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Gasping at what she just heard, the vixen steps back away from the door just as Miss Kitty exits the room. Miss Kitty then turns and smiles as the vixen she just caught snooping.

"Why, hello there. Sorry if we were too loud. I tend to be slightly over exuberant in my attempts to get Nighcon to come." Still smiling she extends her hand out to the frightened and blushing vixen. "I really wish you would talk to me, you know. I may be able to help you through any problems you may have."

Shaking her head, the vixen steps back away from her. If only she could trust this feline with something she is sure that no one in this house could understand. They have all seen the abuses of this world, where as she had only known love. She, her sisters, and her mother all had known nothing but love from her father. The only one who would get to stay there and continue to know love was their mother. She and her siblings would be forced into a world they knew nothing about to face who knew what horrors. Turning, she runs out the back door, leaving the cat stunned.

"Well, that was productive..." Miss Kitty sighed as she walks off to make sure the other new comers were settling in alright.

The vixen kept running until she found the wall that she was not supposed to cross. Dropping to her knees she let her tears fall down her face. Oh, how much she missed her father, mother, and sisters. Right now her father would be heartbroken, not knowing what fate his daughter had met. Her mother would worry and stress until she would make herself sick. Her sister, Kate, would be devastated that her eldest sister, and best friend, is no longer there for her. Her youngest sister, Megera, would be without her sibling that was almost like a second mother to her.

Choking on a sob, she settles down below a nearby tree and just cries until there is nothing left. Weak from her crying session she curls up in a ball and falls asleep.

Silently, the bat makes her way down the stairs, trying not to draw attention to herself. She was curious about her new owner and wanted to know more about this mysterious dragon. Making her way over to his office door she peers through the crack, and seeing him transfixed on whatever it was he was working on, she lets herself in. However in the split second it takes for her to enter the room he seems to have vanished.

"You know, it's polite to knock first." Says the same sexy voice that had startled her earlier. Gasping, she turns around, face to crotch with the dragon, he seems much larger now then he had standing on the stairs.

"Yes, sir...but you said that if we needed anything to come to you or Miss Kitty and to be honest I was just curious to meet the man that now owns me..." She says politely, and in an almost fearful voice.

Sighing, Nighcon kneels down to her height, knowing now from her fearful voice that she had once upon a time met with serious punishments for her curious actions. "I'm not mad at you, little one. I was just teasing." Smiling he holds his hand out to her. "My name is Nighcon Draken. What's yours?"

Smiling politely at his actions she takes his large hand in her tiny one. "Beatrice, but my mother used to call me Batty, because I would, and I quote, 'drive her batty'." Giggling she reaches over with her unused hand to his sheath.

Gasping at her actions, Nighcon is surprised at her forwardness. Most of the time, anyone he had met that was as small as she is was more timid and shy toward a male of his size and stature.

"Am I doing something wrong, sir?" Batty says in such a sweet, innocent voice that Nighcon feels something inside him shatter.

"No, little Beatrice, you did nothing wrong. I was just stunned that someone of your size is as bold as you are."

Giggling once again she gets down on her knees, in the process pushing him back onto his butt so she can reach his sheath. Instantly she starts licking at the outer scales, slowly coaxing his cock to come out to play. It's not long before Batty wins the war of will and has him as hard as a rock, waiting and willing to play.

Smiling up into Nighcon's face, she starts to suckle at the tip, rubbing her tongue against the urethra. Then, without warning, she takes half of his hard member into her mouth and down her throat, coaxing a growl of surprise and delight from Nighcon's throat. Chuckling as she pulls up and off she then moves up his body to straddle his hips.

Unable to help but stare at the tiny bat that is straddling his hips with an ease that shows just how used to such an action she is, Nighcon is stunned at the fact that she could want someone as large as him inside her. Let alone the fact that she thought he could fit.

"Beatrice...I-I mean, Batty...are you sure you want to do this? I mean...I'm so large in comparison to you..."

Smiling, Batty nods as she slides herself down his throbbing shaft, surprisingly taking all of him into her tiny body. "It's alright...I have actually had larger then you inside me..."

Sitting there stunned at that bombshell, he just watches as she works up and down on him, her budding breasts bouncing slightly as she does so. Suddenly she pushes herself down and her body quivers with an orgasm. Her tiny body squeezes down on his cock so hard that it forces an orgasm from his own.

Lying there panting, Batty wiggles her way up into Nighcon's arms and is soon asleep. Chuckling, he picks her up and carries her up the stairs to her room, tucking her into bed.

"Have a good rest, little Batty."

Miss Kitty walks into her office, shutting the door. Walking over to her computer she sits in her chair and opens her email. Groaning at the amount of junk mail that is clogging the account, she starts to sort through it. About an hour later the count of death threats is up to about three hundred, the amount of parents begging him to take in their children is up to about two hundred, not including the multiples, and there were only three work related emails.

Looking up at the clock she realizes how late it is getting, so she forwards the work emails to Nighcon, then gets up to make her rounds to see how everyone in the compound is doing. More importantly, to let everyone to know that everyone should get ready for dinner in about an hour, and everyone is required to attend tonight to get to know the new arrivals.

After only a little while it becomes apparent that one of the new arrivals is nowhere to be found. Heading outside she does a quick walk around the perimeter, and soon finds the vixen asleep beneath a tree. Stepping over she sits down next to her and starts scratching the vixen's ear.

"Well, what is your story, I wonder? It's almost as if you have closed yourself off as to not feel any pain. It makes me wonder why you are so scared to open up to any of us. You, unlike some of our most difficult cases are unused, unbroken, and flat out unharmed. What has scared you so badly that you are unwilling to talk?" Sighing, she realizes that it is close to dinner time, so she shakes the young vixen awake.

Unsure of where she is, the vixen groans and stretches. "Five more minutes, mom..." Then the realization of all that has happened hits her and she sits up ready to bolt, but only seeing a stunned Miss Kitty, she stays.

"So you can speak. For a while there we were wondering if you were mute." Smiling sweetly, she stares at the vixen. "May I at least know your name so then I know what to call you?"

Looking away nervously the vixen gulps, and then slowly nods. "My name is Analia..."

Her smile growing even wider, Kitty nods again. "Well, Analia, it's almost time for dinner. Would you care to join us?" Analia nods and stands, brushing some stray strands of grass from her fur, then follow the tuxedo cat back into the house. Arriving in the dining room she stays in the doorway, almost in disbelief as the women in this house calmly joke with one another, as if they were actually happy to live here.

"Oh, hello!" A smiling husky with one blue eye and one brown eye bounds up to herself and Miss Kitty. "I take it this is one of the new recruits. Oh, and Nighcon said that the small bat will be unable to join us this evening. She fell asleep after having a really long and trying day, and he doesn't want her disturbed. That and Crystal won't be coming either. Her morning sickness is hitting her hard today and she doesn't feel up to leaving the security of her bathroom." Chuckling at the husky's exuberance, Miss Kitty places a hand on her arm. "That's alright. This is Crystal's first pregnancy so it's understandable that she's not really up for food right now. As for the small bat, it's understandable that she has had a trying day. We all had a hard time before we got here." Turning back to the vixen in the doorway she smiles. "Analia, make yourself comfortable. Dinner will be served as soon as Nighcon arrives. It's not a rule that we wait for him, but we do it as a token of thanks for putting up with all of us and our bad habits." Chuckling once more, she walks away.

The husky then grabs Analia by the arm and pulls her along to a chair. "You can sit by my. My name is Calista." Smiling she takes her seat, then looks up expectantly at the now stunned vixen. "Don't worry. My bark is worse than my bite."

Sitting down in her chair, she looks around the room, stunned by the fact that some of the femme's are kissing and touching each other in a way that is outlawed unless a male tells them to do so, and since there is no male around at the present, she knows that no male has ordered them to. Also, she sees only 8 children running around the large dining room. Most homes with this many females have an abundance of children running round.

Before she can even ponder the risk of opening her maw to ask Calista about the number of children in the room, all the festivities stop and all heads turn toward the doorway. Slowly, the vixen turns and looks at the dragon as he saunters into the room.

"What?" The dragon asks everyone that's in the room. "I didn't set something on fire, did I?" Playfully he looks around as if expecting the drapes or rug to be on fire. "Nope, no fire. Oh well." Smiling he scoops up a three year old tigard cub and sets her on his shoulders. "Now, go ahead and eat up. I don't want to see a single one of you go to bed hungry."

The dragon then makes his way over to the head of the table where he places the small child on his lap where he lovingly feeds her from his own plate, consistently making the child smile and giggle. Ruffling her fur, he keeps feeding her until she yawns and falls asleep in his lap.

Analia is so confused by Nighcon's treatment of a female child, she forgets all about the food before her until Calista elbows her.

"He really means what he says. He won't punish us for not eating, but he'll want to know why and he has his ways of getting us to eat even without having anyone touch us. He's really good at playing up the guilt factor." Smirking she leans over. "And if you're really not that hungry, I'll eat your portion."

"Calista, quit trying to steal everyone's food. There's plenty on your plate already." A smiling tiger with blood red fur with bright white stripes says. "Before you know it you'll be rolling around on the floor with your belly so full we'll have to use a forklift to take you upstairs."

Calista laughs, but doesn't seem at all repentant. The two then continue on joking and laughing, completely forgetting all about Analia.

Analia sighs, turning her attention back to her food, eating the majority of what is on her plate, then sliding the rest onto Calista's without the husky even noticing.

The rest of dinner goes by rather unremarkably. Soon enough, Nighcon stands and hands the tigard cub to the red furred white striped tiger.

"Go ahead and go get your little one tucked into bed." Smiling he leans over and kisses the little girls brow. "Good night, everyone. I'm going to go see if I can get a little bit more work done." He then makes his exit back toward his office.

Analia then excuses herself, finding her room she walks in and locks the door behind her. Staring at the window she walks over and stares off into the night sky, wondering what she is going to do about all that she has learned about this strange dragon and his habits.

Nighcon sighs as he sits down again. Back to work as normal. However, as soon as he begins to get down to business his phone rings. Looking at the number he smiles as he sees that it's his brother calling. Answering the phone, he turns his chair to stare out the window.

"What's up bro? How are things going at the capitol building?"

"Not good." His brother responds. "There's been some talk of new rule changes which will make your job much harder. The underground is looking into rumors about who is officially calling the shots, but so far we have no real clues. However, they want me to let you know that there's been a lot of rounding up of feral children lately. Look out for them. If you can, take them in. Most of them get shoved into that horrible system they call foster care. More like sex camp if you ask me. Try to save as many as you can. Yes, you will be reimbursed for each child you save."

Nighcon sighs. "Always making more work for me, little bro. But hey, it at least makes things interesting. By the way, have you ever heard of any female being a virgin that is too traumatized to even speak?"

"No, I haven't. Why do you ask?" His brother sounds perplexed by such a thing.

"Well, I have a young vixen here that is still intact and refuses to speak to anyone. I'm not really sure what to do for her. Anything that I do that is out of the norm for today's standards perplexes her to the point where she seems stunned. I'm not sure if she's never seen a male act this way, or if it is because she was loved and kept from the truth of our world other than in stories." Nighcon rubs his temples, as he begins to feel a small headache come on.

"Well, by the sound of it, it is more than likely the latter. Her family may be one of the last families to hold out against what is going on. Do you have a surname? If so I may be able to get one of our contacts to possibly look into the archives and see if that's the case."

"No, I don't. Kitty was only able to barely able to get her to tell her a first name, let alone a last. Her name is Analia. It's such a rare name that it is possible to look up her whelping records to get a surname. I'll let you know what else we can get out of her, but she's gone to bed for the night."

"Alright. I'll keep in touch. Be safe." "Same to you, Darius. Whatever you do, don't get caught."

"Yeah, as if I'm that stupid. Later bro."

"Later." Nighcon then hangs up the phone and stares out the window, hoping that Darius can help them bring an end to this terror they call society.