{"sf1_id":9475,"sf2_id":"yndPEyln","title":"RedTails : Tiger Tiger Burning Bright Chapter 01 - The Tiger and the Hawk","author":"Scarletdown","words":19471,"posted_at":"2006-02-21T02:08:00.000Z","tags":["Avian","Bisexual","Bondage","Harsh","Incest","Incomplete","Punishment","Slavery","Spanking","Tiger"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/9475-redtails-tiger-tiger-burning-bright-chapter-01-the-tiger-and-the-hawk","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/yndPEyln","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/42/8f/428f51d6-30d5-491c-a0fd-1796f2592147","description":"#1 of RedTails : Tiger Tiger Burning Bright","content":"RedTails : Awakenings  \nTiger Tiger Burning Bright  \nBy  \nScarletdown  \n  \nChapter I: The Tiger and the Hawk  \n  \n\"Well anyway, I do have work to get back to,\" Regent Tormanin said, \"So  \nyou go see Toraq and have fun. I'll join you if I can. Now good evening to  \nyou, Warden.\"  \n\"Good night, your excellency,\" Court Warden Arlin returned. He executed  \na graceful bow, then padded down a side corridor to the dungeons to fetch Master  \nToraq, while the Regent made his way to his study to attend to his business.  \nThe Tiger swiped his access card through the reader slot by the door to  \nthe dungeon. With a soft whoosh, it slid open, revealing a stone, spiral  \nstaircase that led into the depths of the palace. Instead of the usual electric  \nlighting, this area was illuminated by old-fashioned torches set at regular  \nintervals in sconces on the walls. Despite this world's modern high tech  \nsociety, Master Toraq preferred to maintain his domain in the style of old, as  \nthe castle was in the days when people traveled about by carriage, horseback, or  \non foot. He claims that keeping a traditional dungeon instead of modernizing  \nhas an indescribable psychological effect on his charges, leaving no doubt in  \ntheir minds that they are here for punishment for their crimes. Arlin could not  \nargue with the Hawk's logic. The gloomy ambiance of the entire dungeon level  \ngave even him a subtle feeling of foreboding and despair. But, he also found  \nthis area rather comfortable in its old school rusticness. Of course, he would  \nfeel differently if he was here as one of Toraq's tenants instead of as a friend  \nand guest.  \nHe reached the bottom of the stairs and stepped into the reception area.  \nIt was a small chamber with stone walls of course, and a floor of unfinished  \nwood. There was a large wooden door in the far wall, and to its left was a  \nlarge wood desk with a soft, leather-bound chair. The desk and chair were  \nunoccupied; apparently Toraq had sent Trish home already. The walls were  \nadorned with numerous paintings depicting prisoners of various species, male and  \nfemale undergoing a wide array of punishments. All of the scenes, despite being  \nrather macabre also emanated not so subtle erotic overtones. This also enhanced  \nthe ambiance of the dungeon, which showed new arrivals that for their crimes,  \nthey would not only be subjected to intense punishments, but also that their  \nbodies and lives now belonged to Wardens Toraq and Skara-Bree and their aides.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Since the day shift receptionist was not there to admit him, the Tiger  \nreached into his pocket and extracted an old-fashioned copper key, one of the  \npalace's original master keys. He inserted it into the keyhole in the door and  \ngave it a quarter turn. There was a soft click, then he took a grip on the  \nlarge iron ring above the keyhole, pulled the door open, stepped into a narrow,  \ndimly lit, stone corridor.  \nArlin closed the door behind him and padded down the corridor. The  \nstone floor felt cool beneath his unshod feet, and the air was pleasantly warm,  \nits heat provided by the flickering, sputtering torches that lined the walls.  \nIn the distance, he could hear the frequent crack of a whip, followed by a  \npained yelp and moan from its unfortunate target. It sounded like Master Toraq  \nwas still on duty and working late tonight. Then again, the Dungeon Warden was  \nin love with his work and was known to put in a lot of overtime. From the  \nsounds of the victims, Arlin had an idea who Toraq was playing with this  \nevening. As he rounded a bend in the corridor, which opened out into a large  \nchamber, considerably bigger than the reception area, the Tiger's guess proved  \nto be correct. The main chamber, which palace personnel liked to call the  \nplayroom was furnished with several large, wooden tables, fitted with iron  \nshackles at the corners. All of the thick wooden floor to ceiling support beams  \nhad cast iron rings attached to them. Additionally, there were wooden chairs  \nlining the walls to the left and right. These were also fitted with shackles,  \nand their seats were covered in a loosely woven copper mesh. The far wall had  \nthree dark, narrow passages leading back into the depths of the dungeon where  \nthe prisoners were housed. Another passage in the far right corner had a sign  \nabove it that read 'AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY'. Between the entrances to the  \ncell blocks, shelves and display cases housed an impressive collection of tools  \ncrucial for administering the Regent's justice on the miscreants unfortunate to  \nfind themselves as guests down here. None of the tools were lethal, or designed  \nto cause serious permanent injury or disfigurement, but they were all obviously  \nquite fearsome, and very effective at administering pain and humiliation on and  \nin a deserving prisoner's intimate areas. That was, of course, Master Toraq's  \nfavorite place to focus his energies when giving his charges their workouts, at  \nleast those charges who had the assets to get the Dungeon Warden aroused, such  \nas the pair receiving Toraq's loving touch in the center of the playroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suspended from heavy chains hanging from the ceiling, their yellow,  \ntaloned feet just barely touching the floor, were two Ornith Crows, the  \nfather/daughter team of Beryl and Darlene, whom Denali had arrested earlier that  \nevening for armed robbery. The two birds were bound together face to face with  \na wide leather belt around their waists. Attending to the Crows was a handsome  \nOrnith Hawk, dressed in nothing but a black leather X-harness. He was circling  \nthe shackled up prisoners as he enthusiastically wielded a long braided  \nfour-tail whip, landing it with expert precision across their backs, bottoms,  \nand thighs, not hard enough to draw blood, but definitely enough to punish. The  \npowerful wings protruding from his back were spread wide to help him maintain  \nhis balance and control, and with each stroke of the whip, his ruddy tail  \nfeathers fanned out and lifted upwards to expose his own muscular and shapely  \ndown-covered rear.  \nAs he paced around the Crows, Arlin could see that he was thoroughly  \nenjoying his task, as the pink shaft of his cock was fully erect from its  \nsheath. The Crows cried out and moaned delightfully each time the whip caressed  \ntheir backsides with its kiss of fire. To those not familiar with the eccentric  \nways of Master Toraq, both prisoners moaning and squirming when one was struck  \nwould seem odd. But Arlin was quite well aware of the Hawk's unique methods of  \nadministering punishment. Judging by the way Beryl and Darlene's lower halves  \nflexed and thrusted against each other, the Tiger was fairly certain that they  \nwere actually coupled together, and Toraq had inserted a stimulator probe into  \nthe area between Beryl's sex and ass in order to keep him hard inside his  \ndaughter throughout the whipping.  \nFinally, the Hawk noticed Arlin's presence. He paused in his task,  \ngiving the Crows a brief respite from their ordeal, cocked his feathery head to  \none side, and waved to his visitor.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ah, good evening, Court Warden,\" he said. His voice was gentle and  \nsoothing, \"Forgive me for not noticing you standing there earlier. As you can  \nsee, I was rather wrapped up in my work. I hope that Otter lass who delivered  \nthese two fine pieces of tail to me tonight might make a visit down here soon.  \nBeryl and Darlene are proving to be a wonderful treat, and I would like to give  \nher a personal thanking.\"  \nArlin glanced down at the Hawk's erection and smiled, \"Aye, I had a  \nfeeling you would enjoy prepping your new toys. It appears that I was right.\"  \n\"Indeed,\" Toraq agreed, \"You know me all too well, Arlin. I am truly  \nlooking forward to beginning their training after their trial tomorrow. They  \nare going to make for a fine pair of slaves.\"  \n\"Hopefully, they will end up with the same owner. It would be a pity to  \nsee them taken away from each other.\"  \n\"Wait a moment,\" Beryl interrupted, his voice a raspy moan, \"Are you  \nimplying that all we've been through since we arrived down here has not been a  \npart of slave training? I mean, the whippings, that needle-sharp probe between  \nmy intimates, and being forced to engage in incestuous pleasures with my  \ndaughter?\"  \nMaster Toraq laughed melodiously and gave the Crow a playful slap on his  \nfeathery butt, \"Ah, no, sweet tail, this has been nothing more than your initial  \ndisciplining for your crime. The real training will begin tomorrow after you  \nare brought before Regent Tormanin for judgment and sentencing. And son, I  \ncan't even begin to describe the activities that my crew and I have in store for  \nyou.\"  \nArlin smirked at the bound birds, \"Some of them you may even learn to  \nenjoy and crave over time.\"  \nDarlene glared at the Tiger and snapped back, \"Like fuck we will! We  \nare not going to become slaves. I just know that our counsel will come through  \nfor us and spring us early.\"  \nArlin took a few steps forward and glared back menacingly at the  \nimpudent Ornith girl. In one smooth motion, his lightning crop was in his hand  \nand fully extended. The rod hissed in a graceful upward arc and landed squarely  \nunder Darlene's tail feathers, striking dead center across her sit spot. With  \nthe impact, there was a loud snap, and the girl gave out a pained scream as an  \nintense electric charge rippled through her bottom. This had a side effect of  \ncausing her to tense and flex, which caused her father to moan helplessly as her  \nsex clenched tight around his cock; which in turn, caused him to finally unload  \nhis hot seed inside her.  \nMaster Toraq's liquid gold eyes were wide as an Owl's, and his beak was  \nhalf opened in amazement as the two Crows orgasmed together, \"I am truly  \nimpressed,\" he said in mock awe, \"You, my dear friend have the magic touch. You  \nreally should come work with me down here, you know. We would make a legendary  \nteam.\"  \nArlin smiled and shrugged, \"Well, you got them primed for me, Toraq. I  \ncould tell when I arrived that they were both close to the brink already. And  \nas tempting as your suggestion sounds, my place is up top. From each according  \nto his abilities, and all that, you know.\"  \nToraq nodded and patted the Tiger on the shoulder, \"Yes, as it has  \nalways been and always shall be. Still, you are always welcome down here any  \ntime if you are bored and need some entertainment.\"  \nThe Tiger idly caressed and kneaded Darlene's sore, abused rump and  \nnodded thoughtfully, \"I will keep your invitation in mind. And by the way, why  \nare you working alone tonight? Where's the rest of your crew?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ah, I sent them home shortly after these two were checked in. It was a  \npretty slow night, and I figured that they could all knock off early.\" He  \ncoiled up his whip and hung it on his belt, reached up to unlock the overhead  \nshackles, and unbuckled the strap binding Beryl and Darlene to each other, \"As  \nlong as you're down here, would you mind helping me finish their initial  \npunishment?\"  \n\"But of course,\" Arlin replied. He stood behind Darlene, wrapped his  \narms around her waist, and pulled. The girl gave a soft gasp and moan as her  \nfather's cock exited from her depths, still hard and dripping a trickle of his  \nseed onto the stone floor, \"Where do you want her?\"  \nToraq gestured to one of the work tables, \"Over there is fine. Shackle  \nher down in the invite position.\" He grabbed Beryl by the shoulder and guided  \nhim to a table facing the one he had directed Arlin to. \"Get up there, turn  \naround, and kneel\" he ordered.  \nThe Crow obediently climbed up onto the table, turned and faced the  \nDungeon Warden, and dropped to his knees.  \n\"Now, lay down with your arms out, legs spread, and ass in the air.\"  \n\"Like your daughter, Beryl,\" Arlin said. Darlene was securely trussed  \nup on the table facing her father. Her breasts were pressed against the hard  \nwood; her tail feathers were spread and raised, and her bottom was thrust  \ntantalizingly high in the air, providing easy access to both her sex and aft  \nchannel.  \nBeryl nodded his head and followed his daughter's lead, presenting his  \nplush butt for Toraq's administrations. The Hawk strutted around behind the  \nCrow, reached between his legs, and yanked out the stimulator probe that had  \nkept him erect throughout the whipping, causing him to gasp and squawk loudly.  \nHe gasped again when he felt a taloned finger playfully probe past his southern  \nstar and wiggle around inside his nether depths.  \n\"Ah yes,\" Toraq cooed, \"you two are indeed going to be a pleasure to  \ntrain. It was most kind of you to commit your armed robbery in my jurisdiction.  \nI have been needing a good challenge for quite some time, you know.\" He  \nremoved his finger from the Crow's ass, and stuck it in his beak, tasting his  \nprisoner's intimate flavor.  \n\"Mmmm, you are quite delicious, you know. Now, I have a special treat  \nfor you and Darlene. Since we are going to become intimately familiar with your  \nasses, inside and out, we need to get them properly conditioned and receptive.\"  \nArlin chuckled, \"Let me guess, the porcupine shaft?\"  \nToraq winked and nodded his head, \"But of course. Only the best for a  \ncouple hot pieces of tail like these.\" He sashayed over to one of the storage  \nshelves and picked up a small glass jar and a pair of rather long and thick butt  \nplugs.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Ooh, I'm so fucking scared,\" Darlene taunted, \"The big bad dungeon  \nwarden is armed with a butt plug. Oh fear, oh dread.\" The girl's tail feathers  \nfanned out and flirted upward as if she was daring Toraq to use his toy on her.  \n\"Darlene,\" Beryl interjected, \"mind your place, young lady. Remember,  \nwe are Master Toraq's prisoners. And considering our current positions, 'tis  \nunwise to mouth off to our master like that.\"  \n\"Oh get real, daddy,\" she shot back, \"It's not as if neither of us have  \never had our bottoms stuffed before. Granted, that shaft is a bit longer and  \nthicker than I'm used to, but fuckity-fuck! Anal play is a major Ornith  \npastime.\"  \nArlin patted Darlene's rump, chuckled, and cast a knowing glance at the  \nHawk, \"Heh. That's a most grave understatement if ever I heard one. Anal is a  \nmajor pastime for many Furling species as well. But for you feathertails, your  \nbottom fixation seems more like a major religion.\"  \n\"Yes yes,\" Toraq laughed. He spread his wings and flirted his ruddy  \ntail plumage up, \"On behalf of all our feathered brethren; Ornith, non-Ornith,  \nand those in between, I plead guilty as charged. Our downy aft ends are our  \npride, made to be used and abused.\"  \n\"And the more intense the abuse,\" Arlin added, \"the happier you are.\"  \n\"Indeed and correct,\" the Redtail affirmed. On cue, he touched a  \ntaloned finger to a red button set in the base of the plug. \"You are still  \nyoung and naive, dear child. For sure you have already known many of the  \npleasures beneath the tail feathers which our kind hold dear.\"  \nHe turned his gaze to Beryl, \"Am I correct?\"  \nThe elder Crow nodded his head, \"Aye, master. My daughter is a sexy  \nyoung Ornith lass who has completed nearly sixteen trips around the sun. Your  \nquestion is rhetorical.\"  \nToraq gave Beryl a playful swat on the rump, then turned his attention  \nback to the ever defiant Darlene, \"But, my tender slaves, I can tell by the look  \nin your eyes and the sweet scent of your fear that neither of you have yet fully  \nembraced our most highly beloved and most intimate passion.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He held the shaft up for the Crows to see. The once smooth surface was  \nnow bristling with long, needlelike spikes, like porcupine quills, \"Pain beneath  \nour tails is the sweetest pleasure that we can know, whether it is the kiss of  \nthe paddle or crop or whip upon our lovely bottoms, or the ecstasy of agonizing  \npunishment coursing through your nether passage.\"  \n\"No...fucking...way,\" Darlene protested. Her eyes were wide with pure  \nterror, and her tail feathers dropped to protectively cover her vulnerably  \nexposed southern star. \"You are NOT going to shove that up my ass.\"  \n\"Yes fucking way,\" Arlin growled, forcibly lifting her tail feathers  \nback up and taking a firm grip on her bottom. His claws dug into her rump, not  \ndeep enough to pierce her flesh and draw blood, but still enough to cause the  \ngirl to yelp and whimper. \"It is not as if you have a choice in this matter.  \nYou belong to Master Toraq now, and if he decrees that your rectal chamber is to  \nbe pin cushioned, then it will be pin cushioned Slaves do not negotiate their  \npunishments.\"  \n\"But master,\" Beryl interrupted, \"Won't that thing, you know, kill us?  \nAs far as I know, bank robbery is not a capital crime.\"  \n\"You must trust your master,\" Toraq advised his slaves, \"We will take  \nmeasures to keep this activity from causing lethal harm or even permanent  \ndamage. I have tested the porcupine shaft on myself and my crew, and we are all  \nstill alive, healthy, and yiffy as ever.\"  \nArlin released his grip on Darlene's butt and picked up the small jar  \nthat the Hawk had taken from the shelf. \"This is what will keep you undamaged.\"  \nHe handed the jar to the Hawk.  \nToraq untwisted the lid and dipped his fingers into the clear gel  \ninside. \"This is what is known as Unicorn Salve. As you are most likely aware,  \na Unicorn's horn is capable of healing even the most grevious of wounds. And  \naccording to legends, Lady Inanna; the Mink herself, discovered that the horn  \ncan heal even while it harms.\"  \n\"But master,\" Beryl interrupted again, \"I thought it was the Mink's  \nmaster and brother, Lord Azoral, who discovered this when he made his pet sister  \nride a Unicorn as an experimental punishment, impaled up the ass on his horn.\"  \nToraq nodded and laughed, then thrust his fingers up Beryl's ass,  \nthoroughly swabbing his rectal wall with the gel, \"Ah, I see that you are  \nfamiliar with the legends of the Falcon and the Mink. Very good, very good  \nindeed. A well rounded slave should be well versed in the traditions those two  \ninitiated millennia ago.\" He removed his fingers from the Crow's depths and  \nlicked off the remaining traces of the salve.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mmm, perfect. I'm tempted to purchase you myself after we complete  \nyour training.\" The Hawk gently ran his free hand over the Crow's shapely  \nrump, squeezing and kneading the plush, feathered flesh, and even more gently  \ncircling the tip of one talon around the tight, vulnerable rear opening. This  \ncaused Beryl to shudder and moan; the pink shaft of his maleness again protruded  \nfrom the sheath between his thighs.  \nToraq took Beryl's stiff member in his hand and playfully stroked it,  \ncausing the Crow to squirm and whimper even more, \"My my. Did your daughter  \nknow before tonight that her daddy was and is a hightailed whore at heart?\" He  \nlifted his gaze from his slave's assets to peer at the young Ornith girl trussed  \nup on the table facing them. Darlene was trying hard not to struggle too much  \nas the Tiger standing behind her worked his fingers deep inside her, lubing her  \nup and thoroughly coating her rectal wall with the Unicorn Salve.  \n\"No, she most likely did not know,\" Toraq continued, answering his own  \nquestion. He touched the red switch on the base of the porcupine shaft, and the  \nspikes once again retracted back beneath its surface. He pressed the tip of the  \nplug against Beryl's tailhole, then slid it deep inside him in one smooth motion  \nuntil the base was resting snug against his black, downy cheeks. This brought  \nthe Crow to orgasm for the second time tonight. His eyes closed; his back  \narched; his bottom thrust upward, and his seed spilled from within him into  \nToraq's hand and onto the table.  \n\"No, I saw your records during your inprocessing,\" the Hawk continued,  \nstill stroking his slave's pulsing, bobbing cock, \"You never whored yourself  \nout. That was your daughter's task, for which you served as her financial  \nmanager.\" He released his grip and licked the Crow's juices off his hand. \"But  \nby the time I am finished with your training, that will change. You are going  \nto become one of Lovenmusk's favorite attractions. Your ass will indeed become  \nyour greatest and most valuable asset. You my dear girl, will become one of the  \nfinest whores the world has ever known.\"  \nArlin finished prepping Darlene and removed his fingers from her ass,  \nlicking off the remnants of the salve, \"And I know just the two to train her,\"  \nhe offered, following Toraq's example and referring to Beryl in feminine terms.  \n\"That Raccoon girlfriend of yours?\"  \nThe Tiger rested an arm on the girl's rump, \"Yes, Allisson can more than  \nhandle your little feathered lady there. And I'm sure my dear little sister  \nwould be more than happy to assist.\"  \n\"Ah, so Allisson actually went ahead and apprenticed Amanda? It's about  \ntime. With that Ringtail's help, I predict that your sister is going to make  \nquite a name and fortune for herself down on all fours and on her back.\" He  \nturned his attention back to Beryl, \"But we will deal with that when the time  \ncomes. Now, dear girl, let's get your nethers properly punished. On the count  \nof three. One...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A taloned finger touched the red switch once more. A muffled click was  \nheard inside Beryl. Half a moment later, the Crow gave a piercing yelp and his  \nentire body tensed so severely, it looked like he could tear himself in two at  \nany moment. Once he regained his breath, he broke into an ear splitting wail of  \npure agony while his body thrashed about uncontrollably, straining against the  \nbonds that held him secure on the table. Toraq watched the show for a minute.  \nHis cock was stiff and erect from its sheath as the Crow's screams and struggles  \nfilled him with tremendous infernal arousal. He could not resist landing a pair  \nof hard, open-handed slaps on Beryl's upthrust, flexing ass. His talons dug  \ninto the feathery nether flesh like nails with each swat. The trussed up bird  \nhardly noticed the biting smacks on his ass of course. No spanking could  \noverride the unfathomable torture of all those needle-like spikes that were  \npiercing his nether chamber.  \nThe Hawk turned his gaze back to Arlin and Darlene. The Tiger was  \nstruggling to insert the other porcupine shaft up the girl's ass. She was  \nfighting him as best as she could, struggling to keep her southern star flexed  \ntight to keep the infernal plug out of her depths. The girl's face reflected  \npure unadulterated terror as she watched her daddy thrashing about on the table  \nacross from her, and she was determined to avoid such a fate for as long as  \npossible.  \n\"Yes indeed, class,\" Toraq said, raising his voice so he could be heard  \nabove Beryl's screams, \"as I said, pain is pleasure. But for those like our  \nguests who have not yet learned to embrace this agony, the pleasure is for those  \nadministering the pain, as you can clearly see by my own state of pride.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Butt Master Toraq,\" Arlin shouted. He felt a moment of cleverness for  \ntaking Beryl's earlier pleadings and using them to bestow a new, and truly  \nappropriate title upon his feathered friend, \"This one is being most  \nuncooperative. She refuses to relax so I can insert the shaft. Granted, I can  \nunderstand why. But still...\"  \nToraq touched a switch under the front ledge of Beryl's table. A faint  \nblue-white glow emanated from the surface, and suddenly, all was quiet. The  \nCrow was still struggling in his bonds and he was still screaming and wailing,  \nbut no sound escaped from his throat. \"Aural dampening field,\" he explained.  \n\"As much as I enjoy hearing the moans and screams of my slaves as they  \nendure their punishment, it does make it difficult to focus on other tasks.  \nNow, what's this about my other slave not letting the Tiger insert the shaft up  \nher butt? This is most inappropriate, young lady. Fortunately for you and us,  \nwe do have a remedy for stubborn young brats like yourself. Arlin, touch the  \ntip of the plug to her opening and push the white button.\"  \nThe Tiger took a look at the base of the porcupine shaft, \"Which white  \nbutton, the blue-white one or the off-white one?\"  \n\"The off-white button,\" Toraq replied, \"Using the blue-white button this  \nearly in the procedure would defeat the purpose of this portion of the  \npunishment.\"  \nArlin nodded and touched the tip of the shaft to Darlene's southern  \nstar. He touched a claw to the off-white button in the base, and the shaft gave  \noff a soft electric hum. The Ornith girl gasped and moaned seductively. Her  \ntailhole unclenched and feminine juices dripped from her hot sex onto the table  \nbeneath her. The Tiger immediately thrust the long shaft up the Crow's butt  \nuntil the base was pressed against her bottom. Before she could react to the  \ninsertion, Arlin touched the red switch, and as with Beryl, a muffled click  \ncould be heard inside her.  \nAnother ear piercing scream shattered the serene silence of the dungeon,  \nand like her daddy, Darlene thrashed about in her bonds in a futile attempt to  \nfind relief from the horrific pain coursing through her rectum as the spikes of  \nthe porcupine shaft bit deep into her inner flesh. Between gasps and wails, the  \ngirl cried and begged for mercy and release from the punishment filling her ass.  \nBut of course, there would be no release or mercy forthcoming any time soon.  \nAnd like her father, Darlene's screams were soon neutralized by a press of a  \nswitch under the table's ledge, which activated another dampening field.  \nArlin purred softly to himself. His maleness pressed hard against his  \ntight leathers as he watched this tendertail bird writhe in sweet agony on the  \ntable before him. And with her sex vulnerably exposed and flexing rhythmically  \nwith her struggles, the Tiger was tempted to strip and take the girl right there  \non the table in front of her father and Toraq. No one would have complained if  \nhe had followed his animal instincts. After all, these two Crows were slaves  \nnow. They had no rights to how their assets were used, other than the basic  \nrights of life, nourishment, and freedom from permanent injury or disfigurement.  \nHowever, Darlene and Beryl were Toraq's properties, and it would be a breach of  \nprotocol to have his way with them before their master could take his pleasure  \nfirst. The Tiger's arousal did not escape the Hawk's notice.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Be my guest, Warden. I will have plenty of opportunities to use her in  \nthe coming months. So indulge yourself while I do a bit of tidying up before  \nthe night shift crew arrives.\"  \n\"Thank-you, Butt Master Toraq,\" Arlin purred, \"Your generosity is  \nlegendary.\" He stripped off his pants. His cock, free from its bonds at last,  \nstood fully erect from its sheath, the tip glistening with precum in  \nanticipation of probing this young bird's treasure hole.  \nToraq whistled appreciatively at the sight of the Tiger's ample maleness  \nbobbing before him in the warm dungeon air, \"Oh, 'tis such a lovely piece,  \nArlin, a true work of art. And it is such a pity that you only lean towards  \nfeminine tails. Such an impressive shaft would be pure bliss under my tail  \nfeathers\"  \nArlin felt the insides of his ears heat up, both embarrassed and  \nflattered. He recalled his brief bit of chatter with Everett a few hours ago at  \nUp Yours, but couldn't bring himself to repeat what he had hinted to the  \nSecretary Bird. Instead, he just nodded and gave the Hawk a sheepish grin, then  \nclimbed up on the table behind the writhing Crow. He pushed her tail feathers  \nback up and took a firm, two handed grip on the girl's rump and hips, claws once  \nagain digging into her flesh. His groin pressed lightly against her bottom and  \nthe tip of his cock stood out poised at the downy opening of her sex.  \nHe paused and took a deep breath, then reached out with his thoughts to  \ntouch Darlene's mind. Time seemed to distort and slow down almost to a  \nstandstill.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\\u003c:: Please, I beg of you, no... ::\\\u003e  \n  \nArlin was momentarily stunned. There had been nothing in her file about  \nher being psionically empowered. But here she was, pleading with him via  \ntelepathic sending. He made a mental note to investigate later and discover why  \nthis rather important revelation had been overlooked.  \n  \n\\\u003c:: Don't fight it, child. Do not forget that you are a slave. You  \nbelong to Master Toraq to use and abuse as he sees fit. And he has seen fit to  \ngrant me first use of your assets. ::\\\u003e  \n  \n\\\u003c:: Please have mercy, Warden. Dozens of needles are piercing my aft  \nchamber. How can I put out for you when I am suffering such agony? ::\\\u003e  \n  \n\\\u003c:: That does not matter. Consider this moment to be a part of your  \ntraining. Do you remember what your master said earlier? ::\\\u003e  \n  \n\\\u003c:: Aye, pain is pleasure. Yet I fail to see how one can draw pleasure  \nfrom this punishment which you and Master Toraq have inflicted within me. ::\\\u003e  \n  \n\\\u003c:: In time, that will change. It will take a lot of training and  \nconditioning, but eventually you will learn to embrace this pain and others on  \nand up your butt. You will learn to ride the agony to climaxes that you can not  \neven begin to fathom. You will become a slave worthy of our world renowned  \nMaster Toraq. You will... ::\\\u003e  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Before Darlene could respond further, Arlin slid his long, thick cock  \ndeep into her tight, slick egg passage. He blocked out her thoughts for the  \nmoment as he rode her. He wanted to focus only on the moment. He did not want  \nto hear any more of her thoughts. All that mattered was that he use her assets  \nas they were meant to be used. The sole purpose for Darlene's existence at this  \nmoment in time, was for his pleasure. Nothing else mattered.  \nHe started with slow, gentle thrusts, taking his time with her and  \nsavoring every passionate moment inside her wonderfully hot depths. Darlene  \ncontinued to writhe beneath him, mostly from the spikes piercing her rectal  \nwall. But now, the feel of the Tiger's cock sliding in and out of her and  \nstretching her tender sex caused her struggles to intensify. She clenched and  \nrelaxed rhythmically as Arlin took her like the whore she was meant to be.  \nArlin briefly dropped his mental shield and touched her mind again. As  \nhe had predicted, the girl was managing to find pleasure amidst the punishing  \nbite of the porcupine shaft filling her ass. He increased the intensity of his  \nthrusts until his groin and balls were slamming hard against her bottom.  \nDarlene countered by grinding her ass against him each time his cock pounded  \ninto her, and her wings began to beat frantically as a confusing tide of passion  \nrippled through her body. The girl's writhings became so hot and heavy that the  \nTiger had to lower himself on her back. His paws took a firm grip on her  \nfeathery midsection and her perky breasts, while his powerful chest against her  \nback held her wings in place, spread eagle. Five interminable minutes later, a  \nlow growl rumbled deep in Arlin's throat. His jaws gently clamped down on  \nDarlene's shoulder, and he made one final thrust. Time came to a standstill  \nagain as he closed his eyes and his entire body tensed tight. His hot seed  \npumped fast and hard into the girl's depths, and finally he was spent for the  \nmoment.  \nHe released his grip on the girl's shoulder, and nuzzled her neck and  \ncheek. He lingered inside her for a quarter minute more, then reluctantly  \nextracted his cock from her sex and dismounted. As he stepped away from the  \ntrussed up, freshly raped slave and pulled his leather pants back on, Toraq  \nstepped in and jabbed a needle into her soft upturned bottom, injecting a thick,  \nblue serum into her from the attached syringe.  \n\"Peace of Mind,\" he said. \"While you were raping her, I realized that  \nshe had not received her PoM shot yet. Don't want to accidentally have a  \nfertilized egg on our hands, you know, what with all the legal paperwork and  \nwhatnot that would entail. So, if you don't mind my probing, how was she?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin took a deep breath and regained his bearings, \"You have a real  \ntreasure on your hands, Butt Master. In fact, when she goes up for sale, you  \nmay have some competition to contend with. And you know that is a sign that the  \nuniverse is about to come to an end when I would actually consider purchasing a  \nslave.\"  \nToraq removed the needle from the girl's butt and tossed it and the  \nsyringe into a nearby disposal hole in the floor, \"So then, Arlin, what brings  \nyou here to my domain? Are you seeking counsel in naughty matters, or perhaps  \nseeking a slave to serve as a devoted companion for a night of passion? Or did  \nyou just stop in to say hello and good night?\"  \n\"The first point is correct. The second is partially so,\" Arlin  \nreplied. \"I want to schedule appointments with you for Kennewick, Katella, and  \nthe princess. They are getting to that age, if you know what I mean.\"  \nToraq nodded understanding, \"It's about time, I say. So, I take it you  \nwant me to give those three the Awakening lecture?\"  \n\"Yes. And also, Regent Tormanin wants them all started on Peace of Mind  \nas of tomorrow. We have a feeling that Kennewick is going to be boinking  \nPrincess Amalie real soon, judging by the way she was swooning after him during  \ntheir punishment earlier tonight.\"  \n\"No problem. I've been looking forward to this moment for quite some  \ntime. What else did you wish to see me about?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin put a paw on his friend's shoulder, \"Well, I have a busy night  \nahead of me, involving a Ferret lass from up north, she's an acolytic student, a  \nRabbit Whore from Arborvale, and then who knows what else at Up Yours. I was  \nhoping that you would be able to join me for a guys' night out, if you don't  \nhave any other plans.\"  \n\"Up Yours? That's Everett and Rhiana's place, correct?\" Toraq asked.  \nArlin nodded, \"Aye. It's definitely worth paying them a visit.\"  \n\"Count me in then. I need a bit of down time, and it will be good to  \nsee my old school time fuckmates again. 'Tis been way too long. But we need to  \nwait until Skara-Bree and her night shift crew checks in. In the meantime, how  \nabout joining me in my chambers for drinks and chatter?\"  \nArlin nodded and smiled, \"Lead the way...Butt Master.\"  \nLeaving the Crows trussed up on the tables to silently suffer in their  \npunishment for a while longer, the Hawk took the Tiger by the paw and led him  \ndown the passage that bore the 'AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY' sign.  \n  \n  \n\"So tell me, Arlin,\" Toraq said as he loosened and removed his work  \nharness, \"Who was it that really got you worked up before you came down to  \nvisit?\"  \nThe Tiger paused in his pacing, looked over the now skyclad Hawk, and  \ncocked his head to one side, \"What do you mean, bird?\"  \n\"Oh come now. I scented your arousal when you first walked in on me and  \nthe Crows. And that bulge you had...in fact, still have beneath your leathers  \nconfirmed it. Surely that wasn't caused by my work on those birds' backsides  \nwith my whip.\"  \nArlin felt the insides of his ears heat up again. He dropped his gaze  \nto a spot on the floor in front of him and clasped his paws behind his back,  \n\"You are a shrewd judge of character indeed, my friend. Nothing seems to escape  \nyour notice.\"  \nToraq strutted over to the mini bar near the entrance to his private  \nkitchen, and bent over to rummage through the wide selection of relaxants that  \nhe maintained for himself and his guests, \"So who was it? Oh, go ahead and have  \na seat and make yourself comfortable first.\"  \nArlin pulled off his sleeveless shirt and tossed it aside, then padded  \nover to one of the big soft couches near the fireplace. All the while, he could  \nnot keep his eyes off of Toraq's plush, down-covered bottom. The way the Hawk  \nwas keeping his tail feathers spread and raised as he worked, and idly swishing  \nhis backside back and forth, it was obvious that he was specifically playing and  \nflirting with him in hopes of finally breaking down the Tiger's inhibitions and  \ngetting his ass filled with feline meat.  \n\"It's been one fuckuva night,\" he began, \"It seems like everyone wants  \nto play with the Tiger lately.\"  \nToraq stood upright again, holding a bottle of some emerald-colored wine  \nand a pair of medium-sized crystal chalices. He set them down on top of the bar  \nand peered coyly over his shoulder at his friend, \"Well, you can't blame them  \nnow, eh what? After all, a handsome, powerful, leather clad boog like you? Any  \ngirl would be a fool to not want your cock inside of her, even those who would  \nnormally lean towards other girls.\" He turned his attention back to the bar and  \npoured the green wine, filling both chalices half way. \"Ah, fuck. Any boy, for  \nthat matter would be a fool as well to not want your cock inside of him,\" he  \namended.  \nArlin sighed and turned to watch the Hawk sashay towards him,  \nfeather-clad hips swishing back and forth with each step like a waitress at Up  \nYours. Toraq never ceased to amaze him with his ability to switch demeanors at  \nwill from the stern and powerful dungeon warden to a sultry, seductive, and  \nsubmissive 'lady'. He had to give the bird credit for his talents. Even for  \none such as himself, who had only ever engaged in passionate trysts with real  \ngirls, he could not deny that this redtail was no less desirable than the likes  \nof Allisson or Amanda, as the stiffness which persisted beneath his leathers  \nattested.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Thank-you for your kind flattery,\" he purred, \"I was honored to learn  \nthat so many desired my company. However, I was also embarrassed to learn that  \nit was not only the girls, but guys that wanted me as well, specifically  \nEverett.\"  \nToraq laughed softly, handed a chalice to Arlin and sat down next to  \nhim, crossing one leg over the other, and gently patting the Tiger on the thigh,  \n\"Now now, my friend, you make it sound as if that is a bad thing. Having that  \nsilly bird lust for your maleness inside him is nothing to be ashamed of. And  \nbelieve me, boinking his lovely bottom is a most wondrous experience.\"  \nNow it was Arlin's turn to laugh. He took a sip of his wine then placed  \na paw on Toraq's hand, \"Yes, you of all people would know best. It's no secret  \nthat you two were lovers back when we were in school.\"  \n\"Guilty as charged.\" The Hawk took a dainty sip of his drink and smiled  \nsweetly up at the Tiger, \"But it was more than just the two of us. It was  \nactually a love triangle, as Rhiana was also involved. Though truth to tell,  \nshe served more as a shared pleasure pet between the two of us. But we both  \nloved that girl as much as we loved each other. 'Tis a pity that Everett  \nrecently married his sister though.\"  \n\"Oh? How so? They seem to be a perfect match, and are quite happy  \ntogether.\"  \nToraq briefly averted his golden eyes from the Tiger's inquisitive gaze,  \ntook another sip, and sighed wistfully, \"I say that out of jealousy, I must  \nconfess. You see, I was seriously considering asking Everett to be my bride or  \nto take me as his. Ah well, such is life and love. It turns out I was a little  \ntoo slow and Rhiana became his mate instead.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin removed his paw from Toraq's hand and put his arm around him,  \nletting the Hawk rest his feathered head on his shoulder. Without even thinking  \nabout it, he gave him a friendly pat and squeeze on the flank as he consoled his  \nchildhood friend, \"All is not lost, silly bird. You of all people should know  \ngood and well that sluts like Everett and Rhiana would have an open marriage.  \nIf you really want him, I am sure that Everett would gladly take in another  \nmate.\"  \nToraq looked adoringly up at Arlin and nuzzled his shoulder and neck  \nwith his beak, \"Surprisingly, I never considered that possibility. Complex  \nmarriages have become rather uncommon on our world these days.\"  \n\"There's no laws against such an arrangement,\" Arlin reminded him,  \n\"After all, in a society where people can be legally bought and sold as slaves  \nand pleasure pets, and where sibling revelry is as normal and accepted as  \nbreathing, it would be a gross hypocrisy to make something as benign as  \npolymating a taboo.\"  \nThe Hawk snuggled closer to the Tiger, his free hand now idly inching  \ntowards Arlin's inner thigh, \"Ah yes, I will consider approaching Everett and  \nRhiana about this soon, possibly even tonight when we pay their little night  \nclub a visit.\"  \n\"Atta girl,\" Arlin purred, giving Toraq an affectionate swat on the  \nflank. \"Knowing the three of you, I have no doubt that you will perversevere.\"  \nHe chuckled softly at his own joke, then took another longer pull of his drink,  \nswishing the wine around in his mouth and savoring its sweetness before  \nswallowing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Say! This is fantastic stuff,\" he said, momentarily changing the  \nsubject, \"What is it?\"  \nToraq held up his chalice which was still three quarters full, \"It's  \ncalled Dryad's Dream, imported from Arborvale. I bought several bottles from  \nsome Spriett trader who had set up temporary shop in the bazarre today.  \nHandsome fellow he was, and another who I wouldn't mind being boinked by. But  \nhe didn't seem the type who would do another girly-guy, so I didn't pursue that  \ncourse of seduction.\"  \nArlin laughed again and snugged the Hawk close to him, \"You are just as  \nobsessed with your own aft end as Kennewick is with his, always looking for an  \nexcuse to stuff something fulfilling up there. Is there anyone you wouldn't  \nbend over and lift your tail feathers for, you little slut?\"  \n\"Well, erm... Let me think... No. No one I can think of at the  \nmoment,\" Toraq flashed a mischievous, tipsy grin up at the Tiger and playfully  \npreened his neck and shoulder with his beak. \"And speaking of Kennewick, how is  \nshe, er, he and his sister doing these days? It's been too long since they were  \nlast sent down to me for discipline on their or Princess Amalie's behalf. I  \nreally miss paddling their cute little musky bottoms.\" He sighed wistfully.  \n\"The twins are sleeping with sore butts tonight,\" Arlin replied, filling  \nToraq in on the latest gossip, \"Against Tormanin's wishes, Princess Amalie  \nconvinced them to go with her to Up Yours and get some stage time.\"  \n\"Oh, I wish I could have seen that. How did they fare?\"  \n\"All I can say is those three danced like professionals. They nearly  \nupstaged Rhiana even, and when I hauled them out of there, their asses were so  \nfull of cash capsules and coins, they could barely walk.\" The Tiger shifted  \nuncomfortably on the couch. The thought of the three tenders and that Secretary  \nBird cavorting about on the stage, flashing their assets, and working those  \ndance poles renewed the aching erection he had been sporting since before coming  \ndown to the dungeon.  \nThis did not escape Toraq's notice. In an effort to help his friend  \nbecome a little more comfortable, the Hawk slid his hand up the Tiger's thigh,  \nunfastened the clasp on his pants, reached in, and gently grasped his cock,  \npulling it out so it stood stiff and free from its tight leather prison. He  \ngazed longingly at the hard fleshy shaft and teasingly ran a talon along its  \nunderside, causing Arlin to gasp and purr like a kitten.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You'll have to let me know in advance next time when they are scheduled  \nto perform. Tendertails they may be, but they are most certainly pleasing to  \nthe eye.\"  \nArlin gasped again as Toraq continued teasing and stroking his shaft,  \nthen he chuckled softly, \"Sorry, my friend. I'm afraid you might have to either  \nseduce Everett into letting you borrow the footage from his security cameras, or  \ntry to get the kids to put on a private performance for you. This was an  \nunscheduled act tonight, and the Regent was not very happy about his daughter  \nshowing off her treasures to a drunken, yiffy crowd.\"  \n\"Ah yes, Tormanin's obsession with the family's image. I suppose he's  \nnever going to understand that a hot young nymph like Amalie could very well  \nboost their approval ratings in the public's eye beyond his wildest  \nimaginations.\"  \nArlin shrugged, \"He might eventually. But he was more concerned about  \nthe kids' safety. We might be able to maintain a close watch on that part of  \ntown, and keep the people in line and whatnot, but we can't keep Amalie and her  \npets under lock and key around the clock, and her actions could someday attract  \nthe attention of slavers or worse. And that is why Kennewick and Katella had to  \nbe paddled tonight.\"  \nToraq smiled and sighed wistfully at the thought of the two young Skunks  \ngetting their furry bottoms roasted, \"Ah, another show I would have loved to  \nsee. 'Tis a pity you didn't summon me to be a witness. So then, how many swats  \ndid they take this time?\"  \nThe Tiger finished his jade wine, closed his eyes, leaned back on the  \ncouch and shuddered uncontrollably, guiltily enjoying the magic that the Hawk  \nwas working on his maleness with his hand and talons, \"Twenty each,\" he purred,  \n\"with Princess Amalie's paddling to be taken and shared between Kennewick and  \nKatella.\"  \n\"Mmmmm... Did you take them over your lap, or did you have them bend  \nover this time?\"  \n\"Kennewick and Katella took their paddling over my lap,\" Arlin revealed,  \n\"then they took Amalie's bent over with their paws on the bench. Tormanin  \nadministered his daughter's spanking to them of course, since he's Amalie's  \nfather and it was her punishment they were taking.\"  \n\"Sounds like it was a wonderful show. 'Tis a pity though that the  \nRegent is so old school and subscribes to the belief that a princess is above  \ngetting spanked. I would so much love to see her bratness get her lovely regal  \nbottom reddened one of these days, especially if I could be the one to redden  \nher lovely regal bottom.\"  \n\"You and me both, Buttmaster,\" Arlin agreed, \"All it would take is one  \ngood hard session with the paddle for her to understand just how much her  \ngirlfriends suffer for her. She would then think twice or more before going off  \non her little misadventures if she really and truly knew what was in store for  \nher paddlegirls when they got caught.\"  \n\"Aye, but that is Tormanin's call. There's nothing we can do to change  \nRegency policy in that department,\" Toraq mused, \"At least we can dream, and we  \ndo have the twins with their sweet asses to abuse as needed.\" A devilish gleam  \nflickered in his eyes, \"Oh, and we have the lovely Lady Tormanin as well.  \nThankfully, unlike her daughter, she doesn't accept immunity from the paddle and  \nother physical disciplines. That was a wonderful session I had with her down  \nhere late this morning. I'm sure that she had to attend her various social  \nfunctions on her feet this afternoon. I'll have to tell you all about it  \nlater.\"  \nArlin pulled the Hawk onto his lap and smiled down affectionately at  \nhim. The Tiger's stiff cock pressed teasingly along the length of the warm,  \ndowny crevasse between the bird's nether cheeks, \"Damn, but you really are  \nobsessed with pretty bottoms, girl.\"  \nToraq squirmed on Arlin's lap, his own cock stiffening harder with the  \nfeel of the Tiger's maleness beneath him, so tantalizingly close to his tight  \nsouthern star, \"No moreso than any other red-blooded Ornith or Furling,\" he  \nargued, \"Well, perhaps a little moreso. But still, in my line of  \nwork...well...you know what it's like.\"  \n\"If you mean those street sentences that I administer to select  \nmiscreants at my discretion,\" Arlin replied, \"Then yes, I do understand. I will  \nadmit that it is one of my favorite benefits of being a Street Hunter.\"  \n\"And your other task as well?\" Toraq prodded, \"You know, that delightful  \ntask of paddling Amalie's pets, which I sense is what really has you worked up  \ntonight?\"  \n\"What? Truth to tell, I wasn't expecting an Ornith inquisition.\"  \n\"Heh. Don't you know? Nobody expects an Ornith inquisition. But  \nanyway, you didn't answer my question.\"  \nArlin sighed again and wrapped his arms around the Hawk, running his  \npaws along his inner thighs and up his stomach and breast, \"Guilty as charged.  \nThere's just something I can't explain about Katella and Kennewick. I know it's  \nnot proper for me, but every time I have them over my lap or bent over a table,  \nI just want to take them and...\"  \nToraq finished the confession for him, \"And boink the daylights out of  \nthem. I fully understand your feelings, my dear friend, and there is no cause  \nfor shame. Those two are definite head turners and unintentional cock teases.  \nAnd you are not alone. There are many others at the palace, both male and  \nfemale, who would love to have a night alone with either of them, myself  \nincluded.\"  \n\"Both of them, I presume?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Hawk laughed melodically, \"But of course. Kennewick is every bit a  \nhot piece of tail as his sister. And with the right training, like from  \nAllisson and your sister for example, he could easily become one of the most  \nsuccessful whores the world has ever known, the delight of kings and emperors  \nfrom here to the farthest reaches of Lockke and beyond.\"  \n\"You really think so?\"  \n\"Believe me, lad. I have a gift for judging a girl's potential value as  \na pleasure toy, even if that girl is really a boy. In fact, that day that you  \nfirst delivered them to me for punishment after they were brought in for  \npickpocketing three years ago, I really wanted to stuff this shaft of mine in  \nthem and teach them how to use their assets to earn their keep without turning  \nto crime.\" He took said shaft between his thighs in his hand, giving it a  \nsqueeze and a few strokes.  \n\"Well why didn't you?\" Arlin asked. His hands ran back down the Hawk's  \nsides and again along his inner thighs, teasingly avoiding his friend's aching  \nmaleness, \"After all, for that short time, they belonged to you. You completely  \nowned them while they were in your care. You could have taken them any way you  \nwanted at any time. And don't tell me they were too young then either. I know  \nfor a fact that with many slaves, you are more than willing to play with them as  \nyoung as nine like they were back then.\"  \n\"I didn't want to overwhelm them so soon. They were pretty frightened  \nwhen they first found themselves down here. And considering that their crime  \nwas fairly minor, I felt it best for the time to just give their bottoms the  \nriding crop and be done with it, none of the other usual pleasures that our more  \nlong-term guests get to experience. But, I did orchestrate matters to provide  \nadditional future opportunities to sample their sweet assets.\"  \n\"Ah, you mean arranging for Tormanin to employ them as Amalie's  \npaddlegirls. And after three years, despite them being sent to you on countless  \noccasions, you have still never used their tails to their fullest potential?\"  \nToraq shook his feathered head and closed his eyes, \"Sadly, no. Amalie,  \nas I'm sure you have noticed, has monopolized their time. She almost always has  \nsome activity going on that includes the twins. I swear, those three are  \ntotally inseparable Kennewick and Katella are for all intents and purposes, the  \nprincess's personal pets, despite not having yet experienced my training  \ncourse.\"  \n\"Aye,\" Arlin agreed, \"They are totally devoted to her. It will be  \ninteresting to see how their relationship develops in a few more years.\"  \n\"I'm guessing that Kennewick will either end up marrying both of them,  \nor he will marry the princess and Katella will give herself to them as a pet  \nsister for their wedding present.\"  \n\"You're probably right,\" Arlin agreed.  \n\"I'm always right,\" Toraq reminded him, \"Now, what about you? You have  \npretty much admitted that spanking the twins turned you on tonight. And I can  \nunderstand a straight upright fellow like you wanting to boink a sweet little  \nlass like Katella. But what about Kennewick?\"  \n\"What about him?\" the Tiger asked, \"Of course he would also enjoy  \nboinking Katella, if he understood what fucking was all about and how it was  \nachieved. After all, only an impotent fool would not want to do her.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Toraq laughed heartily, \"My dear friend, I don't know whether you are  \nbeing innocently obtuse, or purposely dodging the question, but let me clarify.  \nWhat are your feelings for Kennewick? I know that you have never taken a lad  \nbefore and most likely feel uncomfortable with the thoughts and feelings that  \ncourse through your body when applying the paddle or your open paw to his girly  \nbottom. But, considering how you refer to him in feminine terms and even treat  \nhim as a girl, could it be that there are some repressed fantasies deep within  \nyou that you are holding back?\"  \nArlin was getting perturbed by the Hawk's rather intimate probing of his  \ndeepest feelings. Frustrated, he responded in the one way he knew worked best  \nfor stress relief. Moments later, Toraq was surprised and shamelessly delighted  \nto find himself held face down over the Tiger's lap. Arlin's left arm was  \npressed firmly against the bird's lower back, and his left hand had a grip on  \nhis ruddy tail feathers, holding them up out of the way to fully expose his  \nplush, shapely bottom. Without hesitation, Arlin's massive paw was rhythmically  \nslamming down hard on his friend's rump while he scolded him as he would one of  \nthe twins.  \n\"You, my dear friend presume too much,\" he growled. The smacks on the  \nbird's ass came hard and fast, with no more than a quarter second's reprieve  \nbetween strokes. Toraq closed his eyes and relaxed his body, being well  \nconditioned to not struggle unless the one spanking him wished for him to do so.  \nHe did gasp sharply whenever Arlin's paw struck the most sensitive area of his  \nrump, the sit spot. But he stoically gave neither a yelp nor a whimper as his  \nfriend gave him this surprise, and much appreciated, roasting under his tail  \nfeathers  \n\"I refer to Kennewick in the feminine because that is how our princess  \ntreats him and dresses him. He accepts that, the Regent accepts that, and I  \naccept that.\" The pace and intensity of the impromptu spanking increased. A  \nlight crimson glow was beginning to show through the creamy white down of the  \nHawk's aft treasure trail.  \nThe Tiger continued his spanking-punctuated rant, \"When I paddle  \nKennewick and Katella, I do so in accordance with my responsibilities as their  \ndesignated father figure. It is my duty to guide and discipline them as needed.  \nThey understand that and expect such treatment from me when they misbehave.  \nAny arousal I experience during the process, we all understand is simply a pure  \nuncontrollable primal instinct, nothing more.\" He landed another half dozen  \nswats all over Toraq's ass, and finished with one final strike dead center.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; In the quiet moments immediately after the spanking ended, Arlin gently  \nran his paw over his friend's reddened butt, taking in its softness and warmth.  \nThey both said not a word for a minute. The crackle of the flames in the  \nfireplace, and Toraq's heavy breathing and occasional gasps as the Tiger fondled  \nhis aft end were the only sounds audible in the cavernous parlor. During that  \nmoment of silence, Arlin contemplated the Hawk still held firmly in his grip.  \nHe purred as his fingers caressed over the shapely hills that formed his bottom,  \nand probed along the crevasse between them, until his fingers touched the rim of  \nhis southern star. He remembered again what he admitted to Everett earlier that  \nnight, 'With birds, some Furling species, and quite often Elves, male or female  \ndoesn't matter. It's that tight, warm port to park in that counts.'  \nHe became even more aware of the stiffness between his legs, a stiffness  \nthat was also pressing hard against the bird's thighs, and realized that his  \nwords to the Secretary Bird also applied to this Hawk who lay submissively and  \nvulnerably over his lap like a naughty young schoolgirl...like Katella...like  \nKennewick. Without any further thought, he slipped one finger, claw retracted,  \nup inside his childhood friend.  \nToraq's back arched and his bottom thrust upwards. The feel of the  \nTiger's finger probing inside his ass nearly caused him to orgasm, and he had to  \nstruggle mentally to keep from spilling his seed all over Arlin's thighs. A  \nmoment later, the Hawk regained his composure and chirred softly, \"So, now that  \nyou have worked out your aggressions on my poor, abused behind, my dear and most  \ntrusted friend, will you now go ahead and drop that silly macho facade and admit  \nyour true feelings for that sweet Skunk? And don't try to play dumb. You know  \nthat I am talking about Kennewick, not Katella.\"  \nArlin inserted a second finger up the bird's butt and gently pumped them  \ninside of him. He sighed and released his grip on Toraq's tail feathers so that  \nhe could knead and massage the warm, reddened flesh beneath them with his other  \npaw.  \n\"Well?\" Toraq impatiently prompted.  \nThis was answered with one more smack on his ass before the Tiger  \nfinally opened up, \"Very well, silly girl. I can see that there is no keeping  \nany secrets from you. These words do not leave this room.\"  \n\"You have my solemn word,\" the Hawk promised.  \n\"Every time that I have to spank Kennewick, I do indeed feel an improper  \ndesire to haul him off to my bedchamber and fuck the living daylights out of his  \nadorable furry ass. I am going to blame Princess Amalie for corrupting me in  \nthis way. Before she started making him girl up, I had never ever even  \nconsidered boinking another male of any age or species.\"  \n\"Awww, not even me or Everett?\"  \n\"Not really,\" Arlin admitted, \"However, you two have briefly turned my  \nhead a number of times, but until tonight, not enough to make me want to  \nactually fuck.\"  \nToraq teasingly clenched his aft cheeks around Arlin's fingers, holding  \nthem tightly in place inside him, \"Well well, this is surely a sign that the  \nuniverse will come to an end really soon now. For years and years, if you  \nhaven't guessed already, me and Everett have fantasized about seducing both you  \nand the Regent. Could it be that we might see at least half of that fantasy  \nbecome a reality? In other words, do you want to fuck now, and take me as you  \nhave imagined yourself taking Kennewick?\"  \nArlin laughed, despite the warm reddening forming inside his ears again  \nand forced his fingers deeper inside the Hawk's ass, \"Indeed it does seem as if  \nyou are going to finally achieve one of your most difficult objectives, provided  \nwe have time.\"  \nToraq gasped and squirmed on the Tiger's lap, \"We have plenty of time,  \nmy dear lad. 'Tis still another fifteen to twenty minutes before Skara-Bree and  \nher night crew show up. So if you would kindly remove your fingers from inside  \nme...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"But of course,\" Arlin chuckled. He extracted his fingers from the  \nHawk's depths, and ran his tongue over them, taking in his friend's intimate  \nflavor, \"Mmmmm, you are quite delicious, young lady. Now, on your feet with  \nyou.\" He gave the Hawk a final smack on his ass, which was hard enough this  \ntime to cause him to yelp out.  \nToraq pulled himself up off the Tiger's lap and rubbed his sore bottom  \nwhile he stood before his friend. His cock was still hard and stiff, as was  \nArlin's. \"I do wish to thank you for that wonderful spanking. 'Tis been far  \ntoo long since I had last received a proper ass roasting, what with work  \nschedules being so hectic lately that Skara and I have been unable to schedule  \nany overlapping time for us to spend time over each others' lap.\"  \nArlin stood up and stripped off his tight leather pants, scooped the  \nHawk up in his arms, and slung him over his shoulder so that the bird had a  \nwonderful view of his muscular back and rump, \"Ah, 'tis not good for one such as  \nyou to go so long without a firm dose of discipline beneath your tail feathers,\"  \nhe declared.  \n\"Aye. That is pure unadulterated truth,\" Toraq agreed.  \n\"So whenever you are feeling uppity and incorrigible, and need to be  \nspanked,\" the Tiger advised him as he carried him to the bedchamber, \"all you  \nneed to do is send me a message and I will pay a visit to your dungeon at my  \nearliest convenience to paddle your butt and make you even more a Redtail Hawk.\"  \n\"My tail is for your pleasure,\" Toraq promised, \"and you can use more  \nthan just paddles, you know.\"  \n\"Oh, I will, you little slut. I will indeed.\" Arlin gently set his  \nfriend back down on the floor beside the bed. \"Now then, present your ass for  \nservicing, my redtailed whore.\"  \nToraq turned around, spread his feet, and bent over so that his chest  \nwas pressed against the soft mattress and his hands were gripping the far edge  \nof the bed. He spread out his majestic wings and his tail feathers fanned out  \nand arose to expose his downy bottom.  \n\"I do hope you intend to properly baste me before stuffing,\" he advised.  \n\"It will make the procedure go much smoother than if you were to take me raw.\"  \n\"Right,\" Arlin replied. He looked around the room, scanning for  \nsomething to serve as a lubricant, \"So, is there any particular type of salve  \nthat you prefer?\"  \n\"Silly Tiger, just use your tongue. It's okay. I give myself  \nelectro-cleansings at least daily. After all, as I always say, there are much  \nbetter uses for that place than what nature intended.\"  \n\"Ah, so we start with a taildive then. Brace yourself.\" The Tiger  \nknelt behind the Hawk and took a firm two-handed grip on his bottom. Even after  \nall these years, it never ceased to amaze him just how plush and feminine  \nToraq's rear was. And had it not been for that stiff shaft protruding between  \nhis thighs, Arlin could easily mistake this bird for a girl. With his thumbs,  \nhe gently spread those cute nether hills to expose his friend's southern star,  \nthe gateway to passionate bliss, as Toraq often called it. The Tiger's muzzle  \ndisappeared into the valley beneath the Hawk's tail feathers, and without  \nanother moment's hesitation, his tongue pressed into the bird's opening and  \nworked itself into his depths.  \nArlin purred as he tasted his dear friend's most intimate flavor. This  \nwas his second taildiving tonight, and like with Kata, to whom he would later be  \nintroducing Toraq, the Hawk was every bit as delicious. His flavor was  \ndifferent to be certain, but in his experience, no two people tasted exactly  \nidentical. He worked his rough feline tongue all over the bird's rectal wall,  \ntaking in the sweet and slightly spicy flavor of electrically cleansed raptor  \nass. Apparently, Toraq was enjoying this as much as he was, judging by his  \nwhimpers and moans every time Arlin's tongue scrubbed against his inner flesh.  \nFinally, the Tiger could take it no more. His body practically on fire from the  \npassion coursing through him, he pulled his face back, arose to his feet, and  \ntook an even tighter grip on the Hawk's bottom, his claws digging into the  \ntender avian flesh to the point of drawing forth trickles of crimson.  \nWith one smooth but forceful motion, he pressed his groin against the  \nbird's rump and pounded his stiff, aching cock into the tight, freshly moistened  \nchamber where his tongue had played mere moments before.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Tiger and Hawk gasped in tandem as their bodies became as one.  \nArlin had to fight himself mentally to keep from immediately unloading his seed  \ninto Toraq's depths. It had been a long time since he had last had his cock  \nnested inside a bird's ass, and he had forgotten just how wonderfully hot and  \ntight Orniths were in the aft chamber. Adding to the passion burning in his  \nloins was the knowledge that this time, for the first time ever, his fuckmate  \nwas another male. That made the moment even more delightfully wondrous, as he  \nwas going against his own nature. His only regret was that he had not taken the  \nplunge into such intimate male bonding, at least with his feathered friends,  \nyears ago.  \n  \nDespite craving and fantasizing over this wondrous moment ever since he  \nwas a \"schoolgirl\", the forceful thrust of the Tiger's more than ample shaft up  \nhis tailhole still took Toraq by surprise. He had greatly underestimated his  \nfriend's talent and endowment. His back arched severely and a sharp gasp  \nescaped his beak as Arlin's cock probed deep inside the Hawk's nether passage,  \ndeeper than any of the pleasure toys in his vast collection had ever penetrated.  \nHis rectal chamber was stretched to the limits of his remarkable conditioning,  \nstealing the bird's breath away from him for a few long seconds. When he  \nregained his breath, Toraq moaned and whined like a young girl. His bottom,  \nstill tender and warm from his recent spanking, thrust upwards, pressing against  \nthe Tiger's groin as if trying to coax the long thick shaft inside him to rape  \nhim even deeper.  \nHe closed his eyes and moaned louder when he felt a powerful strong arm  \nwrap around his waist to hold him in place. Arlin's free hand took a firm grip  \non the bird's stiff, aching cock, which glistened with his male pre-climax  \njuices. Toraq gasped again as the Tiger lowered himself down so his muscular  \nfurry chest was pressed along the length of his back between his powerful  \nsplayed-out wings, and his jaws clamped firmly down on the point where the  \nHawk's shoulder and neck connected. The fangs were like fine spikes, sending a  \nwave through his body that was a confusing mixture of exquisite pain and even  \nmore exquisite pleasure. Arlin's teeth pierced the Hawk's flesh, not enough to  \ncause any true damage, but still deep enough to draw forth a trickle of warm  \ncrimson.  \nToraq squirmed and struggled feebly in his powerful friend's grip, but  \nhe was caught, held firm with no chance of escape until Arlin was finished with  \nhim. This was what he wanted. This was the moment in time of which he had  \ndreamed for years. The infamous Master Toraq had finally seduced the unswayable  \nmighty Tiger. At long last, the Hawk was finally being taken under the tail  \nfeathers, finally being \"raped\" by his dear childhood friend.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A sound that was a mix of a growl and a purr rumbled in Arlin's throat  \nas he took his friend like he had taken his sister and Allisson many times over  \nthe years. The blood trickling from Toraq's shoulder was warm and salty on his  \nrough tongue. His paw was damp with clear, sticky male juices as it clenched  \nthe bird's long, stiff cock, pumping the shaft rhythmically while his hips  \nslammed repeatedly against his friend's down-covered bottom. With each thrust  \ninside the Hawk, Arlin had to fight mentally to keep himself from going over the  \nbrink as Toraq's nether muscles expertly flexed and relaxed his around his cock  \nas if trying to coax his seed out of him.  \nFor nearly a quarter of an hour, the Tiger and Hawk remained on the bed,  \ncoupled together as one, thrusting and counter thrusting against each other.  \nThe only sounds in the room were the crackling from the fireplace, Arlin's purr  \nas he maintained his grip on his friend's neck, and Toraq's feminine gasps and  \nmoans with each ramming of the Tiger's long, thick maleness in his ass and each  \nstroke of the large feline paw on his own cock.  \nAt long last, neither cat nor bird could hold back any longer. As one,  \nArlin and Toraq's bodies tensed and the frantic pumping abruptly ceased.  \nArlin's groin was pressed hard against Toraq's bottom, his cock buried as deep  \nas possible up in his nethers. His jaws disengaged from the bird's shoulder,  \nleaving a dark red wet stain of blood trickling over light brown feathers, and  \nhis paw squeezed the bird's precum-soaked cock even harder. Arlin gave out a  \nprimal roar like that of his mundane cousins and ancestors, the tigers that  \nprowled the jungles and savannas In response, Toraq shrieked a piercing  \n\"Ki-KHIIIIIII\", and together, the Tiger and the Hawk plunged into an abyss,  \ntheir world a consuming fire of animal passion that burned through their furred  \nand feathered bodies.  \nThey lay there together, frozen in place and coupled together for a  \nbrief but seemingly infinite moment in time while Arlin's hot seed filled the  \nbird's nether chamber, and Toraq's seed spilled out into the Tiger's paw and  \nonto the floor beside the bed. Had it not been for their barely audible  \nwhimpers, moans, and gasps; an outside observer might very well think the two of  \nthem were just a mere life-size sculpture covered in fur and feathers.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Arlin lapped at the lingering trickles of blood on Toraq's shoulder and  \nneck, then disengaged himself from the Hawk's aft end and sat down on the bed  \nbeside his friend. He gently ran a claw over Toraq's neck, down the center of  \nhis back between his wings, and scritched the spot where the splayed-out tail  \nfeathers connected with his rump. A shudder coursed through Toraq's body. He  \nsighed contentedly and moaned, then weakly raised his head and smiled at the big  \nTiger.  \n\"There, you see, kitten?\" he teased, \"That wasn't so bad after all now.  \nWas it?\"  \nArlin chuckled and gave the Hawk's plush rump an affectionate swat,  \n\"Heh, that is another big understatement, silly bird. Not only was it not so  \nbad after all, it was in fact absolutely, mind numbingly wondrous. And if I may  \noffer my own professional judgment, yours happens to be the sweetest and most  \ndelightful bottom I have ever boinked.\"  \nAn embarrassed gleam twinkled in Toraq's eyes, and he had to briefly  \navert his gaze while the Tiger continued his assessment of his assets.  \n\"It saddens me to think of all the opportunities I have missed over the  \nyears. One of the finest fuck toys ever has been living among us all this time,  \nand I never realized...\"  \nToraq stood to his feet and smiled affectionately at his friend. The  \nbird's shaft, spent for the moment in their recent shared climax, had softened  \nonce more and was partially retracted back into its sheath. \"Now then, love,\"  \nhe consoled the Tiger, \"We can't have you pining away over what could have been.  \nYou should instinctively know that I will always be here for you, should you  \never need someone to cuddle with, to work out your frustrations on, or to spill  \nyour seed into.\"  \nArlin blushed, then smiled and reached out to take Toraq by the hand and  \npull him back onto the bed to cuddle with him for a moment. \"You can bet your  \nfeathery butt I will be taking you up on that invitation.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Toraq positioned himself so he was straddling Arlin's thighs. He gently  \npreened the Tiger's cheeks and neck, then touched his beak, half open to his  \nmouth and the two kissed, their tongues playfully caressing over each other.  \nArlin's paws gripped the Hawk's rump as he allowed himself to be guided down  \nonto his back with the bird on top of him. They kissed for a moment or two  \nmore, then Toraq turned around so that he was straddling the Tiger's chest, his  \nass prominently in front of Arlin's face, and his shaft again fully extended  \nfrom its downy sheath.  \nArlin shuddered and moaned. Toraq was expertly working his tongue all  \nover his cock, thoroughly cleaning off the sticky feline juices. He felt  \nobliged to return the favor. The Tiger sat up half way, took a firm grip on  \nToraq's flanks, and slid his rough tongue up and down the length of the bird's  \nhard maleness.  \nThe Hawk chirped softly and a ripple coursed through his body. His cock  \npulsed against Arlin's tongue and his wings and tail feathers splayed out and  \nrustled uncontrollably. His tongue played around the tip of the Tiger's cock,  \neven teasingly penetrating the glistening opening before he took its length  \nfully into his mouth and down his throat. Arlin whimpered like a kitten as the  \nbird's tongue stimulated the sensitive nerve endings of the tight channel inside  \nhis shaft. Not to be outdone, he tightened his grip on the bird's flanks and  \nworked his maleness fully into his mouth, suckling on it like a sweetpop.  \nFor the second time that night, Tiger and Hawk plunged into that fiery  \nabyss together. Arlin's claws dug into Toraq's rump, drawing forth small  \ntrickles of blood again as the bird thirstily drank his seed and bestowed his  \nown life-making juices onto the Tiger's tongue. Arlin nearly gagged at first,  \nmerely out of surprise, as this was another new experience for him. Just like  \nhe did with the wine earlier, he pondered the taste of Toraq's juices for a  \nmoment, purred, then swallowed. The Hawk's maleness was every bit as delicious  \nas his nether depths, hot and with a very subtle sweetness. His tongue played  \nup and down the length of the warm shaft, coaxing and milking more of the bird's  \nseed down his throat, while Toraq did the same for him.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Finally, they were both spent once more. Toraq rose to a kneeling  \nposition, then continued to his feet. He rubbed his sore bottom, smoothed out  \nhis plumage, turned to face his lover, and helped the Tiger up off the bed. \"As  \nmuch as I would wish this night to last forever, we really should consider  \nsetting out for our date now. We don't want to keep those ladies you have lined  \nup for us waiting.\" He sashayed over to a large wooden floor to ceiling  \nwardrobe and rummaged through its depths while Arlin redressed himself and  \nreached for a towel to clean up the stickiness on the floor beside the bed.  \n\"Oh, don't bother with that, silly,\" Toraq said, as he picked out his  \nensemble for the evening, \"Leave it to my cleaning bot, and come lend a paw.\"  \nArlin dropped the towel and padded over to the wardrobe. Toraq handed  \nhim a thick, silver rod with a rounded tip. \"Please be a dear and slip this up  \nmy ass,\" he instructed, \"As much as I love the feel of your seed inside of me, I  \nneed to keep my love chamber thoroughly cleansed for tonight's activities.\"  \nThe Tiger nodded, took the electrocleanser from the Hawk, stuffed it up  \nhis butt until only the base was barely visible between his feathery cheeks,  \n\"More taildiving and boinking, I presume?\"  \nToraq smiled sheepishly, \"That's very likely,\" he admitted, \"but I could  \nalso end up getting some stage time tonight, or doing lap dances, and well, you  \nknow what the tradition is for paying dancers...\"  \n\"But of course,\" Arlin replied. He gripped the exposed end of the rod  \nbetween his thumb and index finger and gave it a firm twist. A soft buzzing  \nnoise could be heard from under the Hawk's tail feathers, and Toraq gasped very  \nbriefly as a gentle electric shock flowed steadily from the shaft into his  \ndepths.  \nWhile the rod did its work inside him, Toraq laid out his selection of  \nclothing on the bed. \"What do you think, love?\" he asked.  \nArlin looked over his friend's selections. There was a black leather  \nshoulder purse, a pair of silky green panties with black lace trim, a light blue  \nsheer halter top with white lace trim, and a matching light blue sheer  \nminiskirt, also with white lace trim.  \n\"A silk and lace theme tonight, eh? Looks fine to me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Toraq nodded and dressed himself. The halter top was short enough to  \nleave his feathery midriff exposed and had been altered to allow for his  \nmajestic wings. The skirt was just long enough in front to conceal his  \nmaleness, and just short enough in the back to show off plenty of shapely bird  \nthigh and provide a teasing glimpse of the lower curve of his panty-clad butt.  \nProtruding through a hole in the back of the skirt near the top, his tail  \nfeathers were splayed out behind him like a second skirt. He posed like a  \nfashion model for Arlin, one knee slightly bent and one hip canted sexily to the  \nside.  \n\"Well? How do I look?\"  \nArlin looked the bird up and down, taking in his curves and softness,  \n\"That suits you perfectly,\" he declared. \"Then again, pretty much anything  \nwould look good on you.\"  \nToraq gave him a coy gaze over his shoulder, \"Aw, I bet you say that to  \nall the ladies. And do you know what would really look best on me?\"  \n\"No. What?\"  \n\"You, of course.\"  \n  \nArlin chuckled and shook his head at the incorrigible bird, then landed  \na firm swat on Toraq's rump beneath his skirt, \"You never get enough, do you?\"  \nToraq giggled, \"Of course not? Enough is an alien concept to me, as is  \ntoo much. And speaking of getting more of you in me, I would be most honored if  \ntonight, after our revelries in town are done and we retire back to the palace,  \nyou would allow me to share my bed down here with you.\"  \nArlin took Toraq in his arms and held him close. His paws again gripped  \nthe bird's rump, and they gazed into each others' eyes, \"I would be honored,  \nlove.\" His fingers probed beneath the bird's panties until they touched the  \nshaft that was still buzzing inside his ass.  \n\"Ah yes,\" Toraq said, \"I nearly forgot about that. The electrocleansing  \nshould be complete.\"  \nThe Tiger twisted the shaft again and the buzzing stopped. He gently  \npulled the rod from the Hawk's butt and gave it a quick inspection. It was  \nstill shiny and clean, as if brand spanking new.  \n\"Just drop it in my purse,\" Toraq said, disengaging himself from the  \nTiger's grip. \"I'm sure I will be needing that quite a bit tonight.\"  \nArlin tossed the plug into the shoulder bag, then stared at Toraq's ass  \nwhile the bird bent over to rummage through a storage chest on the floor at the  \nfoot of the bed. He chuckled over the wide array of tools and toys his friend  \nwas tossing into the purse: paddles, whips, belts, buzzplugs, leather cuffs,  \nleashes, a lightning crop, a box of sewing pins, a couple porcupine shafts, and  \na jar of Unicorn Salve.  \n\"You are so incorrigible, young lady,\" he growled, \"You do know that  \nthis is just a night out on the town we're engaging in, and not some dungeon  \nkeepers' convention and seminar at Neina's Retreat, right?\"  \nToraq finished loading his purse, adding his identification card and a  \npouch of money, then slung the bag over his shoulder and smiled coyly at Arlin,  \n\"I like to be prepared. You never know what our playmates might be into. Now,  \ncome on, let's get a move on.\"  \nArlin wrapped an arm around the Hawk and escorted him back out into the  \ndungeon.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; On the way out, Toraq stopped to check on his most recent guests. Beryl  \nand Darlene were still awake, but their agonized writhings had diminished to the  \noccasional bit of pained squirms as they tried in vain to adjust their positions  \nto relieve some of the bite of the needles piercing their rectal walls.  \nDarlene's feathered face was damp with tears, and as the Hawk passed in front of  \nher, she gazed pleadingly up at him, hoping futilely that he would remove the  \nporcupine shaft from her ass before putting her to bed for the night.  \nHe shook his head and gently ran a talon along her cheek and neck, then  \nreached beneath the table she was trussed up on and pressed the switch. The  \nblue glow faded as the aural dampening field dissipated.  \n\"I see you are already becoming acclimated to your punishment, young  \nlady,\" he complimented her. The young Crow replied with nothing more than a sad  \nwhimper and a moan.  \n\"I am most impressed.\" He reached over and turned off the dampening  \nfield around Beryl, \"And I know you would love nothing more than for me to  \nremove those infernal devices from your nethers. Sadly for you, I can not  \noblige such a wish.\"  \nHe strutted over to one of the storage cabinets, selected a pair of  \nsyringes filled with a clear liquid, attached a long needle to each of them,  \npushed on their plungers to remove any air bubbles. He stepped around behind  \nBeryl and stabbed one of the needles into the Crow's ass. \"You see, when we  \nadminister punishments and disciplines, we go for endurance. In other words,  \nyou two will be spending the night with the porcupine shafts inside you. This  \nlittle shot will help you sleep through the night.\" He patted Beryl on the  \nrump, then handed the other syringe to Arlin. The Tiger inserted the needle  \ninto Darlene's rump, and slowly pushed the plunger, injecting the serum into her  \nbody.  \n\"Actually, this sleep aid will take a while to reach its full effect,\"  \nToraq added, \"Fortunately, we can expedite your descent into slumber right easy.  \nArlin, be a dear and press that blue-white button on the base of Darlene's  \nporcupine shaft.\"  \nArlin nodded and touched the button that Toraq had cautioned him about  \nearlier. There was a loud buzz from inside the girl, followed by a muffled  \nelectric snap. Her entire body tensed and she cried out a loud but very brief  \nyelp, and after that, she collapsed into blissful unconsciousness  \nToraq chuckled and playfully smacked Beryl's rump as the Crow's daughter  \nwas zapped to sleep, \"As you can see, my slave, this is going to hurt. Now, on  \nthe count of three...\" Before even counting one, the Hawk slipped a finger  \nbeneath Beryl's tail feathers and pressed the blue-white button. Again, there  \nwas a loud buzz followed by a muffled snap. The Crow twitched and gasped, then  \nfell silent and still.  \nArlin played with Darlene's bottom as he contemplated the young Ornith  \nlass trussed up and asleep on the work table, \"Should we go ahead and put them  \nto bed in their cell, or leave them here for the night?\"  \nToraq pondered the Crows for a moment, then shook his head and held out  \na hand to Arlin, \"Leave them there for now. I'll have Elerie and Flurrie put  \nthem to bed. We need to get a move on.\" The Tiger gently took Toraq's taloned  \nhand in his paw, and the two of them exited through the narrow corridor leading  \nout to the reception area.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Upon opening the door, their ears were filled with the familiar sound of  \nhard wood impacting on fur-covered flesh. Three Furlings occupied the reception  \narea: a Mouse girl, clad in a thin green work tunic; a lady Fruit Bat, sporting  \na black leather X-harness, and a Leopard boy, dressed in a brown suede tunic and  \nmatching pants. This was Toraq's night shift crew.  \nToraq and Arlin could not help but chuckle softly at the sight before  \nthem. The Leopard, his pants pulled down to his knees and his tunic folded up,  \nwas laying submissively over the Bat's lap. The Mouse was holding his slinky  \ntail up out of the way, while the Bat worked over his cute, youthful bottom with  \na round wooden, studded paddle. Each smack caused the lad to writhe and whimper  \nlike a kitten, and caused the Mouse to flinch and wince sympathetically.  \nThe Hawk and Tiger quietly watched the bat do her finest on the  \nLeopard's soft, muscular butt. Toraq cocked his head to one side, contemplating  \nthe impressive crimson glow that showed prominently through the white fur that  \ncovered the inner half of the boy's rump. He muttered to Arlin, \"For such a  \ndiminutive lady, Skara sure knows how to beat life's lessons into a youngster's  \nass.\"  \nArlin smiled, nodded, and replied, \"Aye, and judging by the lack of  \nstiffness between the lad's thighs, I would say that Elerie is not getting any  \npleasure from this at all. 'Tis pure punishment at its finest.\"  \n\"There may be no pleasure in this for Elerie,\" Toraq added, \"but if you  \nnoticed the subtle scent of arousal here, it seems as if Flurrie is enjoying  \nseeing his butt get reddened. And who can blame her? He's yet another whose  \nbottom was made to be abused.\"  \nArlin chuckled softly again, \"Heh. You are the butt master, dear  \nfriend. I won't argue your assessment of his assets. But did you notice the  \nvery slight reddening inside Flurrie's ears, and the look in her eyes?\"  \n\"How could I miss it? Her embarrassment over her arousal only enhances  \nher natural cuteness.\"  \n\"I bet there's going to be a game of cat and mouse between the two  \ntonight.\"  \n\"I wouldn't doubt it,\" Toraq said, \"Despite them having a busy shift  \nahead of them, I'm sure Flurrie will find some quiet time to raise her tail for  \nElerie.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; After a final interminable minute, the paddling was over at last.  \nSkara-Bree handed the paddle to Flurrie, who hung it back up in its place on the  \nwall behind the desk. The lad sobbed quietly as he lay across the Bat's lap,  \nawaiting permission to get up. Skara ran her hands over his burning rump,  \nadmiring her own handiwork. Finally, she gave him a firm open-handed smack on  \nhis glowing bottom, and released her hold on his back.  \n\"On your feet, boy,\" she said. Her voice was stern and carried an air  \nof authority when she addressed him. \"I hope you finally learned your lesson  \nthis time.\"  \nElerie clumsily rose to his feet and stood before his supervisor, his  \npants still down around his ankles. He furiously tried to rub the fiery  \nsoreness from his ass while he humbly nodded his head. His ice-blue feline eyes  \nwere and misty, and his cheeks were damp with tears.  \n\"And remember, the next time you are late, you will be paddled twice as  \nlong,\" Skara declared.  \n\"There won't be a next time,\" Toraq interrupted, \"Isn't that right,  \nElerie?\"  \nThe Leopard, Bat, and Mouse turned to face the Hawk and Tiger. All  \nthree stood up straight like troops at attention. \"Ah, Warden Toraq, Warden  \nArlin,\" Skara greeted them, \"you should have announced your presence sooner.  \nYou know that when I get into my work, I get tunnel vision and don't notice the  \nworld around me.\"  \nShe looked the Hawk over and smiled approvingly, \"You're looking mighty  \nhot tonight, m'lady. It's about time you made use of that ensemble me and  \nFlurrie made for you.\"  \nFlurrie nodded agreement, \"Yeah. We were starting to worry that you had  \njust stuffed it away deep in your closet or something.\"  \nSkara fussed a bit over Toraq, smoothing out some wrinkles in his skirt,  \n\"You really do wear that outfit well,\" she complimented him, \"And it's good to  \nsee you finally getting out and about to have a bit of fun outside the dungeon  \nfor once.\"  \nArlin boldly put an arm around his friend's waist and gave him a pat on  \nthe hip, \"Aye, he is most charming indeed, and a pleasure to behold,\" he agreed,  \n\"And coming from me, you know that is not just idle flattery. I'm sure this  \nlovely girlyboy bird will be turning many heads tonight.\"  \n\"And raising a lot of heads as well, no doubt,\" Skara added, \"So, are  \nyou just going out on pleasure tonight, or are you planning on attempting a bit  \nof recruiting as well?\"  \nToraq laughed and gave the Bat a hug, planting a friendly peck on her  \ncheek, \"It's mostly a pleasure expedition. Arlin convinced me that I've been  \nspending too much time cooped up down here, and need to get out among the free  \nand unbound occasionally. But then again, you never know what tails may turn  \nbefore the night is over.\" He turned his gaze to Elerie, who was still gingerly  \nrubbing his sore ass end.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now then, it seems I and my date interrupted Lovenmusk's finest artist  \nin the midst of her work recently. What, perchance is the occasion?\"  \nSkara-Bree blushed and briefly averted her eyes, \"Oh, Toraq, you are  \nsuch a flatterer. I was merely doing what my job as Elerie and Flurrie's  \nsupervisor requires.\"  \n\"Aw, nonsense,\" Toraq chided her, \"It is not flattery if it is one  \nhundred percent truth. You are indeed an artist when it comes to administering  \ndiscipline on tender bottoms, a true master at your craft. Now, let's have a  \nlook at your latest work. Elerie, turn around and show the glow.\"  \nStill sniffling, the Leopard clumsily turned around and raised his  \nslinky tail, giving everyone a full view of his freshly paddled butt. Toraq  \nwhistled appreciatively at the sight. He reached out and ran his hands over the  \nuniformly reddened flesh, stroking and squeezing here and there. His touch  \ncaused the boy to wince and whimper.  \n\"Very impressive, Skara,\" the Hawk commented, \"This is a real  \nmasterpiece. You, dear lady are a true master of your craft.\"  \nSkara-Bree laughed softly and gave the Hawk a friendly squeeze on the  \nrump under his skirt, \"I did learn from the best, you know.\"  \n\"And over the years, you have far exceeded my expectations.\" he  \nbeckoned Arlin over, \"Come check out her work, Warden.\"  \nThe Tiger padded over and took a firm grip on Elerie's butt. He smiled  \nand nodded his approval, \"That is impressive indeed. You could fry a whole slab  \nof bacon on the lad's ass.\"  \nElerie's ears flattened outwards. All this attention over his aft end  \ncaused a shudder of embarrassment to flow through his body. He bent over to  \npull his pants back up, but a firm, talon-punctuated smack on his ass stopped  \nhim.  \n\"Keep 'em down,\" Toraq ordered.  \nThe Leopard sighed and stood upright again, awaiting further  \ninstructions.  \n\"What brought about this session over your lap, Skara?\"  \nThe Bat put a hand on her hip and looked again at Elerie, \"Same as last  \ntime, and the time before that,\" she replied, \"He was late for his shift again  \ntonight.\"  \nToraq shook his head in disbelief, \"That's what, the fourth time in the  \npast two weeks?\"  \n\"Fifth time,\" Flurrie corrected him. The Mouse was sitting at the desk,  \nher gaze fixed firmly on Elerie's bottom. \"He was only four minutes late this  \ntime around though. So he is getting better at punctuality.\"  \n\"That won't do at all,\" Toraq declared, \"I don't care if it's four  \nminutes or forty. My people will be here for the start of their shifts on time  \nor sooner, not a minute later. Face me, young kitty.\"  \nElerie turned back around and let his gaze meet his master's, \"Master  \nToraq, I have been trying my hardest to be on time. My body is simply having  \ntoo much trouble adjusting to night shift, and I keep oversleeping. I've tried  \nevery technique I could think of, and nothing works. Perhaps you should put me  \nback on days.\"  \n\"No,\" the Hawk reiterated, \"I can't put you back on days. The night  \nshift is short staffed as it is since Raddisson and Tawnia left. And what with  \nus becoming busier than normal down here, Skara and Flurrie need all the help  \nthey can get.\"  \nThe Bat put a gentle hand on the lad's flank, \"Besides, if I didn't have  \nyou here on my shift, nights off for everyone would become scarce. Both Wilfred  \nand Rei would not have been pleased at all if I had been forced to cancel their  \nnight off tonight.\"  \n\"And you know what a bear Wilfred can be when he's deprived of his well  \nearned leisure time,\" Toraq reminded him. \"At any rate, you are staying on  \nnights until further notice. Your body will adjust to your new hours. I  \nguarantee it.\"  \nElerie cocked his head to one side, \"If you don't mind my asking,  \nMaster, do you by chance have some sort of potion or pill that might help me?  \nMy alarm isn't doing the job, and I really don't want to be late again.\" He  \nrubbed his bottom, still quite sore and tender from his recent paddling.  \nToraq smiled devilishly and nodded, \"I have just the thing. Stay put.  \nI'll be back before you can say pin cushioned Duck's butt.\" He disappeared  \nthrough the door leading back to the dungeon, leaving Elerie, Skara-Bree,  \nFlurrie, and Arlin smirking among themselves at the Warden's colorful  \nvocabulary.  \n\"Pin cushioned Duck's butt, eh?\" Arlin repeated, \"Sounds like he has Rei  \non the brain again.\"  \n\"Can't really blame him,\" Elerie said, \"Rei's one cute little birdie.  \nAnd that plush, white, round ass of hers was just made to be used and abused, as  \nshe herself has declared many many times.\" He turned his gaze back to the door  \nToraq disappeared through, \"Any ideas what Master Toraq has in mind for my  \noversleeping problem?\"  \nArlin shrugged, \"I have no clue,\" he admitted, \"but the odds are good  \nthat it will be either slightly painful beneath your tail, embarrassing, or  \nboth.\"  \nFlurrie giggled, \"That would be the ultimate sucker's bet for sure.\"  \n\"Whatever it is,\" Skara added, \"You will be finding out soon enough.\"  \nElerie nodded and sighed, nervous but resigned to whatever fate the Hawk  \nhad in store for him. \"I reckon my best hope is that it works fast on me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Leopard didn't have to wait long. Granted, it was longer than it  \ntook to say \"Pin cushioned Duck's butt\", but a minute or two after leaving,  \nMaster Toraq returned, carrying a small satchel. He set it on the floor, bent  \nover it, and reached into its depths. Elerie craned his neck to catch a glimpse  \nof what the Hawk was extracting, but the Dungeon Warden gave a stern shake of  \nhis head, \"Turn around, spread your legs, lift your tail, and bend over, lad,\"  \nhe ordered.  \nElerie sighed, turned around, and submissively presented his ass. Toraq  \nknelt behind him and pressed his beak to his southern star, eliciting a whimper  \nfrom the boy as the bird's tongue slicked up his nether entrance. He whimpered  \nagain, a little louder, as Toraq slid a thick, long metallic shaft up inside  \nhim, until its base was concealed between his plush, furry cheeks.  \n\"A buttplug?\" the boy asked, still bent over and looking upside down  \nbetween his spread legs at Master Toraq. \"How is that going to help me wake up  \nearly enough?\"  \n\"It's not just an ordinary buttplug,\" Toraq corrected him. \"Stand back  \nup and face me. I'd rather talk directly to your face instead of your butt.\"  \nElerie stood erect and turned back around. He fidgeted a little,  \nshifting his weight back and forth from his left foot to his right. His bottom  \nflexed and relaxed several times around the shaft that the Hawk had inserted  \ninside him. Although he had undergone many electrocleansings and more  \ntraditional soap and water washes under his tail over the years, as well as  \nseveral rectally administered bioprobes, he had never had an actual buttplug of  \nany type inside him. It's length and thickness were much greater than he had  \never experienced. It stretched his insides and felt both very uncomfortable and  \nstrangely satisfying at the same time, as the slight stiffening between his  \nthighs attested to.  \nToraq gave him a coy wink and a pat on the rump, \"You'll learn to like  \nthis,\" he assured him, \"Or you could develop a love-hate relationship with it.  \nYou see, what I have put up your butt is a buzzplug, but not your typical  \nbuzzplug. This is a new programmable model, as you are about to learn.\" He  \nreached into the satchel again, brought up a palm-sized control pad, and pressed  \na button labeled ENERGIZE.  \nFlurrie stifled a nervous giggle and staged whispered to Skara-Bree, \"I  \ncan see where this is going.\"  \nSkara smiled knowingly and scritched the Mouse between the ears, \"You'd  \nhave to be blind as a... blind person to not see this coming.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Elerie's eyes widened, and his already partially erect shaft emerged  \nfully from its sheath as a soft buzzing hum could be heard emanating from inside  \nhim.  \n\"As you can now feel inside you,\" Toraq continued his lecture, \"and as  \nyou should have already known, when energized, buzzplugs generate an electric  \ncharge that stimulates the wearer's intimate regions.\"  \nThe lad looked down at his hard cock, pointing proudly out in front of  \nhim, \"So I can see.\"  \n\"But as easily as it can be used for pleasure,\" Toraq said, \"buzzplugs  \nare also frequently used as devices for discipline and punishment.\" He ran a  \ntalon across the controller's touch pad, from the lower left corner to the upper  \nright. The subdued buzz inside Elerie grew louder. A touch of another button,  \nthis one marked DISCHARGE, resulted in a loud, but muffled snap, which was  \nfollowed by a pained yelp from the lad as he dropped to his knees in pain.  \n\"The charge can be set to administer a painful rectal shock.\" Toraq  \nhanded the control unit to Flurrie, then helped the whimpering Leopard boy back  \nto his feet. \"I have the plug programmed to generate a jolt like you just  \nreceived three hours before tomorrow night's shift change. Now, there should be  \nno possible way for you to oversleep. And you will wear it to bed. If you  \ndon't, I will know.\"  \nElerie nodded and wiped a stray tear from his cheek fluff, \"As you  \ncommand, Master Toraq,\" he agreed. \"But why three hours? When I'm up and  \nabout, it doesn't take me that long to clean up, dress, and get to work.\"  \n\"I'm not taking any chances with you, boy,\" Toraq replied, \"Three hours  \nwill ensure that you are not late. And for the next two weeks, I want you here  \nnot merely at shift change, but a full extra hour before.\"  \n\"Why so early?\" Arlin interjected.  \n\"I have some extra training in mind for the boy,\" Toraq explained,  \n\"training that is guaranteed to instill the discipline in him vital to excelling  \nin his work here.\"  \nSkara-Bree and Flurrie exchanged a knowing look. \"If Master Toraq has  \nin mind what I think he has in mind,\" Skara said, \"then you are in for one wild  \nride, Elerie.\" She gave his still sore rump a tender squeeze.  \n\"Don't be too afraid, sweetie,\" Flurrie encouraged him, \"We both went  \nthrough this same training before you joined us. It will be intense, but in the  \nend, it really is worth it. You'll probably learn to like it at times too.\"  \nElerie looked even more worried than before.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Now, I have one more thing for you, lad,\" Toraq announced. He bent  \nover again and reached into the satchel. \"This is going to be your work uniform  \nfrom now on.\"  \nThe insides of the Leopard's ears turned bright red as he took the silky  \nred panties and blue and white pleated schoolgirl sailor-style minidress Master  \nToraq shoved into his paws. \"Master Toraq, if I may be so candid, I think you  \nmay have made a mistake. I can't wear something like this.\"  \nToraq laughed and affectionately swatted Elerie's rump, \"Nonsense, lad.  \nIt is your size. Go ahead and try it on.\"  \n\"But, master, this is a girl's uniform,\" he protested.  \n\"No,\" the Hawk corrected him, \"it's your uniform, unless you want to be  \nreferred to as a girl... Come to think of it, for your training, that actually  \nsounds like a good idea. Don't you think so, Skara?\"  \nThe Bat smiled and nodded emphatically, \"It's a splendid idea.\" She  \nthen gazed at the lad with her best no nonsense look, \"Now do as you are told,  \nyoung lady, and get into your uniform.\"  \nElerie's ears warmed up yet again, and with a final whimper of protest,  \nhe pulled on the silky panties and squirmed into the minidress. The dress had  \nshort sleeves that clung snug to his upper arms right below the shoulders. The  \nupper portion, from waist to neck was made of a white stretchy material that fit  \nsnug over the Leopard's youthful feline frame. The collar formed a narrow V  \nfrom the middle of his chest up to his shoulders, and then lay flat across the  \nupper quarter of his back in a silky blue square with white stitched trim. The  \nskirt portion was of the same material, was neatly pressed into wide pleats,  \nflared attractively over the boy's hips, and had a hole in the back where it  \nconnected with the upper, through which his slinky, spotted tail was threaded.  \nAs was the most popular style for as long as anyone could remember, the skirt  \nwas just long enough in the front to provide a minimal amount of modesty, and  \njust short enough in the rear to reveal a tantalizing glimpse of Elerie's wide,  \npanty-clad bottom.  \n\"Perfect,\" Toraq chirped, \"now do the obligatory slow one eighty, so we  \ncan check you out from all angles.\"  \nElerie submissively shuffled around; presenting left profile, rear view,  \nand right profile for Toraq and the others' perusal, \"This is too embarrassing,\"  \nhe whined, \"I feel like Kennewick in this.\"  \n\"You look adorable as a girlyboy,\" Skara corrected him.  \nFlurrie, her large liquid green eyes dreamily half closed, fondled his  \nplush rump, \"I think you look very sexy in a schoolgirl dress, sweetie.\" She  \nstretched up on her toes and planted a friendly kiss on his cheek, causing his  \nblush to intensify.  \n\"You will get used to girling up,\" Toraq said matter of factly, \"As time  \npasses, you will be able to strut with confidence down the streets of Lovenmusk  \nin your uniform without so much as a tail twitch when passersby ogle at your  \ndelicious legs and ass.\"  \nElerie groaned, \"Can't I change into and out of my uniform after  \narriving here and before leaving? I can't be seen in public like this.\"  \n\"Why not?\" the Hawk asked.  \n\"Well, what if my friends, or even worse, family sees me?\"  \n\"So what? They will just have to deal with and accept your fashion.  \nIt's not as if you are the first boy to ever don a dress.\"  \nThe lad's gaze met his master's, then traveled downward over his  \nfeathery breast, hips and thighs, all clad even more girly than he was. His  \neyes narrowed and he raised his tail high in proud, grim determination.  \n\"Very well, Master Toraq. You always say that you would never subject  \nus to anything you would not be willing to undergo yourself. And if you can  \nparade about in a miniskirt and halter top without a second thought, then I can  \nlikewise proudly wear a schoolgirl uniform.\"  \nToraq patted Elerie on the shoulder, \"That's the spirit, boy. With that  \nattitude, you will have the self confidence and discipline to not give a rat's  \nass what anyone else thinks about your appearance in no time at all.\"  \nArlin grinned slyly, \"And if you don't mind my saying so, missy, you  \nreally do look good girled up. Just like Kennewick, you are going to turn a lot  \nof heads as you sashay through the streets.\"  \nHe lowered his gaze and smiled meekly at the Tiger's compliment,  \n\"Thank-you, Warden. I do hope I can survive this humiliation.\"  \n\"The first few days will be the toughest for you, as well as your family  \nand friends,\" Toraq advised him, \"I won't lie to you about that. But after a  \nshort while, you will feel perfectly at ease, and girling up will seem just as  \nnatural to you and them as eating, breathing, and boinking.\"  \nElerie nodded, \"I'm sure it will. But it would be even easier if I  \nwasn't the only one.\"  \n\"Ah, the old misery loves company philosophy,\" Skara translated, \"Are  \nyou hinting that the other boys here should have to wear sailorgirl dresses for  \ntheir uniforms?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Toraq clapped his hands together excitedly, \"Ah, that's a splendid idea.  \nI'm ashamed I didn't think of it sooner. From here on out, all of my employees  \nwill wear blue and white schoolgirl minis as their work uniform, with silky  \npanties underneath, in plain solid colors of their own choosing.\"  \nArlin laughed out loud at his friend's devilish plan, \"You are so damn  \nincorrigible, Buttmaster, anything to see cute lads in girly clothes, eh?\"  \n\"So, this policy has unintended side benefits,\" Toraq shrugged, \"Nothing  \nwrong with looking a little more professional as a team. And just imagine how  \nfabulous we will all look together in our uniforms when me and my entire crew  \ntake off in a month and a half for that upcoming pet show and dungeoneers'  \nseminar at Neina's Retreat. We'll be the envy of the camp.\"  \n\"Sounds like a good plan to me,\" Flurrie said, \"And I know the other  \ngirls will be thrilled over this. The boys won't be too happy about it though.\"  \n\"They'll get over it,\" Skara replied, \"Even if me and Master Toraq have  \nto paddle their girly bottoms daily until they accept the new dress code.\"  \n\"Wilfred will adjust easily after a few days,\" Toraq mused, \"as will the  \nother Furlings and Orniths. It's Kalen whose going to be the difficult case.  \nBut no worries. I have to qualms about reddening his cute, furless bottom until  \nhis point of view properly adjusts.\"  \n\"C'mon, mate,\" Arlin growled, interrupting the Hawk's feminizing  \nfantasies, \"We really need to be moving on. Don't want to keep the ladies  \nwaiting.\"  \n\"Right,\" Toraq acknowledged, \"Just a couple final shift change  \ninstructions, then we can go.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Skara, Flurrie, and Elerie fell silent and gathered together in front of  \nToraq to receive their changeover. The Hawk's wings flapped idly as he  \naddressed his crew, \"It should be a somewhat busy night for you three,\" he  \nbegan, \"First, we have two new long term guests here, a pair of Crows, a father  \nand daughter team that was brought to us for armed robbery. They are sleeping  \nnow, since I game them rectal jolts with their porcupine shafts. They are still  \ntrussed up in the playroom.\"  \n\"Should we just let them sleep until they get their wakeup shocks?\"  \nElerie asked.  \n\"There's not much choice there,\" Toraq replied, \"They were given one  \nhelluva workout tonight, and should be able to sleep through anything short of  \nsetting them on fire. So, that being the case, I want you, Elerie, to go ahead  \nand remove their porcupine shafts and give them both a psi probe to get a feel  \nfor their desires, fears, and other aspects of their psyches that may be useful  \nin determining the course of their slave conditioning. After you are done with  \nthe probe, you and Flurrie need to pick an empty single bunk cell and put them  \nto bed for the night.\"  \n\"You'll like it,\" Arlin assured him, \"They're both quite delightful  \ncreatures. Probing them should be a wonderful experience for you.\" He closed  \nhis eyes and smiled as he remembered his usage of Darlene, the young tendertail  \nmember of the pair.  \n\"I'll gather plenty of data from them, Master Toraq,\" Elerie replied,  \n\"And what about that little group we've been working on for the past half year,  \nthat gang from that racketeering ring? I believe they are going to auction  \ntomorrow, correct?\"  \n\"Yes,\" Toraq confirmed, \"They get sold tomorrow afternoon. So late in  \nyour shift, I want you and Flurrie to work together to get them all prepped and  \nprettied up for the show.\"  \n\"There's a checklist of all they need on your datapads,\" Skara said.  \nShe pulled her own pad from her belt and went over the task list for the Mouse  \nand Leopard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"After they have been exercised, you need to bathe and groom them, and  \ngive them all deep electrocleansings. Breakfast will be served to them on the  \nfloor in the play pit. There will be a large number of potential bidders  \nwatching them from the observation deck as they dine like animals. So make sure  \nthat they look their best, and maintain their proper posture.\"  \n\"Do you want us to use stimulator probes in them to keep them visibly  \naroused?\" Flurrie asked.  \n\"Yes,\" Toraq replied, \"I'm aiming to get them sold as pleasure slaves  \ninstead of labor beasts, so it is vital to show off all their assets. Carry on,  \nSkara.\"  \nThe Bat nodded and glanced back down at her datapad, \"After they have  \nbeen fed, they are to be administered a full undertail workout for the amusement  \nof our potential buyers. This will include paddlings, canings, and whippings  \nwith a wide array of tools, followed by shockings, both rectally and on the  \nsurface. To finish the demonstration, you two will line them up against the  \nwall, raise a deflection shield to protect their backs and legs, and use their  \nbottoms as dart boards. Give them each three rounds of five, clean their  \nbehinds, then apply Unicorn Salve to heal the wounds.\"  \n\"I presume we are going to let the buyers sample the merchandise for  \nthemselves?\" Elerie inquired.  \n\"As per procedures, anyone who wishes to do so may test any of the  \nslaves scheduled to go to auction. They can do almost anything with and to them  \ntheir minds can twist up.\"  \nToraq interrupted to clarify, \"That is, they can do anything short of  \ncausing death, disfigurement, or permanent injury. If they draw blood, you will  \nneed to clean it up and apply the Unicorn Salve again. Any that get boinked  \nwill need another electrocleansing or deep scrub. Also, boinking the slaves  \nwill require a payment of one silver laurel per insertion.\"  \n\"Paid in the usual way, I presume?\" Flurrie asked.\"  \n\"But of course,\" Skara confirmed, \"If you trained these slaves properly,  \nthe two of you could very well end the night with a respectable buttload of  \ncoins.\"  \n\"You too, Skara,\" Toraq amended for her, \"You will be working the play  \npit with them, since you are the night shift Dungeon Warden. And as per  \ntradition, any money you receive under your tails will be pooled together at the  \nend of the shift. Half will go into the dungeon treasury, and the other half  \nwill be divided between the three of you.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"It should be a fun night,\" Skara said, \"That gang was a real pleasure  \nto train. 'Tis a pity they are going to be sold. I'm going to miss them,  \nespecially that Elf lad, Kaylie.\"  \n\"You did an outstanding job with him, especially feminizing him to the  \npoint to where he can't remember his original name. I'm truly amazed at your  \nskills, Skara,\" Toraq declared.  \n\"I just hope whoever ends up owning that boy takes good care of her and  \ntreats her like a beloved pet should be treated.\"  \n\"I'm sure her future owner will be good to her. Don't you worry. Now,  \nthere's still a couple more matters to relay before we head out.\"  \n\"Well, get on with it,\" Skara prodded, \"You haven't got all night, you  \nknow. We wouldn't want you to be late for your shift tomorrow, silly bird.\"  \nShe cast a mischievous glance over at Elerie and Flurrie, then gave her own  \nplush little rump a not so subtle smack with the palm of her hand.  \n\"Right then,\" Toraq continued. His tail feathers fanned out and rose  \nlike a feathery sail, betraying the tinge of embarrassment that rippled through  \nhis body, \"Skara, while the others are prepping tomorrow's sales, I have a  \nspecial assignment just for you. In a couple hours, you will be receiving two  \nnew and rather young guests, who will be staying with us for three days. Their  \nnames, if I remember correctly are Yanna and Terry-Bree.\"  \n\"Ah, so their headmaster finally decided on a punishment for their  \nlittle hacking caper,\" Skara said, \"They should have known that the chances of  \ngetting into their school's databanks to steal test questions were  \nastronomical.\"  \n\"I hope you don't have any reservations about handling their  \ndiscipline,\" Toraq said, \"what with them being your sibs and all.\"  \nSkara laughed and patted the Hawk's shoulder, \"Don't you worry your  \nfeathered head, chief. When I'm done with those brats, their little bottoms  \nwill be so sore and tender that it will hurt just thinking about misbehaving in  \nany way. They know good and well that their big sister does not spare the rod,  \nor any other tool. And good call on the three days. Our folks should be back  \nfrom their deep space love cruise by then. So having them here with me will  \nensure that they stay out of trouble and attend to their studies.\"  \n\"Thank-you, love,\" Toraq chirped, \"I know that I can count on you to  \ntreat them right. But be sure to be on time for the slave sale preview in the  \nplay pit all the same. I do need you there with Flurrie and Elerie.\"  \n\"No worries,\" she assured him, \"I'll have them sound asleep in the spare  \nbed in my sanctum long before the show begins.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Good. And Elerie, I want you to wear that buzzplug all night, except  \nduring the hands-on portion of the preview, so you can receive payments from  \nanyone who boinks the slaves. After cashing out, Flurrie will reinsert the plug  \nup your butt and you will wear it until you report in tomorrow night.\"  \nElerie and Flurrie nodded acknowledgment  \n\"Flurrie, if Elerie starts to fall asleep, give him a zap.\"  \n\"Right-o, Master Toraq,\" the Mouse replied, \"Like this?\" She picked up  \nthe controller and pressed the discharge button, causing the young Leopard boy  \nto yelp out in pain as the plug inside him sent a burst of electricity shooting  \ninto his rectal chamber.  \n\"Yes, like that. And finally, I want you, Elerie to go out tonight and  \npurchase the uniforms for the rest of the team, both night and day shift. I  \nwant everyone properly dressed when I get back. You can get their sizes from  \ntheir personnel files.\"  \nElerie sighed and the insides of his ears reddened again. He meekly  \nnodded, \"Aye, Master Toraq. I suppose it is best I get out and about like this  \nas soon as possible anyway.\"  \n\"It is,\" Toraq agreed, \"The first time is the toughest. It gets easier  \nafter that. Just remember to hold your head and tail up high; walk with pride,  \nand carry yourself as if you have girled up all your life. Now, I must bid you  \na fine and naughty night.\"  \nToraq sidled up against Arlin, \"Let's go, Tiger.\"  \nArlin proudly put his arm around Toraq's waist, resting his paw on the  \nbird's flank as if he had engaged in intimacy with boys all his life. They gave  \nSkara-Bree, Flurrie, and Elerie a curt nod and wave, then padded up the stairs  \ntogether to go burn up the night.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n"}