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An umbreon was nervous as he had done terrible things to save something precious attached to him, two of them to be exact. He was hunted, tricked into a trap and forced to be neutered or, do a few jobs for some nasty, vindictive females. He wanted to stay a stud and he had revenge on his mind first. Running was no option as he was held and branded with some hot irons on his chest. His fur was singed and this was permeant for his new life as a problem solver for his temporary masters. Losing an eye was not the worst as he lost a gonad in the process for saying 'no' to killing his mother. His master let him have a ditto regrow it as a lesson. She told him that day, "I am your master and you will do as I tell you to or next time I chew them so badly that no replacement or healing will restore you. Now, I have your mother but, I want you to mount her as I watch her screaming in shock and then I want you to kill her." That day his soul and spirit were taken from him as he was broken mentally. He witnessed his flareon mother strapped on her back to two massive logs with sinew and she was gaged. He was tricked into an erection with bottled pheromones, his nose sent signals to his brain causing his heart to speed up and his muscles to tense except his penis which relaxed. He shut his eyes as he stepped over his mothers' hind legs and had to hear her muffled screams as he pushed into her vagina out of season. She was bleeding vaginally and he was trying to be gentle as he opened his eyes to see her in pain as he was forced to rape her and he bit into her trachea and held it tight as she was squirming and he was knotted and howled for a moment before he orgasm releasing his seed. He was panting. Her body felt his penis enter and blood began to rush to her sexual organs as her oxygen level in her blood stream began to drop rapidly. He sounded guilty and sad as he said, "I sorry mother, please forgive me?" He asked his mother, before choking her to death. Her body was limp as he was still tied to her with her rigor mortis setting in. His seed was now entering her empty womb as his balls were churning and mixing the new batch of semen. Her body was still warm as he turned to see his master and, he was broken and now her slave. His master told him, "When you are free of her, you will eat her." He did what he was told and kept his mothers pelt as guilt set in. It was the only thing that was warm in the cold dark cage his master put him in and gave him the pelt. He was depressed and locked in a dungeon of a cave as he cried of the loss and guilt. His master was sick and kept pushing the act until she knew he was broken. Other males were more defiant and had been castrated as he looked inside the other cages full of thin and starving males. He was wondering if he picked the better fate. He was starving as a female houndour guard threw in a weakened male and told the umbreon, "I was told to tell you, that is your dinner and you will not get another until you mate with them or eat them. Or did she say both anyway, the half male before you picked being 'nut less' than, screw his own week old baby sister. Slaves do not get names, they are given new ones. If you are luck, you might get a female companion for a night or two." She looked in his eyes and continued, "I was like you once locked in a cage but, I was a hostage and raped every night by different males. Your master broke me after months of abuse and made me eat my freshly laid eggs to survive. My sister gave live young and she had her throat slashed as I was forced to eat her whole body with the (She stuttered) unborn pups." That was his first month of torture. The door was shut and he was there for three days. On the second day he was holding out and on the third he was starving and asphyxiated the male to eat and drink the blood. On the fourth day he was blinded by the light and was dragged out onto a rig as his mister came to see him restrained. He was shown a painful device that scarring him as he began to ask. He was interrupted by his master, "Slaves are not allowed to speak or ask without permission. This rod will be inserted into your shaft after the chastity device is attached and strapped to your nut sack. For the rest of your training this rod will be it and you will be able to pee but the more excited you are the tighter your nuts will get. If you knot, well your nuts will die and we will remove them." His eyes were wide as the straps were secured and his penis was pulled out a bit for the tip to show. The metal rod was inserted slowly as he felt the pain and wanted to scream. His master said, "Scream in pain if you wish but, you are now named 'Twelve' slave and you will call me mistress or master for now on. Is that clear?" Twelve nodded, "Yes." He was in pain as it hurt to pee and he was pushed into a room full of females in heat. He was thinking, "Think they are male, think they are males. Why me and in mating season!" He shut his eyes as two females picked the locks on the device and said, "We learned how to free males and the rod will push itself out. Your master is not here so you can speak freely 'Twelve.'" He felt the pain go away and his erection was showing as he said, "Thanks for that but if I mate will I still be intact?" The female sylveon in the crowed laughed and said in a seductive tone, "That (insert profanity) wiped out half the males in my village and took me in after I evolved during my first night with my lover. She killed him and forced me to kill my pups when they were born. I am not a slave but she made me breeding stock. We all are and you are here to breed us all." He looked around and most of the females were in heat and their inflamed vulva in the females. He was scared now. There were no exits and he was afraid of what his master told him. A poochyena female said, "First month I guess but here is how it will go. We can put that gear back on and you breed us first. If your master sees us with you out of your gear, we are punished. There are many here that can stand guard. Now I am in need of a stud like you." Instinct took over as he was busy all morning and worn out as all but half the females were near heat and reattached the chastity device and inserted the rod just to lock it as the guards forced a harness on him and he was taken to his cage and put in it. He was thinking as a new weakened male was there and the umbreon was out of seed so, he played a bit and asked the other male some questions. Twelve asked the other male meowth, "What is your name?" The meowth replied, "Greg, why are you asking if you were to screw and kill me?" Twelve replied, "Did I make the right choice or the wrong choice. Maybe I should have replied 'I would rather die', I had to rape and kill my mother just to eat her." Twelve was depressed as his penis was in pain from the rod inserted into it. The meowth noticed the umbreon in pain and tried to haggle. The meowth pleaded, "Let me live and open the door please! I will get help and free you!" Twelve pushed the door and it was locked. The umbreon said, "It is locked and I do not want to kill you but I want to be free and she has enslaved me to do what! I have no freedom of choice if I kill you I get out of this cage! If I don't, I starve here! (The umbreons' eyes narrowed and he looked like he was going for the kill.) I want to be free and if that means killing you, I will. Just don't hold it against me." The meowth screamed in terror as the umbreon pushed him into a corner and ripped his guts out as a guard decided to watch the show. The umbreon was ripping the preys' chest out as the fur and skin was cut open. The meowth was still alive as his lungs were pulled through his back now and his heart was shacking and pounding. The umbreon looked sad as he punctured the casing around the meowths' heart and ripped it out. Just to eat it first. The blood was everywhere as the umbreon had no water, blood was the next best to dying of thirst. The flesh was taken off the skin and the pelt was cleaned as the umbreon was chained to the walls. The meat was there with some water now and the guts were taken out. The umbreon was shaken up as he was freed from the wall and began to eat. Day ten was painful as more females wanted to breed and this was his third batch. The pain was nominal as he was use to the pain in his penis now. His master decided to pull the rod out and the chastity device out of him. The females had fruit and were pleasurable as he laughed and enjoyed the company in more than one way. He was not telling his own name as females were waiting in line for his seed. He just wanted to be free and his cage had six pelts now, with real food he did not kill now. A female purrloin said, "Master like you I guess. I was her flavor of the year, last year and these freedoms will be stripped if she loses interest in you. I'm almost free but, there was a price. She forced me to kill her lover another slave called 'eleven'. I am giving you a warning, watch your back and please stay alive. I need kittens this year and they will be born free. The others have their pup and kittens killed or sold into slavery." Twelve's heart sank as he thought that his children were to be born free. He had lost count how many female he mated with. His cage was still dark and he was often locked up for five days straight just for one day with females to breed. He was washed weekly and the harness was making it had to wander around. He missed the sunlight and the moon. He was feeling the phases of the moon. Day fifteen was new for him as he was getting sick and placed in a cage with the sun and sky. He felt that this was nice until it got dark and began to rain. He had no shelter at all. He sat near the cage door quiet for five days. Dying of thirst he was given blood and drank it. Then, a body of the purrloin was given as food. The body was a shocker to him as he was force to eat a female he had befriended. This was from his first mating batch and she was pregnant with his children. The could not bare to eat the unborn kittens and eevee pups as his master watched. His master spoke, "Twelve, all the meat you have been eating lately are the females you mated with. Until you eat it all, you will be in that cage." He was eating everything just to get inside and his will had come back just to be crushed again and he learned that he made the bad choice. A male next to him was in the umbreon's plight and told him through the cell walls. He said, "The purrloin tried to escape we heard the story from the guards and our master though you should be crushed again. What happens to our pups? Do you know?" Twelve replied as he stuttered, "They, they are sold into slavery or killed to be eaten. A female told me and why me?" The hall was silent as the news was passed on and the shock. All of them were in shock and Twelve was feeling guilty that he just father so many to suffer without knowing their fate. The realization that the life of a slave with their master was to suffer with guilt. His mother told him as a pup, that empires forged from blood last for a moment compared to empires forged from compassion. Day twenty of his enslavement was the end of another five days of solitary confinement just to be summoned by his master. He wanted to ask when she spoke, "Who owns you? You can speak to answer three questions." Twelve spoke, "You mistress." She replied, "Who owns your balls?" Twelve replied, "I do?" He was shoved to the wall on his back as a weight was pressed to his balls. His master got off a darkened pedestal and said, "I own every part of you and you do not have permission to speak in front of me so, do you own your balls?" Twelve nodded, "No." This master asked, "Do I own your balls?" He nodded, "Yes" His master got the weights lifted and she was a petit simisage. She looked at him and made a choice. "Twelve, tomorrow you are working in the fields to plow and see what I do to all your children and the young the others have fathered." He was thrown back into his cage and there was an espeon female for him. She was defiant and he knew what was going on. Twelve said to her, "Forgive me but are you new here?" She replied, "I was caught this morning were am I?" He tried to stay quiet as he smelled her estrus and said in a grieving tone, "I guess I am here with you in my cell to break you. I'm a slave and forced to do my masters bidding! I have to mate with you or get punished." She replied, "That is what the one who threw me in told me! Please don't I do not want pups with you!" He wanted to make this quick and his body was ready as she was smelling his musk and her body was screaming for a male. He mounted her as nerves in their bodies were on fire. Their hearts were racing as they were rocking and sliding. He was trying to hold back and ejaculated in her vagina and was stuck to her. Twelve asked her, "Please forgive me and do what you are told. Our master likes to make us suffer. I had to rape, kill and eat my own mother." She looked at him and he was honest. She looked into his eyes full of guilt, regret, and most of all, fear. The two were fed and had water as she smelled blood and felt his branding. It was day twenty one and Twelve was pulled out of his cell and in the sun as he was strapped to a plow to work in the fields. He witness hundreds working the fields with harnesses and brands like his. Only a few did not and were controlling the rest. He felt he lost favor to his master or he was being punished again. Ether way he hated it. He was dirty and muddy as he was pulling a plow and being hit with a stick to keep him moving. He was too tired to move and pushed into his cell for the night and he was in pain as he looked at a neutered male pikachu he had kill for what looked like both of them to eat. The espeon was still there and she was horrified as he killed the pikachu and started to eat before giving her the other half. The water was gone as he as lapping up the blood on the floor and his relief put was empty again. That was his toilet and now hers. She was not in heat anymore and he was talking as he looked broken. She said, "I am a breeder or something and was never given a name at all. Why me?" Twelve replied, "I felt the same way and then I thought, why here and not some other territory. I learned my father was a slave and born in it. He ran and met my mother in the woods. She hid him as she believe that it was immoral to have slaves. Why you and me, I have no idea but, I am trying to not be close to you. I had a female that I got close to killed and I had to eat her and her unborn or starve to death." His tone was dark and the espeon felt the aura of guilt. He was tired and slept all night just to be given a bucket of cold water to wake up to and continue working the field for the last nine days of torture. By now he was soulless and broken as the ups and downs were not bothering him. The espeon was erratic now and had lost an eye for punishment, just to have a ditto regrow it again. It was hormonal as she was not going to have an eevee in three months. She was in her own cell and being broken as Twelve was. It was a whole month of slavery as he was shown to his master. He was no dreams of freedom anymore. He feared for the espeon's life now and he knew that his master got her with him to act as a hostage if he escaped. He spoke out of term, "Master, why am I being punished? I have no idea what I did to displease you? Please tell me what I did wrong?" She looked into his eyes and replied, "I do not like prideful slaves at all and your lover is going to stay in the same cell as you but, if you ever displease or talk out of term again, I will have you kill her. On that note, your child will be born a slave and never have the chance of freedom with me." His eyes were expressionless as she could tell he was perfect for his next task. She told him, "Twelve, I want you to go with me to the auction and see all your living children I do not need sold. Then, I will decide what you will do for me." He was ashamed he was so low in the social order as he was placed in a chastity device again and muzzled as he got into a city. The slave market was busy as the rich were buying and selling living beings. He looked at the lots children he sired were up. Most male pups were castrated and the females were in pain as they were chained tightly together. Twelve hated the next part as he was used for a stud service for others and that is how his master made money off him. He just looked down as he heard the word 'Sold!' all day and he knew that the slaves were treated as property. He wanted to buy his freedom but, the espeon female he had was in the back of his mind. He knew he had saved gold in a cave nearby but not enough to pay for both of them to be free. He hid the gold when his master was inside and a guard was not looking. It was in his mouth the whole day. Any lose coin that he found went in it now. He wanted to be free and started to dream of it. He looked at a female sylveon he noticed was on the auction block. She was a bit wide and he thought she had extra value. Twelve pointed to her after he nudged his master to look at her closely. She was blind and he knew it. She looked sick but, he knew she was malnourished. His master said, "If she is cheap maybe but, does she interest you?" His body reactions said it all. He had interest in her like most complete males did. The sylveon sold at a high price to a different owner and he was ashamed he pointed her out. He learned why he was brought after the auctions, he was a cart puller and for other slave owners to see him and get his stud services later. He was lonely that day as six new slaves were purchased and he was beaten for not producing enough for a good profit. He limped back into his cell to see the espeon and she worked the fields that day. He waited til nightfall to speak to her about his day and feel a surprise. He found a lose rock and spit out the bag of gold and some coins. He hid them under the rock and in the wall. It was not much but, he thought it might save his life someday. Months past and soon he began to give up on freedom as he witnessed two pups born from the espeon. His master came to see their value. He looked at his master as she looked at the shiny female newborn. She knew it was valuable. The male was low value. Twelve interrupted, "Please spare the fate I have for the new female. I had coins and nuggets stored in the woods. Just let me grab them and haggle for her freedom." His master was surprise and replied, "Show me first." He guided his master to one bag in the deep woods and she looked in it. His master said, "Not enough. I need twice as much." He had learned slave had value from his now regular trips to the market and he replied, "I found one item that could pay for her and I keep the gold." Twelve pulled a stone and picked up a large diamond. It was shiny as his master looked at it and said, "Then your daughter is free but, the gold belongs to me like you do. Twelve replied aggressively, "No. That was not the deal and you just said she was free so, the deal was stuck at that moment. I keep the gold to save up for my freedom along with the espeon. A rule for anyone is do not get greedy, it caused mistakes." His master replied, "I see now that you wish for freedom and the one you care for but, you need a lot more." Then she gave the bag back and he carried it to his cell and stored it with his other gold nuggets. The espeon was crying and he told her quietly, "I paid for our daughters freedom, but I need more for ours. I spoke to master and made a deal that she likes. Master likes money and I do not have any more left to get." Twelve felt low as he knew he save one form being a slave and his daughter. He knew his son was no value and he had many sons like that. He could only save one from being a slave and he had to choose. The espeon mother asked, "What about our son?" Twelve replied in a somber tone, "I had to pick one to save and males like him have no value. I hoped master would throw his freedom in also, I was wrong and she didn't. I want to buy our freedom and I had to choose a breeder or a labor slave. I am both and I hate it!" The espeon felt his aura and he was shattered. He wished he had a better life and it was near the next breeding cycle for some females. He was wanting the taste of his own choice. Over the next few weeks his food rations were short as his master decided not to feed the non-slave. He could make do and eat less along with the mother. He was not mating to save his supply for the hordes of females he was suppose to fertilize. The espeon was treated like a breeder and given more food during the day and she was force to endure other males as Twelve was mating other females. He was burned out as he was sold as a stud service and every few days he found a low value coin on the owners room he had to enter. It would be years or a lifetime to pay for his freedom. He was tired and it was not breeding season now. He was forced in the fields to do work and he looked at his espeon cell mate and her pups as they had to work the grain mills. He felt odd that he was not punished like he expected and feared the worst, he thought his master would order him dead. His free daughter was too young to leave her mother and the only one not wearing a slave collar. She was watching as her brother and mother were pushing the stone in the grain mill. Twelve was pulling the carts all day as others were just as tired and witnessed a brutal beating from one of the guards on a perloin that attempted to escape. Twelve's pups were one month old and he had his daughter hide in some bushes as a secret code word was given and she was guided with slaves that tried to run. His daughter left for the south in the uncharted lands to live with friends of her father. She did find the friends and learn that her father was a gem hunter by trade. He never told anyone his skills as he was a slave. His son was taken midday as he was hitting adolescents to be sold. His parents did not look at him as they were separated and Twelve was given more pain. Twelve's master was cruel and had his son on a log as she said to Twelve, "I give you a choice, your nuts or your sons; no matter what you will eat them raw. Make your choice. That other log is if you choose your nuts to go instead. If you pick your son, you will do the task." Twelve was not shocked at the cruelty until he heard his son scream 'Dad, save me'. Twelve fell to the floor and was in shock as he weighed his choices. He was a breeder and his son was important to him. He took a risk and hoped his son would have a kind master. Twelve walked slowly trying to delay the task. Twelve shut his eyes as he bit his son's scrotum and bit harder. His son was becoming erect as his father was bitting and tugging. Soon his son was pleading for his father to stop as blood was starting to be seen and the skin was pierced. The outer fur and foreskin were gone as Twelve looked at the white covering and began to remove look perplexed. Twelve motioned to speak and was allowed, "Mistress, how do I precede? I have never done this before." Their master replied, "Pull the white sack off and then rip the small white tube apart. Then, hold the red attachments holding the balls and clam down and chew. Hold the nuts in your mouth and pull. I assigned our surgeon, a vulpix next to you to heat and cut those attached tubes. No ditto will ever be able to repair or restore your son. This for speaking the day he was born." Twelve did the instructions as he was told and had to eat his sons balls and let his son watch. A moment later Twelve whispered to his son, "I'm sorry but, I am a slave and I know in time you will evolve and regrow them." Twelve was tied to the wall as a precession of slave going to the market were marching. At the end he was shocked that his espeon cell mate, was going to be sold. His son was last and he could not bear to look as his female and son were taken to be sold. A day later, he was sent to the breeding room and did nothing for two days. He stopped eating and drinking and he did not obey orders in the field and just allowed himself to be whipped again and again. He was shattered physically and emotionally. He just wanted to die and he was broke again as his cell was pulled apart and his saved coin to buy his freedom was all gone. They had to force feed him as he just refused to eat at all. He was in a deep depression as he was tossed into a new cell with his pelts to keep him warm. Under the pelts was his female espeon. She said, "I was sold but, they could not pay and I was returned. Our son is dead, sold to the slaughter house for cheap. I, I watched his throat being slit on site and his body was thrown in a wagon. No one wanted him at all, not event to free him. We are just property and I learned that the laws here state that captured slave can buy their freedom at market value but, only at the market." Twelve spoke very quietly and said, "Our daughter is safe in the uncharted south and that is hard to get to but it is safe and there is no slavery or civilization to speak of. I missed you and thought I would never see you again." He was weak with hunger and ate in the morning with a surprise, a slave who raided his cell took it all and hid it. Twelve was given half back but the other was used to buy their freedom. Twelve was in his old cell and they missed some items. They were stones of good value. Twelve was carried out and he was not weak from hunger but, lust and sickness. His master knew that sick slaves' were useless and Twelve's cell mate volunteered to do his work in the field as he was treated and he had a broken leg and cracked vertebra from the beatings. He was out for weeks and near breeding season, he was forced to be the stud again in an injured state. For weeks he was in a chastity device that had no urethral rod in it. It was so all his seed was staying inside until needed as his testicles grew for breeding season. He was pulled into the breeding area and he was limping as his espeon was in heat a few days earlier and had learned how to remove and replace the device with ease. She was pregnant again and he wanted her free first. She was in his cell and guarded the money and gems from theft as he was forced to fallow his instincts with so many females that were receptive. He did what nature intended with six before lunch and it was fruit. Then, some light chatting and more lustful females in need of a male. This time he was not alone as three other stud slaves were in the room. His master had purchased them recently and knew that one male with sixty females did not help his seed count. He was resting as the other males were more viragos that he was able to do with his injuries. He was looking as he was going to the market again as a mule for grain. Twelve found his value and of his espeon. He kept a jewel in his mouth as he was suppose be silent. He was with some guards and in a bar as the umbreon looked at the bartender. The bartender said, "None for slave, that is the law." Twelve replied, "Duncan, I need money to buy someone I care for. I want to pay for their freedom and I have a gem grade diamond on me." Twelve was given some water and the diamond was spit in the water. This was a large one and his master came in. Twelve asked to speak and was granted as this was a public place. He said, that rock is mine and worth about as much as my espeon cell mate. I want to buy her freedom or own her. That gem is worth three new slave. I know female espeon's are rare and are worth two and a half of a normal slave. I want her as my own. She can be leased to you but, she cannot be harmed by you." His master said, "Slave are property and what they have belong to me." The bartender said, "Only in coin and value of labor. The law never said anything about gems." Twelve's master pondered and replied, "She is your after a paw print but the lease I want will cover the food and housing cost for her." Twelve looked at his options and replied, "Deal, but please she is not for sale now and the deal needs the paper first." The slave market was next door and the paper had to done quickly as Twelve owned his espeon, but he wanted to free himself and that was not in the budget anymore. The espeon that Twelve owned now was given a new tag and she was shocked when he came back. "I had to own you but, freeing you was out of the price range. I made a deal that all the food you and the pups need with the housing will cover the lease amount I would get. Just do as my master orders and you are not harmed." Twelve told her. She fell on the ground and was in shock. She was not happy or sad but confused. Twelve spoke softly to her, "I learned the rules from my father and slaves with some money can buy slave for personal reasons. I bought you so, you cannot be taken from me. I hate being a slave but the cost to free you is absurd. They do not want slaves to own anything and I have nothing. Why us and why this place that we are forced to do work for others. I am still injured and I wanted to save you from 'her' wrath. Our pups will have to sold as slaves but, that is until I become free and bring you south if I can." The espeon was still a breeder class slave under a new owner. She wanted to sleep it through as her new legal owner was burned out sexually. He was tired from many females and he was wishing he could have freed the espeon. He was close to running and had to make a plan. Twelve was sleeping and was dreaming of a plan. First, send his espeon south to his daughter before she had her litter. Then, he would make a run once he go word they were safe with the right code words. This was a risky plan as if it failed and she was recaptured, they knew he was going try and make an escape. He was scared of his espeon being punished and he was on light work duty for now. The beatings on his will and body were adding up. His espeon slave that he knew her name but was scared to call her even when she was not his. The days she was gone he was alone when she was forced to learn some new tricks. She said in their cell, "I was sold to a harem for some fat zangoose and he forced some new tricks I want to show you. Please my love I want to show you tonight." Twelve replied, "For now call me master and 'her' mistress when she is around and she is watching." The espeon replied, "Master, I learn some new game we can play with your approval?" Twelve nodded, 'Yes.' The espeon was licking his nut sack gently as he was surprised and becoming excited. The harness was creating a bit of static shock but, both were required to wear it by law at all times unless damaged or being replaced. She continued as he was panting now and his penis was coming out of his sheath and she started to lick his penis as it was growing. She was not showing the fact she was expecting and was licking his groin as her front paws were rubbing his nuggets and shaft. Their bodies were charged as their brains were surged with dopamine. Twelve was panting and looked at her vagina swollen and he licked her anus and clitoris as she was feeling his shaft in her mouth. He was instinctively thrusting as she was feeling his tongue in her clitoris and their bodies were dripping pre as she was near her peak and he was about to blow. She closed her jaw tight as he ejaculated into her mouth and she let go and gasps for air. He was panting as she turned his knotted organ around and was sucking on it as his seed was still being delivered into her vagina. He was burned out and she was cleaning herself and her new master. The next day was the rest day and the two were in an enclosed pen as it others had to work that day. He was struggling just to walk around and she was forcing him to walk. Twelve was in pain and she was his servant. He ordered her to keep taunting so he could begin to recover. She did what she was told as he was given meat again. He was asking the guard, "I know this scent, are were fed to the others when we die?" The guard replied, "Where else does meat come from? Slave are slaughtered in the market and your master purchases some new property as a meat supply every few weeks or if one of you die from exhaustion." Twelve was in a bit of shock that his master never wasted a use for a slave. He stopped for a moment and said, "So we are captured or raised as slaves. Then, forced to work or breed just to be meat for the rest? I know I need meat to recover but this is ruining the mood." The two still ate the meat and found a new pelt in his cell of an eevee. He realized a painful thought, "We ate our smoked and dried son. That was the scent and now his pelt?!" The two were in separate corners as the shock was too much to handle now. The espeon said, "Love, our son was cooked that day so, she bought the pelt. I was forced to eat my child that day. Like you I had to eat something special, his penis cooked and stuffed with his heart next to it. I was force fed that day and I hated it and still have dreams of that day." This helped him feel a bit better and reminded him of what he was forced to do that day. Twelve wanted true freedom and even the laws were oppressive to slaves. They had little rights and if their master died or was enslaved they were transferred to the new owner. The exception was a slave purchasing a slave, that was rare to even accomplish. Months past as he was back in the breeding room and fighting for females to mount. Twelve was actually fighting as there were five males in the room competing for thirty females and he was just not as good of a fighter as a lover. Twelve was resting the next day and his espeon was off that day to for some mixup. In the caged pen they were trapped as a riot broke out from two slaves fighting. A slave unlocked the door and the rest ran. His espeon wanted to run but he held her down. Twelve told her, "Wait for the guards to catch them, the initial rush is almost always caught. Second, If master trusts us we get jobs without escorts and if I get that I can order you with me and then we can run. That will take some time to do if I run. Finally, master beheads slaves that run or disembowels them alive after she cuts the nuts off the males if they still have them." His espeon replied, "How, no why do you know!" Twelve replied quietly as his master was near, "I have seen it with my own eyes. Blue Seven had his balls cut and his right eye cut as he ran to catch a slave. She showed him mercy and had his balls regrown and his eye replaced with a fake. I heard her say that she had to do something or the other slave owners would think she was weak." The two just sat there as she thought about the new lives inside her and she knew that Twelve was at least a kinder slave owner. He had to pick the risk veris the reward and he knew the punishment was a lot worse for runners. Twelve had seen slaves with lost limbs, and in chain gangs for the rest of their lives. His master looked at them when the cage was closed and said, "Smart choice Twelve, I would have made your love life very miserable otherwise." He stayed silent and looked broken as he had to be obedient to his master. She was a cruel female with a bad temper. He heard that other owners were much nicer that his and in the city he was told to stay quiet and never look at anyone. He did his best to obey and he feared his master's wrath. A few months had past and now Twelve had pups that were slaves for life and he had to pick what to do. He had no choice but to sell them. He had two sons that he kept as 'intact' to improve the chances of them living. He was guiding them as his espeon feared for their lives. He did not show it but, he was terrified they would be killed on site as his master was watching and he hoped to pay for his freedom for their sale. He knew it was cruel for hope like that but, he was a slave himself. He was nervous as his first son was on the auction block and no takers. His second son was a shiny and made him money to pay for his freedom but, he had taxes and was only half paid for himself. The next auction was another auction house and his last son was sold for meat as he wanted to look away his master had an idea. She said, "I will buy him but I want you for a five season contract for your freedom. You breed shiny pups every year and after five season you will be free but, your pups will belong to me." He did not think about it and said in a low tone, "Deal." His master was pleased and purchased his pup at the last moment. She save him from the butcher and wanted him as a possible future stud or private servant. He was wrong as she kept him alive and not in chains but the lowest of the breeder males. He was the caretaker of the females. He was below the breeder females and even most slaves. The others took their frustration out on the pup as he was beaten into submission and soulless. He hated his father as the breeding pens were where he was at. Twelve pulled his son on the ground and said, "If I did not make the deal I would never see any freedom and you would be dead. You were on the meat market! I had to do something to save you! I made a bad deal to save you, I am a slave for five more breeding seasons and then my master will find some way to keep me until I am dead." A female luxio became interested and stepped in. She said, "I like little one's for adult fun and your pup is the right age. Umbreon, you are too old for my taste and I will have your child as you watch me ravage his virgin shaft. I will ride him hard until he is broken." The other females gathered around as held Twelve down as his son was forced to mate with her. His son was panting and begging to stop as his sex drive was still new. He was in pain as she shocked him. Twelve was force to watch as three other females took his son. "Daddy! Why did they hurt me!" Twelve's son cried as his father looked at him. Twelve told his son, "That is what natural to be scared but they, think I am too old. I don't know maybe they wanted to tease me because I am the weakest male in the room most of the time." Twelve could not tend to his son as he was pulled into his cell and his espeon was tired from all the work outside. It was a long day as both just wanted to sleep from very busy days. A month past as Twelve's surviving son was now old enough to compete for females and bully his father. He was cocky as he looked at a male slave being castrated for mounting a male and sent to the fields. He was not broken like his father. Twelve was on a month of rest to replenish his seed supply as the sunlight was getting shorter. He knew it was near the harvest and that meant hard labor. It was enough to feed all the slaves and staff mostly. There was plenty of extra for next years crop and the market. Twelve's espeon was sick and she needed medical help. He asked the guard for the doctor as his espeon told him the truth. She said, "I was impregnated by your masters uncle a few weeks back and I was abused by him and I just lost the pups he fathered." She was depressed as Twelve was furious that the lease was broken. The espeon spoke, "Please, I tried to make a deal so he would buy you. That was hard to do without that risk. It was my fault, I wanted you to be free and he frees slaves after they get as old as you." Twelve looked in the eye's of his slave he bought to keep her. He loved her and she was full of regret as he was pushed aside for the doctor to see her. It was not good as the doctor said, "She needs time to recover and she must not breed next month to recover. She might die in the act if you decide to try. As her owner you have to choose and a ditto will not be able to help her." Twelve slept on the information as she was his slave and breeding her was not the dangerous part. It was recovery that he feared. He had heard of the nursery so, he wanted to ask his master for advice. Twelve spoke, "Master (He looked at the ground and was acting depressed.) My espeon's pregnancy was terminated somehow and I was wondering how you dealt with that? Second, I heard of this nursery and ask she is placed there for her recovery?" His female master paused and spoke, "Sad to hear but she was in the nursery where all females of her type are placed around this time of year. Give her time to think as I isolate them for two weeks in solitary. You do not have that option but I do, unfortunately the new absol stud has wrecked havoc and used your slave. If you feel you want to punish him, tell me when and how and see if I approve of it." Twelve acted shocked as his espeon never told him about this. He fell to the floor in a blackout. He woke up in his cell and his espeon was looking sad. "I am too ashamed about the event to tell but the new stud slashed me hard in the belly as they were not his pup. I heard your master tell you what happened when she had you put back in your cell. I, I'm sorry I lied to you. I did make the deal for your sale and I was not yours. If I had this litter for the rich uncle he would buy you. I had to think fast like the contract with your master to save our sons life." The espeon told Twelve. Twelve replied, "I am afraid you almost died from that when I first heard the news. I bought you because I wanted you with me. I was crushed when you were sold and I could not bear the pain from that." Twelve was looking out the cell door as the new male stud walked by and it was the one that hurt his cherished slave. With a mix of emotions Twelve knew that it lightened his work load for breeding and field work but, this new male was dangerous and had come close to killing his espeon property. The Twelve bought her to keep her for himself and she worked the nursery often. Nether of them slept well as she was panting in pain and Twelve feared for her life. The next morning Twelve called for a doctor as his espeon was breathing very shallowly and pale. He was scared as she was near dead. He knew that a few gems would pay for the doctor and he pulled a few out of wall when no one was looking to pay for the service if she lived. Twelve was aggressively told about breeding with her when she stood up to the doctor about the previous night. Twelve was on the floor and depressed for hours as it was his rest day. He tried to keep her warm as she lay near death. He prayed she would live as his master came to the cell. Twelve was honest and said, "The new stud need to calm down. I don't want her to die alone." His master replied, "About that, I finally got his records and he was cheap because he tends to kill the females. It is your call if she is to become food if she dies. I am here to tell you the contract has changed. You were sold to a new owner and she is yours and will come. You have one week here." Twelve was pondering what to do. He was locked up for a week with his espeon slave and she was given more food as Twelve ate less. He was thinking that if she did pass on, that he should eat her so she would be part of him. He hoped a week of rest would help her and him recover. He was scared as he packed a roll of pelts with gems and coin in hidden. His espeon was barely walking on a shattered leg in a makeshift cast. Twelve was blinded by the light as he was in chains and placed into a cart. Many males looked at him and knew he was a breeder. They looked at his espeon slave with his tag on her. An older slave was next to Twelve and said, "You could have bought your freedom but, you bought her. I have seen this twice before and you must care for her. Twelve replied back, "It hurt to see her gone and she was used in a cruel way. I thought that I could save her and buy her freedom. I could not and I took the other choice to buy her as my slave so she would be safe and our pups could have a dad." The older slave gave shocking news, "Unfortunately, our stud services will be cut off to our new owner. I overheard they like to eat them on the slaves first day." Twelves' espeon was sleeping next to her owner as Twelve was pondering. The chains on her was loose because she was severely injured and his were shacking off. All he needed was a way off the cart as he smelled rain. Twelve picked up his slave and forcefully dislocated his front leg to get free. He pulled the chains of his slave and stumbled as he carried her neat the edge of the cart and pushed her off as he jumped. The fall popped his leg in as he heard the guards coming. Twelve pulled his espeon into the ditch and had her stay still. His pelts were on the next cart as he jumped that one to retrieve his bedding. The others tried to run on the road as Twelve stayed still and looked dead. The rain made the guards assume he was dead and the espeon was half dead then. Hours past as he pulled the pelts as a cart for his slave. He was not free but, he headed south. There was rumors of freed slaves making a village and Twelve wanted to see this place. He knew the risk of his slave and he wanted to see her free. Days past as his espeon was starting to move again as Twelve entered the forbidden woods to see a healer for his espeon. The healer was there and Twelve paid with some work outside in the garden. He looked as the female healer treated his espeon and soon the two left south. He wanted freedom and he found a long to drift to an island off the shore. He realized that the village was a farce to collect runaway slaves on the mainland. He made a choice to pull the markings of a slave of his espeon and try to rip his harness off and failed. She helped him as he knew that if he was returned he would be killed now. The woods were his home now as he made a den for the both of them and slept rarely. She was lonely and a bit lustful for his seed. He knew she was tagged as his in her ear and the harness was ripped from the trip. Where he could get a new one was too dangerous. He could tell a story as a slave and owner that survived a storm at sea and they landed on the island. The merchants might believe him. He was surprised to see his shiny daughter from his as a slaves and his first litter there. She was free and had become an leafeon. The leafeon had pups of her own as she looked at her mother. Her father had the markings of a slave owner and he helped his espeon into a small village. The others hated him for the marking of a slave owner. Twelve pleaded and explained why he was a slave owner. He was begging to stay as a family friend recognized his scent and looked at the pelts. Three were special to Twelve as he looked and explained his goals. Twelve feared retribution for being a slave owner. He was having nightmares for this. He dreamed of having angry slaves take his balls off by force and shining him alive. He was having problems sleeping as he and his espeon slave were sleeping in a guarded hut. He was cold as all his pelts were on and under his espeon to keep her warm. He was afraid and shacking as food was given in the morning and he confessed all his acts he was forced to do as a slave. He kept talking about his dream a less cruel world. Some leaders came in with a box and he nearly passed out with the sight of what appeared to be a blade. It was a prop to test him. They looked in his eye's that he was treated horribly, Twelve feared the worst and looked at his female as if it was for the last time. One elders said, "Relax and let me explain. You see, very few slaves are broken as you and since you have your nuts still attached we'll let you keep them. (The elder's eye's looked at their groin.) I had mine taken by force and you are needed as there are three to one female to males that still can breed. Why do you still wear that thing then?" Twelve replied, " I'm scared and I ran a few days ago. If they find me I will be killed if this looks too good of shape and they will assume I am a runaway." The elder looked at Twelve and replied, "Your primary is free to explore but you are still a fully functional male. There is a line for you and you are new blood, mostly anyway. Your daughter vouched for you and you seem to not be a spy." Twelve peeked out the door and it was true. He was one of the few eevee evolution males with a set of testicles still on them. There were about two dozen females as he knew it was breeding season and he looked scared. Twelve asked the elder, "Am I a prisoner here?" The elder shook his head, 'No' as Twelve was still scared and walked outside to see this place. It was a wooded walled village with some gardens and fields outside the inner wall. His mind was in a mess as he was thinking. Twelve was thinking, "Is this what freedom feels like or is this a dream from long past? How long was I a slave? Can I remember my name?" Some villagers were talking and knew that Twelve was in shock from what appeared to be years of enslavement. The shier shock was making him frightened. Twelve's espeon came out and talked to him, "Let's ignore the doctors' orders and I want to be your first this year. You can be a real father to our pups and not fear the sale." She was in heat as his mind was turning to making more eevee's." She said to the females in waiting, "Technically he still owns me as a farce but, I get his seed first. The rest of you have to wait, I have been teasing him for weeks." This became a three day marathon for Twelve. He was scared as he was not use to freedom like this. He was a gem hunter before being a slave. That was a hard life as digging and haggling for coins and barley surviving as competition was violent. It was three weeks before he took his harness off and wobbled as his legs were sore from all the females that wanted him. His memories of freedom were still not there as he wanted time to think. The waters were rocky and rough so larger boats were wreaked bringing in new villager and they seemed to hate slave owners and slave hunters. Twelve was in question as he had the scars of a tortured and broken slave. His mind was not yet recovered as he was looking around in the forest with his espeon for a place to call home away from the others. He looked at his espeon and she was safe with him. He just was still in recovering as she was expecting some pups and he found a den to expand. The walls of the village were safe but the outer forest was where he wanted to live and recover his lost freedom. Away from the village he remembered his name from a piece of paper. He recalled it from filing to own a slave. He tried to use it often but, slaves were not allowed to have names that the master did not give them. A local came to him as Twelve was hunting and tried to pull him to hide. He did not understand until he looked down the road and viewed slave hunters caring chains and cages. The villager told him the unwritten secret. They said, "We were attacked by slavers two winters ago and our elders pleaded and made a deal. It was half our young twice a year. We hide the strong and valuable and you are a good one to keep." Twelve looked in fear as he looked at his old master and he was shacking and his eye's were dilated in real trauma. Twelve was unable to move and even run as the villager looked at him. Fallowing the hunters were boxes and a castration rig. The straw filled carts were last and for the unhatched eggs. Twelve was looking across the road at his den with his espeon with some pups she was hiding and keeping them quiet. The strangers were gone past the fields and into the walls as Twelve ran to his mate and pups. He heard screaming and pleading inside the walls. He was scared and angry. Twelve's espeon female said to him, "Maybe we should kill them as they are full of new slaves and their numbers are stretched. I know you wish for freedom but, at what cost. I know you said empires forged from blood do not last long but, you are wrong. Empires that use blood to keep free are just the start. Think about this, there is only one road in and out of town and one road. They cannot bring those carts into the woods or haul prisoners easily. If they do, they can be picked off one by one. (Her eye's pointed down a bit.) I am looked down on and if you were king, I would be queen and we could forge an empire. The villagers would see you as an equal and not a stud service and we can live in town in relative safety." Twelve was thinking as he changed his mind and called his neighbors to lock the town from the outside as former slaves would first destroy the cart with the castration rig then enslave the slavers. Twelves former master, he had something special in mind for all the torture he had been though because of her. He looked from the top of the walls of the town and used his ears to signal as the hunters entered each house some were captured and chained like the slaves the others were taking. The plan was not a good plan but manual labor would ease his work in the fields during planting season. The plan was not going well as soon the word was that there was a new stud with a new slave mark and Twelve was captured and held down as his old master was looking at him with cruel eye's. She said, "Every time I broke you never came to what I expected. First I break you and you do what I want until I give you a cell mate. Then, you push death when I sold her just to for you to buy her." Twelve interrupted her, "You broke your deal to a slave owner. Even slaves that own slaves have their deals honored. You sold me to the mines!" His old master got angry and said in a cruel way to the slave hunters, "Pull his teeth, cut off his balls and meat. Finally turn him into stone for five thousand years. Oh, they caught your property so stab her and turn her to stone also as she is dying. They will make great statues in my house. Then, be creative on this runaway. " Twelve screamed in fear and anger, "Why! Why are you a monster to me. I did what you asked and I was so miserable just for you to keep hurting me." She was angry and wanted to punish them further as pliers were pulling his teeth out as his mouth was forced open and each tooth was shown to him. Then his body was flipped as he was forced erect to have a syther cut off his penis and his balls. He was in pain as he was held in a subservient position as he was turned to stone as his female was bleeding in the lungs and stomach and in stone. She looked like she was in pain as his current pups were gutted alive in front of him. He was unable to move, he was still alive as he knew he was stuck as stone for five thousand years of torture watching his prized female mate die in suffering. He was losing his mind as he was carted to the doorsteps of his masters house and constantly watching his mate suffer as he was alive watching for generations of his masters family. It was over seventy years until he was next to his female in the cellar unable to speak and in pain without teeth, or pride. He was broken as a light sent them to sleep for a long time. He awoke in a strange place full of pictures and not understanding the language at all. He tried to get up and fell as a stranger looked at him in strange building. It was a magic school of sorts and they treated his revived female fast as they looked at him. His nut and penis were in his mouth he thought, and they could use magic to safely reattached his gear with no ill effects like sterility. His teeth and legs were a different matter as his tendons and ligaments on all his legs were cut and he was still bleeding from the loss of his teeth. A teacher said to him (Twelve did not understand the language at all.), "Good thing they were still in you or the spell would have not worked. This spell was arcane magic and your partner in the spell is fine but shaken. Your teeth and legs require dentures for now and surgery. There will be months of therapy just to walk but you do not understand this I guess as the magic that was used on you is lost. Also, where you are from, slavery ended three thousand years ago at least, you still have a slave harness on. They have the books on the spells in our library and you and the espeon were bought and we were searching for the owners of you to as statues. You two were found in some ruins of the former capital city there and buried in hard mud. Anyway, I was thinking of using that espeon as by night entertainment tonight." The look of lust told Twelve to fight back but he was unable to walk and looked sad as he witnessed his espeon crying and she depressed. She said, "Where am I and were are the pups; why were they killed and why me?!" She had a new bandage and Twelve was on a strange table as she looked at him in pain. He was given mush for food and the taste of blood was still on his mouth. Months of learning to walk again was just a challenge as he learned to walk again. He was still learning a whole new language as he was hating his life. His espeon was just better at the new language but his language growing up was what he used most of the time. His life was hard to just live as his new teeth were hurting him and he learned that his 'family jewels' were not working like promised, they were fakes. What little that was left saved for the only shot when his female was in heat. He wanted to be normal again and not need the aid of others. Some males wanted to use him as he had no teeth for sexual acts. Twelve was limited on everything and felt useless to the world. He was thinking of taking his own life as he laid on the bed at the hospital. He was trying to move his paw in front of him and was struggling. His espeon was concerned as she held him up and looked at the damage. She wanted to make him happy and hauled him to the roof to see the sky. The buildings were very tall for him as he looked around. A few weeks past as he was now on leg braces and found a jeweler that let him work at their shop to sort stones. Imitation stones were new to him as he used a stick with his mouth to move them. His body was healing as his espeon was in heat and he had her help him mate with her at night for fun and hope his seed was still there from an injection into her vagina. His paw was moving a little was he was using the last of his seed. As he fell on the ground when the toy fell out, he wanted to have a working body again. He was sterilized now and unable to move with a place and language he did not understand. He was a stranger in this place and living was hard with his constant constipation from eating soft food through fake teeth. The espeon he use to own had pups on the way by her smell and he was starting real rehabilitation and learning to read this new language. Twelve was frustrated at the sounds that were so different to his own. Twelves espeon found a way to revive his lost and damaged parts with a partial evolution if the fakes were removed first. She grew up in a wealthy house and was good at reading. The spell needed a real witch or warlock to cast it. She hope even a divine being might help. Twelve was angry and confused as he said in a aggressive tone, "They lied to me, like all the others! First Master takes my freedom and breaks me just to be trapped and lose all my freedom and value! I was content and now I am only getting by in a place with new rules!" His espeon mate yelled to him, "What you do if you knew the truth! Hurt them or get angry again. You were tortured and I was near dead! They retrieved your seed as you were in surgery for me. I used visuals to ask them and I know you are in pain." No one else understood the conversation in the place as it was their native tongue. His espeon was quiet as she learned to stay quiet from her old life. She kept quiet that Twelve was being used still. They felt like he was a cripple with his limited ability to walk. He was ranting as he looked at his destroyed body. He just wanted his life back like on the island. He was happy and had two sons that were born free. He felt isolated in this world. Twelves' mate was scared that he might take jump off the tallest building. She was feeling distressed as he tried to care for her. He was still learning to walk again and almost able to run now. Months past as Twelve's espeon mate had whelped three pups. Life got better as his espeon finally tried a regenerative spell to fully revive and regrow lost and damaged parts. His teeth would take time to develop as his pup equipment was starting to grow and it would be a year to fully develop and mature to working order. Twelve knew that he would be teething again soon. He was docile for a bit as he was just learning and he wanted some sun. The farmers were starting to plant as Twelve asked for work in this new language. It was poor as the farmers thought he was illegal. The paperwork said otherwise as he was being studied. The farmers were surprised he knew how to farm in the old style as they taught him newer tools for farming. 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