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Chapter 10: New Deal
Valerie staggered a bit on her feet as she padded around the slightly less muddy section of bog that served as their new camp. Somehow it was even dirtier and less pleasant than the last one, though she wasn’t tied up at the moment so small blessings. Of course, her legs were being very annoying about working right now hence her pacing about to get her ability to walk back.
The others in the ‘camp’ were Kate, Esbu, Fiona, and Marcus. The escaped slaves were much diminished in quantity, though that didn’t mean the others were all captured, they could be still on the loose just hadn’t regrouped yet. Valerie kept a wary eye on her master. Master was definitively a true word for what Marcus was to her, for he had been instrumental in kidnapping her, stripping her, using her, and even branding her. She scratched at her butt where she remembered the fire heated and crudely carved stone that Marcus had pressed to it. It had hurt, a lot, and while her fur now covered the brand anyone who parted her fur would see that she was marked like a slave.
Just like her family had done to everyone else present.
Valerie sighed, she still couldn’t claim any serious moral high ground over Marcus, and certainly not the others who had not abused her.
“Rest a bit” Kate said, “Your legs will fall out from under you if you push yourself too fast”
Valerie sighed and say down across from the sergal, “Why do you care?”
Kate looked at her for a long moment, “You’re part of the team now, we don’t need you injured.”
“Really? I’m ‘on the team’ just like that? After I…. just…. Why?”
“If you are referring to how you used to slap me around? Called me a dirty slut? Made me literally lick your feet, and used that lightning magic to zap my tits whenever you got jealous that I was bigger than you?” Kate glared at Valerie.
Before Valerie could answer, Esbu interrupted and pulled Kate into a protective hug, “You WHAT?! You would torture her for having bigger boobs than you?”
Valerie sighed, then nodded. It was true after all. She had gotten off on being nasty to her slaves, or rather to her father’s slaves, so she had little to reply to such accusations.
“You little cunt, how dare you…?”
“ESBU!” Kate shouted, shutting him up, “There’s no point anymore, and she’s gotten a good picture of being a bed slave like I was I think.”
There was no arguing that either. Valerie scratched at her ass again. She was a branded bed slave, the personal property of the large sergal named Marcus, who shared her with all his friends. That made things more complicated in the future too. Valerie didn’t know how intricate a brand Marcus had managed to make with a hot rock, but if someone examined her it would be revealed that she was one.
Kitsune were almost never slaves, emphasis on ‘almost’. Sometimes criminals would be sentenced to slavery if they were bad enough, so it wasn’t impossible that a Kitsune would be property, even in Kitsune lands. As such, if she showed up to a town, naked, and got examined by anyone, she might end up at market herself. Getting herself free had gotten harder and riskier. She probably did need friends.
“So, you’re willing to just let me be… one of you?” She asked Kate.
Kate started to nod, but this time it was Marcus’ turn to interject, “Almost. No way a prissy rich girl like you can hunt or trap. So I’ll probably end up helping to support you. That zappy zap of yours is nice, though not the best fee.”
Valerie sighed again, “So what do you want? Master? Its for me to keep being your slave, right?”
Marcus smiled wide, “You got it.”
“No!” Kate said, “You’ve done that enough to punish her don’t you think?”
“No I don’t” Marcus said, “You may have suffered under her, but you are relatively new, this sadistic cunt has been a pain in my literal dick for far longer than she’s been my slave so I’m going to keep her. I’m certainly not going to feed her for free.”
“Oh ya, but what if we handled that?” Kate asked.
“You two are already working overtime to feed your collective girlfriend” Marcus said pointing at Fiona. The petit fox blushed hard at the implication, “Unless you plan on sharing her, or yourself.”
“Fiona’s her own person I can’t ‘share’ her like that… As for myself... I… well…”
“Deal” Valerie chimed in much to everyone’s astonishment and Marcus’s delight, “No bindings, no blindfolds, I eat regular meals with the rest of you, and you don’t get to use me five times a day. Only, uh, every other day.”
“Three times a day” Marcus retorted.
“Once a day” Valerie said.
“Twice”
“Fine…”
Marcus eyed her for a long moment, “Fine, deal.” Marcus stood up and stretched, “Now I’m going to get us some food, you get that pussy all warmed up for me while you wait.”
“Yes master” Valerie said with some sarcasm as Marcus and Esbu went off to hunt some food leaving Kate, Fiona and Valerie behind.
“Why’d you agree to that?” Kate blurted, “I’d have never… I…”
“I can take it. He… He was far from the roughest one, and twice a day is… way the hell less then I’ve been getting used to.” Valerie explained, “And he’s not wrong about me… not really.”
“Still to... willingly become a…”
“Better than starving, especially for an owner who doesn’t torture me. Far better than someone in a town seeing my brand and ending up a slave for good. Vastly better than the mercs finding me.”
Kate stared at her thinking things over before taking a breath herself, “I’ll help.”
“You’ll what?”
“I’ll sleep with Marcus too, sometimes, to help if the burden is too much.”
“Ya me too” Fiona chimed in for the first time.
Valerie was flabbergasted, “Why? You should hate me, why are you being so nice…”
Kate pulled the smaller Kitsune woman into a hug, “You’re on your way to understanding what you were, and becoming someone else. Somone that maybe I can be friends with, so I’ll share your burden.
Valerie couldn’t believe it; it was too much. Somone was willing to, her former victim was willing to, for her?
She leaned her face into Kate’s neck and sobbed a little, “Thanks.”
Valerie staggered a bit on her feet as she padded around the slightly less muddy section of bog that served as their new camp. Somehow it was even dirtier and less pleasant than the last one, though she wasn’t tied up at the moment so small blessings. Of course, her legs were being very annoying about working right now hence her pacing about to get her ability to walk back.
The others in the ‘camp’ were Kate, Esbu, Fiona, and Marcus. The escaped slaves were much diminished in quantity, though that didn’t mean the others were all captured, they could be still on the loose just hadn’t regrouped yet. Valerie kept a wary eye on her master. Master was definitively a true word for what Marcus was to her, for he had been instrumental in kidnapping her, stripping her, using her, and even branding her. She scratched at her butt where she remembered the fire heated and crudely carved stone that Marcus had pressed to it. It had hurt, a lot, and while her fur now covered the brand anyone who parted her fur would see that she was marked like a slave.
Just like her family had done to everyone else present.
Valerie sighed, she still couldn’t claim any serious moral high ground over Marcus, and certainly not the others who had not abused her.
“Rest a bit” Kate said, “Your legs will fall out from under you if you push yourself too fast”
Valerie sighed and say down across from the sergal, “Why do you care?”
Kate looked at her for a long moment, “You’re part of the team now, we don’t need you injured.”
“Really? I’m ‘on the team’ just like that? After I…. just…. Why?”
“If you are referring to how you used to slap me around? Called me a dirty slut? Made me literally lick your feet, and used that lightning magic to zap my tits whenever you got jealous that I was bigger than you?” Kate glared at Valerie.
Before Valerie could answer, Esbu interrupted and pulled Kate into a protective hug, “You WHAT?! You would torture her for having bigger boobs than you?”
Valerie sighed, then nodded. It was true after all. She had gotten off on being nasty to her slaves, or rather to her father’s slaves, so she had little to reply to such accusations.
“You little cunt, how dare you…?”
“ESBU!” Kate shouted, shutting him up, “There’s no point anymore, and she’s gotten a good picture of being a bed slave like I was I think.”
There was no arguing that either. Valerie scratched at her ass again. She was a branded bed slave, the personal property of the large sergal named Marcus, who shared her with all his friends. That made things more complicated in the future too. Valerie didn’t know how intricate a brand Marcus had managed to make with a hot rock, but if someone examined her it would be revealed that she was one.
Kitsune were almost never slaves, emphasis on ‘almost’. Sometimes criminals would be sentenced to slavery if they were bad enough, so it wasn’t impossible that a Kitsune would be property, even in Kitsune lands. As such, if she showed up to a town, naked, and got examined by anyone, she might end up at market herself. Getting herself free had gotten harder and riskier. She probably did need friends.
“So, you’re willing to just let me be… one of you?” She asked Kate.
Kate started to nod, but this time it was Marcus’ turn to interject, “Almost. No way a prissy rich girl like you can hunt or trap. So I’ll probably end up helping to support you. That zappy zap of yours is nice, though not the best fee.”
Valerie sighed again, “So what do you want? Master? Its for me to keep being your slave, right?”
Marcus smiled wide, “You got it.”
“No!” Kate said, “You’ve done that enough to punish her don’t you think?”
“No I don’t” Marcus said, “You may have suffered under her, but you are relatively new, this sadistic cunt has been a pain in my literal dick for far longer than she’s been my slave so I’m going to keep her. I’m certainly not going to feed her for free.”
“Oh ya, but what if we handled that?” Kate asked.
“You two are already working overtime to feed your collective girlfriend” Marcus said pointing at Fiona. The petit fox blushed hard at the implication, “Unless you plan on sharing her, or yourself.”
“Fiona’s her own person I can’t ‘share’ her like that… As for myself... I… well…”
“Deal” Valerie chimed in much to everyone’s astonishment and Marcus’s delight, “No bindings, no blindfolds, I eat regular meals with the rest of you, and you don’t get to use me five times a day. Only, uh, every other day.”
“Three times a day” Marcus retorted.
“Once a day” Valerie said.
“Twice”
“Fine…”
Marcus eyed her for a long moment, “Fine, deal.” Marcus stood up and stretched, “Now I’m going to get us some food, you get that pussy all warmed up for me while you wait.”
“Yes master” Valerie said with some sarcasm as Marcus and Esbu went off to hunt some food leaving Kate, Fiona and Valerie behind.
“Why’d you agree to that?” Kate blurted, “I’d have never… I…”
“I can take it. He… He was far from the roughest one, and twice a day is… way the hell less then I’ve been getting used to.” Valerie explained, “And he’s not wrong about me… not really.”
“Still to... willingly become a…”
“Better than starving, especially for an owner who doesn’t torture me. Far better than someone in a town seeing my brand and ending up a slave for good. Vastly better than the mercs finding me.”
Kate stared at her thinking things over before taking a breath herself, “I’ll help.”
“You’ll what?”
“I’ll sleep with Marcus too, sometimes, to help if the burden is too much.”
“Ya me too” Fiona chimed in for the first time.
Valerie was flabbergasted, “Why? You should hate me, why are you being so nice…”
Kate pulled the smaller Kitsune woman into a hug, “You’re on your way to understanding what you were, and becoming someone else. Somone that maybe I can be friends with, so I’ll share your burden.
Valerie couldn’t believe it; it was too much. Somone was willing to, her former victim was willing to, for her?
She leaned her face into Kate’s neck and sobbed a little, “Thanks.”
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