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Chapter 7: Sold at Auction

As Felina, her enforcers and the SWAT Kats were forced to give up the chase, another group was arriving just behind them.

When Tendaji was told his mate was alone on a crime scene call, a strong feeling of trouble brewing crept up his spine. He called his security team and they commandeered a chopper. Soon they were racing as fast as they could to the Munition's Plant.

On arrival, they just caught sight of the rapidly disappearing group chasing after Feral. They had been tuned into the enforcer frequency so they already knew what had happened at the plant.

Changing course, the lion's chopper chased after the group.

Tendaji was tense the whole way. His worst fears had come to pass...slavers had his mate, he was certain of it. His suspicion was confirmed when the chase led toward Lutanza. He knew it was hopeless when despite the attempts made by the SWAT Kats, their prey had skipped across the border.

Growling furiously, Tendaji knew they too couldn't just blithely cross the border either though they didn't live in Megakat City. Their own home also had problems entering Lutanza. They were bitter enemies. He ordered his pilot to turn around. This would require careful planning before they could go in and rescue his mate.

He brooded the whole way back to the city. As soon as they returned the chopper at the airport, he headed for his hotel immediately with his group. A strategy meeting needed to be conducted. There was no time to waste.

They had been holed up in his room for more than an hour and had the framework of a workable plan completed when there came a hard knock on his door.

His friend, Dubaku went to answer it. A firm, angry and familiar voice was heard, then moments later Lt. Feral strode into the room.

"I need to talk to you immediately!" She said tightly.

"Of course, please come in here." Tendaji said leading her into one of the bedrooms. He closed the door behind them and leaned against it. "What can I do for you?" He asked carefully.

"Was that you in the chopper, that turned around when we did near the Lutanza border?" She demanded without preamble.

"Yes! I ,like you, hoped to catch the kidnappers before they crossed but, as you saw, we all failed." He said bitterly.

"I came here to ask if another lion's pride had taken my uncle?" Felina said looking at him intently.

"No pride would cross Lutanza's border willingly. All the prides are enemies of those thrice damned people. Allowing slavery to flourish is an obscenity." Tendaji said furiously.

"I had to ask. I was nearly certain slavers had taken my uncle but I had to rule the pride's out first to be certain." Felina said heavily.

Tendaji relaxed and sighed. "I understand Felina, truly I do. I'm furious that Ulysses had been captured so easily." He said annoyed.

"Not so easily. Dark Kat had to be behind it all. It was his creeplings that stole my uncle and carried him off. He probably had someone who was a member of the slavers working inside the plant and, in trade for the weapons Dark Kat wanted, he promised them my uncle." Felina said bluntly.

"A very strong suspicion and probably the correct one." Tendaji growled. "Doesn't help us now though."

"No, but I have to find that creep before he starts a war. He took enough weapons to possibly succeed in taking over Megakat City this time." She said in concern.

"That's not good! I wish you good luck in your hunt for him." Tendaji said, utterly sincere.

"Thanks but I'm going to need more than luck." She sighed. "Sorry to barge in like this. I take it you're not going to just sit around and hope my uncle turns up?" She asked.

"The less you know Felina the less likely you'll be forced by your position to stop us." Tendaji said gently.

"You're right about that. Just do me one favor?" She asked.

"Name it!"

"Please for God's sake, don't start a war." She said in resignation.

"I promise! We will take due care and not get caught." He said solemnly. He moved forward and gave her a warm hug. "Don't give up, Felina. I will bring him back." He said softly, releasing her.

"Thank you!" She said with a wane smile.

He opened the bedroom door and escorted her out. "Be careful Felina!" He said as he saw her out the main door.

"You too!" She answered then walked down the hall to the elevator.

He returned to the planning session more determined than ever to retrieve his mate.

Feral's captors slowed down to a reasonable speed once they knew the pursuit had turned back. The drive took over two hours and he was very stiff when they pulled up to a fairly wealthy abode made of sandstone with gardens spilling over the walls. They drove through heavy wrought iron gates and into a courtyard with a fountain in its center.

At the broad steps leading into the house, the driver stopped the all terrain. Feral's guards undid the handcuff from the rollbar then placed it on his other wrist behind his back, the gag was removed.

He was escorted up the steps and through the front door being held open by a servant. He was quick marched into an obvious greeting room. Here they halted and waited. Feral looked around curiously. The room was much like the descriptions of bedouin lifestyles except it was stationary rather than nomad. The walls had murals depicting, most likely, this family's history.

His perusal was interrupted by the entry of a portly Kat wearing the normal desert attire of his people.

"You have done well Lamnar! The prize looks in excellent condition." The Kat said as he walked around Feral's body then halted in front of him, taking his fingers to hold Feral's chin then turning his face from side to side as if studying a horse.

Feral jerked his head up and away from the intrusive touch. The Kat just grinned in delight.

"Ahh...we have a spirited one here. He will fetch a great price. What's your name?" The Kat demanded.

Feral just glared at him. One of the guards jabbed him in the side hard making the dark tom growl in pain but his eyes flashed in fury at the treatment.

The Kat apparently wasn't happy either because he knocked the guard to the ground with a sudden snake-like move.

"Fool! You'll damage him! He must not be harmed physically...do you understand!" He roared.

The guard that got painfully to his feet nodded quickly as did the one still holding Feral.

"Now, where was I?...Oh yes...your name please. If you do not give it to me, there are ways to make you talk that doesn't damage but does hurt...a lot." The Kat promised with a dark look in his eyes.

Feral had heard of some of the treatment slaves endured. He shuddered inside and decided to capitulate for the moment. But he would not just lay down and accept everything they might do to him.

"Ulysses Feral." He grumbled.

"Excellent. A fine name. Alright, Ulysses, you'll be taken where you'll be prepared for customers tomorrow. Rest up! It will be a busy day." The Kat smirked giving Feral an intimate pat on the rear before leaving the room.

The guards pulled him toward another door. They went down a short hallway and came to a heavy door which one of them knocked on. It opened after a few minutes revealing a fussy, short Kat.

"Our master's newest acquisition?" He asked.

"Yes!"

"Good! Well, don't just stand there, bring him through." The small Kat ordered.

The guards pushed Feral forward. The room beyond was some kind of fancy parlor with many doors leading off from it. His handcuffs were removed and the guards left. Feral looked quickly about and froze when he saw what was guarding the door leading out. The Kat had been behind the door which is why he'd not seen him.

A huge, powerful looking Kat built like a truck stood guard at the door.

'Kat's Alive! No wonder they weren't concerned about leaving me with this shrimp.' Feral groaned inwardly.

"Alright, let's have a look at you...hmmm...you're certainly bigger than most I get here and not the least bit feminine for a hermaphrodite. Right! Off with your clothes, please." The small Kat demanded imperiously.

Feral gaped at him. 'Say what?'

The small Kat frowned in annoyance. "Come, come...I'm certain you know what's required, you're not supposed to be stupid, I'm told. Get stripped or you'll be assisted doing it." He warned, giving a glance to the mountain near the door.

Snarling under his breath, Feral finally complied. In quick order, he was standing naked. He had wanted to keep his boxers on but a cold look from the small Kat warned him this was not acceptable, so now he stood gritting his teeth as the little shit began a physical examination worthy of a doctor.

"Excellent muscle tone, you obviously keep yourself fit. That will please your new owner. Have you been taken? Word was a lion had made you his mate?" He asked, the word lion looked like it tasted bad on his tongue.

Feral surmised, lions were not well liked here. "Yes, I'm a lion's mate!" He said bluntly.

The Kat snorted in disgust. "Well, fortunately, that won't be a detriment, except to owners who wanted a virgin. Well, they can't have everything!" He said with a shrug. "Alright then, lets get you cleaned up and fed. Tomorrow you'll be dressed in a way that will show off your assets and you should bring our master a rich fee."

Feral snarled at that comment. The small Kat merely chuckled in amusement as he pushed the reluctant tom toward one of the doors.

He had been hand washed, to his disgust, then given a pair of boxers and t-shirt and placed in a locked room. It was comfortable, apparently they wanted their slaves at their best for the market. It had a thick, comfortable bed and little else around. A tray of food awaited him on a small table with a single padded chair.

Sighing in resignation, he sat down and ate. Exhausted he laid down and was soon asleep. His last thoughts were how anyone would find him here and how he would manage to escape.

Next morning, early, Feral was rousted from bed, fed a light breakfast then taken to the baths again. After a humiliating session of being pampered and scented, he was dressed in the most outlandish thing that he nearly balked at letting it be put on.

He wore a series of gold chains around his neck that draped down his bare chest. A strange set of gauzy, red pantaloons were pulled on but what made them odd was the fact the front of the crotch was completely opened and the rest of it was so see through there didn't seem to be a point in wearing it. The bottom of the pants held elastic so they cinched tight around his ankles. A long gold chain, that looked fragile but definitely wasn't, had been shackled to one ankle, the rest being held by the mountain, obviously to keep him from running. His feet were left bare.

Thus attired, he was marched through the house to the rear and then through another fancy courtyard and garden. A large wooden gate was attached to the high sandstone wall. When it was opened, Feral found himself standing in an open air market. Only a short distance from the gate was a platform of rich wood with a podium to one side. He was forced to climb the steps then stand facing the growing crowd.

A lean, handsome Kat dressed in rich robes stepped to the podium and began to call out to the crowd.

"Welcome friends. Sheik Adair has a fine piece of merchandise for your perusal this morning. This excellent and rare specimen was just brought in yesterday. A powerful male hermaphrodite in his prime." He shouted to one and all.

There were immediate cries of excitement from the crowd. A few very wealthy individuals pushed to the front and waited eagerly for the bidding to start.

"His name is Ulysses, he's not a virgin...sorry about that... but he's only been had by one individual and not for very long so he's not been well ridden. See his fine cock..." The barker said, demonstrating by using his paw to intimately raise Feral's limp organ up for all to see.

Feral reddened in fury and grit his teeth at the humiliating treatment.

"Also note the strong back and buttocks," The barker said making Feral turn around.

Having Feral turn back to face the crowd, the barker began the bidding. Ridiculously large amounts were shouted, each one getting higher and higher. Finally, the bidding ebbed a bit then ceased. A high bidder wanted a closer look before committing himself.

The barker graciously allowed the rather fat and ugly Kat to come up. The Kat waddled onto the platform and began to poke and prod at Feral. Some of the prodding was far too intrusive and he had enough of it.

In a lightning move, Feral swept the fat Kat's feet from under him and kicked him off the platform to land in a heap on the ground beyond. The mountain moved forward immediately, pulling on the chain to yank Feral's leg toward him.

Feral grimaced at the pain in his ankle but instead of pulling back from the hard tug he went with it, ducking the mountain sized Kat's grasp and running around behind the Kat and to the front again, keeping low, causing the chain to wrap around the Kat's ankles. Once he'd had the chain looped once, though it was painful to him, he pulled hard and caused the huge Kat to fall backward making the platform shudder under his falling weight.

Feral was still hamstrung by the chain but at least he'd been able to bring the big guard down. Fury lighted in the eyes of the mountain sized Kat as he undid the chain around his ankles then climbed laboriously to his feet. He shot daggers at Feral but didn't try to retaliate, to the dark tom's surprise. That made him uneasy because that meant the punishment for damaging 'property' had to be severe for the huge Kat to keep his paws off no matter how angry he was.

The unlucky bidder had finally gotten to his feet and glared at Feral. "I'll not want one I have to tame!" He snarled and pushed his way back through the crowd and disappeared.

"But I do!" Came a triumphant cry from a chubby looking Kat who dripped wealth and had an evil look about him. "He's just what I was looking for. I bid 30,000 rubles."

The barker blinked in surprise but gamely roared out the bid and waited for anymore takers. After a few minutes it seemed no one else wanted such a fractious slave. The chubby Kat was the winner.

He came up to the podium, paid his fee then took the chain from the mountain-sized Kat. Feral was about to resist when he noted the mountain had a look of triumph on his face. That made Feral's heart stutter. Apparently, the mountain knew something about Feral's new owner and that look told him, he was in for a very bad time.

He turned and looked into his new owner's eyes and he shrank inside. There was a look of pure evil laced with desire. He'd once seen a sadistic sadist wear that expression. Feral swallowed, terror squeezed his heart. He could just imagine what horrors this Kat planned to put him through.

His new owner had four powerful guards surround his prize and they made off through the crowd for a shiny black limo. Feral was pushed inside with a guard on either side of him. His new owner sat across. The doors shut and soon they were driving away.

With an evil grin, the new owner reached out his fingers and caressed Feral's chest.

"Yes, you are a fantastic prize. When I'm through training you, you'll give me everything you have without question and with complete obedience. The training will be harsh but you're strong enough to endure it. Hopefully, you'll also give me kittens as strong as you." He said with a rumble of excitement.

Feral shuddered from his touch. He thought Dark Kat evil and mad but this Kat was far worse and much sicker.