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x by Olibird

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Created: 2022-07-18 22:47:32
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  1. x by Olibird
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  3. https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/24865839/#q24945615
  4. https://ponepaste.org/user/Olibird
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  8. >A brand new pet.
  9. >That’s what Nightmare Moon said awaits you in what used to be Octavia's room.
  10. >Not a new prisoner, not a pony you need to interrogate, not a new servant. A new pet.
  11. >Sure, you've a rather large number of ponies you've played with over the years, but there was always a reason for it, you'd break them and that would be it.
  12. >Nightmare's never just given you another pet.
  13. >You’ve had only ever had your six slaves. Between them, Celestia, the numerous ponies you've been tasked with ‘breaking’, your increased duties helping run the empire, and Nightmare’s constant games involving the other prisoners, your plate's completely full.
  14. >At least she stopped having you physically go out on patrol.
  15. >Still, you don't really know how you'll make time for a new pet, especially if they end up being as hard to break as Twilight was.
  16. >You were about ready to decline when Nightmare made it very clear that this pony-whose name she wouldn’t even tell you-would either be your pet or put to death.
  17. >Despite the innumerable horrendous things you've done, part of you still balks at the thought of actually having someone killed, especially for a stupid reason like "you're busy."
  18. >You've had to draw the line SOMEWHERE, dammit.
  19. >You pause with your hand on the doorknob.
  20. >Now that you think about it, you have no idea where Octavia's sleeping now...it better not be on the floor somewhere. Again.
  21. >You'll have to find out when you're done here.
  22.  
  23. >Taking a well practiced posture, you push the door open and swagger in, staring down your nose at the much smaller pony.
  24. >It's so routine it's almost become boring. Almost.
  25. >Taking long strides to play up your alien nature, you approach the unicorn chained to the wall, curled up as tightly as she could in a ball.
  26. >Her ears twitch as you approach, prompting her to look up.
  27. >Her hooves slip from the top of her head to reveal her brilliant, the punishment collar around her neck a sharp contrast to the rest of her brightly colored fur.
  28. >"Whu-whaa...?"
  29. >Wait a second. That voice. You know that voice.
  30. >As you make sure to keep your expression from betraying you, you dig through old, almost forgotten memories.
  31. >That voice, the mane, her orange fur...you remember her. From your old life, from the show.
  32. >Guess that answers THAT old debate.
  33. "Sunset Shimmer."
  34.  
  35. >Her pupils shrink to pinpricks as her mind no doubt races. Unlike almost every other pony you’ve “played” with, she should know exactly what you are. How much of an impossibility your presence is.
  36. >"Wh-who are you? How are you still human? Where's Celestia, I demand to see her!"
  37. >She really has no idea what she's in for, does she?
  38. >You’re so used to ponies begging for their lives at this point. They may not know the specifics of what you do, but the public knows it isn’t good.
  39. >You always did love it back when they didn’t know what's in store.
  40. >This is going to be FUN.
  41. “All you need to know, Sunset, is who I am. I am your master, and you are my newest slave. Understand?"
  42. >She blinks in confusion. You'd think the fact that she's literally chained to the wall would have given her a hint.
  43. >"Don't be ridiculous, now tell me-"
  44. >You slap her before she can finish that train of thought, sending the bound unicorn reeling.
  45. >Without giving her time to react, you grab her mane and pull her head forward, the chains rattling as they quickly hit their limit.
  46. “Are you trying to give ME an order, slave? Funny, I thought Celestia only picked smart ponies to be her students.”
  47. >Her eyes flash, going from raw instinctual fear to...something a bit more complex.
  48. >Hey, you have a lot more practice reading the negative spectrum of pony emotions than you do the positive.
  49. >"Pony? I-I'm not a pony, I'm a human, like you! I was just going to school and fell through the statue and then I was turned into this and I don’t know where I am and I just wanna go home!”
  50. >You know, she might have been able to fool you if you didn’t remember that she was supposed to come back to Equestria for...something.
  51. >It’s been a long time since the show matched reality. You haven’t exactly had a reason to remember every little detail, especially the movies.
  52. >Still, this could be...amusing to play along.
  53.  
  54. >You kneel down with mock concern on your face.
  55. “Oh? You’re human, just like me? You don't look like any human I've ever seen. Prove it."
  56. >"I told you, I got turned into this! I used to have hands and feet and..." Her eyes meet yours, outwardly pleading as they seemingly search for any sign she's convinced you.
  57. >Finding none, she continues on, "They-they smashed my phone! The other horses-I'd show you if I had it! I-"
  58. >You've already grown tired of this game. It wasn't nearly as much fun as you'd hoped, all she's doing is dropping buzzwords that no human WOULD know to drop.
  59. >With another yank of her mane you cut her off, drinking in her yelp before growling out,
  60. "You specifically asked to see Celestia. No human would know the name of the former ruler of Equestria."
  61. >That stops the red and yellow unicorn cold. "F-former...?"
  62. >Your lips twist into a sick grin. That uncertainty, tinged by the slightest amount of fear is absolutely delicious.
  63. >You really HAVE missed that.
  64. "That's right, Sunset. Former. As in, no more. As in, the ruler of Equestria is no longer Celestia, but Empress Nightmare Moon."
  65. >"The...the mare in the moon? You're lying."
  66. >She glares at you, her conviction a sharp contrast to the rather helpless position she's in.
  67. "Funny, a human wouldn't know that either. I don't lie to my pets, Sunset, and I expect the same from you."
  68. >"That was just a story they told foals to explain the monster from Nightmare Nigh-"
  69. "Bad girl!"
  70. >With a yelp, the mare's legs slip out from under her. You let go of her mane and let her drop to the floor, spasming in agony.
  71. >Punishment collars. What would you do without them?
  72. >You let her stew for a minute, listening to her strangled screams as she continues to thrash before you.
  73. >It's only after you're a few seconds past what anyone would consider a reasonable amount of time before you finally give the command word to stop the collar.
  74.  
  75. >You grab her by her horn and twist her around until you're sure she's looking at you.
  76. >She gasps for breath, mewling softly between them as you speak,
  77. "If you EVER speak about the Empress like that again, I won't turn it off. I'll let you die screaming. Got it, pet?"
  78. >You can feel Sunset try to nod her head, your steady hand preventing her from doing so.
  79. "Since you want to talk about monsters, then let me tell you about a REAL monster. Let me tell you what happened while you were away,"
  80. >You squat before her.
  81. "You see Sunset, Celestia knew when Nightmare Moon would return. She knew the exact day, so she prepared. She set up a school to find the best and brightest unicorns there were, and of them, she picked out the most talented unicorn there ever was and trained her, taught her everything she would need to know to stop Nightmare Moon."
  82. "But this unicorn refused. Being the savior of Equestria wasn't good enough for her. She spat in the face of the one who gave her so very much and ran off to another world, leaving everyone who ever loved her to be enslaved."
  83. >There's a flash in your pet's eyes as any doubt she had as to the story's subject is erased.
  84. >"No..."
  85. >She tries to shake her head, but your hand keeps it still.
  86. >You aren't going to let her try and deny this.
  87. "Celestia had no idea what to do. She had to scramble to prepare her second-best student, with almost no time to do so...and that student delivered the kingdom right to Nightmare Moon.”
  88. >Her eyes dart around, trying to look at anything but you, to distract herself from the truth.
  89. “Look at me, Sunset.”
  90. >Just as you start to hit the limits of your patience, she meets your gaze.
  91.  
  92. >”Are...are you saying..?”
  93. “That you’re the reason why Nightmare Moon rules now? That’s right. Your little vacation cost quite a lot of ponies dearly. Including your mentor.”
  94. >”Does...that mean I should be rewarded? I’m the reason she’s in charge, after all.”
  95. >You’re too stunned for a moment at the audacity of that question to be angry.
  96. >She’s really a cut-throat bitch, isn’t she?
  97. >Well...not for long. That’s not an attractive trait in a slave.
  98. >That surprise soon yields to your anger. You may have gotten a bit better at holding your temper, but it’s still a force to be reckoned with.
  99. >Your hand pulls away from her horn, only to come crashing down on her in an open handed slap.
  100. “This is your reward! You get the privilege of being my slave, instead of being thrown out in the cold. You’ve been gone for so long, they’d all instantly know that there’s something wrong about you, that you aren’t right. No one else would take you in, give you food and shelter like I have, Sunset, and there’s no one out there that will put up with you, like they did in the other world.”
  101. “Your reward is getting to LIVE as my slave. You should be kissing my feet in thanks.”
  102. >She blinks twice. You get ready to start properly beating her into submission if she’s going to struggle, before she blurts out, “You’re right!”
  103. >Wait...what?
  104. >”You’re right, master, I’m sorry!” She squirms around, struggling against the chains to get to her hooves.
  105. >You simply stare at her, dumbstruck as she strains against the chains holding her to juuust barely plant a kiss on your shoe, her lips managing a feather’s touch before she stumbles backwards.
  106. >Well that...wasn’t quite what you had expected.
  107. >You had hoped for a bit more resistance, it makes the final break all the more sweeter.
  108. >Maybe you’ve gotten too good at this...or maybe she doesn’t quite realize what you mean by slave.
  109.  
  110. >You stand up and look down at her, her large, light blue eyes staring back up at you.
  111. “Take off my pants, Sunset. Without magic.”
  112. >Her eyes trail down your form, stopping as they reach the bulge in your pants.
  113. >”You...you want me to what?”
  114. “Don’t make me repeat myself. If you want this gift, then you need to prove it.”
  115. >”I…” She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath, squandering what little patience you have left for her. “I’ll do it.”
  116. “I’ll do it master.”
  117. >You correct her, your hands balling into fists as you begin to think your latter suspicion was right.
  118. >”I’ll do it. Master.”
  119. >With that, she takes your zipper in her teeth and carefully pulls it down, the muscles on her back visibly tightening from what you can only assume to be disgust.
  120. >She was human long enough to have gotten used to using hands for things like this, apparently.
  121. >Good.
  122. >She then fights with the button, taking longer than any pony you’ve broken to undo it.
  123. >It was rather sexy for the first minute or so...but after that, it just got annoying.
  124. “Tick tock, Sunset. Or did Nightmare make a mistake by letting you live?”
  125. >Her eyes dart up at you, fear filled, before she redoubles her efforts to undo the button.
  126. "If you break it, I'll throw you out along with the pants.”
  127. >”No! No master, I’ll get it!”
  128. >She grabs at your pants with a hoof...somehow...and pulls them out a bit, her tongue working away at the button.
  129. >Despite all your time here, you still cannot figure out how the hell ponies do that.
  130. >The few explanations you’ve gotten have been a bit...lacking, to say the least.
  131. >However, it manages to do the job, your pants coming loose and quickly falling to your ankles, your cock protruding from your underwear.
  132. “I’m sure you know what to do with that.”
  133.  
  134. >She wordlessly leans forward and closes her mouth around your shaft, wasting no time in getting to work.
  135. >Bobbing up and down your length, she licks at your head, her broad tongue getting all the right places, all without even a hint of teeth.
  136. >Holy hell, she’s good at this.
  137. >Part of you wonders if her experience at this sort of thing has anything to do with how she got by on Earth.
  138. >It’s not long before you wrap your hands around her head, one gripping her horn as another grabs a fistful of her hair, all while she works diligently on your cock.
  139. >You want more.
  140. >You thrust into her mouth, forcing your entire cock into her, your tip pushing down into her throat, earning yourself a muffled yelp from your pet.
  141. >She gags against you, stopping her own bobbing. A forehoof clacks against the floor as she tries to regain control over her gag reflex.
  142. >Well, you can’t have that.
  143. >Holding her head still, you pull back before thrusting hard into her yet again. She cries out around your cock, but she doesn’t try to pull away.
  144. >If anything, she tries to push forward, but your tight grip on her stops that.
  145. >Again and again you thrust into her throat, your pet shaking and quivering as you use her, until...there they are.
  146. >Tears start to run down her cheeks as the discomfort becomes too much for her, the realization of her new place hitting home.
  147. >It’s exactly what you need.
  148. >You pull her head back, the only warning she gets before you cum, your thick ropes of seed spurting onto her tongue.
  149. >You don’t let go of her head, keeping her from pulling off your dick.
  150. “Swallow.”
  151. >It takes her a few attempts, but she finally does so, with tears streaming down all the while.
  152.  
  153. >It’s only once she’s finished do you release her, putting your pants back on while she blinks away those tears.
  154. >Before she finishes, you reach down and pet over her mane. She stiffens before leaning against you.
  155. “That was a C+ at best. You’ve obviously had some practice, but there’s still plenty you need to work on.”
  156. >She nods, mumbling out, “Yes master.”
  157. “However, you still passed, so it’s something we’ll work on later. For now, though, I’ll have someone get these chains off you and put some furniture in here.”
  158. >"Yes master. Thank you master."
  159. >You frown, looking down at your pet, seeing that she's staring straight ahead.
  160. >That sounded more than a tad far off. She's not paying attention.
  161. >You need to fix that.
  162. "Look at me, slave."
  163. >With a jerk, she follows your command, once again meeting your gaze.
  164. "You're going to need a new name. Sunset Shimmer just doesn't work when the sun's set for the last time years ago. How about Slut Hooves? You obviously were one in the other world."
  165. >"I..." Her ears slowly sink down to the side of her head, her eyes searching yours for any hint that you're joking, finding none.
  166. >"I...think you're right. Master. Thank you. I like that name."
  167. "I didn't ask if you liked it."
  168. >She winces, lowering her head, but without breaking your gaze.
  169. >You give her a few scratches behind her ear to help remind her that she's no longer human and leave her to stew.
  170. >She broke faster than you expected, you still have plenty of free time before you're needed to make an appearance with Nightmare, something about inspecting a potential stud for her 'breeding program.'
  171. >If you didn't know better, you'd think she was running that whole thing to be a mother by proxy.
  172. >With a contented sigh, you look around at the doors to your pet's rooms as you walk down the hall. Slut broke so fast that you should have juuust enough time to play with one of them.
  173.  
  174. >...She did break fast, didn't she?
  175. >You must have gotten really good at this.
  176. >Well of course you have, you've had PLENTY of practice over the years.
  177. >Still, that was almost disappointing.
  178. >Your first proper pet in years and you've already burned through the fun part.
  179. >Hell, faster than even Fluttershy.
  180. >...Too fast.
  181. >You whirl around to stare at your latest pet's door, your eyes boring holes in it.
  182. >You fucked up.
  183. >She didn't break at all, she PLAYED you, and you took the bait hook, line, and sinker!
  184. >She gave you juuuust enough resistance to fool you, and you COMPLETELY fell for it.
  185. >At once, that mental dam that holds back your great temper, the one that scares even you, bursts.
  186. >With a snarl, you charge towards the door and grab the handle, ready to beat the mare until you forget why, until she's learned her new place in the world.
  187. >But just as you're about to tear the door open, a small voice chimes through your roaring anger, giving you pause.
  188. >If you go in there, it won't matter what you do.
  189. >You could beat her within an inch of her life, but it wouldn't break her.
  190. >You could degrade her, torture her, make her lower than any other pet, but if you go back in there now, she'll know that she won. She'll know she beat you.
  191. >That thought only enrages you further.
  192. >Barely able to see straight, you stalk to the end of the hall until you see a guard.
  193. >Ignoring his salute, you bark out,
  194. "You! Get me Octavia! I want her here now. Not two minutes! Now!"
  195. >He stammers out, "Y-yes m'lord!" before scurrying off.
  196. >Once he's gone, you punch the wall, trying to get ahold of yourself.
  197. >Tormenting your pets when you're like this never ends well, and you need to come up with a plan to deal with giant mistake you made.
  198. >It took two minutes before you hear your personal maid behind you.
  199. >That didn't help things.
  200. >"You requested me, master?"
  201.  
  202. >With a deep, shaking breath, you turn around, looking down at your bowing servant.
  203. "Octavia. Where are you staying now?”
  204. >She blinks in confusion before answering, “I’ve been moved to be closer to your and the Empress’s bedroom, master.”
  205. “Good.”
  206. >That bit of pleasant news certainly sooths your temper,
  207. ”I have a new pet, Octavia. She’s the reason you’ve been moved.”
  208. >”So I’ve heard, master. She was an intruder?”
  209. >Well...that would explain where they got her.
  210. >She came through the mirror for...something, and it was never moved, of course she would appear here.
  211. >You can’t let Octavia know you hadn’t known that.
  212. “That’s right. She was so desperate to get in that we decided to give her exactly what she wants. She gets to stay here forever.”
  213. >Verbally processing that information helps you regain full control over yourself. You no longer feel the overwhelming urge to take out all your anger and frustration out on every pony you see.
  214. “I called you here because I want you to do what you do best.”
  215. >Your maid blinks yet again.
  216. >”You...wish for me to take care of her like the others? Of course I would master, I had alre-”
  217. >With a wave of your hand, you silence her.
  218. “She’s not fully trained yet. I want you to let her out of her chains, but do not bring any furniture in. Not yet. When she asks you about any sort of large mirror, tell her you saw one being moved to the East Ballroom.”
  219. >Octavia bows once again, her nose almost touching the floor, “As you wish, master.”
  220. >Without another word, you head off to go make sure exactly that happens, the beginnings of a plan starting to form in your mind.
  221. >You pause as you pass by Twilight’s door on the way out.
  222. >...You still have time before your meeting.
  223. >The look on Twilight’s face when she finds out you have a suitable bearer of the Element of Magic to replace her, that you no longer have any use for her would be priceless….
  224.  
  225. >You sit in a too-small chair, reading various reports by the light of a single candle in the otherwise pitch black room.
  226. >Turned out, Nightmare was pretty pissed off when you asked if she’d be ok with you destroying a priceless, one-of-a-kind magical artifact, just to prove a point to your newest pet.
  227. >...You can’t really blame her on that one.
  228. >Especially when you neglected to mention the three little fishies that might end up eventually posing a problem.
  229. >You haven't told her about the show before, and you certainly aren't about to at this point.
  230. >Still, you DID manage to convince her to have some craftsponies throw together a perfect replica of the thing.
  231. >The text on the scroll before you is starting to get a tad blurry, all the words are jumbling together.
  232. >You know the measures to keep her locked in her room are very good, but Slut’s a crafty little pony, she should have been here by now...you can’t let yourself fall asleep before she gets here.
  233. >...If she gets here.
  234. >You’re starting to regret not telling Octavia to leave some obvious way for your pet to escape.
  235. >It’s around the fifth time you’ve read the same incident log for the "Second Pegasi squad, Canterlot division," without processing a word in the thing, when you hear the light clip clop of hooves.
  236. >Some pony is trying to be sneaky, and is being very, very bad at doing so.
  237. >Well, you know of only one pony who is out of practice at being a pony.
  238. >You blow out the candle and reach for the weapon you’ve hidden under the table, hefting it out and onto your shoulder with a grunt.
  239. >You really miss the sword Nightmare had given you.
  240. >Combined with your armor, it helped make you look like a proper bad-ass, even if you weren’t actually dangerous..
  241. >The first time Nightmare caught you swinging the thing, she took it away from you and replaced it with, “a weapon more fitting for such a brutish creature.”
  242. >She gave you a club straight out of the Flintstones.
  243.  
  244. >Without hooves, you have a much easier time sneaking behind the mirror than you pet has getting around.
  245. >It isn’t long before the light from the hallway spills into the room, followed by the sounds of a galloping horse.
  246. >You take a deep breath before stepping out, in front of the mirror, confirming with a glance that yes, it is infact your pet.
  247. “I don’t remember saying you could leave your room, Slut.”
  248. >The shock registers on her face only for a moment before turning into grim determination.
  249. >She won’t have that look for long.
  250. >”My name’s Sunset!”
  251. >Her horn sparks, causing the chains that had previously bound her to uncoil from around her barrel and fly out at you.
  252. >Cute. She really is Twilight 2.0.
  253. >You don't even try to dodge it, deciding it’s time for her to learn why she shouldn’t use magic on the human, the same lesson you’ve taught plenty of other unicorns.
  254. >...Hang on, why’s her magic only holding on to the outer two-most links?
  255. >The chain hits you right in the neck, roughly where you had expected.
  256. >Unlike what you had expected, it actually wraps around your neck, quickly cutting off your ability to breathe as the links cut into your skin, the whole thing coiling twice around your neck before going limp.
  257. >...Shit.
  258. >Shit!
  259. >Of course the one who WAS human would know how to hurt a human!
  260. >You can really be an idiot sometimes.
  261. >Using your free hand, you grab at the chain currently strangling you as you start to gag, trying to loosen them, before you see your pet charging at you, her horn glowing again.
  262. >Fuck.
  263. >Assuming this doesn’t kill you, Nightmare’s going to be pissed.
  264.  
  265. >Dropping your...mace from your shoulder, you spin around, swinging the thing as best as you can with one hand.
  266. >You manage to get the thing going, but you also manage to completely miss your pet, said pet disappearing in what must be a teleport an instant before your mace swings...well, a good foot in front of where she was.
  267. >The momentum carries you, spinning you around just as your pet reappears between you and the mirror.
  268. >Before she has a chance to discover your deception, your club crashes into the thing, shattering the mirror and tearing the big fancy frame apart before leaving your grip and landing somewhere in the shadows.
  269. >Not quite the major league baseball swing you had envisioned, but it worked.
  270. >”No!” She screams out, reaching a forehoof out towards the twisted remnants of what she had thought was her escape.
  271. >”Nooo, no, no, n-not the portal, it-it has to still work…”
  272. >Your pet paws over the inside of the mirror with a trembling hoof, before pouncing on the larger pieces of glass, her magic gathering them up.
  273. >...The edges of your vision are getting dark.
  274. >You turn away from the spectacle of your pet desperately trying to reassemble the mirror, all the while whimpering to herself, sounding closer and closer to tears, and instead concentrate on unwrapping this chain.
  275. >If you can’t get it off soon, it might literally kill you.
  276. >..You aren’t quite sure if you’re more afraid of actually being dead, or what Nightmare’s reaction to finding out that you’re dead would be.
  277. >If there’s an afterlife, she’ll probably find some way to come get you just to punish you for daring to die on her.
  278. >...You’re getting really woozy now, and it’s harder to move your fingers.
  279. >Faintly, you can hear Slut in the background, openly bawling.
  280. >...You’re missing those tears, and that just pisses you off.
  281.  
  282. >Almost at once, that chain gives way, letting you uncoil the thing from your neck.
  283. >You clutch the thing before you, squeezing it as you try to avoid making a big show of gasping for air.
  284. >You can’t show any sign of weakness in front of your pet, after all.
  285. >As the world comes back into focus, you look over to see your pet, curled up on herself, surrounded by broken glass, crying her eyes out.
  286. >...You missed it. She broke and she made you miss it.
  287. >You squeeze that chain as you contemplate returning the favor. Do unto others, after all.
  288. >...Noooo. You haven’t lost control on your pets in a long time.
  289. >That’s not something you can afford to do now, especially not to one who hasn’t been fully trained.
  290. >Even if she did just try to kill you.
  291. >You drop the chain, the resulting rattle startling your pet into looking up at you, revealing the black collar around her neck.
  292. >...Right. She still has the punishment collar on.
  293. >How could you forget that? Why didn't you just turn it on?!
  294. “Go back to your room, Slut.”
  295. >She blinks, wiping her nose with a hoof. “Wh-what?”
  296. “You heard me. Go back to your room and wait for me. I’ll deal with your punishment when I get there.”
  297. >She’s going to get a BIG one. Once you can think rationally.
  298. >Her voice shakes as she tries to suppress her sobbing, climbing to her hooves, “No-oh. I’m not-not a slave. I won-I won’t go back.”
  299. >You point out the windows at the star studded sky.
  300. “Where else would you go? The Equestria you knew is dead, Slut. Like you’d want to be, if you try and go out of the castle. Once Nightmare finds out you attacked me, she’ll make you wish she’d just kill you. You missed your chance to go back and be human again. There’s only one place left for you.”
  301. >She looks between your face, the windows, and the broken glass surrounding her.
  302. >”I...I…”
  303. “Last chance. Accept your place as my slave and go back to your room.”
  304.  
  305. >Her eyes slowly close as her face scrunches up, her whole body tensing as her dignity wages war with her preservation instincts.
  306. >At once, she deflates, her legs going limp, her head sinking to the floor.
  307. >“Yes master.”
  308. >She turns around and drags herself out all the while sobbing to herself.
  309. >Deciding you can spare her a small amount of comfort, you walk over and rest your hand on her back, walking with her for a moment.
  310. “It’s not nearly as bad as you’re making it out to be, Slut. You’ll learn to love it, I can promise you that. All my other slaves have."
  311. >She nods, sobbing too hard now to respond verbally.
  312. >You leave her side once she enters the hallway, heading to recollect those reports and your...mace, deciding that one of the maids can handle the broken mirror in the middle of the room.
  313. >For now...you’re going to get some sleep, and you’ll deal with your pet’s punishment in the ‘morning.’
  314. >You have no doubt you’ll find her waiting for you in her room, especially after that little showing.
  315. >After all, where else WOULD she go?

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by grapenut