Her nickname is "Tanj", and she's certainly living up to 
it.  For her, it seems, “There Ain’t No Justice.”  As a 
young engineer on a tramp space freighter, this Cheetah-
morph found herself the victim of a scam, sold into 
slavery, and trained as a sex-slave.  Sold to pirates, she 
finds herself as a pawn in a much larger struggle.  This 
story contains bondage, non-consensual sex, and hopefully 
some humor, adventure and intrigue.  Adults only, PLEASE!


Tanj's tale; In the Beginning
Stardate 2397.00                                                                             
By Kittiara

Tanj cursed and dragged herself out of the access duct.  
The flow controller for the port APU had gone down again, 
and it had been a scramble to get it replaced before the 
fusion reactor shut itself down.  It'd been the last spare 
too.  She gathered her tools, and the overalls she'd 
removed, to keep from getting them snagged on the rough 
insides of the access duct, and headed for the Wardroom.  
It wasn't like the rest of the crew hadn't seen her in just 
her fur before.

Benny, an Otter-morph, and the ship's "purser" looked up 
from a  cup of coffee and his ever-present data padd as the 
Cheetah fem slouched into the Wardroom.  "got it fixed 
again, Tanj?" he said with a look of concern on his face.  
Tanj nodded, dumped her tools on a countertop and went to 
get herself a cup of coffee.  "Yeah, it'll hold together 
for a little while, until the harmonics blow that one too.  
We need a major overhaul; this bucket is being held 
together by baling wire, duct tape, and the sheer force of 
my will.  Benny nodded; "well, if we pull this one off, we 
should have enough to keep us going for a while.  I hope.  
All we have to do is to get past the pirates......."

The S.V. Lost Cause was an old tramp freighter, of the 
Provider class.  Her Captain, Joshua "Squint" Matthews, an 
Ursoid (bear-morph), was also the majority stockholder, but 
the other three members of the crew also held a share.  In 
fact, that'd been about all Squint had been able to pay 
them with, for some time, an ever increasing share of an 
antique ship about to fall apart.  In addition to Benny and 
Tanj, Samantha Pettigrew, a Lepine (rabbit-morph) filled 
the slot of "First Officer".  She and Squint had been 
together in the military, decades before, and the "Lost 
Cause" was a sort of second career for them.  Tanj was the 
youngest of the crew, more or less fresh out of Tech 
school, holding her Second Engineer's license, and she was 
sure that both Sam's and Squint's pensions were all that 
kept the Lost Cause moving, and the crew together.

"I tell you, Benny", whatever it is we have in the hold'd 
better pay out, or we're never going to get this tub away 
from the dock again." Tanj said between sips of her coffee.  
"We're pretty much at the end of our rope".  Benny nodded 
and looked at his PADD; "Weeeeeellll, I've seen what the 
skipper set up on this one, and if we can deliver it to 
Elysium, we shouldn't have to worry".  Tanj sighed and 
shook her head.  Draining her cup she placed it in the sink 
(the recycler was down too), gathered up her tools and her 
overall, and headed out with a silent wave.

She was just stepping out of a nice hot shower heading for 
the dryer, when the alarms went off.  "ALL HANDS MAN YOUR 
BATTLE STATIONS!" thundered through the ship.  As Tanj 
dashed for Engineering, Squint came on the Intercom; "we've 
got Pirates inbound; all hands stand by for evasive 
maneuvering!"  Tanj moaned as she dropped into a station 
chair at the main power distribution console, and struggled 
to fasten her harness; "NOOOOOOO!" she thought to herself; 
"there's no way the inertial dampers will take the strain!"  
Sure enough, as she felt the ship start a turn to the left, 
she heard a snap as a breaker blew, and gravity tugged at 
her hard!  No impressive display of pyrotechnics, the 
inertial dampening system gave up the ghost with a whimper.  
Tanj watched aghast as indicators went dead all through the 
ship.  "Engineering to Bridge!  We've lost the Inertial 
Dampening System!  Mind how you throw us around, or we'll 
loose the rest!"  After a moment she heard Sam respond; 
"Bridge to Engineering, yeah, we kinda noticed.  Got the 
pirates closing fast.  Cut life support and throw 
everything you can to aft shields and to the drives.  Never 
mind the guns, they'd be useless against shields like that 
pirate's got."  Tanj sweated over her board, doing what she 
could to urge the last erg of power out of the tortured 
system, knowing it was a fart in a windstorm.

The ship shuddered into another sudden turn, and Tanj 
watched aghast as more systems failed.  She heard Sam's 
voice from the bridge yell "we're being scanned!" and then 
the intercom died.  Amazingly, at that point the Intership 
comm system came on, and she heard a stranger laughing; 
"You guys aren't worth boarding!  Geez, what a piece of 
junk!"  Tanj felt the fur at the back of her neck stand on 
end; Dammit, this ship might not be much, but it was HERS 
(at least partly), and it wasn't THAT bad.....  "Oh, by the 
way" the voice continued "Did you know you had a fire on 
Deck 3?"  Tanj sighed.  "There goes the inverter in the air 
recycling system.  again."  As she unsnapped her 
restraints, she heard Squint announce "secure from battle 
stations; they're gone", and felt the harmonics of the 
ship's drive decrease through the floor plates.  Trotting 
off, still dripping from her shower, she went to fight 
again one of her most persistent problems.

The fire was finally out; this one had been more persistent 
than usual.  Over the years there'd been an amazing buildup 
of dust, grease and hair in the air recycler ducts, and 
when the inverter on the main air handler overheated, it 
tended to touch off a smoldering, smoky, STINKING fire.  
The ducts needed to be cleaned bad.  As she moved back 
towards her quarters, wondering if another shower would be 
bad for her fur, she passed through the cargo hold.  The 
charter cargo, sealed in special boxes, occupied center 
stage.  Whatever that was, the pirates hadn't picked it up 
on their scans, as advertised.  Tanj idly wondered what 
could be so important, but then dismissed the thought.  "As 
long as it pays the bills" she told herself firmly.

It was thirty hours later that they entered the Elysium 
inner system.  Tanj sat in the Wardroom, drinking coffee as 
she listened to Squint on the Bridge, argue with InSystem 
Traffic Control.  "YES we're EXPECTED!  Just ask Jones, of 
the Cartel!  We've got a Charter cargo!  I don't give a 
Crap what we look like, we got in past the Pirates, didn't 
we?"  Tanj hoped that Squint was talking to them on a tight 
beam; if the pirates found out they'd been fooled, there 
might be hell to pay on the outbound leg.  Finally Squint 
calmed down, and Tanj assumed InSys had finally given them 
a docking assignment.  

Tanj was disappointed when they were vectored to the 
orbiting space station.  She'd hoped to be able to 
completely shut the powerplant down, dirtside, for some 
repairs and adjustments.  Given their financial status, 
dockside power was NOT an option.  Still, when the bridge 
signaled "Done with Engines", she powered down what she 
could, and looked over her "to do" list.  She was dimly 
aware of Squint leaving the ship, as he headed to talk to 
the station folks about delivering the cargo.  Her 
attention was wholly consumed by the mess that was the 
Inertial Damper System.  She was about half-way into the 
job when she heard the rumbles and clangs through the ship 
that signaled the cargo airlock being opened, and droids 
moving into the ship to carry off the cargo.

After doing what she could with the system, restoring it to 
about 37% of its rated capacity, Tanj looked at her chrono 
and was amazed to see it'd been 31 hours!  No wonder she 
was exhausted!  "Cuppa coffee, and then a shower, and BED" 
she promised herself as she put away her tools.  But as she 
entered the wardroom, the looks on Sam and Benny's faces 
brought her instantly awake.  "What'd I miss?" she yawned.  
Sam looked up from her coffee mug; "The Captain's not back 
yet".  If she was using his title, it must be grim, Tanj 
thought.  "when was the last time you heard from him?"  
"When he left to go check in with the dockmaster" Benny 
replied in a quiet voice.  "Yes, I've called over there.  
Repeatedly.  Getting a Class A runaround.  Something's 
wrong.  MAJOR wrong!"  Tanj could only nod in agreement.  
"What do you think we should do about it?"  Tanj asked.  
Sam just shrugged; "we certainly can't stage a commando 
raid on the station to rescue the Captain.  In the first 
place, this place is just shady enough to have massive 
security; there aren't enough of us.  In the second place, 
we don't know that he's in that kinda trouble (although I 
can't imagine him wandering off and getting drunk, and not 
telling us, or even finding a long lost love, or whatever, 
and being so preoccupied he wouldn't think to call 
in.....).  Things were discussed for a while, as they so 
often are, going round and round in circles.  Eventually 
they came to the conclusion they HAD to go look for him.  
Each departed to change, to make themselves as presentable 
as possible before leaving the ship.

Tanj returned to her quarters and laid out her best 
jumpsuit. She brushed her hair, and tied it back with a 
ribbon, got dressed and with a last look around to make 
sure all was in order, left to meet her crewmates at the 
airlock.

Benny, not uncharacteristically, was the last to arrive, 
not looking significantly different than when they'd left 
the wardroom.  The three cycled through the personnel 
airlock, and were just closing the door when a half dozen 
station police entered the gangway.  Sam looked at them, 
and then nodded; "you've found our Captain, then?"  The 
sergeant in charge nodded; "Oh, yeah, we found him all 
right.  He's in custody".  Benny sighed; "And what, 
officer, is the charge?"  The Sergeant smirked; "Failure to 
pay Docking and Entry fees, Assaulting an Elysium citizen, 
and then we found out the cargo was "contraband". Benny 
snorted; "there's no such thing in this system!  Everyone 
knows that you can get _anything_ in Elysium!  One of the 
cops growled back; "Shut your mouth, you; if _WE_ say its 
contraband, then its contraband!  We're here to impound 
your ship as evidence".  Tanj thought her jaw was going to 
hit the floor.  This couldn't be true!  Sam's eyes 
narrowed; "when's his arraignment?"  One of the cops 
chuckled; 'all ready been done; he's been bound over for 
trial.  'Course that'll probably be in about 15 months, the 
backlog being what it is and all......"  Sam growled; "Do 
you mean to tell me that our ship will be impounded until 
the trial, _FIFTEEN_MONTHS_FROM_NOW?"  The cops just beamed 
and nodded.  "Uh, well, ah, we don't want any trouble, 
officers, just let us get our personal stuff out of the 
ship and we'll get out of your way"  Tanj said.  "Can't let 
you do that, SweetCakes", the Sergeant said; "Ship's sealed 
as of now; NO tampering with the evidence.  "Not even if 
one of you were to escort us, VIDEOTAPE us, as we get our 
stuff?"  Benny asked.  "Nope; got our rules, we do.  NO one 
goes in that ship until the forensics team arrives, and NO 
ONE after that until the  trial!"  "Well, can we see him?  
Talk to him?" Sam asked, a stony look on her face.  The 
cops just grinned and shook their heads no.  "Go on, you 
bilgerats, get out of here now, and DON'T let me catch you 
loitering around here.  This ship will be guarded, and 
we'll shoot trespassers!

Tanj hooked claws into her crewmate's clothes and used the 
grip to tug them down the companionway; "we can't do 
anything _now_, there are too many of them!  Lets see if we 
can find a lawyer or something!"  As they moved slowly away 
from their ship, their home, and just about everything they 
had in the universe, they saw the airlock sealed, and 
guards, live and electronic, posted.

When they'd moved into the station proper, Benny pulled 
them into a huddle; "before we left, how much money did you 
bring with you?"  Tanj snorted; "Hell, Benny, I brought 
every credit I've got to my name; about enough for a decent 
meal!  Its been a LONG time since our last paycheck, ya 
know!"  Benny just nodded sadly; "I've got about forty 
credits; Sam?"  Sam sighed and said; "I've got about two 
hundred.  I'd been saving it for a disaster, and I guess 
this qualifies.  Thought we might need a bribe or 
something.  Never expected _this_!"  "O.K." Benny said; 
"First things first.  Lets see if we can find out what 
really happened, and then see if we can find a lawyer.  One 
who'll take a case on "speculation"......

A trip to the Station business office got them cold stares 
from the staff, and the suggestion that they inquire at the 
police station.  Trudging half way around the station to 
the central police station left them exhausted, but was 
cheaper than the public transportation (let alone a cab).  
There, they received more frosty stares, and were informed 
that the report was not yet complete, and they should check 
back in three days.  Leaving, they decided to pursue other 
avenues of information (hopefully ones that wouldn't be 
quite so openly hostile).  It shouldn't have surprised them 
how much a public terminal cost.  Grumbling they rented one 
for an hour, and started searching for records of what had 
happened to their Captain.  The police database showed no 
information beyond what they'd been told.  It also showed 
that despite the fact that the space station was the size 
of a small city, there were no attorneys in private 
practice!  They found several dirtside, but none of them 
were willing to take a case, no matter what the situation, 
on speculation.  The cheapest one they could find wanted 
1,000 credits just to review the situation!  Finally they 
gave up, and Sam tried to use the terminal to send a 
message to some old friends, to see if they could forward 
some cash to her.  The three crewmates blinked in amazement 
as the terminal informed them that they had to apply for 
permission to send an interstellar message!  Of course, by 
this time, the government offices they had to go to were 
closed for the day!.  Benny tried to use the terminal to 
access what meager accounts the ship had in its "home port" 
system, only to be told that currency transfers of that 
sort were prohibited by the Elysium government.  Sinking 
back in his seat, Benny looked at his crewmates; "I think 
they've got us screwed.  I think they've stacked the deck 
against ANYONE in our situation.  In fact, I'd suspect the 
whole thing was a set-up from the start.  What was in those 
containers, or at least what was SUPPOSED to be in those 
containers was NOT contraband.  Valuable, yes, but NOT 
contraband.  I think the customers have bribed the 
government offices here to screw us.  Probably with OUR 
ship as "payment".......  "So what do we do?"  Tanj asked.  
"We won't get very far on what money we have; we can't seem 
to get more, either, and I have the nasty suspicion that 
this place does NOT take kindly to broke spacers....."  Sam 
nodded; "we'll pursue getting an SOS to some of my friends 
tomorrow, when the communications office opens.  If we can 
get enough money to hire that lawyer, maybe we can turn 
this around.  Right now, I'd settle for just getting our 
ship back and getting the hell outta here!".  The others 
just nodded.

They found that all the lodgings on the station were beyond 
their financial resources. They also found out that 
loitering was not permitted.  It seemed they "strolled" the 
station, all night long, a patrolman a discrete distance 
behind them.  Finally, it was "morning" and the station 
offices were opening.  They looked a little scruffy, having 
been up all night, as they stood in line at the Comm 
office.  Directed from line to line, they went through an 
amazing bureaucracy as they filled out form after form, and 
paid fee after fee.  "They HAVE to be doing this just to 
irritate people" Benny snarled, sotto-voice.  Tanj could 
only nod.  Finally they'd completed all the paperwork, and 
Sam submitted three "letters" for transmission to old 
friends, asking for help.  That done, there was nothing to 
do but wait.  As they left the Comm offices they missed the 
knowing smirks among the workers there, or the sight of the 
office supervisor calmly throwing the "letters" into the 
recycler.

"This isn't going to work, you know" Tanj said as they left 
the Comm offices.  "There's going to be too long a lag 
before we hear a response.  We'll be out of money long 
before anyone could come to our aid."  Benny nodded; "the 
obvious solution is that we have to acquire more money.  
Has anyone seen any "help wanted" signs?"  Thus began a 
search of the station, looking for work.  Everywhere they 
went, the response was the same.  No Elysium work card, no 
chance.  None of the freighters in dock needed any crew, 
nor seemed to have any sympathy, either.  Booking passage 
out of the system wasn't possible either, as the cost was 
far in excess of what money they had left.  Security was 
too tight to stow away, either.  A quick check at the 
station's employment office revealed that there was no way 
even one of them could afford the work permit application 
fee.

After three days, their money's all but gone.  Standing in 
front of a storefront, exhausted and hungry, they counted 
their pocket change, seeing what they might buy to eat.  
"This ain't gonna make it, guys" Benny sighed.  "Got enough 
for one pack of Twinkies, and then we're busted".  With a 
shrug, he turned and went into the store to make the 
purchase.  Returning a moment later, they split the 
contents.  A few mouthfuls and it was gone.  Sara sighed 
and looked at the time display in the store's window, her 
own chronograph long since sold off for a fraction of its 
value.  She obviously was measuring the time to when help 
might arrive, not knowing it never would.  Tanj tried hard 
to think of something encouraging to say, anything to say, 
when she heard a voice say "there they are".  She turned 
just in time to see a squad of police descend on them.  
"You're under arrest for vagrancy" one of them smirked.  
Benny opened his mouth to say something, but never got a 
sound out before one of the cops hit him with a shock-
stick.  Sam moved towards Benny but found herself facing 
three menacing cops.  Tanj just stared at her friend, as 
one of the cops handcuffed her paws behind her back and 
then roughly dragged her off and threw her into the back of 
a police vehicle.  She never saw her crewmates again.  

Events passed in a blur; her arrival at the police station, 
being roughly stripped naked and shoved into some sort of 
delousing chamber, being led down endless stainless steel 
corridors, locked in a bare steel cell smaller than her 
cabin on the Lost Cause.  The light never went out. She had 
no idea how long she was in there, except that she knew it 
was WAY past a reasonable length of time to go without food 
or water.  Or the use of restroom facilities.

When they came to get her, they were "enraged" at the mess 
she'd made.  "What the HELL did you expect" she thought to 
herself as they dragged her out, and shoved her down the 
hall, still naked.  Before she knew it she was standing in 
front of some sort of magistrate.  When she tried to speak 
she was told to shut up; when she tried again, they gagged 
her!  Obviously, they could care less about what had 
happened to her, and saw no need to inform her of the 
status of her crewmates. "Insufficient funds to pay the air 
tax?" the Judge finally asked of the bailiff.  When the 
bailiff nodded, not even looking up, the Judge roared 
"Guilty".  Tanj was then sentenced to be remanded to the 
state until such time as the fees, penalties and charges 
against her were paid.  Oh, and the amount of the fees and 
penalties would increase at the standard 27% compounded 
semi-annually.........  Before she could force an outraged 
noise from behind her gag, she was dragged off.

Tanj was roughly hauled through more endless corridors, 
dragged hither and yon, until she was put on a shuttle with 
others, headed down to the planet.  Tanj looked around, 
trying to figure out what happened to her, where she's 
going, whats to become of her.  Doing the numbers in her 
head as best possible, she calculated that if rescue didn't 
come soon, the price to pay off her fines would exceed the 
national debt of her home planet..... probably designed 
that way, she thought.  The inmates on the shuttle 
whispered among themselves, as they waited for the shuttle 
to launch.  Wild stories of what happens to lawbreakers 
here floated back and forth; from being dissected for 
transplants, to being used in genetic engineering 
experiments, to slave labor, to being disintegrated for 
their organic chemicals, to brood mares for clones for the 
elderly rich; the stories were each one more unbelievable 
than the last.  Finally, with a lurch, the shuttle 
disengaged from the station and began its wild descent to 
the planet below.

At the starport, the shuttle's lock was opened and the 
prisoners herded out.  Tanj looked longingly at the ships 
as she's bundled with the others into a nondescript 
windowless ground vehicle.  "If I could just get inside 
one, I bet I could get it in the air in record time.... and 
then be blown out of the sky.  (sigh).  GOTTA be a way out 
of this" she thought.....

The ground vehicle deposited them at the service entrance 
to a rather large and ugly building.  Guards herded them 
inside, and separated them into groups by sex and age.  
Tanj's group was marched into a well lit area where three 
official looking types in a windowed booth looked over the 
group, obviously discussing each of the prisoners.  Then, 
without explanation, they were marched out again.  They 
stood for a while in a holding area, milling about, 
exchanging the same whispers over and over.  After a while, 
the guards came again and formed them into a line.  They 
were marched out, under very close scrutiny, to a long, 
narrow hall.  One by one, the prisoners were passed through 
a door.  When it came Tanj's turn, she was pushed rudely  
through the door and onto a small revolving platform under 
a spotlight.  The platform turned for a few minutes as she 
squinted off into the surrounding dark, trying to make out 
what might be out there.  Then, without preamble, a guard 
pushed her off the platform and out a far door, as another 
prisoner was admitted to the chamber, to take her place.  
In the next room, a guard applied a tag to her collar, and 
she's vectored off, led by a single guard down a maze of 
corridors.  Bewildered, Tanj took a risk; "what was that 
all about" she asked the guard.  He just chuckled in a 
bored manner; "you've just been sold.  The State recouping 
its expenses in dealing with dangerous criminals like 
you....."  Tanj was speechless!  Sold?  Sold to who?  For 
what?

Tanj was shoved into a smaller ground vehicle with a half 
dozen others.  As Tanj looked about she realized they're 
all fairly young, mostly females but with a few males (ones 
that under different circumstances she probably wouldn't 
have minded getting to know at all!).  They were all dirty, 
all disheveled and subdued, but all reasonably good 
looking.......  The hairs at the back of Tanj's neck tried 
to rise, as she got a VERY bad feeling about this......

After about a half hour, the vehicle stopped and Tanj's 
dragged out and into a courtyard; as she looked about 
hurriedly, she got the impression of high walls, glass 
smooth, with armored doors.  The guards force all the 
prisoners to kneel, in a single line.  After a few minutes, 
a Tigress, rather curiously dressed, and obviously in 
charge, enters the courtyard and announces that they've all 
been sold to the Academy, where they will be trained to 
provide a service to society, to pay off their debt, to 
make a positive contribution.  As the Tigress talks, it 
becomes apparent that the "Academy" is a training center 
for sex slaves!  Tanj's mind whirled as the implications 
sunk in, and the obviously memorized speech of the tigress 
turned into a droning in the background as Tanj fought down 
the urge to panic.

Suddenly there was silence, and commotion; the Tigress was 
exiting the courtyard, and the guards were making the 
prisoners (inmates?  _slaves_?) stand up, turning them all 
front to back.  One guard laid out two long chains, with 
fasteners every few feet and another guard started going 
down the line fastening ankle cuffs to their left legs.  
Another guard moved down the line, checking the collars 
they'd been fitted with by the police.  Before she knew it, 
she was fastened to the slaves in front and behind at the 
left ankle and the neck.  Having been fastened into a 
"coffle", the guards then took great amusement in teaching 
them to march in step.  There was a lot of stumbling and 
some group-falls, like dominoes, much to the guards 
amusement, but eventually, they learned to move as a group.  
When the guards were satisfied (or maybe when they'd 
finished having their fun), they were marched to the baths 
area where they're cleaned, examined, fitted with what 
could only be considered permanent collars and wristlets 
(and a matching anklet), and to Tanj's absolute horror, for 
"better control", a nose-ring!  Each of them was then 
gagged, the coffle reformed, and they were led to the 
kennels.

Tanj was surprised when the guard disconnected her from the 
coffle and pushed her through the tiny door into a cell.  
She thought for sure she'd have a cell mate, but it looked 
as if they were to be kept separate.  "To prevent escape 
conspiracies, or is there some other dark reason?" she 
wondered to herself.  The cell had bars down one side, and 
she could see into a few other cells, but as the guard had 
neglected to remove the gag (or unbind her paws still tied 
behind her back), communication with the other slaves was 
limited to a few mostly meaningless facial expressions.  
Looking about, Tanj figured that the cell wasn't quite tall 
enough for her to stand, and was barely wide and long 
enough for her to lay down.  A trench across one end, with 
flowing water was obviously meant to be all the toilet 
facilities the place had.  At least the floor was thick 
with fresh straw, fairly soft and comfortable....... even 
if it did make her feel like a common animal.  Finally, 
Tanj fell asleep on the straw (despite the dull ache from 
her poor, tortured, _violated_ nose....), her mind turning 
over and over what had happened to her.  She wondered what 
happened to her Captain, and to her shipmates.  She 
wondered if anyone had ever escaped the system, or the 
"Academy", and she vowed to herself to escape, to return 
and wreak her vengeance on those that have done this to her 
and her shipmates!

Tanj’s Tale:  Punishment               By Kittiara
Stardate 2397.10


Tanj looked around herself in surprise.  This is her 
punishment?  This is the horrible fate that awaited her?  
The room was padded, without a single visible edge.  The 
corners were all curved, as was where the floor and walls, 
or the walls and ceiling met.  The floor was spongy beneath 
her bare feet, soft and resilient.  It was almost difficult 
to walk on.  High up on three of the walls were ventilation 
grills, with light coming from behind them; obviously they 
opened into other rooms, but with her paws bound behind her, 
there was no way she could pull herself up to try and peer 
through them.  And with the ball gag in her mouth she 
couldn't call to anyone in any of the other rooms….  
Scowling, the Cheetah fem growled to herself; "I have GOT to 
be missing something here……."

It had been a sin of omission, not commission.  As part of 
her "exam" on customer relations, she'd been told to take 
care of the Boar.  And she had, or thought she had.  She'd 
pampered him, treating him like some sort of god, pretending 
that he thrilled her, that he was the most exciting male 
she'd ever met.  And she'd gotten him off three times during 
the exam period… and in three different ways too.  And yet 
her performance had been deemed a FAILURE?  In the after-
action review, the "professor" had scowled at her, growling 
that this particular gentlefurr had a thing for anal sex, 
and not only hadn't she offered that to him, she'd been so 
"all over him" he hadn't been able to get a word in 
edgewise, to make his desires known!  She'd been faulted for 
dominating the situation, for "Taking Control," something 
anathema for those schooling her in the proper behavior of 
sex slaves.  And as a result, she'd earned her first 
piercing, a visible sign that she'd displeased her 
instructors.  The little gold ring now hung from her 
throbbingly sore left nipple.  And she'd been promised 
further punishment as well…..

But then the guard had shown her into the padded room, with 
the instruction to "think  about it."

Tanj sighed; even as soft as the floor was, she couldn't 
find a comfortable position to sleep in.  Her arms were 
pulled behind her, encased in a leather arm binder, her 
elbows almost touching behind her back.  And that made her 
shoulders hurt.  It also made laying on her back impossible.  
And with the fresh piercing in her left nipple, she couldn't 
lay on her stomach either.  Not comfortably, anyways.  Her 
right side seemed to be the best compromise, but between her 
aching shoulders and her throbbing nipple, she just couldn't 
drift off to sleep.  As she lay there, she heard something…. 
Sounds coming from the grille to the left of the door.  A 
shuffling, the sound of cloth moving, a muted murmur, deep 
and low, and obviously masculine, followed by a higher 
pitched giggle….

The sounds of lovemaking were starting to get to her.  
Tanj shifted on the padded floor, and sighed.  It was 
obvious that next door, the two making love were having a 
great time, the male grunting as he thrust, the female 
panting, and moaning, as if he were the best lover ever.  
Shifting, Tanj imagined what must be happening, 
occasional pauses in the noises signaling some change in 
position.  As she listened to them, listened to the sounds 
of their passion, she started to become aroused herself……..

Kneeling on the soft floor, the Cheetah fem looked down, 
between her breasts at her crotch.  Sure enough, her labia 
were becoming puffy, and she could feel herself becoming 
wet.  Her nipples were already stiffening, something she was 
painfully aware of, at least as far as her left nipple was 
concerned…..  As the moans and the soft cries filtered 
through the grill, Tanj shook her head; "Man, their 
conditioning has really done a number on me….."  and as she 
listened with growing frustration, that thought took her 
back…..

Tanj looked around curiously as the guards led her by her 
leash into the small room.  It looked for all the world like 
a medical examining room, with unidentified instruments of 
various types lining the walls.  In the middle was a large 
chair, similar to a dentist's chair, with the exception that 
it was all in chromed metal… and in the middle of the seat 
was a rather large black rubber phallus.  And the back of 
the seat, the lower portion of the back-rest was open; she'd 
be able to let her tail drape out that opening, but it would 
also expose her ass……  The Cheetah watched with growing 
concern as one guard went to a drawer, slid it open and 
removed a half-full tube of lubricant.  As the other guard 
worked at removing her handcuffs, the first guard proceeded 
to cover the phallus with a generous coating of the lube…..  
Wiping his paws on a disposable towel, and replacing the now 
even emptier tube of lubricant in the drawer, he turned to 
Tanj, and with a grin, said; "Okay, Missy, just hop on up 
on this chair, and we'll get you strapped in all nice and 
tight."

Tanj felt the other guard's paws on her wrists, still 
holding her arms behind her back, and her muscles tensed; 
"You gotta be Kidding me!  There ain't no WAY I’m going to 
voluntarily sit on that… THING."  The guard behind her 
chuckled, as he pushed, frog-marching her forward; "Yeah, I 
thought that's what you'd say.  Pretty much what they ALL 
say…..  Wait until tomorrow; bet you don't make NEAR as much 
of a fuss……"  Despite her struggles, the Cheetah fem was 
maneuvered by the two significantly larger guards, until, 
with a yeowl, they forced her down into the seat.  They were 
obviously well practiced at the task, and before Tanj 
could blink, they had her arms strapped to the armrests of 
the chair…  and then straps went around her ankles, and her 
thighs, holding her legs well spread, affording the guards a 
good view of where that rubber monster stretched her pussy.  
More straps went around her waist, and above and below her 
breasts….. and snaps connected to the rings on her collar.  
She was quite immobilized.  One of the guards patted her on 
the head and they both chuckled as they left……

As she waited, Tanj looked around the room.  Some of the 
instruments almost looked like holographic projection 
equipment… and the space in front of her chair was empty, 
the wall blank…. Other instruments were less identifiable.  
She was twisting around to her left, trying to get a better 
look at what looked like a computer terminal when the door 
opened and a chipmunk in a lab coat strode in.  He looked at 
his clipboard, and then at Tanj and then back at his 
clipboard, and made the typical noncommittal noise medical 
types make in front of patients….  Putting the clipboard 
down he picked up a hand-held fur trimmer and turned to face 
Tanj; "I've got to shave portions of your head, for the 
electrodes to work properly.  Now we can do this the hard 
way, or the easy way.  Personally, I'd recommend the easy 
way; you'll not look so… bizarre if I can do small, precise 
spots.  But its up to you.  Either way, I'll get my job 
done."  As the trimmer buzzed, Tanj tried to hold her 
head still, wondering what the electrodes would be for… she 
had the feeling she didn't really want to find out…..

When he'd finished with the razor, the Chipmunk fetched a 
harness from a hook on the wall.  This fit over the 
Cheetah's head, and the Chipmunk strapped it on TIGHT.  
While it wasn't all that uncomfortable, Tanj found the 
dangling wires, and the pricking sensations at various 
places around her head…. Disconcerting to say the least.  It 
was a while after the Chipmunk left, before the Doctor 
arrived……

The Coyote wore a starched lab coat, with the name tag "Dr. 
Zachary Smith" over the left pocket.  The obligatory 
stethoscope was in one of the lower lab coat pockets and a 
selection of pens and other devices stuffed in the other 
pockets.  All in all, he looked like the typical, busy 
physician, and not the least bit sinister…..

"Hello, Ms. Kee, I'm Dr. Smith."  The voice was cultured and 
smooth.  As she tried to follow the doctor's motions, 
Tanj found herself loathing him instantly.  Who was this 
furr, to do things like this to her?  The Doctor for his 
part, was in the process of booting up the computer 
terminal, and logging on as he talked.  "What we're going to 
do today, is to start your conditioning…..  I'm sure you 
realize by now that you're destined to be a sex slave, and 
this will be the very first step in your training.  Don't 
worry, we're not going to wipe your mind and program you 
with simple, lurid instructions… we find that our …. 
Products are much more valued if they retain their 
creativity, and to an extent, their free will.  We just want 
to relieve you of your inhibitions, add a few compulsions, 
and so forth."  The Doctor rambled on, as he checked the 
leads from the computer to the harness strapped tight to 
Tanj's head.  Finally he nodded and moved to one side of 
the room, where he started fiddling with some rubber tubing.  
"In the old days, the techniques used involved things like 
sleep deprivation, isolation, threats, physical pain, and 
psychological pressures… incredibly crude techniques.  
Sometimes they worked, and sometimes they didn't.  What 
we've come up with is something a little more advanced.  Its 
all based on rewards and punishment, don't you see.  By 
controlling the rewards, and the punishments we can shape 
your behavior, reinforcing the behavior we want, disposing 
of the behavior we feel is… counterproductive.

Tanj listened curiously as she watched the Doctor work.  
She certainly couldn't think of a way to escape, or of a way 
to deter him from whatever it was he was going to do….  So 
she tried hard not to panic, her engineer's mind latching 
onto the mechanics of what he was doing, as a prop to keep 
her from loosing it completely…..

The Doctor finished his work with the tubing, and sliding a 
panel out from the wall, moved a complex assembly over 
towards Tanj's left shoulder.  "Now I'm going to start an 
IV, and I'm going to use an artery in your scalp, so hold 
still.  Tanj felt a prick where the Chipmunk had shaved a 
spot on her head, and then she felt the Doctor taping 
something to the harness… "All Done.  What that's for is to 
administer psychtropic drugs and hormones to your brain.  
The electrodes in the harness on your head will detect 
activity in certain portions of your brain.  In some cases 
that activity will be related to compliance with the 
behavior we wish to reinforce, and the little pump over here 
will give you something nice…. On other occasions, the 
electrodes will pick up activity in your brain associated 
with resistance, and then something else will happen.  
Something unpleasant, I'm afraid.  Now, in order to provide 
the stimuli, we have this helmet….."

Tanj grunted as the doctor started to pull a soft leather 
helmet over her head, being careful of the IV and of the 
electrode leads.  There was a set of goggles over her eyes, 
and a hole in the leather for her nose…. But there was a 
thick rubber plug that filled her mouth, and straps that 
held her jaws closed Tight around the invader.  When the 
doctor was finished strapping it on, Tanj heard his voice 
in one ear; "We have earphones installed in the helmet, so 
you can hear only what we want you to hear.  The Helmet cuts 
off outside stimulus rather nicely, doesn't it?  No 
distractions.  Now, lets test the audio and visual stimuli, 
shall we?"

Tanj blinked as an image formed in front of her eyes.  It 
was as if she was looking into a mirror.  She could see 
herself, strapped into the strange chair, with the Doctor 
behind her at the computer terminal.  He was just sitting 
there, paws folded in his lap, watching with a neutral 
expression on his face.  As she examined the image, she 
noticed her right arm was no longer restrained…. And yet she 
couldn't seem to move it……  After a moment, the Doctor's 
voice filled her earphones; "I want you to touch yourself.  
I want you to caress yourself.  Stroke yourself for me, Ms. 
Kee……"  Tanj's growl was muffled by the plug of rubber in 
her mouth, but what flashed through her mind was "the HELL I 
will"…. And then suddenly something flashed through her 
mind.  It was like a sudden swift nightmare, more remembered 
than actually felt, and it was MOST unpleasant……  As she 
shuddered in its aftermath, she saw her right arm move, 
seemingly of its own accord, reaching down to her crotch…. 
To her amazement, as the image showed her fingers brush 
across her mons she could have sworn she felt the touch…. 
And yet she was sure she couldn't move her right arm… could 
she?  For a moment she struggled, and then there was another 
instant of nameless horror in her mind and she recoiled, the 
shock forcing back all resistance, letting the sensation of 
fingers stroking her mons, fingers seeking out her clitty 
wash in behind the shock, to sooth her savaged mind……  She 
watched in amazement as the image, so much like her 
reflection, seemed to mimic the feelings she was receiving… 
gradually the caresses became more intimate, more 
passionate, and as the dong in her pussy vibrated to life, 
she moaned.  Chest heaving, her climax seemed to rush at her 
with freight-train speed, until she was straining against 
her restraints, howling into the rubber plug filling her 
mouth, as a powerful climax seized her…..

The Doctor smiled as the Cheetah Fem's chest heaved, as she 
tried to regain her breath….  "Yes, I think the system's 
working correctly.  See, now, that wasn't so bad… was it?"  
Unseen by the Cheetah, the Doctor pressed a few buttons on 
his console, and rising, moved off to his next "patient," 
the computer taking over the programming.  But Tanj never 
noticed; the image presented to her eyes was suddenly that 
of a dungeon; a classical dungeon with stone walls, and 
straw on the floor, and torchlight.  She saw herself chained 
to a coarse wooden pole, the straw on the floor pricking her 
legs as she kneeled, head bowed submissively.  Something 
whispered in her mind that this was right, that this was the 
way it SHOULD be, and for a moment she felt really good… 
satisfied with her condition.  The metal cuffs holding her 
paws together in front of her, the collar, the heavy chain 
to the post, her nudity, it all felt sooooo right.  And 
then, suddenly, before her was the image of the Coyote, 
except this time he was nude….. "Crawl over to me" the 
Doctor's voice commanded, and for a moment, resentment and 
rebellion surged through Tanj's mind, only to be quashed 
by another wave of nameless dread.  Each assault was 
slightly different, and each was horrible enough that all 
thoughts of resistance were shattered.  In the aftermath of 
this particular wave, Tanj saw herself crawl obediently, 
if somewhat clumsily over to the Coyote.  He grinned down at 
her, and ran a paw through her hair, a sensation she 
amazingly could believe she actually felt… and then he 
uttered a single word; "suck"…….  And then Tanj's mouth 
was sucking greedily at the rubber plug in her mouth, her 
tongue stroking it as if it were the Coyote's cock, even as 
before her eyes, the image of herself leaned forward to take 
his hard shaft in her mouth…. And as she sucked, she felt an 
euphoria and an incredible sexual arousal….. "Got to be the 
IV dripping something into my system… endorphins.. hormones… 
something" she thought to herself, the thought slipping away 
almost before it had registered, as she lost herself in the 
raging lusts suddenly coursing through her body.

Image after image; scene after scene.  In each, she was 
bound, subservient, docile, compliant… and randy as hell.  
In some scenes she was nude; in some she was dressed in 
outfits she thought she wouldn't be caught dead in.  It all 
seemed so right….  And in each, she obeyed her instructions, 
be they from male or female, her resistance rapidly being 
worn down by the sudden flashes of nameless dread, until it 
was eradicated completely.  Over and over, she went through 
the scenes of sexual obedience, with each act of compliance 
rewarded with the feeling of euphoria.  Gradually she began 
anticipating the commands, predicting their needs, and their 
desires, until they didn't even have to ask……

Tanj was limp, and panting when the Chipmunk removed the 
leather helmet, and the head harness; as the rubber plug was 
pulled from her mouth she moaned softly, her eyes fluttering 
open.  The Chipmunk just smirked at her and proceeded to put 
all the implements away.  By the time the guards came for 
her, Tanj had regained her breath, but her mind was still 
fragmented, trying to assimilate all she'd been through.  
Part of her wondered how she could ever be like they wanted 
her to be, and another part screamed YES!  I WANT it!  
MORE!"  The guards had to lift her from the chair, and hold 
her while she found her feet.  For a moment she thought she 
was going to fall to her knees, and that triggered a memory 
of one of the scenes, where she'd knelt before the male, 
sucking him off with relish…. And the thought almost 
triggered the action; but the guards were firm, making her 
stand, binding her paws behind her, dragging her out of the 
room to fasten her to the coffle, the line of slaves moving 
another dozen feet, to wait, while the guards went into 
another room, to drag out another limp slave……

After the day she'd had, the baths were a delight.  Sinking 
down into the steaming hot water, Tanj purrrred, drawing 
the instant attention of the guard; "YOU!  Spots!  No Noise 
or you'll get a taste of my shock stick!"  Tanj bowed her 
head meekly, almost without thinking, and shuddered, the 
memory of what would happen if she wasn't compliant flashing 
through her brain.  Across the tub, the eyes of the she-wolf 
tracked the guard's movements, and when he'd moved off a 
little she whispered; "The conditioning isn't perfect.  I 
know, I know, right now you're full of it, its fresh in your 
memory, but that'll fade.  Some.  And I know right now, he's 
told you not to talk, and I bet you couldn't bring yourself 
to, if you tried.  I'll also bet you won't even try.  I know 
all too well what the treatment's like.  Just take heart, 
it'll fade, a bit, over time, and there are some things you 
can do, working around the "edges"….. he didn't tell ME to 
be quiet after all….."  As the guard moved back towards 
them, the She-wolf fell silent, her eyes averted.  When his 
footfalls had receded, she snuck a quick look and whispered; 
"by the way, my name's Marla; what's yours?"

Tanj looked at the She-Wolf, and then flicked her gaze at 
the guard, still meters distant; her mouth opened, but try 
as she might she couldn't get a word out.  Not even a 
squeek.  She was beginning to hyperventilate when she felt 
someone touch her under the water, and Marla whispered; "Its 
all right, I understand, really I do.  Silly of me to have 
done that to you.  Don't worry, it'll pass. You can tell me 
later."

Panting hard, Tanj awoke from yet another dream.  The 
scenes from her conditioning were replaying themselves in 
her mind as she slept……  moaning hard, she thought of the 
scene, where some unidentified male had told her to use her 
fingers to spread her labia, to show him the pink of her 
sex…. And she'd so willingly complied.  It disgusted and 
frustrated her; she didn't WANT to be like that, but 
couldn't seem to help herself……  And yet, somewhere deep 
inside her, it thrilled her too……  Without even realizing 
it, she found her right paw between her thighs, stroking 
herself.  Her pussy was drenched, literally dripping….. and 
her fingers felt sooooo good against her heated flesh.  
Hearing the approaching footsteps of a guard, she quickly 
withdrew her paw and rolled over, feigning sleep….. but as 
he padded off, she moves her right arm under her body, her 
paw between her thighs, covertly stroking herself…..  hoping 
no one would see, praying no one would ever know.

The next morning was filled with dread.  Tanj shuffled 
forward in the coffle, knowing this time where she was 
headed, knowing what the day would bring.  One of the guards 
had mentioned, teasingly to the slaves in the coffle, that 
they'd go through over one hundred thousand such scenes, 
insuring that they were thoroughly indoctrinated…..  And if 
that was the case, Tanj knew she'd have many more days in 
that damnable chair…..

The guard, only one this time, released Tanj's paws and 
gestured to the chair.  "you know where the lube is, if you 
think you need it.  Either way, take a seat."  Tanj 
looked at the guard and then remembered she was supposed to 
keep her gaze down, her head lowered.  Moving fast to 
forestall any rebuke, she yanked open the drawer, retrieved 
the tube of lubricant and rapidly slathered it over the 
phallus.  Was it larger this morning than it had been 
yesterday?  She could have sworn it had grown in girth and 
length…..  Replacing the tube she mounted the chair, 
positioning herself just so, before slowly lowering 
herself….  Efficiently, the guard strapped her in, and then 
departed, leaving her alone with her thoughts.  When the 
squirrel came bustling in, Tanj jumped… or would have if 
she wasn't so tightly restrained.  The squirrel set her up 
as she had been before, with the head harness and its 
pigtail of electrode leads, the IV in her scalp, and the 
soft leather helmet with the rubber plug in her mouth and 
the holo goggles over her eyes.  There was no sign of the 
Doctor, and before she knew it, the visions once again 
floated in front of her.  This time they were pushing the 
limits of what she thought she could tolerate.  Wearing 
slutty clothes in public…. And then public nudity, and when 
her resistance to that had been quashed, sex in public….. 
sex with more than one partner.  Sex acts that she'd never 
even heard of, much less considered doing… and interspersed 
with it all were the more "vanilla" flavored things, where 
subservience and compliance earned her a nice shot of 
endorphins and a pleasant buzzing of the dong buried in her 
pussy…. Where willing participation, or even creative 
thoughts on her part earned her a greater rush, or a more 
powerful climax…..  By the end of the day she was more or 
less willingly participating in acts that she'd never 
imagined…..

The next day, they'd given her a modified helmet; her eyes 
were still covered by the video goggles, and her ears filled 
with the earphones… but now her mouth was free…. And the 
computer was demanding verbal responses from her.  She had 
to call males Master, and females Mistress….. she had to 
keep her speech correct, and proper…. And in some cases she 
had to beg.  And then beg creatively.  She had to beg to be 
allowed to suck his cock, or to service him with her body…..  
Strangely she found this hardest of all to do, and suffered 
agonizing wave after wave of terror, or dread, until she 
finally stammered out what was required of her, wracking her 
brain for convincing imaginative things to say.  By the time 
the guard came to release the Cheetah, Tanj was 
thoroughly drained, and shaking.

The bath was heaven.  Tanj sank down into it until only 
her nose and the tips of her ears were above water, letting 
the heat leach away the soreness from her muscles.  She'd 
never dreamed she could get so sore, fighting the straps 
that held her immobile.  Raising her head just  a bit, at an 
underwater touch, Tanj gazed through the steam at a 
grinning Marla.  She could see the She-Wolf's eyes flick to 
appraise the attention of the guard, and then flick back to 
her.  "Well" she whispered; "Have you gotten around it yet 
to the point where you can talk?"  Tanj's right ear 
swiveled, tracking the guard's footsteps and she mumbled; 
"Think…. so.  Name's  T..Tr.. Tanj"  Marla nodded; "gets 
easier with practice.  Just gotta remember if you're not 
wired into their gizmo they can't twist your brain if you 
don't respond correctly.  Take your time.  There IS hope."  
Tanj just nodded, and sank back down into the soothing 
waters.

Tanj leaned against the wall and smiled to herself.  
Those early days here had really been some of the easiest….. 
and some of the scariest.  The sessions in the chair had 
gone on for over a week, and by the time they were done, 
she'd eagerly leapt into the chair, not bothering with the 
lubricant; she'd gotten wet enough just thinking of the fun 
to come, of the wild sex and the endorphin rush.  The tasks 
required no longer seemed to matter; the subservience, the 
degradation, and the begging no longer bothered her.  
Whatever it took to get the approval of her Master or 
Mistress, whatever it took to get her climax….  Finally, on 
that last day when the helmet was removed, when the guard 
had released her from the chair, he'd told her to crawl to 
him and service him with her mouth, and she'd eagerly 
complied……

Tanj still had a self-satisfied smirk on her face when 
she'd settled into the baths.  Marla grinned at her from 
across the water and ostentatiously licked her lips as if 
signifying that she too had gotten a taste of her guard.  
Kayla, the otter, just made a sour face and slipped down 
underneath the water.  As the guard passed by, shock-stick 
swinging by its lanyard, the girls in the tub did their very 
best to ignore him, but Tanj found that her eyes were 
still drawn to the bulge in his loincloth.  When he'd 
passed, Marla leaned forward; "Did your guard say anything 
to you, when he let you out of the chair?"  Tanj just 
stifled a giggle; "Yeah.  Two words.  "Crawl", and "Suck.""  
Marla giggled quietly in return; "No, silly, I mean AFTER 
that!"  Tanj smiled; "No, why?"  The conversation lagged, 
as another guard walked by, his gaze passing over each of 
the girls in turn.  When he'd gone, Marla whispered; "Mine 
said that I wasn't bad… for an amateur.  And that they'd 
done all they could with that kind of conditioning, and that 
now skills training would commence.  With different 
incentives.  And that if I screwed up, the punishments would 
be of a different sort, and worse.  Much worse."  Tanj 
slid back into the water and pondered; "what could be worse 
than that mind-wrenching electrode and chemical induced 
terror?"

Tanj groaned.  There were now sounds coming from the 
grille on the wall to the right of the door.  This one 
sounded like girl-on-girl…. At least two, maybe three… and 
again, they sounded like they were having a GREAT time.  She 
was envious.  As the female on the left screamed in ecstasy, 
Tanj groaned and rolled around on the soft floor of the 
padded room, trying to find some way to rub her dripping 
pussy, seeking to find SOME stimulation.  Kneeling she 
shifted, seeking to rub her crotch against the back of her 
right ankle, straining.  And while that was better than 
nothing, it wasn't anywhere near enough…..

"Can't even cover my ears" Tanj moaned to herself.  There 
was now another party going on, the noises floating through 
the grille opposite the door.  Someone was being punished, 
but they were alternating giggles and howls, their cries 
interspersed with the soft words of at least two males.  In 
her mind's eye, Tanj could just see the guys alternating 
feathers and a whip, interspersed with caresses and the 
application of tongues to sensitive places……  Groaning to 
herself, the Cheetah rolled about on the floor, her pussy 
literally dripping.  She felt so….. "left out," so very 
alone….  Even the attention of the two dominant males would 
be better than being here, all alone, not even able to touch 
herself.  And as she groaned, she realized that the Academy 
had succeeded in finding a way to torture her for her 
mistake.  The conditioning was now a weapon to be used 
against her.  "I wonder if they've put some chemicals in the 
air to make me even hotter" she wondered idly as the sounds 
of sex bombarded her mind from three different directions.

"Fifty five, fifty six, fifty seven, fifty eight, fifty 
nine, Sixty…. Um, lets see, that’s got to be Four hours, 
thirty seven minutes….. One, two, three,……"  Tanj counted 
her own heartbeats, her only mechanism for measuring time.  
Her only distractions from the sounds and the scents 
bombarding her.  Her pulse was loud in her ears, and just a 
little rapid, she thought, as was her breathing….. but then 
considering how aroused she was, how very wet, that wasn't 
really surprising.  The sounds from the other three rooms 
had continued, almost unabated.  Occasionally they would die 
down, and it was obvious that furrs were leaving, only to be 
replaced with a fresh group.  It seemed like the Academy was 
running through every permutation and combination of males 
and females, of every sex act they could think of, just to 
torture her….  Somewhere, deep within her psyche, Tanj 
knew it was probably all just recordings, but it sounded so 
real…. And so inviting, her imagination filled in all the 
gaps…..  She was sooooooo horny, and had NO way of getting 
any relief.  Squirming around, she tried once again to kneel 
in a way that would allow her to press her hungry little 
pussy against the smooth soft floor of the room, seeking to 
stroke herself against it, and once again failing miserably… 
Groaning in frustration, she resumed counting…….. seventeen, 
eighteen, nineteen….

Tanj had lost her count three times; she figured she'd 
been in the room close to 24 hours when the door clicked 
open, and the guard motioned to her.  Her raging lust 
continued unabated, negated somewhat by her thirst, hunger 
and the immense pressure in her bladder.  As she struggled 
to her feet, the guard smirked at her; "learned your 
lesson?"  Tanj mewled into her gag and fell to her knees, 
to nuzzle at the guard's crotch, nodding enthusiastically.

Tanj's Tales: Breaking-in 
Stardate 2397.12				By Kittiara


Tanj followed the guard into the room curiously, moving 
as to keep the leash between his paw and her collar just a 
little slack.  This wasn’t the room she’d spent every day 
for the past week and a half in…..  She’d known something 
was different when the coffle of slaves had taken a 
different turn in the endless maze of corridors.  Up until 
now, her time at the “Academy” had been spent in 
positive/negative reinforcement “conditioning,” as the 
psychologists had removed inhibitions and added behavioral 
traits that they felt a good sex slave should have……  
Automatically kneeling as the guard stopped, Tanj tried 
hard to keep her head bowed, her eyes lowered.  These 
things were not yet second nature.  The Guard unclipped the 
leash from her collar, and then unclipped her wrist cuffs 
behind her back, leaving her hands free.  And then she 
heard the door close behind him.

Glancing up, she looked around the room.  It seemed to be a 
cross between someone’s living room, with a carpeted floor, 
a sofa and track lighting… and some sort of….. dungeon?  
Dungeons didn’t have eggshell white walls, or stained wood 
baseboards…. But this room had quite a few eyebolts 
scattered around the walls, floor and ceiling.  And there 
was an awful lot of rope present, in heaps and swirls, 
shoved in one corner along with all sorts of other 
unidentifiable things…..  Remembering her “lessons” she 
held her kneeling position, knees wide apart, hands on her 
thighs, palm up….. and of course head bowed.  As she waited 
for something to happen, her mind raced, wondering what was 
going on……

“It has to be some sort of examination.  A test.  That’s 
it; its got to be a test” she thought to herself.  For a 
moment the Cheetah fem felt a pang of sadness; her initial 
loathing of the conditioning chair, with its thick phallic 
plug, electrodes, IV drip and holographic goggles had all 
been burned away, and she’d come to anticipate the chemical 
rewards and the pleasurable stimuli of that dong vibrating 
to life when she did something right…… when she did what 
they wanted.  “Can’t be like that” she told herself 
sternly; “Remember what Marla said; the conditioning fades 
with time; you can work around the edges.  Give me time, 
and I’ll find a way out of this.  They haven’t broken me 
yet!”  That thought had barely formed in her mind when she 
heard the door open behind her, and someone walk in……

The Mouse moved around into her field of vision and just 
stood there looking at her; she could barely see him from 
the corner of her eye, but it was obvious that he was 
completely nude.  Somehow that didn’t surprise her; what 
DID surprise her was that it seemed perfectly natural to 
her.  He stood there, practically motionless, for a good 
ten minutes, paws on his hips, just watching her.  Tanj 
for her part, kept her gaze lowered; she figured it was a 
waiting game, the Mouse watching to see if she would move, 
or say something.  She wasn’t about to give him the 
satisfaction.  Eventually the mouse nodded, and moved 
around a little more in front of her, to stand looking down 
at her; “I am going to give you a series of commands, and 
you will be judged as to how well you execute them.  I want 
to make good and sure that you are ready, that you have the 
correct mental attitude to proceed to the next phase of 
your training.  Tanj kept her head down, knowing his 
statement did not require an answer… He hadn’t asked a 
question yet, had he?  After a moment the Mouse frowned and 
then took a step back, to sit on the couch.  Stretching his 
arms out to either side, resting them on the back of the 
couch, he looked at her for a moment more, and then said, 
simply “Strum.”

Tanj groaned to herself; this was one of the things that 
the conditioning program had covered, and at the time, 
pumped full of the drugs from the IV, it had seemed like 
nothing at all; now she had to expose herself to this 
stranger, and perform the most lewd act…….  Tanj knew 
she had to move fast, that instant obedience, enthusiastic 
obedience was called for…..  Spreading her feet a little 
more underneath her, she brought her bottom down into 
contact with the carpet, and as gracefully as possible 
rolled backwards until she was laying on her back.  She 
brought her knees up towards her chest, the cleft of her 
sex directed as best she could towards the Mouse.  One paw 
stroked down over her stomach to rest on her mons, her 
index and middle fingers resting for just an instant on the 
petals of her sex; and then she was spreading her fingers, 
spreading her labia, opening herself, exposing herself to 
this total stranger.  Trying not to think about what she 
was doing, she brought her other paw down to rest on her 
first, her index finger stretching down between the 
widespread petals of her sex.  After a moment she started 
flicking the tip of her finger back and forth, its tip 
working back the hood at the juncture of her labia minora, 
exposing her clitty; as her finger continued to flick back 
and forth, she groaned, as she “strummed” her clitty.  The 
Mouse watched her, a neutral expression on her face.  She 
in turn watched him through slitted eyes as she 
mechanically went through the motions.

“I’ve been kidnapped, stripped, enslaved, and “conditioned” 
the Cheetah thought to herself, “But never have I been so…. 
Humiliated!”  As her finger moved, neither too slowly or to 
rapidly, she groaned, not with increasing sexual delight, 
but in shame.  This had to be worse than her first visit to 
the Gynecologist.....  What could she possibly have done to 
have deserved THIS?  Suddenly her reverie was broken as she 
felt the Mouse’s paw cover hers, stopping the motion of her 
finger.  Her eyes opened wide, the fur of her face 
bristling as even more blood came to the surface of her 
skin, the hairs on her face standing on end to try and 
release some of the heat.  Inadvertently she locked eyes 
with the Mouse, her eyes going even wider as he tried to 
push a finger into her.  With a grunt he suddenly released 
her and rose; “I thought so.  Too dry.  You should be 
dripping at this point.  Obviously you have not learned 
your lessons as you should have.  But perhaps I can …… do a 
little remedial tutoring.”  Stepping forward and looking 
down at Tanj he nodded; “I will leave for a short while.  
When I return I want to find you tied in such a manner that 
I have free access to your mouth, sex, and ass.  How you 
tie yourself is up to you.  Don’t worry about perfection in 
the knots, I’ll tighten anything I feel is too loose when I 
return.  Remember, you’re being graded on this.”  With 
that, he turned on one heel and departed.

Tanj hadn’t moved a whisker since he’d touched her, but 
when the door slammed shut behind him, she rolled onto one 
side, bringing herself up to her knees, to stare at the 
door.  “Tie myself?  VOLUNTARILY?  Sheesh, this guy’s got 
to be kidding…..”  Turning and crawling slowly across the 
floor, Tanj moved reluctantly over to the pile of gear 
heaped thoughtlessly against the wall.

The Cheetah fem looked at the ropes, the eyebolts in floor, 
ceiling and walls, and at the couch.  For what she had in 
mind, she wished she’d had a simple footstool or hassock, 
but the pillows from the couch would have to do.  Picking 
up the first of the cuffs she buckled it around her left 
wrist……  As she worked, buckling on the other wrist cuff, 
and then the ankle cuffs, she sighed and sometimes wished 
she wasn’t an engineer.  What she had in mind was going to 
be MUCH too complex, and yet, it was all she could think 
of, to try and ameliorate her earlier failure…..   Tying a 
rope to an eyebolt in the center of the baseboard of the 
wall to the left of the door, she laid it out across the 
floor, in front of the couch.  Other ropes were tied to the 
eyebolts in the corners of the opposite wall, the loose 
ends brought back towards the center of the room, pretty 
much in front of the couch.  Another length of rope she 
braided into her long platinum hair.  Setting the cushions 
in the middle of the room, stacking them one on top of 
another, she knelt to one side of them.  The rope from one 
corner of the room she tied to her left ankle, pulling just 
a little.  The rope from the other corner she tied to her 
other ankle, pulling that a bit tighter, pulling her ankles 
apart, her calves forming a Vee shape on the floor as she 
knelt.  Taking one last look around, she sighed, and 
leaning backwards, she let her torso fall back, until she 
was laying across the pillows.  The end of the rope 
attached to the center of the far wall she threaded through 
the D rings of her wrist cuffs, and slowly started to take 
up the slack.  As she pulled on the rope this bent her 
body, arching her back as she tried to tighten the rope, 
pulling her wrists under the pillows, under her rump, 
headed for that vacant space between her knees.  And then 
she realized that she had left out the rope woven into her 
hair…. With a sigh, she released the rope and straightened.  
Kneeling by the pillows she looked at the arrangement of 
ropes with an engineer’s critical eye; something here would 
have to change……

With a sigh, Tanj twisted and picked up the cushions one 
by one to toss them back towards the couch.  “He’d probably 
think me too much of a wimp anyways, if I used them to 
support my back….”  Turning back, she picked up the rope 
from the wall in front of her, and doubling it, put a loop 
in its end so that the loop would lay on the floor between 
her widespread knees.  Moving one arm around behind her, 
she found the end of the rope she’d braided into her hair, 
and passed it under her bottom.  Picking the end up with 
her other paw, she picked up the loop she’d made, and 
threaded the rope from her hair through the loop.  This 
loose end then went back under her bottom.  With a groan, 
she let her torso flop backwards, until the back of her 
head rested on the floor.  Fumbling beneath her, she 
threaded the loose end of the rope through the D rings on 
her cuffs…. And started to pull.  As the rope grew taut, it 
pulled her head back, tugging on her hair; it also pulled 
her bound wrists under her rump.  Once again she grunted 
and wiggled, trying to get the rope as tight as possible, 
her body arching upwards.  In a position like that, her 
body strained and taut, it was a bitch to tie off the 
rope……

Tanj’s muscles were quivering from the strain when the 
Mouse finally returned.  Her view of the world was upside-
down, the top of her head pressed hard against the floor, 
her breasts thrust impudently towards the ceiling.  The 
Mouse walked around her for a moment, nodding.  
“Imaginative.  Just what your psych profile suggested.  
I’ve left you alone so long because I had to go all the way 
up to administration to review your file, and I have to 
admit what you’ve done here confirms what I’ve read.”  
Kneeling by her head the Mouse looked down at her and 
smiled as he reached out to tweak her left nipple; “you 
really DO like bondage, don’t you?  You just don’t want to 
admit it.  Not even to yourself.  Oh, you COULD have done 
something simple, like used a spreader bar to hold your 
legs apart and hung your paws over your head from an 
eyebolt in the ceiling… that would have been nominally 
acceptable… but here you’ve gone and done something…. 
Extreme.”  As the Mouse spoke he ran his fingers down over 
her quivering stomach.  Tanj had no idea how long she’d 
been in this arched position, aside from the fact that her 
body was complaining loudly over how long it had been…..  
The Mouse smiled again and nodded; rising, he walked around 
Tanj, to look at the rope that tugged her paws under her 
body; the rope that traveled across the floor to the 
eyebolt in the center of the wall her knees pointed 
towards.  Tanj couldn’t see what he was doing, but she 
felt the rope suddenly tighten, pulling her into an even 
more severely arched posture……

Tanj’s body jerked as she felt his fingers touch her 
sex; the Mouse’s touch was light, stroking along her labia.  
And then his fingers were gone; “You see?” he chuckled; 
“NOW you’re wet.  This excites you, doesn’t it?  You 
probably got all hot and bothered while tying yourself up, 
alone, didn’t you?  Its performing in front of people that 
you have a problem with, isn’t it?  Too much pride.  You 
have not yet learned your place.  But I think I can fix 
that…….”  Again the Mouse rose, to padd over towards the 
door.  Standing there, he punched in something on the 
keypad.  Normally this was used to unlock the door, the 
“student” seldom having the code necessary to release the 
door’s locks.  But it was well known that the keypad had 
other functions as well…….  Tanj couldn’t turn her head 
much, due to the rope tugging harshly at her hair, but she 
could follow the Mouse’s motions  a little…..   Moving 
around her head, back to the pile of gear by the couch, the 
Mouse found a small hand mirror…. and an adjustable arm, 
with a wide weighted circular base.  When Tanj had first 
seen it, she thought it was meant to hold a vibrator 
against someone, but now the Mouse was attaching the mirror 
to the arm.  “look into the mirror, and tell me what you 
see, Slave”  As he put the stand on the floor by her head, 
he adjusted the angle of the mirror; Tanj, looking back 
and up, saw and upside-down view of the wall at the far end 
of the room; the wall her crotch was pointed squarely at, a 
wall that seemed to have gone COMPLETELY transparent.  And 
beyond the wall, there appeared to be stadium seating, 
filled to capacity; it looked as if a hundred assorted 
furrs were sitting there watching the goings-on!

“Gotta be a hologram” Tanj groaned to herself as the 
Mouse moved back around her, to sit by her hips.  “Gotta 
be…….”  But as she stared at the mirror, she thought to 
herself that it looked awful realistic……  and once again 
the blood rushed to her face as she blushed!

As the Mouse busied himself with something she couldn’t 
quite see in the mirror, Tanj wondered at what the Mouse 
had said. Was she really excited by her self-bondage?  By 
her helpless situation?  “Aren’t I supposed to be fighting 
this every step of the way?” She thought to herself.  “Or 
would I spoil it if I admitted to myself that I liked it?  
Would something essential be lost if I didn’t fight the 
bondage, resist the ropes?  And you can’t fight it if you 
admit you want it, can you?”

The Mouse reached over her hip and stroked her pussy again, 
making her belly quiver at his touch; “You think you are 
resisting me; that you can’t be as we want you to be.  But 
that is an illusion.  You think that you still have your 
dignity, even here, even now.  But I will strip that from 
you.  I’m going to make you admit that you want everything 
we do here.  I’ll make you beg for more.  You will 
voluntarily give up even the illusion of resistance.”  With 
that, the Mouse slipped an angrily buzzing vibrator between 
the Cheetah Fem’s labia, pushing it in until only the base 
was visible.

Tanj stifled a moan, her eyes locked on the mirror, on 
the audience beyond the now-transparent wall.  Did they all 
seem to lean forward, as if to get a better look at what 
the Mouse was doing?  Twisting her head Tanj saw the 
Mouse lubing up another vibrator; before she had a chance 
to frame any sort of protest he was bending, to push it 
into her bottom, filling her completely…..  Tanj tried 
to still her cries as the two vibrators worked on her; she 
tried to keep from moving, to keep from squirming, but 
every once in a while, her hips would jerk as she sought to 
find SOME way to increase the friction, some way to 
stimulate herself….  As she suffered the waves of pleasure 
radiating from her crotch, the waves of embarrassment 
flowing through her, Tanj shook her head and vowed that 
this would NOT wring a confession, or an admission from 
her.  She was tougher than this……

The Mouse watched Tanj closely, a wry smile forming on 
his face.  After the vibrators had been working for a few 
minutes he rested the palm of his left hand on her mons and 
used his fingers to spread her labia, exposing her clitty.  
For a moment the index finger of his other paw pressed 
upwards on the base of the vibrator in her pussy, making it 
buzz harshly against the front wall of her pussy……

Tanj gasped, teetering on the very brink of her climax…. 
And then the Mouse was pushing down on the vibrator, 
lessening its effect on her; she moaned plaintively and 
then bit her lip to silence herself.  The Mouse just 
grinned, watching her face.  Holding up his paw, to where 
she could see it in the mirror, he chuckled; “I’m not going 
to let you climax until you beg for it.  This small bottle 
contains an anesthetic.  It’s the same one we use to 
suppress the gag reflex, in fellatio training.  It works 
perfectly on sensitive membranes, although it just lasts a 
few minutes……..”  Tanj groaned as the Mouse slowly 
pulled the vibrator from her pussy… she’d been SO close…  
And then he was spreading her again, to apply a single drop 
of the anesthetic directly to her  clitty.  He then put 
some on the tip of his finger and rubbed back and forth 
along her labia.  As the Mouse worked, Tanj could feel 
herself growing numb; oh, she could feel the pressure of 
his finger; it just didn’t feel good anymore…..

The Mouse smiled and picked up another mirror; holding it 
just so, he let the bound Cheetah have a good look, through 
the mirrors, at her own sex.  “You see, you’re still hot; 
dripping in fact; but you can’t feel anything, can you?”  
Holding the mirror with one hand he slipped the vibrator 
back into her snatch.  Tanj watched the vibrator push 
into her sex, felt the pressure, felt the vibrations, more 
as they were transmitted to other portions of her anatomy 
than by direct stimulation.  She could barely feel the 
plastic gizmo within her.  Wide-eyed she watched, helpless 
to tear her eyes away.  The Mouse smiled and again lifted 
the base of the vibrator, pressing its shaft against the 
front wall of Tanj’s pussy; she could feel the vibration 
in her hips, but that was all.  After a moment, the Mouse 
took one finger and started stroking her numb clitty 
directly……

Tanj watched in the mirror, her mind frozen; what if she 
was like this forever?  What if she never regained 
sensation down there?  How safe WAS this stuff?  Gradually, 
her panic faded, as over the course of several minutes, 
sensation slowly returned…..

The Mouse watched her face carefully, felt the tension in 
her muscles.  He knew well the signs of an impending 
climax, knew well just how to handle one such as this, how 
to break her spirit, destroy her resistance.  The use of 
pain was too crude in such things; positive reinforcement 
was so much more effective.  And this one was so easy to 
read…  Just as she was about to arch her back, to scream as 
her climax arrived, he applied another drop of the 
anesthetic to her hard little nub.

Tanj teetered on the edge, on the very brink of her 
release… and then suddenly all sensation ceased again.  
Jerking her head up until the pain of the rope tugging at 
her hair made her stop she STARED into the mirror… sure 
enough, that damnable Mouse was just putting the little 
bottle back down.  She didn’t even try to stifle the groan 
that escaped her mouth.

“I can keep this up all day.  And all night, if I have to.  
Or I can wash off the anesthetic, gag and blindfold you, 
and tie you suspended from the ceiling.  With both 
vibrators still in place and running.”  Tanj’s eyes 
shifted, looking upwards; sure enough there were several 
eyebolts in the ceiling directly above her.  The Mouse’s 
words brought her eyes back to the mirror, to his upside-
down image.  “I’ll put you in a harness and suspend you 
from the ceiling by it.  You will be floating above the 
floor, blindfolded, gagged, and spread-eagled.  And you 
won’t be able to stop having climaxes.  All night long, 
held in delicious bondage.”  The image of the Mouse 
grinned; “But you’ll have to beg me for it.  You’ll have to 
convince me, convince your audience out there, that you 
want it.”  Tanj’s eyes shifted to the transparent wall, 
to the crowd beyond.  Some seemed to have moved, shifted a 
little, but it was still evident that she was the center of 
their attention.  As she pondered her situation, the Mouse 
pressed upwards on the vibrator again.  Tanj felt the 
vibrations, the pleasure slowly growing as the anesthetic 
wore off……  

“Maybe if I don’t show any sign, I can steal a climax from 
this guy” Tanj thought to herself; “If I can get a 
climax, without begging, I can maintain my dignity…. Can’t 
I?”……. Tanj was concentrating, trying to block out the 
effects of the vibrators, of his occasional touch, trying 
hard to hold her body still…..   The first hints of another 
climax were just starting to form around the edges of her 
consciousness, when the Mouse suddenly jerked the vibrator 
from her pussy.  Tanj felt like howling in outrage, but 
once again managed only to bite her lip.  The Mouse smiled, 
and waited for what was obviously a calculated time before 
pushing the vibrator back into her, holding it, twisting 
it, moving it until she was panting on the very edge once 
again…… and then suddenly it all went numb again.

The Mouse worked at her.  Truly a labor of love, to take 
such a proud female and cave in her resistance, to 
eliminate her stubbornness…. And this one was truly 
stubborn.  But he loved a challenge and he had as much time 
as he needed.  Working slowly, he contrived to bring her to 
the edge of a climax about every half hour.  With the use 
of the anesthetic, he had much greater control over her; he 
was able to draw it out, letting her rest just enough to 
prevent exhaustion, but not enough to let her cool off.  
No, she was never allowed to cool off….  Smiling, one paw 
resting on her where he could gauge her heartbeat, he slid 
the vibrator back into her pussy, to be rewarded with a 
soft groan.  It wouldn’t be long now……

Tanj’s eyes flicked open as the pleasures started to 
build once again.  The image in the mirror showed the 
stands beyond the transparent wall more packed with furrs 
than ever before.  A few were quite openly stroking 
themselves as the Mouse worked on her.  Gazing at them, she 
wondered why she was resisting?  The Mouse seemed to have 
an infinite patience, and she knew the Academy would never 
admit to a failure like this.  The outcome had to be 
inevitable, didn’t it?  Besides, promises made under duress 
didn’t count, and if this wasn’t duress, she didn’t know 
what was.  Opening her mouth, the Cheetah tried to speak…..

“What was that?” muttered the Mouse.  Tanj coughed and 
shook, and then mewled; “Master, I can’t take any more… 
Please may I have a climax?”  The Mouse just smiled, 
pushing the vibrator a little further into her dripping 
pussy, lifting its base a little, to transmit the 
vibrations more directly to her clitty; “You have to beg 
me, Slave.  You don’t sound very sincere.  In fact, I don’t 
think you’re sincere at all.  I think you think you can 
squeak by with a feeble plea.  No, I don’t think you’re 
sincere at all……..

Tanj moaned, barely hearing what the Mouse said; the 
vibrator was making her whole crotch tremble, making her 
soul resonate in time with its pulsations…… and then 
suddenly it all went numb again.  Tanj HOWLED in 
frustration, her body surging, fighting her restraints.  
She was so tired, so cramped, and so very frustrated.  The 
Mouse just chuckled, one finger stroking her now almost 
completely numb clitty, as the vibrator pushed back in; 
“you think it over and let me know when you REALLY mean 
it……”

Tanj groaned; the anesthetic was wearing off slowly, the 
sensations returning; she knew soon she’d be balanced on 
the edge of another climax, and that she wanted it bad.  
Maybe if she started now, she could convince this bastard 
before he used that little bottle again…..  
“Puuuuulllllleeeeeeeeeezzzzzzz, Master” Tanj groaned; 
“Puuullllleeeeezzzz let this poor slave cum…..”  The Mouse 
looked down at her and grinned; “You don’t sound 
convincing, Slave.  Sometimes its easier to tell an 
unconvincing truth than it is to tell a convincing lie.  
Did you ever tell the Truth in an unconvincing way, because 
you didn’t want to be believed?”  Tanj groaned.  Even 
though she wanted the climax, didn’t care who saw, or who 
knew, didn’t care how she was acting in front of all those 
people, real or illusionary, she realized that there was 
still a kernel of pride that was keeping her from sounding 
convincing even though she was telling the truth…  Thought 
she was telling the truth.  Her voice sounded like 
something out of a bad play…..  The Mouse grinned; “you 
think its degrading for you to have to beg me for your 
release?  That’s just the start.  Before you leave here, 
you’ll be begging us to do all sorts of things to you.  But 
the journey of a thousand leagues starts with a single 
step.  Now say, it, little Slave; say it like you mean it!”

Tanj groaned and shuddered in her bonds; she wanted her 
release, wanted her climax, wanted to be let loose, wanted 
to go find a hole to crawl into and HIDE, to pretend none 
of this was happening to her, but as her mind flitted from 
idea to concept to image to idea, she realized that she DID 
want what the Mouse offered.  She wanted her climax.  She 
wanted it BAD.  She wanted to be tied up, hung, suspended 
from the ceiling, with a vibrator giving her as many 
climaxes as she could handle……  Panting she mewled softly, 
and begged for her release.

The Mouse smiled and let another drop of the clear liquid 
fall from the bottle’s dropper, onto the Cheetah’s clitty.  
The Howl she let loose as the sensations disappeared, as 
she once again went numb were music to his ears.  Bending 
over, he whispered in her ear; “Not good enough.”  Tanj 
howled; “Master I’ve asked for it; begged for it, what more 
do you want?”  The Mouse smiled and whispered, as if for 
her alone; “Asking, begging is no longer enough.  You have 
to convince me.  Convince me that you LIKE what’s happening 
to you, that you find this whole situation delicious.  
Convince me you want all those people to see you beg, see 
you plead, witness your confession that you like this.  
Tell me what you like, little Slave; tell me how good this 
feels.  Convince me.”

The Mouse watched the consternation flow over the Cheetah’s 
upside-down face, and with a grin, touched the dropper from 
the bottle of anesthetic to her clitty.  The dropper wasn’t 
full, but she didn’t know that, and her howls of protest 
were enough to convince him that she could no longer 
distinguish between genuine anesthesia, and the mere 
suggestion of it.  He smiled and moved to stroke one of her 
prominent breasts……..

Tanj moaned and squirmed as the Mouse brought her to the 
edge of yet another climax, only to have it denied.  Each 
time nirvana beckoned she was pulled back, her mind trying 
desperately to come up with words, with pleas that would 
convince the Mouse that she meant what she said.  
Eventually she was soaked in her own perspiration, her eyes 
stinging from the salt of her tears.  Tanj never could 
remember just what words finally convinced the Mouse of her 
sincerity, but she knew they WERE sincere.  She knew she’d 
literally begged, telling the Mouse the darkest deepest 
desires of her heart.  She’d begged to be tied, begged to 
be used.  Begged to be humiliated…..

The Mouse smiled and crawled around to Tanj’s head; 
setting the mirror on its stand off to one side, he took 
his place by her muzzle; “Suck” was all he said.  Tanj 
craned her neck, lips parting to take the Mouse’s hard cock 
between her lips; she sucked him with a fervor she’d never 
even imagined herself capable of before.  As she worked her 
tongue over the Mouse’s shaft, he rocked his hips, sliding 
his shaft in and out of her muzzle.  It seemed like just an 
instant, and a complete eternity before the Mouse was 
pulling his hips back, to spray his seed over her throat 
and chest.  “Very good, little Slave; you show promise.”  
Moving back around to Tanj’s crotch, the Mouse reached 
down and switched off the vibrators.


Tanj’s eyes flew wide open and her body jerked hard in 
her restraints; what was he DOING?  Hadn’t she convinced 
him?  Hadn’t she EARNED her climax?  Her reward?  The Mouse 
just turned and started untying her.  As the rope to her 
paws was untied, Tanj settled back, laying flat on the 
floor, her arms still beneath her, with a groan, feeling 
her muscles howl in protest and relief.  The Mouse undid 
all the other ropes and then gently rolled her over to 
unbind her arms and hair.  That done, he looked at her and 
said simply “stand.”  Tanj obeyed as rapidly as she 
could, given that her arms and legs didn’t really want to 
respond.  Mutely, dumbly she watched as the Mouse fetched 
an elaborate harness, a maze of oiled black leather straps, 
and chrome buckles.  It even had straps that went down the 
inside and outsides of her arms and legs, terminating in 
heavy padded cuffs at ankles and wrists, with other cuffs 
above her elbows and knees.  Belts encircled her hips, 
waist, and above and below her breasts.  Straps seemed to 
cover her everywhere…. Except for her crotch.  The Mouse 
worked methodically, tightening here and there, making sure 
it fit correctly.  Then he started laying out the 
suspension gear. 

Snap hooks were linked to a dozen points on her body.  
Cable ran to little hand-powered ratchets, and from there 
to the eyebolts in the ceiling.  The Mouse smiled and with 
one of the little ratchets in his paws, started working the 
lever.  Tanj felt one foot coming off the floor, rising 
higher and higher.  Then, the Mouse moved to another 
ratchet, and the other foot started coming up.  Tanj 
swung wildly for a moment, her body seeming to fall 
forward, swaying violently until she came to a new 
equilibrium.  Gradually the Mouse ratcheted her up to about 
waist height.  As Tanj hung there gently swaying she 
shook her dangling head.  The Mouse had promised, hadn’t 
he?  Was she going to get her reward?  Was it all for 
nothing?  Slowly the Mouse went around her, tying various 
places on her harness to eyebolts recessed in the floor.  
Then he was working the ratchets again, pulling her TIGHT 
into a spread-eagled position.  

Tanj looked around the room; the Mouse had departed 
without even a backwards glance.  She was horizontal, arms 
and legs widespread, her breasts dangling.  She’d just 
about given up on him when the door opened again and he 
padded into the room.  The device he carried in his paws 
immediately caught her attention; it was a thick leather 
strap, with two very prominent phallic shapes.  Padding 
around to between her widespread legs, the Mouse proceeded 
to work the dongs into her ass and pussy.  The strap was 
then buckled tightly to the belts around her waist and 
hips, locking the dongs deep within her.  Smiling, the 
Mouse wandered back around to face Tanj.  “I know you 
told me the truth earlier, and that you deserve your reward 
for such good behavior, but I think we need to reinforce 
the point just a little more.”  Behind him, the door swung 
open and a guard pushed a cart into the room.  On the cart 
were appetizers and a selection of fine liqueurs.  “The 
Academy is hosting a dinner tonight.  Some of our best work 
will be on display.”  The Mouse crouched to look into 
Tanj’s face; “you will beg the visitors to use your 
mouth.  Beg them to push the buttons on this box that will 
activate the vibrators in your ass and pussy.  You will beg 
them to use you in any fashion they want.  If you want your 
climax, you will have to beg for it.”  With that, the Mouse 
reached out and let his finger hover over the button on the 
box he’d set on the floor.  Tanj mewled softly, hung her 
head, and panted “Would Master please take pity on this 
poor helpless slave and grant her a climax?”  The Mouse 
smiled, ruffled her hair and just before leaving, pushed 
the button on the box.  The two vibrators immediately came 
to life, and as he padded through the door, Tanj moaned 
as her long-delayed climax blossomed within her.

Tanj’s head came up as she heard the door open.  A well 
dressed male Fox, and a lady Mink in a fine evening dress 
stood in the doorway, staring.  Tanj forced a smile; 
“Master…. Mistress…. Would you be so kind as to……”

The room was full of furrs.  Most were only partially 
watching as they discussed politics, or business, or the 
weather.  A few were clustered around the suspended slave.  
One, an Elk, had opened his pants to let the bound Cheetah 
Fem suck his cock, while he rewarded her by pushing buttons 
on the box that had laid on the floor beneath her head.  
Tanj sucked fervently, her crotch abuzz with the 
vibrations from the two dongs.  She’d lost count of the 
number of climaxes she’d talked the guests into giving her.  
Somewhere along the line she’d realized that she seemed to 
have a talent for wheedling them into doing what she most 
desired.  Maybe it was her sincerity, she thought to 
herself with a wry grin.  Rocking in her suspension 
bondage, she swirled her tongue around the Elk’s thick 
cock, wondering how long she could hold HIM on the edge of 
cumming?  Just so long as he kept pushing those buttons……..

Tanj sank into the steaming waters of the bath with a 
heartfelt sigh.  Across the tub, Marla the she-wolf watched 
curiously.  When the guard had strolled out of earshot she 
moved closer through the steaming water to whisper; “Where 
you been, Girl?  I was afraid you’d flunked the test!  What 
happened?  Tanj smiled and shrugged; “I guess I passed 
the test…. And learned a few things about myself in the 
process.  Other than that….”  Tanj grinned at the She-
Wolf; “I’ve just been hangin’ around”…..

Tanj's Tales: Introductory Restraint
Stardate 2397.14				By Kittiara


Tanj grumbled into her gag as the coffle moved into the 
classroom.  They’d been through a full day of 
“instruction,” covering such topics as posture and decorum.  
And of course, full nudity.  It had been made painfully 
clear that all they were likely to ever wear again, no 
matter where they were, no matter who they were sold to, 
would be their collar.  They’d had what laughingly passed 
for dinner, and been to the baths.  It was now time for the 
slaves-in-training to be locked into their kennels for some 
rest, NOT to be led back to yet another class!  As the 
guard unchained her from the coffle, Tanj knelt where 
she was told to, assuming the position she’d so recently 
been instructed in; back straight, knees obscenely spread, 
palms resting face- up on her thighs, eyes fixed on a spot 
between her knees….. well, mostly when the guards were 
looking she directed her gaze there.  When she thought she 
was unobserved, she let her gaze wander, curiosity gaining 
the best of her…..

Kayla the Otter was there, looking as miserable as ever.  
Marla the Wolf was there too, looking, if anything, 
excited, as if she were embarking on a new adventure.  
There was one other female Tanj didn’t know, and four 
males.  It was the first time she’d seen male slaves at the 
academy.  Casting her gaze over a well-formed ursine boy, 
as nude as she was, she wondered why she was surprised that 
guys were being enslaved as well as girls.

After she’d been kneeling for a while, Tanj found her 
joints getting sore, and she shifted a bit.  As she 
wondered how long they were going to have to wait, she 
noticed that most of the class seemed increasingly 
restless; she wasn’t the only one not yet used to kneeling 
like this.  As the instructor, a male gray Wolf walked in, 
Tanj wondered just how much practice she was going to 
get at kneeling “in the proper position”…….  The instructor 
paced about, looking at them all for a moment and then 
grunted; “Welcome to Introductory Restraint.  You’ll find 
that in your lives as slaves, you’ll be retrained rather 
often.  In fact, it may be that you’re tied or chained more 
often than not.  The purpose of this class is to get you 
used to it, and to teach you a little bit about it.  
Initially, I suspect, you’ll hate it, and resent it.  In 
time, you may come to appreciate it.  Some may actually 
find the loss of freedom… “liberating”.  Some may find it 
sexy.  Whether you gain these insights or not, you will 
learn to endure it with the proper attitude, the proper 
“grace”.  You WILL learn to endure it.”

Tanj watched as one of the guards started walking around 
the kneeling slaves.  As he passed each one, he dropped 
three lengths of a soft white braided rope.  Tanj looked 
at the lengths that hit the floor just in front of her, her 
head swiveling up to look as the Instructor started to talk 
again.  “each of you turn to the furr next to you; pair off 
into twos.  The one of you closest to the door will be tied 
the other, following my instructions.”  Tanj looked to 
her left, realizing that there was only one furr between 
her and the door; that meant that she got to do the 
tying…….

“Form the initial knot like this; two loops overlaying each 
other.  Slide it over the right wrist of the person you’re 
tying.”  Tanj formed the two loops, a simple clove 
hitch, and slid them over the right wrist of the Jaguar fem 
kneeling in front of her.  Pulling the rope tight, she 
looked up at where the Instructor was demonstrating with 
the well-formed ursine boy….  “Get your ties neat, the 
ropes side by side, smooth and orderly.  You wouldn’t 
believe how picky some Masters and Mistresses are about how 
a tie looks.  For some, that appearance is more important 
than anything else.  Now, take the free end of the rope 
and……”

Tanj looked at the bound Jaguar fem at her feet.  She’d 
tied her wrists together snugly behind her back,  and under 
her tail, forcing her to arch her back a little, several 
loops of rope being wound between her paws to get it nice 
and tight.  The loose end of the rope had been passed 
between her thighs, back to front, and then tied off around 
her waist.  This buried the length of rope rather severely 
in the girl’s pussy.  Another length of rope had been tied 
in a similar fashion around her ankles, just as neat, just 
as tight, and then brought up, for the other end to be tied 
around her arms, just above her elbows, pulling her back 
further into a “bent-bow” shape.  The only part of her that 
seemed to be in contact with the floor was her stomach…..  
The third piece of rope had been braided into her hair, 
with the loose end tied around the rope that bound her 
ankles, pulling her head back severely.  Tanj looked 
down at the poor girl, one paw resting on the cheek of her 
ass, and shook her head; she looked SOOOO uncomfortable!

The Instructor made his way around the room, checking, 
while the unbound slaves knelt by the bound ones.  As he 
passed Tanj, he paused, to check a few of the knots.  As 
he moved on, Tanj heard him grunt, although whether it 
was a grunt of disgust or approval, she had no clue.

“OK, students, pair up again; you know how now, lets see 
you practice your skill, and tie your partner in the same 
fashion.”  Tanj looked at the male Squirrel, who was 
kneeling closest to her and shrugged wordlessly.  He just 
gave her a wry grin and flopped down onto his stomach, paws 
crossed in the small of his back.  Tanj sighed, picked 
up the next rope and wondered if she should be grateful 
that she got to be free for a moment longer… or pissed that 
she had to do all the heavy work?

The instructor this time nodded his approval as he passed 
by Tanj.  The four free students had been reduced to 
two. Tanj and Kayla.  Kayla was looking a little 
nervous; her attempts thus far had drawn the instructor’s 
obvious scorn.  Not wanting her friend to draw further 
censure, Tanj looked at the Otter and holding up another 
length of the white rope, crooked her finger.  Kayla rolled 
her eyes and obligingly crawled across the floor to 
Tanj.

As Tanj worked, she watched her fellow classmates.  The 
Ursine boy was tugging hard at his ropes, as if he thought 
he might loosen them some.  Short sharp jerks that seemed 
to be accomplishing nothing but annoying the instructor.  
Others were squirming a bit, as if unable to keep still.  
Marla, the she-wolf, seemed to be rocking back and forth, 
as if trying to grind her crotch into the carpet, upset 
that she couldn’t get the degree of contact she wanted.  
Then Tanj remembered the crotch rope, and grinned.  It 
would be just like Marla to seek to stimulate herself by 
tugging on that rope…..  Others just seemed to be laying 
there, although the Jaguar lass seemed to be particularly 
wild-eyed and panting, as if she were about to suffer an 
attack of claustrophobia while in a crowded elevator.  As 
she finished with Kayla, the instructor stepped forward, 
checked a knot and nodded; grinning down at Tanj he 
purrrred; “your turn……..”

Tanj lay on her stomach, paws behind her back, wrist to 
wrist.  The instructor had taken three turns around her 
wrists, and then passed the rope twice between her arms, 
making the binding almost painfully tight.  As he rolled 
her over, Tanj grunted involuntarily; laying on bound 
arms was QUITE uncomfortable!  However it was nothing 
compared to the sensation of the Wolf pulling the rope from 
her bound paws up between her legs.  “One of the things you 
can do at this moment” the Wolf growled, “is to make sure 
the rope is buried deep in a female’s pussy.”  Using two 
fingers he spread her sex, laying the rope between the 
folds of her labia.  “Its both a nice thing to do, and a 
mean thing to do” he chuckled as he proceeded to loop the 
end of the rope twice around her waist, and then, pulling 
it tight, tie it off to itself just above her mons.  There 
was now a bright white Vee of rope from just above her sex 
spreading out to encircle her waist.  Rolling her back over 
the Wolf turned to the task of tying her ankles together…..  
As he worked, Tanj squirmed a little, experimentally.  
Gasping she understood what the Instructor had been talking 
about as the rope sawed through her pussy!

As the Wolf pulled her ankles up towards the small of her 
back, Tanj gasped.  It felt like he was trying to bend 
her in half the wrong way.  For a moment Tanj considered 
arching her back to relieve the tension, but then realized 
that he’d take up all that slack and then pull it tighter 
yet again.  Finally the Wolf finished tying her ankles to 
her bound elbows.  With a chuckle he twanged the rope as if 
it was a bowstring.  It hummed.

Tanj’s head came off the floor as he pulled her head 
back by her hair.  Wondering why she hadn’t gotten a 
pageboy, or some other short style, she found she had a 
good view of her fellow students.  She couldn’t lower her 
head if she tried.  The instructor finished up with a sharp 
slap on Tanj’s rump, making the Cheetah jump as if she’d 
been shocked.  Standing up, he growled;  “Now, as you 
practiced your tying, I was watching.  Positive behavior 
should receive positive reinforcement; however, negative 
behavior should receive….. negative reinforcement.  You’ll 
now be graded on your performance…..”

Tanj watched as the Wolf fetched a riding crop.  Moving 
down the line of bound bodies, the crop flicked out to 
touch here and there, as he offered his comments.  The 
Ursine boy was criticized for not holding still enough as 
he was tied.  A male Kangaroo got a couple of swats for 
sloppy knotsmanship.  And Kayla got four strokes for 
showing a distinct lack of enthusiasm for her work.  
Dropping the riding crop, the Wolf started around the 
circle again, this time giving out caresses, for things he 
thought students had done right.  As he worked, he 
lectured, talking about how being bound could be highly 
erotic, how it could position you in an inviting manner, 
your body just begging to be touched.  How your 
helplessness could inflame the lusts of your Masters or 
Mistresses.  He must have spent four minutes stroking 
Marla’s breasts and crotch, rewarding her for her 
enthusiasm, murmuring about how sexy and rewarding this 
could be all the while.  As Tanj wondered if this guy 
was for real, she caught a glimpse of Marla’s face; she 
seemed to be just eating up what he was saying......  As 
the Instructor stopped and rose, to padd away from her, 
Marla twisted to shoot him a frustrated, forlorn look, 
upset he’d stopped touching her.

Finally he stopped before Tanj; “And then there’s you.  
Your knotsmanship was good, your style acceptable… but when 
you looked at the Otter girl over there and called her 
over, you were coming dangerously close to “assuming 
control.”  A slave doesn’t take control.  I think you need 
to be taught your proper place…..”  Kneeling in front of 
Tanj, he pulled his loincloth free of his belt with one 
hand, as his other reached for Tanj’s hair…..

Tanj tried hard not to gag as the Wolf thrust his cock 
in and out of her mouth.  This one liked to drive it in 
deeply, and the Cheetah found herself gagging repeatedly as 
the head of his shaft tried to thrust its way past the back 
of her throat.  She found, bound the way she was, that if 
he sat on the floor, one paw on the back of her head, he 
could literally rock her whole body back and forth, making 
her mouth engulf his cock.  Working her tongue over the 
underside of his shaft, Tanj did what she could to 
please him, thinking the sooner he got his rocks off, the 
sooner he’d leave her alone.  Unfortunately, as he was the 
one controlling her motions, he was able to speed up, or 
slow down, as suited his tastes.  He took a good long time, 
enjoying her mouth, seemingly completely unconcerned about 
all the eyes watching him, until her jaw ached and her 
tongue felt like it was about to drop out of her mouth.  
Finally he started moving faster, bucking his hips up 
against her muzzle, and then, with a howl, he started 
spurting.……

Tanj groaned to herself; the Wolf had pulled out, 
spraying his seed all over her face.  She could feel it 
dripping down the sides of her muzzle, feel it sticking to 
her cheeks…..  Trying not to frown, she wondered WHY guys 
liked to do that…..

The Wolf picked up his loincloth, and with a jaunty 
whistle, padded out the door, turning off the light just 
before he exited.  Pausing at the door, he called back into 
the darkened room; “someone will be by to release you just 
before breakfast.  You’ve got a busy day ahead of you, so 
try and get some (*snicker*) rest…..”

Tanj sighed in the near-darkness.  Some light bled under 
the door from the hall, and it was really all the Cheetah 
needed.  Her night vision was pretty good.  Over in one 
corner was a bowl of water, but it was meters distant from 
the nearest furr, and there was no doubt they wouldn’t be 
coming in to take them to the bathroom.  Squirming a little 
she found there was NO way she could relieve the tension in 
her back or shoulders… or hips and knees and elbows and 
wrists…. Were they REALLY going to leave them like this 
over night?  What about the loss of blood flow?  This could 
do permanent damage!  Finally Tanj set aside her fears, 
and tried to find that quiet place in her mind, a place she 
could retreat to, where things like this just didn’t 
exist……

Tanj didn’t know how long she’d been off in her own 
little world, when she heard the moan.  Twisting around, 
swiveling her ears, she listened intently.  It sounded like 
someone was in real trouble…..  Then it came again, from 
her left.  Trying to remember who was where, she squirmed, 
doing her best to inch-worm herself around, to look.  A 
couple of meters away was the Jaguar fem that Tanj had 
tied… at the start of the class?  How long HAD it been?  
Squirming a bit, Tanj tried to get closer.  She knew 
they weren’t supposed to talk, that you could get in real 
trouble for that, but after basically rolling in the 
Jaguar’s direction she whispered; “you OK?”

The Jaguar was panting heavily, and Tanj could sense her 
body shudder; “Ooooohhhhhhh, I can’t STAND this!” the 
Jaguar whispered back; “My shoulders hurt, my back hurts, I 
can’t MOVE!”  Suddenly the Jaguar’s body went into a spasm 
of struggles as she tried to free herself.  Finally she 
subsided, to whimper; “If I can’t get free, I’m going to go 
CRAZY!  I can’t TAKE this!”

Tanj was trying to frame a reply when something soft 
bumped into her; turning her head she found herself looking 
at the bottom end of Marla.  The Wolf girl was grunting and 
squirming, her body wiggling from side to side.  Both 
Tanj and the Jaguar fem watched in amazement as Marla 
managed to squirm around until they were all head-to-head, 
more or less.  Marla giggled; “Hiya girls; what’s cookin’?”  
Tanj just shook her head; “Our friend here seems to be 
having problems.”  The Jaguar nodded, almost convulsively; 
“I’m a bit claustrophobic; can’t stand small places; can’t 
stand to be confined… and this is all too close.  I feel 
like if I can’t get free, I’m going to throw a screaming 
fit, or start foaming at the mouth…….”  Marla grinned; “I 
can understand that… I guess we’re just going to have to 
give you something to distract you!”  Tanj blinked and 
looked from the Jaguar to Marla and back; the Jaguar had 
her eyes closed, and looked as if she hadn’t heard a word 
Marla had said; there was a tenseness to her face, a 
brittleness, that had the Cheetah worried…..  Looking back 
at Marla, Tanj whispered; “what you got in mind?”

Marla smiled and just squirmed and wiggled some more, 
working her way down the Jaguar’s body, until she could 
lick at the Jaguar’s right breast.  As she felt the Wolf’s 
tongue, the Jaguar’s eyes snapped open, and her head jerked 
as if she wanted to turn, to look at what Marla was doing.   
Tanj had to smile; only Marla could think of sex at a 
time like this…….

It wasn’t easy; it must have taken half an hour to cover a 
little over a meter, but gradually, Tanj moved down by 
the Jaguar’s knees.  “Now comes the hard part” Tanj 
grunted to herself; shifting a bit, she pushed her muzzle 
between the Jaguar’s knees, and squirming, tried to move 
forward.  The Jaguar’s knees weren’t bound, but it would be 
an effort for her to spread her legs; still, as desperate 
as the Jaguar fem was to escape the prisons her mind 
imposed on her, she tried, doing her own squirming.  
Finally, craning her neck, pulling at her own tied hair, 
Tanj managed to get her tongue on the rope that sharply 
bisected the Jaguar’s crotch……  She couldn’t get to the 
really sensitive places, but she was sure she could 
distract the Jaguar never the less.

The Bear heard the faint giggles and the sound of moving 
bodies; squirming around he stared in disbelief as the 
little spotted cat lady and the She-Wolf seemed to…. What 
WHERE they doing over there.  Wincing as his motions tugged 
at his sore limbs, he squirmed, trying to get closer; this 
he HAD to see…….

Kayla lifted her head, to LOOK; with a groan she let her 
head fall back, until the rope tugged at her hair; What was 
WRONG with those two?  Didn’t they EVER stop?

Tanj’s muzzle was plastered with the Jaguar’s juices; 
somewhere along the line she’d discovered that if she 
flexed her body, the rope would saw through her cleft.  And 
in concert with Tanj’s tongue, she’d obviously decided 
that this was something nice.  Through the course of the 
evening, she’d sawn herself to at least three climaxes.  
Tanj was certain that the Jaguar would have at the 
least, rope burns.  But somehow, despite explorations by 
tongue, Tanj hadn’t tasted any blood…..  And at least 
she wasn’t moaning in terror anymore….

Tanj’s head jerked up as the lights came on.  She 
blinked hard, and then, realizing that her head was still 
wedged between the Jaguar’s thighs, tried to squirm away.  
However a large paw found her braided hair, to tug her 
upwards.  Tanj gasped as she was rocked back onto her 
thighs, and eyes wide, found herself looking into the face 
of a rather large Stallion; “No use trying to escape, 
little Slave; we caught ya red-handed!”

For once Tanj was glad that she was kneeling.  Her 
punishment for the previous night’s little escapade had 
been five swift strokes with a cane, on her bottom. She 
could feel the weals on her ass, where her heels rubbed 
against her tender bottom.  She’d seen the Jaguar fem in 
the baths, but she’d been ushered into a different tub; no 
chance to talk.  Now they were back in their “night class”, 
waiting for the instructor.  Random chance had deposited 
her on the floor next to Kayla, and the Otter looked as 
miserable as Tanj felt.  “I wonder why the Academy 
bought her?” Tanj mused to herself; “She certainly 
doesn’t seem to be cut out for this sort of thing”…. Then 
realizing the ridiculousness of her thought Tanj 
snorted; “Like YOU’RE cut out for this, Tanj Girl?” she 
thought to herself.  Once again her thoughts were cut short 
by the instructor showing up.  He padded directly across 
the room to stand in front of Tanj.

“Last night we had a student who got a little too 
enthusiastic.  I’m sure you all know what I’m talking 
about.  She’s been punished already, but just to make sure 
she doesn’t do it again……”  Tanj tried to focus her eyes 
on the object the Wolf was dangling right in front of her 
nose… it looked like a soft plastic representation of a 
male’s erect cock, attached to a leather strap?  The Wolf 
tapped the end of the thick phallus on the tip of Tanj’s 
nose; “In a way, it’s a shame, I had looked forward to…. 
Ah, but there are others… now, be a good girl and open your 
mouth…..”  Tanj finally realized what the Wolf was 
intending, and her eyes went wide as her lips parted.  The 
Wolf for his part, moved fast, taking little care, jamming 
the plastic dong into Tanj’s muzzle, moving to buckle 
one strap behind her head, another over the top of her 
muzzle between her nose and her eyes, to buckle under her 
chin.  Tanj for her part almost broke her posture, her 
paws fluttering off her thighs for a moment before she 
caught herself.  Trying hard not to gag, as the thing 
filled her mouth, straining her jaws, she looked around 
helplessly.  It was MUCH larger than the ball gags she was 
used to, and pressing against the back of her throat, she 
had to fight hard not to gag…..  As the Instructor tucked 
the end of the leather chin strap through the buckle, he 
straightened; “All nice and neat.  THAT should keep you 
from messing around when you’re not supposed to.”  Striding 
back to the front of the room, he turned and grinned at the 
class; “now, for tonight’s tie we use a short piece of 
dowel.  Pair up and do as I do.  Ah… you.  Bear boy.  You 
tie the Cheetah.  Make sure you tie her TIGHT.  I don’t 
want any more trouble with that one……

Tanj sat on the most sensitive part of her anatomy; her 
very sore bottom.  Her knees were drawn up to her chest, 
with a length of dowel underneath them.  Her arms were 
under the dowel, her wrists tied in front of her shins.  
The Bear had used exactly one short piece of rope, and the 
dowel, and here she was, effectively immobilized.  If she 
hadn’t been sitting on the direct spot the strokes with the 
cane had been applied to, it might almost be… well, no, 
this’d never be comfortable.  Tolerable perhaps….  As she 
watched the Instructor check knots, she wondered if when he 
was gone, she could roll over onto her back…..

The door closed with a *snick* behind the instructor.  
Tanj sighed and rested her chin on her knees.  Her jaw 
was already sore, and it was amazing how much saliva she 
was generating.  She was getting messy, just from her 
drool.  Hearing something whuf-whuf-whuffing from behind 
her, she turned her head to see Marla literally bouncing 
herself across the floor, moving like a demented, deformed 
inchworm.  Tanj stared in amazement, and then shook her 
head; she had no idea how the Wolf fem was managing to DO 
that!  “Heya, Tanj Girl” the Wolf whispered; “Gotta hand 
it to you; you managed to answer a question that’s been 
burning in my mind for some time!”  Tanj blinked and 
managed to mumble a “whhrf?” into her gag.  Marla nodded as 
if she’d understood perfectly; “Yup.  There’s nobody 
watching us!  It was the guard who caught you, that 
resulted in your punishment, not them watching us all night 
long; otherwise a bunch of us would have gotten it!”  
Tanj just mumbled something into her gag, not thinking 
the five stinging stripes with the cane was worth the 
information gained.  Marla grinned in the darkness; “So, I 
feel I kinda owe you a little something for your trouble…. 
But the way you’re sitting, its gonna be a little hard to 
repay you…..”  Tanj looked at the Wolf and wondered how, 
even if she wasn’t sitting, how Marla might be able to do 
ANYTHING about it…. But then, she didn’t WANT to be sitting 
anyways……  With a grunt she started rocking herself, back 
and forth until she rolled over onto her back.  “Ooooh, 
Tanj, that’s perfect!  Hold it just like that!”  Tanj 
couldn’t see Marla, but she could hear her grunting as she 
did something.. and then there was a thump and a thud, and 
to her absolute amazement, she felt Marla’s tongue applied 
to her sore bottom…..

Tanj shuddered, glad the gag was filling her mouth; 
Marla’s tongue was flicking back and forth over her clitty, 
and the sensation made her want to HOWL!  As her climax 
peaked, and slowly receded, she realized Marla’s tongue 
wasn’t where it had been a moment ago.  Then she heard a 
thud, and after a moment, the whuffing sound.  Marla 
bounced herself around to where Tanj could see her; 
“Can’t kneel on my hands for too long; gets painful; 
besides, Jenny, that’s our Jaguar friend, promised she’d 
distract herself tonight by licking ME!  Gotta go; and 
thanks again!”

Tanj’s chest was still heaving as she panted, still 
trying to catch her breath when she heard a deep voice; 
“What your friend did for you looked nice.  I think I can 
roll into the position she was in…..  Tell you what; if 
you’d like, I’ll … try to do what she did, if later, you 
try to return the favor.”  Tanj opened her eyes and 
looked at the young male Ursine.  “Ummuffa, mrrrfle  
grwwowr urrrkl” was all she could get out past her gag.  
The Bear just chuckled; “Oh, I don’t mean tonight, 
necessarily; the way I’m tied, not sure you could get at my 
cock anyways.  After watching, its pressed pretty hard 
against my stomach by my legs… but there WILL be a time in 
this place, of that I’m sure.  Besides, I don’t have 
anything ELSE to do.  Sure can’t sleep like this!”  Tanj 
did her best to shrug, a motion that came out as a squirm 
more than anything.  The Bear chuckled and nodded; “OK, let 
me see if I can rock forward….

Tanj eeped as something large and furry butted her in 
her sore bottom.  “Ow!  Sorry; mis-judged the distance.  
Bumped my nose too” the Bear whispered.  “Should have 
started further back, I guess….”  And then something large 
and wet was dragging itself along her pussy……

What the Bear lacked in skill, he made up for in 
enthusiasm, his large tongue lapping at her sex, squirming 
deep into her pussy, flicking here and there.  All Tanj 
could do was squirm, pant, and moan into her gag.  Her 
climax, when it came, was stronger than the first, and it 
left her weak and out of breath, with her eyes crossed….  
Finally, his tongue lapped at her softly, broadly, licking 
up her juices before withdrawing.  A few minutes and quite 
a few grunts later, there was a thud, and then the same 
scooting sound.  The Bear scrunched up besides Tanj and 
grinned down into her upturned face; “Don’t forget now!  Ya 
owe me one!”  Tanj just nodded as best she could.  After 
a moment the Bear looked up as a “Pssst!” was heard.  It 
was Marla, giggling; “Hey, Bear!  If you can catch me, you 
can have me!” she stage-whispered.  Then she was scooting 
across the floor headed for the other side of the room.  
The Bear chuckled and huffing, started after her as best he 
could…..

Tanj dozed in fits and jerks, unable to achieve a sound 
sleep.  Somewhere across the room someone was snoring and 
Tanj was envious.  Squirming, trying to rub her sore 
back against the carpet, she wondered what time it was, 
just before drifting off again.

Tanj awoke with a jerk!  Was she free?  Was the guard 
untying her?  Suddenly she realized that she had fallen 
onto her left side, and the dowel, sticking out to the 
side, had hit the floor first.  Somehow the impact had 
driven it to the right, sliding under her knees, over her 
arms.  Its end had slipped off of her left arm!  
Instinctively she squirmed, and in a moment was standing in 
the middle of the room, her paws bound in front of her, but 
otherwise free!

Tanj’s first thought was to unbuckle and remove that 
*&%$#%*! Gag, but as she lifted her paws to her head she 
froze.  She had “escaped” and there were severe punishments 
for that.  What time WAS it?  How long before the guards 
returned?  Suddenly it seemed her hearing was very acute, 
as she strained to hear the sound of footfalls in the 
corridor outside.  For an instant she wondered, if she was 
going to be punished for “escaping” perhaps she should try 
the door, see if it was unlocked, to take advantage of the 
situation and REALLY try to escape…. Then she remembered 
the security cameras and electomagnetically locked doors 
and sighed.  Hurriedly resuming her sitting position, 
ignoring the screams of protest from her posterior, she 
fumbled with the dowel, wondering how she could get it back 
in place…..

Close to tears, she tried again; she could get the dowel 
over one arm, and under her legs, but she could NOT get it 
over her other arm.  No matter how she twisted, how she 
strained, she just couldn’t do it by herself….  Looking 
around, she found the Bear looking at her in the 
darkness…..

“I don’t know if this is going to work; there isn’t much of 
the stick to push on, Missy” the Bear rumbled.  Tanj 
tried to look encouragingly, wishing she could tell him 
that if he pushed until her arm broke, it would probably be 
better than being punished for “escaping”……  The Bear 
rocked onto his back, squirmed around some with what was 
becoming a significant level of practice, and brought one 
heel down on the wooden shaft.  Tanj felt her arm 
complain as he pressed down, the other end of the dowel 
coming up under her knees.  Tanj squirmed, trying to 
work the wood over her other arm, praying with every fiber 
of her body….. The Bear, thinking the other end of the 
dowel wasn’t high enough up, pushed down harder on his end, 
all but lifting his bottom off the floor.  There was a 
snap, and suddenly Tanj felt the dowel break…..

The Stallion looked down at the Cheetah and sighed; “you 
really ARE Trouble, aren’t you?  You’re in for it now, 
Slave.  Tanj hadn’t even tried to hide the broken dowel, 
but had merely placed it on the carpet in front of her, 
kneeling in the otherwise correct position…….

Marla squinted through the steam, and nudged Jenny, the 
motion making ripples in the water of the bath.  A guard 
was leading someone in……. someone shorter than the male 
Tiger guard, someone with spots….  Trying not to grin too 
widely, Marla glanced at Kayla as the Otter grumbled; 
“Guess they didn’t kill her after all.  Jenny nodded, eyes 
wide; “Yeah, but she don’t look too good.”  The latter drew 
a stern look from the Tiger guard, who was now close 
enough, if not to hear them, then to see lips moving.  
Unclasping the leash, and then unbinding the Cheetah fem’s 
paws, he rudely shoved Tanj into the water.

Marla reached out and pulled Tanj to her as the Cheetah 
surfaced.  Glaring at the retreating guard, the Wolf fem 
waited until he was safely out of earshot and then turned 
to look at Tanj; she looked…… frazzled.  That was the 
only way to put it.  As if every hair on her body had 
decided to join a group, and each group had decided it 
hated the groups around it.  Little tufts of fur stood out 
from her hide in every which way.  And yet, as much as she 
searched, she couldn’t find whip marks, or even bruises…..  
“Tanj girl, we thought they’d killed you!  What 
HAPPENED?”  Tanj shuddered…. “killed….. no…. that would 
have been a relief……”  With a shudder, and a slosh of 
water, Tanj convulsively hugged the Wolf; “Oh, MARLA!  
They had some sort of a device… something that attached 
with little electrodes…. And when they pushed the switch, 
it felt as if every fiber of my body was on fire!  I never 
DREAMED I could hurt that bad!”  Kayla nodded solemnly; 
“I’ve heard of those.  Pain inducers.  They directly 
stimulate the nervous system.  They’re SUPPOSED to be 
illegal…..”  Tanj shuddered and whispered; “They wanted 
to find out what had really happened.  What I was up to.  
What my plans were, who my accomplices were……  No truth 
drugs, no hypnosis, no voice stress analyzers, just pain 
and pain and more pain…….”  Marla nodded and snuggled the 
Cheetah softly; “and you told them the truth, told them it 
was all an accident…..”  Jenny nodded and whispered; “and 
finally they believed you……..”  Tanj nodded, and 
shuddered again; “Finally, they did.”  And then her eyes 
went wide; “Oh, MARLA!”  Marla smiled and put a finger over 
Tanj’s muzzle; “I know; you told them all about me, and 
the bear, and what’s been going on; that’s OK, Dear.  I 
don’t think they really care…….  Right now, just relax; its 
over…….”  Tanj leaned back against the Wolf fem and slid 
down into the steaming water; “Over?  No….. no its not 
over.  Not yet.  Not until I’m shed of this place……… not 
until places like this don’t exist anywhere in the 
universe…….”

Tanj was still shaking when the coffle moved into the 
classroom.  The pain inducer didn’t seem to have done any 
permanent damage, but she still felt exhausted and drained.  
“Come on, Tanj” she thought to herself; “They say you 
can’t remember pain.  Get over it.”  And yet, every time 
her mind drifted back to the day’s events, she shuddered, 
and her knees went weak……  It was a relief to kneel on the 
floor as the guard unchained her…..

The wait for the instructor’s arrival seemed almost 
pleasant.  Tanj was in no hurry for him to appear, 
certain he’d add his own little touch to her day’s 
punishments for her “escape”……  And when he finally 
arrived, leading a slave, a porcupine fem, stalking through 
the door, slamming it behind him, he marched right up to 
stand over her.  Looking down at her, the Wolf growled; 
“I’ve been hearing all sorts of stories of …. “illicit” 
sex, and goofing around going on in here.  I’m beginning to 
think you aren’t taking this course seriously!  All right, 
I think you’ll find tonight’s lesson a little less … 
enjoyable.”  Looking down at Tanj he growled; “and you… 
I’m going to make an example out of YOU!”

The Wolf lectured the class on the various uses of hair in 
tying a furr as the female porcupine braided Tanj’s 
hair, working from a top-knot on down.  Somewhere they’d 
found a platinum blonde “fall” that almost exactly matched 
her hair, to weave into the braid, as one might make a 
“long splice” with a piece of rope.  When the porcupine 
lass was done, Tanj’s hair reached from the very top of 
her head to the floor in one long braid.  The end of this 
was wrapped around a teardrop shape of bent metal called a 
“thimble” and then braided back into itself.  When the 
slave was done, it was obvious that Tanj could be 
fastened by her hair alone……

The Instructor lowered a rope from the ceiling, attaching a 
hook to the “eye” in the end of Tanj’s hair and tugged.  
Tanj came off her knees with an involuntary yelp, and 
the Instructor took up the slack as she stood.  When he 
finally tied off the rope, Tanj was standing on tiptoes 
in the middle of the room, her arms waving as she tried to 
maintain her balance.  The Instructor watched her for a 
moment and then gestured to the Porcupine lass, who left 
the room, only to return moments later with two three-
legged stools.  These were placed on either side of 
Tanj.  The Instructor chuckled as he moved around behind 
Tanj, to wrap his arms around her waist, lifting her up; 
“Stand on the stools; one foot on each!”  Tanj struggled 
to comply, finding her legs suddenly well spread.  The 
Instructor gave her a slap on the rump and then proceeded 
to take up the slack on the rope, until once again, she was 
standing on tiptoe.  “In this position, the slave has to be 
very attentive to her footing; should she stumble, and 
loose her footing, she’ll wind up hanging by her hair.  I’m 
told that’s very painful.  Oh, and if she kicks over one of 
the stools, she’ll not be able to regain her stance, no 
matter what she tries….  Now that we have our model 
properly positioned, we can continue……”  Holding up a Vee-
shape of leather, festooned with buckles, the Instructor 
chuckled; “This is called an arm binder, also known as a 
monoglove.  It attaches to the back of the slave’s collar 
like this.  Her paws go in the pocket at the bottom, face 
to face and this strap binds them together at the wrist.  
Now, when we tighten all the other buckles, it pulls her 
arms TIGHT behind her, encasing them in a Vee of black 
leather.  Doesn’t that make her breasts stand out nicely?”  
Padding back around the precariously balanced Cheetah, the 
Wolf grinned; “and now to complete our ensemble, a nice 
thick plug gag……”

Tanj groaned into her gag, as she tried hard to hold her 
balance on the wobbling stools.  Her feet were cramped 
already, and her jaw muscles complaining, and the 
Instructor hadn’t even finished with tonight’s tie….   Most 
of the class was already bound, each male back-to-back with 
a female.  The Male’s paws were brought behind his back, 
around the Female’s waist, where they were tightly tied to 
each other.  While this might have otherwise left them in a 
nice spot for some caressing, a rope to the female’s collar 
held them pulled up so that there was no hope of getting in 
any erotic touches.  The Female’s paws likewise were 
brought around behind her, but in most cases, as the males 
were larger, their paws were merely tied to each other, the 
rope between them forming a crease in the male’s belly.  
Legs were crossed, indian fashion, ankles tied to thighs.  
It was obvious no one was going anywhere tonight, and the 
chances for any pleasure dwelled with those few females 
tied to slender males.  From where she teetered on the 
stools, Tanj could see Kayla tied to a male squirrel, 
her wrists actually lashed to each other right at the top 
of his sheath……  And she knew that when the instructor 
left, that Squirrel was going to be in for an interesting, 
and probably sleepless night.

The last to be tied was the Bear.  With Tanj “out of the 
equation” he was tied to the female porcupine the 
instructor had brought.  It was obvious by the look on his 
face as the ropes were tightened that his back was going to 
be quite tender for a long time to come.

Tanj tried shifting her weight from one foot to the 
other, but that didn’t help much.  Somehow she knew before 
the night was over, she’d be hanging from her hair.  It was 
absurd to think that she could stand on tiptoes all night 
long…  And yet, she didn’t have much choice.  Biting down 
on the gag, she concentrated on holding as still as she 
could…….

Tanj’s eyes came open with an almost audible “snap” as 
the door opened.  The way she was bound, she couldn’t get a 
good look at the door, but her ears told her the guards had 
arrived to release the slaves for the next day’s routine.  
Trying to put on a stoic demeanor, Tanj waited as every 
single other slave was released.  When the guard finally 
lowered the rope holding her hair to the roof, Tanj 
collapsed, grimacing at the cramps in her legs and feet.  
When the guard pulled the plug gag from her mouth he 
grinned; “well look at this; bit almost clear through!  
Guess you had yourself a rough night, eh, slave?  Now… 
what’s the punishment for damaging Academy property?”

Tanj knelt on the floor, trying to keep her eyes open.  
The day’s classes had been a blur, something seen through a 
thick haze.  Her instructors had been forced to frequently 
re-acquire her attention with a sharp rap of a riding crop, 
or a slap.  Despite the danger of not appearing attentive, 
Tanj was just too exhausted to see straight.    When the 
instructor entered the room, Tanj’s head came up with a 
jerk.  She heard his chuckle and stifled a growl…..  
“Tonight, Class” the wolf growled “We deal with some 
adjuncts to the basic art of bondage.  Girls, I want you to 
each take three of the shoe-laces I’m handing out, and turn 
to your male partners, as we explore the delicious world of 
genitalia boundage.”

Tanj looked at the Bear’s crotch from a distance of 
several inches.  One shoe-lace had been tied tightly around 
his balls, making them bulge.  Another shoelace had been 
slipped under the back of the first, and brought forward to 
be tied to the front of the first loop, being used to 
further bind his sack, dividing his balls.  The third had 
been tied on one side of the assemblage, and brought 
upwards over his sheath, forcing his cock to protrude, to 
be tied to the other side of the loop around his sack.  It 
looked….. uncomfortable at best, and very painful at worst.  
As she stared at him, Tanj wondered about restricted 
bloodflow and unintended castration……  The Instructor 
paused, running his fingers over the Bear’s bound balls, 
and then nodded; “very good.  Not too tight, not too 
loose.”  And then he was moving on to examine Marla’s 
handiwork with a male kangaroo; “No, no, NO!  Much too 
tight!  We do not want to Damage the merchandise!  Re-do it 
immediately!”  Tanj held her pose, kneeling in front of 
the Bear, as the Instructor moved off to examine Kayla’s 
handiwork.

Tanj, glancing to the side, gauging the Instructor’s 
progress through the class, leaned forward to run her 
tongue over the Bear’s bulging balls.  It was an 
interesting sensation.  She grinned up at him and gave him 
a wink, hoping he wasn’t mad at her.  His efforts to help 
had been well meant, and Tanj was sorry for having 
gotten him punished, tied to that Porcupine girl…..  She 
felt her heart rise a little as he winked back…….  Her 
attention was suddenly drawn back to the class as the 
instructor called out; “OK, now for phase two; Gentlefurrs, 
you now get to practice the art of Breast Bondage on the 
ladies, possibly repaying them a little for their cruel 
handiwork with you………”

Tanj sat cross-legged, ankles lashed to thighs.  Her 
paws were tied palm to palm, with not only a rope around 
her wrist, but with string binding finger to finger as 
well.  The rope from her wrists was tied to the back of her 
collar, pulling her wrists up sharply behind her back.  
Rope encircled her chest, above and below her breasts, 
compressing them at the base, making them stand out from 
her body.  The Bear had then wound rope in a figure eight 
around her breasts, pulling them together, and further 
restricting their base.  Looking down at herself, Tanj 
thought she looked as if someone had pasted a couple of 
round balloons to her chest.  It was very tight, and her 
breasts throbbed softly with her heartbeat, and she thought 
she had some small measure of empathy for the Bear and his 
bound testicles.  Despite the strained posture, and the 
pain from the tight ropes, Tanj was still close to 
dozing off when the Instructor came back to her; “one more 
little touch for you, my rebellious one.”  

Taking two pairs of chopsticks, he put rubberbands tightly 
around the base of each pair.  Setting one pair down on the 
floor, his paw stroked her left nipple, teasing her until 
it tightened into a hard little nub.  He then spread the 
shafts of the chopsticks, placing one stick on either side 
of her nipple about mid-way along the length of the 
chopstick.  Bringing the other ends of the chopsticks close 
together, he used another rubberband to hold them together.  
Tanj's nipple was trapped painfully between the sticks.  
Chuckling, the instructor proceeded to use the other pair 
on her other nipple.  Grinning, he rose, turned off the 
lights and left.

Tanj looked down at her pinched nipples and shook her 
head; and she’d thought having her breasts tied was 
uncomfortable; this was downright painful.  Groaning, she 
settled down to try and get what rest she could…….

Tanj gradually came back from dreamland, to hear 
giggling……  Forcing her eyes open she tried hard to focus.. 
and when she did focus she couldn’t believe what she saw.  
Somehow, Marla and Jenny had knocked Kayla over; the Otter 
was on her side, her legs still bound in a triangle shape.  
Both the wolf and the Jaguar were giggling and lapping hard 
at the Otter’s exposed sex.  The fact that they were both 
balanced on knees and bound breasts didn’t seem to hamper 
them in the least.  At least they were tied such that they 
could almost lay almost flat on their stomachs……  Tanj 
just shook her head and chuckled.  Looking around, she 
spied the Bear, sitting there, watching her.

“Oh, what the Hell, I can sleep later” Tanj thought to 
herself.  Twisting her body, she investigated just what it 
would take to move closer to the ursine……

The Bear grinned at her as she squirmed closer.  The 
Cheetah fem had tried following Marla’s lead, but 
inchworming on her stomach wasn’t working; the chopsticks 
kept catching on the carpet.  Rolling over and over seemed 
to be the best bet, with occasional “course corrections” 
made while on one side, squirming to change the angle.  
Finally she rested, panting hard, only a foot or two from 
the Bear.  Grinning up at him, Tanj whispered “Think I 
owe you one about now; probably more than one…. I really 
didn’t mean for you to get in trouble for trying to help me 
the other night.”  The Bear shrugged; “its OK; I don’t 
think it was as bad as it looked.”  Tanj raised an 
eyebrow; “Tied to a Porcupine?  I’d think your back would 
be raw!”  The Bear just chuckled; “No, the instructor 
pushed most of her quills down before shoving her back at 
me; now if they’d been perpendicular to my back, I’d 
probably still be “stuck” on her, but as it was, it was 
just an irritation, not a disaster.”  As the Bear talked, 
Tanj rolled over onto her stomach, and grunting, tried 
to inchworm closer.  Finally, she was able to rest her head 
on his crossed legs, her tongue able to flick out over his 
sheath.  Squirming, she tried to get closer, only to find 
the ends of the chopsticks pushing into his shins, with the 
resulting painful tugging on her nipples.  Craning her 
neck, Tanj started licking softly, teasingly, nuzzling 
against the Bear’s bound sex.

It wasn’t easy, but Tanj finally captured the head of 
the Bear’s shaft between her lips; she didn’t have much of 
a choice but to bend it down towards the perpendicular, 
something that was probably moderately uncomfortable for 
him.  Especially considering how he was bound….  Of course 
as she tugged it down, it only forced more of its length 
into her mouth, something that, judging from the grunts and 
groans he was making, seemed to delight him.  Tanj 
worked her tongue around his shaft, bobbing her head up and 
down, in an effort to work his cock in and out of her mouth 
as best possible, given how she was tied.  And from the way 
the Bear was squirming, his hips trying to rock, to thrust 
his shaft into her mouth, it was obvious he was enjoying 
her attentions greatly.  Despite the strained posture, her 
tightly tied breasts pressing into the carpet, supporting 
her chest, Tanj did what she could to take her time, to 
make it as languorous and sultry-slow as possible, bringing 
him to the edge and then letting him cool down some.  The 
Bear didn’t seem to want any of that, whispering with 
increasing urgency, urging, and then begging Tanj to 
finish him, to get him off…. Finally Tanj relented, 
pulling her head down, driving his shaft deeper into her 
mouth as her tongue stroked over the sensitive underside, 
that one little spot just behind the head of his cock.  
With her tongue dancing wildly over his shaft, the Bear 
grunted, and shuddered, his cock starting to spurt.  
Tanj swallowed as fast as she could, amazed at the 
quantity of jism the Bear could put out with his balls tied 
as tight as they were.  Finally he quieted, groaning softly 
with pleasure…….  Tanj pulled her head back, giving his 
glistening shaft a few soft, teasing licks.  Then with a 
grunt, she shoved herself back into a sitting position.  
Running her tongue around her muzzle, making sure there 
weren’t any telltale signs, she grinned at the Bear.

“No, I can’t really think of anything beyond getting OUT of 
here.  Oh, I admit, escape’s probably impossible.  I 
certainly don’t see any effective way out.  At least not 
without outside help….  MASSIVE outside help.  And after 
the other day, I’d have to have a DAMN good idea I could 
actually pull it off before I tried it again.  But I don’t 
like it here, don’t like what they’ve done to me, and I 
don’t care to think about what the future might hold for 
me.”  The Bear nodded and whispered back; “I guess it all 
depends on your frame of reference.  I never knew my 
father; my mother was a day laborer, and we were dirt poor.  
Never had anything.  She died from some illness she caught 
working in the rain one day.  It was probably something a 
healthy, well-fed person never would have caught, something 
a decent hospital could have cured in a few days…. But we 
didn’t have any money, and the only hospital nearby said 
they already had more charity cases than they could handle.  
After she died, I was sold to this place to pay off her 
debts.  To tell you the truth, I’m not sure its all that 
bad.  I’m eating better here than I ever did before, and I 
get clean each day.  I’m not cold…”  Grinning, the Bear 
looked at her; “And I’ve met some interesting people.  No, 
I’m not THAT unhappy.  As for the future, well, I just hope 
I wind up with some decent Master or Mistress.  Preferably 
a Mistress.  A KIND Mistress.”  Tanj chuckled; “A kind, 
sexy, Mistress”  The Bear nodded; “A kind, sexy, RICH 
Mistress!”  Tanj just laughed; “I hope you get it; I do 
believe you deserve a break.”  After a moment of silence, 
Tanj sighed; “I guess there’s a silver lining to every 
dark cloud…. At least for some people.

Tanj was surprised when in the morning after breakfast, 
her coffle was led back to the restraint classroom.  As the 
guard unchained her, and ushered her through the door, she 
observed most of her fellow students in this class already 
in place.  Kneeling in her usual spot, she wondered if this 
meant that they were going to miss dinner, miss the nightly 
bath…..

The Instructor padded into the room, followed by a guard, 
his arms full of… rubber?  Grinning at his students, the 
Wolf growled; “we’re getting into some subjects now, that 
are probably best done before your daily bath.  Today we’ll 
touch on the use of all-encompassing garments as it relates 
to bondage.  I’m sure later in your “Erotic Dress” classes,  
you’ll explore latex a little further.  Right now, we’re 
going to see how it can be used for restraint.  Tanj, 
you come here; you’ll be the “demonstration” for the 
others…….”

Tanj sneezed as the Wolf dusted her with the white 
powder; “This is talcum powder; it will help ease your way 
into the latex.  Latex is a very stretchy polymer, and will 
adhere to you like a second skin.  Some furrs have this 
thing for smooth, hairless skin, and if they decide not to 
shave you, this is the next best thing.  Tanj looked at 
the garment the Wolf was holding up; it was shiny and 
black… and while it resembled a jumpsuit, it seemed to have 
only one leg…… and in a vee behind the back, only one 
“sleeve”….. and it came with a hood….

Grunting, Tanj tried to pull the rubber up over her 
legs.  Both feet were side by side, encased in the single 
“leg” of the suit.  It even had a “bootie” for her feet.  
The thing felt like it was three sizes too small, and 
Tanj had to struggle hard to pull it up.  As she 
struggled the Instructor stood back and made the occasional 
comment.  Her suit, it turned out, was a female one; the 
male ones only had a single butt-plug built into the 
crotch…….  Getting the stretchy stuff up around her hips, 
Tanj grimaced as she moved to work first the dildo into 
her sex, and then the butt-plug into her bottom.    As she 
was doing this, the instructor worked her tail through a 
hole in the seat of the garment.  Pulling the latex up over 
her hips seated them both deep within her, and it was 
obvious that they were there to stay until she could remove 
the garment.

The Wolf had to help once she’d pulled the suit up to her 
waist; her arms were pulled together behind her back, her 
paws palm to palm.  The rubber was slowly stretched up her 
arms, up along her torso, until the Wolf, with a grunt, was 
able to work it over her shoulders.  As he pulled the 
zipper up her front, careful  not to catch any of her fur, 
she felt it compress her chest, squeezing her breasts…. The 
inside of the suit over her breasts was covered with little 
bumps, with a myriad of longer bumps in the area of her 
nipples; it felt …. “interesting” as the Wolf tugged and 
massaged the suit into place….  Turning to face the class, 
the instructor chuckled; “now comes the fun part.  The hood 
is equipped with a gag, and pads for over the ears.  In 
fact, the only holes in the suit are in the area of your 
nostrils.  Now these are basically generic suits, so they 
may fit some better than others…..”  So saying, the Wolf 
started to work the hood over Tanj’s head, flattening 
her ears to her skull, stretching the latex over her 
muzzle, sliding the built-in gag into her mouth, until he 
could slide the zipper up over her throat, to the tip of 
her chin.  She couldn’t see anything through the latex, 
couldn’t hear a thing through the thick pads over her ears.  
The air smelled of rubber, and the plug gag in her mouth 
tasted of rubber.  She couldn’t see, hear, or do more than 
squirm.  Cut off from the outside world, her heatbeat loud 
in her ears, she waited……..  As she waited, the thought 
back to the instructor’s comments about Masters and 
Mistresses that liked smooth, hairless skin….. Shaved?  Her 
owner might SHAVE her?  Tanj groaned into her gag and 
shuddered in disgust.

It seemed like she’d been standing there for an hour, when 
both the butt-plug and the dildo started vibrating, droning 
to life between her legs.  The vibrations were quite 
noticeable, but as time wore on, they proved to be just 
short of the level required for her to climax.  Panting, 
chest heaving against the tight rubber, she stood there and 
squirmed……

Her rumbling stomach made her think that it must be getting 
near time for dinner.  She’d wished she’d started counting 
her heartbeats when they closed the zipper; that might have 
given her some indication of the passing time.  Wondering 
when they might let her go, Tanj continued to stand 
there, tightly encased….. highly aroused, and very 
frustrated.

Tanj groaned to herself; her hunger pains had faded.  
Her chest hurt from the constant strain of breathing, her 
expanding rib cage stretching the latex with every breath.  
And she was hot.  Panting hot.  Sweating hot.  She felt 
like the suit was filling up with her sweat, and with the 
juices trickling from her thoroughly sodden pussy…..  She 
felt like she’d been imprisoned in a  sauna, and had been 
there for years……

Tanj’s head snapped up and she almost fell as the 
vibrations suddenly stopped.  She felt someone fumbling 
under her chin, and then the zipper was being pulled down, 
the hood peeled back, snapping around her head as it was 
stretched off her muzzle.  The Instructor looked at her and 
grinned; “squirm out of the suit by yourself.”  Looking 
around, Tanj realized that having been the first student 
so encased, she was the first to be released.  She was also 
the only one still standing.  All the other forms were 
laying on the floor….. “Well, while no one told me I could 
lay down, they didn’t say I COULD lay down either…..” she 
grumbled to herself….  “or maybe they just lost their 
balance and fell…..”  Squirming, panting harder than ever, 
the Cheetah struggled to work her way out of the latex 
sheath……  She grinned as the thought of a butterfly 
emerging from its chrysalis flitted through her mind.  The 
air of the room felt cool on her damp fur.

“OK, class, now that you’ve had your fun for the afternoon, 
this is how you CLEAN the suit you’ve just worn……”  Tanj 
glanced at the wall over the instructor’s head.  This room 
had a clock, and it showed that they still had a half hour 
before dinner!  Without sight or sound, it had seemed like 
she’d been in the suit for DAYS; instead it had been just a 
few hours……

Marla watched as the guard strolled by, and then leaned 
close to Tanj; “I got a look at one of the guy’s suits 
as the Instructor put it on; it seemed to have like a 
codpiece that went over their crotch.  I think it must 
stroke them somehow, or vibrate in the right place, to 
excite them as the dildos did us.”  Tanj nodded; “it 
seems like it wouldn’t be fair for us to get some fun out 
of it, and not them.  But for the life of me, I don’t know 
of ANY satisfactory mechanical means of masturbation for 
guys…..”  Kayla chuckled; “if there WAS one, do you think 
the Academy would be able to stay in business?”  Marla 
stifled a chuckle and with a quick glance at the guard, 
nodded; “Oh Yeah; not all of this is sexual; some folks 
just like to feel in control.  I think that’s as much a 
reason for slaves as anything……”

“As you’ve been such a good class (with a few notable 
exceptions), we’re going to do something a little different 
tonight.”  The instructor seemed to be in a good mood for a 
change.  “We’re going to further investigate tying you to 
each other again, except this time, you’ll be in a position 
to pleasure each other.  Some Masters and Mistresses like 
to put on “living exhibitions” at parties or such.  Tonight 
you will be graded on the show you put on, and on how many 
orgasms you give your partner.  Yes, Marla, tonight we WILL 
be watching.  Now, I want all the males flat on their 
backs……

Tanj squirmed.  The Kangaroo’s tongue was deep in her 
pussy, squirming tirelessly.  It made it real hard for her 
to practice her fellatio on his cock.  Of course the way 
her head harness was tied to his thighs, it was certain 
that his shaft would remain in her mouth until he softened; 
and she wasn’t about to let THAT happen.  Still, he seemed 
to have been drained of all the cum he had; they’d been at 
it for HOURS and she knew she was sore; she could only 
imagine how sore HE was by now……  And tired.  Didn’t his 
tongue EVER get tired?  Panting as yet another climax 
threatened to overwhelm her, she bucked against him, 
working against the straps, trying as best she could to 
work his cock in and out of her mouth……

Something large and furry bumped into Tanj, and the 
harness jangled as the straps went tight as she tried to 
look to that side.  From the corner of her eye she caught 
another flash of motion and then the couple rolled into her 
field of view.  Marla had been tied to the Bear, as Tanj 
had been tied to the Kangaroo, in the classic “69” 
position… except those two were taking it to extremes.  It 
was as if they were wrestling to see who could be on “top,” 
with Marla’s giggles being stifled as the Bear again rolled 
over, to cover her with his large body.  As he snurfled 
loudly between her thighs, his hips bucked, driving his 
shaft in and out of her mouth, fucking her face until he 
growled loudly with his release.  Marla took instant 
advantage of his distraction, to roll them yet again, and 
having gained the “superior” position, to grind her crotch 
against his muzzle….  Tanj couldn’t help but chuckle 
around the Kangaroo’s thick cock; she doubted, if in his 
position, he’d seen what was going on, and for a moment she 
was tempted to roll him over to let him catch a glimpse…..  
Squirming her hips, pushing herself down against his 
muzzle, she decided she’d just tell him about it later…..

Tanj was scarcely surprised when the coffle dropped her 
off at the introductory restraint class the next morning 
after breakfast.  It seemed like this was taking up the 
whole curriculum now…..  It seemed as if her whole life was 
being tied up in a pretzel, limbs bent in all sorts of 
different shapes.  She could only wonder what would come 
next…..

“I shouldn’t have asked” Tanj muttered to herself for 
the dozenth time…..  The instructor had handed out what 
could only be called “chastity” belts.  For the males, this 
was a reinforced “codpiece” that strapped over their 
sheaths, leaving their balls dangling freely.  There was a 
strap around their waist, descending in front to the 
codpiece, with two straps in back, passing on either side 
of their tails, to join as they traveled between their legs 
to join up with the lower edge of the codpiece in front.  
For the girls, the strap was thin enough, and pulled tight 
enough to work between their labia.  It made any type of 
vaginal or anal sex impossible, and it made walking a bit 
painful.  After all the students had been locked in 
tightly, they were formed into a coffle, and led through 
the Academy’s halls.  To Tanj’s immense surprise, they 
were lead through the courtyard, through the Academy’s 
gates, and into the city square beyond!  There, in the 
square, were eight stocks.  As each student was removed 
from the coffle, their head and wrists were placed in half-
moon cut-outs in the thick lower board, the upper one, with 
matching cut-outs, hinged upwards on one end to admit them, 
and then pulled down to lock necks and wrists in place.  
The boards were locked together, as if the Academy were 
afraid someone would steal their students.  Feet were 
locked in similar stocks, turned horizontal, holding her 
feet spread just a little beyond the width of her 
shoulders.  Gags were then produced, filling the student’s 
mouths…. And then, as far as Tanj could see, from her 
limited range of vision, the guards had left, leaving them 
to the instructor and a few curious passers-by who had 
paused to watch the spectacle.  

“I’m going to leave you here, for a while.  You have to get 
used to being nude and restrained in public, as well as in 
private.  I’ll be back for you shortly before dinner time.  
This square becomes quite crowded with workers at lunch, 
and as the work day ends, and I’m sure you’ll receive 
plenty of, ah, “attention.”  Have fun and (snicker) be 
good….”

Tanj sighed and tried to tilt her head up enough to see 
the sky.  There was some, but here on the edge of…. What 
city were they in, anyways?  Whatever.  While there were 
trees and grass visible, there were also enough office 
buildings that there was less sky visible than she would 
have liked.  Still, the sun felt good on her back, and the 
breeze ruffled her fur nicely.  Except for the bent-over 
posture it was almost pleasant…….

Tanj Yelped into her gag!  Something had stung her left 
nipple!  She squirmed as best she could, trying to shoo 
away whatever was tormenting her.  Then the sensation was 
repeated with her right nipple.  This time, however it was 
accompanied by soft giggling.  Craning her head around, she 
found there was simply no way she could see past the wood; 
her gaze was limited to roughly the 180 degrees from left 
to  right.  As she felt the sting again, she realized that 
someone was pinching her nipples!  And all she could do was 
HOWL in protest, the noise all but silenced by her gag.  
After a while, the pains stopped and looking to her left 
she saw a couple of teenaged boys, one a skunk, the other a 
coyote, as they paused to tease Kayla.  The Stocks were set 
in a slight arc, and being about 2/3 of the way along the 
arc, she could glimpse the other students, if she looked 
sharply to one side or the other.  Kayla squirmed and 
bucked as bad as Tanj had….

Tanj watched the shadows, wondering if when rush-hour 
started, their situation would become worse or better; 
would there be more furrs to torment them as these two 
delinquents were, or would responsible adults shoo the 
truants away?  So far the boys had pinched and teased Marla 
and Jenny, and had started in on the males, swatting their 
bottoms, and pinching them here or there.  Watching, she 
noted that the Bear seemed very stoic with respect to their 
torments.  For a while they tried everything they could 
think of to get a rise out of him, to provoke a response.  
Finally they turned and started back down the line of 
stocks.

“OK, you take the Otter; I’m going to go back and tease the 
spotted cat some more; I like the way she squirms!”  
Tanj closed her eyes and groaned.  It was obvious the 
Bear had the right idea; if he was no fun to tease, they’d 
get bored and wander off.  Steeling herself not to move a 
hair, she waited, listening, her ears tracking the progress 
of the Skunk.  And yet when he pinched her right nipple, it 
was all she could do to keep from thrashing in the stocks.

Tanj glared at the kid; he’d given up pinching her, and 
had padded around behind her to investigate the extent of 
her “chastity belt.”  Obviously disgusted he couldn’t do 
anything naughty there, he had moved back around, in front 
of her, to use his fingers to plug her nostrils.  With the 
gag in her mouth, this meant she couldn’t breathe!  As her 
lungs burned, Tanj tried hard not to move, but 
eventually it got too much for her and she began jerking 
her head around, trying to make him loose his grip, to make 
him let her get a breath.  The skunk just giggled however, 
and shifted his paws, grabbing her nosering with one hand, 
pulling on it, as he tried to shove two fingers from his 
other paw up her nose.  As her lungs burned, as her vision 
narrowed, Tanj wished someone would do to him what he 
was doing to her…..  As her vision grew red and dimmed, she 
thought she heard voices, and the sound of many feet, and 
then suddenly her nostrils were free, and she was able to 
drag in a huge lungfull of air.  The kid was gone.

Tanj watched the commuters as they streamed by her.  
She’d never thought she’d be so happy to be naked and bound 
in front of so many strangers.  It was a curious sensation.  
Most of the passers-by ignored her.  Some gave her pitying 
looks while others grinned at her lasciviously.  A few, 
mostly males, paused to fondle a breast, or to stroke her 
here or there.  One paused to bend, to whisper the most 
obscene things in her ear, causing her to blush, the fur of 
her face bristling, to help release the heat of the blood 
flowing to her face.  There was the occasional slap, or the 
occasional pinch, but mostly the crowd flowed around her.  
As the shadows lengthened, as the air cooled a bit, she 
watched as all the normal furrs passed by….. 

Tanj eased herself down into the steaming water of the 
baths.  It felt good; her back was sore from being bent 
over all day, and certain other portions of her anatomy 
were sore as well.  Those damned kids!  Kayla was across 
the tub, sunk down until just her nose and ears were out of 
the water; it was obvious she hadn’t enjoyed it either.  
“So what do you think they’ll do next” Marla whispered, 
sliding through the hot water with barely a ripple to 
snuggle Tanj.  “Oh, I don’t know” the Cheetah fem 
whispered back; “Probably the worst thing you could think 
of.”  Jenny, across the tub, shuddered; “Can’t imagine what 
that could be; I NEVER thought I’d be tied up naked in a 
public place.  I thought I was going to DIE of 
embarrassment!”  Kayla groaned; “Oh, I can think of 
something worse.  How about the way we were today, without 
the chastity belts.”  As Jenny’s eyes grew wide, Marla 
grinned; “Oooooh, that’d be a NICE way to pass the time!  
But do you think any of those “straights” would stop and 
actually make use of us like that?”  Tanj Chuckled; 
“Marla, you are absolutely incorrigible!  But no, I don’t 
think that’d be the worst.  After all, we don’t have any 
control over what they do to us, right?  Its not OUR fault 
if they use us…..  What I’d hate most is for them to make 
us masturbate in public.  Make us pleasure ourselves.  What 
could be more humiliating than that?”  With a groan, Jenny 
just sank beneath the waters, until she was out of sight.  
Tanj watched and sighed; “And what can we do to help 
poor Jenny through this?”  Marla just shrugged, making 
small waves ripple across the tub; “I don’t know; can’t 
help but wonder why they selected HER for this place…….”

That evening’s class was different.  The instructor was 
already in the room when they arrived, sitting crosslegged 
next to a huge pile of bright chromed chain.  Next to the 
chain was a box of double-ended harness hooks….  Tanj 
knelt in her usual place, eyeing the chain warily.  It 
looked heavy.  Massive.  Unbreakable.  And unyieldingly 
hard.  When all the students were in place the instructor 
rose; “you’ve all had a sampling of restraint by now.  Its 
time you exercised your imagination, time you showed how 
well you’ve learned your lessons.  I want you to pair up 
again, and restrain your partner, using the chain.  Points 
will be awarded for simplicity, neatness, appearance and 
effectiveness.  The furr with the highest point score will 
be rewarded; the low point score will be punished.  Start 
now.”

Tanj found herself next to Marla; the wolf grinned; “go 
for it, Girl; show me what you can do!”  Tanj nodded, 
and looked around.  The room sported quite a number of 
eyebolts and rings, in floor, ceiling, and walls…. And 
slowly an idea came to her; “Um, Marla, this might be a 
little harsh…..”  The Wolf fem grinned and shrugged; “ ‘s 
OK Tanj, you know I like it wild….”  Tanj nodded and 
picked up one end of the chromed chain, struggling to lift 
it over her head, to loop the end over a hook mounted to 
the ceiling…..

Marla squirmed, and the chain barely rattled.  Tanj 
watched and nodded, a half smile/half frown on her face.  
It had worked better than she thought it would have.  Marla 
was standing, bound by the chain, unable to move.  And 
Tanj couldn’t see anyway she could escape.  The harsh 
part was she’d stand all night……  The chain descended from 
the hook mounted to the ceiling, to not-quite-loosely 
encircle her neck; the loop of chain was fastened to itself 
with one of the double-ended harness hooks.  From there it 
descended down her back, to encircle her just above and 
then just below her breasts.  If she couldn’t stand 
anymore, the chain would not strangle her, but would 
suspend her from the loops around her chest.  It might not 
be pleasant, but it wouldn’t be fatal….  It continued down 
behind her, to encircle her arms pulled behind her back, 
above the elbow,  then between her arms to encircle her 
waist, then down over her rump to encircle her  wrists.  
From there, it went down along the back of her legs, to 
encircle her thighs, knees and finally her ankles.  The 
chain was then pulled TIGHT downwards, to be clipped to a 
ring-bolt in the floor.  Resuming her kneeling position, 
Tanj waited for the others to finish…..

The instructor looked down at Jenny and sighed; she’d just 
about completely cocooned the Kangaroo male in chain, from 
his neck to his ankles.  “It might be effective, Slave…” he 
growled, “If for no other reason than he can’t move under 
the weight of all that chain.  But it looks…. Sloppy.  OK, 
report to Tanj; she’ll tie you next.”

Tanj sighed and looked down at Jenny; this one had been 
a little less rigorous; Jenny sat on her bottom, leaning 
forward a little.  A chain around her neck traveled down 
her arms, to encircle them above the elbows, then down to 
encircle her wrists, and her ankles… At that point it 
looked just a little weak as the chain looped all the way 
around her wrists and ankles, with only three double ended 
harness hooks separating them, between ankle and wrist, 
between wrists, and between wrist and opposite ankle, 
holding them in the “loop”.  Tanj was concerned that a 
determined fur might wiggle free there, if they tried hard 
enough.  The chain then passed through a ring-bolt in the 
floor and came back up Jenny’s legs, encircling them at the 
knees and the hips, to terminate around her waist.  If 
Jenny leaned over a little further, the chain would go 
slack in a few places…..  She just didn’t have the heart to 
make it any tighter.

The Instructor looked at Jenny and nodded, as if he 
understood all Tanj’s thoughts and motives.  Glancing 
over where the Bear had been chained by one of the other 
males, he nodded again as if coming to a decision.  “Slave, 
you didn’t tie this one as tight as you should have, and 
that’s points off, but you’ve still shown more imagination 
than any of the others.  Your prize will be a bit of a 
compromise….

Tanj grunted into her gag as the vibrations started to 
bring her towards yet another climax.  The Instructor had 
used the same pattern she’d used on Marla, except she was 
lying down on the floor Tightly stretched between two ring-
bolts, her paws above her head.  Before he’d laid her down, 
though, the Wolf had pushed a rather large vibrator into 
her pussy, and set it to maximum.  While she felt like she 
was on the rack, from the tightness of the chains holding 
paws and feet, the vibrator was a delight……  And she knew 
she wasn’t going to get any sleep again this night.  Was 
sleep deprivation part of the plan?  Or just a side-effect?  
As the vibrations seemed to swell, to increase, she HOWLED 
into her gag, her climax blossoming, her body shuddering in 
response, the chains too tight to rattle.

Tanj blinked and shook her head, trying to stay awake.  
After breakfast they’d been led back out through the 
Academy, into the city square beyond.  The stocks were 
gone.  Where a flowerbed had been the previous day, was now 
an expanse of sand.  And there were eight holes in the 
sand, each about two feet wide, and of varying depths.  
Behind each hole was a pile of sand, obviously from the 
excavation of the hole.  Kayla was at the head of the 
coffle this day, and as the guards unchained her, one of 
them pointed to one of the holes; “Just hop down in 
there…..” he grinned.  Kayla looked at the hole, the guard, 
the Instructor and back to the hole.  Reluctantly she sat 
on the edge and dropped down into the hole.  It was just 
deep enough that her chin was level with the ground…..  
Tanj’s eyes went wide as the guards picked up a couple 
of shovels, and started filling in the hole, around Kayla’s 
nude body, pausing occasionally to tamp the sand tight.

Tanj looked at the world from an elevation of about 12 
centimeters above the ground.  Her chin rested on the sand, 
her hair spread out behind her on the ground.  The guards 
had left her paws bound behind her back, and had worked 
diligently at tamping the sand all around her body.  She 
barely had enough leeway to breathe.  And there was no way 
she could get out without help.  Glancing at the sky again, 
she hoped it wouldn’t rain……

“OK, you’re all nice and buried now” the Instructor 
chuckled; “The point of today’s class is to get you used to 
providing sexual services in public.  You’ll notice none of 
you are gagged.  Anyone who wants to make use of your mouth 
is free to do so, and you will NOT refuse them.  Today, 
you’ll be watched carefully, and graded on your responses!  
Those who do NOT respond enthusiastically and skillfully 
will be punished!  I’ll be back for you just before 
dinner.”  Turning on his heel, the Instructor strode back 
towards the academy, leaving two guards lounging in the 
shade of a nearby tree.

Tanj’s ear twitched as a fly buzzed near it.  The ground 
was cool, although the sun was nice and warm on her head.  
Her body was rather well supported, and in some respects it 
was all rather comfortable……  An occasional pedestrian 
crossed the square, giving them an occasional look, but so 
far no one had come close……

Tanj had watched the shadows shorten as the sun rose in 
the sky.  So far, only one passer-by had paused, strolling 
back and forth in front of the buried furrs, looking.  
Tanj couldn’t quite see, but finally he’d knelt down in 
front of someone about five heads down the row, unzipping 
his pants, shuffling closer….  The sounds were faint, but 
liquid; slurps and soft moans…. After a few minutes he 
scooted back, pulled up his zipper, turned and walked off 
as if nothing untoward had happened.  Tanj found it VERY 
surreal…..  And then suddenly, a short while later, the 
doors of the surrounding office buildings started to open, 
to disgorge crowds of furrs.  “Got to be lunch time” 
Tanj thought to herself…..

Tanj looked WAY up at the furr standing over her head, 
looking down at her.  He was a fairly good looking Ocelot, 
dressed in business casual, neat, and clean, and well 
groomed.  Tanj tried to give him a wry smile, in place 
of the shrug that he couldn’t see, and she couldn’t 
execute.   Tanj watched as he removed, folded, and then 
laid his jacket down, and then unfastened his belt.  To her 
amazement he removed his trousers, laid them down, neatly 
folded on top of his jacket, and then slipped out of his 
boxers.  Standing bare to the waist he grinned down at her 
again, and then carefully squatted, knelt, and shifted 
forward.  Tanj forced a purrrrr as he presented her with 
his sex, craning her head forward just a little to lick 
softly at his balls, making them sway just a little.  This 
was rewarded with the sound of him purrring, one paw moving 
to stroke the back of her head.  Encouraged, Tanj licked 
up along the crease between his balls, stroking the tip of 
her tongue over his sheath, teasing softly, as if she had 
all the time in the world, until his cock stood forth 
proudly.  With little urging he pushed his cock down, 
presenting it to Tanj’s lips; Tanj kissed the head of 
his shaft softly, pleased that he was clean there as well.  
As she inhaled his “fresh-scrubbed” scent she held him in 
her mouth, tongue stroking softly, dancing here and there.  
He responded with a groan and a little buck of his hips…. 
Tanj took this as a sign that he wasn’t interested in a 
slow, sensual encounter, and proceeded to rock her head 
back and forth aggressively.  Each stroke taking a little 
more of his shaft into her mouth, until she felt the head 
of his cock pushing against the back of her throat.  
Sucking softly, her tongue swirling around his shaft, she 
used all the skills she’d so recently acquired, until with 
a series of soft grunts he started to spurt.  Tanj 
swallowed every drop, purrrrring softly as if it was the 
very nectar of the gods, and when he’d finally run down, 
and started to pull back, she made a point of lapping at 
him, making sure he was clean.  Just as quietly, the Ocelot 
dressed, and then giving Tanj’s head a pat, turned and 
strode off.

Looking around, Tanj realized that a number of office 
workers were stretched out in the park, nude, or near-nude, 
soaking up the noontime sun as they ate their bag lunches.  
Amazed at the casualness of it all, she didn’t see the 
squirrel approaching.  The sound of a toolbox hitting the 
ground brought her head back around.  There before her 
stood a red squirrel in tradesman’s overalls, grinning down 
at her, thumbs hooked in the shoulder straps.  “Hi there!  
You free?  I mean, um… ah, well, what you did to that cat 
looked so good, I was wondering if I might… um… you 
know…..”  Tanj chuckled and shook her head… The squirrel 
ran on; “I mean  if you’ve got someone waiting, or if you 
need a break, or….”  Tanj smiled and looked up at him; 
“No, I’m available; shuck out of those coveralls and come 
on down here…..”  The Squirrel grinned and complied, 
peeling out of the coveralls with amazing speed leaving 
them in a rumpled heap by his toolbox.  Tanj was a 
little amused to note that he wasn’t wearing underwear.  
Plopping down in front of her, the Squirrel put his paws on 
both sides of her head and groaned loudly as he pressed his 
crotch to her face……

Tanj grunted as the squirrel energetically thrust his 
cock into her mouth.  From the noises he was making, it 
seemed obvious that he was having the time of his life; she 
just wished he’d slow down a little.  It was difficult for 
her to lick him the way she’d been taught as eager as he 
was… Maybe he had an appointment somewhere he was getting 
late for…...  The Squirrel on the other hand didn’t seem to 
be bothered by the lack of finesse; within a few short 
minutes he was cumming, filling her mouth with his seed.  
Tanj had barely swallowed it all when he was pulling 
back, standing to grin down at her; “Lady, that was great!  
If there’s ever any way I can return the favor you just let 
me know; name’s Redflame!”  Holding up his coveralls he 
showed her the logo of an air conditioning repair company 
proudly, as if making sure she knew where to find him, 
should she ever be interested.  Then he was shrugging back 
into the denim, and picking up his toolbox, he strode off, 
whistling happily.

The Lunch crowd slowly thinned.  Tanj glanced up as a 
shadow fell across her face.  The Badger was a bit past 
middle age, and dressed nondescriptly.  He looked down at 
her and then along the line of heads seemingly resting on 
the sand.  “Lets see how you do, Slave” he growled.  
Unzipping his pants, pulling them down, he squatted in 
front of Tanj.  Tanj waited patiently for him to come 
a little closer, but he didn’t seem to be in any hurry; as 
she lifted her eyes to look questioningly at him, he 
brought his paw around to thwap the side of her head; 
“Stick out that tongue, Slave.  Reach for it.  Lets see 
some EFFORT here!”  Tanj winced at the blow, and 
sticking out her tongue, she pushed her head as far forward 
as the sand would allow, trying to touch his cock with her 
tongue.  He was just out of reach.  As she wiggled, trying, 
he thwapped her yet again; “Come on, you lazy slave, Work 
for it!”  Tanj mewled and squirmed, trying by her 
motions to make it evident that she couldn’t reach, that 
her tongue wasn’t that long.  For an instant she 
contemplated complaining, or asking him to move closer, but 
somehow she didn’t think this one would respond favorably 
to her talking.  Finally he inched closer, and Tanj was 
just barely able to run her tongue along the front of his 
sheath.  As she strained, as she licked, she realized that 
she wasn’t getting any reaction; he wasn’t getting hard….. 
“Come on, Bitch, lets see you work that tongue!”  Tanj 
mewled as his paw came down on her head again; straining, 
she worked the tip of her tongue back and forth, stroking 
it where she could….. suddenly she felt his paw grab her 
hair, jerking her head forward as he thrust his hips at 
her.  Mewling in pain, Tanj licked him furiously, trying 
to do whatever it was he wanted her to do, to make him stop 
hurting her!  Gradually her frenzied licking got him semi-
hard, and with a grunt, he reached down with both paws to 
pry her jaws apart, to shove his cock into her mouth.  
Tanj fastened her lips around his shaft, sucking with 
every bit of skill she had.  The Badger for his part leaned 
over her, forcing her head back, driving his cock into her 
mouth, and against the back of her throat.  Thrusting his 
hips cruelly, he battered his groin against her muzzle, 
shoving the head of his cock against the back of her 
throat.  As her ministrations continued to have an effect, 
as he gradually stiffened, he continued to thrust at her, 
until he was able to work it past the back of her mouth, 
and force it down her throat!

Tanj tried to howl around his meat as he blocked her 
airway; there was no way she could even struggle, the way 
he was holding her; with his fingers in the corners of her 
mouth she couldn’t even bite down on him!  The Badger 
worked at her for what seemed like an eternity, only rarely 
pulling back enough for her to catch a breath.  Finally he 
pulled back, and wrapping a paw around his shaft, he pumped 
his cock furiously.  Cumming with a shout, he pumped his 
cock hard, moving it from side to side, his seed 
splattering all over her face……  With a growl, he gave her 
one last swat on the ear; “Even a half-way skilled whore 
should have gotten me off a helluva lot faster than that, 
Bitch.  You SUCK!”  Pulling up his pants, he turned and 
stalked off.

Tanj was panting hard, still trying to get her breath 
back, when another shadow fell across her face. “No, not 
again, not so soon” she whimpered to herself.  Raising her 
eyes she looked at one of the Academy guards; “Don’t listen 
to what he says. He’s…. dysfunctional.  If he can’t hurt 
someone, he can’t get his rocks off.  Usually the girls he 
chooses CAN’T get him off, no matter what he, or they do, 
and we have to pull him off her before he……  damages the 
goods.”  Turning, the guard headed back towards the shade 
tree….  Tanj watched him go, and then straightened her 
head, and sighed; “Great.  Leave it to me to get the 
dysfunctional ones.  What else could go wrong?”

The giggling brought Tanj’s head around again.  They 
were back.  The two juvenile delinquents.  As they walked 
up and down the line of heads in the sand, they giggled and 
made snide comments to each other.  “Hey, what about this 
one?  Bet she’s got a talented tongue!”  “Naw, her mouth’s 
too small; she could never hold me.  How ‘bout this one?”  
“He’s a GUY!”  “Yeah; bet he just LOVES to suck cock!  
Think he’s over the humiliation yet?”  Suddenly there was a 
shadow over Tanj’s face; she resisted the urge to look 
up, but by the feet, it was the Coyote.  “Hey, look at this 
one, her pretty face is just all covered in jism!”  “Yeah, 
she’s a mess!  Don’t want to take HER, she’s filthy”  
“Yeah, but I bet I know a way to clean her off!”  Tanj 
heard the sound of a zipper being pulled, while the other 
youth snickered; “Carl, you really ARE a shit!  I LOVE it!”  
The next thing Tanj knew, something warm was raining 
down on her head.

The guard watched from his shady spot under the tree as the 
Cheetah howled in protest.  That would draw her negative 
marks.  Of course he didn’t think he’d like being peed on 
either, but it wasn’t a slave’s place to complain like 
that.  As he watched, he wondered where she’d learned all 
those foul words……  She hadn’t repeated herself yet!

Tanj was doing a slow burn as the two youths moved off.  
The Squirrel, from the sounds of it, was taking advantage 
of Kayla’s mouth, while the Coyote seemed to be forcing the 
Bear to suck him off.  Neither seemed to last very long, 
and thankfully they were soon departing.  Tanj grumbled, 
tried to ignore the odor, and relax until they decided to 
dig her out……

The baths that night were a welcome relief.  Tanj 
scrubbed hard at her head, trying to get the dried cum, and 
the urine out of her fur.  She’d even run a pawful of 
liquid soap into her mouth, trying to get rid of the 
Badger’s taste.  She was lathering up for the third time, 
knowing she was clean, but still feeling very dirty, when 
the guards came to get them out.  Still in a dark mood, 
Tanj shuffled along in the coffle as they headed back, 
not towards the kennels as she’d hoped, but again towards 
the Introductory Restraint classroom……

Tanj knelt in her usual place, listening to the 
instructor give his reviews of their performance.  He 
droned on, talking about how they’d adapted to the loss of 
mobility, to the public exposure, how they’d handled the 
various furrs that had stopped by to avail themselves of 
their bodies…..  Tanj’s marks were varied, high in some 
areas, such as imagination, and low in other areas, such as 
her tolerance of the two youths that had tormented her.  On 
average, she came out just above the point where “remedial” 
work would be necessary.  That was all she cared about, she 
realized; getting out of this class and on to whatever came 
next…… as the Instructor droned on, her mind started to 
wander, wondering what the future might hold.  Would it be 
pleasant furrs such as the well dressed, and polite one?  
Abusive ones, such as the old Badger?  With a quiet chuckle 
she remembered the over-enthusiastic squirrel……

The “Graduation Ceremony” was more of the same, conducted 
this time, in the Academy’s lobby.  Tanj was strapped 
tightly to a padded stone block, her rump barely at its 
edge, her legs pulled back and shackled to either side, 
exposing her sex.  Her body was bent back over a rounded 
edge, her collar locked to the front vertical face of the 
block, her upper torso upside-down.  Her arms were drawn 
along either side face of the block, and shackled to her 
ankle cuffs.  She was blindfolded, and a thick rubber-
coated ring gag filled her mouth.  Apparently the block of 
stone was carefully sized, as a number of furrs had fucked 
her very exposed sex from a standing position, with little 
difficulty, while on the other side, kneeling furrs found 
her mouth at just the right height for her to service them 
that way.  Her muscles were strained and cramped, and yet, 
as time went by, she realized there WAS a delicious 
component to it all.  The way she was tied, she must be a 
sight!  And she had to admit, she’d rather pass the time, 
using her tongue on some furr's sex, male or female, or 
better yet, have some anonymous male work his cock in and 
out of her pussy, than simply hang there, with nothing to 
distract her from her sore limbs and back….  As some furr’s 
paws stroked over her tummy, one paw moving down to cup her 
mons, the other stroking up to cup a breast she purrrred 
with delight…….

Things had gotten quiet.  Tanj hadn’t heard a footfall 
in quite a while, at least an hour by counting her 
heartbeats.  It must be late in the evening…..  No one had 
touched her in an even longer time, and that frustrated 
her; the more she thought about her situation, the hotter 
she seemed to get…. Trying to distract herself from her own 
lusts, she tried to remember what the instructor had said 
about what was to come next….. had he mentioned an advanced 
course in restraint?  Something about “suspension?”  
Suspension?  As in bridges?  As in being hung from the 
ceiling?  An involuntary shudder passed through her body as 
she considered what THAT would look like.  What it would 
feel like….  And then there was something about a post-
graduate course…. Voluntary bondage?  What in the heck was 
THAT?  Trying to clear her mind, to force the images out of 
her consciousness, she tried to concentrate instead on 
counting her heartbeats…. How many until morning, and her 
release?  Release…. Would anyone want to use her before 
they unstrapped her?  In a way, a part of her hoped so……

Tanj's Tales: Kabbazah / Sahajoli
Stardate 2397.16				By Kittiara

Kabbazah

Tanj stood where the guard directed her to, one paw 
rubbing the wrist of the other.  She was new to the 
academy, new to being constantly chained, new to being 
constantly naked.  She knew she wasn’t supposed to meet 
anyone’s gaze, and yet her curiosity always seemed to get 
the better of her, and as she stood, she cast covert looks 
around the room.  This was one of the biggest rooms she’d 
been in yet, probably a good ten meters by fifteen meters.  
Both walls were lined with mirrors, and handrails, and 
Tanj thought of the pictures she'd seen of ballerinas 
practicing….. and shuddered as she imagined herself doing 
some sort of leg lift, one paw on the rail, her sex widely 
exposed for all to see.  Dragging her gaze away from the 
railing and the mirrored wall she again took a look around 
the room.  The twenty female slaves were being spaced out 
through the room, well beyond arms reach of each other, and 
Tanj wondered what they were in for now……  She stood 
with her paws at her side, resisting the urge to cover 
herself, knowing things like that were NOT permitted here…. 
Still, she just wasn’t used to being naked in from of so 
many people, ESPECIALLY the three obviously male guards…..

Movement at the front of the room drew her attention, and 
she found herself looking at a nude female Rottweiler….. 
Almost nude…. Instead of the ever-present collar, this one 
wore a belt, with a card key dangling from it… and a 
leather quirt, a short, muti-stranded whip.  From her 
bearing, if nothing else, she was obviously the instructor.  
Sometimes in the Academy it was hard to tell.  Her hair was 
dark and short, and her body muscular… almost to the point 
of being so muscular she’d lost her femininity…..  As 
Tanj tried to watch without watching; from her demeanor, 
from her movements, somehow, the term “bitch” came to 
mind…..

“All right, Slaves, its time to start your physical 
training.  No flabby bodies at the Academy!  Good muscle 
tone will make you more attractive, and help you get a 
better owner!  Lets start with fifty jumping jacks!”  
Tanj watched, and tried to follow, her loose hair flying 
as she jumped and moved……  Although she’d thought she was 
in pretty good shape, by the end of the fifty, she was 
panting…. “OK, everyone on your backs, hands behind your 
necks; on the count of three, lift your heels off the 
floor, legs straight, and hold them for a count of ten…..”

Tanj heard the “thwack” and turned to look; one of the 
slaves, a somewhat overweight chinchilla, wasn’t keeping 
up, and one of the guards had stepped forward to 
“encourage” her with a touch of his riding crop.  Blinking, 
grunting, Tanj redoubled her efforts, trying hard not to 
fall behind……

By the time they got to the push-ups, all three guards were 
busy; no one was keeping up with the instructor, despite 
her shouts and the guards’ whips.  Tanj was panting, 
struggling, feeling as if her arms were about to fall off… 
and then one of the riding crops landed on her ass, 
galvanizing her off the floor.  Muttering to herself, she 
wondered how long this would last……

It was with great relief that Tanj finally brought 
herself to a sitting position; the Instructor Bitch had 
called a halt, and the Cheetah sat panting, not caring if 
she was in the proper posture or not…..  Dimly, past the 
blood pounding in her ears, she heard the Instructor say 
something about how now that they were warmed up, they 
could go into the next room and the exercise machines…..  
Lifting her head she groaned as the guards opened double 
doors, and gestured to the class……

Tanj shook her head and struggled to comply with her 
instructions; it seemed that it hadn’t taken long for her 
to draw the Instructor’s attentions….  Like all Cheetahs, 
Tanj found she could put out an incredible burst of 
strength… but that she had little endurance.  Even with the 
weight machine set at a modest amount, she was having 
difficulty doing the twenty “reps” the instructor was 
demanding.  Even the occasional swat of the riding crop was 
doing little to encourage her.  Finally, with what to her 
was Herculean effort, she completed the last one.  Panting, 
she jerked her body from the seat, making way for another 
fem.  Panting hard, she missed the Instructor’s motions, 
until one of the guards brought his quirt down on her ass.  
Jumping, she looked around.  The Rotweiler bitch was 
standing by the leg lift machine, gesturing at her……

Tanj was exhausted.  Tread mills and stationary 
bicycles; rowing machines and a dozen types of weight 
machines.  They’d cycled each of the slaves through them 
all.  The only real break of any kind had been when a vixen 
had gotten her tail caught; it was one of those machines 
where you reach up and grab the handlebars, and as you 
pulled down, the stack of weights behind you went up…   
Well apparently she’d swished her tail behind her as she 
pulled down and when she’d let the handlebar go back up, 
she’d gotten a real pain in the tail.  While the guards 
extricated her, the Instructor just laughed and commented 
on how she’d never had that problem, wiggling her tight 
butt with her very-short docked tail.  Tanj was sorry 
for the Vixen, but had found the short breather while the 
guards and instructor were otherwise occupied a Godsend.

Finally the guards opened another set of double doors.  
Tanj expected them to be all herded out to form into a 
coffle, but the next room was very similar to the first, 
with exercise mats lining the floor and mirrors on the 
walls.  Catching a flicker of motion, Tanj looked up, 
eyes widening as she realized that the ceiling was mirrored 
as well.  No escape from the image of her own shocking 
nudity!  Once again the guards spaced the slaves out.  
Groaning to herself, Tanj waited to see what they’d do 
next…..

The instructor followed them in, passing among them, her 
quirt slapping here or there to adjust some girl’s posture, 
or position.  Finally she stood in front of them, hands on 
hips, gazing at them; “now the fun starts.  We’ve exercised 
your main muscle groups, but there’s one that has yet to 
receive attention; these are the Pubo-Coccygeal and Kegel 
muscles…..”  The Instructor paused, watching, her gaze 
flitting from face to face.  Tanj frowned slightly; 
she’d heard those terms before, but couldn’t remember……  
Suddenly it dawned on her what the Instructor was talking 
about…..  The Bitch grinned; “Ah, I see recognition on some 
of your faces.  Yes!  That’s RIGHT!  We’re going to train 
the muscles surrounding your vagina!

The Instructor then quoted from an ancient tome; something 
called the “Kama Sutra;” The female must ... close and 
constrict the Yoni until it holds the Lingam as with a 
finger, opening and shutting at her pleasure, and finally 
acting as the hand of the Gopala-girl who milks the cow. 
This can be learned only by long practice, and especially 
by throwing the will into the part affected, even as men 
endeavor to sharpen their hearing ...  Her husband will 
then value her above all women, nor would he exchange her 
for the most beautiful queen in the Three Worlds ... Among 
some races the constrictor vaginae muscles are abnormally 
developed. In Abyssinia, for instance, a women can so exert 
them as to cause pain to a man, and, when sitting on his 
thighs, she can induce orgasm without moving any other part 
of her person. Such an artist is called by the Arabs 
Kabbazah, literally, a holder, and it is not surprising 
that slave dealers pay large sums for her."  With a grin, 
the Instructor closed the book and growled; “All the female 
students of the Academy receive the advanced training that 
will make them “Kabbazah” or “holders”….

Tanj watched, in a state between shock and amazement; 
they were going to train WHAT?  As she gazed at the 
Rotweiler bitch, the Instructor folded her arms behind her 
back, and with a wide grin, lectured the class:  “With 
well-exercised vaginal muscles, the stimulation of both the 
clitoris and the G-spot will increase during intercourse.  
When the muscles of the pelvic floor contracts, during 
orgasm or by a conscious contraction, the labia will move 
too.  The little hood that is created over the clitoris 
where the labia minora meet will glide back and forth over 
it.  Direct Stimulation of the Clitoris, WITHOUT touching 
it!  The same phenomenon will happen, but to a lesser 
extent, when the penis is moved back and forth in the 
vagina.  But the more exercised the vaginal muscles are, 
the greater this “involuntary” stimulation of the clitoris 
and the G-spot will be!”

Tanj listened to what the Instructor was saying, her 
skepticism rising to the surface; “the Academy doesn’t do 
ANYTHING for ANYONE for nothing.  Here it sounds like 
they’re going to be giving us a great gift….. but what’s in 
it for THEM?”

The Instructor was rattling on, as Tanj’s attention 
jerked back;  “… further more, strong muscles contain more 
of the capillaries that help fill the clitoris with blood.  
Its when the clitoris swells and rises that it becomes more 
sensitive and can receive and send signals of pleasure 
through your body….”

Tanj looked down at herself, her gaze traveling between 
her breasts towards her mons; for a moment she wondered 
what a muscular vagina looked like?  Blinking she looked 
back up at the instructor, wondering what HERS looked like.  
Somehow she had the thought that she was likely to find 
out……

“You’ll find that exercising these muscles will make it 
easier for you to reach orgasm.  It’ll make your orgasms 
stronger and better, as the muscles you’re exercising are 
the same as are used during orgasm.  It’ll make your vagina 
more sensitive; you’ll feel more.  When squeezing, you’ll 
feel your partner MUCH better inside.  It’ll simply 
heighten your sexual satisfaction!”  Tanj’s attention 
snapped back as the Instructor shifted; “now here’s how 
we’ll begin.  Lay on your back on the mat, in the “Frog” 
position”….”  For a moment the room was full of the 
rustling as all the slaves complied.  The Instructor was 
strolling among them again, her quirt flicking out here and 
there; “No, you Idiot!  The FROG position!  Knees bent!  
Pads of your feet touching each other!”  Tanj shifted, 
bringing the pads of her feet face to face, her heels just 
inches from her now VERY exposed sex, moving quickly to 
mimic the other students, the ones who apparently had known 
what the Frog position was….  Trying to follow the 
Instructor’s movements, Tanj’s face burned with 
embarrassment……

“OK, now, I want each of you to insert ONE, and only one 
finger into your vagina.  I don’t care if you use the left 
or right hand, and I don’t care which finger you use; you 
just have to have something in there to squeeze against…..”  
Tanj’s face blushed even hotter and she raised her head 
to look down her body; there, leaning against the wall, was 
a guard, looking RIGHT at her.  Reluctantly, she moved one 
paw down over her stomach, across her mons, until the heel 
of her paw rested on her mound.  Grunting, she worked her 
middle finger into her snatch, surprised to find out it 
wasn’t as dry as she thought it would be…….

“All right; now, imagine the two interior walls of your 
vagina, the front and the rear.  Try to bring them together 
as if you were trying to stop a jet of urine.  Keep your 
stomach muscles relaxed.  You might find it advantageous to 
put your other paw there, to feel how tense you are.  Don’t 
press your buttocks together, not even if you feel the 
muscles in your bottom straining…..  Now lets hold that for 
a count of six; One one thousand, Two two thousand…..

Tanj’s gaze flicked upwards to the guard.  He was still 
watching her.  Grunting, she tried to squeeze as hard as 
she could, surprised at how weakly her sex gripped her 
finger.  As the instructor reached six six thousand, 
Tanj relaxed, letting her head fall back to the mat; 
maybe if she pretended the guard wasn’t there……

The Bitch nodded and then grinned; “OK, now do it again.  
We’ll do forty reps, rest, and then do another forty.  
Ready?  Squeeze!  One one thousand… Two two thousand….”  
Tanj closed her eyes, and tried hard to squeeze, feeling 
herself move around her finger.  Concentrating she tried to 
make the right muscles do what she wanted…..  As she 
squeezed, she wondered what kind of an exam THIS class was 
going to have?

The Instructor walked amongst the students, talking  as 
they “exercised”….  “You’ll find that if your Master or 
Mistress ever wants to breed you, this will make childbirth 
much easier, and your muscles will regain strength much 
faster after the birth.”  As she struggled to control 
herself, Tanj frowned; “Childbirth?  They can DO that to 
me?  They can make me……?  The HELL they will!”  Evidently, 
the look on her face betrayed her emotions, as the sudden 
sting of a lash across her left thigh suddenly snapped her 
back.  Her eyes flying open wide, Tanj stared up into 
the grinning face of one of the guards.  He nodded as if 
knowing just what was on her mind, as if to say “yes, they 
CAN do that with your body, if they so choose.”  Tanj 
just groaned, and turned her mind back to what she was 
supposed to be doing.  But deep down inside, a part of her 
still rebelled at the thought.

“But most of all, for your Master, your efforts in this 
area will make a tremendous difference.  You’ll be tighter, 
and you’ll be able to pull and squeeze his cock.  And that 
will make you all the more valuable to him.”  Tanj 
panted softly, thinking “ah, now there’s the REAL reason 
they’re doing this.  One more “talent” to charge for!  If 
we’re more valuable to our Masters, then we’ll command a 
higher selling price for the academy!”  Grunting softly, 
clenching down yet again, Tanj wondered if it would be a 
better strategy to skimp on these exercises, or to try and 
excel at them?  A poor result would lead to her commanding 
a lower price, and hence a more menial position upon 
graduation.  Would her chances for escape be better from a 
brothel, or a bar, than from a mansion, or some large 
corporation?  At the moment she couldn’t decide…. As she 
wondered, her mind weighing the alternatives, the Bitch 
called a halt to the exercises, commanding them all to 
rise, to form a coffle….

Tanj lounged in the steaming hot water of the baths.  
Her muscles were sore, unused to the harsh regimen imposed 
upon them that day.  As she slowly ran her paws over her 
fur, under the water, trying to get all the soap out of her 
fur, she looked through the steam at the other girls in the 
tub.  Marla was there, up to her chin in the water, a funny 
look on her face.  Moving carefully across the tub, Tanj 
moved up against her left side, intending to ask her what 
she thought of their Kegel exercises…..  The She-Wolf’s 
eyes opened to a slit and she smiled; suddenly Tanj’s 
right paw was caught, under the water, as the She-Wolf 
moved, directing her paw to Marla’s crotch.  “Tanj, 
stick your finger in there and tell me if you think I can 
clench down tight enough?”  Tanj felt her index finger 
slip between the Wolf’s labia, and then felt the velvet 
walls of her pussy contract around her finger.  “Ummmmm, 
yeah, Marla, I think you can do that real well; you can get 
a lot tighter than I can……”  Tanj almost levitated out 
of the water as the Wolf’s paw found her own crotch, to 
slide a finger into her pussy.  “Show me, Tanj; how 
tight can YOU get?”  Tanj bit her lower lip and 
concentrated, clenching down.  Marla grinned; “I dunno, I 
think you’re pretty good yourself…..”

Kayla  the otter drifted a little closer, moving in from 
the other side of the she-Wolf.  “My sisters and I used to 
play a game with each other.  We’d take one of those 
disposable bottles of douche, insert the neck (still full 
of fluid, of course) into our pussies and then see who 
could hold it up the longest, using only those muscles.  It 
took me four months of practice before I could beat my 
older sister!  Here, feel for yourself…..”  Tanj 
suddenly found her other paw captured, tugged across the 
She-Wolf’s body, one finger enveloped by the Otter’s pussy.  
The Cheetah’s eyes widened as Kayla grinned, clenching down 
with amazing force; “Ooooooo, Marla, you have GOT to feel 
this!”

Tanj lay on the straw in the slave kennels.  Her legs 
were in the frog position, one finger within her pussy, as 
she clenched down, practicing.  She couldn’t believe that 
Kayla, of all people, was so practiced at this!  It seemed 
like almost anything related to the Academy, and by 
extension, to sex turned the otter off….. and here she and 
her sisters had been playing the most naughty of games……  
And Marla seemed to think it was SO neat!  Feeling like she 
was being left behind, the Cheetah clenched down, and 
slowly counted to six…..

Hearing a rustling, Tanj’s eyes flew open, her head 
turning; there, on the other side of the bars was a guard, 
a gray Wolf, standing there, watching.  Her face burning in 
shame, Tanj rolled over onto her belly, turning away 
from him.  The guard just chuckled and strolled on…….

Tanj panted as she walked on the treadmill; the exercise 
course was steadying down to a set routine.  Each day the 
students were demanded to go a little bit further, and as 
much as she hated to admit it, she knew her muscles were 
firming up, her endurance building.  She’d started walking, 
and had then moved up to a trot, and then to a run, and 
then back down to a trot; now she was in the “cool down” 
phase, her chest heaving…. As she walked, her legs still 
moving faster than she’d like, she wondered if the Academy 
really did have the treadmills and the stationary bicycles 
hooked into generators…..

As they were ushered into the next room, Tanj sat where 
she was told.  Some of the……  “humiliation” of the Kegel 
exercise class was beginning to wear off, and in a strange 
fashion, she found herself almost looking forward to it… at 
least as much as she looked forward to ANYTHING in this 
God-forsaken place.  The Instructor, still nude except for 
her belt supporting the quirt and the card-key, padded 
through them, to stand, paws behind her back, chest thrust 
out, to growl; “All right, class; you know the basic drill…  
I want you to lay back, and start your exercises.  I’ll let 
you count to yourselves.  As you work, I want to review the 
basic anatomy, to make sure you know as much as possible 
about what you’re doing……”

Tanj lay back, squirming a little to get comfortable; 
the heel of her right paw rested on her mons as she worked 
her index finger into her pussy; her left paw rested on her 
stomach.  Clenching down, she started a slow count as the 
Rotweiler bitch started to lecture…..  

“The part of your body including your hip bones is the 
Pelvic area.  At the bottom of the Pelvis, several layers 
of muscle stretch between your legs.  This is the "Pelvic 
Floor.”  The muscles attach to the front, back and sides of 
the Pelvic bone.  Two pelvic muscles do most of the work.  
The biggest one stretches like a hammock.  The other is 
shaped like a triangle.  The Bulbospongiosus, or 
constrictor cunni muscles compress the vestibular bulb and 
constricts the vaginal orifice.  The combination of 
Puborectalis, Pubococcygeus, Pubovaginalis and 
Iliococcygenus is called the Levator ani and they all work 
to elevate the pelvic floor.  The Pubovaginalis draws the 
vagina forward and superiorly.  The Sphincter Urethrae 
compresses the urethra and the vagina….”

Tanj grunted, trying to clench as tightly on the twelfth 
rep as she had on the first, thinking to herself  “now 
there’s more information than I need; why should I care 
what the names of the muscles are?  All I need to do is to 
be able to control ‘em!”  The Rotweiler strolled among the 
students, watching, continuing her monolog; “As you can 
see, there are plenty of muscle groups down there; when you 
become talented at controlling each one, you’ll be 
surprised at what you can do……  Now, as you’ve been working 
the past couple of days, I’m sure you’ve all realized that 
as you do this, you become sexually aroused.  Some of you 
have been found “practicing” on your own, in the baths or 
the kennels.  That’s fine.  No punishments for touching 
yourself AS LONG AS ITS PART OF THE EXERCISES!  The Academy 
WANTS you to develop these muscles.  Therefor, it will be 
one of the FEW ways in which you can masturbate, or become 
aroused by yourself!  However, I must warn you, 
masturbation is only a COMPLIMENT to the Kegel exercises, 
NOT a substitute!  You MUST use your muscles a lot during 
masturbation if there’s to be any gain!  IF we think you’re 
using it as an excuse, there WILL be punishments!  Now, 
here’s how to get more enjoyment out of doing your 
exercises….”

Tanj listened in amazement as the Bitch told them just 
how to combine pleasure with the exercises.  Shaking her 
head she thought to herself; “They must REALLY want us to 
learn this, if they’re willing to go THAT far……”  And then 
she giggled to herself, thinking of Marla, thinking the 
Wolf fem was going to stroke herself to oblivion, given 
this as an excuse….

Tanj’s attention snapped back as the Rotweiler bitch 
growled; “OK, I want you to shift your pattern now; as you 
contract, as you hold it, between the fifth and sixth 
seconds, I want you to add three fast contractions, 
squeezing even harder….”  Tanj closed her eyes, 
clenching down as the Instructor started counting, 
listening, and as she reached Five, Tanj tried to pulse 
her vaginal muscles three times fast.  Distressed at her 
lack of control, she never even heard the Instructor count 
“Six”…  The slap across one thigh brought her back, her 
eyes flying open wide; the Rotweiler was staring right down 
into her face; “not working like you want it to?”  Timidly, 
Tanj shook her head from side to side.  The Rotweiler 
just nodded; “Keep trying; it’ll come.”  Straightening the 
bitch looked around the room; “OK, lets do it AGAIN!  ONE 
one thousand, and SQUEEZE…. Two two thousand…. Hold it 
now…..”

Tanj’s mind seemed to be centered on her pussy, aware of 
herself like she’d never been before; as the Instructor’s 
words echoed distantly, she concentrated, squeezing, using 
her finger to measure what muscles did what, seeking with 
increasing frustration, a way of controlling her own body.  
As she worked, she was aware of how hot this was all making 
her, of how her pussy was literally dripping.  Stealing a 
quick moment, she twisted her paw a little, her thumb 
stroking across her hard clitty, smearing her juices…..  
For a moment she thought she was going to climax, but 
somehow she fought it down, not wanting to do THAT in front 
of the guards, in front of the instructor, or the other 
slaves…….  As she worked, some part of her mind turned away 
in disgust at the feelings she was experiencing, at the 
things she was doing…..

As she strolled among the students, the Instructor growled; 
“Begin the contraction movement from your anus, where the 
“kegel-muscles” begin. Then contract forward, upward.  
Presumably it will feel harder to contract the higher-up 
muscles in your vagina; however, these muscles should be 
developed, as they’ll be more favorable in stimulating the 
G-spot.  Don’t neglect them!  If you have to, put one hand 
on your stomach to make sure its relaxed.  Breathe out 
while you squeeze!

Tanj’s concentration was broken when one of the slaves 
let out an audible moan; glancing over to her left she 
watched in amazement as the Ferret’s body shuddered and 
arched; she’d obviously stroked herself to a climax, an 
event normally QUITE forbidden in the Academy…..  The 
Academy WANTED its students to be a little sexually 
frustrated, a little eager for a good climax, and self-
abuse was generally quite forbidden…. But in this case the 
guards just smiled and the Instructor nodded almost in 
agreement with the Ferret’s actions.  Scarcely missing a 
beat the Rotweiler Bitch continued on with her count, 
continuing the exercises….

After what seems to Tanj like hours, but what was 
actually more like half way through the exercise period, 
the Instructor growled; “we’re going to change the pattern 
again.  Tighten a little, count to five; tighten a little 
more, count to five, tighten as hard as possible, count to 
five; relax a little, count to five, relax a little more, 
count to five, and then relax completely.  Got that?  OK, 
Start!  One one thousand, Two two thousand, …”

As she tried to modulate the response of her muscles, 
Tanj realized that her nose was full of the scents of 
aroused females.  “I know I’m Dripping” she growled to 
herself; “But I guess I’m not the only one.”  Glancing to 
one side and then the other, she wondered if any of the 
other slaves felt as embarrassed as she felt?  Closing her 
eyes, concentrating on what she was doing and the 
sensations her exercises brought, she decided it was hard 
to say.  Some might be, but others were obviously, 
wantonly, enjoying themselves…...

Finally the Instructor gave them leave to stop, and to sit 
up.  Grinning at them, the Bitch informed them that at the 
end of the week, and at the end of every week until the end 
of their stay at the academy, their progress would be 
evaluated.  Those not moving along as desired would be 
punished.  Grinning wider, she growled; “Those that meet, 
or exceed their goals will find that such an accomplishment 
is its own reward.  You’ll see what I mean….”  Strolling 
over to one of the slaves, a rather petite bunny, she 
looked down and growled; “stick your finger into my cunt, 
and I’ll show you what well developed muscles are…. With a 
somewhat bewildered look on her face the Bunny tentatively 
stretched out one paw, her index finger held out….  The 
Rotweiler grinned wider and grabbed the slave’s paw, 
jerking it towards her, roughly stuffing the proffered 
finger into her sex.  Releasing the Bunny’s wrist, the 
Rotweiler’s face contorted as she stressed her muscles, 
obviously straining.  “Now try and pull it out”…  The 
bunny’s eyes widened in surprise as she tugged downwards, 
timidly at first and then almost desperately; it was 
obvious that try as she might she COULDN’T pull her finger 
out!  Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, the 
Rotweiler relented and the bunny was able to pull her 
finger out…. Looking rather relieved.

Tanj’s eyes opened at the sound of quiet giggling.  She 
was resting in the baths, letting her body soak in the heat 
from the steaming water, letting her muscles relax.  
Peering through the steam she saw Marla and Kayla huddled 
together.  Rising, drifting across the tub, she looked from 
face to face; “what’s going on?”  Kayla’s eyes flashed to 
check the position of the guard and then she whispered; 
“we’re seeing who’s tighter.  I still think I’m tighter 
than the Wolf here, but Marla says she’s just as tight.”  
Marla giggled; “Hey, you’re an “independent observer”…. YOU 
tell us who’s tighter!”  Tanj was about to object, to 
demurr, when furry paws caught her arms, dragging her 
closer.  Marla pressed Tanj’s left paw to her crotch, 
while the Otter took possession of her right paw.  
Suddenly, Tanj found her index fingers gripped by both 
girl’s sexes!  Tanj looked from face to face, and then 
shrugged; “I have to agree with Marla; you’re both about 
the same…..”  Kayla made a face and relaxed, moving back 
against the wall of the tub a little… and then a smile lit 
her face; “and how are YOU coming with your exercises, 
Tanj?  How tight are YOU?”  Before Tanj could move, 
Marla had moved closer, roughly driving a finger into the 
Cheetah’s sex as she purrred; “Squeeze for me, Tanj; 
show me how tight YOU are!”  Tanj looked at the Wolf in 
shock and amazement for a moment, but then shrugged and 
concentrated, tensing her muscles, gripping the Wolf’s 
finger.  Marla’s eyes went open wide and she gasped; 
“Tanj Dear, you’re TIGHT!”  Tanj chuckled and sighed; 
“Yeah, but I can’t hold it for long.  No endurance…….”  
Marla nodded slowly; “Now that you’re going to have to work 
on, especially if what I think is coming actually comes….”  
Tanj opened her mouth to ask what THAT might be, but a 
stern look from a guard forced her back against the side of 
the tub, her mouth closing, her question unspoken…..

Tanj stood on the exercise mat, her arms crossed in 
front of her chest as she pressed the space between thumb 
and forefinger against the insides of her upper arms, 
tensing her muscles.  The Exercise was supposed to be good 
for the muscles that supported her breasts, and while she 
didn’t really object to strengthening them, or to this 
particular exercise, what she did object to was the way 
that one guard, the Stoat, watched how her chest moved as 
she exercised…. watched SO intently…. He was staring right 
AT her!  Blushing, she found herself staring back, unable 
to find anywhere else to look……  The subsequent  push-ups 
were  almost a relief, and as she grunted, Tanj noted 
the Stoat moving around the wall, to fasten his gaze on 
another girl’s ass, with equal intensity……

The Rotweiler was in the Kegel exercise room when Tanj 
was let in, with the other slaves; she’d barely taken her 
place when the Bitch growled; “today we try a few more 
variants.  I want you to all remain standing this time.  As 
you squeeze, I want you to rise to tiptoes.  Now, as soon 
as you’re ready, I want you to contract your muscles for 
three seconds, and then relax for three; repeat that ten 
times.  We start… now!  Squeeze!…. One one thousand, Two 
two thousand….

Tanj had barely had time to work one finger into her sex 
before the Instructor started her count; to her surprise 
she found herself already wet… could she really be 
anticipating the class that much?  Putting that thought 
aside, she grinned to herself and worked her muscles hard, 
thinking that she wasn’t about to let Marla, or Kayla get 
the better of her in this……

“All right, now I want you to squeeze and release as 
rapidly as possible for a count of 25.  Ready?  Start!  
One, one thousand, Two, two thousand….”  Tanj listened 
to the count as she tried to flutter her muscles, feeling 
the response on her finger; grumbling to herself she fought 
for control of her muscles, trying to make them squeeze 
faster and faster, oblivious to her surroundings…..

“All right, Class; now we’re going to do something a little 
more difficult.  I want you to try and imagine you’re 
trying to draw your finger INTO your vagina, and to hold it 
for three seconds.  We’ll repeat this three times.  Ready?  
Start!”  Tanj blinked and thought to herself “Draw it 
INTO my pussy?  HOW?  In confusion, she tried tensing from 
the bottom up.  As the Rotweiler counted, Tanj wondered 
if she was actually accomplishing anything… was such a 
degree of control of her muscles possible?

“Now, Class, we’re going  to do just the opposite.  Imagine 
you’re trying to eject something from your vagina, holding 
that feeling for three seconds.  Lets see if you can force 
those fingers out of your pussies!  Ready?  Start!”  
Tanj smiled to herself; this seemed a little easier, and 
sure enough, as she concentrated, it seemed as if her sex 
was trying to expel her finger.  Grunting with effort, she 
worked her muscles, trying to improve her control…..

Tanj lay on her side, facing the concrete wall of her 
kennel, feigning sleep.  One arm, hopefully hidden from 
view, was pressed hard down the front of her body, her 
middle finger buried in her twat.  Hoping the guards 
wouldn’t know what she was doing, Tanj struggled to 
control her muscles.  The Instructor had said that she 
should be able to pull something into her pussy, but she 
just couldn’t seem to figure out HOW.  Squeezing yet again, 
she tried to figure it all out…..

The Guard watched the Cheetah’s tail twitch and jerk, and 
smiled; he knew she wasn’t asleep, and he thought he knew 
what she was up to….. and if it was that class this group 
started a few days ago, well, he didn’t need to interfere.  
The Academy wanted them practiced at that, and therefor 
he’d let her work at it… unless of course she got too 
vocal……..

Tanj shuddered, and snuck a quick stroke, her thumb 
rubbing over her clitty…… as much as she hated to admit it, 
this “work” was thrilling, in a way……. And she was getting 
to the point where the exercises were becoming more than 
just work… she’d always taken pride in her abilities…. But 
this?  Was this something she could take pride in?  Kayla, 
the otherwise shy and repressed Otter seemed to delight in 
her abilities in this area.  Marla?  Tanj snorted; 
couldn’t judge by HER…..  Even if she DID master this, dare 
she Ever tell ANYONE about it?  Still, she thought, there 
would be times when SOMEONE else would know…..  Loosing her 
train of thought as her thumb stroked back and forth, her 
breathing quickened, and her body shuddered as her climax 
blossomed.  As she struggled to hold her body still, to 
keep from crying out, she felt her pussy spasm and contract 
around her finger, tugging at her, and suddenly she knew 
how………

The guard watched the cheetah roll onto her back, legs 
splayed.  As he’d thought, she was diddling herself, and 
from the look on her face, she’d just climaxed…. But she 
didn’t seem to be stopping there……  Moving quietly, the 
guard stalked forward…..

Tanj grinned widely, clenching her muscles again, 
feeling her pussy suck at her finger; it was a most 
marvelous sensation; the pressures were weak, but definite, 
and Tanj was certain that with practice she’d become 
stronger……  chuckling to herself she contracted her 
muscles, feeling the velvet walls of her pussy tug lightly 
at her finger one more time.  Forgetting herself, the 
Cheetah let out a quiet “YESSSSS!”

The soft chuckle brought Tanj’s eyes open WIDE.  The 
guard was RIGHT THERE, standing over her, inches away, 
separated only by the bars of her kennel!  “you seem 
pleased with yourself, little slave; tell me what it is 
that pleases you so in the middle of the night.”  Tanj 
blinked, and opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came 
out….  The guard chuckled; “don’t worry, I’m not going to 
punish you; this group’s got special dispensation, for a 
while at least…..”  Tanj nodded; “Um…. Ah, well, 
m..master, I just, um, well, figured out how to do 
something……”  The guard nodded, and reached through the 
bars, to softly extract her paw from her crotch, replacing 
her finger with his own; “show me” he purrrred.

Tanj looked at the Ocelot, and swallowed hard, still not 
yet used to the indignity of having some stranger do that 
to her…..  For a moment she considered showing him how she 
could push his finger from her sex, but after a moment, 
thought the better of it…  “Maybe I SHOULD take pride in 
this” flashed through her mind…. “lets find out” came the 
following thought.  Closing her eyes, she concentrated and 
squeezed, doing her best to suck his finger into her 
pussy…..  The guard smiled, as he felt her contractions; 
“Yes, I see.  I’m told that’s not easy to do.  Not all the 
girls that pass through here ever learn how to do it right.  
But I think you need practice…. Do it again.”  Tanj 
concentrated and clenched down again, trying hard to do it 
right….  “Yes, better” The guard purrred.  Tanj let out 
a small moan as the guard’s finger stroked over her clitty; 
“see, you do good work, you get rewarded; now lets feel it 
again….”  

Tanj panted, sweating hard; every time she worked her 
muscles around the guard’s finger correctly, he stroked her 
clitty…. And after an untold time practicing, he’d worked 
her into a lather, her pussy clenching around his finger 
almost frantically, milking him as she teetered on the edge 
of her release……

The guard smiled and pulled his finger out suddenly.  
Tanj’s eyes flew open, and she stifled a wail of 
protest, but then she saw what the guard was doing.  
Watching, her chest heaving, Tanj gazed on as the Ocelot 
removed his loincloth, revealing a raging erection.  “get 
on hands and knees, put your legs through the bars, and 
back up against me; right now, I think you want this as 
much as I do…. Besides, its time you practiced your art on 
a real cock…….

Conflicting emotions raged through Tanj’s mind for a 
split second, and then she realized she DID want him…. And 
she did want to see what she could do with more than just a 
finger….  Doing as he bade her, she shifted, backing up 
against the bars, her pussy framed by two steel rods 
pressing into the globes of her ass……  The feel of the 
Ocelot’s cock pushing into her was both humiliating and 
heavenly……  she felt his paws on her hips, reaching through 
the bars, and then she heard him whisper; “show me what you 
can do, little slave….”

Tanj groaned and worked her muscles as she’d never 
worked them before; she squeezed him, pulled at him, pushed 
at him, fluttering her vaginal muscles around him, until 
she thought she’d drop from exhaustion… and as  she worked 
she became hotter, wetter, more aroused…….  The motions, 
the feelings were incredible, but nowhere near enough to 
get her off by themselves…. Not yet, anyways….  She’d just 
about resolved to move one paw beneath her, to stroke her 
own quim, when she felt the guard start to move………

With her ass pressed hard against the bars, Tanj savored 
the feeling of the guard fucking her, taking her, using 
her….. whether it was the novelty, or the long teasing, it 
seemed like only instants before her climax exploded behind 
her eyeballs, galvanizing her body… somewhere in the haze 
of her climax, she felt him cum within her, and she 
squeezed down HARD!

The guard grunted and with both paws on her rump, pulled 
back, until his cock fell from the Cheetah’s snatch.  
“That, missy, was VERY good.  When you get done with your 
training, I bet you’ll be really something.  But you’ve got 
a long way to go.  Get some sleep.  Classes start in a 
little over two hours.”

Tanj lay on the straw, her chest still heaving, smiling.  
“Really something, eh?  Hmmmmmmm, yes…..”

“Today, Class, we’ll exercise in different positions.  
Remember, today is the first of the weekly exams.  Now, 
everyone in the Missionary position!  We’ll start with the 
rapid contractions…. Ready?  Begin!”

Tanj shifted one more time.  They’d gone through the 
whole exercise routine on their backs, legs widespread, and 
then on hands and knees, and then on their backs again with 
their knees against their chests, and then with just their 
shoulders and the soles of their feet touching the mats, 
with their hips thrust high in the air…  It was while 
Tanj was in this position that the Instructor stopped 
between her legs, pulling her paw away from her crotch and 
shoving one of her own fingers into the Cheetah’s dripping 
snatch.  Tanj followed the exercise routine as she 
directed, clenching her vaginal muscles as tight as she 
could, for as long as she could.  Finally the Bitch jerked 
her finger out, and looked down at Tanj; “good muscle 
tone, but you’re having a problem holding it.  You do much 
better on the rapid contractions, but have difficulty 
maintaining the pressure.  Still, I suppose you pass, for 
this week.  Best keep practicing, though….”  Turning, the 
Rotweiler strode to the next girl; “OK, everyone into the 
“riding” position; on your knees, knees spread wide, torso 
vertical, back straight!  As you squeeze, I want you to 
raise and lower yourself as if you were riding a nice hard 
cock!  Ready?  Begin!”

Tanj squatted, feet well spaced, as she struggled to 
hold her contraction; the Instructor had them doing squats 
as they exercised their vaginal muscles, and Tanj was 
panting from the exertion.  Somehow she had to work on her 
endurance…. Three of the girls had flunked their first 
exam, and Tanj could only wonder what would happen to 
them.  Whatever it was, she was sure she didn’t want it to 
happen to her…….

Marla shook her head; “I hear they got downgraded, shifted 
to the Academy’s “short course.”  Kayla lay in the water, 
only the tip of her muzzle and the tips of her ears above 
the steaming water; “Yeah; they’ll be sold for a lot less 
than we will, and probably wind up in some cut-rate brothel 
somewhere… or sold to a mining camp, where they’ll be 
expected to work all day and fuck all night…..”  Tanj 
just shook her head and shivered, despite the hot water; “I 
don’t know what the future holds for us, but I suppose 
commanding a better price is better than getting sold 
cheap…. I mean, they’ll be less likely to mistreat someone 
they paid a lot of money for, won’t they?  Kayla and Marla 
just shot each other questioning looks, and finally Marla 
mumbled; “I hope so, Tanj, I hope so…..”

Still panting from her more normal exercises, Tanj 
followed the other slaves into the Kegel exercise room.  
Taking her accustomed position, the Cheetah smiled; there, 
where she normally knelt, was a simple polished wooden 
dildo laying on the exercise mat.  As she knelt, eyes fixed 
on the phallus, the Rotweiler strode into the room; “This 
week, we’ll be getting more into aids to your Kegel 
exercises.  As you probably have guessed, there are muscles 
further up your vagina, beyond where most fingers can 
reach.  Today we’ll start working on them, and we’ve given 
you something a little longer to “work against”.  OK, 
everyone in the Frog position, lets get those dildoes 
stuffed up where they belong!”  Tanj was grinning, when 
the guard, also grinning, gave her a light slap with his 
quirt; they BOTH knew she was taking a little too long 
working that dildo into her sex……

“Did you SEE her?”  Marla’s whisper was loud enough to make 
two guard’s heads turn, one of them taking three steps 
towards the wolf, before she sank under the waters of the 
bath in embarrassment.  When she finally surfaced, the 
guard was still there; the whip catching her across her 
shoulders.  “NO TALKING” the guard growled, and after a 
moment, glowering at the other fems in the tub, he stalked 
off.  Marla hunched over in the water, eyes downcast, until 
she was sure he was gone.  Straightening, she looked 
around, carefully scanning the horizon.  Tanj smiled, 
thinking of ancient submarines and periscopes as the Wolf 
fem turned.  “Yes,” whispered Kayla, much more quietly; “I 
SAW!  I couldn’t BELIEVE what she could do!”  Tanj 
nodded in agreement.  The Rotweiler bitch had been chewing 
out one of the slaves for an inadequate performance.  In 
order to demonstrate what they SHOULD be able to do, the 
bitch had snatched the dildo from the errant slave, pushed 
it into her own pussy, and then standing spread-legged, had 
proceeded to work the dong in and out of her sex, without 
using either hand….  Tanj had stared in amazement as the 
dildo slid in and out of the instructor’s sex, as if a 
phantom hand were moving it.  Turning slowly, the Rotweiler 
glowered at the class; “When you can fuck yourself to a 
climax like this, THEN I might consider you as well 
trained; but until then, GET BACK TO WORK!”  Tanj had 
grunted as she clenched her muscles around the wooden 
invader, watching as the Rotweiler did just that, the dong 
moving in and out of her muscular snatch until she 
shuddered through a short, sharp climax.  Pulling the dong 
from her snatch, she thrust it into the paws of the slave 
she’d been chastising, and then had turned and stalked 
away.  Looking up, Tanj raised an eyebrow at the Wolf 
fem; “so how long before YOU can pull that trick?”  Marla 
just sighed and shrugged.  Kayla for her part just groaned 
and sank beneath the water.

This time, when the slaves entered the exercise room, hot 
and sweaty from their exertions, there was something 
different on the mat at each of their positions.  It was a 
shiny brass color, a warm red-gold….   It looked like two 
cones, with rounded bases, pointing at each other, their 
points joined by about four inches of rod.  The cones were 
of different sizes, one having a base only about three 
centimeters in diameter, the other larger, having a 
diameter of about five centimeters.  The rod connecting the 
points of the cones looked to be no more than a centimeter 
in diameter……  Tanj knelt in her usual position, 
thinking to herself; “Given this class, I have no DOUBT 
where this thing goes… but what’s it for?  The Instructor 
entered, nude as usual, save for her belt and whip, and 
strode to the front of the class; holding up a similar 
dumbbell shape, this one a little larger, and chromed, she 
grinned at the class; “today we start weight training. Pick 
up your Kegel training dumbbell, and insert it into your 
pussies.  Large end first.”  So saying, she squatted a 
little, presenting the larger end of her own dumbbell 
against her pussy, pushing until it forced its way between 
her labia, and into her vagina. With a grin, she removed 
her paw, leaving the rod connecting the cones protruding 
from her labia, the smaller end of the dumbbell hanging 
between her legs.  “OK, Slaves, lets see how long you can 
hold it there with no hands.  EVERYONE; paws behind your 
necks!  First one to drop feels my lash!”

Tanj stood, legs splayed, paws behind her neck, body 
trembling…. She’d been holding this thing within her for so 
long her muscles were cramping.  And yet no one else had 
lost theirs yet.  The Instructor had taken a position by 
the front of the class, her quirt in her right hand…. And 
the dumbbell between her legs was amazingly, slowly rising 
and falling.  She looked as if she were holding herself on 
the edge of her climax, modulating her motions, neither too 
fast or too slow…..  Tanj watched, marveling, wishing 
she could be so “in control”… of her muscles, her life, of 
ANYTHING…..

The instructor strolled among the struggling students.  As 
she moved, she growled: "I can easily isolate the deeper 
muscles from the PC muscles. I would say there are 
definitely two different sets of muscles. There are three 
points I can control, the lower pelvic, vaginal opening, 
the deeper vaginal muscles and a point in between that I 
can ripple down or up from the specified sets. And it's 
definitely no rumor that some women can force a man to come 
by just using the vagina, rippling their vaginal muscles 
without moving their hips or body. I've done it.  And soon, 
so will you."

The thump was followed by a soft moan.  Barely daring to 
move, for fear of loosing her own dumbbell, Tanj twisted 
her head carefully, to see a petite mouse panting hard, 
bent over, paws on thighs.  Between her feet, her dumbbell, 
glistening with her juices, lay on the mat.  Next to her, a 
Siamese cat looked on, her face a mixture of continued 
concentration, strain, and relief.  The Instructor strode 
through the class, to bend, to pick up the dumbbell.  
Handing it back to the Mouse, she growled; “You stay after 
class.  Now put it back where it goes, and resume!”

Tanj’s knees were shaking; she was convinced they’d been 
there for hours, the class, this exercise seeming to 
stretch into eternity.  Finally she thought she could hold 
it no more, and with a gasp, despite her best efforts, her 
brain shouting at her muscles to obey, she felt the thing 
slipping!  Finding some last reserve, her body shuddering, 
she found whatever it took to stop its motion…. Then, as 
her eyes went wide, she felt the dumbbell inch back into 
her pussy.  It was just a small motion, certainly no more 
than a millimeter or so, but the feeling was definite.  
Trying not to congratulate herself yet, Tanj was 
distracted by a thud to her left rear, and then almost 
immediately, another thud to her right front.  As her head 
twisted, first to look behind her, and then in front of 
her, she gasped as the twin distraction caused her to loose 
what control she’d regained, her own dumbbell slipping out 
to smack the exercise mat with what sounded like a 
horrendous SMACK!  The Rotweiler gestured to the Tigress 
behind her, and the Bunny in front of her, growling; “you 
two, stay after class too…..”  And then her attention 
turned to Tanj.  “You!  Cheetah!  I saw what you did!  
You let yourself get distracted!  Lucky for you I only 
punish the first three to let ‘em drop!  Stuff it back 
where it goes, and HOLD it!”

Biting her lower lip, Tanj struggled to hold the weight. 
She’d lost it three times so far.  Marla had lost it twice, 
and to her amazement, Kayla had yet to loose hers once.  
She was tied with a Palomino Mare; both had turned to face 
each other, grinning at each other as if daring the other 
to loose it first.  And of course the Instructor was still 
walking around, carrying hers as if it was nothing……  
Shaking her head, the Cheetah wondered how many more years 
it would be until the class ended; it seemed as if they’d 
been doing it for a decade so far, at least…..

“OK, Class; that’s it, you can relax now.  Everyone kneel.  
Tanj panted, and dropped the dumbbell into her paw, 
sinking gratefully down to the mat.  As a guard came by, 
she deposited the metal monster into the box he carried.  
Moments later another guard paused before her, to hand the 
surprised Cheetah two metal balls, about four centimeters 
in diameter.  One was heavy, and the other light, as if it 
were hollow.  Blinking at the balls, Tanj looked up at 
the Instructor, who seemed to have a malicious grin on her 
face.  When the guard had finished the Bitch grinned; 
“That’s right, my little slaves.  Homework.  The heavy ball 
goes in first, and then the light ball.  You WILL hold them 
in; all the guards throughout the Academy have orders to 
whip anyone who looses them.  You may remove them ONLY when 
you have to go to the bathroom, or if someone orders you to 
have sex.  No exceptions!  Now put ‘em in, stand up, and 
form a coffle!  You’re going to be late for your next 
class!”

Tanj found herself walking a little bowlegged; every 
time she moved the heavy, upper ball clinked against the 
hollow lighter ball, driving it down against her most 
sensitive flesh.  Just walking had brought her to the very 
edge of a climax… and then it hit her.  What if they had to 
leave them in until the normal exercise period tomorrow!  
The thought of running on the treadmill like this made her 
shudder.

The guard looked at the Cheetah as she moaned, and he 
grinned.  Were the Ben-wa balls causing her to have a 
climax?  Or was the humiliation of the situation causing 
her to groan like that?  Either way, he liked the way she 
looked; that expression on her face was simply marvelous…..

Sitting down on the step in the baths was shear delight, 
and Tanj groaned with relief.  She could relax again, 
let her muscles go, let the hard stone of the step hold 
those damnable balls in.  Looking through the steam, she 
shook her head; Marla was sitting there, swaying from side 
to side, front to back, as if to music playing in her head; 
she was deliberately making the balls dance within her….. 
Tanj sighed and shook her head; the Wolf fem probably 
didn’t care if anyone, or everyone saw her in the throes of 
a climax.  Thinking back, Tanj remembered how the balls 
had driven her to a sharp climax as the coffle had moved 
from the beverage preparation and serving course to the 
protocols course…  She was sure that all traffic in the 
corridor had come to a dead halt to watch as she staggered 
through her orgasm.  She’d never been so embarrassed in her 
life… or had she?  This place seemed to be one long 
embarrassment, one long humiliation after another.  Looking 
up she caught Kayla’s face; the Otter just grinned, and 
drifted closer to whisper; “did you notice?  I beat that 
Mare…..”  Tanj just groaned and sank beneath the water.

Tanj smiled; she was finally getting the hang of it.  
For six long weeks they’d been in the Kegel exercise 
course, and as per her usual, her grades were mixed; she 
seemed to be developing nicely in getting her muscles to do 
just what she wanted….  Right now she was standing, knees 
bent slightly, paws behind her back, as the dumbbell, a 
heavier one than the one she’d started with, moved up and 
down within her pussy, seemingly of its own accord.  The 
Rotweiler bitch watched, and then nodded approvingly.  “OK, 
now turn it over and do that with the small end” the 
instructor growled.  Tanj obediently pulled the device 
from her pussy, and turning it over, pushed the smaller of 
the two cones into herself.  This was more difficult; there 
was less to work against…..  and it was difficult to just 
hold it within herself, let alone move it.  With a look of 
fierce concentration on her face, she struggled to control 
rapidly tiring muscles…. For that was her downfall; she 
could do almost anything requested of her… for a while.  
But she tired easily.  Grunting, she made the dumbbell rise 
and fall three times, and then yelped and clenched down 
hard to keep it from falling out at the bottom of the 
fourth stroke.  The Rotweiler nodded, and then looked up at 
the Cheetah’s face; “you’ve been practicing away from the 
class?”  Tanj nodded; “Yes, Mistress; all the time!”  
The Rotweiler moved a little closer; “and how often have 
the Ben-wa balls fallen out, in the last week?”  Tanj 
bowed her head; “Six times, Mistress… usually when I’m 
suddenly distracted”  The Bitch nodded and turned to a 
guard; “Get her a set of…. Um….. chained number sixes.”  
Turning back to the Cheetah, the Rotweiler grinned; “we’ll 
just have to get you a greater incentive NOT to loose 
them……”

It wasn’t unusual for the class to be issued Ben-Wa balls 
for continued practice, and given the Instructor’s 
comments, Tanj wasn’t really surprised when the guards 
started passing out sets…..  Not until the guard stopped in 
front of her, with a lewd grin on his face.  Tanj’s eyes 
almost crossed as he dangled something before her nose; it 
was a set of golden Ben-Wa balls, if anything smaller than 
the ones she was used to; but they were connected with a 
chain… a chain with a clamp on the loose end!  “That’s 
right, my pretty; and you can guess where the clamp goes, 
too!  Now turn around and bend over…..”

Tanj stood with paws grasping her spread ankles as the 
guard inserted first the heavier ball and then the lighter 
ball.  It was all she could do to stifle a cry when the 
clip closed around her clitty!  “OK, you can straighten up 
now” the guard chuckled.  Tentatively, Tanj 
straightened, feeling the balls move within her.  These 
were MUCH heavier, and she had to clench her muscles to 
keep them from falling out.  The heavier weight meant that 
they were MUCH more effective in stimulating her, but she 
knew it would be a struggle not to loose them.  As if 
reading her mind, the guard chuckled again, one paw rubbing 
her mons; “The clip is a special one; it isn’t all that 
tight now, but when the chain is tugged it gets VERY tight.  
It won’t fall off.  And believe me, from what I’ve heard, 
you do NOT want to let those balls fall free.  Now come on, 
gotta get you into the coffle……”

Tanj lay flat on her stomach in the kennel, her arms 
bound behind her back.  She’d earned that punishment by 
giving voice to several climaxes during the day as the 
heavy balls moved within her.  She’d only lost them once, 
and that was enough to teach her that she would go to any 
lengths to keep that from happening again!  Panting 
lightly, she shivered, even that small motion making the 
balls clink together within her.  Trying to ignore the 
sensations, she willed herself to sleep, only to fail once 
again.  Sighing she pulled her knees under her, and rocked 
back and forth, head low to keep the pressure off her now 
very sore muscles… “Maybe just one more climax, and I’ll be 
tired enough to fall asleep……”

“OK, Class, I think you’re advanced enough now to start 
working out against something that can provide REAL 
resistance!”  Tanj looked at the metal and plastic 
device laying on the exercise mat in front of her and shook 
her head; it looked like a cross between a dildo split down 
the middle, and a pair of kitchen tongs.  There was a hinge 
at the bottom, and just below the head, the shaft was 
split, one whole side angled out, showing a number of 
stainless steel springs between the halves.  “That’s right, 
Slaves!” the Rotweiler chuckled; “Everyone on your back, 
Frog position!  Lets pick up the exercisers, compress the 
sides, and put it where it belongs!  Tanj complied, 
gasping as she slid the thing into her pussy, feeling it 
try to separate within her.  Finally she had it all the way 
in, to the base.  Panting lightly, she looked around, 
seeing some of the students still struggling, trying to 
keep the gizmo compressed until it was within them.  “Now 
that everyone’s ready” the Rotweiler growled; “I want you 
to compress the device!  Squeeze and hold for a count of 
ten.  Do twenty reps, rest for a count of thirty, and then 
do twenty more!  Lets get going; next week we’ve got a 
whole different set of springs for you to work against, and 
you’d better be ready for them!  GO!”

Tanj still thought it was humiliating.  She was on her 
knees, torso bent to the floor, paws behind her neck, as 
the Instructor inserted the instrumented dildo into her 
pussy.  They’d gotten way beyond the point where the 
Instructor could use a finger to judge their progress.  
Hence the dildo; it was filled with a fluid, and as Tanj 
squeezed, it reported the pressure in three different areas 
along its length to a set of gauges at the end of a hose.  
After going through her paces, the Rotweiler pulled the 
dong from her snatch and slapped the Cheetah on her rump; 
“As always, just good enough to pass.  You’re quite good 
initially, but you still fade fast, Slave.  KEEP WORKING!  
Tanj just nodded, and as she rose to her kneeling 
position, groaning as the Guard held up the chained ben-wa 
balls…….

Tanj was panting hard from the weight machine as the 
guards ushered them into the next room.  She knew instantly 
that something was up, by the way Marla’s ears perked up, 
and her tail lifted…..  There, tied spread-eagled on the 
floor, were twenty male slaves……….

The Instructor grinned; “OK, Class, believe it or not, its 
Graduation day, and this is your final exam.  It’s a simple 
exam.  All you have to do is sit astride the slave before 
you, and make him cum.  The problem is, you have to do it 
with your vaginal muscles; you can’t move on him.  Anyone 
who does will be either sent back for retraining, or down-
graded to domestic help, and auctioned off.  When you’ve 
gotten him to cum, squat over his chest and expel the 
semen.  If I haven’t mentioned it before, getting him off 
in this manner is called “Mula Band Ha.”  This will 
additionally demonstrate your control, and also be a 
visible indicator that you were successful.  Get to it!”

Tanj looked at the male Rabbit tied in what would 
normally be her usual spot.  His legs were just a little 
spread, paws stretched out to either side, a little above 
his head.  “Ring bolts must have been under the mats all 
along” thought Tanj, idly, as she squatted astride him.  
Smiling, she reached down to stroke his sheath.  To her 
surprise, it took her a while to get him hard, and she 
wondered where this group of males had been before this 
particular class.  “It’d be just like the Academy to give 
us well-drained and exhausted males to work with.”  
Shrugging, she mounted his cock, sinking down until its 
whole length was buried in her snatch……

The Rabbit was gagged, but Tanj could see the look of 
delight on his face as her wetness enveloped him.  He was 
moderately well hung, for a Lepine, and Tanj grinned in 
return.  As a “warm-up” exercise, she just clenched her 
pussy around his shaft, squeezing him, relaxing, and 
squeezing him.  It almost seemed like his eyes bulged with 
each squeeze, his head coming off the floor, his ears 
standing Straight out.  Tanj giggled softly, and put her 
paws behind her neck.  It was SUCH a temptation to ride his 
cock….. tightening the lower band of PG muscles, and then 
squeezing on up to the Kegel muscles, she started milking 
his cock, as if trying to draw him further into herself.  
The effect on the Rabbit seemed to be galvanic, his body 
tensing.  Tanj purrrred and repeated the motion, moving 
slowly, sensually, the velvet walls of her pussy 
rhythmically squeezing, stroking, milking his cock…..  It 
was almost too easy…….  She’d barely begun to work through 
her repertoire, when the Rabbit’s body bucked, and she felt 
his cock start to spurt!  Milking him hard, eyes closed, 
she worked to make sure she’d pulled every drop of cum from 
the Bunny.  Rising on her knees, she shifted forward a bit, 
and then squeezed, pushing downward, until she felt his cum 
drip from her distended pussy.

“HMPHH!”  Tanj twisted her head to see the Rotweiler 
standing there, hands on hips, glowering at her; “And they 
told me these slaves were well-spent!  Bunnies!  They’ll 
cum at the drop of a hat.  OK, Slave, the rules say you 
passed, but I still think you got off easy.  But there’s 
plenty of time left in the period…….”  Looking up, the 
Rotweiler scanned the room, her eyes fastening on one of 
the guards; “Albert!  This one’s made her male cum, but I’m 
still not sure she’s got what it takes.  Care to give her 
your own exam?”  Tanj followed the Rotweiler’s gaze and 
suppressed a shudder.  Whatever Albert was, it was a 
species she wasn’t familiar with.  Green and scaly, and 
quite muscular, he was some sort of reptile…. But not one 
of the Dragon variants she was familiar with….  “Sure will, 
Ma’am” the reptile hissed, a smile forming on his snout.  
The snout was short, broad, and rounded, and as he smiled 
Tanj gulped at the number of teeth he seemed to possess.  
Motioning her over, the Guard, pulled off his loincloth, 
dropped his whip next to it on the floor and then laid down 
on his back…….  Tanj’s gaze flicked to the Instructor, 
who seemed to have a cold smile on her face as she 
watched….. Crouching astride him, as she’d done with the 
Bunny, she started to stroke him, working at getting him 
hard…….

It seemed as if she had mounted  a statue.  The creature’s 
cock was rock hard, and only the slow rise and fall of his 
chest indicated that he was actually alive.  His eyes were 
closed, his jaws slightly parted…. Tanj started through 
her motions again, seemingly having no effect… Alternating 
between milking his cock, her muscles trying to draw him 
further into her pussy, and reversing the action, trying to 
push him out, she grunted, doing her best to move as fast 
as possible, to squeeze as hard as she could.  Watching 
from the corner of her eye, she saw slave after slave reach 
their goal….. When the bell sounded there were five girls 
that hadn’t yet brought their males off yet, and before the 
eyes of the whole class, the other guards pulled them off 
the bound males, formed them into a small coffle and 
hustled them off.

That completed, the Instructor padded back over to Tanj; 
“Well, Albert?  Does she meet our high standards?”  The 
reptile opened his eyes to slits and gave the Rotweiler an 
upside-down nod; “Um, yes Ma’am, I’d say so….. better 
control than most.  Almost made me loose it at one point.”  
The Rotweiler nodded and then raised an eyebrow; “you want 
to let her get you off?  Or would you rather take your 
pleasure a different way?”  Suddenly Tanj felt the 
creature moving; with surprising power, he rolled suddenly, 
trapping her beneath him.  Tanj gasped as she felt him 
suddenly come  alive, driving his hips against hers, 
fucking her hard!  Panting, she continued to try and ripple 
her vaginal muscles around his driving cock.  An instant 
later, she could feel him cumming, what seemed like gallons 
of cum pouring into her tired pussy.  And then he was 
rising, pulling free from her pussy…  Standing, he offered 
her a paw, pulling her to her feet.  Looking up at the 
Rotweiler, he grinned another of his toothy smiles; “Yes, 
I’d say she passed.  Not the best I’ve ever seen, 
definitely not as good as you, but better than most.”  The 
Rotweiler nodded, almost disappointedly and turned back to 
Tanj; “I want you to hold his cum within you.  Don’t let 
ANY leak out.  Now go join the coffle!”

Tanj sighed as she sank down into the hot waters of the 
bath.  She’d passed.  It was a great relief.  But now that 
she’d finished that course, she wondered what would take 
its place.  “Time enough for that in the morning” she 
thought to herself.  No more Kegel rods, no more dumbbells, 
no more Ben-Wa balls with biting little clamps…… Tonight 
she could sleep!  Feeling motion in the water the Cheetah 
opened her eyes to see Marla’s smiling face; “So tell me, 
Tanj; what was it like doing the Alligator?”  Tanj 
just grinned; “Alligator?  Is that what he was?”

Stardate 2397.75

Sahajoli

Tanj smiled as the bell rang.  The sit-up bench was 
particularly cruel in her estimation, especially given the 
Academy’s variant.  Like most “torture” devices of its ilk, 
it was slanted back at about a thirty degree angle, with 
your head at the floor, and your knees the highest point.  
Like most, it had soft foam cylinders to go behind your 
knees, and soft foam cylinders to press into your shins, 
holding your legs in place as you struggled to raise your 
body.  Unlike the more standard variants, the Academy 
version was not a simple padded board, but a Y.  Tanj’s 
knees perhaps were not obscenely spread, physical 
limitations being what they were, but they WERE wide enough 
spread so that the Instructor monitoring her progress could 
“encourage” her to greater levels of performance  by 
applying the business end of her quirt to Tanj’s quim.  
Tanj was quite sore as she disentangled herself from the 
device, and it wasn’t just her stomach muscles that were 
complaining.

As she turned to join the others, to form up into the 
coffle, one of the guards intercepted her; “not you, 
Spotty.  You go in there.  Seems you’ve been nominated for 
an “advanced” class…….  Tanj followed his gaze, her eyes 
widening as she realized that he was indicating the double 
doors to the Kegel exercise room.  “But… Master, I’ve 
Passed that course!  I’ve been keeping up with my 
exercises!  I haven’t slacked off, HONEST!”  The guard 
swatted her on the can; “DON’T talk back!  I didn’t say you 
hadn’t; I said you’d been nominated for the ADVANCED class.   
Now get your ass IN there, before I decide to whip you for 
your insolence!”

Tanj knelt in the empty room, in her usual place, 
waiting.  Did this mean she was no longer in the “erotic 
dress” class she’d been attending?  Or were they just 
shifting her schedule?  With a sigh, she decided on the 
whole, she’d miss that class.  The latex and rubber outfits 
were pure hell over fur, but the silks and diaphanous 
materials were heaven, even if they DID make her blush.  
Hearing the door open behind her, Tanj checked her 
posture… Knees spread, back straight, head bowed, wrists on 
thighs, palm up….   No, she hadn’t been caught again…….  
When the noise faded, the doors closing again, she listened 
for a minute and then snuck a look around.  Grinning, Marla 
winked back.  Kayla, just beyond the Wolf fem, looked as 
disgusted as ever.  “Got to be an act” Tanj thought to 
herself; “I KNOW she likes this kinda thing……”

Two other slaves were dropped off, a slim Ferret and a 
rather…. “Rubinesque” lady Bear.  A few minutes later, the 
Instructor, the same Rotweiler Bitch, strode in.  With a 
sigh she looked over her pupils; “This, believe it or not, 
is the collection of the most promising students, in this 
area, that the Academy has to offer me.  Talk about 
scraping the bottom of the barrel!  I’m not going to waste 
my breath telling you why you’re here.  The film relates it 
MUCH better than I ever could.  Watch, and we’ll discuss it 
when its through.  Remember; when we finish this class, you 
WILL be able to do everything she does!  Feel free to move 
around and examine the holo from whatever angle you choose.  
This is an ADVANCED class and certain liberties are 
permitted…..”

The lights seemed to darken  all of their own, and the 
characteristic flicker of a holographic projector starting 
up formed on the mat about four feet in front of Tanj.  
Holding her position as the others scooted around to see 
better, Tanj found herself roughly face to face with a 
petite brown Mouse, kneeling as she was.  This one, though, 
looked a little older than the typical Academy student… and 
a little more worn.  There was something about her 
demeanor…..  Her nose still bore its classic “Academy” 
ring, but both her nipples and both her labia were pierced 
as well.  Bending over to kneel, Tanj peered at her sex, 
and then sat back wide-eyed.  There was a ring poking from 
between her labia, at the front; either her clit hood, or 
her clitty itself had been pierced.  A hand appeared from 
off camera, turning to show a stack of metal disks, and 
Tanj suddenly recognized the disks as antique gold 
coins.  The stack was carefully pushed up into the Mouse’s 
quim, absolutely no emotion showing on the Mouse’s face.  
At a spoken command, the Mouse began to eject the coins 
from her sex, one by one.  Tanj’s eyebrows went up and 
she marveled at the control that would let the Mouse loose 
the coins singly.  Then, with the coins scattered on the 
floor between her knees, the Mouse crouched, and pressing 
her crotch to the floor, proceeded to pick up the coins one 
by one!  Tanj watched, openmouthed.  Visible through the 
ghost-image of the Mouse, Kayla bent, her head near the 
floor, her rump high in the air as she watched, shaking her 
head in amazement.  

Tanj watched in stunned amazement as the disembodied 
hand reappeared to reclaim the stack of coins, once again 
intact.  It disappeared for a moment and then reappeared to 
place three numbered balls, each about five centimeters in 
diameter, on the floor in front of the Mouse.  Squatting 
again, the Mouse “picked up” the balls in numerical 
sequence.  From somewhere off camera, a voice growled 
“one!” and after a few moments, the blank look still on the 
Mouse’s face, she squatted a little, and the Number 1 ball 
dropped to the floor.  Tanj shook her head and muttered; 
“that can’t be; gotta be a trick!  That was the FIRST ball 
she picked up!”

Tanj winced as the Instructor smacked her on the back of 
the head; “Shut UP and watch!  Its NO trick!  You too will 
learn how to do that!  The disembodied voice commanded 
“Two!” and the Mouse dropped the second of the balls, 
somehow managing to maneuver it past the third ball she’d 
picked up, within her body.  Finally she was permitted to 
discharge the final ball.  The Hologram flickered and faded 
as the room lights came up.

The Rotweiler grinned; “you think that’s good?  I can do a 
trick she can’t.  Striding to the side of the room, she 
picked up a beer mug, a bottle of the local brew, and a 
rather thick straw.  Pouring the bottle into the mug, she 
stuck the straw into it, and then set the mug on the floor.  
Squatting over the mug, she placed the end of the straw 
between her own labia.  “Smoking, as you know, is 
unhealthy, and the Academy doesn’t permit it.  However, in 
some places that antique and disgusting habit still 
persists, and I once saw a femme suck smoke into her quim 
from something  called a “Cigar”… and then  “exhale” it.  
Me, I prefer my beer.”  Concentrating, the Rotweiler moved 
her internal muscles, and to Tanj’s amazement, the level 
in the mug dropped, millimeter by millimeter, until it was 
about half gone.  Standing, shifting so that her legs were 
widespread, the Rotweiler grinned; “You, spotty cat.  Get 
over here, and open your mouth!

Tanj gulped as fast as she could, as the Rotweiler 
discharged the Beer into her mouth.  It tasted of her sex, 
but wasn’t as gross as it felt…….  And it had been ages 
since she’d tasted beer…..  Smiling, the Rotweiler 
commanded Tanj to hand her the half-empty mug, and as 
she drank the rest, as per her bidding, Tanj licked her 
clean….

Tanj was self-conciously licking her muzzle, trying to 
get all the droplets of beer and of the Instructor’s juices 
off her fur, kneeling back in her original spot on the mat, 
as the Rotweiler produced a rather common carton of 
chickenfowl eggs.  With a smile, she tucked one of the eggs 
into her still dripping sex.  Her body tensing, muscles 
obviously working, a soft plop emanated from her sex.  
Padding over to the Bear, she used both paws to tug her 
jaws apart; “Stick out your tongue.  Further!”  Tensing her 
muscles again, the Instructor dribbled the remains of the 
now crushed egg into the Bear’s mouth, shell fragments and 
all.  Giving the Bear a pat on the head, she chuckled; 
“good for your coat.”  Turning back to face the rest of her 
students, while the Bear made a face, and a half-hearted 
effort to spit out the larger pieces of eggshell, the 
Rotweiler grinned; “it takes STRONG muscles to do that.  
And in order to accomplish what we’re going to do, you’ll 
have to be much stronger than you are now.  Now, who feels 
ready to try and pass the egg test?  No one?  All right, 
lets start warming up with our standard exercises…..”

Tanj lay with her shoulders flat on the mat, her hips 
elevated off the floor.  It was both strangely embarrassing 
and exciting at the same time; the Instructor had pushed 
three ping-pong balls into her sex, and now she had been 
instructed to “shoot” them from her quim!  With the rest of 
the class, the instructors AND the guards looking on.  
Grunting, Tanj tensed her muscles, one of the balls 
popping out weakly to fall on the mat between her spread 
feet.  “NO!” the Instructor growled; “you have to CLENCH 
the muscles starting towards the top of your vagina and 
squeeze DOWN!  Use ALL your muscles, not just the PC 
muscles!  Now try it again!”  Concentrating, Tanj 
squeezed with all she had.

Tanj grinned at Kayla across the hot steamy water in the 
baths; “well, my best shot was only four centimeters short 
of your record.  Just you wait until tomorrow; I’ll beat 
you yet, Otter!”

Tanj knelt on the mat, the tin cup between her knees.  
The “straw” was about a centimeter in diameter and 
translucent, its tip held tenuously between her labia.  
Grunting, she looked down between her breasts at the liquid 
level in the cup, and rippling her muscles, did what she 
could to make the level of water in the “straw” rise up its 
length.  They’d been promised that if they could suck the 
water up to the entrance to their pussies, they’d get a 
“reward”… but they ALL had to do it for the reward to be 
given…..

Cletus settled himself down into the water of the baths, a 
silly grin on his face.  Across the steaming water, Chester 
watched the guard’s movement and when he thought it was 
safe, he moved through the water with a skill born of long 
practice.  “What you grinnin’ about?”  Cletus opened his 
eyes to regard the male Raccoon.  “Well, it seems we had 
another lab on “Technique” today…..”  Chester’s eyes 
flicked to where one guard was talking to another, in the 
middle distance; “you mean they let you guys get your rocks 
off?  LUCKY you!”  The Bobcat just grinned a little wider; 
“Oh, it was more than that, Chester ma man!  I think the 
whole thing wasn’t OUR lab…. But theirs!  I was paired with 
this Cheetah lady, and let me tell you somethin’, she was 
HOT.  Right in the middle of our session, she suddenly 
closed down on me so tight I couldn’t pull out.  No 
kidding!  We were in the missionary position and for 
several minutes I couldn’t pull out, or push her away!  And 
no, she didn’t have her legs around my waist either!”  The 
Bobcat smiled and sank a little lower in the water, his 
smile growing wider as he remembered.   “I was trapped in 
silky perfection, Chester!  It was like being in a silky 
velvet bear trap, and there was no escape!  It was GREAT!  
I think she got a real kick out of being able to do that to 
me, too, knowing how much it excited me.  You should have 
seen her face as I pulled her back across the floor and 
then lifted her hips off the floor with nothing but the 
grip she had on my cock with that beautiful, talented pussy 
of hers!  Talk about an extremely wonderful feeling!  I 
didn’t want her to EVER stop crushing me like that!”  From 
across the water, in the shadows, the basso rumble of Barry 
drawled; “Ah’ve heard of laydees that could hurt a furr lak 
that….”  Cletus just grinned, and as the guard headed back 
that way, scowling at the whispers, he mumbled; “No, it 
wasn’t painful, but the intense pressure only excited me 
that much more.”  And then he sank below the water, and out 
of sight.

Tanj looked at the simple wooden egg sitting on the mat 
before her.  Compared to some of the “aids” they’d 
practiced with, this one looked rather benign.  The 
Rotweiler grinned, and picked up her own egg, squatting a 
little to slip it into her pussy.  “OK, Slaves, there are a 
number of exercises we’ll be performing today with the 
eggs.  I hope you like them, as they’ll be your constant 
friends until you graduate from this class.  Put ‘em in, 
and stand in the “horse” stance.  Now contract the lower 
muscles….. now the second set……  now squeeze with the top 
set.  I want you to practice moving the eggs up and down 
within yourself.  Do that for the next fifteen minutes.  
Then we’ll see about what else you might be able to do with 
them.

Frowning, Tanj concentrated.  She was to contract the 
upper and lower bands of muscles and then use the middle 
band to make the egg move left, and then right?  How would 
she even know if she’d succeeded?  Tensing, she imagined 
the egg shifting to the left……

“Its fairly simple, Slaves.  When you’ve figured out how to 
move it left and right, with each set of muscles, you 
merely have to move left with one set and right with the 
other set, and the egg will turn over within your vaginas.”  
With a flourish, the Rotweiler pushed her egg into her 
pussy, pointy end first, and then after a moment, she 
dropped it into her waiting palm, pointy end first!  
Tanj closed her eyes and shook her head in amazement.  
She’d accidentally done that with her egg twice now, 
feeling it stretch her as it swapped end for end, but she 
still had no idea just what she’d done to accomplish it.  
With a sigh, she squatted a little, closing her eyes to 
concentrate once again……

Tanj stood, her arms bound behind her back, a gag 
filling her mouth.  Her leash was tied to a stanchion on 
the wall, preventing her from moving more than a few feet 
in any direction.  And there on the floor, by the 
baseboard, was a key.  It was just a small key, handcuff 
size, but more complex.  It was a weathered brass, like 
it’d been in service for a long time.  And it was just 
laying there.  It LOOKED as if it had just fallen there…. 
Alone for the moment, in the corridor, awaiting the guard 
that would take her to her next class, Tanj stared at 
the key.  What was it for?  What lock did it fit?  Had it 
been carelessly dropped there, or had it been placed there, 
temptation for a slave?  It wouldn’t be hard to pick it up 
between her toes, but they’d pulled mittens over her paws 
before putting on the wrist cuffs, and there was no way she 
could grasp the key, removing it from her toes.  Smirking 
around her gag, she remembered the hologram of the mouse, 
and shook her head; she should have no Tanj at all 
picking up even something as tiny as the key with her 
pussy.  Not anymore….  Perhaps the leash was long enough to 
let her shift over to kick the key directly beneath her, 
and then be long enough to let her squat far enough to pick 
it up in that manner…..  But should she?  This could be a 
test……  They might be watching…..

“Its gotta be a trap” Tanj thought to herself as she 
idly flicked the key towards herself with one outstretched 
foot.  “Got to be why they’ve left me here this long, all 
by myself.  Got to be why they put the mittens on….”  And 
yet, there was something about the situation that she found 
irresistible.  It was as if her body was moving of its own 
accord while her mind watched from a distance.  The key was 
now right below her, directly between her feet.  Looking 
one way and then the other up and down the corridor, 
Tanj held her breath for a moment, listening.  No sign 
of anyone approaching.  Squatting quickly, Tanj lowered 
herself to the floor; the leash was just barely long 
enough, the collar digging into her neck as she pressed her 
crotch to the floor.  And then, she was gathering her feet 
under herself, rising, her prize held within the warm 
confines of her sex.  “OK, you proved you could do it; now 
drop it before someone comes….” the Cheetah thought to 
herself.  Squatting just a little, she forced the key out, 
and then with a grin concealed by her gag, she kicked 
temptation out of reach, down the corridor…..

It wasn’t completely uncommon for them to come for a slave 
in the middle of the night, but it wasn’t all that common 
either.  All through the kennels, faces were pressed to 
bars as the small troop of guards made their way to 
Tanj’s cell.  Crooking a finger, the head guard, a 
massive Tiger, urged Tanj out of her kennel.  “I HATE it 
when I’m right like that” Tanj thought to herself as 
they bound her paws behind her back, and snapped a leash to 
her collar.  “It WAS a trap……”

The Dean looked at Tanj, kneeling before him, and shook 
his head; “I have to admit, in the long history of the 
Academy, you are the first.  There have been those who have 
ignored the key, and those that have tried to make off with 
it, but you are the FIRST to both take it, and then reject 
temptation.  Now I have to admit, the act of taking it 
alone has earned you a punishment, but that should be 
tempered by the fact that you later dropped it, and then 
kicked it out of reach.  While I’m sure you’ll tell me that 
it was your intention all along, that you only wanted to 
see if you COULD pick it up, I can’t afford to believe 
that.  I’m going to have to believe that you started on a 
bold plan, and then chickened out.  Now lets see if we can 
find a punishment that fits the crime…….  Your instructor 
tells me that you’re only marginal in certain “stamina” 
issues……

The setting was scary; Tanj had to admit that.  It was 
as if they’d found a vertical sewer pipe and had lowered 
her into it.  It was old, and slimy and slick, and it 
didn’t smell very nice…..  Her paws were bound behind her 
back, and her ankles were bound together, on either side of 
a massive block of stone.  When the guards had lowered her 
into the pipe, she’d thought the rope under her armpits was 
going to saw her arms off from the weight.  The pipe was 
only a little larger in diameter than her body, and while 
its sides were rough, eroded concrete, Tanj was certain 
that even if her hands and feet had been free, that there’d 
be no way to climb out.  The rubber bulb in her pussy 
though, gave her an idea as to what was going to come 
next……..

The first few cold droplets fell on her from above, and 
Tanj tilted her face up to look.  It had been quite a 
while since the guards had trooped off, leaving her alone 
in her confinement….  Above her, running along the roof of 
the utility tunnel they’d dragged her through to get to 
this place, was a large corroded metal pipe.  And it was 
leaking.  Water was dribbling down onto her from above.  
And then it became apparent that her worst fears had been 
realized.  The vertical pipe she was standing in was going 
to slowly fill with water.  But she’d been given a pump to 
pump it out with.  All she had to do was to compress the 
rubber bulb in her pussy to work the pump.  And the way the 
water was dribbling down on her from above, she’d have to 
work it hard to keep from eventually drowning.  Grunting, 
she squeezed down hard, and as she relaxed, she could feel 
the weight as water crept up the hose dangling between her 
thighs.

“Too cold” Tanj thought, too tired to shiver.  The water 
had slowly risen, over the span of hours, until it was up 
to the hollow of her neck.  Most of her control was gone, 
eaten away by exhausted muscles, but she could still spasm 
her pussy around the rubber bulb, still managing to pump 
some of the incoming water from the pipe…..  She wondered 
if the guards would come to extract her, if the water would 
rise to drown her, despite her best efforts, or if she’d 
just get too tired to care.  Exhausted and frozen, she 
struggled on, trying to stem the tide…..

Tanj was still dripping when the guards dropped her off 
at the exercise room.  The Rotweiler Bitch, looking much 
too clean and warm to Tanj, just smirked; “about time 
you could join us, Slave.”  When the guards had left, the 
Rotweiler moved to stand directly in front of Tanj.  
“you look all worn out.  Tell you what.  You show me you 
can turn the egg end for end, and I’ll let you sit out the 
rest of the period.”  Tanj barely was able to nod before 
the Instructor was pressing the wooden egg against her sex.  
It was all Tanj could do to stifle a groan as the egg 
stretched now very sore muscles.  “OK, Slave, lets have it 
back; it went in point first, I want it out point first.  
Or I promise you I’ll work you untill there’s nothing left!  
Tanj closed her eyes, her chin on her chest as she tried 
to manipulate the thing; feeling a flutter within her, she 
idly wondered if she’d done it or not…. And then the 
Instructor was demanding she drop the egg NOW.  Squeezing, 
Tanj forced it out, not daring to look down.  The 
Rotweiler stood stock still for a moment and then raised an 
eyebrow; “Again!”  Tanj eeped as the Bitch shoved the 
egg into her again, broad end first this time.  Panting, 
she tried to do whatever it was she’d done a moment ago, 
and was rewarded with that strange feeling within her.  
Expelling the egg into the Instructor’s waiting hand, 
Tanj stood, shivering slightly, awaiting her fate.

“Not bad.  Two in a row.  Not bad at all.  OK, a promise is 
a promise.  Just kneel here and get some rest.”  Turning 
back to the class, the Bitch held up the wooden egg, still 
slick with Tanj’s juices; “Seems Spotty Cat here can do 
it; who’ll be the next to demonstrate their abilities?”

Tanj smiled and shook her head for the umpteenth time.  
It was strange, bordering on the surrealistic.  Here she 
was, on a small round dias, in a room FULL of people.  She 
was nude, collared, and gagged, her arms in a tight leather 
arm binder behind her back, the end of her tail tied to the 
back of her collar.  And she didn’t mind.  Oh, there might 
have been the occasional initial twinge of embarrassment, 
but by and large she was even glad to be here.  Between her 
feet were three numbered balls, and at the request of some 
elegantly dressed lady, or sharply dressed male, she would 
squat, and pull the balls, one by one into her pussy.  
Then, at their command, she’d move them around within her, 
to drop the specified ball onto the top of the dias.  The 
ooohs and ahhhs of the Academy’s guests were music to her 
ears, and she beamed with pride.  On another dias, Kayla 
was demonstrating her ability to propel ping pong balls 
with amazing accuracy, only her shoulders and her heels on 
the dias.  Tanj could tell she was enjoying it 
thoroughly when one of the guests would “reload” her snatch 
with three or four of the balls, and then, twisting, she’d 
try and hit him or her with them, laughing into her gag as 
they “dodged”.  On yet another dias, Marla was 
demonstrating her control, by pulling beer from a mug, 
through a straw.  There was one nattily dressed Ermine, 
wearing a tuxedo no less, who just loved to pull the straw 
from between the Wolf fem’s nether lips, to slurp up the 
beer she’d sucked up.  It was obvious Marla was enjoying 
that one too…..  elsewhere other students put on their own 
exhibitions…….  It was a gala atmosphere, and Tanj felt 
like she was one of the stars of the show……

Stretching, Tanj smiled; it was SUCH a strange reward 
for good behavior.  She was scrubbed clean, and perfumed, 
her hair shinining.  Wearing a diaphanous little nothing 
she reclined on silk pillows in one of the “guest rooms.”  
She was to entertain one of the Academy’s VIPs, showing him 
what she could do with her muscles.  The Rotweiler had said 
she had achieved “Sahajoli,” some term from that ancient 
Kama Sutra; apparently it was a term of high regard, 
meaning she had achieved full control of her vaginal 
muscles, or something like that.  Looking up as the door 
opened, Tanj purrrred softly.

The Gerbil stopped, a few feet into the room and just 
Stared.  After a moment, he shook his head; “What is THIS?”  
Tanj straightened a little on her pillows, and looked at 
him, but before she could speak, the Gerbil shrilled; “I 
was promised a boy.  A YOUNG boy, not some……. Cunt!  This 
isn’t what I want!”  Turning the Gerbil strode to the door, 
reaching out to grasp the handle, only to find there was no 
door handle on the inside of the door.  Pounding on the 
door for a moment he took a step back and shook his head; 
“and now they’ve locked me in?  What kind of a place IS 
this?” 

Tanj looked at the Gerbil again and wondered idly if 
this was just another test.  She had been told that she’d 
be able to demonstrate her prowess for a very important 
guest, but this one didn’t look……. Willing.  OR interested.  
Wondering if she was supposed to seduce him, she rolled 
onto her belly and purrrred; “Master, its not unusual for 
the Academy to lock doors.  I’m sure that until someone 
comes along to release you, that I can find some way to 
entertain you……”  The Gerbil stopped and turned to look at 
her, whiskers twitching.  Tanj smiled back at him, 
careful not to show teeth; “Master, I’ve just finished some 
Extensive training… I’m sure I can do things with my pussy 
that no boy could possibly do with his ass; if you’ll just 
give me half a chance, I’m sure I could delight you……”  The 
Gerbil frowned; “I suppose I might make use of your ass, 
although I do admit you do not look all that attractive……. 
But I’d certainly have no use at all for that …. “other 
thing.”

Watching the Gerbil pace, listening to him occasionally 
pound at the door, or shout for the guards, Tanj 
wondered just what was going on.  Surely this place was 
monitored, if for no other reason than to have films on 
file for the occasional blackmail of very important furrs.  
If no one was coming to his assistance, did that mean they 
were giving her a chance to wheedle him into letting her 
show him her stuff?  Surely she hadn’t trained so hard for 
so long, to let THIS happen!  The VIP wasn’t happy, and the 
more Tanj thought about it, the more she thought that no 
matter that this wasn’t her fault, she could bet a 
punishment was still going to be coming her way….. and if 
she was going to be punished anyways….

“Maybe if I can SHOW this guy how good I can be, he’ll shut 
up and quit whining.  He MIGHT even decide he likes it” 
Tanj thought to herself.  Rising, padding across the 
room, she slowly shed her diaphanous wrap.  Resting her 
paws on his shoulders, it suddenly struck Tanj how much 
taller she was than the Gerbil.

“Eh?  What are YOU doing?  I thought I told you, Cunt, that 
I wasn’t Inter….mMPHF!”  Tanj cut off the Gerbil’s 
tirade with a hard kiss, one paw holding his shoulder while 
her other paw fumbled at his belt.  The clothes were first 
rate, obviously hand-tailored designer editions, but they 
were never designed to hold up to this kind of abuse and 
somewhere she heard the sound of tearing fabric.  Breaking 
the kiss, she looked deep into the Gerbil’s eyes and 
purrred; “Master I have Trained too long and too hard NOT 
to show you what I can do; I don’t mean to be forward, or 
pushy, but SHUT UP and LAY DOWN!”  The Gerbil went over 
backwards, landing on the pillows on his back with a soft 
“eep!”

Tanj was astride his hips, in an instant, his fine pants 
in a tangle around his ankles, hobbling him, if nothing 
else.  Purrrring, Tanj bent to stroke the Gerbil’s cock 
with her tongue, and was rewarded with an “oh!  Oh!  OH! 
OHMY…….. maybe this won’t be so bad after all…….”  Tanj 
just grinned.  Working her tongue over his cock, she could 
almost feel portions of his body relax under her tender 
ministrations, even as other portions tensed…...

Figuring it was about time, Tanj lifted her head; he’d 
been on edge for several minutes now, the Cheetah using her 
talented tongue to hold him just shy of climax.  “Now I 
want you to try something new, Master.  Just lay back and 
relax, and let me do all the work…..”   The Gerbil, his 
head tilted back, just grunted, a non-committal type sound.  
Smiling, Tanj shifted up a bit, and moving carefully, 
lowered herself onto her cock……….

The Gerbil’s head came up with a snap, and Tanj froze.  
He STARED at her as if not believing what he was seeing, 
but after a moment his head fell back, a little of the 
tension leaving his body.  Tanj purrrred; “Surely Master 
that can’t feel bad….  Surely I can find a way to please 
you…….”  The Gerbil looked up again at her and shook his 
head; “I tell you, I’d MUCH rather be in your ass.  There’s 
no WAY you could possibly squeeze me as hard there, as I 
like.  The Anal ring is a much stronger muscle!”  Tanj’s 
eyebrows both went up; “oh, YEAH?  How ‘bout THIS?”  
Grinning, the Cheetah squeezed as hard as she could……

The Gerbil Screamed!

Tanj hung suspended in the Academy’s punishment hall, 
her eyes closed.  The strain was evident in the muscles of 
her body, as she struggled to hold the weight within her.  
A half kilo metal rod was clenched tight within her sex.  
From the end of the smooth rod, a small chain descended 
between her labia, looping down, and then back up, to be 
fastened to a new piercing midway along the length of her 
left labia.  If she dropped the weight, it was going to 
HURT.  And she knew that.  She knew it VERY well.  Hearing 
footsteps, she opened her eyes to slits and peered out.

The Dean looked at the bound Cheetah and shook his head.  
“Amazingly, its not all your fault.  You should NOT have 
forced your will on a guest.  But I can understand your 
position.  There was a medical emergency in one of the 
other guest rooms; the guards who should have been watching 
the monitors were absent.  They, or someone should have 
attended to the situation in your room before it got out of 
hand.  And you had no way to know that Lord D’acy held a 
completely irrational belief in something called 
“retractible vaginal teeth.”  When you squeezed down on 
him, a completely logical response to his comment, he 
panicked, thinking you were literally devouring his cock.”  
Shaking his head, the Dean muttered; “Its amazing some of 
the fantasies that otherwise powerful and respectable furrs 
believe in with  all their heart.”  Looking back up at the 
bound Cheetah, the Dean sighed; “Never the less, you have 
done significant damage to the reputation of the Academy.  
There is no question that you should have restrained 
yourself.  You should have just waited and let the guards 
sort it all out.  But that’s not in your nature, is it, 
Tanj?”


Tanj's Tale: Revenge can be sweet!
By Kittiara

Tanj grinned to herself as she stood in the coffle; once 
again, the line of female slaves-in-training had stopped, 
for some reason apparent only to their guards.  She stood 
there, bound to the slaves in front of, and behind her by 
chains from her collar, and from the anklet on her left 
leg.  Her paws were bound behind her, but that didn't mean 
they were useless; in fact, as she kept a wary eye out for 
the guards, her bound paws were very busy.  By chance, this 
day, the she-wolf had been bound behind her in the coffle, 
and Tanj was getting her revenge.......

Tanj was a newly taken slave.  The interstellar freighter 
she'd been crew on had run afoul of some customs 
regulation, or other, and the local government had seized 
the ship, and the captain.  The crew found themselves in a 
rough port town, without pay, with their personal 
possessions locked on the ship as "evidence".  It wasn't 
long before what money they'd had in their pockets had run 
out.  Destitute, Tanj had fallen victim to a wandering gang 
of "bounty hunters", rounding up the "indigent" for the 
government.  The sentence, of course, was to be sold into 
slavery, to pay for the costs of her capture, and 
confinement.  Had to make her a productive member of 
society, in one manner or another!

Of course, before she could be productive, she had to be 
trained.  Someone, somewhere had decided that the comely 
Cheetah morph should be a pleasure slave.  Never mind the 
degrees in Engineering, or the rating as a second engineer 
on a starship.  Thus, despite her protests (no one could 
understand them through the gag anyways), she had been 
delivered to the "academy".

As per her nickname, though, Tanj had been a problem.  Her 
lack of "enthusiasm" continually got in the way  of her 
training, and that was how the current situation had 
developed.  She'd been in fellatio class, and had not been 
performing to her instructor's satisfaction.  It seemed 
she'd been letting her teeth graze the sensitive surface of 
her partner's cock (yes, the "academy" trained slaves of 
both sexes, it seemed).  The instructor easily read the 
looks that flashed across the male slave's face, and when 
Tanj didn't immediately correct her technique, the 
instructor started giving her an occasional swat on her 
posterior.  Of course, Tanj's explanation that he was so 
large as to make her jaws hurt, and that it was difficult 
to keep her mouth that far open went unnoticed and ignored.  
The instructor's unwillingness to make allowances for her 
problems with this stallion only flamed Tanj's temper and 
before long, she was receiving a formal paddling.  This did 
not improve her mindset for the next round of practice and 
things rapidly spiraled downward.

It was well after the normal end of class when the 
instructor finally released Tanj to the guards.  The guards 
also were not happy; they'd been waiting quite a while as 
Tanj had been "tutored" after class, and the sounds of the 
paddle on Tanj's ass, nor her wails had lightened their 
mood.  They were not gentle as they bound Tanj's arms 
behind her, gagged her, and fastened her into the coffle.   
She found herself bound at the end of the line, behind a 
voluptuous she-wolf; the chains to the wolf's collar and 
ankle were uncomfortably short.

Despite the fact that Tanj was the last slave to be 
collected, the line moved forward and then stopped for some 
unknown reason; the proverbial "hurry up and wait".

It was during the first halt that the she-wolf  inched back 
a little, her bound paws reaching back towards Tanj.  At 
first, Tanj just thought that it was a random motion; after 
all, they were tied rather closely together.  But then the 
she-wolf's paws started to stroke back and forth over her 
sex!  She jerked back reflexively, but the chains were too 
short.  Tanj could almost feel the She-wolf smirk as Tanj 
failed to escape her teasing!

The She-wolf was shorter than Tanj's 5' 10", and this put 
her bound paws at just about the level of Tanj's crotch.  
Her eyes darting about, Tanj determined that the guards 
were not paying attention; if they discovered what was 
happening, they'd both be due for some "correction"!

Tanj tried not to move, as the She-Wolf's fingers stroke 
her already damp sex; no matter how she squirmed, she 
couldn't evade or escape those teasing fingers!  Tanj wound 
up gritting her teeth, vowing not to move, not to betray 
any of the feelings starting to course through her; those 
little electric jolts as the She-wolf's fingers grazed her 
clitty; those waves of pleasure as she was touched here or 
there.....  Tanj tried to concentrate on the stinging 
feeling in her ass, telling herself that she was sore 
enough there already and did NOT want more of the same, or 
worse, from the guards!  But the She-wolf was unrelenting, 
and shortly Tanj was moaning softly into her gag, tail 
writhing behind her.
As with so many things, the best of intentions are 
forgotten in the heat of the moment, and self control 
crumbles.  Before too long, Tanj couldn't  hold still any 
more and was pressing herself against the she-wolf's paw.  
Fate can be cruel, however, and just as she was getting 
close to release, the line starts moving again.  As she 
struggled to march in step with the other slaves, the She-
wolf's paws lost contact with her, only occasionally 
brushing against her dripping sex.

Part of Tanj's mind screamed in fury at the interruption, 
but after a few deep breaths her conscious mind concluded 
that chance had probably just saved them both from a severe 
punishment; as they marched on their way back to the 
kennels, she concentrated on breathing deeply, and trying 
to gain control over her body.  However the occasional 
brushes of the She-wolf's paws managed to keep her hot, 
managed to keep her from banishing the lust from her mind.

It was during one of those short halts, when the coffle 
moved like an inchworm, bunching up before moving on, that 
the She-wolf, leaning back a little, managed to hook a 
single finger into her sex, driving upwards into her pussy, 
to pull her forward insistently! This held her to the back 
of the She-wolf tighter than either of her chains, and 
forced her to walk on tiptoes.  After a while though, her 
increasingly uncoordinated movement forced them apart.  At 
this point, Tanj was moaning constantly into her gag, the 
scent of her dripping pussy evident even to her.  In some 
small portion of her mind, She was sure the guards must 
have noticed, but if they had, the guards weren't showing 
it........

Finally the coffle arrived at the portion of the "academy" 
where the kennels were located.  Before putting the slaves 
away for the night, the handlers marched them to the baths.  
There, they broke up the coffle and released the girls in 
small groups to the grooms, for their baths.

Tanj purrred as her groom led her into a pool-like tub of 
warm soapy water.  She tried to relax and calm down as he 
worked to scrub the copious amounts of dried cum out of the 
fur of her muzzle and chest.  At least, in a place like 
this, her juices matting the fur on her thighs would 
scarcely draw notice.  Finally, she was clean, and rinsed, 
and dried, and her teeth brushed (removing that rather 
distinctive taste!), and had been led back to the coffle 
for the short trip to the kennels.  The groom looked at her 
curiously as she moaned at being bound once again behind 
the She-Wolf.  The She-Wolf only grinned around her gag.

Once again, it was start and stop as the coffle moved down 
the line of kennel doors.  One by one, the guards unbound 
the slaves from the coffle, and urged them through the door 
into their cell.  Each of these cells were about four foot 
wide by eight foot long, by about four foot high.  Three of 
the four walls, and the roof were made of metal bars, with 
the back wall and the floor made of rough concrete.  If you 
were lucky, they'd put down fresh straw on the floor.  The 
door was so low you had to crawl through it (supposedly  
another of the academy's dominance games).  If the guards 
decided not to uncuff your paws from behind your back, this 
became a difficult thing to do.  Without exception, the 
guards put one girl per cell.  Following their dictum of no 
unauthorized pleasure, the cells were also separated by a 
few feet, so you could not effectively reach from one cell 
to another.  As if after a long hard day at the academy, 
anyone had any energy for something like that.  Or so Tanj 
thought..........

The coffle moved slowly, as one by one the slaves were 
returned to their kennels; at last, the guards stopped, 
with only the she-wolf and Tanj remaining.  Tanj's ears 
flattened as she noticed the guards grinning to each other 
as the she-wolf was unchained from her.  Instead of being 
unbound, and placed in her kennel, one of the guards raised 
her arms over her head, paws palm to palm, as the other 
guard bound her elbows together.  The first guard then 
brought her forearms down, and bound her wristlets to the 
back of her collar; this forced her head forward somewhat.  
The guards then turned and bound Tanj in the same manner. 
For no immediately apparent reason, tight leather cuffs 
were then fastened around the base of their tails, but much 
to Tanj's relief, the gag was removed from her mouth.  She 
grinned and worked her jaw, trying to relieve some of her 
sore and stiff muscles, as she tried to read the guard's 
body language, seeking desperately to figure out what they 
were up to.........

Turning, the guards lead them to a different kennel, at the 
end of the row.  This kennel was slightly different; while 
it was not significantly wider, or longer, it was tall 
enough for a normal fur to stand upright, and had a full-
height door.  The guards led them both into the kennel; a 
rather tight fit.  Without a word, the guards pushed Tanj 
down on her back, spreading her legs and fastening her 
anklets to bars on the opposite sides of the cage.  They 
then forced the She-wolf down on top of her, in the classic 
"69".

Moving carefully in the rather cramped space, one of the 
guards then proceeded to take a couple of fine chains from 
a pouch on his belt (he wasn't wearing much else).  Moving 
towards Tanj's head, he connected one end of the chain to a 
ring in the cuff at the base of the She-wolf's tail.  Tanj 
muttered "you gotta be kidding" as the other end was 
summarily, and not very gently connected to the ring in 
Tanj's nose, holding her head directly between the She-
wolf's thighs, her muzzle hovering by the lupine's sex!  
She moaned in protest as she felt the she-wolf's head 
fastened in a similar position!  The guard just grinned at 
her feeble protestations.

"There, now, you two hot little bitches can spend the night 
doing what you so obviously are just dying to do" the 
senior guard said.  "Call it 'cunnilingus homework' " his 
partner smirked.   And with a grin, and a "pleasant 
dreams", the kennel door slammed shut.

Usually the night is a time of rest and recuperation; a 
time for some much needed sleep, alone and unfettered.  
This night, however promised to be a long one.  Tanj 
squirmed, the weight of the she-wolf heavy atop her, making 
her breathing a little labored.  Suddenly an electric jolt 
ran through her as the she-wolf's tongue ran roughly along 
her slit; she arched and groaned, the chain between the 
wolf's tail cuff and her nose going painfully TIGHT!

Unable to do much more than squirm, Tanj suffered the 
attentions of the she-wolf.  Determined not to repay this 
troublesome tease with anything resembling pleasure, Tanj 
kept her tongue to herself, despite the temptation of the 
she-wolf's wet sex right at the end of her nose.  
Gradually, however, she became more and more aroused, until 
finally she could stand the feel of the She-wolf's tongue 
no more, and her first climax hit.  As she  panted and 
moaned, some small part of her mind realized that the wolf 
wasn't stopping, that her tongue was continuing to lick!  
With a moan, she surrendered to her passion and dragged her 
own rough tongue along the she-wolf's cunny.  
Unsurprisingly, she found it to be literally dripping.

The night continued, slowly, climax after climax, the she-
wolf never letting up, seeming a veritable demoness.  Every 
time Tanj thought she could rest, that she might find some 
sleep, again the tongue touches her, and she moans, off 
again in another round of frenzied licking.

After what seemed like an eternity, Tanj was relieved when 
she heard the kennel door open; the grinning guards came 
into view, reaching down to disconnect the two females.  
Not unexpectedly they'd been watching, and now, demanded 
their right, the privilege that all guards enjoy:  One of 
them roughly rolled Tanj over onto her knees, her paws 
still bound to the back of her neck, to take her from 
behind as the other grabbed a fistfull of the she-wolf's 
mane, dragging her out of the cell by her hair, and then 
pulling her head around to suck on his hard cock.

Tanj gasped and panted as the guard fucked her hard, her 
cheek against the floor, her ass high in the air.  He drove 
his cock into her without finesse, seeking only his own 
pleasure.  Still, after all the licking throughout the 
night, after uncounted climaxes, his hard cock was like a 
dessert, and she relished the way his balls swung forward 
to slap against her with each thrust.  She mewled as she 
felt him cum, the sensation of his cock jetting wadd after 
wadd into her driving her to yet another climax.  

Her guard pulled free, and lifted her to her knees.  He 
presented his slick cock to her mouth for her to clean him 
with her tongue; as she did so, Tanj watched the She-wolf 
out of the corner of her eye; that one certainly did have 
an oral fixation, and was making great show of sucking off 
her guard in front of the slaves in the coffle.  After the 
She-wolf's guard had orgasmed noisily, and she had licked 
him clean, Tanj and the She-wolf were again re-tied, and 
attached to the end of the waiting coffle, to be led off to 
today's training.  This time, however, by accident, or by 
design, the guards fastened Tanj ahead of the She-wolf!  

As the line moved off, Tanj made sure that her paws brushed 
back and forth over the She-wolf's still wet sex, keeping 
her hot, maintaining her arousal.  It was difficult leaning 
backwards far enough to do this, but Tanj was determined to 
have her revenge!  Tanj didn't know what kind of a class 
the She-wolf was destined for this day, but she was sure 
that the lupine would be "well primed".  Every time the 
coffle stopped, Tanj made sure that a finger stroked the 
She-wolf's clitty, or traveled the length of her slit, 
until the lupine was moaning into her gag, and struggling 
to stand against knees gone weak.  Catching one of the 
guards looking her way, Tanj gave him a wink, and he 
returned a knowing grin.  

Revenge can be sweet.

Tanj’s Tale:  Daydreams                         By Kittiara
Stardate 2397.30

It had been a long day at the academy.  Tanj’s "class" was 
still in the basic, or beginner curriculum, and today's 
exersize had been a portion of the basic intercourse 
course, the segment on how to handle all sorts of 
"problems".  The lesson had been "the lover who wouldn’t 
wait" or how to slow down someone too impatient.  "After 
all" the instructor had said; "If they’re in too big a 
hurry, how can you possibly give them all the pleasure 
they’re due?"  Tanj had been "jumped" by six overeager, 
obviously sex-starved males, and the instructor had watched 
closely as she’d done her best to "handle" them, no pun 
intended.  To her, the class was "how to turn rape into 
making love," and that about summed it up...

As she settled into the tub of  steaming hot water, she 
shook her head.  Whispering to one of the other slaves, 
Kayla the otter, Tanj hissed; "Where do they FIND these 
guys?"  Marla, the she-wolf giggled in return, drawing a 
harsh look from one of the guards.  They weren’t supposed 
to talk, after all; they could be punished if caught, but 
you really had to be blatant to draw a punishment for that.  
Finally, when the guard had moved on, Marla whispered; "I 
hear they recruit them from long term space exploration 
missions.  By the time they get back, everyone is so sick 
of each other, that no one’s touched anyone for months, and 
they’re all so randy they’re perfect for these classes!"  
Kayla sighed and shook her head; whispering, she said; "I 
hear they’re inmates from some all-male prison; as part of 
their punishment, they’re prevented from having even, ah, 
male companionship.  They’re so starved for company, and of 
course for sex, they just can’t contain themselves."  Tanj 
grinned, thinking how the lepine had shot his load after 
about three strokes of her paw and nodded, rubbing absently 
at the spot on her stomach where his cum had dried; "Yeah, 
they can’t contain themselves all right."

Kayla watched a roving guard go past and then settled down 
further into the hot water.  "Is it just me, or are any of 
you getting tired of this, day after day after day?  I 
mean, I know they’ve done some MASSIVE conditioning, but 
still, well, I just don’t seem to delight in this as some 
do..."  Marla chuckled and shook her head; "A year ago I 
couldn’t IMAGINE me doing this, but now, well, the  
conditioning must have taken, and taken well, as I have to 
admit I _LOVE_ it.  For me I just can’t get enough!" Tanj 
eeped quietly and rose an inch from the water as Marla’s 
paw emphasized her point with an intimate carress. 
Sapphire, the kitty, grinned and shrugged; "some things I 
like better’n others..."  Kayla just shook her head, and 
looked at Tanj, one eyebrow cocked as if soliciting her 
opinion.

Tanj shrugged, the motion making the water swirl.  "I guess 
I’m, somewhere inbetween. Yes, I’d NEVER have envisioned 
myself doing this before I was sold here.  But now, well, 
its not exactly distasteful. In fact its kinda fun, some of 
it... well, most of it.  There are parts I do NOT like, and 
I certainly don’t like the punishments, but mostly, well, 
its kinda become just another job..."

Kayla nodded, her nose almost the only thing above the 
surface of the water.  "When I was... well, back before I 
wound up here, I worked in an office.  Daily 9 to 5, 
typical office grind.  I used to play a game with myself; 
I’d ask myself "what would I _LIKE_ to do today?"  If I 
could do ANYTHING in the world, free to choose, what would 
I like to do.  Sometimes when I ask myself that here, I 
answer "I’d give almost anything to be back in that dull, 
boring, SAFE job...  So tell me, my lovely little sex-
slaves-to-be, if you had your choice, what WOULD you like 
to do today?  What would be your perfect day?"

As the mists from the hot waters swirled, as the tensions 
and the stains of the day slowly leached from their bodies, 
the three settled back in the water to quietly daydream of 
where they’d much rather be, of a perfect world...

Kayla’s daydream

Kayla smiled to herself as she outlined the perfect day.  
It was a romanticized version of reality, at best, but 
still, if you’re going to dream....  She could just imagine 
the alarm going off, the sky still dark outside her 
apartment.  Slipping from between the covers, she'd padd 
nude into the bathroom to start the shower.  In her  
fantasy, she was just starting to shampoo her hair when the 
strong paws of her lover would wrapp around her, pulling 
her back against his muscular body.  She'd  mmmmmm as his 
paws would start working up and down her frame, soaping 
her, washing her, even as she concentrated on her hair.  Of 
course such actions would have the inevitable result on 
him, and before long his hard cock would be prominent 
between her thighs.  As she dipped her head under the 
running water, she’d let one paw stroke downwards, to tease 
his cockhead.  As the soap would rinse from her hair, she’d 
lean forward, bracing herself against the shower wall, 
while he took her from behind, a short, sharp, powerful 
fuck, his hips driving hard against her, making her pant, 
and moan.  She could just feel the power of her climax...

Kayla blinked, eyes opening wide, to stare around the 
baths.  Her friends were lost in their own thoughts, and 
didn’t see her shake her head, or mumble; "must be the 
conditioning..."

Settling back into the hot water, Kayla resumed her 
fantasy.  She envisioned drying off (with strong masculine 
paws to help...) and then doing her hair and getting 
dressed.  Breakfast would be light, a quick bite before 
dashing out the door to catch the train into the city.  
Giggling to herself, in her fantasy her boyfriend would 
tidy up the apartment before leaving...  She smiled to 
herself, remembering the crowded commutes she used to hate; 
somehow now they didn’t seem so bad.  As she pictured 
herself in the crowded railroad car, she caught herself 
looking at the males appraisingly, her fantasy filling the 
car with muscular studs in tailored business suits and 
power ties...

The fantasy continued, as the train arrived at the station, 
and she exited, amid the throngs, to walk the short 
distance to her office building.  Of course there’d be an 
elevator waiting for her, and it’d stop at her floor first.  
Sitting down at her desk, she'd turn on her computer, to 
start the day.  Of course her work would be demanding; it 
always had been, but on occasion it was important stuff, 
tasks that she knew she could do, where she knew just what 
to do.  And this day she’d have something critical to be 
working on, something only she would have the talents to 
execute correctly.  And everyone would know that too...  
She smiled as she envisioned her boss giving her a thankful 
smile as she turned over some important file, the contracts 
perfectly executed, delivered just in the nick of time... 
Ah, but instead of her grumpy old boss, for whom nothing 
was ever good enough, lets turn the contracts over to that 
hansom junior partner... perhaps he’d be so pleased he’d 
include her in the continuation of the project, requesting 
her to make a presentation to the board, and to the 
customers that afternoon.  Of course she’d be ready to make 
such a presentation... But first, lunch.

Kayla smiled as she thought about gathering her best 
friends at work and going off to lunch, to some new 
restaurant, just opened, a few blocks away.  The waiter 
would be attentive, always there when needed, and the food, 
the food would be wonderful (not like the dreck that was 
shoveled at them here!).  The conversation would be 
brilliant, and her friends warm and caring, and of course 
someone else would insist on picking up the check.  Then it 
would be back to the office.  The presentation would go 
splendidly, and the hansom junior partner would insist she 
join him and the customers for dinner...  Ah, but that 
would require a new dress...

After the presentation, Kayla would dump whatever work 
remained to be done on the desk of that old fart that was 
constantly annoying her, and waltz off to go shopping at 
some of the more elegant downtown shops.  And those vicious 
office gossips would have only good things to say about 
her, as she left early.  She’d go to the shops she’d 
window-shopped at, but NEVER had the money to even dream of 
entering... Ah, but this time she’d enter the most  
prestigious shop, the salesgirl would be attentive, and 
she’d find just the most perfect dress.  Daring, but not 
too risque; something that showed off her figure to 
perfection... maybe something low-cut...And a choker of 
pearls to set it off.  And of course matching earrings.

She’d meet the junior partner somewhere, perhaps  a trendy 
coffee shop (she wouldn’t want him to see her dismal little 
hole-in-the-wall apartment), to be whisked to a fancy 
restaurant in a limousine.  At the restaurant, she’d flirt 
shamelessly with the customers, making brilliant 
conversation, and dazzling them with her charm.  
There would be hints of some big deal in the offing, 
something they wanted _her_ to be part of...  Afterwards, 
after polite good-byes, the Junior partner would insist on 
taking her dancing, not yet willing to relinquish her 
company.  They’d go to the trendiest clubs, to be seen.  
Finally, they’d wind up at his penthouse apartment, 
where she’d let him seduce her, the new dress dropped 
carelessly on the floor.  She’d show him all the tricks 
she’d learned, how a gentle touch here, or a caress there 
can incite lust.  She’d tease him horribly, holding him off 
as long as possible, until he forced her back on the bed, 
to cover her body with his...  they’d make love 
all night long, sometimes fast and furious, sometimes slow 
and languorous.  And they’d fall asleep in each other’s 
arms, smiles on their faces.  Yes, that would be the 
perfect day...

Marla’s Daydream

Marla purrrred and settled back into the water, dreaming of 
the perfect day... no, more than that, the perfect life.  
She’d be someone powerful, someone who could _always_  get 
what theywanted... And modern society just didn’t allow 
that.  Some ancient tribe, some barbarian culture... yes, 
and a place where magic worked as well.  She’d be a 
Sorceress Queen, holding her subjects in sway with her 
magic and her wisdom and her beauty...  She’d be awakened 
in a sumptuous bed by servants bringing breakfast.  
Handmaidens, or personal slaves, two of them 
would feed her breakfast, while a third would crouch 
between her widespread thighs, licking at her, slowly 
bringing her pleasure as she broke her fast.

Marla softly touched herself under the water as she dreamed 
of a phantom lover licking her, licking her as long as she 
wanted to be licked....  that would be very pleasant, but 
eventually she’d have to rise, to attend to the day’s 
business.  She’d start the day with a council of the tribal 
chiefs, to find out what was going on in her little empire.  
Obviously she’d have to have a throne somewhere, preferably 
outside in a shaded glen, someplace where the breezes were 
always cool.  Even so, she’d make sure to have two slaves, 
one to either side of her, fanning her gently.  Perhaps as 
she received the reports of the chiefs, one of them would 
talk of skirmishes with a neighboring empire.  Maybe he’d 
even have tribute, or slaves to present.  She smiled to 
herself as she imagined some burly chief presenting her 
with a captured warrior, some heavily muscled stud for her 
to use as a sex toy.  She smiled and imagined herself 
rising from her throne, freezing the prisoner in place with 
a gesture, to stride down to him, to look him over in 
detail.  She could just imagine the look of shock and 
helplessness in his eyes as he found he couldn’t move, as 
she ran her paws over the bulge beneath his loincloth.  
After some teasing, she’d probably pull the loincloth free, 
for all to see how well endowed he was.  And he would be, 
too; in her fantasy, he’d be hung like a Stallion.  She’d 
grin and stroke him until he was hard, embarrassment 
shining in his eyes for him to be so used in front of the 
entire court.  She’d stroke and tease him, finally kneeling 
before him to add her tongue to his "tortures", until he 
finally came, spurting out his white cum.  She’d let it 
fall to the floor, glob after glob, and then she’d turn to 
the crowd make some quip about what a fine sex toy he’d 
make.  Then she’d thank the chief that had presented him 
with a kiss.  Sending the stud away to be "made ready for 
her" she’d finish her business with the court and then 
adjourn to something a little more relaxing.  

Marla shifted a little in the water, the ripples fanning 
out and then rebounding from the far walls, and from the 
tub’s other occupants.  Her paw was still moving softly 
between her thighs as she daydreamed.  Returning to her 
dreams, she thought perhaps she’d take a hunting party into 
the woods, to stop at a stream-fed mountain pool for a 
swim.  She could just imagine the party, perhaps two or 
three young bucks to escort her.  She’d have a bow, and a 
quiver of arrows, and in the fashion of barbarians, be 
wearing but a loincloth.  The forest would be cool, and 
dark, and their hunt fruitless by the time they found the 
rocky mountain pool, nestled between steep slopes.  She’d 
drop her loincloth and the bow and quiver, and find a 
suitable rock, to dive into the cool dark waters, the 
admiring eyes ofher companions following her graceful dive.  
The others would followher into the water, and after some 
swimming, they’d find a rock in the middle of the pool, in 
dappled sunlight, to stretch out and rest.  Excited by the, 
um, yes, three; three males laying near her, she’d cast 
a spell, and slowly, one by one, they’d be drawn to her, to 
nuzzle her, to lick and caress... she’d roll one over on 
his back, sitting astride him, teasing him with her sex 
until he was rock hard, and then she’d impale herself on 
his cock.  One of the others would come up 
behind her, to lift her tail, to slowly work his cock into 
her ass; she always loved that, the combined sensations 
making her feel sooo full, every little motion magnified.  
The third would look hurt and left out, until she motioned 
him over, to take his cock in her mouth.  She’d let them 
make love to her, and love them back in return until 
she’d had a half dozen climaxes, and then she’d break the 
spell...   and alow them to cum.  After resting they’d 
continue the hunt, and of course, her magic would bring 
them a splendid buck, which she’d kill.

That night they’d have a feast.  There would be dancers and 
entertainment, and she’d sit at the head of the table, and 
eat what she’d killed, and all the dishes that had been 
prepared, acting like, being treated like the royalty she 
was...  And that night she’d have the newly captured slave 
brought to her bedchamber, to be tied spread-eagled to her 
bed, and there he’d learn what it meant to be a slave to 
Queen Marla...

Marla sighed and stroked herself under the water, dreaming 
of all the things she’d do to the poor captive; how she’d 
drain him of every drop of jism in his poor body, and how 
he’d writhe in ecstacy under her ministrations, and her 
magic.  As she daydreamed, she moaned, and then gasped, the 
results of her strokings plain to all who cared to look.  
And at this unfortunate instance, one of the guards was 
indeed looking.  Striding over, he grabbed Marla by the 
hair to pull her from the tub.  He looked at her in 
amazement for a second, Marla actually blushing and 
averting her eyes at his scrutiny.  Lifing his head he 
called; "Hey Eddie!  Phil!  Got one over here that hasn’t 
had enough yet today... and with that, poor Marla was 
dragged off to "entertain" the guards...

Tanj chuckled as she watched Marla dragged off, wondering 
if she was going to her punishment, or to her reward?  "And 
I thought the conditioning had been effective on ME..." 
Tanj chuckled to herself.

Sapphire watched as everyone settled back into the water, 
after the guards had made off with Marla.  She smiled to 
herself as she watched the ass of the dripping She-Wolf 
sway, as the guards dragged her off.  With a sigh she 
turned her attentions inward once again, back to her own 
daydream.  Sapphire’s hobby, before she had so rudely been 
incarcerated in the Academy, had been writing, and she 
missed not being able to jot down the stories, the plot 
lines and neat ideas that she'd had.  Her fondest wish was 
to merely have the time, the opportunity, to put down on 
paper some of the wonderful stories that were burning 
through her mind... She’d seen so many arousing things here 
(as well as so many terrifying things) that she felt sure 
she could win a prize for  her fiction.  With a smile, she 
remembered that first day in the "Introduction to Lesbian 
Sex" class.  She’d been amused by the play of emotions on 
the faces of the new slaves, so many of them not yet having 
learned how to hide their reactions.  Some had been 
revolted, some timid and shy, some passive and withdrawn, 
and some, like her, excited.  Such powerful emotions!  And 
the horror of the "Introduction to Bondage" class; of being 
hogtied tightly, gagged, and just LEFT to suffer.  She 
hated being tied, immobile, and felt that she could relate 
the horror of the situation brilliantly. Oh, and the first 
time she’d tasted the crop!  Such torment! The words cried 
out to be written.   She wished for nothing more than a 
quiet day, a cozy room, a pot of tea, and the opportunity 
to write her heart out.  Later, perhaps that evening, she 
would dress, and go out to her favorite club, to get a bite 
to eat, something to drink, and possibly some 
companionship.  Smiling to herself, she pictured the range 
of partners she might select from. There had been that lady 
bear a few weeks ago, powerful and demanding, and yet so 
gentle at the same time.  There’d been the Otteress, so 
brave and daring, willing to try anything, and so full of 
the joy of life... Ah, but then there’d been the Tigress.  

Sapphire had first seen her standing at the bar, the black 
halter dress accentuating her form, its back plunging 
daringly to a sharp vee, ending just below her tail.  Their 
eyes had met, and she’d smiled at Sapphire, and at that 
moment the kitty had KNOWN she’d been selected as the 
Tigress’ prey for the evening.  The stalking was subtle, a 
few words of introduction, the search for a secluded table, 
a few friendly drinks as they talked about art, and 
weather, and the possibility of mutual acquaintances and 
friends.  She’d been from out of town, passing through on 
business, and Sapphire knew that it would probably be this 
night only, but still...  They’d gone back to her place, 
kissing hungrily almost as soon as the door had slammed 
closed.  A trail of discarded clothes was left behind as 
they moved to the bedroom, where rough feline tongues were 
applied to sensitive places.  They’d made love a half dozen 
times through the night, in the bed, in the living room, in 
the shower….. and finally the cab had arrived to take her 
away... "Yes," Sapphire thought to herself with a smile; 
"I’d choose an evening with that one, as the 
ending to my perfect day...  I wonder where she is now?"

Tanj was having difficulty.  She understood Kayla’s 
challenge all too well, having many times in her stay thus 
far at the academy wished to be elsewhere.  ANYWHERE else.  
It seemed she had a penchant for either misunderstanding 
instructions, or somehow not complying fully with them, to 
the annoyance of her instructors.  They felt that she was 
living up to her nickname fully, and while she didn’t 
exactly lead the "student body" in disciplines or 
punishments received, well, she WAS on the short list.  It 
was just that every concept she considered came up lacking 
somehow...

The first thing the thought of was to go shopping, with an 
unlimited budget... Some fantastical shopping mall, with 
every kind of store.  As she cruised the mall in her mind, 
she found herself stopping into this clothier, or that 
lingerie shop, looking over the dresses and silky 
underthings, and even when she tried something on in her 
mind, they were never quite to her satisfaction.  The 
electronics boutique also held many wonders, things in the 
past that she would have loved to have had.. but somehow 
reality kept creeping in, telling her that she would never 
be able to keep something like that, now, or in whatever 
life the future held for her.  Finally she resigned herself 
to the fact that a slave, especially a sex slave, just 
didn’t need clothes, and somehow, with that in the back of 
her mind, the joy had gone out of it..

Next she considered a lazy day at the beach.  While she’d 
grown up in space, there had been the rare "vacation" to 
some resort, and beaches somehow had always figured 
prominently...  She smiled to herself and envisioned 
herself, nude on a beach blanket, laying there in the warm 
sun, the sound of the sea in the background, idly watching 
the furrs stroll along the shore.  She smiled and imagined 
three boys coming along the shore towards her, one of them 
glancing over at her, to catch her eye.  He’d smile, 
perhaps give a small wave.  In her mind’s eye, he’d be 
tall, and well muscled, and of course well hung... and at 
that point she shook her head; "The conditioning again..."  
The debate raged within herself  for a few moments; "OF 
COURSE you’d check him out; you always did!"  "Yeah, but 
not with a hunger like that!"  "Oh, come off it, you always 
had a healthy appetite!  You were completely normal in 
that regard!"  "Hunger?  More like I’m starving these days!  
Six "lovers" today, if you can call it that, and I’m STILL 
thinking about sex?  That’s NOT a "healthy appetite!"  "It 
is if your life depends on it!  No one here knows, or will 
say what happens to "students" that fail their finals!  
Besides, you can’t fight the conditioning!  All the 
instructors say so.  Can’t be erased, can’t be ignored, 
can’t be turned off  Girl, you might as well just lay back 
and enjoy it, ‘cause this is it for the rest of your life!"  
"NO WAY!  Gotta be a way out, a way around it.  There’s got 
to be a way to escape...."

Tanj sighed and tried a different approach.  The food at 
the academy was generally considered to be healthy, but 
unpalatable.  It’d keep your coat shiny, give you all the 
vitamins needed, but was tailored to each furr, to make 
sure they didn’t gain weight.  Those that didn’t want to 
eat were force fed, and that was NOT pretty to watch.  Tanj 
found that she never quite got enough to eat, that she was 
always still hungry.  "I guess someone somewhere thinks 
Cheetahs are SUPPOSED to be lean" she grumbled to herself.  
Sighing, she thought about food.  A buffet of all her 
favorite things, and no restrictions on how much she could 
eat.  She was just sitting down to a plate heaped full, 
when she realized her mouth was watering in reality.  With 
a sigh she dismissed that dream too.  No point in teasing 
yourself...

Tanj’s mind danced over her memories of college for a few 
moments, examining them, and then rejecting them.  Times 
there just had not been good enough to form the basis for a 
good daydream...

"Perhaps a night on the town" she thought to herself; 
"Going dancing with friends.  Some posh nightclub.."  Tanj 
sighed and in her life had only been in such places a time 
or two, but thought maybe that’swhats needed; something 
comparatively exotic.  She grinned and imagined the harsh 
lighting, the loud noises, and the writhing bodies.  
"Hmmmmmm, yes, writhing bodies... That dude looks good...  
Oh, and that one, the Black Panther, look at how he seems 
to flicker in and out of existance with the flash of the 
strobes... He looks delicious..."  Again Tanj smiled to 
herself and shook her head; "There goes the conditioning 
again..."

As she settled back into the water, Tanj sighed.  "Tired" 
she thought to herself.  "Never enough sleep here.  And 
sleeping on straw!  Urrrrrrrrr."   She smiled and thought 
of a big soft bed, of sleeping late, of not having to get 
up for anything.  "Hmmmmmmmmmm yessss."  And someone to 
cuddle with.  Her father had always told her that a person 
needed three things to be happy.  "Something to do, Someone 
to Love, and Something to dream about..." "Yes" she thought 
to herself; "That’s my daydream.  A warm bed, with someone 
to love.  Things to do, but not right now.  Things to dream 
about as we cuddle.  The sex can wait, and when it comes, 
it will be true lovemaking, not just fucking, but right 
now, just a loving cuddle.  Someone to love, someone who 
loves me...."

Tanj had almost fallen asleep, in that gray area where its 
difficult to distinguish dreams from reality... Warm and 
safe in the arms of her lover.  And then the guards started 
shouting for them to get up, get out of the baths, and move 
to the drying grids.  With a sigh, Tanj lifted herself from 
the water, to move to one of the wooden gratings in the 
floor.  After a moment, a small hurricane of hot air  
emerged from the floor, blowing over her and the other 
girls.  Tanj rubbed at herself, working the moisture from 
her fur, and then bent over to dangle her hair in the 
stream of hot air.  When she was reasonably dry, she 
stepped off, to stand patiently in the indicated coffle, 
waiting for the guards to chain her to the girl in front, 
and behind.  As they marched of towards the kennels, Tanj 
did her best to hold to her daydream, to remember... And 
she vowed to herself, someday she’d make it come true.  
She’d have something to do, something to dream about.... 
and someone to love.

Tanj's Tale;  Distractions		By Kittiara

Tanj was confused; she was _sure_ that she'd heard the 
directions right.  She could have sworn that she'd been 
paying attention during that part of the lecture.  Either 
the "Academy" had changed the rules in the middle of the 
exercise, just to play with their minds, to demonstrate 
their absolute power over the slaves being trained, or she 
truly hadn't been paying attention.  Either way, she was 
doing the "penance" for failure.  

She hung suspended in the Academy's main hall, upside down.  
Ropes from her feet rose to well-spread winches on the 
ceiling, holding her aloft with her legs wide apart.  Her 
arms were held in a leather binder behind her, her elbows 
pulled uncomfortably close together.  A rope from the ring 
at the end of the binder was drawn tight to a ring in the 
floor, pulling her arms painfully down, and her body 
forward.  The other end of the rope was tied to her hair, 
pulling her head back tightly.  A plug gag filled her 
mouth, stifling her cries and moans.  The ensemble was 
completed by small weights hanging from her nipples; one of 
which dangled from a nasty little clamp, the other dangling 
from a small golden ring piercing her nipple.  This 
piercing was a visible and lasting sign to all concerned 
that Tanj had earned a major punishment.

This wasn't the extent of her troubles however; somewhere 
in the ceiling was a nozzle, unfortunately strategically 
placed, as at seemingly random intervals a heavy, fat drop 
of hot oil would fall, landing directly on her rather 
exposed sex.  This repeated *THUMP*...... . . . . .  . .      
*THUMP*........ . . . . . . .      *THUMP*......... . . . . 
. .  .  had been rather arousing, and as she squirmed in 
her bonds, she found the drops zeroing in on her clitty.  
Of course this made the whole thing worse, and the Cheetah-
morph found that the repeated thumping of her clitty was 
making her writhe in her bonds.   The sensation was 
maddening, keeping her constantly on edge, but not quite 
enough to drive her to a climax.

It had all started several days before; as the sex-slaves-
in-training were being bathed and groomed, they'd managed 
to share  a few words amongst themselves.  "Have you seen 
that new male?  The Tiger?" Marla, the She-Wolf whispered?  
Tanj nodded with a grin and whispered; "He's _huge_, and 
_HUNG_!  I can't wait for my turn at him in a lab!".  Kayla 
the otter winced, and whispered; "All the sex they force-
feed us here, how can you two even THINK of more?  
Urrrrrrr, besides, you'll probably draw him in an anal sex 
class!"  The girls just grinned.

Over the next few days, Tanj caught glimpses of the Tiger 
in passing, but never wound up in the same class.  Two days 
later, she noticed Marla walking a little bowlegged as the 
coffle moved towards their kennels.  Watching the guards 
closely from the corner of her eye, at the first 
opportunity in the baths, she whispered "have a hard day at 
"work"?".  Marla nodded and grinned; "wound up paired with 
that Tiger in the "control" class; he was being taught how 
to keep from cumming, and I was the provocation trying to 
make him loose control.  Luckily, _I_ wasn't under any such 
restriction; I must have climaxed a dozen times!  He's 
GREAT!  Pity he didn't last longer; the instructor was 
quite upset when he came".  Two days later, it was Kayla 
who was walking funny; but the expression on her face was 
anything but blissful.  Again, at the baths, whispers were 
exchanged; "What _HAPPENED_?" Marla asked.  Tanj listened 
carefully as Kayla whispered back; "Gotta be careful what 
you say; today, it was my misfortune to draw anal sex 
class, and guess who I was paired with?  You got it; the 
Tiger.  He's _HUGE_, and he was none too gentle (although I 
doubt it was all his fault, as the instructor kept 
whispering in his ear......)".  She winced as she eased 
herself into the hot water.  Tanj purrrred softly to 
herself as she soaked the day's excesses away in the 
steaming hot water, daydreaming of that striped stud.  She 
was beginning to loose hope of ever getting closer to him, 
but the next day, when the guards released her from the 
coffle, and led her into her next class, there he was, with 
the other males.  Tanj knelt on the other side of the room, 
trying to listen to what the instructor was saying, but 
mostly she stared at the Tiger from the corner of her eyes, 
her imagination running wild.  Unfortunately, it was a 
class on interpreting body language, and she never even 
came close to touching him, or better yet, being touched by 
him.

It was a few days later when she wound up in another class 
with him.  Again, she watched him out of the corner of her 
eye, the instructor's words turned into a buzzing drone in 
the background as her imagination ran wild.  Suddenly, 
everyone was stirring, and Tanj's attention snapped back to 
reality.  What was that the instructor had said?  Make your 
partner cum as many times as possible during the lab 
period?  As the instructor moved among the "students", 
assigning partners, with the guards leading the pairs off 
to exercise "cells" Tanj wracked her brain trying to 
remember what she'd almost heard.  Suddenly the instructor 
was in front of her, and Tanj had a hard time not looking 
up, looking her in the eye, wondering what she should be 
doing.  All her uneasiness disappeared however, when the 
instructor paired her with the Tiger!  She tried hard to 
keep her eyes downcast and her demeanor submissive as she 
was led, with the Tiger, to an exercise cell.  To her 
amazement, the guards laid the Tiger down on his back, and 
proceeded to fasten his collar, wrist and ankle cuffs to 
the rings in the floor.  Then, to her amazement and dismay, 
they gagged him.  Unshackling her, they left, leaving her 
to demonstrate the techniques she was supposed to have 
learned in the class.

Of course, she was being watched; at least part of the 
time, anyways.  The mirrored walls were not to heighten the 
enjoyment of the participants but to allow the instructors 
to pass from observation station to station, to evaluate 
the performance and skill of the "students".   Tanj 
purrrrred as she gazed down at her "prey", the perfectly 
delectable Tiger, plotting her strategy.  "Make this stud 
cum as many times as possible?  _MY_PLEASURE!"  she 
thought.   With a grin, she knelt, knees on either side of 
his calves.  Placing her paws on either side of his hips, 
she bent forward to run just the tip of her tongue upwards 
along his sheath.  She purrrrred as he arched his back, in 
response.  Normally, Tanj would have teased him for a 
while, making him mad with lust, but her assignment, as 
she'd heard it, was to make him cum as many times as 
possible, and there was no time to waste.  Her tongue got 
busy, stroking his shaft, as she shifted one paw to gently 
cup his balls.  It didn't take long before he was rock 
hard, his cock standing massively proud!  She sat back for 
a moment, and admired his size; he was _huge_!  Enjoying 
her freedom of movement, unbound, and unfettered (at least 
for the moment); she turned, to crouch over his body, her 
tongue swirling around the head of his cock.  As he groaned 
into his gag, she slowly slurped the head of his cock into 
her mouth; her tongue dancing over its surface.  After 
holding it there for a moment, she then started to move her 
head back and forth, sliding his cock between her lips with 
increasing speed, each motion forward taking a little more 
of his mammoth shaft into her mouth.  Before long, however, 
the head of his cock was hitting the back of her throat, 
and she had to fight the gag reflex.  While she'd had some 
training in this area, she still hadn't mastered 
suppressing her gag reflex, but her enthusiasm for her task 
let her work through her problem.  Tilting her head back, 
following her training, she slid her head forward, 
attempting to work his shaft down her throat.  As she 
pushed forth resolutely, she found that he was just larger 
than she could accommodate, and her throat spasmed around 
his shaft; however, this seemed to be all he needed as to 
her amazement, delight and surprise, his hips started 
bucking and his shaft started pumping his first load of 
jism down her throat!  He howled a long and plaintive note 
into his gag, as his cock spasmed and twitched, discharging 
its creamy load.  As Tanj savored her success, she suddenly 
realized that with his cock filling her mouth and throat, 
she couldn't breath!  Moaning softly, she pulled back, to 
receive the last of his load on the back of her tongue.  
Panting, she sat up on his chest, a look of triumph on her 
face.  Turning, she gave him her best lascivious look as 
she licked her muzzle clean

Returning to her original position, astride his thighs, she 
purrrred softly, nuzzling and licking at his shaft, waiting 
for him to recover.  It wasn't long before he was once 
again hard, and she again marveled at his size.  As she 
licked softly along his shaft she congratulated herself on 
having him as a partner, a prize, she was sure, that would 
make the other girls green with envy........  She finally 
had to remind herself that the clock was running, and that 
she couldn't play with him as long as she wanted; 
slithering forward, she slid up her body, making sure that 
his cock passed between her breasts, where, pulling her 
arms close to her body, she snuggled it for a moment.  
Moving onwards, she moved up to nuzzle his neck as her hips 
rubbed her dripping sex against his cock.  She teased for a 
few minutes and then sat up.  Reaching down with both paws, 
she took his magnificent cock in both hands and slooooowly 
dragged its head along her furrow.  With a heartfelt sigh, 
she slowly sank down on his cock, impaling herself, driving 
it deep into her hungry pussy.  Driving it all the way 
home, she sat for a moment and just smirked at him, 
enjoying the sensation.....  But then, remembering her 
instructions, she slowly started to roll her hips, 
mimicking the movements of a dancer; she swayed for a 
moment, and then slowly rose on her knees, dragging his 
cock out of her.  Just before the head slipped betwixt the 
lips of her pussy, she grinned and allowed gravity to pull 
her back down onto his cock; this elicited a grunt from the 
Tiger, whether of pleasure, or of Tanj landing on him hard, 
well, it was kinda hard to tell.  She panted as she rode 
his cock, lifting herself up and then falling back down on 
him, fucking him roughly.  As she rode him, she worked 
herself to two delightful climaxes, but as her head cleared 
from the second, she realized that time was slipping 
away.....  Grinning down at him, she moved her paws behind 
her, to fondle his balls; of course, this made her breasts 
stand out proudly, and she knew his eyes were fastened on 
her bouncing, swaying tits.  It didn't take much of this 
treatment before his hips started to buck upwards, and she 
felt his cock start to spurt deep within her.  She 
purrrrrrrred and savored the warm feeling as his cum filled 
her pussy.  As he calmed down, she sat astride him for a 
minute or two, trying to catch her breath.

Wondering how much time she had left, Tanj rose on her 
knees until his limp cock fell from within her, with a 
soft, liquid *plop*.  She slid back some, and bent over, 
intending to lick at his cock until he was hard again, but 
his shaft was so slick with her juices she had another 
idea.....   squirming astride his legs, she bent over and 
once again, nestled his cock between her breasts.  Using 
her paws to push her breasts together, she started rocking 
back and forth a little, driving his semi-hard cock between 
her breasts.  Purrrrrring, she applied a little tongue to 
the head of his cock, each time it emerged from between her 
breasts, and before long, he was moaning into his gag, 
rocking his head from side to side, his cock rock hard once 
again. . . .   Tanj kept up the "pressure", moving slowly, 
teasingly, and was surprised and delighted when suddenly 
his cock fountained again, spraying what little cum he had 
left over her muzzle and her breasts.  "what a _GOOD_ boy 
you are" she purrrred as she licked at his cock, smearing 
his cum over its head.

Time was running out; she knew that, but how to get him 
hard again, let alone make him cum?  She needed something 
novel......  as she pumped his semi-flaccid cock with one 
paw, tongue delicately stroking the sweet spot just below 
the head, she pondered the alternatives; with a sigh, she 
concluded that if she was going to do this right, there was 
only one option; she had to take him in her ass.

The Tiger hadn't been in the Academy that long, and thus, 
she thought, hadn't really gotten over the novelty of anal 
sex; some newbies came VERY suddenly just from the unique 
situation they found themselves in; on the other paw, he 
was HUGE, and Tanj wasn't all that wild about that form of 
lovemaking in the first place.... Still, in for a penny, in 
for a pound.....  After a bit of stroking and licking, he 
was beginning to get hard again, and Tanj made sure his 
cock was WELL covered in her saliva.  Crawling forward, she 
once again crouched over him, balanced on the balls of her 
feet.  She held his cock between her thighs using both paws 
and slowly squatted until his cockhead pressed against her 
anus.  As he felt the pressure, his head came up and he 
looked at her wide eyed, grunting into his gag; Tanj just 
grinned back, and let gravity take its course.  She herself 
went wide-eyed as the head of his cock forced its way into 
her back passage; despite her increased "tenure" at the 
academy, she was still much tighter back there than any of 
her mentors were happy with, and at this point, she 
regretted her comparative inexperience.  Never the less, 
she forced his cock, inch by inch into her ass until she 
could take no more.  "It feels as if he's going to come out 
my throat" she thought to herself, but to the tiger she 
made only encouraging moans and mewls, as if having his 
cock in her ass was the greatest thing she could imagine.  
After a few moments to get used to it, she started moving 
carefully, her paws resting on his chest, rising fast and 
then slowly sinking back down on his cock.  This went on 
for a while and she was afraid that he was too wore out to 
cum again, despite the most novel sensations; but then she 
had an idea; smiling down at him lasciviously, she moved 
one paw to her pussy and began to stroke herself in full 
view of him.  She didn't think it possible, but his eyes 
went even wider and he mewled into his gag as she fingered 
and stroked herself.  Not unexpectedly, Tanj soon forgot 
about the time, and her goal, and was lost in her own 
pleasure, her fingers coupled with the feeling of his 
monstrous cock in her ass rapidly driving her to another 
climax.  It must have been her own muscles spasming as she 
found release yet again, that drove him over the edge, as 
before she could see it coming (pardon the pun), his hips 
were churning up against her with as little movement as his 
bonds permitted, and his cock was again throbbing and 
spurting, filling her ass with his seed.  Tanj grinned as 
her body fell forward, to lay atop the Tiger's broad chest; 
she panted, trying to regain her breath, and her mind.  
Finally she slid forward, dragging one breast across his 
face as she finally pulled free of his cock.

Tanj sat (gingerly) next to the Tiger, trying to figure out 
what to do next; considering where it'd been she could 
scarcely lick his cock hard again, if she could even get it 
hard.  Likewise, she wasn't going to stuff him back in her 
pussy, so what was left?  She'd gamely wrapped a paw around 
his shaft and was listlessly pumping him as she thought 
this over, when a gong sounded.  End of the session.  Tanj 
grinned and kissed the Tiger on the end of his nose.  And 
then the door opened, and her instructor marched in.

"Just WHAT IN THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?" she 
screamed  Tanj had assumed the proper kneeling position for 
a slave as soon as she heard the door open, but in her 
shock, she raised her gaze to her instructor, eyes wide 
with confusion.  Before she could speak, or even frame her 
thoughts to speak, the instructor continued; "are you 
deliberately trying to provoke me, or could you really be 
that stupid?  Perhaps you're hard of hearing?"  Tanj's jaw 
dropped a little, as she stared in complete confusion.....  
"you were SUPPOSED to KEEP him from cumming, you little 
twit!  It was your job to keep him on edge for the period, 
not drain him completely!  That furball is supposed to go 
to a remedial class on withholding his orgasm next!  What 
kind of lessons will he learn at this point?  Hell, I'd be 
surprised if he could even get it up at this point!  You've 
RUINED him for the rest of the day!"  Tanj blinked and 
suddenly remembered and lowered her gaze; "I'm in for it 
now" she thought to herself.  The instructor turned and 
stormed out, but her vacuum was rapidly filled by two large 
and rather nasty guards, who roughly trussed Tanj and 
hauled her off to the "Dean of Punishment", and her fate.

Tanj moaned as another fat droplet of hot oil struck 
squarely on her clitty.  There was no pattern, no frequency 
that she could discern and it was driving her WILD!  As 
another drop struck, sending one more electric jolt through 
her nervous system, she saw movement in the corner of her 
eye.  Turning her head as best she could, she saw her 
instructor lead the Tiger into the main hall by a leash 
attached to his collar.  Stopping before Tanj, her 
instructor grinned; "Now, my dear, I'll show you what you 
SHOULD have done.  And I hope you're in a position to 
appreciate the lesson......"  Tanj hung helpless, tormented 
by drop after drop, splatting hard against her clitty, as 
her instructor slowly brought the Tiger to the edge, and 
held him there.............

Tanj's Tale:  Learning Process		By Kittiara
Stardate 2397.55

Tanj stood at the junction of two corridors in the 
"academy".  Her paws were bound behind her back, a gag 
filled her mouth, and a leash from her collar was clipped 
to a fitting in the wall above her head.  Two other female 
slaves had been clipped to the same fitting, and they stood 
there, awaiting the return of their instructors, or 
possibly a guard to lead them back to the kennels.  Tanj 
hadn't done well in cunnilingus class today, necessitating 
her stay "after class".  It wasn't enthusiasm she lacked in 
performing her task, in fact just the opposite; the wild 
dancing of her rough tongue drove her partners rapidly to 
their climaxes, while her instructor insisted on "finesse", 
of slowly teasing them, letting  the tensions build until 
they had mind-shattering climaxes.  Tanj just wasn't 
reading the signals correctly, and her ass burned from the 
stripes left by her instructor's crop.  She was sure that 
more punishments were in store as well, for her "poor 
performance"....

As she stood there, pondering her likely fates, none of 
them too attractive, a rather furious looking male 
instructor led a petite vixen over to the waiting group.  
Forcing her to her knees, he roughly ran her leash down 
between her breasts, between her legs, up over her bound 
wrists and then back down.  Clipping her anklets together, 
he ran the leash under where they joined and then gave a 
savage tug; the result was to make her bow her head, 
bending her body forward.  As the chain of the leash dug 
deep into the vixen's sex, she moaned into her gag.  
Holding the end of the leash the instructor obviously 
realized that there wasn't enough length left to reach the 
fitting high on the wall.  In frustration, he shoved the 
end of the leash into Tanj's bound paws; "Hold this bitch 
until I get back.  Keep her on her knees, in a properly 
submissive posture".  And with that he was gone.

Tanj stood there for a while, just holding the leash.  She 
had no idea at all what'd happened to cause the instructor 
to behave like that, and was really curious.  As she held 
the leash, a wicked idea formed in her mind.  It was really 
boring just standing there, and she thought she might have 
some quiet fun, while awaiting whomever would be coming to 
collect her.......  Heck, she was probably going to be 
punished anyways.....  Moving carefully, she balanced on 
one foot, and carefully swung the other over the leash.  
She was now facing the vixen, with the leash trailing from 
between the vixen's bound ankles, between her own legs, to 
where the handle was clasped in her paws behind her back.  
Grinning behind her gag, and leaning as far forward as her 
own leash would allow, she slowly started to tug on the 
leash, short rhythmic jerks.  The effect of the chain 
sawing back and forth between the vixen's legs was almost 
immediate, with the poor bound thing moaning into her gag.  
Tanj found the sensation of the metal links passing across 
her own sex quite nice too, although she was sure that it 
was with much less pressure than what the vixen was 
experiencing.

Tanj continued pulling on the leash, off and on, for what 
must have been twenty minutes.  In that time, she was sure 
the vixen had climaxed at least once, and perhaps as many 
as three times, all while Tanj was still working towards 
her first....  Hearing voices approaching down the hall, 
Tanj stopped her tugging, and let the leash go as slack as 
possible.  However, its glistening links told the tale as 
to what'd been going on, to any who cared to look.

Two guards came down the corridor.  Tanj got the impression 
that they were headed somewhere else, and just passing 
through, but when they saw the gaggle of bound slaves, they 
paused for a moment.  "Well will you look at this", the 
wolf grinned.  His companion, a rather large Tiger nodded; 
"very amusing; looks like they've been having some fun.....  
But I don't see how they could have gotten themselves into 
that predicament.  Do you think some instructor left them 
like this on purpose?"  The wolf just shrugged; "must have, 
although for what reason, I've no idea."  The Tiger 
grinned; "tell me, you get any today?"  The wolf just shook 
his head; "nope, too busy.  I was gonna get me some later, 
down in the kennels, but with this little task we've been 
assigned, doubt there'll be time.  The Tiger just nodded; 
"true, but it won't quite matter if we start a few minutes 
late; what say we, ah, take our frustrations out on these 
two?  They look more'n ready.  The wolf nodded and reached 
up to unclip Tanj's leash from the fitting; using it, he 
jerked her down to her knees and stepped forward, pushing 
his crotch into her face; "you know what to do, Slave"  
Tanj looked up at him and blinked, and as he returned his 
gaze, the wolf chuckled; "oh, yeah, forgot that", and 
slackening his grip on her leash, he proceeded to unbuckle 
her gag, letting it hang loosely around her neck.  Tanj 
immediately leaned forward to run her tongue over the 
wolf's sheath.  If there was one thing she was good at, it 
was sucking cock......

The Tiger reached down and unfastened the vixen's bound 
paws, to refasten them in front of her.  he then unclipped 
her anklets and dragged her roughly to her feet.  Lifting 
her by her bound wrists, he placed her arms around his 
neck.  Tanj watched from the corner of her eye as the 
vixen's legs automatically encircled the Tiger's waist, her 
ankles crossing in the small of his back.  Tanj grinned 
around the Wolf's cock as the vixen's hips moved back and 
forth, stroking against the Tiger's rapidly hardening cock.  
She knew what to do, all right, knew well what was expected 
of her.....  The Tiger, however, seemed to be a bit in a 
hurry and his paws went to clutch the vixen's ass, forcing 
her crotch hard against his shaft.  He literally rubbed the 
vixen against his thick cock for a while, and then he 
lifted her up a bit, to place his cock at the entrance to 
her pussy.  Tanj watched as her head bobbled back and forth 
on the Wolf's cock as the Tiger released the vixen, letting 
gravity impale her on his cock!  

The vixen groaned into her gag as the Tiger's thick cock 
forced its way into her pussy, and Tanj was glad she'd 
teased the vixen with the leash; at least she was wet!  The 
Tiger took a step back, leaning his shoulders against the 
wall, his feet spread and braced, as his paws again 
clutched the vixen's rump, lifting her almost completely 
off his shaft, only to let her fall back down again!  The 
Tiger groaned each time the vixen's pussy enveloped his 
thick shaft, and as Tanj sucked avidly on one of the Wolf's 
balls, she noted that the look on the vixen's face was one 
of pure bliss.  As they  fucked, the Tiger's paws clutched 
tight at the vixen's ass, squeezing her globes tight, his 
fingers roughly indenting her fur.  With each cycle of 
lift-and-drop, his index fingers stole closer to the base 
of her tail, until they were both rubbing hard against her 
anus.  This however only seemed to spur the vixen on and 
she writhed against him with a sexual frenzy that Tanj 
found wondrous to behold.

Tanj's head was slowly sliding back and forth along the 
Wolf's shaft, his cockhead traveling from between her lips 
to pressed hard against the back of her throat.  With him, 
she had no trouble at all pacing her actions, teasing with 
her tongue, keeping him on the edge... why couldn't she do 
this with a female?  Why couldn't she read the signals that 
told how close a female was, as well as she could with a 
guy?  The wolf had his cock deep in her mouth, almost down 
her throat when she noticed from the corner of her eye that 
the Tiger had driven one finger deep in the vixen's ass and 
was now seemingly dragging her up and down along his cock 
with that peculiar and intimate grip!  The Tiger's other 
paw had shifted to grasping the vixen's left breast, 
squeezing it hard, as if using that grip to steady her as 
he lifted her up and let her fall back down onto his cock.  
Tanj winced, almost biting the Wolf, thinking that such 
grips would be horribly painful, but the vixen seemed to be 
loving it!

Tanj's tongue danced along the underside of the Wolf's 
shaft, holding him at the very edge, the taste of his pre-
cum in her mouth, as she watched the Tiger move; he was 
obviously wriggling his finger deep in the vixen's ass!  As 
she watched, he released her breast, and brought his other 
paw down to her rump.  Stretching her in what must have 
been a painful motion, he managed to work his OTHER index 
finger into her ass!  He used this two handed grip to raise 
her yet again, only to let her fall down hard onto his 
shaft!  Tanj thought that the pressure on the front of the 
vixen's sex must be immense, as she hung there for an 
instant before he once again dragged her up......  The 
Tiger chewed on one of the vixen's ears as he used her as 
his fuck-toy, roughly handling her, his size, and his 
power, and his mastery of her very apparent to those 
watching.  Tanj darted a glance at the other two slaves 
chained to the wall, as she ran her tongue around the 
Wolf's cockhead, and was amused to see them both staring 
wide-eyed at the Tiger.

It was as the Tiger tugged at the vixen's asshole, his 
fingers actually spreading apart slightly, providing the 
onlookers with a view inside the vixen that she suddenly 
bucked and howled into her gag, obviously having a massive 
climax.  The Tiger grinned, as if he'd been waiting for 
that.  Straightening from where he'd been leaning against 
the wall, balancing with the vixen still impaled on his 
cock, he turned to lean her back against the wall.  Fingers 
still in her ass, he proceeded to start fucking her hard, 
his hips churning, bucking hard against her, his cock 
driving furiously into her dripping pussy!  As Tanj again 
started bobbing her head back and forth on the Wolf's cock, 
she noticed that he too was watching the Tiger, a lopsided 
grin on his face.  Tanj took this as a sign that he was in 
no hurry, and her tongue behaved accordingly, keeping his 
interest, but not letting him get too close to cumming.

The Tiger's vigorous fucking finally resulted in him having 
a massive orgasm, and he staggered back from the wall, the 
vixen impaled on his throbbing cock.  His discharge was so 
great, Tanj saw a portion stream between the vixen's pussy 
and his own cock, to run down, coating his own balls.  With 
a grin, the Tiger released the vixen's asshole, and moving 
his paws to her arms, lifted her off his cock.  He rebound 
her arms behind her, and then with a pawfull of her hair, 
forced her head down towards his cock.  Removing her gag, 
he told her to clean him up, to lick him clean and be quick 
about it.  With the ball gag removed, the vixen was panting 
hard, but she complied, her pink tongue flashing out to 
lick at his balls, as if gobbling up his cum was the most 
delicious thing she could think of.  As Tanj slowly slid 
the Wolf's cock between her lips, her tongue swirling over 
its slick surface, she thought "This vixen's a natural!  
She doesn't need the academy, no one needs to train HER to 
be a sex slave!"

Tanj smiled around the Wolf's cock, as the vixen's tender 
ministrations soon had the Tiger hard again.  With a growl, 
he took her head in his paws and slowly started fucking her 
face!  Tanj could see the Tiger's cock actually distending 
the vixen's throat as he drove it not just into her mouth, 
but down her throat as well.  As Tanj did her best to 
imitate the vixen's style, driving forward until her nose 
touched the Wolf's stomach, she could see the vixen 
swallowing around the Tiger's thick cock.  Tanj was moving 
at her own speed, the Wolf softly petting her head, as she 
repeatedly drove his cock into her throat, but the Tiger 
was fucking the vixen's mouth hard, and it was obvious that 
the vixen wasn't getting quite enough air.....  Tanj 
watched with concern, as the vixen started to squirm, 
obviously becoming uncomfortable, but the Tiger seemed to 
enjoy her squirming.  With a ROAR that echoed down the 
corridors, the Tiger pumped a second load deep into the 
Vixen's throat, and only when he'd shot his last, did he 
pull his cock from within her throat.  The vixen took a 
deep breath of air, and grinned, as if she'd enjoyed every 
moment of it.  As the vixen rose to tiptoes, presumptuously 
rising to kiss the Tiger, Tanj finally gave the Wolf 
release, driving his cock way down her throat, and 
swallowing, her muscles rippling along his cock.  As he 
came, Tanj pulled her head back, opening her mouth, to let 
him see his cum landing on her tongue.  Grinning, the Wolf 
reached down to stroke his own spurting cock, making sure 
that some of his cum landed on Tanj's cheeks, muzzle and 
breasts.  Tanj just grinned up at him, and slowly licked 
her lips,  licking off what she could in a show of how much 
she savored his cum.......

It wasn't long before the two slaves were fastened as they 
had been, the vixen on her knees, bent over, the leash 
between Tanj's thighs, its leather strap in her bound paws.  
Tanj still pulled and tugged at the leash occasionally, 
wondering just how sore the vixen must be after that little 
escapade, afraid of hurting her, but wishing that she could 
tug the leash as hard as she wanted, her own climax still 
absent.....

It was a while later when guards came and collected the two 
other slave girls, leading them off towards the kennels, 
leaving Tanj and the Vixen alone in the corridor.  Tanj was 
getting tired of standing there, the pressure of the chain 
between her thighs just not quite enough......  She was 
startled when the two instructors, hers, and the vixen's, 
came around a corner.  Both instructors slowed, staring at 
the situation.  Tanj's instructor reached out to turn her 
head, and then grinned at the cum clinging to her fur; 
"well, at least you two haven't been tooo lonely"  The 
other instructor placed his paws on his hips; "so what do 
you think we should do with these two".  The first just 
shrugged; "with  the vixen, I doubt there's much that can 
be done; she's way oversexed, and I've never heard of a 
cure for that.  Someday she's going to wear some poor 
Master out, completely.  Probably be best to see that she's 
sold to some bordello.  That, or her spirit will be 
poisoned by not getting as much as she wants.  Now the 
Cheetah, here, thats something else.  She needs practice.  
A LOT of practice, and I think we might just be able to 
find a way to get her that........"

Tanj was still on her feet, and it looked like she would 
be, for a while to come.  She stood in a very narrow cage, 
pressed back against one wall.  Her paws were cuffed behind 
her back, the three links of the chain between the cuffs 
outside of one of the bars.  her feet were spread, and her 
anklets clipped to bars on either side of the cage.  The 
vixen hung directly in front of her, feet in padded cuffs 
chained to the bars on either side, at the very top of the 
cage, such that the Vixen's muff was directly below Tanj's 
muzzle.  The Vixen's paws likewise were chained behind her 
back, around one of the bars on the far side of the cage.  
But the cage was so narrow, obviously meant for only one 
standing furr, that they were pressed hard against each 
other.  Both of the females were no longer gagged, but the 
vixen wore sensors taped to her chest and head, the wires 
leading to a portable recorder outside the bars.  Tanj was 
to lick her to the very edge of a climax, but not beyond, 
as many times as she could, during the night.  For every 
climax the Vixen had, Tanj would get ten strokes with the 
crop; for every time she was brought to the edge, but did 
NOT climax, as monitored by the recording instrument, one 
stroke would be taken back.  The Vixen, however, was under 
no such restrictions, and had been told to break Tanj's 
concentration as much as possible.  Obviously her reward 
would be as many climaxes as she could trick Tanj into 
giving her  As Tanj's pussy fluttered and spasmed, another 
climax coursing through her, she thought to herself that 
the Vixen was MUCH too good at this!

During the night, they found some time to talk; Tanj 
learned the Vixen's name was Zassa, and that she'd been 
imprisoned by the state while on vacation on Elysium.  It 
seemed her room had been mysteriously burgled, and she'd 
lost her vacation money.  Then she'd run into the same 
situation Tanj had, about trying to transfer replacement 
funds into the Elysium system.  By the time anyone back 
home knew she'd run into problems, she'd been arrested for 
vagrancy, convicted, and "sold" to the Academy.  Still, she 
maintained, it was the greatest vacation she'd ever Had!  
"Didn't the Tiger hurt you bad, the way he used you?" Tanj 
asked.  "Oh, NO!", Zassa replied; "I LOVE that; I like to 
have a little pain with my pleasure; it adds something, um, 
well, undefinable.  Can't explain it, just know thats what 
I like"  Tanj nodded and leaned forward to give the Vixen's 
clitty a sharp nip, and nodded in satisfaction as she 
trembled with a sudden climax; "you DO like that, don't 
you?"  Zassa just nodded and moaned and then reapplied her 
tongue to Tanj's dripping sex, hungrily, as if by licking 
Tanj harder, she could earn another such nip.

It was a long night, and when they were finally released, 
just in time for the morning's classes, Tanj felt she'd 
learned a lot about how to bring a female to the very 
brink, but not let her cum.  Her instructor seemed pleased 
when he reviewed the instrument's readout, and in the end 
she only received six strokes with the crop.  From there, 
it was off to another day at the academy.

Tanj ran into Zassa again, and the mischief they created is 
still whispered about in the halls of the academy, but 
thats another story.......... . . . .  . . . .


Tanj's Tale:  Oh, the _HORROR_!		By Kittiara
Stardate: 2397.60

Tanj stood just outside a classroom she'd never been in 
before; she was obviously the first of her class to be 
"delivered" there, her guard fastening her leash to the 
fitting high on the wall above her head, the coffle moving 
off to leave her there, waiting.  She stood calmly, paws 
bound behind her back, head bowed submissively, but eyes 
roaming the hallway as she waited for the others to show 
up.  It wasn't long before another coffle came by, to drop 
off a lady skunk, and a male Ocelot before moving on.  They 
waited quietly, eyes furtively examining their new 
"classmates", not daring to talk, to ask the questions so 
urgent in their minds.  Their wait wasn't long, and before 
they could get tired of standing in one place, in one 
position, an instructor, a rather slender fox, came to 
collect the ends of their leads, to usher them into the 
classroom.  The room was clearly an anteroom, with four 
doors leading off radially.  He bade them kneel and then 
moved around in front of them, to take a seat on a stool, 
the only object in the room.

"You three have been "volunteered" to assist us in testing 
out some new equipment.  In the process you'll fulfill your 
requirements for course 328; Themes, scenes and shows.  
Now, in order to gauge the new system we have, you will 
each don a costume, and proceed into the theater, where you 
will act accordingly; remember this is supposed to be 
spontaneous, _BUT_ you still know what's expected of you; 
don't ad lib too far from your, ah, "station".  I know you 
don't fully understand, but you will....oh, you will!  When 
you've completed the first scene, we'll discuss your 
performance privately, and then you'll change rooms.  NO 
DISCUSSION as to what went on!  your classmates are NOT to 
know what they're in for.  No spoiling the surprise.  We'll 
do a full performance analysis when the trio is complete.  
Now, here are your costumes....."

Tanj stood at the door looking down at herself; she wore a 
dark blue inexpensive skirt, shorter than she would have 
cared for at one time, with a blue and white blouse, and 
over it all, a white, thigh length lab coat.  There was a 
fake I.D. badge clipped to the lapel and the requisite pens 
in the breast pocket. She felt she looked like some sort of 
lab assistant, probably what they were getting at.... "Now 
what" she wondered; "What kind of a scene am I going to be 
involved in?  and Lord, doesn't it feel _strange_ to wear 
clothes again?"  She didn't even think it remarkable that 
there were no undergarments.....  At that instant the lock 
on the door snicked and it drifted open an inch or two;  
pushing it open, Tanj stepped into the darkened room.  
Closing the door behind her, she waited a minute for her 
eyes to adjust to the darkness.......

The door snicked closed behind her with an awful finality.  
She seemed to be in some sort of darkened laboratory, the 
only lights coming from various instrument consoles and 
from a glistening column in the middle of the room.  The 
column shed an eerie green light, and seemed to be filled 
with liquid, little bubbles rising slowly.  Tanj's eyes 
widened in surprise as she beheld the horror that floated 
in the middle of the liquid.

Tanj took a step forward towards the column, both 
fascinated and repulsed, a weird chill wind blowing open 
her unbuttoned lab coat.  She was sure at this point that 
she was supposed to be playing the lab assistant, or 
technician, not supposed to be here (hence the lights being 
off), her curiosity over the 'monstrosity' causing her to 
sneak in..... "I think I know whats going to happen" she 
thought to herself; "I bet that things gonna break out and 
come after me......."  Still, even knowing what was to 
come, she found herself taking another step closer to get a 
better look, her eyes wide.

The creature, obviously alien, looked too..... detailed to 
be a puppet, or a robot, and yet how could such a thing be 
alive?  It looked soooooo.... alien.  So dangerous.  It 
looked like an eight foot tall insect, all bony and 
angular.  It had a prominent skull, eyeless, earless, 
capped with bony ridges.  Its lipless mouth revealed sharp 
teeth; row after row of glassy fangs.  Behind the teeth was 
a long snake-like tongue.  Its chest was ribbed, almost 
armored, its surface an inky blackish-grey.  Its six 
fingered taloned hands hung loosely at its side, its arms 
apparently heavily muscled.  Horn-like tubes projected from 
its back.  Tanj dropped her gaze to look at its heavily 
muscled legs and taloned feet.  Its tail was bony, 
seemingly segmented.  Tanj's eyes widened further as she 
realized that between his legs was a long, thick, heavily 
ribbed and _very_ erect phallus.  Worse, the tip of its 
long tail seemed to be equipped with a similar such tip.  
The overall effect was startling, frightening, and 
strangely alluring........

Tanj gasped at that last thought as she stood with her nose 
almost touching the glass, inches from its very prominent 
hard-on.  "Alluring?  _THAT_THING_?  Oh, Lord, what _HAVE_ 
they done to me that I could even find a horror like 
that...... interesting?  How have they changed me that I 
find wearing a blouse and skirt "strange"?  Have they 
merely unlocked sensations and feelings, and desires that 
were slumbering within me, or have they so molded me, so 
warped me that what now seems natural to me, what seems 
proper an desirable is merely what they want me to find as 
such?  WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO ME???

As the conflicting motions raged through  her mind, Tanj 
moved around the column, examining the creature from all 
angles; some distant, analytical part of her mind was 
trying to determine if it might be a real creature, or some 
sort of puppet, or even a robot, while her conscious mind 
raged at her masters for what they'd done to her, or 
what they might have done to her....and at herself for what 
might be normal urges and thoughts brought to the surface 
and magnified.....  Every once in a while she'd catch 
herself, her gaze locked on one phallic shape, or the 
other, and with a shudder, she'd avert her gaze.....

Tanj jumped a foot when a monitor beeped, and then beeped 
again, breaking her train of thought, interrupting her 
introspection, reminding her that she was being observed, 
and that whatever had brought her to this point, it was 
definitely desirable NOT to disappoint those that now held 
her life in the palms of their paws.  Looking about wildly, 
she matched a flashing light with the intermittent, but 
steadily increasing beeping.  The console said that 
heartbeat and respiration were increasing..... that it was 
coming alive.....  Tanj scowled; "how can its respiration 
be increasing?  Its submersed in liquid!"  She looked up at 
the creature; it remained immobile save for a slight 
bobbing up and down in the liquid.  Tanj looked down at the 
console again, at the supposed increasing life signs; when 
she looked back up, she frowned; the attitude of the 
creature seemed to have changed; it had swiveled, so that 
its elongated head now seemed to be "looking" at her, a 
disconcerting thought considering that it had no eyes.....

Completely involuntarily, Tanj took a step backwards, as if 
something in the very core of her soul was bidding her to 
flee.  As she stepped backwards, however, unfamiliar with 
the layout of the room, she seemed to come in contact with 
one of the seemingly randomly placed consoles.  Something 
beeped, suggesting that her posterior had 
hit a switch, and with that noise, the monster floating in 
the column of green started thrashing.  An inhuman 
screeching issued from within the transparent column, as 
the monster's talons tore at the plastic, scarring it 
deeply.

Some deep, primal part of Tanj wanted to turn, to run, to 
flee, whatever the consequences, but instead, the remnants 
of her logical engineer's mind made her turn to study the 
console behind her, in the vain hopes that she might be 
able to undo whatever she'd done, that she might be able to 
quiet the raging monster.  "If nothing else, it should be a 
logical part of the "plot", and if I'm very lucky I'll find 
a way to flush that horror......"  The ominous sound of 
cracking plastic forced her around however, and she stared 
in terror as a spiderweb of thin lines grew through the 
plastic cylinder.  Suddenly the entire tube shattered, 
spilling a flood of viscous green liquid into the room, and 
with the loss of the liquid, the light level dropped 
considerably, partially compensated for by red emergency 
lights that started flashing, bathing the entire room in 
the color of blood.  The tide of foul green slime washed 
Tanj from her feet, spilling her to the floor, now several 
feet deep in green goo, and she sensed, rather than saw the 
monster leap from the wreckage of its prison, to fly 
overhead.  As Tanj tried to stand, to turn to face the 
terror now on the loose, Tanj thought "I wonder how the 
monster would like to feel my claws? If its not just a 
robot, or a puppet, I can at least let it know I was 
here....." but with a sigh, she banished that thought; her 
masters would not be happy if she damaged something; in 
fact, they might decide that a sex slave didn't really need 
claws anyways, and she did NOT want to give them any 
excuses to have her declawed....

Tanj caught sight of the monster, crouched high on the 
wall, near the ceiling, once again apparently studying her 
with its sightless face.  She shuddered, and took a step 
back, and then another, trying to maintain her footing.  
However, as the monster leapt towards her, she slipped and 
went over backwards, landing hard on the floor, the back 
of her head thumping the floor solidly.

When the stars cleared from her vision, Tanj found herself 
pinned to the floor by the monster's bony body!  Instinct 
got the better of her and she screamed loudly, her paws 
clawing ineffectually at its chest.  The monster only 
picked her up with its talons and slammed her hard 
against the wall, pinning her there, her feet a good foot 
off the floor; she watched in horror as its head came 
closer and closer, dripping slime over her face, until its 
snakelike tongue licked out, slowly passing over her face, 
leaving a trail of slime; in fact, now that it was free of 
the cylinder, it seemed to literally exude slime.  As its 
tongue slithered over her face, the monster used one wicked 
talon to literally rip the clothes from her body, leaving 
what little fabric remained in tatters.  Tanj found her 
throat raw from screaming, but still managed to find enough 
breath for another shriek as the creature's monstrous cock 
nuzzled up between her thighs, to press hard against her 
pussy; this too dripped slime, and before she could draw a 
breath for another scream, it had slid deep into her, 
seemingly lifting her up, pressing her against the wall.  
As the thick phallus drove into her, it seemed to start to 
vibrate, and in spite of herself, Tanj moaned, the usual 
feelings of pleasure starting to nibble at the edges of her 
terror.  The creature bent its head, and the snakelike 
tongue flicked out to slither over her breasts, coating her 
in more slime, and yet somehow, that slick, smooth feeling 
excited her nipples, making them stiff, making them hard; 
as the monster again crushed her body against the wall, the 
feeling of it chitinous surface against her slimed breasts 
seemed almost delicious.  That thought, however, was torn 
from her mind as she felt the end of the creature's tail 
slide up between her thighs; she tossed back her head, 
trying to bridge from the wall, and howled out 
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!" even as she felt the phallic tip of 
its tail drive deep into her ass!

Tanj's body jerked repeatedly, arms and legs flailing as 
the monster drove both cock and tail into her, their force 
alone seemingly keeping her suspended off the floor.  They 
drove so deep into her, she was sure that the cock had 
forced the very entrance to her womb, while the phallic 
tail seemed to be threatening to emerge from her throat, 
each rib on their surface distinctly felt as they drove in 
and out!  Moaning, Tanj made the mistake of glancing 
upwards; its visage was terrible, frightening, the lack of 
eyes in the prominent skull probably the worst part, and 
the lashing tongue, dripping slime.......... She screamed 
again, howls of terror, and..... of lust?  Her passions 
were definitely rising, her own juices adding to the slime 
seemingly dripping from every part of her body.  She felt 
revolted, not so much at the monster, but that at the fact 
that she had been changed, altered, molded, and bent so 
much that she was actually starting to enjoy this, to savor 
the thrusting phallic shapes within her, enjoying the way 
she was pinned so forcefully, so helplessly to the wall as 
this nightmare creature ravished her!  She moaned in shame 
at what she'd become!  How _could_ she be enjoying this?

Tanj panted hard, as the monster's cock spread her pussy 
wide, its tail stretching her ass just as wide.  She mewled 
mindlessly, the situation rapidly overpowering her senses.  
She shuddered and howled, fighting to get free, fighting to 
get more, until finally the combined sensations were too 
much for her confused senses and she convulsed, thrashing 
without purpose, screaming out her pleasure as a massive 
climax tore through her body, her vaginal and anal muscles 
spasming hard around the thrusting phalluses.  Her 
sentience seemed to have fled and she wailed, wanting ever 
more of what the monster was giving her with those two 
phalluses...  It was almost as if the monster were waiting 
for that display, as if it fed off the waves of pleasure 
emanating from her nervous system, as moments later it had 
yanked its cock and its tail from her, to toss her to the 
floor.  Tanj laid there, dazed, weak and panting as the 
monster screamed, both organs starting to spurt, as it too 
orgasmed. Tanj mewled as she felt what must have been 
literally gallons of the ropy, slimy strangely musked 
cum cover her breasts, her stomach, her thighs, bathing 
her.  She gasped as it seemed to react with the slime the 
creature had been covering her with, hardening rapidly.  
She howled in terror, fighting to get free as the 
creature's cock and tail covered her with more and more of 
the stuff, until she was literally glued to the floor, 
pinned in a strange position, cocooned, only her ass and 
her muzzle exposed!

Tanj was nose deep in the baths, little bits of dried resin 
sticking to her fur here and there, a thoroughly disgusted 
look on her face, when the guards led Marla, the She-Wolf 
in, to get cleaned up.  As she sunk down into the steaming 
water, Marla regarded her friend with a look  of awe; "they 
showed us the video of your scene today; said it was a 
shining example of how to perform in a scene; why, the 
looks of horror, and of terror on your face were soooo 
real!  You are a GREAT actress!  Oooooo, and that 
_monster_!  He was so deliciously evil looking and soooo 
sexy at the same time!  I hope they let me have a crack at 
him!"  Tanj looked at her friend and sighed; she thought to 
herself; "Monster.  Yeah, but just who was the monster 
there?  The creation of the "Academy", or was it me, for 
taking such perverse pleasure in it?  Just what _HAVE_ they 
done to me?  What kind of a monster have they created?"

Tanj's Tale:  Piled Higher and Deeper		By Kittiara
Stardate: 2397.61

It was several days later when once again the guard 
detached Tanj from the “coffle”, and fastened her 
leash to the hook high on the wall by that door.  It 
was the strange “classroom” for course 328; Themes, 
Scenes and Shows again, and Tanj could only wonder 
what she was in for this time.  “If I was able to 
survive that monster last time, I suspect I’ll come 
through this OK” she thought; “Still, I hated the way 
it laminated me into the floor.  It took FOREVER to 
get that stuff out of my fur!”

It wasn’t long before her classmates, the lady Skunk, 
and the male Ocelot joined her standing there by the 
door, their leashes secured to a hook high above 
their heads.  This time, they’d all been gagged, and 
there was no possibility of comparing notes.  
“Neither of them look concerned or worried” Tanj 
thought; “their little one act plays must not have 
been too bad; maybe I’ve been through the worst this 
course has to offer.”  As they waited, they teased 
each other covertly, rubbing up against one, or the 
other; a touch here, a brush of the tail there.  A 
distant observer would never have noticed… or at 
least that’s what they were hoping for.  Anything to 
kill the time while waiting.

Eventually the slender fox that was their instructor 
came and collected them, to bring them into the 
anteroom.  They knelt where they had before, and 
awaited his instructions.  Instead, he busied himself 
with a box of costumes, piling them on the floor in 
front of the three slaves.  Tanj noticed from the 
corner of her eye that the male ocelot received the 
lab coat this time, and she wondered if the monster 
he had to deal with would be male, or female……  
Finally the instructor was ready and he assumed his 
seat on the stool.

“From your efforts last time, we’ve made a few 
changes in the system.  It should now be much more 
“interactive”, and as such, you’ll be expected to 
take a greater part, not just “react”.  Accordingly, 
I wish to see some initiative out there.  Act as you 
would imagine someone in that situation to act.  I 
admit, to an extent, that’s asking you to read our 
minds, but then, isn’t that what a good slave should 
be able to do?  In any event, there will be 
punishments for failure, and perhaps even rewards for 
success.  And remember, NO DISCUSSION of what goes on 
here.  No spoiling the surprises.  Now, lets get you 
into your costumes and begin, shall we?”

Tanj stood at the door to the second “set”.  She 
was in a strange costume; from the belt around her 
waist, a loincloth dropped almost to the floor; it 
was black, with gold thread forming strange patterns 
and runes.  Her breasts were supported by some sort 
of metal filigree bra; while she was well supported, 
the fingers of metal did nothing to conceal.  In fact 
her nipples protruded between two of the fingers.  
Both her nipple rings and the metal of the “bra” 
glittered in the “backstage” light.  She wore 
anklets, armbands, earrings and a very complex 
dangly necklace.  She felt she looked quite the 
bizarre barbarian.  All she needed was a dagger and a 
broadsword to complete the pulp fiction image.  As 
she was tugging at the loincloth, trying to get it to 
hang straighter, the door in front of her clicked 
open.

Pushing the door open, she moved into another world.  
This one looked like a room in an ancient fortress; 
the floor and walls were large blocks of stone, with 
crude heavy rafters above.  Oil lanterns on tripods 
flickered at random locations.  There was a thick 
carpet on the floor and tapestries on the wall.  As 
she entered, a gray wolf in a robe turned to her; 
“Well, its about time you showed up; don’t you know 
Lady Ergless will be here at any moment?  She’s an 
important customer, and a powerful Noble and we 
should put forth our best!  Now you just stand behind 
me and keep quiet; but pay attention!  Tanj nodded 
quietly and moved to take a position a step behind 
and to one side of the wolf as he stood at a stone 
table.  As they waited, it was obvious that the Wolf 
was pouring over a large crudely bound book in front 
of him on the table.  He seemed to be studying up on 
something, and he would mutter to himself from time 
to time.  Tanj tried to listen, but his speech was 
so quiet she only caught occasional words. “Monster”, 
“Satiate” or “insatiable”  and “Horrible” seemed to 
predominate.  As she listened, she covertly looked 
around.  “This place seems to be some sort of 
Magician’s workshop” she thought.  “Got the 
obligatory skull…  the magic texts…  The gargoyles 
(did that one move?)…  The strange flickering 
lights…The skeleton…  All he needs is a pointy hat 
with moons and stars on it, and the heavily muscled 
hansom barbarian, and the set would be complete…..”

With that, the door on the opposite side of the room 
banged open and two heavily muscled and near naked 
Tigers stalked in, to look around.  Each carried a 
bare scimitar, and looked like they could use it 
well.  Tanj frowned a little as when their gaze 
passed over her, it seemed only to be evaluating her 
as a threat……  She realized she was coming to enjoy 
those hot looks from males, and that too gave her 
pause for thought.  When they were satisfied there 
was no threat, they signaled and the Lady Ergless 
walked in regally.  “Now here’s the typical barbarian 
princess” Tanj thought, doing her best to keep her 
face neutral.  Apparently the Lady Ergless was 
another Cheetah morph, and she moved to look Tanj 
up and down, critically, as if evaluating her as 
competition, or possibly for her usefullnes…… Finally 
she turned and nodded to the Wolf; “My lord Wizard”…. 
She purrrred  “I was RIGHT” Tanj thought to 
herself; “this IS a magic shop!”  The wolf regarded 
the “princess” thoughtfully, and as he did so, 
Tanj also examined the other Cheetah.  She was 
just a touch taller, and perhaps a little slimmer.  
She was dressed in a long flowing gown that did 
nothing to conceal her charms, its neckline plunging 
to below her navel in a sharp vee, its long skirt 
slit up the front of each leg almost to her waist.  
As she turned, Tanj saw that the dress was 
backless, the fabric at the waist flowing around her 
hips to form a vee whose point was 
hidden under her tail.  The dress was a deep black 
that seemed to just drink in the light of the room, 
and set off her golden fur and black spots well.  
“Like that dress” Tanj thought; “Have to get one 
like that some day; it should start riots.”  Tanj 
then had to suppress a giggle, wondering when she’d 
decided she liked to start riots by dressing like 
that.  “Doesn’t matter, I suppose” she thought to 
herself; “Given the option, I would dress like that; 
it’d be FUN!” As she fought to maintain her poker 
face, she realized that they’d been talking……

“………could be possible you understand, my Lady; but it 
would be powerfully difficult to control” the Wolf 
was saying, a look of concern on his face.  Ergless 
made a dismissive gesture; “that, my Lord Wizard, is 
what we pay you so hansomly for.  There is a walled 
spot in the courtyard where I want you to conjure the 
monster.  You have the texts I obtained; I expect you 
to produce it and to tame it by this time tomorrow!”  
And with that, she turned and followed by her guards, 
departed.

The wizard sighed and shook his head; “foolish 
foolish female.  To conjure such a monster for her 
own pleasure.  She truly knows not what she toys 
with.  Perhaps the fates will be kind and it will 
dispose of her for us.”  Turning to look at Tanj 
he scowled; “well, don’t just stand there, we have a 
monster to conjure.  Gather the supplies.  We’ll need 
white chalk, powdered, the black candles… the 
brazier………”

Tanj had taken three armloads of stuff down to the 
little walled area in the courtyard, under the 
wizard’s watchful gaze.  She didn’t know how they 
were doing it, but it seemed as if the “stage” had 
expanded to something several times the size of the 
whole academy.  She was getting tired from all the 
walking!  The walled area was very strange, too; it 
had a standard wooden and iron door in it, but 
inside, it was just a square, maybe six meters by 
six, open to the sky, but with ten meter tall walls.  
She’d been laying out all the supplies, and under the 
wizard’s direction, she started to use the white 
powder to inscribe the dirt floor with the patterns 
he directed.  “No, you silly thing!  What kind of an 
apprentice ARE you!  YOU KNOW you have to be naked to 
inscribe those symbols!  No, No, NO! you don’t have 
to strip off the jewelry too!  You know some of those 
are amulets for your protection!  Just the loincloth 
and the top……”  Tanj shrugged, not caring about 
being nude anymore; besides, she’d been tripping over 
the end of the loincloth anyways.  

She inscribed the patterns on the ground, lit the 
braziers, and burned the incense, all as instructed. 
The wizard bade her kneel behind him, as he set his 
large book on a stand, near one of the braziers.  He 
scowled over the text for a few minutes and then 
raised both arms and started to read the incantation.  
He’d gotten about four sentences into it when a small 
gust of wind made the candles gutter and flicker, and 
made the incense smoke swirl and twist.  And whether 
it was the smoke, or the dust, the Wizard sneezed.

Tanj gaped as, with the sneeze, there was a 
blinding flash of light, and a hint of flames, and 
the Wizard vanished, his pointy hat falling to the 
ground in a small puff of dust.  “OH Crap!” thought 
Tanj; “now what do I do?”  She looked around for a 
minute, half expecting him to pop back into 
existence, probably with a box of tissues, blowing 
his nose. Finally, though she gave up and rose to her 
feet to look at the book of magic.  There at the top 
was a stern warning saying that any variation from 
the incantation, once started, would produce 
immediate and dire consequences.  Tanj turned to 
look at the Magician’s hat, and then back at the 
book; “Yeah, guess so!” she thought.  Turning the 
page back, to look at the beginning of the section, 
she read aloud (obviously for the benefit of the 
audience); “The Green Monster of Panhyrion…………  Its 
squirming tendrils…… Hmmmmmm can’t read some of 
this………  Sexually satisf………   something……… any 
maiden?  Is this saying that the monster will 
sexually satisfy any maiden?  Is that what she wants 
it for?  I dunno, too many words in there I can’t 
read………”  Tanj looked up from the book, as if 
glancing about to see if the Wizard had made it back 
yet.  “Obvioulsly” she thought; “From the way they’ve 
set this up, I’m supposed to be intrigued by the 
spell, read the incantation, and then deal with the 
monster.  Its suggested that I’ll have a great time 
with it, obviously what that princess type was after, 
but knowing this group, there’s gotta be a twist.  
They don’t do nice things for furrs like me.  Still, 
what choice do I have?”

Turning the page back, Tanj looked at the 
beginning of the incantation.  She played at being 
hesitant, for a moment, and then as she looked again 
at the incantation, she let one paw glide down her 
tummy, to cup her sex; “Oh, what are you waiting for, 
Girl?” she thought to herself; “besides, you survived 
that other monster?  How much worse could this be?  
Might even be fun…..”  With that, she started reading 
the incantation, slowly, in a clear voice.  At the 
same point the wizard had faltered, the wind again 
sprang up, to make the candles flicker, to make the 
incense swirl; Tanj was ready, reading through 
slitted eyes, one paw over her nose.  The incantation 
went on for page after page, and as she read, 
mouthing nonsense words, the wind grew in intensity, 
until she was holding the book down to the stand with 
both paws, her hair streaming out behind her.  “Funny 
the candles don’t blow out” she thought.  “Oh well, 
special effects and all that”.  

As she finished the last word, the wind ceased as if 
someone had thrown a switch.  “They probably did” 
Tanj grinned to herself.  All was quiet.  Too 
quiet.  Tanj slowly closed the book of magic and 
slowly padded out into the center of the diagram that 
she’d drawn.  She looked about, and then looked up at 
the stars overhead, and shrugged; “maybe I did 
something wr……”

She felt something touch her ankle; just a light 
touch; she looked down and noticed a tiny green 
tendril had emerged from the ground, like a plant 
growing at unusual speed.  Bending down to look at 
it, Tanj realized that she could actually see it 
growing; it was getting longer and thicker, and it 
was slowly curling around her ankle.  “This is the 
green monster?” she thought to herself, and then she 
couldn’t help but laugh; “All those disasters with 
gardens when I was a cub and now, NOW I finally make 
something grow?”  She shook her head and turned to 
head towards the door, but only got a step; the 
tendril was still tight around her ankle, and it was 
growing tighter by the second.  “Hey, leggo!” she 
muttered as she tried to extract her foot.  She was 
using both paws to peel back its tip, as she felt 
another tendril brush against her other foot; 
shifting to look down she eeeped as she realized that 
tendrils were emerging from all over the ground, 
within the symbol she’d drawn.  Forgetting her 
resolve to put up with whatever they threw at her, 
she fought the tendrils around one foot, only to have 
it recaptured as she turned to work at the other.  In 
a moment, she felt her tail captured, and then one 
paw was snagged.  She struggled against the growing 
vines, gradually loosing more and more ground, her 
movements diminishing as the vines grew in thickness 
and power.  She knew she was in major trouble when 
her feet left the ground………

The vines thickened as they lengthened, and with 
their increased strength, lifted Tanj, to hold her 
a body’s length above the ground, her body leaning 
back slightly from the vertical.  Tendrils wrapped 
around her ankles, above and below her knees, 
spreading her legs uncomfortably wide.  Other 
tendrils held her wrists, and upper arms, pulling 
against those that held her legs, stretching her as 
if she were on the rack.  Still more tendrils wound 
their way around her waist, and neck, holding her 
tight.  She moaned as she felt tendrils interweave 
themselves in her hair, pulling her head back hard.  
She felt tendrils wrap themselves around her ribs, 
their finely divided tips encircling her breasts to 
squeeze hard, making them jut out, like overinflated 
balloons glued to her chest, their minute tips 
actually entwining around her nipples, to tug at 
them!  She struggled against them, doing little more 
than making her body sway, increasingly unable to 
move in her leafy bondage, but even as she struggled, 
the vines holding her grew thorns, making such 
movements very ill-advised.

Tanj gasped and stiffened as she felt tendrils 
slide over her sex, and probe under her tail; she 
opened her mouth to scream, but as she did so, 
something cool and slick forced itself into her 
mouth.  Her tongue told her it felt like some sort of 
cabbage leaf in texture, but before she could try and 
bite down on it, it puffed up, as if inflating with 
sap, to fill her mouth.  In an instant she was fully 
gagged by the leafy monstrosity, unable to make the 
slightest sound.  She did her best to shake her head 
as some foul tasting sap started to trickle down her 
throat from the bladder filling her mouth.

She couldn’t even mewl as tendrils forced their way 
into her pussy and ass; at first they felt like the 
finest of vines, less than a stylus’ thickness in 
width; however, like the rest of the leafy monster, 
they too grew at a horrendous rate.  She squirmed, or 
tried to as the vines grew to stunning thickness, 
filling her pussy and ass, stretching her, pushing 
forward until she was sure the one in her pussy was 
worming its way into her womb.  At first, the creepy 
sensations of the vines penetrating her had sent the 
shivers up and down her spine, leaving her on the 
verge of panic, but as the vines thickened, to 
pulsate with some inner energy, to wriggle and squirm 
within her, once again some portion of her brain took 
over and she began to moan in pleasure……

“My God” she thought; “I’m being raped by a 
vegetable!”  And as amazing as her situation was, as 
frightening, she still had to laugh to herself, 
thinking this a fitting revenge for all the times 
she’d played with herself, using a carrot, or a 
cucumber……  Resigning herself to her situation, and 
hoping that when the sun came up, the plant wouldn’t 
grow so strong it would rip her limb from limb, she 
surrendered to the strange pulsations filling her 
pussy and her ass.  Her muffled mewls gradually 
turned to squeals of pleasure, her struggles turning 
to attempts to increase the friction, or the 
sensation of this tendril, or that.  Succumbing to 
the pleasures of the plant, it wasn’t long before her 
body convulsed in a powerful climax.  She felt her 
own juices running freely down her thighs, and could 
imagine them dripping to the ground, to water the 
roots of the plant that possessed her so thoroughly.

The plant held her, continuing to pleasure her 
relentlessly, through the rest of the night; she lost 
count of her climaxes, the experience turning slowly 
into a dimly perceived sensation as the waves of 
pleasure coursed through her.  The plant monster 
turned her, holding her in different positions, 
twisting her this way and that, almost as if 
demonstrating what it could do with its captive…… 
Some small part of her mind wondered if there was 
something in the sap that the stem in her mouth kept 
secreting that so blurred her mind, so increased her 
passion and her lust.  It wasn’t until the sun crept 
over the top of the courtyard wall, that the plant’s 
tensions eased, lowering an almost unconscious 
Tanj to the ground.

The Wizard was still grumbling and cursing when he 
unbolted the door to the little alcove in the 
courtyard.  He stopped fast when he beheld the 
strange jungle within the symbol his apprentice had 
drawn the night before.  Drawing slightly closer, he 
peered into the leafy green, to behold her figure 
curled in a ball, on the ground.  Turning, he found 
several small stones, and carefully he threw them at 
her, finally awakening her.  His last thrown stone, 
however, bounced off Tanj to hit one of the thick 
green stems, and he had to jump back, to avoid its 
lash, as it whipped through the air, seemingly trying 
to make a grab for him.

Tanj arose sleepily, and staggered out of the 
jungle.  She looked curiously at the Wizard; “What 
happened to you?” she mumbled.  The wolf looked like 
he’d been badly singed.  He just shook his head; 
“lets say it was a hell of a night”.  Looking at the 
Jungle again he muttered; “I see you had better luck 
with the incantation; but tell me; the monster is 
supposed to be horribly fierce to anyone who falls 
into its clutches, unless mollified by the correct 
spells or sacrifice; how did you tame it to permit 
you to reside within its grasp?”  Tanj just 
smiled.

The instructor reviewed her performance with Tanj 
after the “play” had concluded.  He obviously was not 
as pleased with her performance this time, but still 
gave her passing marks; “your acting in the 
supplemental roles was quite good; you seemed to get 
into the part easily, and ad-libbed quite well.  
However, given your previous performance in the 
clutches of the monster, we were a little surprised 
that you didn’t seem, well, more “horrified” at the 
prospect of your fate.  Hmmmmmm.  Perhaps you’re 
getting too complacent.  We’ll have to see what we 
can do about that.”

Tanj purrrrrred as she settled into the hot water 
of the baths.  She was covered in small scratches, 
where the thorns of the monster’s vines had held her, 
or caressed her, and the hot soapy water stung.  
Withdrawing into herself, largely ignoring the others 
present, she thought about her day.  Was she getting 
used to having sex with almost anything under the 
sun?  When she’d finally calmed down, she’d actually 
enjoyed her interlude with the leafy thing.  Or could 
that have been a drug in the sap?  Would she do it 
again, by choice?  Probably not.  Still, she thought, 
she was coming to some sort of accommodation with her 
fate.  “Sometimes, when you can’t influence events” 
she thought, “its best just to enjoy the ride as best 
you can”.  


Tanj's Tale			         By Kittiara
The Road Less Traveled
Stardate 2397.62

Tanj stood in the Academy's punishment hall.  The 
young cheetah morph wore a stoic look on her face, as 
she mentally counted her own heartbeat.  It was the 
only way to keep track of time, to measure how much 
longer her punishment period would last. Not that she 
was particularly eager to see it over, in this 
particular case.......... Her punishment this time 
was comparatively "light", merely made to stand where 
others could see her, her nude form adorned with 
about three dozen clothespins.  Most of these made 
her breasts look like porcupines, but a good dozen or 
so were clamped firmly onto her labia...As she stood 
there quietly, she grinned in remembrance at what had 
landed her here.  In this case, living up to her name 
had been worth it.........

It had now been about two weeks since her first 
experience with the Themes, Scenes and Shows "class", 
and a week since her last "participation".  As the 
guard uncoupled her from the coffle and looped the 
handle of her leash on the hook outside the 
classroom's door, Tanj wondered what could 
possibly come next.  "Alien monsters and sex crazed 
tentacle festooned plants!  What could possibly come 
next?" She thought.  Then with a wry smile she 
thought "Probably don't want to know......"  
Patiently she waited for her classmates, and the 
instructor.

As she waited, she thought about the revelations that 
these classes had brought her.  Having realized that 
there was essentially nothing she could do about her 
situation, and moreover, about the "conditioning" 
that the academy was applying, she'd decided that 
until there might be something she could do about it 
all, she might as well just do whatever she could to 
enjoy life.  "After all, it's the only life I've got, 
or so it seems, and even this seems to beat the 
alternative."

It wasn't long before another coffle came by to drop 
off the lady skunk that had been her classmate.  The 
ocelot however was still not to be seen, and as the 
coffle moved off, the Skunkette broke the Academy's 
rule of silence to whisper; "did you hear what 
happened to James?"  Tanj, being gagged, could 
only shake her head no; she wasn't sure that James 
was their missing classmate, but suspected as much.  
It had been the Ocelot that had drawn the "improved" 
Alien monster scenario last time.  Tanj also 
wondered why the Skunk wasn't gagged, but just 
shrugged; sometimes, when the guards were in a hurry, 
they omitted that step.  Lucky her.

The Skunkette cautiously looked around, and then 
continued; "I heard that whatever happened to him in 
the last show left him a quivering mass of Jelly; 
that he hasn't been able to do Anything, and spends 
most of his time curled up in a ball!"  Tanj 
nodded slowly, and the skunk sighed; "wish you could 
tell me about that scene; I'm scared out of my wits!"  
Tanj looked up and saw their instructor coming, 
and seeing the look on her face, the Skunk looked 
down demurely, staying quiet.  The instructor gave 
them both a hard look, but just collected their 
leashes and led them into the anteroom that was the 
entrance to the backstage areas of their "classroom."

"Once again there have been adjustments to the 
system" He said.  "The backgrounds are now more 
detailed, and the supporting cast more numerous.  
Again, we expect you to ACT, to put forth a good 
show, and to be inventive in your responses.  Now 
here are your costumes."  The skunk looked at the 
skirt, blouse, and lab coat with dread.  Tanj 
pulled on the simple off-white muslin peasant blouse, 
and the colorful knee length skirt, adjusting the 
blouse so that it was off her shoulders.  As she used 
a short length of ribbon to tie her hair into a 
ponytail, she watched the Skunk move to her door.  
When it snicked open, the Skunkette hesitated so bad 
the instructor had to give her a none too gentle 
shove to get her to move through it.  Tanj was 
still trying to watch what was happening to her when 
her own door snicked open.  Pushing it open she moved 
into her own scene.

Tanj found herself in the back of a medium sized 
room, with a couple of dozen other young girls all 
similarly attired.  The room was of rough hewn beams 
and stucco walls, and was lit by several lanterns.  
The girls were all talking quietly among themselves, 
and there seemed to be a considerable tension in the 
air.  As Tanj looked around, she felt as if they 
were all waiting for a funeral to begin.........

Just as she was about to try and talk to one of the 
girls, the door in the far wall opened, and a large 
adult male waved the girls out of the room.  They 
trooped out solemnly, into a much larger room.  This 
one reminded Tanj of a meeting hall, with rows of 
benches, and a few tables.  A fireplace filled the 
far end of the room and added its light to the few 
lanterns scattered about.  As the girls entered, the 
eyes of all the adults present turned to look at 
them.  An elderly male Wolf, at the far end of the 
room rose to his feet, and held up his paws for 
silence.

"As you know" the Wolf said, "The Dragon has moved 
into our area.  In order to spare our lives, our 
homes and our crops, he has demanded the tribute of a 
virgin to be sacrificed to him".  All of our eligible 
girls have been assembled, and we will now draw lots 
to see which one shall be given to the Dragon.  
Somewhere one of the older ladies started to sob 
softly, obviously fearing for her daughter.

Tanj's first thought, as the village Elder made 
his announcement, was to wonder why there weren't any 
MALE virgins in the group?  Surely there had to be 
SOME......  but then, she thought with a grin, maybe 
the Dragon wasn't bent that way...... Especially if 
it's a Male......  Now did they sacrifice male 
virgins to a female Dragon?

Her attention was brought back to the event as one of 
the other elders held a jar aloft and the elderly 
wolf reached into it, to pull out a token.  "Emily 
Johnson" he called out in a solemn voice.  The young 
rabbit girl that walked shyly to the front of the 
room kept her eyes on her feet until she had moved in 
front of the elder that had called her name; then she 
looked up nervously at him and said; "Uh, Sir, um, 
well, Ah, I'm afraid..... you see, ah, Billy and I, 
well, ah, I'm afraid I no longer qualify.........  
The Elder's eyes went wide as the implications sank 
in, and somewhere in the crowd an older male rabbit 
stood up and shouted "Emily, you WHAT?  How could you 
disgra...... ah, Hmmmmmmm, yes, well, ah, we'll have 
to talk about this later........."

Tanj chuckled and shook her head; "Eminently 
logical, if you ask me" she thought to herself; "but 
surely they can't think I'M a virgin...... Oh 
nevermind, this is all make-believe anyways, isn't 
it?"  Then she thought of the alien monster and 
wasn't so sure.....

The Wolf shook his head, and gestured to two younger 
males, a Leopard, and a Wolverine, both heavily 
muscled prime specimens (or so Tanj thought).  
They grabbed Emily and lifted her up, their arms 
going behind her back, their other arms under her 
knees, lifting her up and spreading her legs wide.  
The male rabbit started to object as they exposed his 
daughter, but a look from the Elder silenced him.  
Moving around, he roughly examined the girl.  
Straightening with a growl he nodded for them to put 
her down.  Turning, he drove his hand into the jar, 
to pull out another token.  "Mary Beth Taylor" he 
growled.

This time it was a young otter who moved to the front 
of the room. She was a bit more brash; "Sorry, Sir, 
but I'm afraid I'm in the same situation as 
Emily......"  In the audience an older lady otter, 
apparently her mother, giggled and all but applauded; 
"Way to go, Mary Be.... Uh, um, No, Ah, SHAME on you 
daughter (giggle).  The wolf signaled his young 
assistants and they lifted the otter girl for his 
examination.  Once again, she was proven to be 
correct, and the young males released her.

The Elder jabbed his paw into the jar once again, and 
this time as he looked at the token a sly smile 
crossed his face; looking up, his gaze searched for a 
moment and then locked onto Tanj.  He didn't even 
try to hide the smirk in his voice as he read aloud 
"Tanj!".

Tanj sighed and moved slowly to the front of the 
room, all eyes following her.  At a signal from the 
Elder, the youths lifted Tanj up, tossing her 
skirt back, exposing her sex to public view, and to 
the rough examination of the Elder.  Looking up, he 
met her gaze, and once again smirked.  Turning to the 
crowd he raised his arms and declared; "She's a 
Virgin!"  Tanj managed to adopt a look of horror 
on her face as the two youths lowered her, but kept a 
firm grip on her, as if to prevent her escape.

As the two husky young males dragged her from the 
room, the crowd snickered, and threw catcalls at her.  
She heard "Yeah, Tanj, we knew you'd be the one" 
and "Yeah, no Boy'd save YOU from the Dragon!"  
Knowing it was just a play, Tanj still couldn't 
keep herself from hissing back at the crowd.
 
The torchlit procession out of the village was small, 
and Tanj wondered if perhaps the villagers were 
afraid of the Dragon.  As she was led through the 
fields and into the hills, again she wondered how the 
Academy was managing this trick; there was no way the 
whole "campus" was this large!  They'd traveled 
literally kilometers before they arrived at a rocky 
little ravine in the hills.  Here, an obvious place 
of sacrifice had been created.  The ground had been 
cleared, torches staked out, and in the middle, an... 
altar?  It was a huge block of stone, crudely carved 
into the shape of a "Y", its surface about waist 
high.  Its surface and sides were festooned with iron 
rings, and Tanj thought she knew what they were 
for......

The youths stripped Tanj rather roughly, jerking 
her skirt off, and literally ripping her blouse from 
her body.  They pushed her back onto the stone, and 
begin buckling her down.  Thick leather straps went 
around ankles, and thighs, holding her legs tight to 
the stone, forcing them WIDE apart.  The angles are 
just a little off, and her ass winds up mostly in 
mid-air, not quite on the stone.  Obviously, anyone 
walking up into the "V" of that part of the stone 
would have very easy access to her pussy and ass.  Of 
course, that was probably the idea……  They even 
strapped her tail down to the vertical part of the 
stone.  Straps also went around her waist, and chest, 
above and below her breasts.  There was even a strap 
for her neck, but this was a little difficult, as the 
stone ended at her shoulders, leaving her head to 
dangle off its edge.  Still, she held her head up as 
best possible, to watch them.....  Her arms were 
pulled down along the sides of the bottom of the "Y", 
and strapped to the stone, pulled TIGHT.
  
When they were done, one of the youths dragged his 
paw over her very exposed sex, and then over one 
breast.  He acted as if he wanted to play with her 
some, as he muttered; "a waste in a way, but if it'll 
save the rest of us......" But then a distant noise, 
a cross between a scream and a roar was heard, and 
the villagers fled with looks of alarm on their 
faces.

Tanj watched them go, and then when she couldn't 
hold her head up any longer, let it fall back, 
eliciting an "OUCH" as the back of her head struck 
the cold stone.  She laid there for a while, 
pondering how well set up she was for sex.  Pussy, 
ass and mouth were all very easily accessible.  
"Somehow" she thought, "In a position like this, I 
just can't see the Dragon eating me...... Um, like 
for Breakfast.  Oh hell, you know what I 
mean........."

The ground shook slightly, the vibrations becoming 
more powerful with his approaching tread, and Tanj 
began to wonder just how big this Dragon was.  
Finally he came into view, moving between two rocks 
(admittedly upside-down from Tanj's point of 
view), and Tanj blinked; "gotta be really solid; 
he's not THAT big.  Certainly not much bigger than 
some of the Bears or Minotaurs I've come to know.  
The Dragon was roughly humanoid, jet black, and over 
eight feet tall, with large leathery wings folded 
behind his back.  He was walking on two legs, with a 
long serpentine tail trailing behind him, and a 
triangular, reptillian head casting about on the end 
of a long neck.  "Still, he looks pretty fierce, in a 
dragonny kinda way" she thought.  "Hung too" she 
noted with a wry smile. 

The Dragon hissed as he caught sight of Tanj in 
the torchlight.  Tanj suddenly remembers just 
where she is and what she's supposed to be doing and 
lets out a strangled squeak of horror, her eyes wide.  
The Dragon seemed pleased at his victim’s terror, and 
stalked closer, to sniff at her.  Tanj moaned 
softly as the Dragon's forked tongue flicked out, 
almost as if he were tasting her.  The tongue started 
on her tummy, and slowly writhed down over one hip, 
and then flicked up across her pussy, making Tanj 
stifle a gasp.  The Dragon then slowly brought his 
head up, his tongue flicking out to dance over her 
ribs, and her breasts, before almost coiling around 
her neck.

Tanj moaned; "Oh, MERCY; please don't hurt me!"  
Getting no response, Tanj just mewled in fear.  
The Dragon's tongue danced over her face, making her 
flinch, before teasing one of her ears.  As the 
tongue teased her ear, she moaned and struggled 
against her bonds. But as she struggled, she heard 
the Dragon whisper into her ear; "you're not really 
terrified, are you?  I'm not really going to hurt 
you...."

Tanj jumped a little as the dragon whispered in 
her ear.  Shaking her head from side to side as if to 
be shed of his tongue she whispers back; "uh, not 
really; its just that your tongue TICKLES!  But, uh, 
I don't think I've seen your kind before, either.  By 
the way, I'm called Tanj".  The Dragon moved his 
head to slithers his tongue down over her breasts, 
making her gasp involuntarily, and then slowly worked 
back to her neck, to whisper; "Hi, I'm Saganth; 
pleased to meet you.  Yeah, we’re kinda rare in this 
part of the galaxy."  Tanj stifled a giggle, and 
whispered: "Glad we were able to be properly 
introduced; you know, etiquette is so often 
overlooked when sacrificing a virgin to a dragon."  
Then it was Saganth's turn to try and stifle a 
chuckle.  Tanj continued; "They give you a script 
for this?"  Saganth made a big show of torturing 
Tanj's ear with tongue and fangs, to her "obvious" 
disgust, as he whispered; "Just to ravish you, make 
it look like I fucked you to death, and leave your 
body tied to the stone, covered in cum, why?"  
Tanj let loose a mournful wail and then whispered 
back; "cuz I got an idea for a variation in the 
script; NO ONE ever TOLD me what I was supposed to 
do, but here's my idea........."

The Dragon's tongue squirmed deep in Tanj's ear as 
she finished whispering; raising his head, the Dragon 
hissed evilly and moved around the stone to stand at 
its lower end; reaching down to hold Tanj's head 
in both his taloned hands.  Tilting it backwards, he 
proceeded to rub his slowly growing member against  
her face.  Tanj, for her part, moaned and 
struggled against her bonds, her piteous mewlings 
suddenly silenced as the Dragon drove the head of his 
cock into her mouth.  Tanj found his size a bit of 
a problem; he was probably the largest male she'd 
ever had, but considering the training techniques of 
the academy, probably not the largest phallus she'd 
ever had presented to her lips.  Her jaws ached from 
being stretched so wide, but her tongue knew what to 
do, and she licked at him furiously as he slowly 
fucked her mouth.  She gagged when the head of her 
cock struck the back of her throat, but with her head 
tilted back the way it was, there was little she 
could do but acquiesce as he slowly worked his huge 
cock down her throat.

He didn't treat her as roughly as she feared; his 
hips moving slowly, smoothly as he drove his tool in 
and out of her mouth, and down her throat, never 
lingering long enough to make her gasp for air. 
Still, the gag reflex forced her to swallow as he 
pressed his groin to her muzzle, and he really seemed 
to like that, her throat muscles rippling along the 
length of his shaft.  Thankfully, it wasn't long 
before he was panting hard, and then with a hissss, 
he pulled his cock out, to stroke it with one taloned 
hand, to spurt his load all over her stomach and 
breasts.  When he'd run dry, he rubbed the dripping 
head of his cock over her mouth, and then moved to 
stalk around to the other end of the stone, moving 
with a reptilian grace into the "V" portion...... 
Moving between her legs. 

Saganth crouched, dropping to all fours, to nuzzle 
and lick at her pussy.  For her part, Tanj had 
made a face at the taste of his cum, and then gasped 
in horror as she felt his tongue.  She howled as that 
long serpent tongue slithered deep into her pussy and 
she struggled at her bonds as its forked tip stroked 
her most sensitive places.  It didn't seem to take 
that long before Tanj was panting heavily, and the 
Dragon was hard again.  Rising, standing straight, he 
pressed the head of his thick shaft insistently into 
Tanj's now very wet pussy.  As her sore throat had 
told her, he WAS hung, and she had no difficulty 
mewling in mock horror as he slowly forced his thick 
shaft into her pussy, stretching her until she 
thought she was going to split in twain.  She gasped 
as he forced more and more of that huge shaft into 
her, until he was balls deep within her.  She raised 
her head to look down her body, muscles straining, 
convinced that her stomach must be bulging from that 
huge shaft stuffed into her.  And she knew that when 
he started moving, that it was going to be 
fantastic.......

The Dragon started slowly at first, waiting until 
Tanj had been stretched enough to accommodate him.  
However, before long he was thrusting into her 
roughly, his scaled cock sending Tanj into climax 
after climax; she flailed and moaned and howled and 
shuddered, not having to fake anything for this 
audience.  She'd completely lost track of how many 
climaxes the Dragon had driven her to, when once 
again, he pulled out, to stroke his cock as he 
drenched Tanj's body in his cum, spurts traveling 
as far as her face......

Tanj panted hard, eyes closed, head fallen back 
once again against the cold stone as she tried to 
recover.  After a while, when she'd regathered her 
wits, and caught her breath, she raised her head to 
look around.  The dragon was reclining against one of 
the rock walls of the ravine, just looking at her.  
Tanj got the impression that he too was resting, 
trying to recover.  Probably getting ready for the 
big finale......

Dropping her head back against the stone, Tanj 
moaned; "Please, Sir, spare me.  There's no need to 
kill me.  I've proven that I can satisfy you......  
Instead of killing me, please take me with you.  I 
promise I'll keep you well satisfied......"  She 
paused and then heard the Dragon rumble; "why would 
you wish to go with me?  Merely to save your 
worthless hide?"  Tanj moaned and shook her head; 
"I've no life here.  Most in the village dislike me, 
torment me.  I couldn't even interest any of the boys 
or men, to...... relieve me of my virginity, to save 
me from this!  I'd always planned on leaving the 
village at the first opportunity, to seek new 
horizons, new and exciting places.  The only thing I 
had to look forward to there would have been an 
"arranged" marriage to some poor sod that couldn't 
afford better, merely a...... an asset to increase my 
father's herds.  Spare me, take me with you, and I'll 
see to your every need........."

The Dragon thought about this proposal for a few 
minutes and finally nodded slowly.  By this time, 
Tanj had raised her head again, to stare at him 
beseechingly, looking down between her breasts at 
him.  Her neck muscles were trembling with fatigue 
but she struggled to hold his gaze.  Finally he 
nodded, staring her in the eye; "If you can truly 
prove that you can satisfy me, I'll do as you ask; 
fail, and I'll rip your body asunder and leave you 
here to rot."  With that the Dragon once again rose 
to his feet, to approach her.

Tanj MOANED as she felt his cockhead touch her 
again, not at the entrance to her pussy, but lower, 
at her ass.  Enough of her juices had flowed down her 
crack, that she was well lubricated enough, and the 
Dragon's cock was still slick with her juices; never 
the less, he rubbed his cockhead back and forth 
gathering even more of her nectar.  Tanj 
whimpered, her eyes WIDE at the thought of his huge 
cock in her ass, finally letting her head fall back 
to rest against the cold stone.
  
Again, Saganth pressed gently, more gently than she 
would have expected for a Dragon, or for most males, 
slowly driving his cockhead into her ass, taking his 
time.  He worked it in slowly, giving her time to 
adjust, her anal ring stretched unbelievably; even 
so, she let out little squeaks of pain each time he 
drove a little more into her.  Tanj panted and 
moaned in relief as she realized that he wasn't going 
to try and force his entire shaft into her either. 
After a bit, he held still for a few moments, and 
feeling her relax a little, started a slow thrusting.  
Even so it was all Tanj could do not to cry out 
with each thrust......

Tanj jerked in her bonds as she felt his hand 
caress her mons.  As he fucked her ass slowly, he 
stroked her, rubbing her clitty, occasionally working 
fingers into her pussy.  She found the feel of his 
smooth scaly skin most unique and quite sensual, and 
was soon moaning through yet another climax.  The 
spasmodic contraction of her muscles must have been 
all he needed, as it was shortly thereafter, that he 
YANKED his cock out of her ass, to once again spray 
his seed over her body.  She YOWLED as he yanked his 
cock out so forcefully, the sudden pain causing her 
to faint.  She never felt him undo her restraints, to 
pick her up softly, and carry her away from the 
altar, obviously taking her with him, granting her 
wish.

Tanj's head snapped up, eliciting an "OW!" from 
her, as her sore neck muscles protested.  The 
instructor had used an inhalant to bring her around, 
once Saganth had carried her "backstage".  The 
instructor was fuming, furious that Tanj had not 
followed the script.  Tanj tried to explain that 
she'd never SEEN a script, but that only made him 
madder.  What really drove him over the edge was when 
some of the dignitaries that had been watching the 
performance came backstage to congratulate him on a 
brilliant performance!  He couldn't admit that the 
entire ending that they found so novel had been ad-
libbed!

Tanj shifted from foot to foot slightly, counting 
her own heartbeat.  "Should be about over by now" she 
thought to herself.  "It was worth it, too" she 
thought with a hidden smile.  "I just loved messing 
with his "play".  And I met a nice Dragon in the 
process.  Could have done without the oral sex, and 
definitely without the anal sex, but OH, how I loved 
how he fucked me!" she thought, a trace of a smile 
forming behind her gag.  Thinking of the instructor’s 
reaction, she thought; "He could have given me a much 
more sever punishment; Lord knows he doesn't need any 
excuse to do so.  Maybe this isn't so bad, if you 
know how to "play the system."  She grinned a little 
more widely around her gag.  It was just a few 
minutes later, when a couple of guards came through 
the far door to walk up to her.  Tanj carefully 
composed her face, not wanting them to see anything 
but a penitent slave.  "Saw the tape of your 
performance, Tanj", the big Tiger purrrrred.  "It 
was great.  Pity about your classmates though.  I 
understand the Skunk's still catatonic.  What you got 
that let you survive that scene when the others 
didn't?"  The Wolf with him chuckled; "Well, whatever 
you got, I guess its what it takes.  You passed the 
class!"  With that, the two guards reached out to 
start plucking the clothespins from Tanj's body.  
As the blood rushed painfully back into the pinched 
areas, Tanj HOWLED into her gag, as the guards 
chuckled. 

Tanj's Story;  The Party                                                                                          
By Kittiara


Tanj moaned into her gag, as she struggled with her bonds.  
Being tied in one position, any position, immobile, for a 
long period of time was painful, but this position was 
particularly so.  Her paws had been tied together at the 
wrist, thumbs and middle finger, and fastened to the wall 
over her  head.  At first, Tanj thought she'd merely be 
left to stand there, in the punishment hall, but then the 
guards had fastened padded cuffs around her ankles and 
pulled her feet up and apart, to tie them to widely spaced 
rings in the wall above her head, leaving her bent double, 
and her crotch  prominently exposed.  Again, as an added 
punishment, weights hung from her nipple rings, her right 
nipple freshly pierced.  The rings were a visible and 
lasting sign of the major punishments she'd accrued in her 
time at the "academy".

The academy had thrown a "party" for a very select list of 
patrons, customers, and suppliers.  The academy was a semi-
official branch of the planetary government, a training 
facility for "personal" slaves.  In other words, for 
turning those that couldn't pay their bills, or who had 
otherwise wound up incarcerated by the government for non-
violent crimes, into sex slaves for those rich and 
perverted enough to find that of interest.  The nominal 
excuse for the party was "founder's day", the day the first 
colonists had landed on that planet.  For the party, food 
and drink was freely available, and all the "students" were 
turned out, loose and unfettered, for the amusement of the 
guests.  What generally wound up happening was a very free-
floating orgy, with the guests indulging themselves with 
each other, or, at their whim, with any of the "students".  
Instructors cruised the party, watching, evaluating style, 
and more importantly, "attitude", checking up on how their 
charges were doing......

Tanj had a strategy; some of the guests were known to have 
notable kinks, some of them significantly unpleasant for 
the student that drew their attention.  All things 
considered, Tanj would rather have a pleasant evening, and 
she had worked out a plan that she thought would allow her 
the best possible time, given the circumstances.  Her idea 
was to find a suitable stud, A guest attending the party 
alone; she'd occupy his time, completely monopolizing him, 
to the point where no one else will bother her.

As the guards released her into the growing party, Tanj 
glanced over the crowd.  "Urrrrrrrr, look at those over 
there, setting up the bondage cross, and laying out 
whips......... nope, thats _exactly_ what I want to stay 
away from" she thought to herself.  She watched as one of 
her friends, Marla, the she-wolf, was snatched by a 
pleasant looking, if large male polar-bear morph, but then, 
as he clipped a short lead to Marla's collar and jerked her 
down onto her knees by his feet, Tanj thought that even 
that might not be so enviable an "associate".  Gazing at 
the crowd from behind a pillar, she watched the entrance 
carefully.  Finally, she spotted a rather large Lion-morph, 
standing in the reception area, looking just a little lost.  
"Purrrrrrfect", she though, as she sashayed up to him.

Tanj walked up to her "target", and smiled up at him as 
innocently as possible; my, but he was a big one.  Must 
have been almost two feet taller than her own 5' 10".  
"Good Day, Master", she said; "May I . . . . um, "assist" 
you with anything?  He looked down and smiled; "this place 
has changed a lot since the last time I was here....." he 
rumbled.  "Perfect", Tanj thought.  "Let me show you 
around, then; perhaps we can find ways to bring back some 
memories of this place" Tanj purrrrrred.  Taking him by the 
paw she led him off, down a side corridor, completely 
missing the somewhat pained look that crossed his face.  
Tanj showed him through the more highly decorated "public" 
areas of the academy; the main hall, the dining hall, and 
so forth, all the while leading him towards the "theme 
rooms".  He stopped for a moment to watch a tableau as they 
passed through the punishment hall.  One of the male slaves 
had been dragooned by a trio of guests and was being 
expertly bound to a post.  By the paddles, crops and such 
being laid out, it was obvious what was about to happen, 
but to Tanj's surprise, the Lion led her off out of the 
hall when one of the guests gleefully started to lay out a 
selection of feathers.....  "I feel sorry for that poor 
sod" he rumbled; "but at the moment, there ain't a damn 
thing I can do for him......"  Tanj did her best to 
reassert "control" and lead him towards her chosen 
destination.

After passing through a few more halls, and by luck, not 
encountering any other guests, Tanj managed to lead him 
into one of the "theme" rooms.  These were artistically 
decorated to yield a certain "mood", for the "students" to 
entertain honored guests.  The one Tanj had chosen, on a 
bit of a whim, was the room with the "Arabian nights" 
theme.  It resembled a Bedouin's tent, the floor soft and 
shifting sand under spread intricately woven carpets.  It 
was lit with oil lanterns, the air full of incense.  Of 
course, there were innumerable pillows scattered about, and 
the stout "tent poles" had rings attached, so that the 
guests could restrain their playtoys.....  No sooner had 
she dragged him through the door than she turned and knelt 
at his feet, to gently nuzzle his crotch.  As she 
suspected, he was almost hard already, the various sights 
and scenes they'd passed by obviously having fired his 
imagination.  As she nuzzled gently, her hands found the 
fastening on his pants, releasing it, allowing them to 
slide down, and pool at his feet.  She purrrrred with 
delight as she found him every bit as large as she'd hoped, 
and before long, she was enthusiastically sucking on his 
hard cock.

The goal, after all, was to remain not unpleasantly 
occupied until the end of the party, so Tanj was in no 
hurry to bring him off; she used every trick at her 
disposal to bring him to the very edge, and then keep him 
there.  To her amazement, he didn't seem to object, but 
just stood there, panting, making an occasional mewling 
sound as she did something he particularly liked.  Tanj 
found this surprising, as most males she'd had experience 
with would have grabbed her ears and fucked her face until 
they came; this one, however, seemed to be relishing her 
mastery of her task.  Finally, however, Tanj's jaws started 
to ache, and she sped her motions some.  As if reading her 
mind, he started to move his hips, gently at first, until, 
moments later, in the throes of his orgasm, he placed a paw 
at the back of her head, and drove his cock deep into her 
mouth, to fire his seed against the back of her throat.

Tanj purrrrrred and slowly moved her head back, as his paw 
released her; she carefully sucked and licked his cock 
clean, and then sat back on her heels, to look up at him, 
grinning.  "Oh, that was good, very good; in fact that was 
probably the best I've had in years" he rumbled.  Tanj kept 
her pleased smile on her face, but couldn't help but wonder 
who in his past had actually sucked him off better than 
_that_?  her pride somewhat wounded, she determined that as 
things progressed, she'd leave him convinced she was the 
best he'd ever had!  Smiling, she rose, and turned, to find 
the artfully concealed bar, and in a moment she returned 
with a tray bearing a wineglass and a bottle of the 
Academy's finest.  She found him reclining on a pile of 
pillows, looking every bit the monarch, used to being 
waited on by a nubile slave.  "If he's playing a part, 
falling into the mood of this place" Tanj thought, "he's 
doing it well.......  I wonder who he _really_ is?"  
Kneeling, she poured the wine and with both paws offered 
him the glass.  He took it and regarded her for a moment 
over the rim of the glass.  Tanj felt herself blushing, for 
reasons she couldn't quite explain, and looked down, 
kneeling in the proper position for a slave; knees well 
spread, paws on thighs, back straight, head down.  She 
heard him take a sip and then rumble in approval; "thats 
good; in fact its excellent.  But I bet _you_ never get to 
sample the Academy's best".  Tanj shook her head no, 
suddenly worried about where this might lead.  She caught 
him moving, from the corner of her eye, and then blinked as 
he reached out to place a finger under her chin, tilting 
her head back.  She looked up at him, and found him 
smiling; with his other paw he brought the glass to her 
lips and tilted it back slowly.  Tanj took a small sip, 
amazed at his kindness.  Despite her efforts to make sure 
they were alone and undisturbed, she was suddenly afraid 
that someone would see; the "students" here were NOT 
supposed to touch that stuff themselves, and she was 
worried that even if it'd been _HIS_ idea, she'd be 
punished anyway.  Seeing the look of concern on her face, 
the Lion just smiled and downed the rest of the glass, as 
if dismissing the problem.

As he leaned back onto the pillows, he motioned Tanj 
forward, and she smiled as she literally crawled up his 
body; as she squirmed, rubbing herself against him, she was 
pleased to find him once again hard.......  Having squirmed 
and wriggled up far enough for the head of his cock to slip 
between her thighs, she found herself at just the right 
elevation to kiss him, which she did.  She purrrrrred into 
the kiss as she felt his paws slide down her back, to cup 
her ass, to hold her as his hips rose a little, pressing 
his cockhead against her dripping sex.  Breaking the kiss; 
she slid back a little, oooooooohing as she felt his cock 
slide between her labia.  Grinning at him, holding his 
gaze, she slid back a little more, as she sat up, until she 
sat astride his hips, perpendicular to his body, his cock 
fully embedded within her.  She held that pose, for a 
moment, telling herself she'd let him get a good look at 
her like that, but secretly trying to regain her breath; 
Lord, he felt HUGE inside her, and she felt like she was 
afraid to move, for fear of ripping something.  He just 
grinned back, however, and folded his arms under his head, 
as if to say;  "you do all the work; please me, Slave".

It took a moment, but Tanj finally regathered her wits.  
Rising a bit on her knees, she slowly rolled her hips, 
moving them like an ancient Terran Hula dancer.  Of course, 
this made his hard cock move inside her, and she was 
convinced that he would have heard her stifled gasp if it 
hadn't been for his own moan of pleasure. . . .  Placing 
her paws on his chest, she slowly started to ride his cock, 
repeatedly bringing him to the edge, before stopping, 
holding his cock in her pussy, until he'd calmed some.  Of 
course, the pleasure wasn't all lost on him, and in the 
process of holding him on the edge, she herself had several 
lovely (if quiet) climaxes.  She stretched it all out as 
long as she dared, watching his face carefully for signs, 
clues as to his thoughts.  When she thought he couldn't 
take it any more, she moved her paws behind her, to cup and 
tease his balls, as she rose and fell, faster and faster, 
until once again, she felt his cock start to throb and 
spurt.  She purrrrrrrrrrowled loudly and tightened her 
vaginal muscles around his cock as he came, and closing her 
eyes and arching her back, she allowed herself to loose 
herself in the sensations, climaxing once again.

As she slowly regained her wits, as she felt his motions 
still beneath her, she let herself fall forward, to lay on 
his chest.  They both panted, in a lovely state of 
exhaustion, but after a while, they'd both recovered their 
breath, and he was starting to move a bit under her.  "Now 
what can I come up with?" Tanj thought.  "I can't let him 
go back to the party; its MUCH too early.  Who _knows_ who 
might snag me away, to what unpleasant fate?".  Tanj smiled 
and kissed him again, and squirmed down a little, until his 
flaccid cock rested between her breasts.  She purrrred and 
licked softly at the head of his cock as she squeezed her 
upper arms tight to her body, trapping his cock between her 
soft breasts.  Once again, he just put his arms beneath his 
head, looking down along his body as if more than willing 
to just watch as Tanj demonstrated her skill.  Taking that 
as encouragement to proceed, Tanj continued to lick at his 
cock as she used her paws to push her breasts together.  
Moving softly, she managed to rock back and forth, sliding 
his once again hard shaft through the valley between her 
breasts.  She licked at his cockhead with all her skill, 
and after a while, was rewarded with yet another geyser of 
sticky white cum.  Purrrring, she licked every drop from 
his tummy, leaving what droplets there were on her breasts 
in place, as a badge of her skill.  As she licked him, she 
wondered at the time; "how much longer before its "safe"? 
she wondered.  As she cuddled him, tongue flicking out to 
tease, just enough to keep him from going completely soft, 
she wondered how many more orgasms he was good for tonight.  

Suddenly she became aware of another couple in the room.  A 
well dressed lady otter had led a minotaur into the room by 
a leash; she seemed completely oblivious to their presence 
as she tied his lead to one of the tent poles and started 
to disrobe.  Both Tanj and the Lion watched as she 
carefully folded each piece of her outfit until except for 
her jewelry, she was as nude as her slave.  Tanj softly 
fondled the Lion's balls, giving his cock an occasional 
lick as the otteress reached up to grab both of the 
Minotaur's horns, dragging his head down, forcing him to 
his knees.  Without a word, she directed his muzzle to her 
sex, and then moaned in delight as he started to lick her.  
Tanj had seen the Minotaur around the Academy; he was in a 
more advanced class than she was, and should be graduating 
soon; judging my the soft noises of pleasure that the 
otteress was making, he must have been fairly skilled too. 

By the time the Minotaur had licked the otteress to her 
second climax, Tanj had licked the Lion's cock back to its 
engorged state; as they both watched, the otteress turned 
and crouched, presenting her ass to the Minotaur.  He lost 
no time in moving up behind her, his leash still tied to 
the tentpole, going taut.  She teased him, staying just out 
of range, making him low in frustration as he tried to 
bring his truly monstrous cock to her pussy.  As Tanj 
watched, she moved, and straddled the Lion's hips, facing 
away from him, but towards the others; once again, she sank 
down on his cock, and as the otteress relented and backed 
just enough to let the Minotaur mount her, she started to 
slowly ride the Lion's cock.  The Minotaur was everything 
Tanj expected a raging bull to be and he fucked the 
otteress hard.  The only thing that kept him from driving 
her across the floor was the tight leash, constraining him 
to the tentpole.  Tanj moved slowly, a pattern of motion 
exactly opposite that of the Minotaur, but the Lion didn't 
seem to mind, as he too took in the performance.  Finally 
the Minotaur came with a bellow, his cock pumping so much 
cum into the otteress that amazing amounts leaked from 
around his shaft, to pool on the carpet.  After a few 
minutes, the otteress pulled herself free, and quietly 
gathering up her clothes, she took the leash and led the 
now quiet Minotaur from the room.  Tanj just shook her head 
as she slowly rode the Lion's cock.  "I'm amazed she can 
still walk", she mumbled.

The Minotaur seemed to have inspired the Lion.  As the 
Otteress led off her stud, he moved his paws to hold Tanj's 
hips.  His legs moved back, sliding underneath him as he 
rose powerfully to his knees, toppling Tanj forward, until 
he covered her in the same manner the Minotaur had covered 
the Otteress.  Moving with smooth powerful strokes, he 
began to fuck Tanj in earnest, pounding his cock into her 
with a ferocity at least as great as that of the Minotaur.  
It wasn't long before Tanj was quivering in the throes of 
another climax, and as her pussy spasmed around his hard 
cock, he came once again.

As they cuddled afterwards, Tanj purrrred; "Mmmmmmm, that 
was great; you're really very good; pity you'll never know 
just how _intense_ an orgasm can feel. . . . ."  He tilted 
his head up a little and looked at her, raising one 
eyebrow; "Hmmmmmm?  How's that?"  Tanj grinned to herself; 
"got him hooked, now lets see if I can reel him in... . . .  
." she thought to herself.  "Oh, well, it all has to do 
with sensory deprivation. . .   Something I discovered in 
the "bondage" class.  They put me in this hood; couldn't 
speak, couldn't hear, couldn't see, but when I was touched, 
_WOW_, the effect was so greatly magnified by the loss of 
my other senses. . .  . ."  He grinned softly; "oh, so you 
think if I was in a similar situation, the enhanced 
sensitivity to touch would lead me to a more powerful 
orgasm?"  Tanj just grinned and nodded; "still, thats not 
the kind of thing guests do here.  Wouldn't be "proper".  
And besides, maybe it wouldn't work for you as well as it 
works for me.......  Maybe you could try it sometime at 
home, but, well, _I_ wouldn't be there to do the 
touching........"

The Lion grinned at her; "I have _seldom_ been accused of 
doing the "proper" thing..... Besides, this is a night for 
excesses, isn't it?  And if you're going to squeeze one 
more orgasm out of me, its most likely going to have to 
take something special.....  Sure, why not?  But I bet you 
can't find a hood that'll fit me."  Tanj smiled to herself; 
"little does he know _THIS_ place", she thought to herself.  
Before he could change his mind, Tanj turned and crawled 
off, to where the toy locker was hidden beneath a pile of 
pillows.  While she couldn't find an all-encompassing 
"hood", she did find a head harness that she thought would 
fit, with an attached gag and blindfold, along with some 
wrist and ankle restraints she thought might fit him.  
Returning, she found him watching her with a keen interest, 
apparently relaxed, but she thought she could detect a 
certain excitement, a noticeable tension......

She started by gently presenting the gag to his lips; as 
his mouth opened, she pushed it in and then tightened the 
straps around the back of his head.... not as tightly as 
they would have been tightened on her, of course, but then 
he _was_ a guest.....  Slowly she buckled the straps of the 
harness around his head, finishing with the blindfold.  
"There, now can you see anything?" she purrrred.  He shook 
his head no, obviously unable to speak.  "Good" purrred 
Tanj, adding the finishing touches, earplugs designed for 
feline ears.  Now that he was unable to "object", Tanj 
fastened the wristlets around his wrists, and linked them 
together, and then linked that to the D ring at the very 
top of the head harness.  It made him look like a prisoner, 
with his paws on top of his head, and Tanj had to smile.  
Gently she pushed him back onto the cushions, then using 
the anklets to fasten his feet together.  

Tanj looked down on her "captive", stretched out on the 
pillows; "Delectable" she thought.  Bending over she softly 
ran her tongue along his cock.  She smiled as even this 
slight touch caused him to stiffen noticeably.  She 
exercised her talent to tease, licking him softly, here, 
pausing, then there, until he was rock hard, and starting 
to squirm.  She was crouched over him, just about to take 
the head of his throbbing cock in her mouth, when the door 
to the room opened again.  Glancing up, her tongue barely 
touching the head of her cock, Tanj beheld a small 
entourage entering the room.

In the lead was a haughty looking Mink, decked out in an 
obviously expensive, if very risqué dress, and carrying a 
riding crop.  She was followed closely by two rather large, 
and apparently twin male Wolves.  The Otteress smirked; 
"Well, well, what HAVE we here?  Could it be a Slave 
pleasuring a Slave?  My, how very NAUGHTY!"  Tanj wondered 
why the Mink couldn't see that the Lion wasn't wearing a 
standard Slave's collar, but then she realized that with 
his mane of hair, she probably just assumed it was hidden.  
She opened her mouth to explain, but before she could get a 
word out, the Mink stepped forward and brought the riding 
crop down across her muzzle!  "I'll tell you when you can 
talk, SLAVE!  Now kneel properly in front of me, or you'll 
feel the sting of my crop again!" she hissed!  Tanj meekly 
knelt beside the prone form of the Lion, paws behind her 
back, knees spread, head down.  "how in the Hell am I going 
to get out of THIS one?" she thought frantically to 
herself.  "If I speak, she'll punish me, probably to 
excess, and still not believe a word I'd say".  As various 
courses of action and fragments of thoughts rattled through 
her head, Tanj stayed as still as possible......

"In case you don't know, Slave, I'm the Lady Amalthia, 
_VERY_ good friend of the Reagent here, and I'm sure he'd 
be AGHAST at two slaves shirking their duties in this 
fashion, ignoring the guests......." the Mink declared as 
she slowly circled Tanj and the Lion.  "_I_ think you two 
need to be punished, and severely, to make sure you learn 
your proper place, and I think the Reagent would be pleased 
if I attended to this little task immediately!"  At this 
point, the Lion was starting to squirm, and to make 
mumbling noises into his gag; Tanj thought he knew 
something was happening, but she was also sure he didn't 
have a clue as to just what had gone wrong.  Watching out 
of the corner of her eye, Tanj saw the Lady Amalthia pull 
her two Wolves together, to whisper in their ears.  
Smirking, she then stood back as the Wolves went about 
their assigned tasks......

Tanj watched, aghast, as they took the Lion and standing 
him up, tied him between two stout tent-poles, spread 
eagled.  His head turned side to side, as if trying to 
divine what had happened, but the blindfold and earplugs 
prevented him from obtaining any other information, other 
than there were more creatures in the room than just him 
and Tanj.  That done, they turned their attention to Tanj; 
at Amalthia's direction, they tied her ankles to her 
thighs, and then used a spreader bar between her knees to 
hold her legs wide apart.  One of the wolves drove a stake 
through the middle of one of the carpets, in front of the 
spread-eagled Lion, leaving about  two feet of shaft 
exposed.  Tanj winced, thinking that the nasty hole in the 
rather expensive carpet would ultimately come out of her 
hide.  Casting about, the Wolf eventually found a rubber 
dildo, meant to slide over a vibrator.  Tanj watched, wide 
eyed as he forced the rubber sheath, all knobs and ridges, 
over the end of the wooden stake.  When he was done, the 
other wolf joined him in picking up Tanj and lowering her 
onto the stake, the knobby head of the dildo forcing its 
way rudely into her pussy!  She felt sure that the end of 
the stake would emerge from her mouth before her knees 
touched the floor, but just as she thought she could take 
no more, she felt the floor.  When the wolves released her, 
Tanj wobbled, trying hard to maintain her balance on 
widespread knees, forced to remain upright by the massive 
shaft buried in her pussy.  

When they'd finished, the Lady Amalthia stood back, as if 
deep in thought.  "lets see, now, what can we do with these 
two.  That little cheetah looks like she's about to topple 
over; can't have that, she might _hurt_ herself.  So.  Lets 
take a piece of that rope, and pass it through that pulley 
so conveniently situated on the ceiling.  One end, we tie 
to this piece of rubber like this; and the other end gets 
tied to this rather large weight".  As they shoved the 
cock-shaped piece of rubber into Tanj's mouth, she found 
that if she held it tightly, the weight on the other end of 
the rope pulled her head up, stretching her neck, but 
helping her to stay steady.  However, it was only moments 
before her jaws started to ache from the strain.  Amalthia 
grinned; "Now, dear, I know that's helping to hold you 
steady, keeping that _nasty_ phallic thing from tugging at 
your pussy, but the weight's heavy, and I'm sure the 
temptation will be to release it, before long.  So, to make 
sure you _won't_ release, it, I'm going to take this piece 
of fine silk cord, and form a noose.  The noose goes around 
your Lion friend's balls, and the other end gets tied to 
the weight.  You let go, his voice changes.  Tanj was 
aghast!  Her jaws were aching already; how long could she 
maintain her grip on the rubber?  And with her mouth full, 
she couldn't yell for help!

Amalthia smiled; "the tableau still isn't quite right; 
we've found a way to keep her occupied, but he's just 
standing there. We need a way to distract him from his 
impending neutering.  Lets see........."  Moving about the 
room, gathering toys from here and there, Amalthia found 
yet another weight, gag, and some nipple clamps.   After 
attaching the nipple clamps to Tanj, she ran a line from 
their connecting chain over the top of a horizontal tent 
pole, and down to near the Lion's muzzle.  Tanj found that 
the tension on the rubber gag in her mouth kept her head 
tilted way back, and she had a hard time seeing what was 
going on; as she struggled in her uncomfortable position, 
she wondered if the nipple clamps were the type that bit 
tighter when tugged......While one of the wolves held the 
cord, Amalthia connected the weight to its end, and then 
connected a short piece of cord from the weight to the 
rubber phallus.  When all was ready, she first removed the 
Lion's blindfold, and then, with a flourish, removed his 
gag.  As he blinked in the sudden light, working his jaws, 
free at last from the head harness' gag, Amalthia pushed in 
the rubber phallus attached to the rope.  His eyes widened 
in surprise, as she held his jaw closed.  "you see, Slave?  
You let go of the gag, the weight will hang freely from her 
nipples; likewise, she lets go her gag, and you sing 
soprano.  Elegant, no?"  His eyes widened further, and then 
narrowed to look directly at Amalthia.  "oooooooh, he still 
shows spirit!  Blackie, fetch me my crop; _this_Slave_ 
still needs to be taught his proper place!

Tanj winced as Amalthia strode around behind the Lion, to 
take the crop from the Wolf called Blackie.  "I never 
wanted _THIS_" she moaned to herself.  "All I wanted was 'a 
night off' "!  She watched as Amalthia started applying the 
crop to the Lion's ass.  He jerked with each stroke, but 
managed to keep from howling in pain, a fact that Tanj was 
particularly grateful for, as it would have meant his 
dropping the gag, with the inherent ghastly results for her 
poor nipples!  Finally, breathing hard from the exertion, 
Amalthia stopped.  She grinned and took a small tube from 
one of her wolves and squeezed something into her palm.  
She spread this viscous goo over the handle of the riding 
crop and then lifting the Lion's tail, slowly forced it 
into his ass!  Despite his restraints, he rose to tiptoe as 
she violated him.  Wiping her paws on his back, she strode 
over to Tanj.  Tanj found it impossible, due to the 
position she'd been bound into, to keep her gaze downcast, 
but she tried for a meek and submissive expression.  
Amalthia smirked; "I suppose, just to keep things even, we 
should find a nice butt plug for you too", and with that, 
she was off, searching the room, until she'd found 
something to her liking.  Tanj lost sight of her as she 
strode around behind, but then Tanj felt her tail being 
lifted and something HUGE being forced into her ass.  
Whatever that goo Amalthia had used as a lubricant was more 
than just that; it BURNED!  Tanj almost gasped at the pain, 
but managed to keep from loosing her grip on the rubber 
between her teeth........

Grinning, Amalthia gathered her retainers; "I'm sure the 
staff will find you here in the morning, and deal with you 
appropriately.  After all, misbehaving slaves _must_ be 
punished!".  And with that, she left, her retinue following 
without a backwards glance.

Tanj had no idea what time it was, how long she'd "played" 
with the Lion, or when someone might stumble upon them.  
Time dragged on.  Her ass burned, the thick shaft in her 
pussy tugged at her with each small motion, and her jaws 
ached like nothing she'd ever felt.  She could only wonder 
what the Lion must be going through.......

A noise.  Faint, but distinct.  Tanj screamed around her 
gag, the sound inadequate and pitiful to her ears.  Then 
suddenly there was motion as someone came into the room.  
She heard a quiet "my God...." and the sound of hurried 
feet leaving.  Moments later, the room was astir, with half 
a dozen instructors and guards, all working to release 
them.  As the rubber was pulled from her mouth, Tanj could 
only moan in relief, but before she could gather her wits 
to say ANYTHING, she was bustled out.  She didn't even have 
time to turn her head, to see how the Lion fared.

Told to be quiet, Tanj was marched to a physician, who 
checked her over quickly.  No major damage having been 
found, she was taken to the baths, where she was cleaned 
and groomed, and then, to her amazement, she was taken to 
the kennels.  Every time she'd tried to say something, 
_anything_, she'd been shushed, to the point of being 
threatened with a gag.  Finally the guards had returned, to 
escort her to the punishment hall.  It wasn't until _after_ 
she'd been bound, that an instructor had come by to explain 
that the only reason she was getting off so light was that 
the Lion had been forcefully insistent that the events had 
not been Tanj's fault!  "Never the less"  the instructor 
continued; "as you know, the events in every room of the 
academy are monitored.  The tapes for that room, for that 
time period _were_ reviewed, and despite his statements, 
we've found your actions.......  lying somewhere between 
"ill advised" and "reprehensible".  Accordingly, you will 
have plenty of time to ponder your mistakes, as you hang 
there".  The instructor grinned and moved a bit closer; 
"but you might know that your gentleman friend was _MOST_ 
interested in the identity of the lady mink on the 
videotape, and at length persuaded the Headmaster to reveal 
her name.  Oh, and by the way, _I_ thought that what she 
did to you should have been punishment enough...... while 
there's nothing I can do about that, well, I think _this_ 
might make the time pass a little more quickly........"  
Taking something rounded and gleaming from his pocket, the 
instructor slowly pushed it against Tanj's pussy, pressing 
it in until it vanished from sight.  He turned and strode 
slowly to the far door, where he stopped and looked back.  
Reaching into his pocket, he produced a small remote, and 
thumbed the control.  Tanj gasped into her gag as whatever 
he'd pushed into her started to vibrate powerfully, its 
vibrations rising and falling, changing frequency and 
amplitude.  Tanj hug in her bonds and _MOANED_ as the 
device slowly drove her to climax after climax.....

It was several weeks later; Tanj's coffle was being moved 
through the main hall towards the "advanced" classes as a 
batch of new "recruits" were being brought in.  Tanj's eyes 
went wide as she noticed one particularly bedraggled female 
mink; could that really be the Lady Amalthia?  Suddenly the 
coffle stopped, and as Tanj gazed after the departing 
"newbies", she sensed a presence at her side; turning her 
head, resisting the temptation to look directly, she found 
one of the instructors at her elbow.  "Thought you might 
find that of interest" he said.  "Seems her ship was 
attacked by pirates as it left the planet.  Her family 
refused the rather outrageous ransom that the pirates put 
on her, and she was sold to the academy.  _DIRECTLY_ to the 
Academy.  Oh, yes, her family will probably buy her at 
auction when the academy's done with her, but in the mean 
time..........."  The instructor shrugged and smiled and 
strode off.  As the coffle started moving again, Tanj just 
grinned around her gag.

Tanj’s Tale:  The Escape!			By Kittiara
Stardate:  2397.80

A cheetah’s jaws are strong, but Tanj’s were starting to 
ache bad.  As part of her punishment a rod had been placed 
behind her knees, and then her legs had been folded, her 
ankles lashed TIGHT to her thighs.  Her arms bound behind 
her back in a severe leather armbinder, she hung from a 
hook in the ceiling, the rope proceeding from the middle of 
the bar between her legs, through the hook, to a leather 
bit she was forced to hold in her teeth; if she let go, 
she’d fall.  The problem with that is that while the seat 
was only a little more than a foot below her posterior, in 
the middle of the bench seat was a truly monster phallus, 
its bulbous head nestled within her ass.  Should she fall, 
that immense shaft would be rather forcefully stuffed up 
her back passage.  And then that shaft would be all that 
held her upright......  This was something Tanj was 
straining to prevent.  Of course, this strange position 
left her sex quite exposed, and as she was hung in the 
lobby of the academy, as an open advertisement as to what 
happened to disobedient students, many a passer-by availed 
themselves of her openness; everything from a caress to a 
rude grope to one fur who apparently not minding being 
watched, proceeded to vigorously fuck her right there!

As she hung there, her jaw muscles growing more and more 
tired by the minute, she thought back on the little 
escapade that had landed her, and her co-conspirators in 
this predicament.  It was a great escape plan.  Never stood 
a chance in Hell of working, but it was a great plan.  They 
were going to use the Academy’s own weapons against them...

Kayla, the Otter, knelt curiously in the large training 
area.  She, and a dozen other “students” had been brought 
here, apparently not so much to learn yet another lesson in 
the sexual arts, but to participate in some 
sort of experiment.  She recognized Edwin, a bear morph, 
and Jane, a coyote morph... as she looked around, she 
realized that they’d gathered a group of the “less 
enthusiastic” students......  To one side a table had 
been set up, and a rather short male raccoon in a lab coat 
was laying out instruments and other less identifiable 
devices and objects. had been in a test group testing some 
sort of universal aphrodisiac based on pheromones.  After a 
while, he turned and nodded to their “instructor” a female 
mink, who turned to address the “class”.  “Today we have 
the honor of participating in a new drug the academy is 
developing.  The drug is an airborne agent, similar to the 
natural pheromones produced by any aroused fur.  This 
artificial pheromone, however, is less  species specific, 
and even less gender specific.  We hope that it will be a 
universal aphrodisiac.  Now if you will attend Dr. Tyruia, 
we’ll begin the test.  Kayla watched with amusement as the 
raccoon led Jane, and a rather unimpressed looking Ram, 
who’s name she didn’t know, to the center of the room, and 
had them kneel about eight feet apart.  “You two are NOT to 
touch each other; if you do, you’ll be punished” he said 
clearly, making sure that they’d both heard him, and had 
understood.  Then, holding a mask over his face, he sprayed 
a small amount of mist into the air between them, and 
rapidly retreated to the far wall, to watch.

Jane sat there placidly, as did the Ram, for about 90 
seconds.  Then she started to fidget.  Then she started to 
moan.  Slaves are supposed to keep their gaze downcast, but 
Jane’s eyes flicked up to give the Ram a very sultry look.  
He on the other hand was kneeling there, apparently 
impassive, if you discounted the very prominent 
erection.......  Kayla watched in amazement as Jane had 
more and more Tanj sitting still, fidgeting, obviously 
doing her very best to remain in the correct position... 
and then the Ram lost it and leapt at her, knocking her 
backwards, covering her with his body, and with one 
forceful movement, driving his rampant cock deep into her 
pussy.  Kayla’s gaze flicked to the raccoon, who had just 
put down a stopwatch and made a note on his pad.  Looking 
back at Jane and her Ram, Kayla noted the lack of style, 
and finesse; the two were just fucking as hard as they 
could.  It wasn’t long until the Ram orgasmed, but now Jane 
wouldn’t let him go; she rolled him over and licked at him 
until he was hard, and then moving astride him, mounted 
him, riding him hard, until he orgasmed again.  It was a 
little hard to tell, Kayla thought, but it looked like Jane 
was having an incredible number of climaxes.....  Still 
Jane wouldn’t quit, nor was the Ram objecting, and after a 
little work, she got him hard again, and this time 
he took her from behind, fucking her furiously, until he 
orgasmed yet again.  As Jane worked to get him hard again, 
for an amazing fourth time, the instructor brought out 
another pair, to a spot on the floor a dozen feet distant, 
for the doctor to again make is obviously previously 
prepared statement, and then spray the stuff in the air 
between them.  It was almost as if they were trying to get 
a handle on how their aphrodisiac interacted with the 
natural pheromones being generated by Jane and the Ram.

Kayla was a member of the third team, paired off with a 
rather handsome male rabbit.  As she looked at him, Kayla 
could understand why he’d been dragooned into the Academy 
and she wondered what he’d done to get thrown in with this 
group.  The raccoon read his statement again, and then 
covered his mouth and nose with his mask, before spraying a 
puff of the mist into the air between them.  “Hmmmmm, 
smells like sandalwood” Kayla thought.  And then her 
gaze seemed to drift involuntarily back to the rabbit.  
“Mmmmmmm, he does look good; well muscled, and well hung.  
I wonder if he knows how to use what he’s got” she thought.  
Then, as her eyes seemed to be drawn to the rabbit’s slowly 
hardening cock, she wondered at her own thoughts; “I can’t 
believe that was me!  I can’t believe I....oooooooh, 
look at how large he’s getting  I just gotta......  Girl, 
get a _hold_ of yourself!.....”  Kayla found herself 
fidgeting just the way Jane had been, and she giggled to 
herself wondering which of the two of them would break 
first.  “I can manage this.  I’ve always told myself I 
don’t need sex..... that while its nice, that there are 
greater things in life.......... I can 
controoooooooohhhhhhhhh hell!  I can’t _stand_ IT!”  
Before she knew what she was doing, Kayla crawled across 
the floor to give the head of the Rabbit’s now very 
prominent cock a soft lick with her tongue.  He moaned 
softly as she started nuzzling and licking, taking the 
head, and then a fair portion of his shaft into her mouth; 
her teasing however, broke his concentration, and pushing 
her back, he proceeded to mount her, driving his cock into 
her with sharp jerks.  Kayla gasped and moaned, the 
sensation of his cock driving in so roughly strangely 
exciting her; usually, she preferred the slow, sensual 
approach, but now his bucking hips, his driving cock were 
taking her rapidly towards a sharp, intense climax.  As 
she’d seen Jane do before her, she just _had_ to have more; 
she was on fire, absolutely insatiable; when she’d 
literally fucked the rabbit until she couldn’t get him hard 
again, she turned, to scan the room to see who else might 
be available.  Every other fur in the room was heavily 
involved; the original groups had disintegrated, and it was 
now just a free-for-all orgy.  The only exception was the 
instructor and the raccoon, both wearing masks, by the 
table against the wall.....

Kayla had just pressed her very wet sex to Jane’s mouth as 
an Ocelot morph fucked her from behind, when Edwin rose 
from the floor; he’d obviously recovered his breath, and 
his huge cock waved in front of him like a flagpole; 
looking around he growled, as he determined that everyone 
was pretty much busy; then his gaze swept over the 
instructor, and he leered.  The mink gave him a stern, 
“don’t you _DARE_ look, which he completely disregarded, 
starting to move towards her.  The mink backed up, bumping 
into the raccoon, who promptly fell over backwards, landing 
on the table.  Edwin grinned wider as he advanced, his cock 
waving back and forth with each step.  The instructor 
turned to flee, but Edwin caught her well short of the 
door, his huge paws wrapping around her waist, picking her 
up from the floor, to bring her down onto his cock.  She 
screamed and thrashed as he drove his monstrous tool into 
her dry pussy (“was she dry?” Kayla thought with an amazing 
moment of clarity;  “with all this going on, how could she 
not be wet?  Whatever...”) and as she thrashed, her mask 
slipped down.  and suddenly she was clinging to Edwin, her 
hips bucking as she struggled to get more of his cock into 
her pussy, stretching herself _wide_ in the process.  The 
Raccoon watched in surprise, and then started edging 
towards the door, only to come up against the Tigress that 
had originally been paired with Edwin; she stood there, 
leaning against the wall, arms crossed, a predatory look on 
her face.  “Going somewhere?” she purrred. Then she reached 
out and used one claw to cut the straps holding the mask to 
the raccoon’s face, as it fluttered free, his gaze followed 
it all the way to the floor.  By the time he looked back up 
at the Tigress, the drug was coursing through his veins and 
in an instant they were locked together, rolling on the 
floor.  

Jane had licked Kayla to several delightful climaxes, but 
then the stud behind her had orgasmed, and gone soft, and 
she’d turned her attention to finding another hard cock.  
Kayla stood there, swaying slightly as she looked around 
for another partner; all of whom seemed busy.  Very busy.  
As she looked about, she spied several vials on the table; 
they weren’t quite as large as a dildo, but they might 
do......   Padding over to the table, she scooped up three 
of them, and finding a quiet spot she started to tease 
herself with one of them; it felt good sliding in and out 
of her wet pussy, its smooth surface cool against her 
overheated flesh; she took another one and started to tease 
her ass with it.  It was good, but it wasn’t quite enough, 
and she found that by working a second vial into her pussy, 
she was stretched enough to get a nice tension; “I’ll only 
do this until I can find a willing partner” she thought as 
her paws moved rapidly, driving herself to another 
uncounted climax.  She was panting hard, her eyes still 
roaming the room for a partner, when she heard the 
ventilation system come to life.  Then the door crashed 
open and several guards in masks entered.  She’d been so 
startled that she’d accidentally shoved the vials into her 
pussy.....  As the air cleared, and as she watched the 
guards roughly separating everyone, obviously searching for 
the instructor, and for Dr. Tyruia, she smiled and pushed 
the third vial into her ass.  “This stuff miiiiiight just 
come in handy” she thought.

The guards found her kneeling sedately in a corner, a 
sticky, dripping mess, but compliant, not fighting them off 
to return to what they’d been doing.  As such, she was 
allowed to head to the showers, instead of being hauled off 
for..... punishment?  Just where were the others going?  
Clearly  they couldn’t be blamed for their actions, under 
the influence of the drug  “Bet Edwin has a rough night 
anyways; not supposed to touch the instructors under _any_ 
conditions.......

Dr. Tyruia tried to collect his thoughts; his first field 
test had gone much better than He’d ever anticipated.  Then 
he found that three vials were missing.  “Musta gotten 
broken during the riot; that might explain the extreme 
arousal.  I guess we’re just lucky the room was 
sealed.  I _NEVER_ expected it to be that powerful.  He 
grinned as he limped to the instructor’s shower room; “That 
tigress was fantastic.  I’ll have to keep that in mind when 
I set up my next test.  After all, no reason why I can’t be 
one of the test subjects too...... is there?”

Kayla settled into the hot water of the baths; she grinned 
impishly at some of her friends.  “You wouldn’t believe the 
luck I ran into today” she whispered.  Slaves weren’t 
supposed to talk among themselves, but in the baths, with 
the running water, some conversations could be 
held.  “What happened?” Zassa whispered back, only her 
muzzle and the tips of her ears above water.  “I was 
involved in the test of a new aphrodisiac; it drove 
everyone wild.  I lost count of how many times I 
climaxed!  It was so wild, Edwin attacked the instructor!”  
Tanj sat up a little in the water, to stage whisper; “Edwin 
did _WHAT_?”, only to be shushed from all sides.  They 
stayed quiet for a little, until a roaming guard had passed 
by.  Kayla grinned; “in the confusion, I swiped three vials 
of the stuff; we’re going to use it to escape!”

Tanj looked askance at Kayla; “I dunno, Kayla; even if we 
could get out of the Academy, how long do you think it 
would be before they hunted us down?  We’d not only have to 
find a way off planet, and in a hurry too, but clear out of 
the system.  I’m not saying its impossible, but it sounds 
awfully thin.”  Zassa grinned; “Don’t care; I’m in.  I’m 
ready to check out of this hotel”  Marla looked around, 
gauging the distance of the guards; “so whats your plan?”  
Kayla grinned; “we use one vial to start another riot.  And 
I know just how to do that too.  We escape during the riot; 
after all, we’re all “Highly Trained”, we can control 
ourselves, if we have to, right?”  With this all eyes 
turned to Zassa, who just giggled and sank beneath the 
water.  “We use the second vial to obtain transport, and 
the third vial at the starport to get a ship.  After that, 
its up to Zassa and her off-world contacts and 
Tanj’s piloting skill to get us out of the Elysium system.  
Simple, right?”  Marla sighed; “no, not really, but it does 
look like the only chance we’ll ever get......”  Kayla 
grinned; “good, now, I need you to help me hide the vials.”  
Tanj looked at Kayla; “hide them _where_?”  Kayla grinned, 
and underwater, passed Tanj one of the vials; “_you_know_!”

Redflame passed through the security station and into the 
academy on his way to give the air conditioning system its 
quarterly servicing.  He always enjoyed this service call; 
the sights and the sounds always kept him hot for a week 
afterwards.  Sometimes he got very lucky and aside from 
seeing the nude slaves in the hallway, he’d get to catch a 
glimpse of some of the action through a partially open 
doorway.  Once, when working on a problem with one of the 
control dampers, he’d squirmed into a duct and then gotten 
distracted as he watched the most incredible scene through 
a ventilation grill.  He grinned to himself; the academy 
had even paid for the extra hours.  If they’d only known 
what he’d been doing.........

Tanj floated sedately next to the wall.  It was three days 
since Kayla had passed the vial to her, and she was getting 
tired of hiding it.  Thankfully, there had been no attempts 
at anal sex in that time.....  She watched through slitted 
eyes, as across the chamber, Marla, Zassa and Kayla 
struggled to maintain their position in the zero gee.  Tanj 
smiled to herself, her previous experience as an engineer 
on an interstellar freighter finally having some 
application to her new profession......  The instructor, a 
male fox, was good too; he pushed off from one wall, 
stopping in the middle of the spherical chamber without 
rebounding, his tether tight to the wall.  “Today we will 
practice zero gravity sex.  This is a very specialized 
practice and I’m sure you’ll all see just how difficult it 
can be.  However, there are many who value the experience 
highly and you _WILL_ learn to become proficient in it.  
Now, at the start I want all males tethered to the walls, 
with the females floating free.  It will be up to the 
females to make love to the males, assuming their 
inexperience, and your proficiency.  Later, we’ll switch 
roles.  I _will_ be watching.  Remember what you were told 
in lecture, and begin.  Tanj’s partner, a black wolf, 
surged to the end of his tether and snapped back, 
thwacking the wall inches from Tanj hard, before slowly 
drifting back towards the center of the room.  “Nice 
technique” Tanj purrrred, and then she carefully retrieved 
her hidden vial.  She’d chosen her position carefully, 
right next to one of the room’s air inlet vents.  Airflow 
in zero gee is very important.  You don’t want “dropped” 
objects just floating free, they might bump into something 
fragile, such as an eye, or the guidance computer.  
Moreover, in very still air, you can exhale carbon dioxide 
faster than diffusion can carry it away, faster than oxygen 
can diffuse in, resulting in asphyxiation.  Airflow was 
very important, and the chamber had been well designed.  
In fact, at the moment, the airflow was holding Tanj’s 
partner at the end of his tether as he moaned and rubbed 
his head.  Tanj would use that to her advantage in the 
exercise to come, or she would have, rather...... instead, 
she broke the vial on the metal grill, its contents 
vaporizing almost immediately...........

The drug _SURGED_ through Tanj’s veins, and with a mewl she 
slid along the tether, to grab onto the Wolf.  He felt it 
too and hung onto Tanj almost desperately, a newfound 
hunger in his eyes.  In all Tanj’s shipboard experiences, 
she’d never done _this_ before, but she’d heard the tall 
tales and funny stories from Squint, her Captain, and 
Samantha, the First Officer, and that, coupled with 
yesterday’s lecture, had given her a good idea how to 
proceed; first she locked her legs around the Wolf’s waist, 
her paws entwined in his chest fur.  He willingly bucked 
his very hard cock up against  her, and within seconds, 
he’d driven into her wetness; Tanj barely had time to 
wonder when she’d gotten so wet, when his gyrations caused 
them to spin towards the wall.  Tanj did her best to hang 
on, and to fend them off from the wall, as he fucked her 
much rougher than was prudent, considering their lack of 
foundation; still, his cock felt soooooooo good in her 
pussy, the situation soooo exciting, that before she knew 
it, she was shuddering through her first climax, and then 
her third, and then her ........ oh hell, she’d lost count 
by the time his orgasm claimed him, and his cock started 
spurting, filling her with his jism.  Luckily, he hadn’t 
been able to force his knot into her, and Tanj was able to 
pull free, moving hand over hand down his tether, as he 
howled in protest.  Tanj grinned and unclipped the tether, 
and then leapt across the sphere, towing him behind.  She 
grinned as she clipped the Wolf’s tether to Kayla’s 
partner’s tether, and none-too-gently pried the otteress 
from his arms.  A quick look showed the instructor coupled 
with two of the students, obviously as obsessed as they 
were.  Kayla and Tanj collected Marla and a very unwilling 
Zassa, and made for the pressure door, unclipping tethers 
as they went.  As they passed the growing knot of furrs 
containing the instructor, Kayla reached out and snagged 
his set of keycards from his belt.  And then they were out 
of the chamber, cycling through the gravity-transition 
room, and into a hallway.

Redflame had just opening the access panels to the 
Academy’s central air conditioning system.  This was a very 
sophisticated system, not only controlling temperature, and 
humidity, but also scrubbing the air, not only to remove 
dust, but also to remove all the smells, scents and odors 
of so many sexually aroused and overheated creatures.  It 
was time for the replacement of the activated charcoal 
filters, only part of the system, and following procedure, 
Redflame took the scrubber system off line and locked it 
out.  He then opened the maintenance hatchways, removed the 
covers and began the slow job of pulling canister after 
canister of spent activated charcoal from their holders.  
He really didn’t see any reason why he couldn’t pull them 
all, and then start putting in the regenerated ones; the 
idea of pulling one and replacing it with a fresh one, then 
ppulling the next used one andreplacing it struck him as 
horribly inefficient.......

The ventilation system in the Zero gee room was powerful, 
and was physically located close to the scrubbers, not only 
to remove the natural scents and pheromones, but because, 
in zero gee, it picked up all the lint, dust, fur, and 
dirt, and it was hence more efficient to scrub it 
immediately, than to let it foul who knows how many meters 
of ductwork.  As a result, the cloud of aphrodisiac swept 
immediately through the central air handler, through the 
cooling coils, and out into the myriad ducts, to the far 
corners of the academy.  Had it been winter, the heating 
coils might have decomposed it, but as it was, the 
aphrodisiac was diluted, but still potent.  VERY potent.  
Redflame sniffed curiously at the strange, slightly sweet 
odor and shivered thinking to himself; “This place sure 
_does_ put out the pheromones!  I get sooooo hot every time 
I come here.......  I should talk to the front office about 
taking part of my service fee out in, ah, “trade”..... In 
fact, I think I’ll do that now; good time for a break 
anyways.....”  And with that, he climbed out of the 
scrubber system, and exited the mechanical room, painfully 
aware of his sudden erection.......

The four conspirators made their way down the corridor, 
moving towards the instructor’s locker room; they had to 
find clothes, before they could try and exit the building; 
they also thought that wet towels over their noses might 
ease their problem; it was becoming harder and harder to 
maintain their concentration.  As they moved they passed 
the occasional knot of furrs, copulating wildly, seemingly 
wherever they’d run across each other.  Behind the 
occasional door, as they passed, wild moans, heavy panting, 
and the occasional scream of ecstasy could be heard.

As they entered the instructor’s locker room using the key 
card, they knew they had a problem; the shower was 
running.....  whomever was in there probably hadn’t gotten 
a good snootful of the aphrodisiac yet....  They snuck 
quietly into the locker room, searching, only to find that 
each locker had a personal access code; none of the academy 
key cards worked here!  They were still searching when a 
chinchilla fem wrapped in a towel came around the end of 
the row of lockers; “What are YOU doing here?” she demanded 
eyes a little wide in surprise.  Kayla, the closest, 
dropped her gaze to the floor; Uh, ma’am, our instructor 
sent us to fetch a stylus from her locker, on our way to, 
ah, the gymnasium......”  The Chinchilla was straightening, 
a “yeah, riiiiiiiight” on her lips when Marla pounced her 
from behind, the larger, heavier wolf-morph driving the 
chinchilla to the floor.  “Quick”, Kayla gasped; “Tear her 
towel into strips and lets tie her up!  Then we gotta get 
outta here!”  “Wait a minute” Zassa said; “lets get 
her to give us the combination to her locker at least; 
Kayla, you’re almost her size......”  Kayla looked from the 
slender Chinchilla to her own body and sighed; “might be 
closer than any of the rest of us, but I suppose......  
Shortly, the Chinchilla was trussed, and gagged, and 
stuffed in her own locker.  Kayla looked a little funny, 
the tunic buttons straining, especially in the region of 
her generous breasts, but at least now they could pose as 
Instructor and slaves.  Better yet, they had the 
Chinchilla’s personal vehicle keys.........  

Redflame had found the administrative offices of the 
Academy; but no one seemed to be behind the counter, or at 
any of the desks or terminals.  As he wandered, he heard 
the sounds of passionate lovemaking, and naturally he 
followed them, his erection pounding harder and harder with 
each step closer.  Finally he uncovered a pile of writhing 
furs in the Headmistress’ office; it seemed like a dozen 
assorted furs were passionately making love to each other, 
all at the same time.  The sights and the sounds 
immediately tripped something in his brain, and he rapidly 
shed his clothes, and dove in; it didn’t take him long to 
find a lady coyote, avidly licking at the pussy of a rather 
large panda fem, her posterior waving in the air.  With a 
moan, he knelt behind her, and as he rubbed the head of his 
hard squirrel cock against her very wet sex; she moaned in 
delight and pushed back towards him eagerly, as she did her 
best to maintain tongue contact with her friend.  A grin on 
his face, Redflame sunk his ready tool balls deep in the 
coyote..........

As they exited the locker room, once again they had to 
fight the effects of the lingering Aphrodisiac.  Kayla 
insistently pulled the other three along by their leashes, 
as they giggled and stole feels of each other, their paws 
teasing, the pheromone driven lusts just barely repressed.  
They were at the intersection of a corridor when they heard 
noises to the left.  A group of five male guards were 
coming down the corridor; they were all  nude, their cocks 
waggling before them as they walked, their eyes filled with 
lust.  Kayla barely got out a “No, I’ve got to.....” before 
the leader, a muscular wolf, grabbed her and kissed her 
hard!  The others immediately pounced on the “helpless” 
slaves, one of them bending Zassa over to take her from 
behind, another throwing Marla to the floor, to cover her 
body with his, the remaining two tackling Tanj.  It wasn’t 
seconds before Tanj found herself astride the hips of one 
of the guards, a Panther, his cock buried in her pussy, 
while his Lepine friend shoved his cock into her mouth.  

Tanj thought that the only way they’d get past these guys 
was to “take the edge off” their lust; perhaps after they’d 
each gotten an orgasm, they might make their escape.  
Accordingly, she let the pheromones in the air have their 
way with her, and in a trice she was eagerly riding the 
panther’s delightfully thick cock, her breasts bouncing 
wildly as she rocked her head back and forth as the rabbit 
did his very best to shove his shaft down her throat.  The 
combination of the situation and the pheromones seemed to 
make her much hotter than her usual self, and she found 
that every little motion seemed to be magnified.  She swore 
she could detect every ridge, every ripple, every vein in 
the Panther’s throbbing cock; even the Lepine’s cock 
sliding into her mouth, down her throat seemed to bring her 
waves of pleasure.  She moaned and writhed, climax after 
climax tearing through her at breakneck speed, her throat 
muscles rippling around the Lepine’s cock, her pussy 
spasming hard, her hard-won control of her vaginal muscles 
abandoned as she jerked and writhed, almost convulsing, 
through the waves of pleasure coursing through her.  It 
couldn’t have been but minutes before the Panther was 
HOWLING at the top of his lungs, his cock pumping wadd 
after wadd of his sticky cum deep into her pussy.  His 
friend the Lepine shuddering as his cock also discharged, 
their actions driving Tanj to yet another climax.

The rabbit was flat on his back, panting hard; Tanj was 
licking forcefully at his cock, trying almost desperately 
to get him hard again, but he wasn’t responding......  
Suddenly she was jerked backwards; Marla had ahold of her 
collar and was dragging her bodily down the hall.... 
“Wha..?” Tanj thought; “Nooooooooo, want more!”  But then 
they were hauling her to her feet, shoving her down the 
corridor; it must have taken 200 yards before she finally 
got control of herself; “Wow, that stuff _IS_ powerful; I 
didn’t want to stop!”  Kayla grinned; “I know; now come 
help me with Zassa, she’s still struggling!”

Marla had adapted the plan; an amazing feat of control and 
concentration, given their current situation; “I figure we 
can get clothes from the gate guards.  Almost all the other 
guards in this place wear little, or nothing, and I can 
understand why” she said with a giggle.  “But the gate 
guards, they normally deal with outsiders and as such are 
correctly attired.  Besides, we’re going to have to get 
past them anyways.”  Tanj nodded, agreeing, but somehow she 
wasn’t “easy” with that plan; “Are you sure we shouldn’t go 
by the Admin area?  Those furrs go clothed too....”  Zassa 
shook her head; “and risk running into the Headmistress?  
I’d hate to see her, under the influence of this stuff or 
otherwise!  Lets risk the guards....... we can probably do 
them under just like we did in the last group!”  
“Ooooooooooo” Tanj thought; “we get to do it _again_!  
Goodie!”  And as they trotted through the corridors, that 
thought in itself worried her.....

Redflame was currently under the Headmistress; the 
Wolverine morph was astride his hips, vigorously humping 
him, as one of the other ladies sat on his face.  
Somewhere, someone was stroking themselves with his tail; 
he could feel paws midway down its length, moving it 
back and forth, but he couldn’t tell by the sensations 
transmitted by its silky tip what the sex of the recipient 
was.  He didn’t care; he was lost in the glories of the 
drug induced lust, every motion of the Wolverbabe 
riding his cock sending the most delicious pleasure signals 
to his brain.  He licked up into the sweet pussy above him, 
his long tongue driving deep as he did what little he could 
to buck his hips up into the fem astride him.  It was just 
as someone’s paw slid underneath him, to run a finger 
around his asshole that he lost his load once again, 
screaming in pleasure into the muff above him.  Whatever he 
was doing must have been appreciated, as the lady astride 
his face also let loose a howl of delight, and shuddering, 
her pussy convulsed around his tongue.  The Headmistress 
seemed to be very disappointed, and crawled off him as he 
started to go soft, obviously looking for someone still 
hard, or perhaps a willing tonguue.  Suddenly finding 
himself“alone” Redflame staggered to his feet.  “Gotta find 
a bathroom...... and I could use something to drink too; 
this is hard work; but OOOOOOOH, how I _LOVE_ my work!”  He 
stepped over several entwined bodies, and staggering, made 
it to the door.  Stepping outside, he looked left and then 
right; “now which way?”  Still a little dazed, he turned 
down one corridor, and then down another, and before long 
he was quite lost.......

Redflame came around a corner, still looking for a bathroom 
or a water fountain; what he found, instead, was Tanj; they 
slammed together, and went down in a heap, with Zassa 
tripping over them in the process.  Tanj couldn’t resist, 
the pheromones were coursing through her brain, the 
chemicals overloading her system, and the smell of a male 
soooo  close; before she could think, his cock was within 
her mouth, her tongue swirling over its surface.  
Apparently, he’d had enough “rest” as the sensations of 
having his cock engulfed in someone’s warm, wet mouth, of a 
tongue moving over its surface was more than enough 
stimulus to bring the return of his raging hard-
on.  Kayla was furious; they were running out of time, and 
here half her escape team were rolling around on the floor 
again!  Zassa quickly found the squirrel’s muzzle and 
holding his head in both paws, she crouched over him, 
shoving her crotch rudely down against him; Redflame didn’t 
care, his tongue licking out just as avidly as before, 
burying itself in Zassa’s velvety folds.  Tanj, meanwhile, 
had determined that he was now hard enough and had moved to 
mount his cock, unknowingly assuming the same position the 
headmistress had taken.... Redflame didn’t care about that 
either, as Tanj’s pussy enveloped his once again throbbing 
cock; with a moan he shifted his feet and tried to drive 
himself upwards, to drive himself further into the delight 
above him.

Marla sighed and reached out to snuggle Kayla; “I see we’re 
not going anywhere for a while.......  Kayla shrugged and 
nodded and turned and kissed her friend; moments later they 
too were on the floor, forming the classic “69”, each one’s 
muzzle pressed hard against her friend’s sex.

As Tanj rode the squirrel’s cock, she reached out to cup 
Zassa’s breasts; she knew just what the vixen liked, 
pinching and rolling her nipples, tugging on her nipple 
rings; Zassa moaned in turn, rolling her hips as the 
squirrel’s tongue did such lovely things to her, reaching 
out in turn to tug sharply at one of Tanj’s nipple rings, 
her other paw dropping to Tanj’s crotch to rub harshly 
against her clitty, as the cheetah fem bounced wildly on 
the squirrel’s cock.

Redflame was in heaven; he’d probably cum more times in 
this one day than he usually did in a week, maybe in a 
month, and that was counting “self gratification” 
too........ he bucked his hips upwards into the spotty 
feline as his tongue slashed back and forth through the 
vixen’s slit, its tip running over her clitty with each 
stroke.  He’d cum so many times that while he was in 
heaven, submerged in pleasure, he was nowhere near cumming 
again.......

Tanj climaxed yet again, every ripple, every fold of skin, 
every vein or ridge in the squirrel’s cock seeming to trip 
her oversensitized nerves, the resulting pleasure almost 
overwhelming.  Slowing, she concentrated, practicing what 
she’d been taught, controlling her vaginal muscles, her 
“inner hand”, to stroke him, to ripple the muscles smoothly 
over his delicious cock, to milk him hard!  As 
sheconcentrated, her ministrations to Zassa’s tits slowed, 
and a sudden sharp pinch on her clitty brought her back; 
Zassa was impatient, and demanding and Tanj complied, 
squeezing the vixen’s breasts hard, her clawtips sliding 
out to prick her skin, just as Redflame’s tongue hit just 
the right spot, sending the vixen off into yet another 
climax........

Redflame felt the vixen’s pussy spasm around his tongue yet 
again; she seemed insatiable, but then so was the cheetah 
astride his hips!  They really trained ‘em well here!  “I 
need to wander off the usual paths more often” he thought 
to himself with a grin, and then the cheetah’s pussy 
started milking him again, and all conscious thought 
was lost as his orgasm claimed him.

Tanj felt his cock start to throb and spurt, and she howled 
as the sensations of his burning jism splashing her insides 
drove her to yet another climax.  She sighed as after a 
while, he started to soften within her, despite her best 
efforts to keep him hard.  It was about then that Kayla’s 
paw wrapped itself in her hair, dragging her away from the 
spent squirrel; “come _ON_!  we gotta go!”  Tanj sighed and 
nodded and helped a grinning Marla drag Zassa away from the 
squirrel’s tongue as she thought; “Yeah, gotta find one 
that isn’t limp....... gotta go.... gotta be one around 
here somewhere........”  They padded off down the corridor, 
leaving Redflame in the middle of the floor, a very happy, 
very sticky mess.

Kayla peeked around the corner and then ducked her head 
back; “they’re in there, at least two, maybe three; I can 
see them through the armored window in the inner door”  “I 
still think we should just try and get over the gate; it 
doesn’t look _that_ high” Zassa whispered.  “Yeah, but what 
if its electrified” Marla whispered back.  “Don’t be  
absurd; what if some citizen came by and leaned on it, on 
the outside?  The academy can’t risk that, even on 
Elysium!” Tanj shot back.  Kayla just shrugged and taking 
off the instructor’s clothes, flashed the others a grin and 
padded around the corner; they heard the click of the 
intercom, and then Kayla did her best “I’m in heat and 
_want_ you” moan.  The intercom clicked again and a rather 
unsteady, panting voice came back with; “wh....who’s 
th..there?”  Before the intercom could click off, another 
voice in the background was heard to say; “who the fuck 
_CARES_ who’s there?  It sounds female and as hot as I am, 
thats all that matters!”  With that, the door popped open, 
a paw emerged, grabbed Kayla’s collar, and dragged her 
inside.  Fortunately for the others, the door remained 
ajar, and they were able to creep in.  In the instant that 
Kayla had been out of their sight, the three guards 
within had managed to shed their uniforms, and pounce 
Kayla.  She was on the ground, on her left side, one guard, 
a fox, behind her, one, a lynx, in front of her, both 
gyrating as their hips drove their rampant cocks into her 
ass and pussy; the third, a female mink, who looked just 
a little the worse for wear, had her sodden crotch pressed 
hard against Kayla’s muzzle.  Kayla, for all her resolve, 
looked as if she was in Seventh Heaven, as she licked 
avidly at the mink’s wet sex, moaning as the two males 
pleasured her.

Tanj did her best to hold her breath, knowing what just a 
whiff of their pheromones would do to her aphrodisiac 
sodden brain; as she slowly felt the burning in her lungs 
increase, she looked over the security console, trying to 
find the switch for the front gate, the only known way in 
or out of the Academy.  The panels were a sea of flashing 
red and yellow, all sorts of alarms going unheeded.  The 
security cameras cycled through scene after scene of wild 
sex, with the occasional image of some poor sod trapped 
somewhere alone, in many cases bound so that he or she 
couldn’t even satisfy themselves....  Finally, however, 
Tanj had to gasp for air, and in doing so, sealed 
their fates; the pheromones of the sexually aroused furs 
coupled with the drug still coursing through her veins and 
with a moan, she dropped to her knees to lick at the 
swaying balls of the fox, as he drove his cock hard into 
Kayla’s ass.

Marla was doing marginally better, and saw what happened to 
Tanj; before she could succumb to the pressures building in 
her lungs, she grabbed Zassa and yanked her out of the 
security station.  “Did you see where the switch for the 
main gate was?”  Marla asked Zassa; “No, did you?”  Marla 
shook her head no, and taking several deep breaths, ducked 
back through the slightly ajar door, to search again.  As 
she searched, she thought; “Dammit, Tanj was the engineer, 
the one who might understand this sea of switches and 
flashing lights.  I bet they made this as confusing as 
possible!”.  Once more, the two had to “step outside”, 
their mission unfulfilled.  “I think we should just start 
flipping switches until something happens” Zassa moaned; 
“after all, at this point what do we have to loose?”  Marla 
sighed; “I could throw that fox against the front gate and 
see if they were electrified, I suppose.....”  Zassa made a 
sour face and Marla nodded; escape was dearly sought, but 
not at that price......  Finally, unable to think of 
anything better to do, they ducked back into the room, to 
start flipping every switch they could find.

Redflame had wandered into another orgy, this one 
consisting of several “students” leashed outside a 
classroom; they were having difficulty, their leads hooked 
to the wall high over their heads, their paws clasped 
behind their backs, but in many cases they were still 
finding ways, precariously balanced, to satisfy each other.  
They had been oh so  thankful when Redflame had unhooked 
their leads, and oh the ways they’d shown their 
appreciation..........  Just as the sexy little skunk was 
doing the most delightful things to his asshole with her 
tongue, an alarm sounded and barred doors started closing 
all up and down the corridor..... Redflame grinned; now his 
new friends couldn’t escape him, like the last group 
had........

All over the Academy, security gates closed, doors locked, 
utilities shut off....... and the fire sprinkler system 
came on full.  Marla gasped as the nozzles in the ceiling 
opened up, spraying her with water, but the expected 
reaction of her sudden inhalation failed to materialize; 
the water was scrubbing what remained of the pheromones 
from the air!

Marla was just about to grab her friends and try and 
retreat, to find a place to hide when the door on the 
opposite wall opened, and three uniformed guards walked in.  
Their eyes went wide as they beheld the scene that greeted 
them; their colleagues rolling on the floor with four 
very grungy looking slaves.  “what in the Aich Eeee Double-
El is going on here, a rather large and grumpy looking bear 
morph demanded, his partners staring wide eyed at all the 
flashing alarms.  Marla just sighed and struggled to come 
up with an instant explanation; “Master, something 
happened, all of a sudden everyone went crazy; just crazy; 
we tried to come here for help, but.....”  She gestured 
helplessly at the still writhing furrpile on the floor.  
“You and you” the bear said to Marla and Zassa, “Kneel 
_there_ and don’t move!  Sam, help me get these other two 
separated out.  Eddie!  _EDITH_!  Frank!  What has gotten 
INTO you?”

Tanj groaned as she struggled to hold the bit in her teeth; 
she was sure that her entire jaw was going to pull from her 
head any minute.  As much as she hated her current 
situation, though, she had to admit, Kayla had faired 
worse.  They’d reviewed the security camera tapes, 
obviously.  They’d been able to backtrack the entire 
affair, all the way back to a really good picture of Kayla 
swiping the vials of aphrodisiac.  They really did have 
cameras everywhere........ but it was interesting to 
note that they didn’t have the manpower to check every 
tape, watch every monitor.  Things were missed.  Things did 
fall into the cracks, and that was a lesson Tanj would not 
soon forget.  The academy had been very pleased with the 
way the aphrodisiac had worked, something that they didn’t 
bother hiding from the conspirators; however, the damage 
done during the affair had been great, especially in the 
accounting, and records section, where water damage from 
the sprinklers had been extreme.  As a result, the 
conspirators got a hearty thanks, high marks for 
imagination, and a rather severe two week punishment 
regime.  Kayla, being the instigator, had the most severe 
punishments; currently she was hanging in another part of 
the Academy’s lobby, stretched TIGHT, inflatable devices 
distending her jaw, pussy and ass very VERY wide, as a tiny 
device spurted a cayenne pepper powder onto her clitty and 
nipples, all of which had been freshly pierced.  Cayenne 
pepper had an amazing ability to stimulate nerves to 
produce pain without doing significant physical harm; it 
was activated by moisture and the way Kayla was sweating in 
her bondage.... Urrrrrrrrr!  Tanj could only imagine what 
she was going through, and wince in sympathy.  

As she hung there, struggling to hang on, the head of the 
monster dildo seeming to throb within her stretched ass, 
Tanj reviewed what she’d learned and planned the next 
escape attempt.......

Tanj's Tale:  Endings and Beginnings         by Kittiara
Stardate 2397.90

Tanj was getting nervous.  She'd completed all her 
"courses" at the "academy", and while she'd passed her 
"finals", she hadn't gotten high marks.  It wasn't because 
of her skill, she was told, repeatedly, but because of her 
"attitude".  Some of the finals had been situations that 
only in retrospect could be viewed as examinations.  Some 
of them had resembled just ordinary events in her so-called 
life at the "academy".  Others, such as the "opportunity" 
to escape, had appeared less so.  It wasn't that Tanj 
didn't want to escape, but she knew, naked and collared on 
Elysium, her chances of getting away (i.e. off planet, and 
out of the star system) were zilch to nine decimal places.  
Thus, perhaps for not the right reason, she passed that 
test when she failed to take the apparent opportunity.  She 
still winced at the public punishment of those that had 
failed that particular exam.

The guards had been teasing her, saying that with her low 
scores, and the visible evidence of her "misbehaving" (the 
academy tended to add a "piercing" for each major offense, 
in addition to the standard "for control purposes" nose 
ring.  Tanj, in her stay, had wound up with both nipples 
and her clitty pierced by stainless steel rings.), that 
she'd probably be bought by some low-rent tavern owner 
somewhere, for the amusement of his customers.  They'd said 
that she'd probably spend the rest of her days waiting 
tables and sucking off drunken customers, sleeping on a 
pallet behind the bar.  She hoped, at least that whoever  
"picked up her contract" (i.e. bought her) would have the 
good esthetic sense to replace the steel rings with 
gold.....

Finally the day came; the big semi-annual auction.  She was 
bathed, and groomed, until her fur shone.  Before being 
taken to the auction, the guards took her to a booth where 
some Psych types performed some mumbo-jumbo.  They _said_ 
that this was to hypnotically condition her, so that the 
next person she saw would be ingrained upon her as her true 
Master or Mistress.  They blindfolded her, and a guard led 
her out again.  As she followed the tug of the leash 
towards her fate, Tanj found it hard to believe that the 
"conditioning" would work.  "I can beat this" she thought; 
"First opportunity, and I'm over the horizon!"

Tanj stood, her leash fastened to the wall, barely enough 
slack to turn a bit.  As she stood, as her ears told her, 
among her classmates, waiting for her turn, she listened to 
the proceedings.  The auctioneer would describe the 
physical characteristics of the slave for sale; weight, 
height, intelligence, metabolism, and so forth, and then 
launch into a history of their schooling.  Tanj had heard 
that as the auctioneer described their abilities, 3-D 
videos were shown to demonstrate the point.  Finally their 
"finals grades" were announced, along with the Psych 
profile as to where the staff Shrinks thought the slave 
would perform best.  As slave after slave was sold, Tanj's 
attention was drawn to a pair of voices.  They seemed to 
have a strange accent, almost reminiscent of something 
she'd once heard described as 'cockney'.  They were loud, 
brash, and obnoxious, and Tanj couldn't imagine how they'd 
been admitted to the auction.  They seemed almost 
constantly on the verge of creating such a ruckus that the 
auction would have to be halted, or perhaps to the point 
where they'd be ejected.  As if playing a challenging game, 
they never quite reached that point, however.

Tanj heard her friend Marla, the She-Wolf announced, and 
listened aghast as she was sold to one of the more well 
known brothels.  Kayla, the otter fem was sold to a Doctor, 
and Tanj got the impression that this guy didn't have the 
time for a wife, and that Kayla would be the one to fit sex 
into his busy schedule.  She wasn't sure if she was happy, 
or sad for Kayla.......  Finally it was her turn; the guard 
led her forward and placed her on the block.  The 
announcer's words were a distant roar as her heart pounded 
in her ears.  The bidding seemed to see-saw back and forth 
between a wholesaler and a firm that provided 
"temporaries", in a desultory fashion.  Just as Tanj 
thought the wholesaler would take it, one of the brash 
voices bid a half credit higher.  There seemed to be a 
scuffle, as if the other brash voice was actually 
physically "leaning" on the other bidder, some shouting, 
and finally the gavel fell.  The two annoyances appeared to 
have won the bidding (probably allowed to do so by the 
auctioneer just to get them out of there).  Tanj felt a 
sudden hard jerk on her leash as a voice growled "C'mon, 
You", and the next thing she knew she was being dragged 
away at a trot!  As she was taken from the building she 
heard one guard, apparently talking to another, saying that 
he thought "those two deserved each other".  Who had bought 
her?  What was going on?

The public conveyance to the airport was jerky, and she was 
bounced, probably on purpose, from one of her purchasers to 
the other, their paws all over her body. Finally they 
arrived somewhere, and as she was dragged along, Tanj made 
out the characteristic smells and sounds of a spaceport.  
"Am I actually being taken off-planet?" she wondered.  
Elated, she figured that was half the battle in escaping!  
After many twists and turns, and some noticeable changes in 
temperature, Tanj was rudely dragged through what could 
only have been a very small airlock.  In fact, the way she 
was squeezed against her purchasers, it was probably not 
more than a two-person airlock.  That meant a small 
ship.....

Dragged forward, Tanj found herself made to kneel, her 
leash fastened to the floor.  "Strange", Tanj thought; 
"I've got enough slack to sit upright; in fact, enough 
slack to get somewhat comfortable...... That doesn't seem 
to fit the way I've been treated so far....".  She heard 
the two who had seemingly dragged her half way across the 
planet going through a start-up routine, suddenly very 
professional.  As main power came up, and the drives 
reached operating temperature, one of them requested 
clearance to lift off, suddenly back in the brash, annoying 
mode; "Elysium Departure Control, this is Bloody Corsair 
Three Nine; its time to leave your stinkin' gravity well, 
and we want clearance to depart!"  The controller's voice 
came back with a formal, if somewhat chilly permission, 
with directions to the outer buoy, and dire warnings as to 
what would happen if they repeated the stunt they pulled on 
arrival.  The acknowledgment was merely a snort and some 
derisive laughter.  Then the ship lurched and Tanj knew 
they were heading towards orbit. The inertial compensators 
were good, almost too good for a ship this size.  That 
suggested something "high performance".  Whatever kind of a 
ship she was on, it wasn't a cargo shuttle.  The departure 
from orbit was handled with the same sneering sarcasm, with 
the same frosty reply, and warnings.  After a while, all 
was quiet, save for the whine of the main drive, and the 
low thrumm of the powerplant.

Tanj found herself cataloging anomalies.  The two who'd 
bought her she was now thinking of as  Pirates.  Lord knew, 
there were enough of them in this part of space, the 
centers of Imperial civilization being far away.  But there 
was a very interesting change in.... "tone" from when the 
two talked between themselves, and when they were on the 
Comm, talking to traffic control.  Beyond that, the air in 
the ship smelled much better than she would have thought, 
especially from the "image" she'd been building of these 
two.  Somehow, she expected them to be wearing slashed 
jeans, mohawk hairdoos, their fur dyed in fluorescent 
pinks, purples and greens, with tattoos on shaved skin, and 
their own piercings.  She would have thought their ship 
would have smelled like an old Gym locker, with underwear 
and socks strewn about.  Instead, the air was clean, 
lightly scented with pine, and machine oil, and the floor 
beneath her felt clean.  Very strange.

As they cleared the outer marker, and were turned loose by 
InSystem Traffic Control, Tanj heard them both stretch, as 
if they were suddenly relaxing.  Well, pirates might be 
glad to be away from "Authority" again....  Then one 
actually said; "if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go hit 
the shower; I simply _have_ to get this ...... GOOP out of 
my fur!"  The other one answered rather cheerily; "Righto, 
Mate, I'll keep watch; don't use up all the hot water!"  
Tanj felt someone move past her, and for a while, she heard 
only the normal sounds heard on the flight deck of a ship 
in space.  As she listened, she suddenly realized that the 
remaining pirate was humming a tune from Sylbert and 
Gullivan, neo-classical light opera!  If these two were 
pirates, they were very, VERY strange pirates!  Gagged and 
blindfolded, Tanj could only marvel at it all.

After a while, Tanj heard the other pirate get up from his 
station; he moved back to her, and Tanj felt him unbuckling 
the gag.  She moaned with relief when he tugged the ball 
from her mouth, and carefully worked her jaw back and 
forth.  "Thot you might want somptin to drink" he said 
softly.  Tanj nodded her head; "yes, please, Master".  He 
chuckled; "no, I'm not yer Master; we wuz just sent to get 
you, 's all.  Call me Reggie".  Tanj's mind whirled; if 
they weren't her purchasers, then who was?  Who would send 
these two to an auction?  "Um, Sir, if you're not my 
Master, then might I ask who is?"  Reggie chuckled again, 
as sounds were heard from what Tanj took to be a small 
galley; "you can ask, but I can't say.  'e's told us quite 
carefully how we're to handle you.  I'm afraid that means I 
can't release your hands, either.  And I definitely can't 
take the blindfold off; thot's for him, and him alone." 
"Well", Tanj thought to herself; "At least I know my 
purchaser's male...."  Reggie held a cup for her, letting 
Tanj drink through a straw.  Lukewarm Tea, sweetened, she 
thought, with honey.  After a bit, the other Pirate came 
back, and Reggie departed.  This one inquired if Tanj was 
all right, but when she assured him she was fine, proceeded 
to ignore her, as he puttered about on the flight deck.  
Tanj considered trying to talk to him, asking him a few 
hundred of the several million questions floating around in 
her head, but considering that they might just silence her 
with the gag, decided to hold her tongue.  Eventually, all 
her questions would be answered anyways....  After a while, 
Tanj laid down on the floor, curling up a bit, and dozed 
off to sleep.

She awoke with a start, the ship ringing from the thuds and 
bumps of docking clamps latching onto the airlock ring.  
Sitting up, she listened to the Comm traffic.  The banter 
was light, the two pirates obviously well acquainted with 
whomever they were talking to.  After a bit, she heard them 
deactivate the drive, and put the powerplant on low 
standby.  One by one, the ship's systems were shut down, 
and then she heard them rise from their seats.  She felt 
them untie her leash, and then, with surprising gentleness, 
lead her through the ship.  This time, Tanj shared the 
airlock with only one of them; obviously they were much 
more relaxed here, seemingly no longer in a hurry.  As Tanj 
was led through the corridors, through the twists and turns 
of wherever they were, she heard others nearby, and got the 
impression a number of them were staring at her as she was 
led past.  Finally, she's told to kneel, her leash just 
dropped on the floor.  "Wait here, little one; your new 
Master will be along in a little bit" Reggie said, and then 
they were gone.

Time goes slowly when you have no way of measuring it.  
Tanj tried to keep track of time by her heartbeats, but 
kept loosing count.  It seemed like hours, but might have 
been mere minutes.  Finally, she heard a door shoosh open 
and then closed, and she knew someone was in the room with 
her.  She found it exquisite torture to have to hold still, 
to remain kneeling, but somehow she managed.  Her nose 
twitched; she smelled something familiar, a scent she's 
smelt before, but she can't quite place it.  After a while, 
she sensed someone moving closer and then large hands were 
unbuckling her blindfold.  Blinking at the light, Tanj 
tried to clear her vision; looking up boldly, her eyes 
widened in surprise when she focused on the smiling face of 
the Lion she had met (and gotten in a bit of a bind) at the 
Founder's Day party at the 'academy'!  "Uh-Oh" she thought 
to herself; "he's bought me to get revenge for what 
happened!"  To her amazement, he turned and moved over to a 
couch; sitting at one end, he grinned back at her and 
silently patted the seat next to him.  "Does he want me to 
sit on the couch with him?" she thought to herself in 
amazement; "not exactly the move of a vindictive dominant 
Master.... unless he's toying with me....."  Hesitantly, 
Tanj rose to her feet, to cross the short distance.  
Sitting down, a bit awkwardly, her hands still cuffed 
behind her, she turned to look at him.

The Lion looked at her for a minute or two, his eyes 
traveling along her body from the tip of her head to her 
feet and back;  Finally he nodded; "as nice as I 
remembered.  After the little "affair" at the academy, I 
did some checking into your background.  All very low key 
and quiet.  No flags raised.  I can't say as I was 
surprised at what happened to you.  Its a standard gambit 
of the folks in power here.  Sucker in some poor ship, 
somebody that'll never be missed if they suddenly 
disappear.  I'm sure they don't do it for profit; there 
just isn't that much to be gained in the whole.  I'm sure 
they do it just for the sense of power it gives them.  A 
nasty bunch, wouldn't you agree?"  Tanj could only nod, as 
she listened in amazement; this certainly was NOT what 
she'd expected!

He smiled; "in fact, you'd be surprised how many folks have 
run afoul of Elysium, in just that manner.  Your story is 
far from unique, I'm sad to say.  And believe me, I know."  
Tanj Blinked; "you mean something like this happened to 
you?"  He just nodded; "my parents ran a small single-ship 
freight line.  The ship was as much "home" as "business"  
They suckered us in just as they did you, albeit many years 
ago.  I haven't seen my family since, although I'm 
convinced that if they're still alive, they're down there 
on Elysium.  If they've been sold off-planet, I haven't 
found any trace of it.  Tanj's eyes narrowed as she looked 
at him; "you were sold to the academy too, weren't you?"  
Again, he just nodded; "I was about 16, and just what they 
were looking for."  He grinned; "the reason I was looking 
so lost in the foyer that night, was because they'd changed 
it so much.  They must be doing well, to have spent that 
much money on renovations  just to impress "customers".  I 
guess I was also a little nervous, wondering if any of my 
old "instructors" were still around.  Thankfully, I guess 
I've changed enough since then that none remembered me.  
And that my cover seemed to hold, as well".

Tanj shook her head, having a hard time believing his 
story; "how'd you ever escape?"

"I didn't.  I was sold, at the end of my training, to a 
rather eccentric and very wealthy lady otter.  She had this 
thing for..... size.  She also had a few other kinks.  She 
LOVED underwater sex, not really surprising in an Otter; 
but Lions generally don't care for water.  As a punishment, 
when I'd been "bad", I'd have to service her underwater.  
You wouldn't believe the artificial gill system she'd had 
built for me.....  But I digress.  Generally, I was her 
butler, and bodyguard, housekeeper, groundskeeper, and all-
around handyman.  Of course, I don't have to tell you what 
went on in the bedroom...."  Tanj just grinned and nodded, 
having sampled some of his wares already.  I was with her 
for about eight years, and we were actually very fond of 
each other.  One day she went off to a ski resort, to meet 
with some of her business partners.  A combination business 
and pleasure trip.  I was left at home, to do some house 
painting, some shopping, and generally to "hold the fort".  
She had some business calls she was expecting that she 
didn't want to leave to an answering service, or voice-
mail.  I had a news service running in the background as I 
painted the grand hall, and I heard a piece about the death 
of my mistress in a skiing accident.  It was murder; I was 
sure of it as soon as I heard the news.  She'd been 
beginning to suspect they'd been cheating her, and on 
Elysium, business is a very rough game.  At any rate, we'd 
planned for such an eventuality.  Stupid she wasn't.  There 
was  a file in the computer, and I opened it, and read her 
instructions.  I found clothes, papers, credit cards, keys, 
all stashed and waiting.  Including a key for my collar; I 
didn't even think it COULD be removed.........  I took 
public transportation to the starport, where I found her 
private "yacht" waiting, all prepped by the starport staff, 
on instructions issued when I'd opened the file.  I raised 
ship, and headed outsystem, her papers and passcodes 
getting me through all the checkpoints.  Finally, I made 
the jump to the Tellus system.  There I executed a series 
of instructions that resulted in the complete liquidation 
of her financial empire, the funds being dispersed through 
multiple blinds.  Her final instructions to me were to take 
down those that had killed her.  And that"  he waved his 
paws to encompass the entire installation" is what I've 
made my life's work.  Oh, and incidentally, I'm planning on 
taking down the whole Elysium government, and in the 
process, finding whatever may be left of my family.  I'm 
going to make Damn well sure that what happened to me, what 
happened to you, what happened to them, never happens to 
anyone ever again.  

And here's how you're going to help.......

This story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to 
any characters, living, dead or imaginary is purely a 
coincidence.  Tanj and these stories arecopyright 
Kittiara's player, 1997, 1998, 1999, 2000.  Kittiara can be 
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