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Kevin's Education, 1 - 2009-0825.1435

Greetings, Master or Mistress. As You see, I'm a boy fox mix, and I'm a domestic servant and pleasure slave. My'an Owner calls me Kevin, and in a few months I'll be seventeen. We mixes are made to be afraid when something New happens, and I just had so much New my beast mind froze in fear.

I'm still shaking because today I met my'an Human creator.

My'an Owner Alysa Benton works for Hot!Tech, a company that copies and improves technology. Hot!Tech makes the seed mixers and control computers that Biological Synthetics Incorporated uses to make us mixes. Mistress took me with Her to visit BSI's Butte Montana USA factory and Kennels.

I test Hot!Tech products, and Mistress tests BSI's mix products. Products such as me. I cook Her food and clean Her home, fetch food and drink for Her guests, keep track of what I use up and She has to buy more of. And She tests my pleasure slave training.

I was made to truly enjoy being Tested, repeatedly. Each time I learn more of what pleases Her, and I change my work so She doesn't get tired of me. She teaches me New slowly so I don't get Afraid, and commands me so I feel sure of myself in Obedience.

You know the saying 'Sticks and stones may break my bones ...'? For a mix, it ends '... but whips and chains excite me!' I'm Afraid of whips used to punish me, and I was always held by chains, but I've learned the pleasures of my Bondage. Mistress Alysa is a strong, self- confident Human, and I respond as the male fur slave I am.

I've always been told I respond that way because I was made that way, and now I've met Mistress Melissa Thomson. She's the one who mixed and seeded me, my'an creator. And I've met Her other sex toys, an R4G1 Catgirl named Aleksa and another Foxboy, Red Fourteen.

*

In the months since Mistress Alysa bought me I've been back at BSI to get my mind bent some more, to train me quickly. The Mix Mind Bender is used to make a new mix's mind start working in the wet tank, and later to force it to Learn. But forcing our minds to know things stops it so it can't work our bodies.

So Humans have to be very careful not to kill us or break our minds. We cost a lot to make and train, so it's bad business to kill or break us. Just a little Mind Bending, we can learn words. A little more, make us fear the whip and New. Bend again, we need to Obey humans, whimper and beg to submit. Not just fear now, a forced need stronger than instinct, which we can't control, can't fight, can't reason around. Helpless to resist. Submissive for life.

And we love it. Please command us, we need to kneel and submit and obey. Let us please You in all things, big and little, on Your floor and in Your bed, if You permit it ...

Sure, we have other feelings. It feels big good to learn to please our'an Masters, serve Them and obey Their commands. And now I've Grown Up, I know why Betty FoxGirl's tail felt so good on my leg as she led me to Duty or Training. And in the Shower Room, but that was more than just her tail ...

Oops, sorry, Master or Mistress. I'm a fox, we all tend to talk a lot, and you didn't say stop. You didn't come here to listen to all this. I was trained to talk with Humans, they like a beast with a little mind instead of just a dumb machine.

Continue? Yes, Master or Mistress, thank You. Tell You about my'an creator. Mistress Melissa Thomson is a fair-skinned Human in Her late twenties, about 175 centimeters tall, dark hair cut below the shoulders and swept back over Her ears. She's head of Lab Four which makes seed level 4 mixes like me.

*

When Mistress Alysa led me into the Lab, Mistress Mel was sitting at a computer, bent over a little, looking at some paper. Why use paper at all, just use the computer network? Yes, I've been trained to know a computer when I see one, and I've even learned what those odd marks mean. I know how to read.

It was a surprise to me. In the kennels the Guards knew my name but told me to look up and to one side while They held my collar. I never needed to know why, I just Obeyed. Now I know the Steel, Leather, or Chrome Collars had a plate with marks on it. Mine said 'R4G2/KvN47 Kevin'. My seed mix level, mix code and name. Humans could see I'm a Fox and a boy, so They knew to call me Kevin FoxBoy Four Seven.

In Mistress Mel's Lab I found out some big words for the kind of seed mix I am, Recom Level 4 Generation 2. Recom was a word for how Humans made the seed, but it was a short way to say Recombinant DNA. That's an even bigger word for the way the pieces are made. Mistress Mel even showed me the words to use on Her computer to make mixes.

I was getting afraid of New, but Mistress Alysa petted my head and ears awhile; Mistress Mel reached down to stroke my shoulder as I knelt and watched Her make mixes. I enjoyed Their hands on my body and wanted more. They both laughed a bit; they knew I was made to want to please Them. Both Mistresses talked a while, big words I didn't need to know.

Mistress Alysa bought me to help Her with Hot!Tech machines as well as serve Her personal desires. So Mistress Mel made me able to learn. That was a new idea for mixes; I'd seen the big Polar Bear R3G2 mix Guard in its cage. R3s don't have sex parts; they don't really have minds, just enough brain to run their bodies and obey simple commands. They don't even feel pain.

I thought I knew this one, R3G2/AA67 Edgar, because I've seen Polar Bear Guards at Kennel Nine. But it was a different one; they showed it to me so I'd learn BSI made lots of Bears. Now I knew why Humans and mixes knew I was Kevin and a Foxboy but not which one. There's only one of me but even as a Leather Collar Foxboy I'd seen a cub Foxboy and heard him called Kevin! I was confused until Master Vet told me he was Kevin Foxboy Five Nine.

It was only later in my night cage I remembered numbers and I felt like I'd been slapped in the mind -- where were the other Kevin Foxboys? Four Eight through Five Eight? I counted each one on my four paws, eight and three, eleven Kevins. I giggled, a Group of us Kevins running around the Kennels? Some were even starting the Duties I'd learned and the Training I'd finished. But we were all different ages, me the oldest, and I'd enjoyed them kneeling to me as I chained them and stepped on them. All to teach them to Obey and Submit.

Now I learned that the number counted how many fox mixes Mistress Mel made. Lots of Humans liked us Foxes as a first pleasure slave because we were big enough to really enjoy that way but small enough to control easily. When I was Steel or Leather our kennel was ruled by wolf Chromes, and they were rough. Clarence seemed very surprised when Big Human used the Teeth Glove to make him Obey and Submit; few Humans are that Big or know a Throat Bite makes Wolves submit.

*

The wide black leather collar I wear as a bought slave still has a brass plate with my codes and name. Mistress Alysa had the collar put on me before I went in the travel cage to meet Her for the first time. Mistress wanted to know what the numbers meant and was more than annoyed I didn't know. Mistress Mel told Her as I listened.

I said what R4G2 meant earlier. KvN47 meant seed, I mean Recom, Line K, the eleventh one BSI knew of. Canids, like wolves, foxes, dogs, jackals. V for variant, what kind of canid. N, the fourteenth variant, meant fox, red, American. I'm the forty-seventh Fox Mistress Mel tried to make. Not all are Red Foxes, and few are American Red Foxes like me. And not all forty-seven lived, some never even made it to the wet tank!

Then Mistresses Mel and Alysa told me what They wanted of me. I went completely flat on the floor, below kneeling, and started shaking. They both sounded Angry at me! These Mistresses had talked even before Mistress Alysa came to see me in the wet tank to make me know She owned me, and agreed to risk my life and mind by Bending it, over and over.

Now I finally knew why I'd done things in the Kennel I hadn't learned in Duty or Training. Mistress Mel had taken things Red Fourteen had learned about being strong and assertive -- new word -- and hidden them in me. My paws had moved by themselves to the Hallway voice-plate to help Betty Foxgirl's blood hurt; I'd told her to talk of her hurt as if it were another fox; and I'd hurt the Chrome wolf Chauncey with a chain, to stop a fight!

Mistress Mel wanted a mix's ideas about why seeding failed, and Mistress Alysa wanted better computers! They're Humans, I'm just a dumb mix slave; with big respect, Mistresses, how could I help do this?!

The Mind Bender works differently on mixes; did it hurt to make you shake? When we make a mix's unfinished mind work in the wet-tank, does that make it easier to kill, harder to keep alive later on? We can change the seed, er Recom mix. Minds are always much harder to get right, that's the way the brain functions. Brains are easier; R3s work as they're made, don't mind-break like R4s.

The mix brain works like any mammal brain, even natural ones. One part just makes the heart and lungs work, stomach and intestines too. Even when you sleep, you don't think about it. Another part handles body movement, like ears, paws and tail. They seem to work OK except when the third part gets broken. That's the part that makes you know you're you, that there are mixes you don't move around, that other things seem to exist. That a whip means pain, you want to avoid pain, so you obey.

But how does the mind work, and specifically, why? Just sticking a bunch of neurons together makes a brain, but it doesn't work together as a mind! They wasted a lot of money making broken minds before the Mind Bender showed a brain how to work, and it somehow started up!

I pleased Them both by using my Bent Mind, to ask Mistress Mel how and why a computer works. It's simpler, can we use it to figure out beastminds? They hadn't thought of that! A computer has a brain, the way paths are built, but it has to start up and go together to be a useful mind. It's a shock, that makes the machine brain shake and sometimes break, when the power goes on and it has to wake up and work. [Ed. note - it's called 'thermal shock', so there's a big heat sink.]

*

I won't bore you with the details, because as a beast I don't know what they mean. But Mistresses do, and they used my questions. A computer doesn't just work on one thing at a time, it has to go around to do a lot of little tasks that add up to what you want. It just bounces around so fast, like an Otter mix, that it looks to us and You that it's just doing one thing.

The display screen looks like it's calm, but it's really being re-written over and over again; that's why it blinks under lights. It always blinks, but so fast you can't see it. Fake light indoors also blinks, and catches the screen blinks so you see them. Sometimes your eyes get sore.

I did something that made me a Good Boy when I said, If the screen blinks fast enough to seem calm, could the Mix Mind Bender blink too? So fast the mix mind thinks it's Learning something calm, but it stops working so quick and starts again the mix keeps breathing and doesn't shake?

Turns out I was right, Mistresses Mel and Alysa tried a new mixmind out. I don't know how fast to blink to have the best effect, but this mind didn't shake! It just took the Learning! Less than a second at a time, didn't shock the beast, but keep blinking at it and it thinks it's getting a clear picture, that even moves when you want! All the blinking adds up to smooth Learning, but after a little while the mind stops add up too, and it gets sore.

*

In Lab Four I met the R3 Guard Edgar, and two other mixes. As soon as they came in the room I scented them. Mixes use scent and hearing more than sight; I simply can't see the little color differ- ences Humans tell me are in plain sight! I saw Red Fourteen, he's older than I am, so I knelt to him. I'm a Good Boy, I know my place.

When I kneel to an older mix, I keep my knees closed. My boy parts are for a Human's pleasure, not his. Just a few centimeters apart for balance feels OK, my front paws relaxed at my sides, back straight, snout level in the air. If a Human commands him, he'll tell me to move.

Aleksa the Catgirl's older, but she's an R4G1 maid and her place is behind Red. My snout tipped up to check her; I'd scented her lovely body and my sheath moved a little. But what got my attention was I scented Red on her fur!

For mixes, that means they'd been touching! And we mixes wore only the fur, leather collars and cuffs, so as I was on my knees to Red, I saw his boy parts. His sheath was a bit stiff, and getting softer. That means it was stiff from touching her!

He looked annoyed to me, so I was quiet. If Mistress Mel hadn't noticed what the beasts were doing, it wasn't My Place to tell Her. She didn't command me, so I shouldn't bother Her. I ducked my snout and quickly returned it to level, telling Red I knew and wouldn't tell.

Red walked a little stiff and talked a bit rough, like he'd just been screaming under the Punishment Whip. When he turned to face his'an Mistress Mel, I saw the scars on his back. But they looked healed, even without fur that only came back around them, so what had occurred? Mistress Mel said Red had been -- something -- by his previous Owner, that made him that way.

I forgot to think, and got in trouble, because I asked Her what word. She wasn't sure which word I meant to ask about, so I asked what Red's'an previous Owner had done. Mistress Mel said softly, abused. I'd never heard that word, Red hadn't either, and he told me to shut up! I obeyed, of course. Red was older.

It was only later, when Mistress Alysa and I were alone, She told me the word. Abused meant Red's Owner had hit him so much with a common whip Red's bones were hurt, a little broken. And he'd screamed his voice raw and hurt more than his throat. Almost three years later, he still wasn't fully healed; he'd probably limp and talk that way for the rest of his life!

I started shaking in fear and begged to ask what he'd done. I'll never do that, Mistress! Never anger You so much! Please, mercy! Mistress was quiet, told me it was OK, but stopped. There were tears in Her eyes! For Red? He's just a slave Foxboy, just a beast!

Mistress Alysa told me quietly Mel Thomson told Her that Red had done absolutely nothing wrong! Nothing at all to earn such harsh treatment, that's why it was called Abuse, not a slave owner punishing his beast. I remembered my first Training, when Mistress Pamela Wilson told me of mixes and Humans. Mixes had something Humans didn't, an advantage, we knew who made us. Humans had been killing each other for centuries over who made them!

And now I knew another Big Bad Secret, that some Humans bought mixes just to hurt them, just to take out their Anger on!

*

I learned more about computers from my'an Owner and Mistress Mel. I was having trouble keeping my beastmind on the work, because both Mistresses had work in the morning and afternoon, so They had me go back to the Kennels to help train mixes!

The Duty rooms didn't look right. Not the way I remembered them. Smaller. Mistress Mary who had given me Sex Training giggled and told me it was how a beastmind worked; I judged a room's size by my own size. Since I was bigger now, almost seventeen, the rooms looked smaller.

I was on my knees to Her of course, my legs spread wide to Her sight, my front paws palms up on my upper thighs, back straight, head down, looking at my boy parts. They were looking nice and big, and I saw Mistress Mary looking at me. She liked my size!

I was happy to please Her. I wasn't being Displayed to my'an Owner, so a mix may speak submissively to beg to speak. A bit odd, I know, but it was my Training. May a slave speak, Mistress? Mistress Mary giggled when I told Her that what She saw and what I hid were at Her command.

And She accepted my offer. A new group of mixes was learning Second Sex Training, but Master Edgar was away from the Kennel on some work. I knew what to tell mixes to do, and I got to help Her!

First Sex Training taught Touch, Fondle, Lick, Kiss and some body part words. Now I helped teach the mixes to Lick each other's Parts. They got sex-hot and I helped show them what to do next.

Human Men seem to think they're strong only when They force Women. Asking if it's OK makes the Men feel weak. But mixes aren't built that way, we're weak to begin with and we all know it. So we take the time to let the girl enjoy our paws on their bodies. That's First Sex Training.

Boys put girls down on their heels to say we want to Fuck them, and they let us to say yes. It's done to please the girl, and the Humans watching. Get used to being a display. Master Edgar had pushed my Sex Class mixes together and shown us what to put where, and now I pushed boy and girl mixes and showed them.

They were as clumsy as I remembered my class of mixes. At least I didn't feel dumber than them! Wash the parts with soap and water, push them together. Enjoy! Teach the girls to hold onto the boy inside them; teach the dogboys to keep their knots out for now, teach the catboys not to hurt the girls. And the otters had to learn not to bounce around; that's hard for them.

I knew a trick Mistress Alysa taught me, to use a music player. It helped the mixes stay together in rhythm, back and forth ... Every- one use your tail, fondle the other mix, slide up and down to the music. Master Edgar hadn't thought of it, and Mistress Mary was younger so She didn't try to tell Him.

But it worked out well, and BioSyn Kennels bought more Hot!Tech players. I was a Good Boy for thinking of that!

*

Afer class I was feeling really good and a bit silly, so I knelt and begged Mistress Mary to let us all go to the Home Duty Room. She wasn't sure She should let us go, but I said I knew another trick. She liked my doggy tricks so She showed us the secret way between rooms. I'd never seen that before -- the wall just opened up with a Hidden Door!

We were all shaking a bit from New, but Mistress Mary told me sternly that I started it, so I had to finish it! Every mix sighed to go back to a Duty they'd learned before First Sex Training, but I asked them if they'd played with the snout.

Huh?! None of them knew what I meant, not even the Human! I giggled and said I was telling them a Big Secret, that I knew from my own Duty. Remember the Whole House Vacuum Cleaner? We mixes had Fun with Sex, now I pushed the sound soft and rubbed myself with the snout! It ate my fur, loose from the, er, exercise, and the cool air felt good. So good my cock poked out for a look, and I got lots of jokes from the mixes about it and the big furry look.

So now everyone there knew my hidden secret, that I liked to fluff my fur and walk around! Especially my big bushy tail. I felt very silly, but my'an Owner had taught me to enjoy silly shows for Her, and my Bondage Training taught me to want to show myself, even to mixes. I even started humming the Tail Song I made up! I hadn't ever let anyone know that before!

'I like big tails, which I can't deny, Big fluffy tails, and I'll tell you why. You can wave 'em back and forth, You can swing 'em south to north. You can curl 'em 'round your waist, You can smack someone in the face.'

I got the tune from some Human song I listened to while I cleaned Mistress Alysa's home. I think the real words were some insult to Women but I'm not sure.