{"sf1_id":948708,"sf2_id":null,"title":"Commission: The Great Enslavement - chapter 6","author":"Palantean Writer","words":2663,"posted_at":"2015-12-27T16:22:00.000Z","tags":["Commission","Female","Male","Raccoon","Slavery"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/948708-commission-the-great-enslavement-chapter-6","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/948708","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=948708\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"Jai grunted quietly as he drifted up out of sleep. Even before he\nopened his eyes he noticed the raw feeling in this sinuses. He swallowed\nand felt a small injury in the back of his nose, but decided it was\nprobably healed over. He smelled straw and slowly opened his eyes - the\nfirst thing he saw confirmed that yes, there was straw about.\nHe pulled himself up onto his forearms to look about. His eyes,\nhaving been closed, were used to the dark and he could see about. There\nwere wooden slats lit by lantern light, although in his sleepy state\nthey were still blurry. He looked down in front of him. On the straw and\nthe concrete floor beneath it was a little blood. He dabbed at his chin\nand muzzle and realized that it had come from him, from his nose. It\nwas dry now, though.\nHe stood up groggily, noticed that he felt very unencumbered - and looked down in shock. I'm naked!\nSuddenly self-conscious, he grabbed an armful of straw to cover his\nmodesty and ran with hunched back and short steps along the wall to his\nleft.\nJai was just piecing the facts together - This is that barn I saw! The farmer slapped me unconscious - where's Tong? And where are my clothes?\nWhen he felt a weight on his shoulder. He looked at it rather than\nlosing his grip on the straw and felt a pinch under his chin. Do I have something around my neck? Then he saw that it was a chain on his shoulder.\nHe reached the end of the chain's length and came to an abrupt stop.\nHe dropped most of the straw, quickly grabbed another armful and then\nthought about his situation. Reluctantly he turned towards the wall so\nthat nobody would see... anything he didn't want them to, and felt\naround his neck. Something hard encircled it, just loose enough for him\nto breathe but too tight for him to pull over his head. He began to feel\nafraid, and edged his fingertips around it to try and find a lock of\nthe place it hinged together. He found a lock of some kind and the first\nlink of the chain holding him. He started to shake and felt his way\ndown the chain. Where does it lead?\nHe followed it back to the wall and found the loop sticking out of\nthe concrete that it was fixed to. The final link didn't seem to come\nloose any way and he slowly realized it was probably welded that way.\nStill shaking but resigning himself at least to this initial\nsituation, the raccoon let the chain drop and pulled his tail around to\ncover himself. He turned the other way and stepped forward. There had to\nbe other possibilities, here.\nHe was in a small-ish cube but he could see that the barn was much\nbigger than that. He was walled off with those wooden boards to two\nsides, the other two sides being concrete walling. He peered through\nwhat seemed to be the front of his cubicle.\nOpposite was another cubicle - and in it was a scruffy grey shape,\ndressed in rags. He looked more closely. It was a dog of some kind!\nJai's relief that he wasn't alone here was quickly usurped by a new\nsense of dread. If others were about then they were just as helpless as\nhim. He stretched to look down the central aisle. Next to the dog's\ncubicle was another, and another, and... he didn't know how many. But he\ncould see a fur of some description in the dog's neighbouring one and\nhe heard shufflings further down. The cube next to Jai had its own\noccupant, something dark but he couldn't tell the species.\n//Hey!\\ he cried out, knocked on the panels between him and his\nneighbour and scurried to the front to talk to the dog. //What the\nhell's going on? What's happening? Please sir, I'm not supposed to be\nhere, I just got lost, and-\\\nThe dog's eyes widened and he looked afraid. He leapt to the front of\nhis own cubicle and gripped the boards holding him back, his long limbs\nangular and gawky. \"Be quiet! He'll hear you!\"\nJai had fallen quiet as the dog had spoken but shook his head in\ndisbelief. It was like no language he'd ever heard - well, except for\njust before he'd been knocked unconscious. I'm somewhere where I don't speak the language? Crap!\n\"You need to calm down. We'll all get in trouble if you shout,\" said the mutt in a stage whisper.\nJai started to cry. //I don't know what you're saying.\\\nHe didn't think the mutt understood his words but his expression\nshowed pity. For a moment he wondered if he should just be calm - the\ndog didn't seem comfortable with him shouting. Perhaps he should trust\nhim. But then he looked around again and panic gripped him once more.\n//HELP! SOMEBODY!\\ he shouted.\n\"Please! Please raccoon, for the love of heaven be quiet,\" spoke the mutt, his brow creased with fear.\n//HEEELLLLP!\\\nThe dog's neighbour came to the front of her cube and shared a glance\nthrough the wall with the dog. They shared a shake of the head and\nworried look.\n//PLEASE! TONG! TONG, ARE YOU OUT THERE? TONG?\\\n\"Hey!\" whispered Jai's neighbour, eyes twinkling in a dark face as\nshe peeked through the wall. \"He's right, you must be quiet.\" She sighed\nand looked at the furs on the opposite side of the cube farm. \"Do you\nthink he even understands? What language is it he's speaking?\"\nJai tried shouting some more because maybe Tong was asleep. He tried\nbanging on the wooden walls, climbing up the panels as far as he could\nto project his voice further, but nothing changed save for a few extra\nfearful faces looking his way.\nAnd then something did change. He heard a new sound. A door\nsliding open? He tried pressing his face against the front panels to\nlook down the aisle, but couldn't see anything. But was the light a\nlittle brighter? Purer, perhaps, like outdoor light instead of these\nlanterns?\nHe heard footsteps rustling through the straw, coming his way.\nIt was another of those creatures. Impossibly tall, tail-less and\napparently furless on most of its body (or as much of is body as he\ncould see, anyway) it approached his cubicle with a sense of threat that\nmade even Jai shut up for a few seconds. It had a belt slung about its\nwaist with several objects hanging from it. The creature unclipped some\nkind of short item, pulled it long - a telescopic baton, Jai understood\nnow - and reached for the gate of Jai's cell.\n//I don't know who you are, but let me go!\\ he said, his voice\nwavering but determined to get his message across. In a moment of blind\ninstinct he looked at the space between the gaoler's legs and the edge\nof the gateway. Could he escape that way?\nOf course not. The chain around his neck would see to that.\nIt let itself in swiftly - perhaps too swiftly for Jai to push past\nand escape even if he hadn't been chained - and advanced on him. Too\nlate Jai registered what was going t happen and his body instinctively\ncowered under the first strike, his brain sparking off ways to protect\nhimself, all implausible, none able to stand up to reason. It hit\ndiagonally across his back, the pain rippling out from where it made\ncontact, making his skin flash with pain and his ribs seem to rattle. He\ntucked his limbs closer in and turned slightly to make that one spot\nharder to hit again, to protect it from further harm, only for another\nstrike to catch the meat of his thigh.\nThat one only stung - hah, 'only' stung! It felt like his\nflesh split open, although when the raccoon opened his eyes to check,\nthat wasn't true. The pain exploded, regathered and rang, evolving over\nthe couple of seconds it took the creature to raise its arm again for\nanother blow.\nThat blow came brutal and hard, but not downwards this time. This one\nswept around his front and caught his forearms where they were clasped\nagainst his chest, trying to protect his lungs and heart. He felt a\nfine, exquisite little focus of pain in one forearm and wondered if it\nmeant his bones were broken but didn't have any more time to focus on\nthat. The moment he pulled his arms away from his chest and sat up to\ntry and squirm away the creature struck his back again. It pushed Jai\nforward so he landed nose-down in the straw, the tip of his nose pushed\nsuddenly against his muzzle and making him want to cough and sneeze and\ncheck it for damagae all at the same time.\nFor some reason he wouldn't be able to rationalise even later, it was\nthe indignity of this blow that upset him the most, the push to make\nhim faceplant on the ground like a fool. He looked up, his face\ncontorted with humiliation, and found his eyes meeting the mutt's.\nOh yes, the mutt was watching, dark brown eyes attentive and keen\nwith... not quite pity. Perhaps this went beyhond that, perhaps the mutt\nhad experienced this kind of beating too. Pity would have meant the\nmutt felt sorry for him. The look the canine gave him instead\nsuggested... empathy. He knew what it was like because he'd experienced\nit too.\nThat was all the time Jai got to make sense of the mutt's look before\nhe returned his attention to the next baton strike, coming down fast.\nIn a fraction of a second Jai rolled over onto his back. Why? In that\nfraction of a second it made sense. Perhaps the mutt could protect him\nsomehow. Perhaps submission would pacify the beast. Perhaps exposing a\nnew part of his body was better than letting the baton strike the same\nplace twice and do even more damage.\nIn the next second Jai understood that his reasoning was ridiculous -\nand that there was a special agony in being hit in the belly. As the\nbaton found its mark across his diaphragm he gave a gutteral scream,\nexpelled air loud enough for everyfur in this evil place to hear. He\nmight also have expelled vomit but Jai hadn't eaten enough lately for\nthat. \nHe tried curling into foetal position on his side, the ultimate\nsubmission gesture - but that wasn't enough either. The creature struck\nhis hip and the pain was harder, more solid against his hip bones. It\nwasn't as bad as the belly strike but he knew it couldn't be good.\nCan bones bruise? he wondered, the question inexplicably interesting in the face of the beating.\nHis hand rose of its own volition, a wordless gesture of 'Please stop! I surrender!'\nThat, finally, appeared to work.\nNo more strikes came for a few seconds and Jai looked up, eyes opening cautiously from where they'd been squeezed shut.\nThe beast shouted at him in that same alien language. \"Next time just shut up! People are trying to work!\"\nJai had no idea what the words meant but the message was clear: Be\nstill, be quiet, don't shout. Panting, he nodded his understanding.\nThe monster nodded curtly, its gaze hard and severe, and swept the\nbaton around once more. It struck Jai's outstretched arm, spreading a\nfeeling of fire across the back of his hand before the creature left,\nits boots heavy on the straw.\nJai listened to the footsteps disappear, saw the light darken to\nlantern light again, and curled up again. Jai couldn't bear to look at\nthe mutt but he could feel his eyes on him. He just needed to let the\npain do its thing and maybe fade away a little. Just for a while.\nHe didn't know how much time passed. Maybe around half an hour, maybe\nhalf a day. Eventually the combination of the pain fading from his\ninjuries and getting too uncomfortable to stay on the floor made him\nsit, then stand up.\nThe mutt turned his way and took an interest in him again. Jai knew\nthat he was naked and that the mutt could see his nakedness but he\ndidn't particularly care any more. He could have done with being warmer,\nthough.\nThe mutt came to the front of his pen and held the slats in gentle\npaws. \"Do you speak English?\" he asked slowly and clearly, his voice a\nlittle reedy, although it sounded like it had once been deep.\nJai assumed the mutt had asked him something but he couldn't guess what.\nThe mutt gave him a moment to think about what he'd said but as Jai\ndidn't know what to say, he said nothing. In time the mutt tried again.\nHe reached through the slats and pointed at Jai. \"You.\"\nYoo. Did that mean Jai himself?\nThen the dog angled his arm to point at a battered chest at the edge of Jai's pen. \"Box.\" \nBocks. A funny word. Jai looked at it, then went to it and put\nhis hand on it. Seeing the mutt's nod, he hooked his thumb under the\nlid and lifted it to find it full of garments.\nHe looked at the mutt again, who was holding up his shirt. \"Clothes.\"\nWhat an awkward word. Klow-thes. Jai picked out some of the\nrags and found enough to cover himself up: two pairs of pants, one of\nwhich he put on, and an ugly shirt much like the mutt's. He puzzled over\nhow to put it on and figured that it had to be tied behind his back. He\npulled his arms into the sleeves and reached behind his back to tie it,\nwincing as the position made his injuries flare up again. He resisted\nthe urge to give in, grunted, strained, tied the strings into a double\nbow so they wouldn't come undone, and let his hands drop to his sides,\nthe pain receding in a flood of relief.\nHe felt uncomfortable wearing pants with no underwear and was\ndisappointed to find there was nothing to put on his feet: no socks nor\nshoes. Whatever happened here, did they do it barefoot? He wondered how\nmuch more miserable his life would be if he had to do everything with\nhis feet unprotected.\nBut he couldn't see a way to deal with that right now, and just for\nthe moment he felt pleased to have got dressed. He looked at the mutt\nand said, \u003c\u003e\nThe mutt smiled and nodded. He looked tired. Then he pointed at himself. \"Malvern.\" Then he pointed at Jai again. \"You?\"\nThere was that yoo word again. It seemed to be about the other self. Him. Jai patted his chest and said, \u003c\u003e\nMalvern nodded again and then sat down to settle himself against the\nwall, but not before stacking up a little straw to make himself more\ncomfortable.\nJai saw the bright reflections in Malvern's eyes as he wordlessly\nencouraged Jai to relax too. The raccoon wondered what he was being\nencouraged to relax for and decided to settle too. He was starting to\ngather that hard work of some kind was done here. However bad it got,\nafter all, it could only be worse if he didn't rest.\nHe felt better huddling into the corner, where he felt there were\nfewer directions he could be attacked from and where he could hem\nhimself in completely using his tail if he wanted. He couldn't quite\nbring himself to smile at Malvern but the last thing he did before he\ndrifted to sleep was to look at the mutt's reassuring, kind outline\nagainst his background of wood and iron.\nTO BE CONTINUED...","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/946615-commission-the-great-enslavement-chapter-5.json"}