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I watched as the most unusually dressed man slowly walked down the stairs. His pale purple painted hooves clopped gently onto the wooden staircase with each step.

The person was tall. I mean, the captain was at least a hand taller than me, this figure topped that by two.

He wore a deep blue shirt that was so thin I could see his nipples with ease, and the shirt left his shoulders completely bare. His waist was also exposed, with nearly two hands worth of smooth, flat stomach exposed to the air, including a silver piercing in his navel with a deep blue gemstone embedded in it.

The sleeves were not attached to the shirt, though were made of the same sort of fabric. They were long enough to cover his hands when they were at his sides, and the tops were tied to his biceps with shimmering green ribbon.

His hair was long, blonde and curled, with hand length tips dyed a pale violet.

His eyes had long lashes, and his eyelids had a blend of pale and deep blue powder over them, with the darker shade around the eye itself. His lips were also painted a deep red color, with just a hint of purple like the popular sauce made from cranberries harvested after the first frosts.

His ears also featured jewelry, piercings that dangled freely made of silver, with deep blue gemstones that matched the one piercing his navel.

And finally, his diaper cover was a darker blue than his flowing shirt, but it was embroidered thoroughly with intricate and well made lilac flowers.

The diaper cover did little to hide the waistband of his diaper peeking up out of the top, the darker shade around the inside of his thighs indicating he had leaked slightly. An obvious erection strained against the inside of his diaper as he stared lustily at my crotch.

He was flanked by two servants, dressed in similar styled shirts and makeup, though their color choices were paler and their shirts not so transparent.

Both only had a single silver earring, with a simple pink gemstone adorning them, and their makeup stood out far less impressively as the lord.

Their diaper covers were similar as well, though covered in less flowers, and the cover itself was a paler blue.

Both servants carried a large bag against their hips, tied to their waist with a long pale purple sash. One of the bags was obviously full of diapers, though the other one I could only guess as to what it contained. I assumed food because that would be practical.

"You must be Arvid, it is a delight that you were able to make it here so soon." The leader, I guess the Lilac Consort, spoke with an amused smile on his face and a flamboyant voice.

I had no idea what to say to that, so I awkwardly shifted and barely managed to hide the grimace from the feel of my backside as I too placed a hand to my heart. "Uh, thank you. Lord?" I stammered out awkwardly, getting an amused chuckle from the flamboyantly dressed man.

"Captain, I thank you for bringing our new smith here safely, if you would be so kind as to unlock those chains? I trust he will cause us no issues." The lord spoke out, and the captain acted without hesitation, grabbing ahold of my chains and making quick work of removing them, along with the wrist and ankle cuffs.

"My lord, if I may ask?" The captain said once my chains were looped around his left arm, and he returned his attention to the lord shamelessly groping his crotch while staring at mine.

"Yes Captain, you know you can always speak your mind here." The Lord replied, removing his hand from his straining crotch.

The captain cleared his throat softly before speaking. "The prisoner here stated, though he didn't think I would hear him, that we paid the merchant over one hundred times the cost of his indenture. He also hinted the reported reason for his arrest in the first place was falsified. It states he was arrested for causing a fight in a tavern, though he informs me that the town this arrest took place in never had one."

I looked over to the captain, my eyes wide, and if he glanced my way I was sure he would see the hope exploding from within.

A professional of his craft.

The lord let out an amused chuckle and nodded. "I see, and what made you bring this up my friend?" he asked, his eyes mischievous.

The captain obviously noticed this because he frowned. "My lord, I would like to investigate these claims, and determine if an innocent citizen of this world was wrongfully arrested. That, or if my men are going to have a second pair of hands over at the training yard."

His second sentence dashed my hopes so fast I nearly collapsed.

"Very well Captain, if it is any help to your investigation, this young wolfs claims are completely true. I know this because I was the one who hired that merchant to find me someone with the ability to work metal."

The way he said it so casually gave me whiplash so bad, my eyes ached from how sharply I stared at them both.

The Captain looked resigned as if he knew it had to be a possibility, and that it had been confirmed.

"Let me guess my lord, the only way this doesn't break any colonization laws is because it was a wolf you paid, and not a stallion." His voice was so tired, bordering on pained.

"Got it in one my dear!" Came the enthusiastic reply.

The captain turned to me, his expression resigned. "Arvid, my apologies for all you've been through. I will fill in the paperwork to get your record of wrongdoing cleared. However, by Empirical law, you are still required to work off your three year term since we bought out your indenture."

No matter how much I tried to argue my defense about being innocent, the paperwork drawn up by the guard that Magnus hired with my money had done an excellent job closing any loopholes. In fact, from how crafty the Lilac Lord seemed to be, I wouldn't doubt he wrote the warrant himself and gave it to Magnus before he even commissioned my cage.

I finally turned to the Lord, being reminded a few times I was attempting to argue with one of the four emperors main consorts, keeping me from raising my tone or risking severe punishment.

"My Lord, may I ask one more question before I sulk for the next three years?"

This startled a laugh from him and a surprised snort from the captain.

"Of course, if it is within my power to answer, and not some secret I must hold." Came the smooth reply.

I hesitated for a moment before asking with my head bowed, my voice a irritated grumble. "Couldn't you have asked the bastard to order a larger cage? I am in so much pain."

The lord actually startled, and then bowed to me and apologized for the lack of forethought. When I tried to stop him thanks to the furious looks from his attendants and the people in the large pavilion, he only bowed deeper.

"It was an obvious thing. I knew you would be in there for days, yet the size never occurred to me. I can make excuses, but they all come from a lack of forethought."

The captain eventually left back to his post, and the lord, to my amazement, took it upon himself to guide me to where my new residence would be.

We walked slowly down the streets, with the attendants walking just slightly behind us. The streets were all lit with lights that I had never seen before. Strange glowing glass balls that illuminated the streets bright enough it may as well be close to day for all it mattered.

The lord pointed out vendors and shops, a library and even a school that taught weekend classes. They were all closed at this hour, though it was good to know where they all were located.

The uncomfortable squishing of my diaper with every step made me appreciate the bath houses the most.

He took it upon himself to explain my role, and that compared to most indentured wolves and equines, I would be mostly left to my own devices.

Weeks were ten days, and every fifth and tenth day I would have for myself where I could wander, shop, work on my own projects or just relax. As long as I never attempted to leave the Lilac compound. With the collar on my neck, the guards would shoot me dead without proper approval beforehand.

Once I created enough works to pay off what the lord paid for my indenture, my collar would be removed at least. He wagered it should only take me a year if I work hard, based on the quality of tools Magnus sold to him before.

I would be paid one silver every ten days if I did a normal workload during the days. The quartermaster in charge of my material deliveries and order pickups would determine if I go above and beyond.

Any personal projects had to be done with materials I buy myself, which was fair.

And the work days. Wake up at first bell, and breakfast is served in the cafeteria between second and third bell. Seventh bell was the hour long lunch break, and finally twelfth to fourteenth bell was dinner.

The public bath houses closed by sixteenth bell, though I can wash up using water from a well at any time. Public nudity was acceptable as long as it was during diaper changes or during sex. In the chance I ever found a wolf or equine that caught my fancy. Most had the courtesy of moving into public change houses, which were the empires version of outhouses without the toilet.

Though more than a few enjoyed having people watch.

We only had to stop once for the lord to squat down for a moment and fill the seat of his diaper, unflinching over the fact that once he resumed walking as if nothing happened, a small trail of droplets dotted the street behind him.

My residence was small, just enough room for a shelf, desk, bed, wood stove and water basin. The floor was the same packed dirt as the rest of the compound, but the walls were thick and the roof seamless.

The lord proudly showed me the smithy. The forge was small, though huge compared to what I was used to back home. A large brick basin filled with charcoal, and a proper anvil I would need at least three people to help move were the main attractions.

A large work bench sat below a window to the side with the broken and bent pieces of my old cage piled on top. Quenching barrels, a large rack full of tools and a small wooden shelf that contained two dozen ingots of dark iron and a few small blocks of slightly weathered copper, were the remaining pieces of furniture in the smithy.

There was even a massive furnace out behind the building if I needed to spend a day smelting broken tools or ore into ingots.

The lord was grinning and visibly excited to show me the forge, pointing out the tools, where ingots would be stored, how to use the bellows and more.

"I dreamed of learning how to smith ever since I was a foal. Swinging a hammer against red hot steel, creating items of wonder. But, the emperor chose me because of my hips to be his consort, and so my life took a very different turn. " He said wistfully as he pointed out the locked cabinet on the outside of the structure.

He grabbed the handle and pulled, revealing a small angled box that was empty. "Once a week, which should be in two days from now, your diapers will be delivered into here. As well as any mail you receive, so remember to check it often. Often you will receive orders for work placed inside."

I had to explain I couldn't read or speak the equine language, and he nodded understandingly. He explained that I could learn on my days off or after work hours as it would be useful should I plan to leave the compound after my three years. Though every equine in the empire knew at least a little bit of the wolves language for some laws I couldn't understand.

As per galaxy colonization ordinances or something. It didn't translate into wolven very well.

He tried to explain it was a law they had to follow to be able to settle here but I got confused too easily.

My eyebrow twitched as one of the servants muttered something that earned him a smack and a glare from the lord. Obviously it was rude and deserved a talking down from the lord in the equine language.

Basic explanations done, the servants opened their bags and one pulled out a large blue mat and laid it carefully onto the grass beside my new home. They ignored my puzzled expression, though the lord laughed when he saw my realization as he laid down on his back and the attendant with the diapers began to pull on his diaper cover.

"No need to turn away, it is best to get used to this sight. I have no doubt you've never changed a messy diaper before and you will be changing yours plenty. Best to see how professionals do it." He laughed, his eyes twinkling as the servant shamelessly began to tear at his diaper tapes, ignoring their own discomfort at the state of their own diapers.

I had to keep looking away as the servant pulled a large box of wet looking cloths from the other bag, and began to run them over the lords dirty and dripping crotch with smooth efficiency.

Him being horny as he watched my discomfort, well, I couldn't tell if that made it easier for the servant to wipe his cock down or not.

"So, while my delightful Logan cleans up my mess, let me tell you about extra ways you can earn coin." He calmly spoke, bracing his hooves onto the ground and lifting his butt out of his mess, while his servant ran a thick, wet wipe between his butt cheeks.

"I know you were told about what a company is. Well, all us Equines on your world are from a company that produces these wonderful adult diapers. We trade them all throughout the sea of stars to an uncountable number of worlds like yours. Working for the company, we all love diapers. At least most of us do, and wolves like yourself with the smaller body, thicker fur and adorably wagging tails just look so good in them! It is so hard to not get horny at the sight of you all padded up."

"Um, where are you going with this my lord?" I asked hesitantly, knowing the lamps of the streets provided too much light to hide my blushing face.

He chuckled softly. "Well, those of us that are consorts to the emperor, and the direct servants of the consorts are forbidden from bending over for any male, save for those of higher stations than ours. I may only bend over for the Emperor, and my staff may only bend over for me. However, there is nothing stopping me from offering to pay you to play with my cock until I cover your face, ass or back in cum. Perhaps someday I'll even be able to bend you over without hurting you."

I blurted out without thinking as my mind filled with thoughts of that monster of a cock stretching my ass. I couldn't help but shudder. "Are all you Equines gay? I have seen more erections in one day than I've ever had in my life!"

The lord laughed openly, while the servants fought to hide their amusement at my reaction.

The servant who had just finished depositing the dirty wipes into the used diaper of the lord, indicated he needed me to pay attention. "I will show you this once, and it will be expected of you from now on. This is how you tie a diaper for disposal, to make it easier on the people in charge of emptying the compounds pails."

He explained that the people who empty the diaper pails are not obligated to empty them on a daily basis, and it would be in my best interest to stay on their good side.

He folded over the filthy back of the diaper and tucked the wings in, before rolling the diaper up into a tight little ball. He grabbed the wings of the front of the diaper and tied them together into a knot, using them to keep the diaper bound tightly.

When done, he showed me the metal bin just outside my door to simply drop the diaper in with a very heavy thud. Dropping the diaper on top caused the lid to swing inwards, and then swing shut once the diaper cleared.

When I turned back to the city lord to thank him for the advice, I found him laying on his back with a lust filled grin, while his other servant had his mouth wrapped around his flared head of his monster of a cock and was sucking furiously.

"To answer your question. In a way, yes we are." He said with heavy breaths.