PoV Lucus Brighter
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK THESE FUCKING BITCHES!
I roared in my mind as I glared at the Tiger-kin bitch.
Relax.
I don't fucking want to relax! I needed to keep this rage, I was finding it harder and harder not to relax to that fucking voice after days of listening to it. After days of being bound and fucking fed through a fucking TUBE!
Relax and let your mind rest.
The voice from whatever fucking enchanted equipment they put on my ears made my head buzz, and I roared against it. No, NO, NO! NO~~~! I roared in my mind, I will not rest my mind, I will stay angry, and I won't fucking relax!
You are weak, so fragile, so soft.
The voice seemed to change with my thoughts, and I was not Weak. I was a B ranker, I was Strong!
So soft, so weak, you were subdued soeasily.
The voice almost mocked me with its soothness, and I wanted to scream and shout. I knew I needed to be saved soon. The other day, I found myself fucking reciting what it said. After we stopped at the new hiding place, the Beast Mistress set things up and made a camp with stolen shipments. I had no fucking idea what they were doing out here, but I wanted to get out.
This woman and her beasts fucking scare me.
You are a Sissy.
I am a Sissy. FUCK~! I roared in my head and shook my head, pulling on muscles that made me scream. These sinister fucking bitches had me tied up to the point I still could not move. Not once had they let up, and they only acknowledged me when they were feeding me and once every other day massage my legs and arms a bit.
I shuddered thinking about that and the pain from having my muscles moved around in my current position. I knew it was for my health and for taking care of me properly.
Mistress takes care of Good Sissys.
And Mistress takes care of Good Sissys like me, but- FUCK! I am doing that thing again. I need to keep my mind straight.
Mistress is so good to you,Sissy.
The words rolled over me, and I fought with all my might against them.
PoV Sally
"This area is much harder to be a damn bandit," I commented as Freya, and I waited in the trees. I allowed Freya to join me, and she was lightly playing her flute and making massive strides in her strength. In these past years, she has not been able to apply her skills as much as I have, and it showed in our earlier battles, where she was more of a distraction than something that needed to be dealt with or failed.
"Mmm, Mistress, you are correct. I think we have encountered significantly less on this road." Freya replied, pausing her flute playing. Freya looked down at her flute, as if she were contemplating the universe. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she asked, "I wonder if we have had the effect we wanted already?"
"They could be taking other routes," I noted, but I frowned because I felt like I was dismissing it out of hand. "They were supposed to have routes going through these roads, right?" I asked more seriously, but it was not the first time.
"Mistress, when I did my investigation, they had shipments coming in through all roads at least once a week. For the last five days, we have not seen one," Freya replied and picked up her flute again and started to play softly.
Soft music played in my ears, and I felt the mana in her music as she was trying something new, but I was not paying attention to it. My mind started to race as I thought about things.
We started out in that stupid Vine forest, and it was a great ambush spot. We attacked for a few weeks. Then, after being attacked by a particularly strong Incubus that cut me up a bit, and with my cute tigers, we overcame them. After that, I quickly vacated the place and then headed to where I am now. A slightly different, more classical forest and a small ravine where we put up our camp, since it was not the most ideal place, but also hidden. I did not want people looking for the best place to put the camp, but for the most hidden one.
We attacked a few carriage trains and took some more loot, some draft animals, and carriages. No, we took three. For three weeks, we took two of those in the first and second weeks, and one more after that, and that was on the seventh day. Which meant in a day, it would be a month since we changed to this road.
The calming flute music rolled over my ears, and I looked at Freya. "Please change the song for the moment. I do not want to be this calm while I am thinking," I told her, and Freya changed her song.
I ignored the music, thought about it, stood in the tree, and looked down. My lips pursed, and I started to whistle out orders, and I leaped down. Freya joined me, leaping down and playing her music as I started to move away from our ambush points. We moved through the forest with only her music to make note that we were walking through, and when she finished the song, I looked around.
"What is it, Mistress? Why are we retreating?" Freya asked, her voice serious.
"We are not leaving. The fact that only one carriage has moved through here per week, and it is getting increasingly long between them, makes me suspect." I replied, my voice dark and contemplative. "For now, I have a new slave to train a bit, and I will send my cuties out to ensure we are not spotted. I also want to finish this plan and get away from here. I think we might be done, I just need to finish our plan before heading back," I told her bluntly.
Freya walked behind me, put her flute to her lips, and started to play music again, the melody playing for an audience of one.
PoV Lucus Brighter
You are a Sissy.
I am a sissy, NO I AM NOT! I do not want to feel a dick in my butthole!
But you have an erection thinking about it, Sissy.
NO I DONT!
I roared into the gag and fought and felt my throbbing cock against the ground that got hard for no reason, and I strained against the ropes and pain laced through my body, blinding me with flashing white. I stopped, and pain became my being, and I hated it. I hated this, and when I looked up, I suddenly saw something amazing.
Mistress is so good to you, Sissy. Accept Mistress's love.
"Hello Sissy," A soft, comforting voice said, clearly not the enchantment's voice for once, and I shuddered. It was so good hearing another voice, and I saw the Beautiful Tiger-kin woman, and my mind blanked looking at her soft yet hard features as she suddenly released my gag.
Mistress is amazing.
"Mistress is Amazing," I heard myself say as the gag left my mouth, and I froze.
"Thank you, Sissy." The Young Beast-kin said, and I shuddered. She then suddenly released my bindings, and I felt so good; the relief from the restraints and being able to move again brought tears to my eyes. My arms and legs hurt so much, and now that they were no longer bound, I cried real tears into the dirt. "Aw, are you okay?" She asked, and I hated it.
Be a good Sissy and thank Mistress.
"Thank you, Mistress, for freeing me," I cried out and froze.
My mind reeled, and I remembered that this is the bitch that captured me and bound me. She is the FUCKING REASON I AM LIKE THIS! My anger surged, and I turned to glare at her, and her smile was soft as she touched my face.
"Aw, I am sorry that I put you in that box and left you bound. But you were being so naughty, I had to punish you," Mistress said, and I shuddered.
Mistress punishes so that you learn.
My mind went blank with both voices, and I tried to remember what I was so angry about. Right, being bound! The fucking bitch bound me.
Mistress's Love binds you deep, Sissy.
"I am sorry, sissy, but you should not disobey me. Bad Sissy's get punished," Mistress said with a soft voice. "But you will do better, right?"
Do better for Mistress. Be Better for Mistress. You want to be a better Sissy for Mistress.
"Y-Yeah," I heard myself say, and she smiled brighter, and a happy pang went through me. Mistress smiled at me, and I shuddered as I froze once again.
"Now, because of your previous bad behavior, Sissy, we are going to have to start training you from the beginning again. Do you remember your training?" Mistress asked slowly, her voice so soft and gentle compared to before, and I wanted to cry. But I knew it was a rouse; this was an evil bitch, and I felt my anger soar.
Remember your training, Sissy. Do you remember your training from before? Remember Mistress's Training!
The voice seemed to overwrite my anger suddenly as I tried to remember, and I froze as I did not remember.
How could you not remember your training?
Tell Mistress the truth.
Tell Mistress the Truth.
"I-I don't remember, Mistress," I told her the horrifying truth, then I remembered again.
I WAS NEVER A FUCKING SISSY! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME!
I opened my mouth to exclaim, but stopped instantly as Mistress talked, her thumb wiping away a tear. "That is okay, my dear little sissy. We can train you again. It is what Mistress is for. I will ensure you know exactly what to do," She cooed softly, and I shuddered and felt my cock throb in my pants, and my feelings scared me.
She scared me.
Worse of all, I was scared of myself because I realized I was free.
And not once had I even attempted to escape.
Mistress is so good to good Sissys.
Be a good Sissy for Mistress.
"You will be a wonderful sissy once again, I promise you that," Mistress said softly, her fingers wiping away my tears, and I trembled in fear even as I felt happy she would make me a wonderful Sissy once again.
"Your training will begin," She said, slowly, her voice soft, and I screamed inside.
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