"She looks like she's had a tough time…" I commented sadly. "Um… Dear Mistresses… this is my sister, June." Clyde said nervously. "You're r
"She looks like she's had a tough time…" I commented sadly.
"Um… Dear Mistresses… this is my sister, June." Clyde said nervously. "You're right, she's had it very rough. We each adapted to our lives in different ways, I suppose. I learned to enjoy certain things… and she didn't."
Clyde shifted June off his lap, and bowed forward, pressing his head to the floor. "I humbly beg you to let me keep her safe. She won't be any trouble and uuh… she might recover a bit if I look after her, if you choose not to torture her too much. She's a good girl, and I'm sure she'll obey once her… awareness returns a little bit."
"Of course we'll keep her safe," Maddie agreed. "I'll put you in charge of looking after her, alright?"
"Yes Mistress, thank you so much," Clyde said.
"Any idea on her age, class, or level?" Lysander asked.
"Eighteen, same as me. Class is [Commoner], level I can't remember exactly, but it's probably 3 or 4?"
"Ah, I see," Lysander said.
"And uuh… sex wise? I don't know how responsive she'll be, but she's still a warm hole for anyone who wants her. I know she used to like boys. Not sure about girls."
"Good to know, thanks," I said.
Next was the deerboy. He was tall and muscular, close to six feet, with a handsome smile, and curly brown hair. Poking out from the sides of his head were two long deer ears, and from the top of his head poked out two slender antlers. He also had a short deer tail above his butt, and cloven hoofed feet. Interestingly his hands were completely humanlike. I wondered what the rules for beastkin anatomy were.
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"So uuh… I'm Douglas, or Doug if you prefer… I'm a deerboy, twenty eight years old… and I'm a level seventeen [Cook]."
"Ooh!" I said, happy at discovering a hidden treasure.
"Yeah, so I guess I'd rather… ya know… be a cook? It's kinda what I'm good at. But uuh… if you want sex then, okay I guess. You're all lovely ladies, I'm sure, but uuh… I'm probably not going to get hard for you, so I hope that doesn't make you too mad at me."
"Oh, why not?" Maddie asked.
"Gay." he said, shrugging. "I'm only attracted to men. But uuh… I guess my tongue will work if you want me to lick you?"
"I've got a very willing licker right here," Maddie said, gesturing to Clyde the mouseboy. "No sense ordering an unenthusiastic slave to serve me sexually when I have such a willing alternative."
"Kay… thanks Mistress," he said.
"I think we'll definitely want to use you for your cooking skills, though," I said.
"As far as I know, Ash only likes woman." Lysander commented. "There won't be a Master here that will likely want to sleep with you. I hope you're not too disappointed."
"It's okay Mistress… After three months in the brothel, I don't really mind taking a break," Douglas said.
Next in line was Breast Bunny. She was a fit, muscular, bunnygirl with long white humanlike hair, and two white bunny ears reaching straight up out of her skull. She also had a fluffy white bunny tail above her posterior. Her skin was a light tan, much darker than her hair. Her most obvious assets were right there on her chest, massive boobs that put Maddie's rack to shame.
"I'm Tiffany…" she said quietly. "Age twenty-six, level nine [Warrior]. I'm pretty strong for a woman, like Bethany, I guess. I'll work hard, and bend over for anyone who wants me. I'll suck or fuck anything you stick in me. Ask me to do anything, and I'll do it. I'm quite eager to avoid punishment. I've had enough pain for a lifetime, and I uuh… really want to be obedient for you. You don't need to hurt me to keep me obedient. Please… Please don't punish my breasts too much…"
She looked in each of our eyes, silently begging.
"No worries there. I think we're planning on delegating the sadism play to the masochists," I said with a smirk.
"Do you prefer male or female partners?" Lysander asked.
"Whatever doesn't get me tortured," Tiffany stammered quickly.
"Let's say you had a choice whether to serve a Master or Mistress… all other things being equal," Lysander said.
"Uhm… I'm only sexually attracted to men… but like I said, I'll do anything." Tiffany replied, with a shaky smile.
"I'm pretty sure Ash loves tits." Maddie said, with a smirk.
"Then I'll gladly offer them…" Tiffany said quickly, and then looked around apprehensively. "Uhm… does Ash… you know… torture?"
I thought of what I knew of Ash, and his former alter-ego Ashley, "Nah, I think Ash likes being dominant, but isn't so keen on inflicting pain." I replied.
Tiffany smiled with relief. "I… hope I can please him."
"Oh, you'll do great." Maddie said, giving her a thumbs up.
Next up was a second catgirl. This one was pale skinned and black haired, with a pair of striking yellow cat's eyes. Colour aside, she looked quite similar to Ginny, with the same short hair, and same feline traits. Ginny had a slender build, but this girl actually seemed to be slightly smaller. She didn't cower or flatten her ears, but I saw her tail swish subconsciously. A sign of nervous energy or agitation, if I recalled my cat body language correctly.
"Shade, twenty three, level 3 [Warrior]," she mumbled nervously. "Uhm… not very strong, but quick. I used to live in the storm sewer in Baltour… stealing things to survive… pickpocketing and stuff. Then I was caught, and… sold to the brothel…"
"A cat burglar!" Maddie chuckled.
"Did a bit of burgling… not much though…" she mumbled.
"I don't think we're planning on forming a thieves guild…" I commented.
"W-wait I can be a sex slave. Please! I'll eat pussy… all your pussies." she stammered nervously.
She quickly shed her modesty blanket, baring herself for our inspection. She scooted forward, and leaned back, spreading her thighs giving us a full display of her lady bits.
"Please… don't get rid of me. Don't sell me to another brothel… Just… my body is okay right? I can please you? Please… I'm an excellent pussy licker, all catgirls are. You heard the joke right? Nobody knows pussies like pussies? Totally true in my case."
The catgirl sniffed, and I saw tears in her eyes, "Please… I can be good. I can be so good… I just want to serve you, my Mistresses. I'm not just disposable sewer trash…"
"It's okay Shade, we'll keep you," I said.
Chloe got up and knelt next to her. She gently helped Shade back onto her knees, and hugged her. Shade melted right into the hug, and quietly sobbed into Chloe's shoulder.
"So… you prefer female partners?" Lysander asked awkwardly.
"'Yess Mistress…" the catgirl mumbled into Chloe's shoulder. "I'm into girls. I was caught along with my girlfriend, 'nother catgirl. Bought as a set, but she… didn't survive long, died in the first week when a client accidentally took things too far."