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Aliana had already expected this? Knew it was a possibility, even a probability? Was that why she was so desperate, a fear of something beyond just being enslaved? "Have I doomed us to that, with my oath?" She could not break it. She would die before she willingly broke an oath. But there was a fear in her voice. They had each other. She was sure that would help, maybe delay it. But was it enough to prevent it? Were they already doomed to eventually end up like that girl. She desperately hoped otherwise. The girl had given them some warning of what was to come, much more pain, and 'pleasure' that came with their master and other men forcing themselves on them. But also in ways they did not know yet. -
Lilana had heard the stories too. That so many of their women were taken into slavery. When their town fell, Lilana suspected it would happen to her, and her sister too once she knew she was one of the surviving soldiers. She had to wonder if any of the men who surrendered were spared. If Aliana and other women were only spared to be enslaved? That was not the part she had been most concerned about though. "But do you know how many of them...how many of us...end up like that girl?" That was the part that scared her, was there something about that girl? Or was it like the girl and the priest said, a common result of their slave training? If so, the only thing making it any different for them was that they had each other, she could only hope that was enough.
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"That I suppose is enough for today. I will be seeing you two again. I will be entirely willing to listen and talk to you about your experiences." With that the priest turned and began to leave. The slave girl had one final thing to add. "I hope to talk to you again, once your master teaches you the new pleasures. And again once the process done, after we have all experienced that moment." The unspoken pleasures. She decided not to warn the sisters, that humans would not be the only things fucking them. Though they were not likely to experience that for at least a little while. That was not what their master was preparing at the moment. Once they were gone. Lilana finally shook off the shock. To see what a girl might end up after all this is done. "...How common do you think it is...for girls like us to end up like her?" She asked with some nervousness. It was true that girl probably did not have anything like a sister at her side. But was she rare, or was that the more common result of how girls taken into slavery eventually ended up. How long did it take her? What did she go through that they had not yet?
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The priest was unmoved. The desperate ranting of young confused girl, who did not yet fully embrace being a slave. “You were an enemy soldier, your master said. I suppose that explains your spirit. But then, you would have been punished severely if you disobeyed your commanding officers. Both of you would have also been punished for disobeying a lord or your king. As commoners you already served. The difference now is you focus that service on one man, at all times.” He was a patient man. There was no expectation anything would change today. The point of this meeting was to introduce himself to them. Possibly put a seed of doubt, that he was right, in their minds. Also to show them what the final result of their training will be. The slave girl had a smile filled with understanding and pity. “You don’t know all the things they do to teach us yet. But you have had a taste. You both have a long relationship with the whip coming up. Even now, I still get whipped at times. Other sorts of pain. Other pleasures. Some you have not imagined…” She paused, considering how much to say. Whether it was better for it to be a surprise or not.
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“Brainwashing? I understand why it looks that way. I remember being in your place, all the pain, the humiliation. It is very hard, I won’t lie to you, as a fellow slave, but it is to teach you. We are too stubborn and closed minded to be the slaves we are meant to be without that teaching. But that life? I would never go back. Eventually you will understand. You will think you are sinking to your lowest point. Then it comes. It is almost like a spiritual orgasm. Everything just makes sense, you will realize you truly want to be his slave. Maybe even love him, as a man. It isn’t something I can put into words completely…you two are sisters? It will be extra beautiful if you two experience it together, at the same moment. To live that life together.” Lilana had nothing to say, more surprised than anything. This was no act. The girl really believed every word she said. She was actually happy about being a slave. The priest spoke again. “Every person has a place in this world, chosen for them by the gods. There is no evil in slavery. It is just another class. You are no worse than a commoner, noble, not even the emperor. You simply have another place and role in life. To do whatever your master wishes. The holy Vanorian Empire is as strong as it is both due to the greatness of our emperors and the blessings of the gods. They believe some are meant to be slaves. If not, why did they allow our victories?” This was the priest’s duty. He would regularly visit. Both to lecture and teach them on their new place, as well as to listen. With many slaves he or those like him were the closest thing to a friend. And they might believe his words about the plans of gods. It was a little more complicated with a pair of sisters though.
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“You do not recognize a man of the gods when you see one, young slave? Perhaps your kingdom needed us more than even the emperor knew. I am here to help you. Ease the fears you two surely feel about your new life. Are we really any different? All humanity are slaves to the gods after all. A priest even more so.” The man spoke with a confidence, suggesting he believed every word. That he had had these sorts of talks before. “Your master sent me, to help you two, talk to you throughout the process.” ”You are no slave. You chose to be a priest.” Lilana was more willing to talk back still to someone other than her master. Even if their master sent him. The priest expected the remark. They would learn in time. But that was why the girl was here. He gestured her forward. “Talk to her then. She is one of you. One of your people, and a fellow slave. Tell the girls about yourself, slave.” The girl looked up, a sense of understanding in her eyes. But not the sort the sisters might have expected. “Mmmm you two are just starting?” She over their bodies. “Already branded. But still learning. I know it hurts, I know it is scary. Don’t worry, they know what they are doing. Girls like us just need to learn. Eventually the moment will come that will make it all worth it. I love my master, I live to serve him. Could not imagine anything but being his slave. Some day you two will know what I mean. A beautiful moment when it all makes sense, you completely submit out of love and loyalty. I never felt anything like it before or since. You will never forget it.”
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It was all they could do. Endure together. Lilana had little hope they would not be slaves for the rest of their lives. But if they had each other, it would help them get through this. It might have been better they could not hug at the moment. Lilana would not have been sure how to deal with it, with her sister’s back in its current state. “I will. If it looks like I’m too eager, that’s just me fulfilling my oath.” She would not hesitate to obey their master’s commands. She swore she would not. She might not enjoy it, but she would completely obey. She was a slave now, this was her duty now, unless someone or something else saved them. Their master was not the next to visit them. He was still preparing something else. He sent someone else to visit to visit them, another piece in breaking their minds. A middle aged man, strict looking, wearing robes. Lilana assumed correctly it was a Vanorian priest. “Noble slaves. Look at you two, you have begun to walk the path, to learn the joy of servitude. You are scared now, hurt. But in time you see the joy in such life. Realize this was fate.” There was another girl at his side, with what Lilana thought was a strange look in her eye.
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“…It wasn’t your fault, Aliana. I could never blame you.” The two of them never had a chance to fight their way out. Maybe they could have tried to run before the city fell, but that would have meant her sister abandoning her unit. By the time the battle was over it was too late. Could she have forgiven herself if she had done that? How many friends had she lost in the battle? ”The mage put a spell on you…they ripped your back apart with those whips. Don’t blame yourself for being ‘weak’. Just remember. No matter either of us go through, we have each other. How many other women are going through this alone, or with strangers they don’t know if they can trust?” It was their only light. That their master had no intention to separate them, apparently thrilled with the idea of having a pair of sisters. It was still incredibly hard, but knowing the other was there would help. Going through the same things, they each knew how the other felt. “Thank you for sparing me from the worst of it. It was so hard to watch you go through that for me.” The more intense whipping, being brought to orgasm by rape, things she had not felt yet. She felt a little ashamed her sister went through that, partially to protect her.
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Lilana thought the only thing she could do was share what she was thinking when she said all that. Her elaborate oath. “It was the only thing I could think of. What I swore to him. I was desperate to do anything I could to protect us.” Her own voice broke a little. “I don’t want to do it, but I have to. An oath is sacred, no matter what you say or why. It is impossible for me to even think about running anymore while he lives. Or to disobey him…his word is my law. I’m sorry, you hate me for giving myself to the enemy so completely.” She repeated the last point with some bitterness, but it was the truth. She was not genuinely loyal to him, not happily so. But she had to obey him completely now.
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Lilana was not sure how to react. She had always been the weaker one. Aliana had always supported her, she was grateful for it. She had wanted to support her sister, but after a reaction like that, she did not know what to do. She turned and sat there, feeling pathetic herself, that she could not do anything. She had no idea how to comfort someone like that. If she tried she would just make her sister more angry probably. They needed each other to get through this, but to her at least, that bond felt fragile at the moment. The last thing she wanted to do was break it. She understood what her sister felt like. They both went through the same thing. Her sister was probably ashamed of her too. All those things she said in her oath, probably sounded like she wanted to do this.
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Amy expected something like this, but even she was surprised by how quickly it happened. More surprised by how completely the girl submitted. That she really was the perfect dog now. No reluctance, not doing it only out of obedience, but because she genuinely wanted to. If there was a way to give her a dog’s body, Amy assumed she might even beg for it at this point. She pulled some more, tugging it side to side. Just hard enough to feel like she was trying, and to prevent Skye from pulling it out of her hand. Looking at that smile, that Skye was enjoying this, she did want to continue for at least a little while.
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Amy figured Skye probably could find a way to get the tail to wag if she really wanted to, shaking her hips or something like that. She was just happy Skye was that happy. It was a light playing again. No serious attempt to take from Skye but encouraging her to pull enthusiastically, but not as hard as she had with the lab. Something fun that did not strain her mouth.
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Amy did not expect her to think of anything immediately. The important thing was she gave Skye the warning. If she wanted to taste chocolate ever again, she still had some time to try to think of something. She was still happy having that affectionate moment with her dog. While she had been throwing the word ‘bitch’ around a lot, she did mean fairly affectionately, but also sexually. It was mainly to come up when reminding Skye who the alpha female was. Not so much in more affectionate moments like this. They still were not equals, but she would not be so aggressive pointing it out at times this. She put one hand on the toy, offering to play a little more with it.
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She really was thinking like a dog, genuinely wanted to be one. Amy did not mind continuing to give her chocolate, but was happy for the commitment. She was not going to go inside to switch right now though. “Starting tomorrow you will get dog treats then. Consider this your last day to have chocolate, if you want any more, try to think of things to earn more.” She was not going to give any suggestions, if Skye wanted any more chocolate in her life, it was up to her to find ways to impress Amy today.
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Amy did not know if Skye licked her by instinct or thought about doing it. But it was such a dog thing for her to do, completely on her own, she had to reward Skye. Pulling out another piece of chocolate and giving to her. She did consider a new question when doing that. “I can keep giving you chocolate as treats. But at this point, how do you feel about eating dog treats too?” This was another case of wanting to know what Skye thought, not training her. The idea was to learn if there were other things she would consider a reward.
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Amy did have some of those around, but Skye deserved one of her own. “You’ve been such a good girl, I’ll order one for you tonight, have it delivered tomorrow.” If not for the talking and her body, she feel like quite the dog at the moment. This was one of her rewards for that. It was still a little while before she would be allowed in the house or her bed, but she was getting most of the other rewards quick. She was curious if Skye was already so into it, tomorrow’s mating would completely natural to her. To think of the boys like a normal girl would think of human boys.
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This time, instead of the usual head petting. Amy pet the skin of her bare back. Testing how Skye reacted to other ways you might touch a dog. She would let Skye do whatever she wanted with the toy. It was hers now, unless she chose to take it away. But that would only happen if she needed to fix or clean it. Or a very severe punishment. That would probably hurt Skye more than putting the shock collar back on, losing so precious and knowing how upset her mistress would be if that happened. The toy was special partially because it was her only one, Amy did not want to give her too many. But she might consider one or two more for so much progress so quick. “Are there any other dog toys you can think of you might like?”
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Amy hoped it would not come to that. The other dogs had much better build for that. The important thing was that Skye was willing to fight for her. "That's a good girl. Sit, girl." She sat next to Skye. Setting the toy in front of her again. She was enjoying this moment, seeing how attached the girl had become to her and her toy. The side of her underneath the blind obedience, the love and other sort of loyalty. "Another dog, with a similar toy, might chew on it. Eventually breaking it. Chew on it too, if that feels right as a dog. Carry it around. Sleep with it. It's your toy and your mouth is less likely to damage it. Especially in the short term." She wanted Skye to treat it like a dog would, but obviously not be reckless with it either, or risk damaging it. Of course different dogs might treat it different, and not all would work to destroy it.
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Logan did not really know what to suggest there. Anya had a much better idea than him on how to handle all of that. "Well, I guess I'll take your recommendations there. Can make whatever preparations you want." He thought it might feel a little weird at first, but probably be worth it in the end. Something to at least try once. After it was over he could decide how much he wanted to do it in the future. For now though he would let her take care of the preparation.
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The other dogs looked towards Skye briefly, but realizing it was not targeted towards them, they went back to doing their own thing. Amy nodded at Skye's effort. It was good. Probably what she should rely on most. Bark but no bite. If she kept at it, it might be enough to at least spook off one of the dogs from taking it from her. But it was probably worth taking it a step further. Purely as a hypothetical, it might be worth it to test if it went further. Give her just a bit of the boys' training. "Good. Good. Now show me what you would do if that was not enough...no, show me what you would do if someone tried to attack me. Just to the air, assuming someone was in front of me. Show what you would do." She was too submissive and did not have the body to fight the way the boys did. But what would she do if what she really cared about was in danger?
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Amy smiled at that answer. One of the rare signs the girl was not just obedient, the dog’s love for her mistress. She was so obedient because she also felt that way. How much was a dog’s love and how much was human’s? She did tell Skye that being lovers was one aspect of their relationship now. Skye was confirming she felt the same. “Good girl.” She rubbed Skye’s head. “You are very submissive. But protect it. It is yours. Only I have the right to take it from you, and I do not intend to. Fight for it if anyone tries. Let me hear it. Let me hear your growl and bark. As intense as you can, as if someone wanted to steal your toy.”
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Amy found that acceptable. She was at least trying to treat it the way a dog would. “You like it, don’t you? Consider it special? Would you fight to keep one of the boys from taking it from you? Don’t tell me what you think I want to hear. Tell me how feel, what that toy means to you.” She had some idea already, but wanted to hear it from Skye in her words.
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Amy played with Skye just a bit. Encouraging that instinct by pulling back gently for a moment just hard enough to maintain her grip. But she was more curious what her dog would do with the toy after she secured it, so after a moment of light play she let go, watched to see what Skye would do with the one thing here that could be said to belong to her.
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Amy could not help but laugh a little at that. That was missing the point. Though she did appreciate the obedience. She really had utterly dominated this girl. She did not even know if it was possible for Skye to willingly consider disobedience anymore. They walked back to her cage. She undid the leash and sat next to her. She pulled out the stuffed rabbit, her personal toy, one she seemed touched to receive even before submitting. Holding it in front of Skye’s mouth, she tested what her dog would do. There was not one right answer her. She just wanted a dog like reaction of some sort. And to see what she would do when offered her personal toy.
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So obedient. She loved the way Skye responded now, but did clarify a bit for her. “You are to obey me from here on, do what I say because I tell you to. I did say you will never have to think for yourself again. That is true, in the sense you will just do what I tell you, but you are allowed to speak your mind beyond confirming my orders or asking for clarification. You might be a completely submissive bitch, but that is one thing you are still allowed to do.” Basically as long as she was not talking back or trying to resist orders, Skye could say whatever she wanted, when she wanted. She was so submissive, she might still talk like that, but she was being given permission to say other things.
