my words.
"I know you won't now, master," I said, even as Stormchaser softly stroked my tear wet cheek. "But when I was captured I truly felt it would be my fate. When I was being auctioned I decided I'd will myself to die before I'd let you eat me, Masters... It is the way I was raised, Master..."
"But you didn't do it, Softdelight," he said, wondering at the shame that was in my eyes.
"When Master Darkmoon showed me mercy I began to see that those tales I'd been told weren't true, Master," I said, torn by my strong emotions that warred inside me. "I'd never felt such pleasures before, Masters... When you showed me the same kindness and gentle care, I truly started to see that the stories I'd been taught weren't true... I grew to love you, Masters... as I hoped you loved me..."
"We'd all give our lives to protect you, Softdelight," Stormchaser said, joy in my heart as I looked into the loving eyes of those who owned me. "You're a beloved treasure to us..." I pressed a kiss to my master's feet to show my devotion.
"Is there any way to break this act of willing themselves to die, Softdelight," the Alpha, the answer weighing heavily on me with my sister's capture.
"Not really, Master," I said, going over all I knew about the act of a catsean to make themselves die. "There is a little hope that if you can find a person who loves that catgirl or catboy that person can talk the dying cat person to come back... but it rarely happens... I know of only one time where a catgirl didn't want to mate with the brute her parents had chosen for her. She was going to will herself to die rather than be the Catsean warrior's mate. When they realized what she was doing her mother begged her to come back... Promised that she didn't have to mate with the brute... The catgirl 'came back' but is the only time I know of it working... and this happened before I was born..."
"I think I'd like to know exactly what you and those of your tribe have been told about our people, Softdelight," the Alpha said, bringing a heavy sigh from me but I knew I would tell them all that they wanted to know. If only it could save my sister.
Stormchaser had told the tribe Alpha that this information should be given to the others but he was concerned that I should be protected. He didn't want the other Catsean in the village to know it was I who had told the Wolfar people the Catsean ways. It didn't really matter to me as I knew I could never return to my people. I was more concerned about what my sister was going to do. If there were only some way I could help her see what I could see in the wolfpeople. They were different from a Catsean tribe but no more evil than any Catsean tribe. There were cat tribes that were far more evil in my eyes than this tribe could ever be considered. I was aware that the tribe Alpha had called a meeting of the tribe pack alphas to explain what I'd told him. Once the pack alphas knew what was happening to the Catsean slaves they hoped they could convince one thinking of doing such an act that it was a foolish act. The wolfpeople of this tribe were kind and gentle. They expected their slaves to obey them but that was common to all tribes, cat and wolf alike. In my own tribe a slave refusing to submit would be whipped in front of the whole tribe as a lesson to other slaves that defiance would only bring pain. As of yet, I hadn't seen the wolfpeople whip a slave much less in front of all to see. I had to wonder why we were told such tales of how cruel and evil the Wolfar people were. I'd come to realize how foolish those stories were that I'd been told. My masters and their treatment of me was proof to me that these wolfins weren't heartless monsters. They had been truly horrified to hear what my people were taught. I hoped the other Catsean slaves in the tribe would understand as I did that these wolfpeople were really kind and loving to their slaves. My masters had gone out on a hunt but Windgust had broken his leg so he had to stay behind. He and I were playing a rock game my owners had taught me. I was winning much to his amusement. As we were playing Darkmoon came up to our den with my sister in his arms. I knew from looking at her what was happening.
"Softdelight... I need your help..." he said, a look of desperation in his eyes. "I think Flamingspirit is willing herself to die." I went to the edge of the den but I was under strict command not to leave the den for any reason and Darkmoon couldn't come into the den. Wolfar people had strict codes and a non-pack member wasn't allowed to come into the den without the pack alpha's permission. My desperate eyes went to Windgust. I knew his leg was broken but I didn't want to see my sister die before I tried to save her. Windgust got up on his crutch to come to the edge of the den. He let the crutch drop so he could take my sister in his arms. In great pain, he gently laid my sister down on the ground of the den.
"I need to use her Catsean name to reach her, Master Darkmoon," I said, my eyes going to him for permission.
"Do whatever you must to save her, Softdelight," he said, a distraught look in his powerful eyes. Getting down on my knees at her side, I grabbed her shoulders to pull her up.
"Indego... don't do this..." I cried, my tears dropping on her slack face. "This is foolish, Indego... You have to know these Wolfar people are not the monsters our people think they are... I know Master Darkmoon, sister and he doesn't want to humiliate you or even 'break' you. He only seeks your submission. What happens to slaves in our tribe if they refuse to submit? You know what happens to them and worse if they are of the Wolfar people." I heard a gasp go between the wolfmen but I had to concentrate on my sister. "Would someone who wishes to break your spirit name you 'Flamingspirit'. Think of the way our father has always treated you... I know Master Darkmoon cares more about you than father ever did. Give him a chance to show you that it's not a shame to be a slave of these wolfpeople. You are finally free of our father and the tribe that saw you as a shame... Why can't you give Master Darkmoon a chance to show you real love? Why are you being so cowardly to do this stupid act that we were mistakenly taught? Please, Indego... I don't want you to die... I love you... Please come back or you will die in shame... You'll die the way father always said you would die... as a coward unwilling to see what your true path should be..." I shook her hard even going so far as to slap her in a desperate attempt to get her to come around. "If you do this, Indego, I will never forgive you... How could I forgive my sister who was a coward?" I was sobbing at this point sure that she was beyond my reach when we all heard something amazing.
"I am not a coward, Cattra," my sister growled, soft and weak but she had spoken. I threw my arms around my sister sobbing in relief. I got myself together to see if I could put her on the path of love. Looking into Master Darkmoon's eyes, I knew he cared deeply for her.
"You are if you will yourself to die, Flamingspirit," I growled, back, happiness in my eyes looking down into her determined eyes. "I am Softdelight and I am owned by a pack of Wolfar warriors who would die to protect me. Look at Master Windgust... He has never raised his hand against me... Even when I was first in this tribe Master Darkmoon was kind and gentle with me, sister... These wolf people are not the monsters we were taught they are... Has Master Darkmoon whipped you, Flamingspirit? Out in front of the whole tribe for all to see?"
"No... Softdelight," she said, her eyes going up to see the relief in her owner's eyes.
"Has he denied you food or struck you in anger because you refused to submit?" I asked, knowing full well what the answer was. "Would someone who sought to degrade you give you a name like 'Flamingspirit'? I think if you gave him a chance Master Darkmoon would show you love that father never gave you. Here you are truly free from father, Flamingspirit. He can no longer berate you for not following his choices for you. I think if you give it a chance you'll find you are freer here than you ever were in our birth tribe..." My older sister managed to drag herself up into a sitting position looking from me to Master Darkmoon. The wolfman stared down at her with caring in his eyes. My sister managed to drag herself to her feet but only got one step before she fell at Master Darkmoon's feet. Quickly, he scooped her up into his arms.
"Never try to will yourself to die again, Flamingspirit," he said, his voice soft and with a love that she could hear. "It's hard on my heart..." To my delight, my sister rested her head on the shoulder of her owner.
"I'm sorry, Master," she said, rubbing her cheek against his shoulder. "I won't be that foolish again, Master..." Master Darkmoon looked to me with such gratitude in his eyes.
"Thank you, Softdelight," he said, a smile in his eyes. "I'm glad you could save Flamingspirit. She means a lot to me." Smiling in delight, I watched Master Darkmoon walk away with my sister. I turned to Master Windgust and hurried to kneel at his feet.
"Thank you, Master," I said, knowing that he had been painful for him to bring my sister into the den so I could save her. "I know you had pain helping my sister, Master. I want to repay you with pleasure, Master." Smiling down at me, my owner reached down to stroke my neck. I untied his loincloth to reveal his maleness. I used all I knew to pleasure him with my mouth. I had grown quite skilled at pleasuring my owners with my mouth.
In his kindness, Master Darkmoon allowed my sister to come to my den to talk with me. We would sit facing each other, she on the outside and me on the edge of the inner den. It brought me delight to teach my sister the game my owners had taught me. She picked it up very quickly enjoying the game. Master Darkmoon came with her one afternoon to tell me my sister kept beating him in the game. We all had a good laugh with that. A season passed and in the time I could see my sister blossom with happiness. She finally understood what I'd said about the kindness and gentleness of her owner. Master Darkmoon taught my sister the pleasures he had shown me. It delighted me when she told me she was finally at peace. We were playing the game, my owners in the den relaxing when a howl went out. My masters were on their feet in an instant. My sister and I jumped to our feet.
"I'm must seek my owner, Softdelight," my sister said, before running off into the tribe. My masters were headed out as well.
"Masters...?" I cried, not wanting to be left back as something important seemed to be happening.
"Come, Softdelight," Master Stormchaser said, relief coming to me as we hurried to the central circle. At the circle everyone was gathered around the tribe Alpha. All were anxious and scared making me wonder what I was missing. Even my sister and Master Darkmoon were looking anxious. They moved closer so me and my sister were actually standing together.
"Silence has been captured by Catsean warriors," the Alpha said, a gasp going through all of us. He held out a torn and bloody cloth shoulder of a Catsean warrior. "We must form a War Pack to rescue him... Shadow Stalkers, Lighting Bolts and Rulers of the Mist will go... Travel to the south... We must rescue him before he is taken to their tribe..."
"Wait, Master...!" my sister cried out but no one was paying attention to her. There was a horror in her eyes that stunned me. "Masters..." In the chaos, the wolf warriors weren't paying attention to my sister. She seemed desperate as the War Pack was preparing to leave.
"Masters... if you go to the south Master Silence will be given a death you couldn't imagine in your worst nightmares," she cried at the top of her lungs. "He isn't being taken to the south..." They finally looked to where my adamant sister was trying to push her way forward. The wolfpeople parted so my sister could stand before the Alpha.
"What are you speaking, slave girl?" the leader of the tribe asked, as she grabbed up the piece of Catsean tunic that had fallen to the ground.
"There are more tribes of Catseans beside mine, Masters," she said, holding up the bloody piece. "This is a war tunic... and every Catsean warrior wears a braid of loyalty. It marks the tribe that warrior is from. The colors of my tribe are black, red and white... This braid it black, gold and red... This tells me he's been captured by the Horsine tribe and you 'have' to find him before they reach their tribe... You must, masters..." There was deep horror in her eyes that brought dread to the wolfpeople.
"What will happen to him if we can't reach him before they get to their tribe, cat girl?" the Alpha asked, seemed stunned by the haunted horrified look in my sister's eyes.
"He will be tortured, Master," Flamingspirit said, swallowing hard in her disgust. "Then he will be roasted alive and the warriors of the tribe with eat his flesh... It is called the Ritual of Costren... The Horsine are an evil tribe, Master... Their tribe is north and west of the great Korshan River... He must 'not' be taken to the other side of the river, Masters... There is a secret passage..."
"Tell us the way of the path, slave girl," the Alpha said, but my sister shook her head.
"You will never find it as it's designed to be hidden, Master," she said, a determined look in her eyes. "You must take me with you so I can lead you through the path, Masters... My loyalty lies with my master and this tribe, Master. I swear it, Masters..." Master Darkmoon stared deep into my sister's eyes for a brief moment.
"We can trust her, Alpha," Darkmoon said, as my sister moved to stand at his side. "We must take her with us... We have no time to stand here and discuss it."
"Can she keep up?" one of the pack alpha asked, with a little disgust.
"I will keep up, Master," my sister said, her eyes going to the sun in the sky. "We must go now or Master Silence is doomed to a terrible fate, Masters." The war pack ran from the tribe, my sister keeping pace with her owner. Tears ran down my cheeks as I watched the war pack with my sister disappear into the forest.
"You needn't fear, Softdelight," the tribe Alpha said, his hand softly stroking my wet cheek. "Darkmoon will protect your sister with his life."
"I know, Master," I said, my mind going over the poor Master Silence. "I just pray they get to Master Silence before it's too late. I was surprised that my sister knew of this evil ritual but then I remembered..."
"Remembered what, kitten?" he asked, true curiosity in his powerful eyes.
"My father had tried to force my sister into becoming the mate of a warrior of that evil tribe, Master, so she was forced to learn their rituals and ways. When she realized just how evil those Catseans were she begged father not to make her into the mating but he didn't hear any of her pleas... So she found another way to get out of being made the evil warrior's mate, Master. She beat him in a dual and when she did the warrior didn't want her anymore. He would never tell my father why he no longer wanted my sister." The wise wolfman gave a chuckle of amusement.
"That sounds like something Flamingspirit would do, Softdelight," he said, smiling down at me with gentle kindness in his eyes.
"I never had to worry, Master," I said, my tail drooping a little when I thought about my bride price. "I was worth little to my father as I was last in line and a female child. When Wildwind sought me as his mate my father put a ridiculous bride price but Wildwind loved me so he convinced his family to pay it. My father didn't love me, Master... I was just something he could sell with a high bride price, Master... and he was far worse to my sister who was first in line... He truly only loved my brothers, Master." I gave a little shiver in remembered pain at the way my father had treated my sister. The tribe Alpha hugged me to comfort me.
"You and your sister are loved here, little kitten," he said, wiping a tear from my furry cheek. "You both are treasures to your owners... They would never treat you as that creature who dared to call you his daughter has treated the two of you. Be at peace... Now, return to your owners' den... We can only wait now and pray for their victory..."
"Yes, Master," I said, and hurried back to the den. I picked up the mess that had been made when all left here. After that the only thing I could do was to play the rock game to keep my mind from thinking about where my owners and sister had gone.
Four days passed as the tribe hoped and prayed the War Pack would save Master Silence. Concerned about my owners and my sister I would pace the den over and over. I tried to keep my mind busy with the rock game but that only helped a little. On the high sun of the fifth day a howl sounded that brought excitement to the tribe. I raced to the central circle as the rest of the tribe gathered. The War Pack came into the circle howling their victory.
"We need the healers," one of the pack alpha's cried out, as he was helping to carry a very bloody wolfin. The healers came at once to carry the injured Silence away into the tribe. As I struggled to see my sister I was startled to see she had blood on her arms and hands, even on her muzzle. Master Darkmoon saw my shock and chuckled.
"Your sister led us to the evil ones, Softdelight," he said, so much pride in his eyes and in hers. "She also saved my life and killed three of the warriors unarmed..."
"Your sister's warrior skills are incredible, Softdelight," Master Stormchaser said, all of those of the War Pack nodding their heads in agreement. "We'd told her to stay back as we fought but she saw her owner was in trouble and went to his defense... Then she calmly took down three of the Catsean warriors with no weapon to fight with." I had to smile at my sister with great pride.
"Which brings us to a question, Flamingspirit," Master Longshot said, everyone staring at my sister with curiosity. "You didn't show even half of your true warrior skills when we found you... If you had used your full ability it is possible you wouldn't have been taken as a slave... Why did you not fight?" My sister looked into my eyes with great love.
"I smelled my sister's scent on your fur, Masters," she said, grinning in a little amusement. "I knew if I let you capture me you would take me to my sister, Masters. Softdelight is greatly dear to me and I was willing to do what it would take to find her."
"How did you get such warrior skills, Flamingspirit?" the tribe Alpha asked, the others curious to know why my sister had such skills. My sister dropped her head a little surprising everyone with her sudden shame. Looking at her, I knew it would be hard for her to speak it.
"My sister became a Toraydal, Masters," I said, hugging her even if she was bloody.
"Your sister is a 'Toraydal'?" he asked, a look of shock in his eyes. It surprised those around him and it did me because I didn't think any of them would understand a Toraydal.
"Yes, Master," my sister said, her voice soft in her pain.
"What is a 'Toraydal'?" Master Darkmoon asked, curious to the pain in his cat girl.
"It is one who devotes his life to the warrior's skill above all else, Master," I said, the irony of my sister's warrior skills. "In male Catsean it is considered an honor... but if you are a female who becomes one it is a shame to her to devote her life to being barren and without a mate..."
"I did it to be rid of my father's ideas of who I should take as my mate, Masters," Flamingspirit said, tears coming down her cheeks. "I had the whole tribe ridiculing me for my choice but it was better than my father's choices in mates... Of course he hated me from that day onward, but that is no loss of mine, Master." Master Darkmoon put his arms around her to hold her close to him.
"You will always be loved here, Flamingspirt," her owner said, joy coming to my sister's eyes looking up at him.
"Flamingspirit... Softdelight... come to kneel before me," the tribe Alpha said, and we were quick to go to kneel at the leader of the tribe's feet. "Words cannot express how the two of you have served this tribe. I say you both should be freed and seen as full members of the tribe." My sister and I looked at each other with horror before looking up at the noble wolfman.
"Thank you for the honor, Master," I said, knowing full well where I belonged in his tribe.
"But no thank you, Master," my sister said. We both ran to kneel at the feet of our owners. "This is where we belong in this tribe, Master... We'd never want it any other way." Our owners were staring down at us with great love, my heart filled with so much joy looking into their eyes. The tribe Alpha gave a soft chuckle seeing that we truly wanted to stay with our owners and serve them with devotion.
"As you wish, catgirls," the wise wolfman said, all around having a soft chuckle. "You will be at our victory feast this night and your sister honored for her warrior skills." The feast was a wonder and delight but in truth, both my sister and I were more honored being the slaves of our owners. It truly was the only place where we belonged.
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