Cold Collar, Or A Gynoid’s Daily Life As The Live-In-Pet Of A Pair Of Alien Ex-Pirates

[Locksteps9]

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.

 

[nameiuse]

It was a nice read I'm intrigued and look forward to more. Xotchi and Jerynn's bad/good ends are two of my favorite and I'm happy to see more like it.

 

[Locksteps9]

It was a nice read I'm intrigued and look forward to more. Xotchi and Jerynn's bad/good ends are two of my favorite and I'm happy to see more like it.

Thanks for response! Glad to hear that I’m not the only one who had liked both of those characters(ironically enough an earlier version of this fic was incidentally set on Uveto before I had decided to expand on an idea that I’ve had in mind for a sci-fi setting). I’ve currently have one more chapter written at the moment with a third coming along a bit slowly so I do have more planned but it’ll take me a while I think.

 

[Locksteps9]

“I’m still not sure how anyone could fuck up enough in design, construction or maintenance enough for the rail-line to be damaged by a regular storm.” Mistress Valia muttered before taking a deep sip of coffee from where she stood; utterly naked as she leaned back against the kitchen counter; her voluminous belly and breasts hanging freely. “Let alone make it something that will take the Corpos a week to fit; the line is a major artery for their bottom line.”

“I heard the same news broadcast Val. Someone or someones’ fucked around and probably in multiple places if it’ll take a week for our part of the rail line alone to be fix.” Mistress Radomila returned with thoughtful tap of her fingers against the kitchen table from she sat besides it; clad in a dark limbless bodysuit with matching thigh height boots and upper-arm length gloves while a shield-belt hung from around her waist. “Though I’ll probably hear more about it at work today; heard from Tormund that something got struck by lightning or some kind of debris last night and exploded. He didn’t sound entirely sure but he planned to look into it as soon as the storm passed.”

“I don’t imagine that the other ladies at office are going to be any more quiet about it.” Mistress Valia murmured as she continued to sip her drink.” Though I would imagine that they will mostly have gossip rather than anything too useful.”

“That’s true enough with them.” Radomila hummed. “I’m just glad Seraphina was able to sleep through the rest of the night; it wasn’t her first but the poor thing got unsettled by the storm.”

“Well a triply whammy of late night cuddling, her still settling late dinner and my honey certainly did the trick. Made her fall asleep real damn quick.”

“Being squished between us didn’t hurt.” Mistress Radomila agreed before giggling. “Or keeping our loving making to making out rather than sex.”

Mistress Valia snorted. “And which of us tends to be the loud one Mila?”

“Hey!”

Listening to my Mistresses laugh, I blushed as I shyly lowered my gaze to the floor while they chatted happily after breakfast before Mistress Radomila brought up an old and familiar topic.. “We do need to take her out on another Walkie one of these mornings.”

“Agreed though with how the weather’s been lately; it would be a tad too miserable for her to do it naked even if she looks lovely and cute with just her leash.”

Feeling my cheeks continue to burn as my Mistresses attention turned from their semi-regular nightly ‘calisthenics’ and towards my Walkies, I swallowed thickly; my throat pressing against my omnipresent collar. I… I was fine not going out on Walkies; naked and leashed outside with only my collar and glasses when others, especially the other residents could see me…

I shivered and reached up to press a finger against the bridge of my glasses. I didn’t like them but my Mistresses took me on them because they said it was important for me to be exercised and be outside.

Good Pets know their place.

“Darling is such a cutie isn’t she; when she’s leashed or when she sleeps.”

“We got so very very lucky.” Mistress Valia murmured between sips. “An adult Bio-Android is rare enough; one that’s Human-like with modest Sylvan features and naturally shy and docile too.”

“Pale and slim and so fragile looking.” Mistress Radomila hummed softly. “So very beautiful when she’s shy and submissive.”

Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.

“When isn’t our pet beautiful.” Mistress Valia chuckled. “Even clothed like she is now.”

Biting my bottom lip with tooth I tucked my left arm against my body before grasping its elbow with my right hand as I timidly stared at the ground while my Mistresses chatted after their breakfast as they did almost every morning since they had brought me home.

Waking up to the sounds of my Mistresses voices and snuggled between their tights and legs as they sat with their backs and butts against the headboard of their vast bed(tall enough that I needed help to get up onto!) had been nice and warm and safe. Cuddling with them and my morning lessons just after had been just as pleasant.

They, like everything else that had followed had been part of my routine ever since I had been claimed by them. Wake up either in bed with Mistresses or on my pet bed; though I was only allowed to rise out of the latter with their permission. Then came morning cuddling and lessons followed by either a Walkie through the residential complex’s property or straight to the mat that laid on the floor of the laundry room. Once that was done I was washed by either or both of my Mistresses in the shower since I couldn’t reach, nor had permission.

After washing, things tended to vary as my Mistresses had breakfast and prepared for the day.

Like today.

Pulling my gaze from where it had been on the kitchen’s floor I silently brought it up to stare at the figure mirror that had been mounted on one of its walls.

A slender feminine and female human-like figure stared back with unblemished pale alabaster skin and rich brown hair styled into a bob that extends just past her chin; the bangs of which framed her soft and perfectly symmetrical face as well as both of her large dull crimson eyes that themselves were nestled behind a pair of rounded rimless glasses.

She was me.

A Pet should be beautiful.

And as Mistress Valia had said; I was clothed and it.. it was for the first time since my Mistresses had come home with the clothing that I wore to try them on weeks ago. Clothing that sheathed my slender figure in a sleek, skintight and seamless dark grey latex-like catsuit that left only my head exposed and was both very very comfy and snug; almost like a second skin if well somewhat shiny. The second garment that my Mistresses had acquired for me to use was a crimson shibari-style shield harness that snuggly wrapped over my catsuit and around my svelte figure; leaving little to imagination as it ran the base of my neck to around my crotch and up my spine before weaving beneath my armpits, then my breasts, around my abdomen and then my waist with the shield generator itself fitting snuggly at the small of my back. The third garment that they had acquired for me was a crimson face-mask that my Laquine Mistress had only just fitted over my lower face minutes ago. Covering my face from beneath my chin to my nose and across my cheeks; the face-mask was made from the same material as the catsuit: an almost rubbery latex-like material that only left the my upper face, bangs and bespectacled dull eyes visible. Though hidden beneath that smooth outer surface and mounted on the inside of the face-mask was an inbuilt ring gag that forced my concealed jaw to jut open; preventing my from speech. Rounding out the exterior of the outfit and layered over the front of collar of the catsuit where a small aperture sat was a small holographic name-plate that was projected from a micro-emitter on my metallic collar.

A name plate that announced for all to read in smooth curving letters; ‘Seraphina’ and beneath that; ‘Property of P.N. & V.O.’

As was proper for a Pet.

Though.. though there was one more thing; the very first thing in fact that Mistress Valia had personally fitted on my body before helping me into the catsuit, mask and harness, It was also the smallest of the things I wore. Crimson in color it was sleek, metallic and slender with a gently flared head and a tapering flat tail; the garment was shaped like an C upturned who’s head adhered over my crotch before pulling between my legs and up tightly between my butt-cheeks where it’s flat end terminated flush with the top of my butt.

A C-string.

Pets didn’t wear undergarments(or clothing) unless they had their Mistresses’ permission and consent and given that they had helped me into all of it…

Self-consciously tucking my arms, I frowned as I pressed a finger against the bridge of my glasses before pulling my gaze from the mirror and back to the floor as my stomach twisted in anxiety. It… it did feel nice being clothed and covered and not exposed for everyone to see. But it.. it also meant that my Mistresses had plans; plans that would take me out of their home and the wider complex’s property.

And they had informed me of what those plans would entail, at least for the day.

I was to accompany Mistress Radomila to work today.

Helping her, supporting her.

Somehow.

I swallowed thickly.

New unfamiliar places.

New People who stared and watched or talked about me if they didn’t ask if they could pet me.

New sounds, smells and sights.

Exposed and out in the wilds outside of walls and windows and fences.

Though I wouldn’t be alone of course; I-I would be with Mistress Radomila. I- I just needed to stay close to her.

Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.

“Right well, Seraphina and I should be on our way; the drive shouldn’t be too bad but it’ll be best if we got started early.” Mistress Radomila announced softly as I heard her rise up from her seat and stretch with a small moan.

“Very well then.” Mistress Valia sighed as I heard her place he mug on the counter and walk over to where I stood until her shadow loomed over me before she wrapped me in her arms and pulled me against her as her enormous lips briefly engulfed the top of my head.

Freezing up as I blushed shyly and released a small muffled squeak from my gagged mouth as Mistress Valia kissed my head; sending a tingling warmth through my body.

“Stay safe and close to Radomila, pet.” The towering Serpentine alien murmured as she held me against her chest; burying me into her expansive and warm belly. “Love you.”

“Mhhph.” Mumbling shyly in return, I jolted slightly as she patted my butt before releasing me and rose up.

Then Mistress Radomila clicked her tongue and called me to her side.”Seraphina come!”

Good Pets obey.

Turning away from the wall hanging mirror as Mistress Valia stepped away; her tail sweeping across my vision as the towering Slyveren Mistress moved, I obediently followed Mistress Radomila’s command; crossing over to where she stood, only stopping when she rested a hand on the top of my head.

Then the Laquine woman knelt before me as the hand that she had laid on the top of my hair slipped down head to lay against cheek before tilting my head up so our eyes could meet.

“Time for us to go darling; today’s the big day.” Mistress Radomila purred as she smiled and stroked a finger gently over my mask clad cheek. Muzzled and collared I blushed shyly at her affection and leaned into her touch before she raised her other hand.

A hand that held the magnet tipped end of a very familiar crimson leashed whose other end; a looping handle hung on her gloved wrist. Attaching the magnet tipped end to the collar of my bodysuit(and my metallic collar beneath that), she gently patted my cheek before rising back up and facing my other Mistress as I resumed staring back and the ground and the leash that now hung from my neck.

A proper Pet is a leashed Pet.

“A kiss for me as well before we go?” Mistress Radomila asked the other woman with a giggle.

“Of course, of course.” Mistress Valia chuckled and stumbled as I was suddenly tugged forward as I listened to my Mistresses hug and kiss very very loudly and wetly.

Focusing very very firmly on the groves between the tiles as my Mistresses made out, I flushed even if it still wasn’t the loudest love making I had heard them do. There- there was a reason why they had me sleep or at least lay on my pet bed.

I- I wasn’t good with people, nor did I need to be in order to be a proper pet, but I knew that my Mistresses loved each other a lot; immensely so. They told me such regularly and showed it too.

On the nights they made me sleep on my pet bed they tended to be very very loud in bed.

“Strike it rich, will you dear.” Mistress Valia murmured a moment latter as my leash went slack.

I hope she did; they were both always so happy when they made more money. Though both of my Mistresses kept me away from such things and informed me that it wasn’t something that pets like me should ever need to worry about.

A Proper Pet knows her place.

Mistress Radomila snorted before giggling. “For you I’ll try though we might have to settle on just paying the bills but please don’t shoot any idiots in the ass at work Val; even or especially as they deserve it, you don’t need another reprimand from your boss.”

“It only happened once and that Rodenian scammer deserved it.” Mistress Valia chuckled as I heard her pat her soft and bulging belly. “Madame Dala even agreed and that reprimand was only for show anyways.”

“That’s fair Val, have a lovely day; we’ll tell you all about it tonight.” Mistress Radomila hummed as she gently tugged my leash and began heading towards the front door. “Let’s go darling.”

Meekly and silently following in the Laquine’s wake, I kept my head bowed as I pulled and tightened my arms around my sheathed belly as Mistress Valia said her own goodbye. Reaching the door to the outside world, I swallowed thickly as Mistress Radomila unlocked and opened the door before pulling me out of the residential unit for the first time in a week.

Stepping out and onto the damp and unfurnished second floor landing slash patio area that separated my Mistress’s residence from the other second floor unit across from theirs beneath the early dawn light, I blinked as the sensation of my clothed on wet ground mentally registered and I focused on where the my catsuit clad feet stood on the damp floor of the landing before shivering as cold ocean air brushed against my clothed body.

Right, I- I was clothed but well it wasn’t exactly thick clothing for that matter; just a catsuit and harness; which was still better protection from the elements than being utterly naked though, I reminded myself as Mistress Radomila locked the door and giggled. “Strange isn’t it darling; wearing people clothing after being naked for so long. Though you shouldn’t worry your little heart. We’ll only be away from home for a couple hours; once we’re back you’ll go right back to being naked and normal darling.”

As a Good Pet at home should be.

“Mmphh.” I meekly mumbled shyly; my small voice muzzled by my mask’s gag as Mistress began to head towards the covered central area of the landing; where a wide stairwell wrapped around an elevator that connected the second floor to the ground level.

“Today should be an excellent day for some prospecting in Labyrinth darling.” Mistress Radomila began; her familiar and gentle voice becoming a ramble. “We’ll meet up with the rest of the crew at the trail head, finish prepping and the daily briefing before we’ll descend into the Labyrinth’s rifts to go searching for ores and such though we’ll need to keep any eye out for flooding from the storm and any animals that poke their heads out but that’s why we’ll be armed and that’ll go for you too darling.”

I swallowed anxiously as I reflexively tried and then failed bite my lip; my teeth only pressing against the rubbery ring gag that held my mouth open. Amongst the many, many things my Mistresses had taught and trained me in over my domestication was self-defense both for myself and to protect my Mistresses. Though my smaller size meant the certain methods were less than ideal; so my Mistresses had me trained in armed combat to compensate. But I-I could do this, my Mistresses had always told me afterwards that I was a natural at it; maybe even made for it.

A Proper Pet should be her Mistresses’ Hound.

Not that I had ever actually defend myself outside of the virtual reality simulations or physical drills overseen and carried out by my Mistresses, I mused anxiously as we crossed beneath the stairwell’s ceiling and began making our way down to the lower level; my shorter legs having to hurry after my tall Mistress’s more sedate pace down the stairs.

“Though you shouldn’t worry your little head too much about such things darling; if anything so much a tries to scratch you; I’ll kill it and if something does well it’ll die then too but Val would have my hide and lock my crotched in a chastity-belt for good measure so it’d be best avoid that.” Mistress continued before gently humming as she swung my leash. Letting myself focus on the tone of her humming as reached the ground level and stepped onto the lower landing, I shivered again as another ocean breeze cut through the just as open gap that separated the two ground level residential units.

“Today’s shaping up to be a fair weather day; though it usually is after a storm, thankfully, darling.” Mistress Radomila announced softly when we emerged from residential building’s ground level and onto the property’s adjoining wet and puddle-strewn asphalt driveway that separated the residential units from a smaller rectangular structure that ran perpendicular to the main building, though it still remained within the larger perimeter fence that surrounded the property.

Along the wall of the smaller, windowless, structure that faced the residences were four equally spaced garage doors that led to each of the residential unit’s complimentary garages and where my Mistress’s kept their bikes and workshop and stored things that they didn’t keep in their home itself.

We were halfway there when a familiar voice called out to Mistress Radomila; causing her to stop and turn as I stalled and shuffled behind the tall and athletic Laquine; keeping my head bowed as I huddled shyly behind her.

Mistress was safe; safe and strong.

“Morning Radomila!.” A deeply voiced woman called out. A voice that I recognized as belonging to of our neighbors. A winged and shark like Suula woman who was even taller than Mistress Valia if I remembered correctly. Even still, I swallowed as nestled against Mistress’s tall back and her soft chestnut brown ponytail as my stomach started to worm. “Hell of a storm we had last night wasn’t it?”

“Morning Sasha; it sure felt like it, at least until we turned on the sound dampeners.” Mistress Radomila answered softly. “Thank the stars Valia talked me into upgrading our place with those things a few weeks ago; should make storm season a bit less unpleasant.”

“Is that right; Jax, Willow and I really need to get around to getting our own at some point; we’ve been putting it off for months now.” Sasha breathed; her deep voice almost vibrating. “No idea as to why the properties didn’t have them pre-installed.”

“Cost cutting from the landlord probably.” Mistress Radomila hummed. “Or he lost money gambling again.”

Sasha unleashed a rumbling laugh as I continued to hide shyly behind my Mistress, head bowed to the ground, while my stomach continued to twist.

Mistress was safe.

“Any idea where it was that Valia and old Uriel got your units’ dampeners?”

Mr. Uriel…

He was nice and kind and like my Mistresses he too had pet but his pet wasn’t sapient though hadn’t met him or rather it yet but my Mistresses had warned regularly me that Mr. Uriel’s pet was always very very horny and loved to straddle. touch, feel and fill others with its tentacles and genitals.

I shivered as I pressed even closer to my strong and beautiful Laquine Mistress.

Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.

“They got them over at Kip’s Home Electronics; over on Ninth and Orobus, I think.” Mistress sighed as I felt her reach an arm behind me and gently rub my back; reflexively leaning into the touch I sighed.

“Thanks.” Sasha breathed. “I see that you’ve got Seraphina with you and you’ve got her clothed for once; heading somewhere?”

“Just off to work; Seraphina’s going to be an extra pair of hands and eyes for one of her Mistresses today and will be helping me out in the field.” Then I felt Mistress twist around and wrap her arms around me before tugging me and pulling me in front of her. Leashed and caged by her arms and very much feeling Sasha’s eyes on me; I reflexively huddled against my Laquine Mistress’s bodysuit clad and muscled body; my head pressing into her taut belly as my own swarmed with butterflies.

I shut my eyes.

Good Pets should be shown off.

“I see; your little petslut’s lucky she so much smaller; easier for her to hide and carry around since her strides are going to be so much smaller than either yours or Valia’s.”

“Her being small and lighter does make her easier to carry.’ Mistress Radomila hummed. “Still no idea how Uriel manages that big horny lug of his.”

Which was a very very good question, some distant part of my mind wondered; given that when I had seen his pet from behind the windows of my Mistresses’ residence. The mass of tentacles and genitals and flesh that was its body had always looked to be large; almost two and a half meters in length, almost as high as my chest and wide too for that matter.

There may have been multiple reasons for why my Mistresses kept me indoors all day and it wasn’t because people were hard for me.

My Mistresses’ neighbor laughed. ”Some thoughts are best left unthought; especially him and that mass of tentacles and genitals that he somehow managed to domesticate.”

“Did he domesticate it or did it domesticate him?” Mistress Radomila asked with a soft giggle as she held me tighter against her belly.

“Maybe both?” Sasha answered after a moment. “I’m rather sure than everyone in the complex knows that he and that psychic tentacle beast he calls a pet fuck regularly.”

“Both then.” My beautiful and strong Laquine Mistress commented before continuing unabashedly. “Val and I have been considering bringing Seraphina into our love making since she’s more durable than she looks but well; we’d rather her first time be with another sapient pet though we’ve talked about arranging a playdate with Uriel’s pet too.”

Good Pets are shown off.

Squeaking shyly into gag as butterflies swarmed in my belly, my face burned as I pressed in further into Mistress Radomila’s belly. Me and… and Uriel’s pet? I swallowed anxiously as I shut my eyes and tried to focus on the warmth of Mistress’s body.

Mistresses are love, Mistresses are safe.

“Might be a bit rough for a first time, but you do you.” Sasha exhaled heavily. “Though checking to see whether Uriel’s pet is infected with taint is important too.”

“That’s fair and something Val and I have considered. Though we ought to get going; we’ll need to meet up with the rest of the crew before we descend.” Mistress Radomila replied as she stroked a hand through my hair as her fingers gently scratched against my scalp; causing me to sigh through my nose as I shyly nuzzled her belly.

“Then don’t let me keep you Radomila.” Sasha rumbled to which my Mistress replied before she loosened her grip on me and continued leading me by the leash towards the garage she shared with Mistress Valia.

Reaching the garage a few moments later, I anxiously bit into the ring gag stuffing my mouth as Mistress Radomila typed in a code into a small analog panel to the left of the garage door; activating an unseen and silent motor that swiftly raised the door.

“Eyes up darling.” Mistress Radomila hummed as she led the way in; briefly tugging on my leash and clicking her tongue as she strode inside.

Good Pets Obey.

Obediently pulling my gaze from the floor as I followed her inside, I glanced around the modestly sized space that was lit by a circular ceiling mounted florescent light that bathed the room in a sterile white light while the floor was covered a glazed and smooth concrete surface. It also we very well furnished space with the walls to the left and right of the door were lined with various selves laden with plastic containers of varying sizes; some transparent while others were opaque alongside equally varyingly sized cardboard boxes and tool chests amongst other things. While along the wall opposite of the garage door was a tool and device laden workbench that was as high as my neck(and according to both of my Mistresses very off-limits for pets to use) while flanking the workbench on either side were sets of biometric-locked grey metal cabinets that were taller than even Mistress Valia. Then there was the center of the garage were both of my Mistresses’s enormous micro-fusion powered and energy-shielded all terrain motorcycles sat; both machine layered in black and silver-chrome paint and more than large enough to comfortably fit their towering figures.

Which compared to me was a considerable difference in size.

“Come on Seraphina; this way; let’s get geared up.” Mistress urged as she tugged my leash and led me to a set of cabinets to the left of the worktable before slipping her hand through the handle of my leash leaving it to fall and hang drown from my neck.

“Mmpph.” I managed anxiously into my gag; briefly startled as she left the leash unattended and approached a cabinet and stared into a small camera that was eye level with her. Swallowing thickly, I darted after my Mistress; hurrying after her and meekly kept myself physically close to her as she giggled.

“Sorry for startling you darling; I need both hands to get our things and when were get to the trailhead we’ll need to switch over to the wireless leash that was uploaded into your collar and chip.” Mistress Radomila purred gently as she gently stroked my head before opening the cabinet’s twin doors. “So just stay close to your Mistress, okay?”

Good Pets Obey.

“Mmpph.” I murmured meekly as I shivered and bit into the rubbery ring gag; my arms tightening over my abdomen comfortingly while I turned my gaze submissively back to the floor. I just needed to stay close to Mistress, I told myself; keep Mistress in sight or be within her reach like I usually was whenever they were home.

“Alright darling.” Mistress ordered a moment later as she continued to sort through the cabinet before pulling something out of it. “Left arm out and up.”

Her tongue clicked and I complied; pulling my left arm away from body and upwards before I felt her turn back towards me and lift something over left shoulder and head before setting it on my right shoulder. I blinked as I got a better look it.

It was a large black single-strap over-shoulder satchel that had a wide and deep pouch that was now resting along my left hip and thigh.

“We’ll both be spotting and grabbing what we can find darling, but you’ll be the only carrying things for us both; it’ll help give me a free hand.” Mistress Radomila purred as she gently patted my head. “You may lower your hand now darling.”

Good Pets serve their Mistresses and should be useful.

Touching the bridge of my glasses before lowing my arm and tucking it around my chest, I bit into my gag thoughtfully. If this was how Mistress Radomila wanted me to help; it did make sense. It would help free her arms and body for other tasks while leaving me shadow her especially since she was well experienced at this compared to only being taught and tutored by her or through the virtual reality sims

“And this is what you’ll defend yourself with if necessary, love.” Mistress murmured somewhat more quietly as she reached over with her other hand and secured a very familiar forearm(mine) length stun-baton, whose shaft was mostly silver barring its black-matted grip, to my harness and on my right hip. I swallowed anxiously before the hand that Mistress had laid on the top of my head trailed down to cup my cheek. Reflexively leaning into her comforting touch I released another soft muzzled noise as my Laquine Mistress sighed. “You’ll be safe Seraphina; you know how to defend yourself and I’ll be there and so will the rest of the crew.”

Mistress was safe; safe and strong.

“Now go wait by my bike love; I’ll be there soon.” She purred as she leaned down and kissed the top of my head; sending warmth through my false-flesh as butterflies swam in my belly. Almost time to head out and be a good helper. I couldn’t help but swallow anxiously. Into the Labyrinth; further than anywhere else I’d ever been.

Mistress Radomila’s tongue clicked.

Eyes shyly falling to the floor I submissively obeyed.


A/N: And here's chapter two; introducing plot, a neighbor and anxiety woes.