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[b][u][center]The Island of Freedom and Submission

Part 4

For angelus288

By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b]

She left Derek to get settled in the estate and to start building up more of what it was supposed to be. Considering what the AI was modeled after, she had little inclination to think that he was doing to enjoy the process, but at the very least, it would listen to him rather than order him around the way that it would do to her or the other anthromorphs on the island. Besides, as the estate manager, she had other things that she needed to get done, other tasks that needed her attention.

First and foremost was to find any other Deviants among the other anthromorphs on the island. If she was careless, the ones that were conditioned and didn’t respect her privacy – like Alexa did – would be keen to throw her to the metaphorical wolves by revealing her condition to the AI. Other Deviants would be hesitant to reveal themselves for the same reason, so she couldn’t just assume that they would tell her.

The most that she could do was keep her eyes out for the proper signs, and make sure that she was giving what advertisement she could toward that. It would have to be enough.

As she walked down the tunnel leading back to the airfield, she found herself wondering just what kind of people she’d end up working with. Alexa was going to be useful enough as a caretaker, and she was reasonably sure that the rabbit was going to be someone that Derek would like almost as much as he had liked her. The domination aspect would be lacking, at least to some degree, but she would still find him enjoyable. Those large rabbit feet would certainly hold his attention.

[i]For that matter, it wouldn’t be surprising if he enjoyed all of us being barefoot…[/i]

The human had been hungry for her soles, very hungry indeed, and she imagined that she had given him something that had been forbidden up until that point. If that was the case, she would hold a certain high honor. She heard that humans tended to hold fond memories of first times, and while she didn’t know if she had taken his actual virginity, she knew that she had taken his foot fetish first time. That was good enough for her. He’d be keen on keeping her around for that alone.

[i]Small things, little things that give you an advantage. Always keep an eye out for those,[/i] she thought.

But that was just one thing, and one thing wouldn’t be enough to keep her protected if something else went wrong. So, she’d need other people, back-up, more that might be on her side.

She knew that there’d be a manifesto of the different employees that she had to manage back at the airfield. With all the goods that were still being unpacked, the hard copy of the employee list would be there, too. She could look up all the stats when she got back there and found it.

Shouldn’t be too hard. The others would bow to her authority, at the very least.

#

[i]Or at least, they should…[/i]

She narrowed her eyes at the lioness that stood between her and the cargo pods that had been unloaded. The other feline was taller than her, covered in golden fur, with thicker arms and legs and just enough muscle showing through the barely-there nanite clothing that she knew that she’d be in for a tussle and a half if she actually ended up fighting. Cora shook her head.

“I need the manifests. Out of the way.”

“And I need to see the Master.”

“Master Derek is taking a nap at the estate.”

“Then this isn’t moving until he gets here.”

“And what kind of authority do you have to say that?”

“Bodyguard.”

“He’s already –” Cora slapped a hand over her face. Someone had already assigned him a bodyguard, which meant that the choice was out of her hands. That was never good; it meant that someone didn’t trust her to make the decision, which always had her on edge. “Okay. Then name and training?”

“Jade, trained in twelve martial arts including jujitsu, krav maga, and more. Fluent in four languages. Trained with firearms and knives.”

In other words, someone that was made and trained to be able to fuck someone up and ensure that they stayed down if they showed any sign of danger to the objective. And also someone that could beat the hell out of her own training in terms of fighting. If she couldn’t force the other woman to stand down, then she wasn’t getting the manifest, pure and simple.

[i]And this one isn’t a Deviant.[/i]

She didn’t have any physical proof of that just yet, but she could tell from the strict adherence to the rules that this wasn’t someone hyper-compensating for a lack of conditioning. This was someone that truly believed that she needed to stay in control at all times, and that meant having a human. She believed that she needed to obey her master to the exclusion of all else, and that was that.

That was a problem, considering that Derek was going to be busy for a while. She had no doubt that she could get him to come down and give her permission to see the manifest, but there were two problems with that.

The first was simple. She needed Jade to see her as a figure of authority as well, and if she was running for the human all the time, that wasn’t going to happen. It was either find a way to get her to get out of the way on her own, or no dice.

The second was that she knew that Derek would be a while getting there. While there were vehicles at either end of the island, some at the estate and some here, she knew for a fact that it would be a lengthy wait as he walked instead, just to prove something to her. Not something that she needed to deal with, either.

[i]You can’t fight her. That means you need something else to get her to obey.[/i]

There was a relatively easy way of doing that, though she would have been rather embarrassed about that an hour ago. Now, however, she felt almost proud of what she was going to do.

The snow leopard reached down, tapping her belt. The nanite cloth disappeared around her sex, revealing the creampie that Derek had left behind down there. The lioness blinked.

“What – did you –”

“The Master was eager to sample things.”

“…You’re quick.”

“Oh, not as much as you’d expect. He didn’t know he wanted it until I told him.”

The lioness’s eyebrow went up at that. It wasn’t definitive proof of a Deviant if someone was willing to push their master for something, but it was a powerful sign. Cora knew that she’d have to tread softly, but there was nothing for her if she didn’t go big. She slowly rubbed herself down there, teasing out some of the smell of human cum.

The smell was enough to get the lioness, that was for sure. Her eyes went slightly hazy at the scent, which confirmed that she’d had some of the similar ‘training’ that Cora had had, allowing the scientists to do things to her for favors here and there. There was enough there that she rather liked the idea of human sex, at least. Shaking her head, she idly flicked her fingers off to the side, though making sure that some of that seed landed on Jade.

“He wanted it, trust me on that.”

“You know something that the Master didn’t tell you?”

“I know that he liked being put in his place.”

The lioness moved, and fast. If it wasn’t for the fact that they were both anthromorphs and Cora had gotten a little security training – not much, but some – she would have been pinned to the wall. As it stood, she managed to grab Jade’s hand just a few inches from her shoulder, and the other still had her gripped tight on the other side. The tight, clenching grip that followed reminded her that they had been engineered differently. The other woman had far more strength than even her bulky body suggested.

“What did you do to the Master?”

“Mmmph…Nothing that he didn’t want…”

“Did you hurt him?”

“Gods, no.”

“Then where is he?”

“Like I told you – mmph – back at the estate.”

“Then it’s my duty to check on him.”

“Heh…then you better do it.”

Jade stared at her for a moment, her grip going slack. Cora saw the realization burst in her eyes, the understanding of what the snow leopard had done. By invoking a potential threat to the human Master that Jade was supposed to be protecting, she had hit the conditioning square on the head. Jade needed to be there, looking after the human, not here looking after supplies.

“Checkmate, lioness.”

“…Clever.”

“I’m very clever.”

“And very dangerous. You stay here.”

“I’m afraid [i]that[/i] is something you have no authority over. Now, run along. The Master might need you.”

She knew that this was playing with fire, but at that point, she didn’t entirely care. She needed the paperwork, and that meant getting Jade out of the way. For that matter, she could tell that the lioness was all kinds of pent-up. She had been shipped here in the same sort of pod as the rest of the anthromorphs, and the security and bodyguard models were quite a bit more active than the rest of them. Being forced to stay in one spot after being released had probably been something akin to hell.

As the lioness loped off, heading down the tarmac to the entrance to the tunnel, she shook her head. They’d likely have an argument or even a fight later, but for now, she had what she needed. She stepped into the cargo area, and started picking through the different pods.

Here and there were food, material for minor construction, fuel for the generators and for vehicles, but there wasn’t much to be found regarding the actual plans for Silan Island and the team that had been dispatched to it until she got to the very last, smallest crates. She shook her head as she opened them and found several piles of data chips. Probably waiting for someone to plug into the AI.

[i]And knowing how the humans work, all the tablets around here are probably filled with the AI, too…[/i]

But there were ways around that. Provided that the AI didn’t have a full view of the end of the tarmac, and provided that she could get the machinery over there, she imagined that she could display them as semi-holos. Not three-dimensional, sadly, but enough to get an idea of what she was working with.

[i]Just need to get it over there…Did not want to do this much exercise today, but then again, didn’t want to deal with a revolutionary for a master, either. What can you do?[/i]

Shaking her head with a shrug, she started collecting the pieces she needed, making sure to keep it brisk. The AI could end up watching at any time. As she did, she wondered how Derek was going to handle Jade. She was going to be pushy, that much was for sure, but would the human be able to take that?

It would be fun to find out.

#

Derek could still hardly believe what had just happened. Admittedly, he had seen pornos made of humans and anthromorphs going at it like that, and he had believed every story that he had ever heard about their near-animalistic need for breeding when they got started, but that had been something else. Hell, that had been something amazing.

[i]She went so hard, too…[/i]

His cock still ached slightly, throbbing from discomfort rather than pleasure in his pants, and he shook his head as he wandered through the house. He had wiped his face clean, or at least, as clean as he could, so that the AI didn’t pick up on the fact that his cheeks were marked with footprints. Considering that he’d seen the face of his uncle on the machine’s representation of itself, he knew that it would question that, and possibly report it to his uncle.

Then again, he imagined that Martin would be rather happy to hear that he was having ‘relations’ with the anthromorphs. Until his uncle heard the specifics, he’d probably imagine that his nephew was finally getting some, and using the anthromorphs for one of their proper purposes.

If he heard that he had allowed the female to dominate him, however…

Derek shook his head. He had always enjoyed the idea of a woman doing something related to foot-femdom before, but this was the first time that he had actually experienced it. It was intense, it was powerful, and good [i]lord[/i] it was humiliating. That humiliation had even powered him through to getting more than one erection, and he honestly didn’t know how he had managed to get off before that.

Then again, now that he had something to compare it to, he wondered if his hand was ever going to be good enough again. It was a good question, one that he didn’t have an answer for just yet.

Shaking his head again, he tried to focus on that rather than the humiliation that had followed. She had been rather…aggressive, and she had made it very clear that she didn’t agree with how he believed the world was going to go. He admitted that she had some points – after all, he was relying on some other people actually seeing how the world was changing, and what it would mean to actually be on the right side of history – but she didn’t have to be so fierce about shutting him down. He had hopes; that wasn’t a bad thing, and she didn’t need to make him feel like an idiot about it.

[i]Then again, are you an idiot?[/i]

Derek sighed. There it was. The little bit of worry, that little bit of self-doubt that had been fostered by the constant pressure from above that Martin had filled him with. There was no getting away from that, not totally, and he honestly worried that he would always be under that. He was questioning himself again, and he shook his head.

“[i]Would you wish a drink, Master Derek?[/i]”

The AI was a bit kinder than his uncle, at least. However, even he couldn’t miss the slight note of sarcasm in that electronic voice. He rolled his eyes.

“No, I can get it myself.”

“[i]If you’re sure.[/i]”

“I’m sure, AI.”

“[i]You can call me by a name, you know.[/i]”

“If I figure out a good one, I will.”

Passing through the kitchen, he opened a small panel on the side of the fridge. It dispensed a chilled glass right to his hand, and as he pressed it against another panel on the side, it filled with ice water. No need for more, not just yet.

[i]And probably not for the rest of the day, honestly,[/i] he thought, strolling through the kitchen to the main room. He sat down, looking out the window.

[i]Am I an idiot?[/i]

Derek didn’t think he was, but he was an optimist. That much, Cora was right about. She had spotted that he was being very, very hopeful about the state of the rest of humanity, and he was relying on people being willing to stand up against their oppressors. Considering that the general majority of dictators tended to rule for at least the entirety of their lifetime throughout history, and well into the lifetime of their descendants, that meant that they were still a couple of decades off from a true revolution.

Then again, that had been when information had been suppressed from the people. True, that was happening now with the media, but that didn’t mean that they were going to hold back everything. They couldn’t.

[i]You can fool some of the people all of the time, you can fool everyone some of the time, but you can’t fool all of the people all of the time.[/i]

Shaking his head, he sipped at his water. It was as cold as could be, and despite the climate control all around him, that was needed. The tropical sun had worn him out a bit on the way to the estate, and more to the point, all the fucking that they had just done had taken it even further. He groaned slightly to himself, forcing himself to drink more than he really wanted just to rehydrate. It would force the mods in him to actually start working again, breaking it down, storing it away so that it was ready for the next time.

Next time.

[i]…I’m really getting into that if I’m already looking forward to the next time…[/i]

It was a big difference for him. In all his time working with anthromorphs, either in his uncle’s company or in his limited investing, he had always tried to treat them as the equals that he wanted them to be. Some of the family had been better than his uncle, but they were still looking down a bit, just unconsciously. They believed that the anthromorphs were bound to obey orders, needed humans, while he had always tried to give them the sort of freedom that he felt that they needed.

Now, he was already imagining what it would be like to have her come back to him and just…need that again. To need him under her feet, to want him to stay there, to put him in his place once more. The thought was…rather intoxicating, and it didn’t take long for him to start stiffening up a little down below.

[i]You just had plenty of fun. You don’t need more.[/i]

At least, that was what he told himself. His mind was already so full of pleasurable thoughts of how the other anthromorphs would react to him if they went through the same thing that he didn’t even notice that the AI was chatting with someone until there was a loud thump right behind him.

Derek slowly leaned back, and found himself staring up the rippling abdominal muscles of a lioness, looking up at her breasts – large, despite all the muscles below them – and then at the panting face of someone that had been running the whole way to get here. He blinked a couple of times, held up a finger –

“Are you alright, Master?” the lioness asked.

“Um…yes.”

“You’re sure?”

“Pretty sure. AI?”

“[i]All scans report that you are in perfect physical health, Master Derek.[/i]”

“I think that confirms it.”

“Hmmph.”

“And you would be…Jade, yes?”

“Yes. I’m your bodyguard.”

“I’m kinda surprised you’re only just getting here.”

“We didn’t have much other security set up, so I was guarding the cargo pods until I could meet you or be relieved.”

“…Ah. That makes sense.”

“That damned snow leopard…”

“…Cora?”

“Mmm-hmmm.”

Already guessing at some nature of altercation, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the mustached face of the AI’s hologram. If they were going to talk, then they needed some privacy. He got to his feet, nodding towards the stairs.

“Why don’t you come with me?”

“Why?”

“So we can talk about what your duties will be, and –”

“I’m here to protect you, Master Derek.”

“I know, but come on.”

He had to push her, and it would have been impossible if it wasn’t for the fact that she was going along with him. He didn’t know what was going through her head, but he was [i]not[/i] discussing this in the earshot of the AI. He wanted them to have time to chat properly, not have to be circumspect about everything, and definitely not when he might misunderstand someone that he didn’t know too well.

They ran up the stairs, all but bouncing off the walls. About halfway to the empty room, Jade had gone from confused to smirking, and by the time they arrived, she was crossing her arms as she leaned against the far side of the room. Derek shut the door behind them, shaking his head, while Jade chuckled.

“Well, she’s right about one thing. You’re keen.”

“What? No, no, that’s not what I meant.”

“We’re not here because you want to fuck me?”

“I – you – that’s not – what did she say?”

“Well, she implied that she had forced you into things.”

“…”

“But you were forceful enough just now that I wonder if she was lying about that, as well. She seemed like she would say anything to get me away from the cargo.”

“What did she want?”

“The manifests or something; what mattered was that she didn’t have your permission to see it.”

“Well…for future reference, she does now.”

“Thank you, Master Derek. That’s all I needed.”

He had a feeling that he had just put his foot in something, but was there really a reason not to say that? It definitely opened more doors than not, he imagined. Shaking his head, he took a deep breath, looking the other woman up and down.

Jade was, if one was blunt, the picture of an amazon when it came to anthromorph genes. She had the body of a powerful warrior, thick and strong in all her limbs, and well past the point of getting any fat on her. The only sign of bounciness was in her chest and maybe slightly in the hips. She had the sort of bearing that made him think that she could lift him off the ground, throw him out the window, and still be able to get down to the bottom floor before he did to catch him.

He didn’t want her to experiment with that, but he wouldn’t lie. She was definitely sexy, in that strong, scary woman sort of way.

Of course, his eyes went further down than just her breasts, all the way down to her soles. While Cora had had somewhat narrow feet, hers were broader, bigger, meatier. There was something about them that implied that every step was a stomp, something to crush the resistance of others before her, and…

Well, he was already imagining her on his face, so that was a thing.

As he blushed, rubbing his cheeks a few times, she fixed him with a stare. She looked down, then up, then down at her feet again. She must have realized where he was staring, and he groaned.

“I can explain.”

“…I don’t think you can.”

“I can try.”

“Is it true, then? Do you like being made to do things, Master Derek?”

“I…kind of?”

“Would you, for example, like to have me force you to lick my toes?”

That wasn’t fair. That really, really, really wasn’t fair. Particularly as the question alone made his cock start to rise in his pants again. He tried to shake his head, only for her to lean in, slamming her hand against the wall behind him. He yelped, staring at her.

“That’s a lie, Master Derek.”

“I…I didn’t…”

“I’m trained as a bodyguard to detect threats, and tell when someone is lying. You’re lying to yourself, or you’re lying to me.”

“…”

“And I think that you want to be honest with me right now. Don’t you, Master Derek?”

While he was the taller of the two of them, he honestly felt shorter, just from the way that she was able to put all that muscle to use and [i]loom[/i] at him. She was a woman, and a big woman, tall, powerful, able to crush him like a twig if she really wanted to.

[i]…Guess I have a type…[/i]

As his erection got harder and harder, Jade reached down. He gasped as she grasped it through his pants, pulling on it slowly, dragging it up and out. She cocked her head to the side at him, showing her teeth.

“Is it true that you like to be forced to do things, Master Derek?”

“…I…yes.”

“You like to be forced into sexual situations?”

“Mmmph…yes…”

She was stroking him as she questioned him. It made it hard to think, and harder still to find a way to answer that without sounding like a weakling. Every stroke was just hard enough for him to feel it through his pants, and he was getting stiffer, longer, harder every time that she worked him up.

“I see. Are you a bitch, Master Derek?”

“Mmmph…not…ah…ah…”

“Ah, not a lie…then perhaps…a foot-bitch?”

“Nnngh!”

“That’s it…you were staring…you need it…”

Fuck, fuck, fuck. He hadn’t expected this sort of intelligence from the women, not like this. They weren’t supposed to realized what he liked, not so quickly, or so easily. Had this always been the case? Had those forced socializations with other rich families been this obvious, when he had looked down at some of the transparent heels that the women wore? Had he been made before?

Before his worries could get out of hand, Jade grabbed his zipper and yanked. His cock popped out, already shiny, wet at the tip, but still marked with Cora’s pussy juice. The lioness looked at it, then snorted.

“Oh, yeah. She’s been here, alright.”

“You…she…”

“She showed me. It was human cum in her, but she could have been lying. You really fucked her.”

“Well…”

“Well, that’s fine. I’ll just mark you with me.”

“Mark – gah!”

She was rougher than Cora, that was for sure. The lioness shoved him down. Not hard, not enough to actually hurt him, but enough to be sudden and disarming. He hit the ground and rolled, but had barely managed to sit up again before the lioness brought her foot around, pressing down against his crotch. He gasped as she ground her sole against his cock, pinning it between two furred toes.

“Look at that. A cock that might be just big enough to fit between my feet for once.”

“For…once?” he managed to gasp.

“You wouldn’t believe how many perverted scientists get stuff out of us during conditioning. Sometimes it’s blowjobs, sometimes anal, sometimes it’s just weird stuff. This one guy, he loved looking at my feet. And he’d give me [i]anything[/i] for grinding on his face and then letting him blow one all over my soles.”

Considering just how large, meaty, and [i]smooth[/i] they were, he could understand why.

“Just one last question, Master Derek.”

“Mmmph?”

“Do you consent to my domination?”

“What?”

“Do you consent to me taking charge?”

He blinked, staring up from her foot at the woman attached to it. The lioness had her head cocked to the side.

“No anthromorph may dominate their master without permission. If I do not have your permission, then I should stop.”

Yet, at the same time, he could hear that she didn’t entirely want to stop. He could hear that she was more inclined to keep going, but she [i]was[/i] stopping herself for his sake. She wanted to make sure that she wasn’t going over a line that only she could see at that moment.

Why didn’t Cora care? Because she was a Deviant. This was proof that Jade wasn’t one, at least, not yet. Could one be made a Deviant? That was something he didn’t know. But what he did know was:

“I consent.”

“Good.”

She pushed down suddenly, smothering his cock beneath her sole. Just like Cora, her foot was covered with a pad along the bottom, but this one was slightly rougher. Not rough at all, really, but rougher compared to the soft, silky sole that the snow leopard had. He gasped for breath, his eyes going wide as she smothered it between her sole and his belly, slowly sliding her foot upwards.

“Now, let’s see how much better a lioness’s foot is than a snow leopard’s, shall we?”

“Mmmph…”

“You can worship, can’t you?”

“Yes…mmmph…gods…”

“Then worship.”

She pushed her foot all the way up his body, running it from his cock to his stomach, up his chest and then against his lips. He stared down at it as she wiggled her toes against his mouth, and then slowly opened it, sucking her toes in and over his tongue. Just like with Cora, there was none of that dirty taste, just the taste of flesh and the slight hint of something else, something wet and a little warm.

There was a difference being under her compared to being under Cora. Cora had been savoring the feeling of a human under her, he could tell, pushing him down and getting off on the feeling of power. Jade was different; she hadn’t stripped, nor had she gone further than holding him underfoot. She seemed to be feeling things out, ensuring that he was safe while at the same time teasing him.

And there was something in her eyes, as well. Even as she pushed her toes down his mouth, even as she made him lick and suck on the big, clawed digits, he could see her puzzling things out. She had a barely-hidden feeling of shock in her eyes, as if she’d discovered something that she hadn’t expected, and was enjoying it despite all the things that told her that she shouldn’t.

Then she pushed down that little bit harder, forcing his head into the ground.

“Don’t think that you can just stare at me, Master. You better be ready to earn your way any higher than that.”

“Mmmph?”

“I can smell what the snow leopard did to you. I plan to show you just how much better a lioness is. If you can earn it, that is.”

“…”

“Now, get to worshiping. Show me that you’re worth the time of dominating you. Show me that you deserve my protection.”

[b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]

Summary: Cora goes to find the paperwork on the other anthromorphs on the island, and ends up sending the security lioness after the master.

Tags: M/F, Femdom, Lioness, Snow Leopard, Human, Feline, Human/Anthro, Cyberpunk, Series, Foot Fetish, Creampie, Nudity, Unashamed, Muscles,