CONTENT WARNING: Heavy-pet play, degradation, humiliation and BDSM.
For a long moment the air seemed to shudder with a tremulous rumbling roar echoed over the sounds of pouring rain before both were suddenly pierced by a sharp if far briefer crackling snap; the latter noise accompanied by an enormous bolt of lighting that for a brief moment lit the streets and buildings nearest its impact site; shining past sheets of falling rain only to fade away just as quickly as it had arrived and leave nothing behind as rain resumed its reign.
Flinching meekly as I watched and felt that enormous bolt of lighting spear through the sky, I tucked my arms tighter around my shins; drawing my knees closer to my chest and chin as I watched the storm rage beyond the floor to ceiling window from where I sat huddled on the ground of my Mistresses’ studio style living area; my slender unblemished pale alabaster figure almost entirely naked barring the crimson metallic collar that clung firmly around my neck and the pair of rounded rimless glasses that rested comfortably on the bridge of my nose.
As a Good Pet at home should be.
Nestled along a crescent shaped cove of the western shoreline of the Rylos Sea; one of the man inland seas that dotted the world that become my home, the colony settlement of Vrash’s Rest, was a port city flanked by a vast body of water to the east, the foothills of Mr. Kadros to the north and the edges of the Grand Labyrinth to the west and south. The latter being an enormous sub-continental scale network of canyons, cliffs and caverns that dominated the planet’s sole supercontinent; The Maker.
Nibbling on my lip as I silently watched the storm continue to release itself on the wider Vrash’s Rest that laid outside the window, I shifted slightly from where I sat as I laid a hand against my belly which was still settling with the nutrient-slurry my Mistresses had me suckle for dinner. Feeling my butt briefly brushing against carpeted floor before settling as I adjusted my posture I pulled my hand from my belly and reached up to my face; brushing my hand through the bangs of my brown hair that reached just past my chin, and reassuringly pressing a finger against the bridge of my glasses before returning it to where I had previously wrapped it around my shins.
The living area of my Mistresses’ residence wasn’t unfurnished.
No, the living area, which included both; the kitchen and living room, was quite well furnished with the latter filled with a crescent shaped couch and chairs and even a few ottomans that encircled circular coffee table while the kitchen area had a table and chairs alongside an island half lined with stools; not to mention all of the appropriate appliances and the like.
Mistress Valia always sighed and leaned back into her favorite chair as she watched the holo-screen that unfolded from its housing on the ceiling while Mistress Radomila hummed as she used the appliances to make herself and Mistress Valia their meals.
But I didn’t use either; neither the furnishings or the appliances, not now at least. Though I had only ever used the former with my Mistresses’ permission and more often than not under either or both of their supervision.
As was natural and proper for a Good Pet.
They were for people after all, and that wasn’t something that I was.
Not… not any more.
A Good Pet knows her place.
Swallowing thickly as I yawned meekly, my throat pressing against my tightly fitted collar I sighed and gently shook my head only for the floor to ceiling window that made up the entirety of the outer wall of the living area to polarize and become opaque; the sounds of the storm even dulling as it did so.
Then came the familiar and comforting wordless hum as foot steps began to approach before the hum’s owner clicked her tongue and spoke in a unmistakable voice that I knew by heart.
Mistress Radomila was back!
“Seraphina Sit.”
I obeyed the command reflexively; withdrawing my arms from my legs before bringing the latter beneath me and pulling them together as I rested my hands on the tops of my tights so that I sat with my butt on my heels and kept my hands at rest while also straightening my back to sit up straight.
Just as my Mistresses had instructed me.
As a Good Pet should.
Waiting obediently and still as I listened to Mistress Radomila approach, I pulled my earlier musings into mental box and stowed them away. Even with how large the living area was; both of my Mistresses were tall, very tall. Mistress Radomila was shorter than Mistress Valia but compared to me; both of my Owners were enormous. And that was before including the two rabbit-like ears on the top of Mistress Radomila’s head or Mistress Valia’s long scaly tail for that matter.
Mistress Radomila was a Laquine; a humanoid mammalian species whose tall figures were layered in short fur, with the exception of the tops of their heads which is where their fur grew longer, with elongated rabbit-like faces, long ears on the top of their heads and short very bushy and soft tails.
She was both athletic and strong, with a well toned and well endowed figure. She had wide hips and a very large chest. By comparison I was smaller; a mere one-point-forty-seven meters in height with a slender feminine figure and pale alabaster skin with baseball sized breasts and svelte hips. Short brown hair in a bob-cut that reached just past my chin to her long lustrous chestnut brown ‘hair’ that was long enough to reach the small of her back. My dull crimson eyes to her electric violet eyes that always seemed to see right though me.
Mistress Radomila was beautiful; both of them were and they had both told me that I was too even if I was their pet and so much less than either of them. They were after all also natural persons while I was a vatgrown bio-android.
Artificial.
Fabricated.
Beautiful Mistresses keep Beautiful Pets.
Hearing the older and far taller woman stop behind me, I stayed in place as she lowered herself to the ground and pulled her long well toned and chestnut brow furred arms around the pale alabaster skin of my chest before gently lifting and pulling me back and into her lap where she used her left arm to hoist my legs over one of her thighs and then brought it back to my bare body to use both arms to pull me tighter against her athletic furred and soft nightgown-clad figure; trapping my arms between our bodies as my head was pushed against her voluminous chest. Blushing as butterflies swarmed in my belly as Mistress reached up stroked my hair while also pressing my head further into the thin fabric of her nightgown and her breasts that were only just covered beneath.
“You’re such a good pet, darling; and so very beautiful when your shy and meek and mousy.” Mistress Radomila breathed as she continued to hug me and stroke my hair. Her attention and words and tone and touch; sending a calming warmth through my body from my chest to my head and the tips of my fingers and toes as I closed my eyes even as she continued to keep my head against her barely clothed breasts. “I took a bit longer in the bathroom than I had thought I would and had a call from a friend who needed me to check on something real quick.”
“Though its not something shy little you should ever need to worry about darling; your Mistresses know how complicated and hard people can be for you love.” My Mistress continued as the hand that she had been combing my head with slipped around my gently tapered ears before it began trailing down my pinned bare figure though I kept still.
Obedience is Proper.
“Valia and I would rather not have you do a repeat of the incident at the block party.” Mistress Radomila giggled as her fingers began sliding down my shoulders even as I swallowed, flinched and released a meager little whimper at the reminder of that… that nightmare. “You were so very cute; naked and gagged and leashed as you tried to bury yourself into Valia but given that your bladder gave out; well, we ver much learned your limits for what we can put you though”
Shutting my eyes as the memories of that incident; the first and only time my Mistresses had ever taken me beyond the apartment complex’s boundaries, continued to flow in. The block party had been held for a local professional boating team that had won a regional competition with the entire neighborhood having been invited to the celebration. As they had been invited my Mistresses wanted to bring me along; leashed, gagged and naked; only for the crowds, smells, noises and eyes to- to be too much and causing me to lose my bladder in front of well everyone.
It.. it had hard enough with eyes on my and so much sound and people but when my bladder gave out…
I whimpered and shuddered at the thought only to gasp as my butt was pinched and then spanked as Mistress hushed me and clicked her tongue. “Though enough of that; your safe and your home and your Mistresses are here; so be a good girl just focus on me.”
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
“Y-yes M-Mistress.” I whispered meekly as I buried that memory in a box too before shoving it away before sighing as Mistress Radomila laid the hand that she had stroked, pinched and spanked me with against my butt.
“Such an obedient darling.” Mistress cooed as she nuzzled my head with her muzzle; sending a new wave of warmth through me with her tone, touch and words. “Valia and I were so very lucky to take you in when we had; you’ve made the perfect pet. Already naturally obedient and docile all you needed was a purpose and direction, you know that darling?”
“Washing up to shore; naked and almost entirely amnesiac, you could have been snatched up by slavers or Corpos and sent to a labor camp or brothel or worse.” Mistress Radomila sighed as she held me against her nightgown clad chest, though I couldn’t help but shiver at the reminder of what my Mistress was speaking about. I… I didn’t remember much of anything prior to waking up in a strange hospital bed and surrounded by strange machines; what memories I did have were distant and almost fading though what did have hinted at a lab, a wealthy investor and a space station that had hung far above a bountiful yet heavily populated garden world.
I whimpered meekly.
I had gotten lucky when my Mistresses had claimed me as theirs to keep me safe, and they even had.
Good Pets know their place.
“But you hadn’t darling and that’s what matters.” My Laquine Mistress hummed gently as her hand reached from my butt to one of breasts; squeezing it; causing me to softly gasp even as I shook the memory away as well.
Mistress Radomila giggled before slipping her arm beneath one my armpits and began to rise to her feet; bringing me up as she did. Leaving me to stand eye-level to her softly clothed waist as she settled a hand on the top of my head. “Though we should check on Valia; she’s been cooped up in the office for too long and deserves a break.”
Tucking my arms around the pale alabaster of my abdomen, I bit my lip as I kept my gaze submissively down towards the carpeted floor that covered the floors of every room barring the laundry room, bathroom, kitchen and entry hall while Mistress Radomila guided me towards the further of the two hallways that branched from the opposite sides of the main living area of my Mistress’s residence. The one to the right of where I had been sitting with Mistress led to the their bedroom and bathroom while the one we approached led to the laundry room, store room and my Mistresses’ Study; the latter was where they worked from home and kept me at their feet and where my pet-bed usually laid while the latter was where My Mistresses washed clothes and where they laid my pet-pad that they had me use when they didn’t take me outside to relieve myself.
My Mistresses forbade me from sinks without supervision and toilets at all; they weren’t for pets, not that they wrecked sized for someone as short as me for that matter. Cheeks flushing at the though and of the daily humiliation my Mistresses had me do I hunched my shoulders as my stomach twisted.
It… it was what it was.
Pets aren’t people; a Good Pet knows their place.
Padding through the hallway until we reached a familiar fork, I couldn’t help but yawn as Mistress Radomila guided me to the around the right corner; leading me away from the threshold to the laundry and storage rooms and into the Study.
“Vaaaaliaaaa.” Mistress Radomila sang cheerfully with a giggle as we crossed the threshold that separated the room from the hallway. “Enough working tonight; your lover wants her owed snuggles and smooches and Seraphina needs her cuddling and Snek Domme’s attention.”
Blushing as we can to a stop, the fingers of the hand that Mistress Radomila had laid on my head curled through my hair before gently tugging; pulling my gaze up from where it had been on the locked on the floor.
Though it wasn’t the largest of the rooms branching away from the main living area of my Mistress’s residence; the Study was both large enough to fit all manner of things while still being cozy. With another floor to ceiling window that overlooked the storm cloaked settlement on the wall opposite of the entrance with the wall to the far right was braced with a plush red leather chase lounge while the remaining walls were lined with cabinets and bookshelves which even included real books that my Mistresses had sometimes permitted me to read while they used the Study or were away. The center of the room was no less furnished; with a oval shaped rug, a coffee table and a pair of chairs while between them and the window sat a series of monitor screens and paper laden desk and leather chair that formed the Study’s heart.
Lastly and tucked away in the corner and on the floor near the Study’s window was the squat rectangular pet-bed that my Mistresses had me occasionally sleep in and occasionally moved from room to room as they wished.
Though that hardly mattered, at least right now because seated on the chair behind the enormous desk was my other Mistress.
Mistress Valia, and she was just a beautiful as Mistress Radomila.
At two-point-twenty-eight meters in in height when she stood with a tail that reached well passed her ankles, Mistress Valia was an immense woman who bared an incredibly curvy and almost heavyset and plump figure; her belly and breasts bulging and so very soft. Though unlike Mistress Radomila, Mistress Valia was not mammalian but was instead reptilian or more specifically; a Slyveren. With a cobra shaped head and a tailed humanoid body sheathed in smooth crimson scales that covered much of her form barring her inner thighs, under her arms, her belly, chest and the inside of her cobra-like hood which were instead a softer ashy grey color. Though unlike Mistress Radomila who wore a nightgown, Mistress Valia was topless and if I remembered right; only wearing a pair of stretchy undergarments over her lower genitals; leaving her expansive breasts and belly to hang freely.
Then, then there were her eyes; twin orbs of glowing almost molten silver that were entrancing and so much more.
Eyes that were even now bearing down on me.
I yawned meekly; my throat almost straining past my collar as I tried to avert my gaze from her when she smiled down at me, though Mistress’s Radomila’s gently grip on my hair foiled any such effort so I swallowed shyly as I wilted.
As I did so often when I was under her attention.
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
Mistress Valia sighed as she tilted her head at my Laquine Mistress and snorted before leaning back in her chair and cupping her chin. “Oh? Owed now? I’ll say; you’re needier than a Bull in heat in New Texan summer, Mila.”
“I can be bad sure, but I’m not that bad!” Mistress Radomila giggle. “I would know; I did ride with a Bull or three a couple years ago.”
“I remember; you were sore for days.” Mistress Valia nodded sagely before she glanced down towards where I stood obediently silent as they talked. Feeling butterflies swarm in my slurry stuffed belly, I continued to wait, as was proper, while my Mistresses chatted about things that had happened well before they had me or even moved to the colony until they returned to the topic of me.
A Good Pet should be patient.
“But you’re not wrong; our pet does need me.” My Slyveren Mistress smiled as I felt her eyes fall back on to me while she patted her own belly. Biting my lip, I flushed shyly as I tried not to squirm. “It’s not like what I’ve got left can’t wait. Seraphina’s fed, watered and relieved herself?”
“She has yep; sucked up entire slurry pack and relieved herself just after; she really likes the new berry flavor you picked up from the downtown last week.” Mistress Radomila replied as she released my hair and gently patted my head, letting me turn my gaze back to the floor. “Seraphina is a very good girl.”
Feeling warmth swell in my chest face at my Mistress’s praise I shifted onto my right foot as Mistress Radomila ran a finger across my bangs and forehead.
“She is, and thanks for that Valia; things just got busy and with the storm; work needed to follow me home today.” Mistress Valia agreed before clicking her tongue. “Seraphina, would you come here love.”
Good Pets Obey.
“Go on darling .” Mistress Radomila encouraged as her hand lifted from my head. Arms around my chest and head still facing floor beneath me; I meekly hurried over towards where my even larger and heavyset Mistress was reclined; maneuvering around the study’s gargantuan desk before approaching my seated Mistress. Coming to a halt once I reached her scaled form, I was scooped up into her lap and laid onto her belly as her left arm cradled my back before she laid a finger of her right against my cheek and lifted my face from her soft and warm belly to look up at her own; leaving me to gaze submissively up at her molten silver eyes, eyes that I felt begin to pour into me intoxicatingly, effortlessly as my body slackened; my arms loosening their hold over my abdomen where they had rested as my head drooped and muscled eased; my breath seemingly vanishing as her eyes bored down on me.
Mistress Valia blinked and smiled before her tongue slipped from her lips and trailed along my face and then just as quickly as they imposed themselves, her eyes’ weight faded and I could breath again.
Though I felt… tired.
More than I had before.
“There you are love.” Mistress Valia murmured softly as she adjusted me against her belly before lifting her head towards Mistress Radomila. Held in her lap and braced against her I closed my eyes tucked my chin between my chest her her soft and warm belly; simply letting the warmth of her soft scaled body bracket me; are I couldn’t help but yawn sleepily as the swelling tiredness continued to set in.
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
“-already?”
“It’s getting late for her -.”
“-Fair; a late dinner-.”
“…treat.”
I blinked tiredly as I felt Mistress Valia pull and shift my body; bringing me eye level with her enormous breasts.
“You spoil her Val.” Mistress Radomila, I think?, declared as her words became fully coherent.. again?
I blinked owlishly as my mind briefly fumbled. Did.. did I drift off to sleep?
“Good pets ought to be rewarded and I am if nothing else an Excellent Owner ‘Mila.” Mistress Valia retorted softly as her grip on me shifted again..
Blinking again, I swallowed thickly and almost eagerly as butterflies swam in my already slurry filled belly when I recognized how Mistress Valia had adjusted me and what she had planned though I could do little more than suck in a small breath before Mistress Valia’s tongue clicked as she spoke again; her voice a soft purr as she brought my mouth towards her exposed nipple. “Seraphina Eat!”
Good Pets are rewarded.
Obediently leaning the rest of the way forward as the dregs of sleep that had been pressing down onto me were suppressed, I shyly clamped my lips over Mistress Valia’s presented nipple and closed my eyes before I began to submissively suckle in earnest; sucking in the intoxicatingly warm and thick honey that Mistress filled them with even as my cheeks burned in rampant humiliation.
Good Pets are rewarded.
A/N: Here's the first chapter of a Trials In Tainted Space fanfic that I've had ideas for a while now but haven't committed to writing until recently. It's very heavily inspired by Xotchi and Jerynn's bad/good ends that can be achieved in the game with the overall fanfic itself very much being focused on Seraphina and her experiences as the sapient pet of a pair of alien(in this case Laquine and Slyveren) pirates turned colonists. It's not going to be for everyone, but if you do read it please let me know what you think; this is the largest creative writing project I've carried out in a very long time.
For a long moment the air seemed to shudder with a tremulous rumbling roar echoed over the sounds of pouring rain before both were suddenly pierced by a sharp if far briefer crackling snap; the latter noise accompanied by an enormous bolt of lighting that for a brief moment lit the streets and buildings nearest its impact site; shining past sheets of falling rain only to fade away just as quickly as it had arrived and leave nothing behind as rain resumed its reign.
Flinching meekly as I watched and felt that enormous bolt of lighting spear through the sky, I tucked my arms tighter around my shins; drawing my knees closer to my chest and chin as I watched the storm rage beyond the floor to ceiling window from where I sat huddled on the ground of my Mistresses’ studio style living area; my slender unblemished pale alabaster figure almost entirely naked barring the crimson metallic collar that clung firmly around my neck and the pair of rounded rimless glasses that rested comfortably on the bridge of my nose.
As a Good Pet at home should be.
Nestled along a crescent shaped cove of the western shoreline of the Rylos Sea; one of the man inland seas that dotted the world that become my home, the colony settlement of Vrash’s Rest, was a port city flanked by a vast body of water to the east, the foothills of Mr. Kadros to the north and the edges of the Grand Labyrinth to the west and south. The latter being an enormous sub-continental scale network of canyons, cliffs and caverns that dominated the planet’s sole supercontinent; The Maker.
Nibbling on my lip as I silently watched the storm continue to release itself on the wider Vrash’s Rest that laid outside the window, I shifted slightly from where I sat as I laid a hand against my belly which was still settling with the nutrient-slurry my Mistresses had me suckle for dinner. Feeling my butt briefly brushing against carpeted floor before settling as I adjusted my posture I pulled my hand from my belly and reached up to my face; brushing my hand through the bangs of my brown hair that reached just past my chin, and reassuringly pressing a finger against the bridge of my glasses before returning it to where I had previously wrapped it around my shins.
The living area of my Mistresses’ residence wasn’t unfurnished.
No, the living area, which included both; the kitchen and living room, was quite well furnished with the latter filled with a crescent shaped couch and chairs and even a few ottomans that encircled circular coffee table while the kitchen area had a table and chairs alongside an island half lined with stools; not to mention all of the appropriate appliances and the like.
Mistress Valia always sighed and leaned back into her favorite chair as she watched the holo-screen that unfolded from its housing on the ceiling while Mistress Radomila hummed as she used the appliances to make herself and Mistress Valia their meals.
But I didn’t use either; neither the furnishings or the appliances, not now at least. Though I had only ever used the former with my Mistresses’ permission and more often than not under either or both of their supervision.
As was natural and proper for a Good Pet.
They were for people after all, and that wasn’t something that I was.
Not… not any more.
A Good Pet knows her place.
Swallowing thickly as I yawned meekly, my throat pressing against my tightly fitted collar I sighed and gently shook my head only for the floor to ceiling window that made up the entirety of the outer wall of the living area to polarize and become opaque; the sounds of the storm even dulling as it did so.
Then came the familiar and comforting wordless hum as foot steps began to approach before the hum’s owner clicked her tongue and spoke in a unmistakable voice that I knew by heart.
Mistress Radomila was back!
“Seraphina Sit.”
I obeyed the command reflexively; withdrawing my arms from my legs before bringing the latter beneath me and pulling them together as I rested my hands on the tops of my tights so that I sat with my butt on my heels and kept my hands at rest while also straightening my back to sit up straight.
Just as my Mistresses had instructed me.
As a Good Pet should.
Waiting obediently and still as I listened to Mistress Radomila approach, I pulled my earlier musings into mental box and stowed them away. Even with how large the living area was; both of my Mistresses were tall, very tall. Mistress Radomila was shorter than Mistress Valia but compared to me; both of my Owners were enormous. And that was before including the two rabbit-like ears on the top of Mistress Radomila’s head or Mistress Valia’s long scaly tail for that matter.
Mistress Radomila was a Laquine; a humanoid mammalian species whose tall figures were layered in short fur, with the exception of the tops of their heads which is where their fur grew longer, with elongated rabbit-like faces, long ears on the top of their heads and short very bushy and soft tails.
She was both athletic and strong, with a well toned and well endowed figure. She had wide hips and a very large chest. By comparison I was smaller; a mere one-point-forty-seven meters in height with a slender feminine figure and pale alabaster skin with baseball sized breasts and svelte hips. Short brown hair in a bob-cut that reached just past my chin to her long lustrous chestnut brown ‘hair’ that was long enough to reach the small of her back. My dull crimson eyes to her electric violet eyes that always seemed to see right though me.
Mistress Radomila was beautiful; both of them were and they had both told me that I was too even if I was their pet and so much less than either of them. They were after all also natural persons while I was a vatgrown bio-android.
Artificial.
Fabricated.
Beautiful Mistresses keep Beautiful Pets.
Hearing the older and far taller woman stop behind me, I stayed in place as she lowered herself to the ground and pulled her long well toned and chestnut brow furred arms around the pale alabaster skin of my chest before gently lifting and pulling me back and into her lap where she used her left arm to hoist my legs over one of her thighs and then brought it back to my bare body to use both arms to pull me tighter against her athletic furred and soft nightgown-clad figure; trapping my arms between our bodies as my head was pushed against her voluminous chest. Blushing as butterflies swarmed in my belly as Mistress reached up stroked my hair while also pressing my head further into the thin fabric of her nightgown and her breasts that were only just covered beneath.
“You’re such a good pet, darling; and so very beautiful when your shy and meek and mousy.” Mistress Radomila breathed as she continued to hug me and stroke my hair. Her attention and words and tone and touch; sending a calming warmth through my body from my chest to my head and the tips of my fingers and toes as I closed my eyes even as she continued to keep my head against her barely clothed breasts. “I took a bit longer in the bathroom than I had thought I would and had a call from a friend who needed me to check on something real quick.”
“Though its not something shy little you should ever need to worry about darling; your Mistresses know how complicated and hard people can be for you love.” My Mistress continued as the hand that she had been combing my head with slipped around my gently tapered ears before it began trailing down my pinned bare figure though I kept still.
Obedience is Proper.
“Valia and I would rather not have you do a repeat of the incident at the block party.” Mistress Radomila giggled as her fingers began sliding down my shoulders even as I swallowed, flinched and released a meager little whimper at the reminder of that… that nightmare. “You were so very cute; naked and gagged and leashed as you tried to bury yourself into Valia but given that your bladder gave out; well, we ver much learned your limits for what we can put you though”
Shutting my eyes as the memories of that incident; the first and only time my Mistresses had ever taken me beyond the apartment complex’s boundaries, continued to flow in. The block party had been held for a local professional boating team that had won a regional competition with the entire neighborhood having been invited to the celebration. As they had been invited my Mistresses wanted to bring me along; leashed, gagged and naked; only for the crowds, smells, noises and eyes to- to be too much and causing me to lose my bladder in front of well everyone.
It.. it had hard enough with eyes on my and so much sound and people but when my bladder gave out…
I whimpered and shuddered at the thought only to gasp as my butt was pinched and then spanked as Mistress hushed me and clicked her tongue. “Though enough of that; your safe and your home and your Mistresses are here; so be a good girl just focus on me.”
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
“Y-yes M-Mistress.” I whispered meekly as I buried that memory in a box too before shoving it away before sighing as Mistress Radomila laid the hand that she had stroked, pinched and spanked me with against my butt.
“Such an obedient darling.” Mistress cooed as she nuzzled my head with her muzzle; sending a new wave of warmth through me with her tone, touch and words. “Valia and I were so very lucky to take you in when we had; you’ve made the perfect pet. Already naturally obedient and docile all you needed was a purpose and direction, you know that darling?”
“Washing up to shore; naked and almost entirely amnesiac, you could have been snatched up by slavers or Corpos and sent to a labor camp or brothel or worse.” Mistress Radomila sighed as she held me against her nightgown clad chest, though I couldn’t help but shiver at the reminder of what my Mistress was speaking about. I… I didn’t remember much of anything prior to waking up in a strange hospital bed and surrounded by strange machines; what memories I did have were distant and almost fading though what did have hinted at a lab, a wealthy investor and a space station that had hung far above a bountiful yet heavily populated garden world.
I whimpered meekly.
I had gotten lucky when my Mistresses had claimed me as theirs to keep me safe, and they even had.
Good Pets know their place.
“But you hadn’t darling and that’s what matters.” My Laquine Mistress hummed gently as her hand reached from my butt to one of breasts; squeezing it; causing me to softly gasp even as I shook the memory away as well.
Mistress Radomila giggled before slipping her arm beneath one my armpits and began to rise to her feet; bringing me up as she did. Leaving me to stand eye-level to her softly clothed waist as she settled a hand on the top of my head. “Though we should check on Valia; she’s been cooped up in the office for too long and deserves a break.”
Tucking my arms around the pale alabaster of my abdomen, I bit my lip as I kept my gaze submissively down towards the carpeted floor that covered the floors of every room barring the laundry room, bathroom, kitchen and entry hall while Mistress Radomila guided me towards the further of the two hallways that branched from the opposite sides of the main living area of my Mistress’s residence. The one to the right of where I had been sitting with Mistress led to the their bedroom and bathroom while the one we approached led to the laundry room, store room and my Mistresses’ Study; the latter was where they worked from home and kept me at their feet and where my pet-bed usually laid while the latter was where My Mistresses washed clothes and where they laid my pet-pad that they had me use when they didn’t take me outside to relieve myself.
My Mistresses forbade me from sinks without supervision and toilets at all; they weren’t for pets, not that they wrecked sized for someone as short as me for that matter. Cheeks flushing at the though and of the daily humiliation my Mistresses had me do I hunched my shoulders as my stomach twisted.
It… it was what it was.
Pets aren’t people; a Good Pet knows their place.
Padding through the hallway until we reached a familiar fork, I couldn’t help but yawn as Mistress Radomila guided me to the around the right corner; leading me away from the threshold to the laundry and storage rooms and into the Study.
“Vaaaaliaaaa.” Mistress Radomila sang cheerfully with a giggle as we crossed the threshold that separated the room from the hallway. “Enough working tonight; your lover wants her owed snuggles and smooches and Seraphina needs her cuddling and Snek Domme’s attention.”
Blushing as we can to a stop, the fingers of the hand that Mistress Radomila had laid on my head curled through my hair before gently tugging; pulling my gaze up from where it had been on the locked on the floor.
Though it wasn’t the largest of the rooms branching away from the main living area of my Mistress’s residence; the Study was both large enough to fit all manner of things while still being cozy. With another floor to ceiling window that overlooked the storm cloaked settlement on the wall opposite of the entrance with the wall to the far right was braced with a plush red leather chase lounge while the remaining walls were lined with cabinets and bookshelves which even included real books that my Mistresses had sometimes permitted me to read while they used the Study or were away. The center of the room was no less furnished; with a oval shaped rug, a coffee table and a pair of chairs while between them and the window sat a series of monitor screens and paper laden desk and leather chair that formed the Study’s heart.
Lastly and tucked away in the corner and on the floor near the Study’s window was the squat rectangular pet-bed that my Mistresses had me occasionally sleep in and occasionally moved from room to room as they wished.
Though that hardly mattered, at least right now because seated on the chair behind the enormous desk was my other Mistress.
Mistress Valia, and she was just a beautiful as Mistress Radomila.
At two-point-twenty-eight meters in in height when she stood with a tail that reached well passed her ankles, Mistress Valia was an immense woman who bared an incredibly curvy and almost heavyset and plump figure; her belly and breasts bulging and so very soft. Though unlike Mistress Radomila, Mistress Valia was not mammalian but was instead reptilian or more specifically; a Slyveren. With a cobra shaped head and a tailed humanoid body sheathed in smooth crimson scales that covered much of her form barring her inner thighs, under her arms, her belly, chest and the inside of her cobra-like hood which were instead a softer ashy grey color. Though unlike Mistress Radomila who wore a nightgown, Mistress Valia was topless and if I remembered right; only wearing a pair of stretchy undergarments over her lower genitals; leaving her expansive breasts and belly to hang freely.
Then, then there were her eyes; twin orbs of glowing almost molten silver that were entrancing and so much more.
Eyes that were even now bearing down on me.
I yawned meekly; my throat almost straining past my collar as I tried to avert my gaze from her when she smiled down at me, though Mistress’s Radomila’s gently grip on my hair foiled any such effort so I swallowed shyly as I wilted.
As I did so often when I was under her attention.
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
Mistress Valia sighed as she tilted her head at my Laquine Mistress and snorted before leaning back in her chair and cupping her chin. “Oh? Owed now? I’ll say; you’re needier than a Bull in heat in New Texan summer, Mila.”
“I can be bad sure, but I’m not that bad!” Mistress Radomila giggle. “I would know; I did ride with a Bull or three a couple years ago.”
“I remember; you were sore for days.” Mistress Valia nodded sagely before she glanced down towards where I stood obediently silent as they talked. Feeling butterflies swarm in my slurry stuffed belly, I continued to wait, as was proper, while my Mistresses chatted about things that had happened well before they had me or even moved to the colony until they returned to the topic of me.
A Good Pet should be patient.
“But you’re not wrong; our pet does need me.” My Slyveren Mistress smiled as I felt her eyes fall back on to me while she patted her own belly. Biting my lip, I flushed shyly as I tried not to squirm. “It’s not like what I’ve got left can’t wait. Seraphina’s fed, watered and relieved herself?”
“She has yep; sucked up entire slurry pack and relieved herself just after; she really likes the new berry flavor you picked up from the downtown last week.” Mistress Radomila replied as she released my hair and gently patted my head, letting me turn my gaze back to the floor. “Seraphina is a very good girl.”
Feeling warmth swell in my chest face at my Mistress’s praise I shifted onto my right foot as Mistress Radomila ran a finger across my bangs and forehead.
“She is, and thanks for that Valia; things just got busy and with the storm; work needed to follow me home today.” Mistress Valia agreed before clicking her tongue. “Seraphina, would you come here love.”
Good Pets Obey.
“Go on darling .” Mistress Radomila encouraged as her hand lifted from my head. Arms around my chest and head still facing floor beneath me; I meekly hurried over towards where my even larger and heavyset Mistress was reclined; maneuvering around the study’s gargantuan desk before approaching my seated Mistress. Coming to a halt once I reached her scaled form, I was scooped up into her lap and laid onto her belly as her left arm cradled my back before she laid a finger of her right against my cheek and lifted my face from her soft and warm belly to look up at her own; leaving me to gaze submissively up at her molten silver eyes, eyes that I felt begin to pour into me intoxicatingly, effortlessly as my body slackened; my arms loosening their hold over my abdomen where they had rested as my head drooped and muscled eased; my breath seemingly vanishing as her eyes bored down on me.
Mistress Valia blinked and smiled before her tongue slipped from her lips and trailed along my face and then just as quickly as they imposed themselves, her eyes’ weight faded and I could breath again.
Though I felt… tired.
More than I had before.
“There you are love.” Mistress Valia murmured softly as she adjusted me against her belly before lifting her head towards Mistress Radomila. Held in her lap and braced against her I closed my eyes tucked my chin between my chest her her soft and warm belly; simply letting the warmth of her soft scaled body bracket me; are I couldn’t help but yawn sleepily as the swelling tiredness continued to set in.
Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.
“-already?”
“It’s getting late for her -.”
“-Fair; a late dinner-.”
“…treat.”
I blinked tiredly as I felt Mistress Valia pull and shift my body; bringing me eye level with her enormous breasts.
“You spoil her Val.” Mistress Radomila, I think?, declared as her words became fully coherent.. again?
I blinked owlishly as my mind briefly fumbled. Did.. did I drift off to sleep?
“Good pets ought to be rewarded and I am if nothing else an Excellent Owner ‘Mila.” Mistress Valia retorted softly as her grip on me shifted again..
Blinking again, I swallowed thickly and almost eagerly as butterflies swam in my already slurry filled belly when I recognized how Mistress Valia had adjusted me and what she had planned though I could do little more than suck in a small breath before Mistress Valia’s tongue clicked as she spoke again; her voice a soft purr as she brought my mouth towards her exposed nipple. “Seraphina Eat!”
Good Pets are rewarded.
Obediently leaning the rest of the way forward as the dregs of sleep that had been pressing down onto me were suppressed, I shyly clamped my lips over Mistress Valia’s presented nipple and closed my eyes before I began to submissively suckle in earnest; sucking in the intoxicatingly warm and thick honey that Mistress filled them with even as my cheeks burned in rampant humiliation.
Good Pets are rewarded.
A/N: Here's the first chapter of a Trials In Tainted Space fanfic that I've had ideas for a while now but haven't committed to writing until recently. It's very heavily inspired by Xotchi and Jerynn's bad/good ends that can be achieved in the game with the overall fanfic itself very much being focused on Seraphina and her experiences as the sapient pet of a pair of alien(in this case Laquine and Slyveren) pirates turned colonists. It's not going to be for everyone, but if you do read it please let me know what you think; this is the largest creative writing project I've carried out in a very long time.
