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Part Twelve

Wondering into the shower Sherry perked up at the size of the facilities.

“Now this, I like!” she exclaimed. “And it's big enough for all three of us!”

“Yup, And we have a fur dryer over here.” Mel indicated showing her the built in wall unit.

“Wow this is amazing! So what was His first companion like?” Sherry asked following Mel into the shower stall. As the Mousey showed her how to work the somewhat unusual controls.

“She was very nice Raccoon Morph, she was a bright soul who filled the house with love and light, she loved to sing as well. They were together for five years...” Mel said.

“What exactly happened to her? The Skunkette asked.

“It was a home invasion, she was brutally murdered when he was away on business. Keven returned home to find her butchered body laying on the center island in the Kitchen and a holotape of the brutal murder left by her attackers. Showing her being beaten, raped and... Butchered.” Mel sighed

“Oh my god, what did he do?” The Skunkette asked as tears streamed down her wet cheek fur.

“Well, after the authorities refused to get him justice, he laid her to rest and erected a shrine to her memory on the hillock overlooking the gardens. Then Our loving master opened his own investigation, and managed to track down that pack of vicious animals... Before extracting his vengeance upon them. Please understand Sherry, they loved each other very deeply, and that love keeps her here. I communed with her spirit, and she welcomed me, welcomed Us! Know that we never need fear for our safety while under this roof. Keven is a kind and loving man. The kind of man I would also be willing to call Master, and you know how much I feared being mistreated.” Mel said before dispensing a paw full of the Main & Tail and working it into Sherry's chest fur.

“Oh, my god, that poor guy, how could he go through such tragedy, yet remain so kind and loving to us? Thank you for telling me about her, I wish I could have known her, I wonder if she called him her master as well?” she mused.

“Perhaps we can ask her on the next full moon. She asked me to commune with her again, and if you would like to join me, to join us, than perhaps you can ask her.” Mel offered working her paws over the Lavender Skunkette's rather impressive rack, working the body wash into rich thick sensual lather specifically designed to cleanse and soften a morphs fur.

“Oh, I love this Main and tail stuff!” she murred reveling in the rich soft lather returning the favor with her own paw full that she was lovingly working into The mousey's ample chest; sliding her sudzy paws over Mel's nipples cresting them into craggy peaks. As her lover worked her paws lower working some lather into the Skunkettes silky purple crotch pelt.

“Oh I love your touch?” Mel murred hugging the Skunkette rubbing their soapy breasts together as her own paws cupped the mouses shapely ass as they started to move more intimately. Wondering paws traveling through pathways of fur well known and well loved. Sighs and moans of pleasure filled the intimate steamy space an the girls indulged in a personal erotic grooming session.

“Mmm, Good clean fun.” Sherry murred, lifting the Mousey from between her thighs after returning her oral inspection' kissing her deeply she tasted her own spicy tang on the mousey's tongue as their flavors mingled in the lingering kiss.

“I love you Sherry, and I hope you will be happy here.” Mel said as they sluced off the last round of lather.

“I never thought I would ever find a human capable of so totally loving me I'd call him Master! But ours is quite special. I hope this doesn't get weird for us, Mel.” Sherry asked as they headed for the fur dryer.

“I don't see why it should? Now that you know the kind of love he's capable of bestowing on you, and we are both sharing, you and I share everything, why not a...” The mouse asked.

“Why Not A Master? The Skunkette finished. The mouse morph nodded “He has never asked me to address him as master, but I have done it a couple times more playfully than seriously, but he did cause me to call him master in one of our love sessions. I guess the fact that he's not possessive and it wouldn't be expected of us, is what makes the difference.” Her Mousey lover said.

“Well, he said he was going to make it official, so I will finally be able to proudly wear a cuff. And know that I am not someone's fuck toy. That, I am loved and appreciated and lets the world know I am off the market. Some would say _ 'Bought And Paid For' _ but I don't think Keven is into enslaving either of us. At least I hope not.” Sherry said stepping out of the warm cyclone. “Wow I look soo fluffy! I can't wait to see what Kev thinks.” the lavender Skunkette giggled.

“Let's go find out?” the equally fluffy Mousey said taking her friend, lover and fellow companion down to breakfast.

Seeing my companions descending the stairs, they did indeed look very fluffy from the fur dryer. Bree used to look lovely, and Sherry looked fantastic! Just like a lavender cloud. She looked so happy and content, than again that could be just from being well laid and freshly bathed, but I suspect her little confession to me last night in the hot tub had something to do with it as well.

“Good morning my lovelies, you look exceptionally fluffy this morning!” I say hugging them in turn and pouring them more coffee.

“Thank you Sir” they chirp in unison, gratefully accepting more of the morning libation.

“Today is Sunday, our traditional day off here on the farm, a day we can devote to rest and relaxation and recuperating from the weeks activities. As I informed Mel, on occasion I will entertain clients here at the farm, usually to showcase some new produce for a new client. All I ask is that you two be your natural charming selves, Bree would often sing, as it was one of her talents and she would fill the house with music...” and occasionally entertain my guests, but that would be her choice freely chosen, for she had a very loving nature. So do not expect me to force you to do something against your will.” I said looking at my morphs. “So perhaps you might consent to dance for our guests?” I asked my Skunkette, who brightened at the prospect.

“That would be rather fun, but you may need to install a pole for me to preform with.” she winked once more dropping into that liquid silk voice of hers.

“Well than I may have to look into that if you feel it would help you keep in top form, seeing you at the club, you were Phenomenal, it honestly looked like gravity no longer effected you. I feel very privileged to have been able to watch one of your performances my dear.” I said and Sherry actually blushed at my compliment.

“Thank you sir, I take, I took great pleasure in preforming. But if it means becoming a hooker than I would gladly give it up for a new occupation, but I am very glad my dancing brought you pleasure.”

“It does indeed. You have an incredible talent Cher, and I don't want you to abandon it if it makes you happy. I am sure we can find a way for you to preform, perhaps a live webcam performance?” I offered, my Skunkette brightened at the prospects of being able to continue her career.

“That... That could work, is that part of the cyber club performances you were thinking of Kev?” Cheryl asked, looking very interested.

“That is something we can look into, for your work on the farm isn't going to be all encompassing so you will have time to preform if you wish to, without the hazards of your last place of employment.” I paused.

“But... as you may suspect, I have something here for you and I am not sure when to give it to you. Part of me wants to present it to you now; another part of me wants to wait until you finish your tour.” I smiled. Sherry's face light's up in anticipation,

“Could...could I see it now please? if it is what I hope and pray that it is, if you wouldn't mind please...Sir?” My Skunkette asks, her purple eyes aglow in anticipation. I look over at my Mousey who nodds for me to proceed.

“Very well mon Cher, I wink at the lovely floofy lavender Skunkette. I say reaching into my pocket and laying the black velvet drawstring bag on the counter and then push it to her.

Sherry Conner's eyes go wide as she reaches a trembling paw to the bag slowly opening it and pouring the seamless gold companion cuff onto the countertop. It clinks with the sound of solid metal.

“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god...Yes, yes yes yes!” she squees in disbelief at what was unfolding before her eyes.

“So, do you, Cheryl Conner, Freely and of your own will accept my companion contract, to be my morph companion and partner in this and all ventures from this day forward?” I ask solemnly.

“After all you have done for me, and To me last night, it would please me very much to say “Yes Master. I freely and completely, of my own free will accept your companion cuff, with all the rights and privileges that come with it Sir, for never in my life, has anyone ever earned the title of Master from me, Sir, I gladly accept. May my life bring you joy and contentment in whatever way you choose to use me.” she declared coming round the center island and going down on one knee before me, placing my hand on her head between her ears, bowing her head in supplication. Holding up her left arm.

“Pleas sir...Cuff your new morph? She almost begged, sniffing as the emotions overwhelmed her. I drew her to her feet and looked deeply into her violet glowing eyes.

“Cheryl Conner, I accept you, I love you and I gladly take you into my service. May this cuff be a symbol of the love and commitment I offer you this day.” I say opening the cuff and gently placing it around her left wrist securing the worm-screw to permanently affix it to my new morph.

Cheryl just stared at it cradling her left wrist in her right hand sniffing not believing it was real, Mel came around and hugged her lovingly. “Welcome to the family, Love.”

“It feels so, Heavy, so solid, so...Permanent. Before I met you Kev, I feared this... For in my mind it would mean I was nothing but someone's pleasure toy, and now... It feels like a solid reminder that the dark pathways I saw last night are permanently barred to me, for I now wear your cuff proudly, I may say, and I hope my life will honor your investment in me. I never thought I'd wind up working on a farm, but it beats the hell out of the options facing me last night. And if I may say, that coffee cake smells divine!” My new Skunkette churred as I served up the decadent warm pastry as Mel refilled our cups.

“As you may know, cuffs are not the only symbols that mark a morph as off the market.” I said as we lingered over our coffee. “There are also solid ring collars.” both morphs looked at each other nodding slowly.

“Leather Vixen wears one, but I think it looks good on her. Don't you Mel?” I ask, my Mousey blinks.

“Oh, you're right, she does wear one of those, I am just remembering that now. And for her I can see it being a very good accessory for all the leather she wears.” my Mousey smiles.

“Who in the world is Leather....Wait a minute, you don't mean, Theee Leather Vixen? who dances on stage with the band 'Gods of Thunder' do you?” Sherry asks. Mel grins with a nod.

“Yup. And she is a very nice, if over the top morph. I met her on the delivery run. We deliver a custom box of produce to Greg Richards every week.

Oh my gawd I Love their music! She looks like she has sooo much fun dancing on that stage!”

“Oh she does, she is so high energy and Greg is what you would expect for a heavy metal rock god.” Mel chuckled at the look on her lovers face.

“Worry not my Lavender lover, you shall get to know them all in good time.” Greg wants to work out a deal for me to supply Gods Of Thunder with kale chips on their next tour. Which will mean expanding the operation, and who knows, if we can pull it off, we will be delivering to every stop on the tour circuit, if we can work out the logistics it may be worth our time to look into this as a side business.”

After we were a bit more awake and ready to face the day, I took my new morph on a tour of the grounds showing them both the apiary where I kept half a dozen bee hives. Both girls were more than a little cautious, but I explained why bees were a vital component of this agriculture business and the fact we get honey and wax as a byproduct. Moving the tour into the honey room, showing them where the frames were processed and the other equipment we used as well as letting them taste what raw honey was like, they enjoyed it immensely.

I next let them sample their way through the gardens. It was a real joy to watch Sherry discover all the wonderful bounty available at Craggin Moore. Cheryl was really starting to see the bigger picture of what I was trying to accomplish here and seemed to be genuinely excited to start her training for life on the farm. After returning to the house I scanned her feet and ordered her a set of rubber work boots as well as a set of work clothes, being a bit taller than Bree, her outfits would not fit my new morph.

“Oh, I should call Mrs. Fisher and let her know where I am so she doesn't worry, since I didn't come home last night.” Sherry exclaimed and pulled out her personal com unit...

“Hello, you've reached Fisher rooming house, this is Mrs. Fisher, how can I help you today?” the elderly felines voice announced.

“Mrs Fisher, It's Cheryl, Cheryl Conner...” the Skunkette replied.

“Oh Cheryl! Yes, are you alright my dear, you didn't make it home last night and I hoped you would call.” she said, the concern evident in her voice.

“Oh, yes ma'am, Keven picked me up from work last night and brought me out to the farm for a few days so Mel and I could visit and I am ever so glad they did.” the Skunkette enthused.

“Wonderful! You sound like you are enjoying your stay.” the feline chuckled.

“Oh Ma'am you have no idea! I had such a bad event happen at work, and...and I can't go back there ever again, it was the straw that broke the camel's back for me.”

“Well I am sure you are going to find something more suitable for you my dear, don't worry, everything will work out for the best.” the house mother advised.

“I believe that, We were talking and I told him how things were looking very dark for me, and one thing lead to another and Keven offered me a job working on the farm! and I Love it out here!”

“That's Wonderful! Do you think he will offer you a contract?” the feline asked.

“Yes! He did this morning, and I accepted! And I am so happy, he is totally unlike anyone I have ever met, both he and Mel asked me to join them! and my future was looking soo dark Ma'am, because as you know I was getting a lot of pressure to … To be a...”

“I know dear, and I am very glad such a beautiful femme found a way out of that situation. So when will we see you again?” she asked. Sherry looked over at us.

“Um.. Wednesday?” she asked, I nodded. “Yeah Wednesday, that will be the next delivery day and we will stop by after, I hate moving out all of a sudden, but I had to call so you wouldn't worry.”

“Well sometimes when life shuts a door in your face it will open a window! I am very glad you called and I am very happy for you dear. You know I was very concerned about your employment choices, but you are a big girl, and have the right to make your own choices. I am just glad things worked out for you dear, and we will see you on Wednesday.”

Okay, and thank you ma'am, I very much appreciate everything you have done for me. See you then.” she chirped happily and signed off.

“Now I need to let the club know that I quit after last night I'm sure Leon won't be surprised.” she smirked and after a slightly heated discussion she snapped her com closed huffed and smiled glad that chapter of her life was over.

“Okay, looks like we pick up my stuff on Wednesday... and thank you Sir, I an very grateful to you for all you do for me.” Sherry beamed so relieved that her old life was in the past.

“Not a problem, Cher. We have a few deliveries one is the city center co-op. We supply them with fingerling carrots, kale, salad mix and radishes. As you will learn we do a lot of quick cropping here that usually involves crops that have a short Days To Maturity, usually Sixty days or less. Things like spinach, which is Forty days, Arugla and Salanova lettice that only take Thirty days, which are what are called 'Cut And Come Again' crops. Radishes, which average Twenty Six to Twenty Eight days. Those are planted every week. Kale and Rocket is also popular in the salad mix. which can be harvested several times before it needs to be replanted. But I think you will really love it once you get into the swing of things here..” I said.

“Wait tel you see just how easy it is to plant new crops!” Mel giggled “I couldn't believe just how easy it was and having done it myself I think it is almost as much fun as harvesting.”

“And, with you here, we can expand the operation to the point where we can once again have a stall at the Friday farmers market, what do you two think of working the farmers market? I asked my new morph partners.

“Oh, well... I think it would be fun, actually at least I will be able to wear more clothes on this job than I did at my last one.” Sherry smirked, “Though I bet we would gather quite a crowd if I wore some of my more interesting stripper outfits.” she mused.

“Sorry hon, my farmers market stall is not equipped with a center pole.” I winked with a chuckle at the thought of my sexy lavender pole dancer preforming at the farmers market.

“Oh well, that's okay, it was just an entertaining idea is all. Do you think we can come up with a cute farm related outfit that would suit me?” she asked.

“Oh I think perhaps a nice plaid flannel shirt with a pair of denim overalls and a straw hat might look good. Unless you were thinking something along the lines of a pair of Daisey dukes and a halter top that halts nothing?” I asked. Seeing Sherry raised her paw with her muzzle dropping open a moment as she thought about that option.

“Ya know... Thaat could work.” she grinned evilly. “It is just such a relief to know that I am safe, don't get me wrong, I Love to dance, and I am very good at it, and if we can figure out a way to set up a V-R rig, I'd be willing to try shaking my tail in the virtual world. I know my loyal fans would be all over it.”

“Well my dear I think we can look into that, what say you we investigate what we would need. I know my Com-net can easily handle it, despite being out in the middle of the Pucker-brush.” I grinned. Cheryl looked over at Mel a moment.

“What do you think Love?” she asked my Mousey.

“...Well, if you want to keep dancing than it can be a great option I suppose, I've never seen it, but I think you would do well, you move so sensually and you are Very passionate, love. Farm life moves at a somewhat slower pace and personally I am really loving it,. This work is very satisfying to me, being able to grow food for people and to just walk through the garden with a harvest basket picking things at the peak of ripeness is unlike any experience I have ever had in my life. This food just tastes better and I can Feel the difference high quality fresh produce is making in my life.” Mel said looking over at me with a very loving smile.

“Yes, I know this has been some of the best food I have ever had, other than Mrs Fisher's stone soup, I don't think I have enjoyed mealtime more. I was so desperate to escape what I saw was a hopeless situation, I just had to jump at this. If I can do some dancing, than I will try it, but I love my new life so far. To me it is like the best of both worlds, I have my Mousey love and a Master who completely rocks my world with a new life path where I don't end up as someones sex toy, or forced into the life of a hooker... As you both know, I Love sex, but the idea of being forced into it just twists my tail, thank you for providing me a way out, Kev.” the Skunkette confessed wrapping her arms around me and kissing me very lovingly.

“Cher, do you really consider me to be your...Master?” I asked. The Skunkette nodded.

“Yes Sir. Please understand, to me a master is someone I can completely place my love and trust into while some morph companions consider 'He who cuffs them' to be their Masters, for me, before meeting you, in my mind, being a companion was seen as being someone's sex toy. I had hoped to find someone loving who would not misuse me too badly. the advantage is that I would belong to he who cuffed me, and wouldn't be used like a prostitute. Events at the club pushed me over the edge, and I saw being your companion as an escape from my darkest fears. Your love convinced me that you were the one, the one I could completely place my trust and, love into. Despite being designed as an entertainment model I hoped I would find a way to live a more fulfilling life, and now, I think that may be possible.

End Part Twelve

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