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Amy could feel it, she wanted this. She would take her time with it, by the time they were done the girl might realize she wanted to be hers, more willing to go through the training. This was going to be closer to making love than mating like dogs, though there might be moments of that mixed in. That was why they continued to just kiss for the moment, Amy’s tongue aggressively plunging deep into Skye’s mouth trying to wrestle her’s into responding. -
Amy lifted her hand. Took a minute to completely undress. She rubbed Skye’s stomach a little more. “…Good girl. Consider this a treat. You will have to be a very good dog to get more of this later. Prove you deserve it.” She then laid on top of Skye, wrapping her arms around her and gave her a passionate kiss, unbothered by the lingering kibble taste in her dog’s mouth.
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“…Look at you. If that was what you wanted, you should have just said so. I don’t mind doing it, even with my dog….you do want it, don’t you? I want to hear you beg for it, dog.” She would make Skye admit it. Remove any doubt she forced herself on her. Make her admit to herself the truth. Not lie about the arousal that Amy was seeing more and more signs of. She almost wanted to pay the kidnappers a bonus now. She had not expected this to happen.
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That was very interesting. Was the girl getting into it? One thing Amy was starting to realize was the kidnappers had chose well. The girl would not shift to being a dog too quickly, but she was clearly naturally submissive, the sort of girl more easy to tame and train. This reaction, almost sexual, was it sexual? She was tempted to take it further right now, seeing a new path to train the girl. But for now, she just rubbed a little harder while she considered that.
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Amy looked over the girl, exposed as both dog and human. In a position that was a sign of submission for a dog, and at times arguably could be for a human girl as well, though it could also signal other things with them. She let Skye lay like that for a second. Then she sat down next to Skye, facing her face, the girl’s small breasts being the only sensitive thing she could see. Then she placed her hand softly on the girl’s stomach, leaving it there for a second until she started affectionately, softly for now, rubbing it like a dog’s, studying her reaction.
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Amy took the bone again. “Roll over, girl”. This would be interesting. She would be exposing herself to Skye, showing her mistress everything, since she was already nude. Could she do it? Was she obedient enough already to do it without hesitation. It would be an interesting test, though all that was just an added bonus. To Amy it was another trick to teach.
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“Good girl.” Another chocolate for obeying the command. Amy waited for Skye to finish eating before throwing the bone again. She did wonder how she would react to the next trick she had planned and what came with it. Based on some of Skye’s previous reactions, she thought there was a good chance she would enjoy it.
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Amy decided to mix a little more into it this time. Train her to do few tricks. She picked up the bone but did not throw it immediately. “Sit, girl.” Of course there was an advantage here, compared to other dogs. Skye already knew what all the various commands were. The training was just to get her to do them all on command.
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Amy pet Skye on the head for coming over to her. She wanted to play with her? Or at least could not think of anything else? It did not matter too much, the important thing was she did it on her own. “You want to play? Let’s start with a repeat of yesterday?” She found the rope bone and gave it another toss across the yard. Fetch might be a good daily activity just get her used to walking like a dog.
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Amy was happy she seemed to adjusting, though she was sure it was still just because she had to at the moment. “After you eat as much as we need to. We are going to try something a little different today. For a while I give you free roam of the yard. Do whatever you want. As a dog. I’ll just sit back and watch. If you break one of the rules, you will get shocked. Otherwise I will just watch.” It was not going to be for the whole day. But Amy thought this was one of the ways to help get Skye to think of herself more as dog, to let her do what came naturally within the rules. Would she try to play with her new friend? Meet one of the other dogs? Do something else to occupy herself. If Skye chose to play with her, she would even do that, instead of just watching. But it was Skye who would decide what she did for a little while.
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The girl was silent for a second. She was completely blind. Probably for life. It was uncertain if her leg would heal enough to walk properly again. Then there was the scars. Still, she felt an aura of sorts, believed she really was in an angel’s presence. “It did not stop them for long. I will never be the same again.” Granted she did still have a little pride in her fight. And it was probably better than being a slave. But it was hard to believe it was worth the cost.
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Maxi nodded. “I will check with the priest and other survivors too. See if anyone else does know her name.” He walked to the other room to go over that with the priest and make arrangements for other girls to show up. The next one was different. Blindfolded, limping, with scars on her back from limps. The priest guided her, for reasons that were soon clear. “…This one fought back when the soldiers forced themselves on her…you see how they punished her. Let me know when you two are done, I will help her back out.” He turned and left to give them privacy.
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“…Do you want to see the slave again? Or see someone else?” Maxim cautiously asked as he followed her back into the temple. While he was hopeful Anahel could save her, he was cautious of putting too much strain on Anahel. She was probably the one who needed it most though. The question was if even Anahel could reach through to her.
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With that settled, the two of them went back to surveying the surroundings. “That should help people like the woman. If she is willing, hopefully she will find someone new to support her. If the cities population was not so imbalanced, so few women, I’d possibly inclined to try to stage some even to help survivors marry again.” The older women, the young girl, pregnant with a Vanorian child, he slave girl. All the women that were left seemed to need significant, any others were probably similar to at least one of them
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They had continued to go down the streets, most of the buildings having varying degrees of damage. The immediate was finding a building to use as shelter for the older woman and those like her. Or a place to build such a building. “I suppose you will be here at least for my coronation. I intend to take the crown when I regain the family castle, before taking the war to Vanoria. Maybe you will be there for my wedding too.” He was royalty after all. He had to consider that sooner or later. Once his kingdom was restored and word got out of the divine support, he would have no problem finding ladies and princesses willing to marry him. More so after he fought Vanoria. But he did not want to rush to pick one.
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Maxim would welcome her help as long as it was available. The kingdom would be fragile after it was restored. “It will takes years to rebuild the kingdom to how it was before the war. It may not even be accomplished in my lifetime. Especially with how hard it may be to heal all the women mentally. Hopefully it will be strong enough to stand on its own after you leave. Though taking the war to Vanoria is part of that. With their power weakened, it will be easier to rebuild.” Even after all the land was recovered though. There might be a period where Anahel’s presence was the only thing securing independence.
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That was another question to consider. “How long do you intend to remain in the mortal world? My prayers that brought you here would be fulfilled after restoring my kingdom, and bringing justice to Vanoria. After that there is nothing obligating you to remain here, do you have permission to remain longer, and if so, how long do you intend to stay?” Of course the war with Vanoria was likely to be longer now. His previous intention was to march straight towards the capitol, execute Urbanus for his crimes. But now might have to search the empire for his people among the slaves.
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Things were still quiet on the streets when they left. The shock that the Vanorians were gone and they had been liberated by their prince…with an angel, was still settling in. That and the loss of so much of the population hurt it further. “I had hoped to start rebuilding an army with the capture of the city. But it has lost too many people. I may have to rely more on your power for now. When we have several more cities I might be able to pull small amounts of men from each.” Of course so many men were lost in the war itself, his father’s armies. The army was going to be more symbolic than anything. Even after the kingdom was fully liberated, they would have to rely on Anahel to take the war to Vanoria.
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Maxim did not notice any change yet while holding her. Changes were likely to be more subtle and on the inside at first. Things even Anahel might not actually feel at first, or not realize what it was. He finally let her go, now that she seemed to have calmed down. “Walk with me, if you would like. I want to take more of a look over the town, see how much needs to be done before we march to the next target. As you said to the older woman, I do intend build some sort of shelter and ideally support system for people like her, with no way to support themselves. Maybe more. I don’t want to stay here too long, but it could be a few days.”
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Maxim decided to dig a little on some what he heard either, asking as he continued to hold her a little longer. “Forgive me for have listened in on your talks with the other girls. I just wanted to make sure I could step in, in case there was some misunderstanding, between human and angel. But you said you believe you used to be human? Do you remember anything about it? How long ago, or anything about your life as one?” It sounded like she had forgotten most of it. But he was curious if she remembered anything at all.
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Maxim did not know if this was out of place. To see an angel reduced to tears like this, he could not help it though. He walked over and embraced her. Holding her tightly and silently for a moment. "...I'm not giving up on them. They are my people. I need to free my kingdom first. Then punish Vanoria for its crimes. But after I am king I will spend how every long it takes to try to heal all of them." He still held her, the angelic figure feeling so human human now, like the little girl she appeared to be. She was going to help him win this war, free them all. She said she would do anything he wanted. But she was not his slave. He could not just leave her in pain like that.
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Maxim stepped out of the shadows at this points, gesturing the priest to do the same. He had not seen Anahel like this, it was best to give her a chance to calm down. "Take the girl back to wherever you had her resting. We might try some more later. Apologize to anyone else still waiting." The priest took the slave's arm and slowly led her out, the light in her eyes dimming again. Maxim rubbed his forehead in frustration. That girl was one of his people, his responsibility, he was not shipping her off to Vanoria. "...I had hoped you could reach her. Maybe we can find a way later." "...I had heard stories of Vanorian slave girls from visitors to father's court. But this is the first time I ever saw one, what the training does to them. If a girl living here is already like that...nearly every young girl in my kingdom has probably gone through it by now. Thinks similar to that girl. I intend to free as many as I can. But healing them may take most of my days as king, after the war is over." Unless he and Anahel could figure something out with that girl, this would not be fast or easy to fix. A whole generation of girls stolen and twisted. Only a small number, like the first girl who visited Anahel were spared. She made have been made a slave too, if they had been much later.
