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How had it come to this? She had been so careful, so prepared… for so long. She had done the impossible. She had broken her chains and survived it… and all it had taken her was a lifetime of service to the woman she had loved… and then…. Then… what… accept that her life was just over? She had to die because her mistress’ son didn’t care for foxes? It wasn’t fair… her life hadn’t been fair, from the day she was born she’d never had a choice… even if she thought she was happy… a few decades of ‘freedom’ had shown her just how cruel life could be… how cruel ‘her’ life truly was and it only seemed to get worse. Life on the run had been bad enough on its own… but even after the ban, trying to do something with her life had resulted in little more than her being hunted, being forced back into the life she’d left behind… but far less pleasant. Without a proper owner to serve it had been little more than a nightmare… and… after a handful of… ‘accidental’ deaths… and an inferno that destroyed half the red light district… she had found herself on the run again. She’d learned to control the fire, then to change the way she looked… but it was never enough… but when she learned the hard way that she could inhabit the body of another… ‘become’ someone else… she finally had a real chance to have a life… well… or so she thought. It took time to make something of oneself… particularly when oneself is fighting internally over every second, moreso when opportunities did ‘not’ always arise equally… She had to learn the hard way how to manipulate, how to ‘find’ opportunities where there were none… and how to start over when…. ‘bad’ things happened. None of her hosts would live as long as it seemed she could… and while from time to time she could possess a child and simply continue where she left off… she could not always…. And starting from scratch was ‘frustrating’… particularly when she was found and had to leave everything behind after running away ‘again’… But this life… this life was going well. Dragons were longer lived, and this one had become relatively cooperative with time, she even seemed to understand that the ‘two’ of them could be something more than either of them could be on their own… well…. Most of the time…. Sometimes she needed a reminder… Still, the woman was a jackpot, she was physically attractive, strong, tall, she presented a powerful aura, she was a good ‘face’ for a political campaign… maybe she could use it to do some fucking good for her own kind and end this farce once and for all…. Truly end what was left of the slave trade… truly be ‘free’… or at least as free as her body would let her be… Sadly it was not to be… she/they had been scheduled to speak, campaigning for office was stressful, but if she managed to land the position it would be worth it… and the voters seemed to be on her side… until something happened… As she stepped up to the podium, an unfamiliar voice filled the air, a male voice… and then…. A touch… a ‘grip’ at the back of their neck… and they wanted to vomit, nausea taking the floor out from under them… one crumpling to the floor in a quite undignified manner… the other finding herself hanging limp from that grip, her world spinning, the black rushing up at her as that voice called out to the crowd… his words lost to the ascending void… ----- A pair of weak groans filled the air, sterile bright ‘white’ light illuminating a pair of naked bodies lain on their bellies, one simply restrained with her ankles and tail all cuffed to one another with a single ring between them, her wrists cuffed behind her, leaving her uncomfortable, but unable to easily escape as she winced and turned her head away from the light… on the other hand, the kitsune was left completely unbound… except for the collar around her neck… a simple leather affair with a small box aligned over the back of her neck. Her eyes wandering a touch, aimlessly, listlessly for a long moment until a hand took her by the base of the tail, another took her by the hair and held her head and jaw down against the table, while a third drew to her spine and pressed its thumb against the long trail of black markings, tracing over them for a few long moments. A shiver trailed through her, then a tremor, then a twitch, the pressure uncomfortable but not painful “Wh-hat’re you…” until he found the soft spot he sought, the tip of his thumb digging down against a small space between vertebrae and pressing ‘hard’, drawing a ‘scream from the small vixen. “NNNAAHHHHHHHhhh!!!!” With their grip she wasn’t going anywhere… more so with the digit digging against the sensitive space, further pinning her to the table. As a pained ‘shudder’ coursed through her frame, one final hand came into view, fingers already in prime position to ‘SNAP!’. Her gaze shot to the hand and fingers, ears twitching hard and perking up, eyes wide as another shudder trailed through her. “Prone.” A voice called out above her, quick, and firm. She twitched hard and tried to shake her head, her fingers flexing and curling, toes balling up as she to ignore the long unused urge. After a second had passed, an electric whine filled the air, the thumb dug in deeper, and a ‘crack’, the vixen screeching as if she’d been set ablaze. Without hesitation, another, harsher ‘SNAP’ of those fingers filled the air, her gaze locking upon them, as the man above spoke the single word again, firmer, louder, with a hint of anger to his tone, just enough to ensure she understood he would brook no argument. Her arms jerked, one foot kicking against the table hard, the vixen biting her tongue as she fought against it. No… no this couldn’t be happening… Another shrill ‘shriek’ filled the air as the discharge struck her nervous system and wracked her body with pain. Another snap. Tears welling up as her gaze was drawn instantly to the sound, ears perked up high. “Prone.” The man spoke again, louder, with a tinge of venom… but still even. He wasn’t angry with her… he just needed her to understand this was ‘going’ to happen. Without a moment’s hesitation, her arms slid behind her, crossing her wrists, one ankle lifting over the other and crossing, the tension leaving her body, tears streaming down her cheeks as she settled into the position in silence, her whimpers fading away into nothing, her gaze staring straight ahead. After a long moment their grip on her relaxed and released, her tail lifting out of the way to join her arms, showing off her ass and hips, to which one of them gave her a gentle pat on the ass. “There now, see? You ‘can’ still be a good girl when you try.” She remained silent, her thoughts drifting back once more… trying to think back to what had happened… but every time she tried, drew a blank… Turning their attention to the dragoness, the one chuckled a touch as he snatched a bundle of straps and ornate metal panels from a table nearby, laying out the panels neatly as he set about his checks, making sure everything was secure, and all of the portals were working properly. “Now… are ‘you’ going to behave like your better half?” The dragoness huffed a touch, pulling at her restraints as she tried to break the links holding them together. “Oh don’t you worry, you’re not getting out of those, they’re rated to hold purebloods of your kin. Best for everyone involved if you behave, do as you’re told… or well… you’ll regret it, and we’ll enjoy getting to break you. And believe me… we’ve been doing this a ‘long’ time… we know how to break you.” The much larger woman growled deeply. “What do you want from us? Do you know who I am?” The man who spoke broke into a fit of outright laughter. “Of course. The whole world knows who you are now, they saw it live on their screens as he ripped her out of you, and don’t bother claiming you were innocent in all this. All the paperwork has already been submitted, your judgments and sentences are already on file… as of…..” He took a moment to glance at the clock in the corner of his vision. “Four hours and thirty six minutes ago… the two of you are officially no longer citizens. You are both condemned to life in service. So make this easy on yourself… don’t fight it.” Her growls only grew the more he spoke. “Don’t fight? Release me and I’ll show you just how well I’ll behave!” He sighed softly and shook his head, taking a step back, turning back to the small table while his partner lined up a rod. He turned back with the thick ball ready to go… and as the rod impacted harshly across one ass cheek, her scream was muffled by the thick rubber ball wedged between her teeth, his fingers nimbly working the straps around her skull and latching it. “There, now scream all you want, you’ll just wear yourself out… in the mean time we have work to do.” The man gave her a pat on the other ass cheek, smirking at the growl that followed. Glancing off to the side, another pair joined the two of them. While he collected the straps, the other three, another human, and two anthro dragons… just in case… Her tail was unbound, one taking quick hold of that to ensure it didn’t get her into more trouble… given it almost instantly tried to flail… The other two took her ankles, removing the cuffs and holding her legs in place despite her attempts to jerk and twist while the man with the harness guided two of the plates into position. Swiftly enough, her feet disappeared into the portals, her shins, her knees, her thighs, the woman biting down on the ball between her teeth, turning a shade of pink as the cool air of the room was soon brushing over her exposed folds. The man took his time, adjusting the rings and the size of the portal, bringing the plates snug up against her hips, clamping the rings down around her thighs to ensure there would be no movement even if the harness came loose. “Lovely. Lift.” While the human kept her tail under control, the pair of dragons lifted her by her hips and shoulders, giving the second human room to work, humming to himself as he brought a heavy steel belt up to wrap around her waist, a trio of straps that would encircle her, with straps on either side that held onto the plates below. Once the belt was secure, he adjusted the straps, ratcheting them a hair tighter to force the clamped flesh of her hips and thighs apart ensuring she would ‘feel’ just how exposed she was… and… to leave those folds pouting just a little. Despite her grunts and growls, the dragons kept a tight grip on her as they moved onto her arms, each one taking one limb, unlocking the cuffs and easing her arms out from around her wings, each one ready to catch her wings as they tried to flare out, a chuckle or two filling the air as the human stepped around, already prepared with straps in hand. Snatching one wing bone he gave a firm twist, and kept twisting without mercy until the pain made her cry out into the gag, and then kept twisting further until the wing went limp and he could go about the practiced motions of neatly folding the appendage and wrapping the belt around it, a single secure belt around the middle of the wing for now, just enough to keep the limb relatively out of trouble, a short chain connecting the belt around the wing, to the one around her waist, ensuring she couldn’t stretch it out properly. Stepping around to the other side, he waited for a moment to see if she would comply and willingly fold her wing… but when she did not, he only laughed, shook his head, and repeated the process. “Oh they’re gonna have fun with you, I can already tell. You know, I’m almost jealous that you’re not my project to work on.” Once her wings were half secured, he brought the next part of the harness up under her, offering up the plates, which the dragons fed her arms into without mercy despite having to twist them painfully to get them there. Once they were in position and the plates settled over her shoulders, he repeated the process from below, securing the rings, bringing the chest harness in, adjusting he straps around her breasts, around her shoulders, connecting the back to her belt to ensure nothing slipped. “Now, here comes my favorite part. You’re not going to like it, no one ever does… but it’s going to happen. I’m going to take out your ball gag… and you’re going to take a different one. Try not to fight it… it’s only going to make it more fun for me and less for you.” At the top of the chest harness straps, another pair extended up higher that would connect to a neck corset that would wrap all the way up over the lower half of t he woman’s face… but the problem wasn’t the mask itself… the skin tight rubbery ‘thing’ was bad enough…. But what was inside it was worse by far. Putting on a pair of gloves, the man collected some fluid and began smearing it all over both the thin nose tubes… as well as the thick, ‘long’ dildo hung from its inside… “We are very good at this part of the job… just open your mouth and take it. I promise you, it’s easier that way.” One of the dragons unbuckled her ball gag, pulling it free while the man kept the posture collar mask in his grip, with the gloves on. The moment the ball came free, she growled deeply, and snapped her teeth at the dragon nearby, her cheeks already burning by the time he responded by snatching her by a horn and jerking her head up. “Do you undghkkk!!” He couldn’t help but chuckle as her attention was broken by the sudden irritation of the tubes going up her nose and down her sinuses, smiling almost sadly for a moment. They never made it easy. The tubes were fed, inch by inch down her throat, into her airway until the tip of the dildo met her lips and she tried to close her mouth… but the sudden grasp of the other dragon, digging his claws into her cheeks and jaw… coupled with her gagging hard on the tubes… made it plenty easy for the toy to slip forward as well, quickly filling her mouth… and with her eyes instantly starting to water, slipping down her throat. Her entire body convulsed, hacking and gagging hard as the thing continued forward, pushing deeper, and deeper. “Swallow girl, swallow, it makes it easier, I promise.” One of the dragons gently rubbed at her throat in a downward stroking motion, trying to help coax her into it, though she just tried to shake her head against the other dragon’s grip as it continued its advance a few more inches, and eventually settled, the rubber settling up against her face, soon replacing the hand below and pulled ‘snug’, laces quickly fed through eyelets, drawing the mask and collar tighter and tighter, squeezing down around her stretched throat as she gasped for air around the tubes… her only saving grace… being the numbing effect of the liquid slowly calming her gag reflex. “There we go. Remember, swallow… it really does help.” Tighter and tighter the laces came until she could ‘feel’ her heartbeat around what felt like a ‘massive’ cock down her throat, panic finally starting to eat away at the back of her thoughts as it grew harder to breathe around the thing. One of the dragons went back to rubbing her throat as her head was pinned in place by the tight collar mask, eventually coaxing her to swallow around the thing, swallowing hard as her muscles worked around it. “Almost finished, then we can show you two to your new handler.” Taking up another cuff, he wrapped it around the end of her tail, or at least close as he dared, clipping it to the back of her collar, before taking another strap and hooking it to the back of her collar as well, running it down, through a loop on the back of the belt, and to the base of her tail where he latched one more cuff securely in place. Ratcheting that strap down, he drew her back, further and further, the woman wincing as her hips and shoulders rose into the air, the pressure on her neck growing that little bit further, forcing her into an arch. “There we are. Brutus, string her up… And you…” He turned back to the kitsune. “You lucky little girl…” He snapped his fingers firmly. “Bracelets. Heel. “He spoke the words firmly, watching her with an attentive eye as she finally moved from the position she’d been left in, without a word stepping up to his left side, just behind him, her wrists crossing behind her just over the base of her tails. As he set off, he listened quietly, her steps were almost silent, one foot placed more or less in front of the other, all but forcing her hips to sway gently with every step she took…. A minute or so into their walk, she shuddered hard and screamed out in pain, buckling and falling to her knees, barely catching herself as he drew to a stop, laughing out loud. “Oh, did I forget to mention? You try to use your magic while that collar is on you? It’ll take you down a peg. Don’t try it again. Crawl. In front of me, and keep those tails nice and high, I wanna watch that ass sway. I’ll tell you when to turn.” Whimpering deeply, it took a long moment for her to recover, tears falling once more as that single word, spoken with command sent a shudder down her spine and got her moving before she could process it. With her hands and knees spread slightly, she moved as gracefully as the position allowed, her hips rolling, rocking from side to side, her tails lifted, curled off to one side to keep her exposed to the man’s view as she took up a position a few feet in front of him. “Now march, girl.” With the dragon carrying the dragongirl behind him… and the very alluring kitsune in front… he could almost feel he was in a parade of submission devoted to him… sadly these two creatures were not for him… a pity… he could have a lot of fun with both of them…but there would always be others. Two turns and another lengthy corridor later, they came to a slightly less ‘sterile’ room. Something a bit more comfortable. Somewhere between an office, and an examination room. Once inside, they wasted no time, the dragoness being hung up by her new harness from a chain hung from the ceiling, while the male leading the vixen brought her to the center of the room. “Alright girl. Let’s see how well you remember.” He snapped his fingers firmly. “Present.” And spoke the word with force and command… smiling as he watched the girl drop without hesitation or protest, first to her knees, then to her face, her hands falling to catch her before slipping down between her knees as they spread wide. Her tails curled up high, showing off her soft furred slit and firm ass, her ears flat atop her skull as she whimpered, tears flowing free. “P-please, sir…” Her hips rocked from one side to the other enticingly. “Please take this one…” Her words were anything ‘but’ enthusiastic… but… it satisfied him enough. “Very good girl. And don’t you ‘dare’ stop until you are released.” With that, he and his companion stepped out to leave them until their new master and trainer arrived.