Day 13

What the fuck was Red thinking! The dog was out of his fucking mind! I swear he was trying to get me killed! He decided that TODAY was when we were to attack Jonah’s place. If it weren’t for Alakath showing up, I’d be a dead bunny right now.

Red woke me up by dragging me by the ears out of bed. I asked what the fuck his deal was, and he just growled. That’s when I noticed his jaw was broken, and had been crudely braced. He pointed at me, then out the door. I asked why and he just shoved me towards and out the door.

I bumped into Marril as I hobbled down the hall, following the direction Red went. She asked if I was going to be okay with Red’s plan and I told her fuck no I wasn’t. I didn’t even know what the plan was. She just shook her head, like she expected as much but was still disappointed. She told me to follow her to her room, and I did. When we got there, she pulled out some thin-looking leather armor. She said that it was tougher than it looked and would suffice for the day. I just glared at her before I yelled, asking if she was insane for thinking I’d fit in her armor. That earned me a rather vicious slap from her.

She told me to calm down and that she didn’t want me to go any more than I did, but she wanted me to stay alive, so she was giving me her armor. She admitted that it would need to be altered a bit, and she knew what needed to be done. Before handing me the armor, she took her knife from a dresser and cut out a triangle where the bust was and slit a good way down the front. She had me put it on to check the fit. Her alteration, while crude, made it to where I could wear it, although my tits were spilling out, essentially leaving them fully exposed. The slit made it to where I could breath, although now the armor didn’t provide anywhere near the protection it would have before.

I then apologized for being a bitch towards her and for taking out my frustration on her. She just pulled me into a hug and told me to stay alive and that she knows exactly what I’m going through. She then ushered me back into the hall and told me to get going. She said that she’d explain what she meant when I got back. Before hobbling down the hall, I looked her dead in the eyes and said if I could help it, I wasn’t coming back. Before she could make me clarify, I went to the common area, where I assumed Red wanted me to go.

Before I got there, though, I was jerked into one of the bedrooms. I looked at who it was, and it was Pantera. She covered my mouth before I could say a word. She said she knew what triggered the raid being today, and that reason was why I needed to listen to her. She said that somehow, the General and Jonah had come to some agreement that involved both my mom and Eliza, and that it was a ploy to get at me.

She said that Eliza was to be sent to Jonah’s about now in order to become a maid there. In return, once my mom, who was to be the one training her, finished for the day, she was to report to the General to become his concubine. They both wanted me to work for them, and they agreed that putting the two people they had control over into more harsh situations would lead me into their hands. The worst of it, the part that Brutus placed the most emphasis on, is that they both knew that I’m here, and that Red will at some point send me right into their hands, whether he intends to or not, if I didn’t go myself.

I think my expression gave away my thoughts, as she then said that both she and Brutus had told him that it would be best for me to stay here. However, Red is too stubborn to listen to anything that conflicts with his own ideas and desires. Or maybe he has high confidence in my physical prowess. I glared at her, knowing that wasn’t the case. She uncovered my mouth, and I asked why she was telling me all this, and she just said she wanted me to know and give me a reason to be extra careful. With that, she ushered me out of the room and back into the hall.

I proceeded from there the remainder of the way to the common room. Red was standing near the front entrance, Amy in front of him yelling. She was making a last ditch effort to convince him that I shouldn’t be up front. She also said something about Macy being gone because of this. That’s when I realized that I hadn’t seen her since we ate dinner yesterday. She was nowhere to be seen in the room, either.

When Red noticed my entry into the room, he placed a paw over Amy’s mouth, and jabbed a finger in her eye when she bit him. He then pointed at me and waved for me to come over. I slowly hobbled over to where he was. I asked what happened to his jaw and he just shook his head. He looked at Amy and nodded towards me. She just growled and said that she wouldn’t until he agreed to whatever she had been pleading with him over. He responded by slapping her on the side of her head, shoving her away in the process. I growled at him and asked if that was necessary.

His response was to grab me by the neck and lift me off the ground to where my face was level with his, choking me in the process. He growled through the uninjured side of him mouth that I will be the one leading the raid and I will be the one that kills Jonah. He said that there would be severe consequences for not just me, but my sisters as well, should I attempt to get out of it. I could barely hear April ask what’s gotten into him. He just looked over at her and dropped me. I collapsed to my knees, coughing painfully, the moment my feet hit the floor. Each of my sisters ran over to me, and I think I heard Tara yell “Fuck you!”.

I then heard April say that Macy was right about him, that he’s just using us to get what he wants. That struck me as odd, since she always defended him when I questioned what he was doing. I asked where Macy was, and no one answered. I looked up and saw all my sisters glaring at Red, who was snarling. He growled that there wasn’t time for the argument.

I snapped then. I bellowed at him that I wasn’t going anywhere until he told me where Macy was. He just shrugged his shoulders and said she’s gone. I asked where, and he again shrugged his shoulders. Again, I yelled, asking where she was. Red growled that he didn’t know, that she was just gone. I then, with tears forming and my voice cracking, asked what the fuck he did to her. He growled that she betrayed his trust, so he kicked her out.

April asked how she did that. He just growled that there wasn’t time to talk, that we needed to get going. I then asked what she did, again saying that I wasn’t going anywhere until he told us. Again, he grabbed me by the neck and lifted me face-level. I dug what little claws I have into his arm to get him to let go, but I don’t think they even pricked his skin. He said that I will do what he says or my sisters and I will pay dearly. I managed to muster enough air to spit in his face, daring him to do something. For me, that something was being flung into the nearest wall, knocking the wind out of me.

That set my ears ringing to where I couldn’t hear shit. All I could do was look straight to the ceiling while gasping for air. Aurora came and breathed into my mouth to try to get my lungs working again. She did this for quite some time, and, despite me coughing back into her mouth, she kept her lips locked with mine.

Eventually, I had a successful gasp of air and she immediately backed off. Someone, April I do believe, hefted me on their shoulders and carried me towards the back where the stairs to Reds office is. Only, I heard a panel slide open and we went inside there instead of up the stairs. The passageway we entered was pitch black. That is, until someone lit a torch.

I looked and saw Amy holding a torch and that it was indeed April that was carrying me. Amy rushed forward and April kept up easily, despite having to lug me around. I asked where we were going and April just whispered to be quiet. Occasionally, I’d hear Amy let out some obscenity, usually as we got to an intersection and she struggled to navigate this maze we were in.

Eventually, Amy found the exit she was looking for and opened the door. It lead to a run-down alley. One that separated the slums from the Noble District. I heard Amy yell “Fuck!” and glanced where she was looking. There, standing with his arms crossed with a smirk on his face, was Red. He said to not bother trying to run, as his men, his loyal men, he emphasized the loyal, were blocking all the exits of the alleyway. He already had others punishing my sisters who tried to hold him down.

He said that he would forgive us, if we would go raid Jonah’s brothel. With me at the front, killing everyone he said to. Amy heaved a huge sigh, hung her head, and said “Fine.” April said that we could take him and his men down, but Amy shook her head and said to think of our other sisters. She then said she would agree if he stopped whatever punishment he had for our sisters. Red then looked at April and me. April said those were her terms as well. I just said if they agree, then I’ve no choice other than to agree as well.

Red yelled out a couple of names, and a pair of his men showed up. He growled to have my sisters’ punishment stop, immediately. They affirmed his demand and ran off. He then looked expectantly at us. We each looked at each other, downcast, and sighed. We all then nodded our acceptance of his demands and followed him out of the alleyway.

When we got to the front door, I saw Tara leaning against the wall. She was trying to hide that she was standing awkwardly, but her stance was really too awkward to hide. I didn’t need to ask what happened to her, as the fur on her face was matted from the semen on her face, which was also discoloring it. Red just smirked at her as he walked by, a deadly scowl on her face. I imagine the others went through something similar.

Before setting off, he pointed at April, who was still carrying me, and gestured for her to set me down. She scowled and shook her head. She then said that my injury was too severe for me to walk there. She’d carry me that far. When he began walking towards us, Amy and Tara stepped in front of him. Amy said that he’d have to get through them to get to us. At that point, Tara said that I’m too injured to even be asked to fight. When she asked what the hell he was thinking, he backhanded both of them in one swing.

Before either of them could retaliate, a gruff voice yelled “Enough!” from just behind the formation of men. Striding through it was Brutus. He said that Red, calling him Jacob, knew better than to be turning against his own. Red growled that it was his own turning on him. Brutus said it didn’t matter, that he was handling it poorly regardless. The upcoming battle was going to be bad enough. He didn’t need to be beating on his own.

Red said he’d handle trouble in his ranks however he saw fit. Brutus shook his head and said that the window for the attack had nearly closed. If it was going to happen, it needed to be then. Brutus glanced at April and me and sighed. He said that, being injured as I was, I shouldn’t be involved. I could still be what he wanted me to be without me needlessly in danger. Red again said I needed to be the one who gutted the sharks. Brutus shook his head, accepting that he wasn’t talking the stubborn pit out of it. The panther then said that I should keep to the rear until then, as I’d be a liability. In near perfect unison, my sisters said that that’s what they each had said.

He sighed and grunted that April was to keep me safe at all costs. Seemed fitting, she had been carrying me for the past hour or so, and didn’t seem to mind carrying me more. She just nodded. With that, Red gave the order for all of us to march towards Jonah’s.

Red led the way, followed by my sisters and I and Brutus, then the men behind us. This military-like procession moved silently through the still dark streets. Across town, I could hear bells and whatnot, likely a diversion to keep the guard from seeing us. Soon, we were in sight of the Hell that’s Jonah’s brothel.

I asked if Mom had been gotten out of there yet, and Brutus nodded. He said that he slipped her a note of warning and to do whatever she could to get out. His instructions to her made clear only she was to evacuate, as it would be obvious to Jonah if suddenly every girl was missing. The hope is that he wouldn’t catch that she was missing until it was too late.

Almost on cue, Jonah emerged onto the balcony by his office. He was yelling for his guards to “find that miserable cunt”. He clearly had noticed her absence. We halted our advance, still largely in the shadow of the dark alleyway. A few of Jonah’s thugs left through the front gate, splitting up in pairs to search for wherever my mother was hiding.

Once those thugs were out of sight, Red motioned for us to continue. He could barely be heard growling that once we left the alleyway, everyone but April and I were to storm the front gate. April and I were to take a few men with us and breach the back. April said she’d have to set me down when we got back there and I nodded, knowing she can’t fight and hold me at the same time.

From there, we were to break in through the weak spot in the women’s quarters and as silently as possible proceed to Jonah’s office. We were to kill anyone who tried to stop us. With that, Red waved us all forward to begin the assault.

April took a team of about ten guys with us as we quietly made our way to the back side of the compound. We managed to stay unnoticed, in large part due to the majority of Red’s forces engaging the front entrance. When we got to the back corner, April set me gently onto my feet. She instructed two of the guys to stay with me as she and the remainder pressed ahead. They nodded and she, with the other eight guys, rushed the back gate.

When I got to the gate, I felt a paw on my shoulder and a familiar voice behind me ask if someone overslept. The guys and I turned around and there was Alakath! I couldn’t help but smile at him and hug him. He said to keep moving and he’d help keep me alive while Red had us on this suicide mission.

When we entered the rear courtyard, we immediately saw the corpses of the eight guys that went with April. We also saw who was responsible for their deaths: Judah. April was engaged with him, her spear cutting and pricking at him, but not doing any noticeable damage. He, meanwhile, was continually charging her, trying to barge his shoulder into her. Her spear gave her a distance advantage, but Judah’s speed nearly negated it.

Alakath immediately drew his sword and charged in, swinging deftly at Judah. Judah immediately dodged the blade, but April’s spear found a weak spot in the armor he was wearing, as she gouged the shark pretty good. The shark reacted by turning away from them, yanking the spear out of April’s hands before she could withdraw it. She then drew her rather short blade. The handle of the spear splintered as the shark slammed it into a nearby wall.

The two of Red’s guys stayed near me with their weapons drawn. I hobbled as best as I could towards the weak spot that Red wanted us to go, but that was exactly where Judah seemed to be guarding. I drew my knife, to be as ready as I could should the raging shark decide to rush at me. Seeing me move where I was, Alakath kept himself positioned between Judah and me.

Judah also saw this and charged at April, who was still in line with the gate. He swung his huge fist at her when she ducked to the side. Her blade came up and narrowly missed his arm. I then hobbled towards the wall, Alakath staying between the shark and me. April stayed engaged with the shark, actually charging him and slicing with her blade.

The shark made no attempt to evade, instead swinging at her head with an uppercut, which connected squarely with her jaw, sending her flying into the air and dropping her blade. As she came down, he kicked her into a tree at least ten yards away, demonstrating his raw strength and power (and her lack of weight). She moaned while a few small branches fell from the tree, landing on her head and torso.

With that, the shark turned his attention towards Alakath, who was still perfectly between our opponent and me. I began to go along the wall, trying to get to where I could help April. Judah, meanwhile, charged directly at Alakath, who deftly evaded the shark, barely missing the shark with a swing of his own. The shark’s momentum caused him to bowl into one of the guys by me, who managed to cut the shark’s thigh before being crushed into the wall, bones audibly breaking. The other guy immediately jumped in front of me as I hobbled away from the shark.

Seemingly out of nowhere, Alakath came sailing with a kick to the shark’s jaw. The impact briefly stunned the shark and the last of Red’s guys took a swing at the shark. His blade impacted right at the neck, where a loud “cling” was heard, and the blade bounced. He had hit the collar of the shark’s armor. By the time the guy recovered, Judah had as well and before the collie could react, Judah smashed his face into the wall. Leaving just Alakath and me to fight off this brute.

I continued to hobble towards April while Alakath kept himself in front of the shark. I eventually got to my sister and began clearing the branches off of her. Alakath, meanwhile, kept lunging at the shark, trying to pierce the armor the shark was wearing while staying out of harm’s way himself. Judah rushed at the cat as I helped April to her feet.

I heard a loud groan coming from the cat/shark duo, and saw Judah landing on top of Alakath, then a pool of blood forming underneath them. April picked up her blade then ran over to roll the shark off of the cat. Alakath’s sword had penetrated cleanly through the shark’s armor right through the heart. Alakath pulled the sword out with a grunt, wiped the blade clean off of Judah’s tunic and sheathed his blade.

I sheathed mine as well and pulled him into a hug. Alakath returned the hug and asked what we were to do now. April said that there’s a weak spot into the back of the building into the women’s quarters. I nodded and told them to follow me as I went towards where I remembered it being from the inside.

Even on the outside, the brick here was more cracked than elsewhere, making it easy to locate. Of course, the means of actually breaking through had been left a mystery to me. April went back to one of the corpses of the men that came with us and grabbed a small satchel off of him. She affixed it to the wall somehow and yanked a string out of it. She shoved me to the side right as it quietly exploded. In its place was a hole just large enough for us to crawl through.

So crawl through we did. When I emerged, the room was full of girls, looking scared as the three of us emerged. Alakath motioned towards the hole we crawled through, saying they were welcome to leave through it, but to stay safe as they did so. As the girls slowly left through the hole, we made our way into the hallway. Standing just outside was a familiar cat, apparently assigned to keep people from coming in.

I said his name, and he jumped. Alakath seemed to perk up at the name as well. He asked if he was the same Benny that was dating Amarlee, and both he and I said yes. Alakath told him to leave through the hole in the wall as well, as Amarlee is worried sick about him. He nodded, thanked Alakath for not killing him and left into the room.

From there, I had to rely on memory to find Jonah’s office, where he was expected to be hiding. Normally that’s an easy thing, but being drunk when I was last here made that a bit fuzzy. It helps that it’s on the top floor. Still, we found it fairly quickly. More shockingly, however, was that we didn’t face any interior guards along the way. It was like Jonah had pushed all but Judah and Benny to the front. I turned the corner that led to the office and armory, and in front of Jonah’s office was that mink girl.

Her grin diminished when Alakath came from around the corner. In fact, it turned into something of a scowl. She said she told Jonah to leave more people inside, but men never listen to women. Alakath said that some do, but for the most part she’s right. He asked why she stayed here and not do her own thing. She said something about owing Jonah a favor or two, but she was starting to think those favors were paid.

I said that she didn’t have to fight us if she didn’t want. She smiled at that, but shook her head. She then said that Jonah still has one string around her neck that keeps her around. I asked what that was, and if it was possibly worth dying for.

She sighed, like she wanted to say whatever it was, but shook her head and said she couldn’t say. She didn’t think was worth dying for, but she didn’t have a choice, either. April stepped forward, asking if she was an insider. The mink shook her head, saying that she wishes that was the case, because then she wouldn’t be forced to fight us.

Alakath then said that she’s his squire, and she nodded. He said that, given her master’s cruelty, she would be forgiven for stepping aside and allowing us to get to him. She smiled, a tear forming in her eyes as she raised a slingshot and fired a pellet in our direction.

She missed us completely, instead hitting a wall somewhere further down the hall. With that, she dropped her weapon and collapsed, sobbing. April walked over and helped her to her feet, walking her to a corner where she would be out of the way of any reinforcement that came. With that, we entered Jonah’s office.

He was standing with his back to us, watching the battle in the main courtyard at the front of the compound. When we got to about the center of the room, he began to clap. He said something about how impressed he was with our tenacity and such. When he turned around and saw Alakath, he said he was amazed that Alakath would help with the attack. Alakath said he was only doing it for me and my family, which earned a laugh from the shark.

Jonah just said that that was always Alakath’s biggest flaw. That he’s too emotional and sentimental. Alakath just said that he’d rather be that than cold and heartless. With that, Alakath and April both drew their blades. I would have, but I was struggling to even stand at that point, the pain in my leg was so great. April noticed this and gently pulled me behind her.

Both April and Alakath charged the shark. Jonah didn’t bother trying to evade, instead he swung his arms out like he was swimming, trying to send them to the sides. April didn’t react quick enough and she was flung into the far wall, crumpling from the impact. Alakath narrowly missed, and in turn spun around and sliced at the shark. His blade hit the side of the shark, but didn’t break through his tunic, or rather, the mail he wore underneath.

I hobbled over as quick as I could to my sister, but Jonah charged at me. All I could do was drop and roll towards the side of my uninjured leg. Alakath had followed him over and took a swing at him. Again, his sword hit, but didn’t break through the shark’s mail.

As quickly as I could, I got back onto my feet and drew my knife. Again, the shark charged me, and all I could do was stab with my knife as he rammed his shoulder into my chest. The knife stuck in his shoulder as I went flying and rolling towards the balcony. Alakath again managed to strike the shark with his sword, again finding the mail seeming to be impenetrable.

I slowly rose onto my feet and looked up just in time to see Jonah barging his shoulder into me again. Again, this sent me flying. I landed on the rail of the balcony and it collapsed immediately, sending me over the edge. I reached out and managed to grab hold of part of the remaining rail, stopping myself from falling to my death.

I could hear Jonah and Alakath going at it in full force it seemed. I’d hear Jonah growl like he’d charged. I’d hear Alakath groan and the “clink” of his sword hitting Jonah’s mail. I started swinging my body, trying to build momentum to pull myself up back onto the balcony.

Right as I pulled myself up, I saw Alakath lunging at the shark. Jonah’s back was towards me, and I believe Alakath was trying to get him to back further in my direction. I think I made the rashest decision possible. I leaped onto the shark’s back.

I pulled back on the shark’s jaw, trying to guide him towards the edge of the balcony. I wrapped my legs around him as best as I could as he spun around, trying to sling me off. I heard Alakath scream my name, then down we went.

I reached out and somehow grabbed onto a window sill and managed to hold on. Jonah plunged all the way down to the ground, landing with a loud thud, blood immediately pooling around him. I looked down, and the fighting seemed to stop at once. Jonah’s thugs immediately dropped their weapons and held their hands up, surrendering to Red’s forces. Red’s men, meanwhile, hoisted their weapons and cheered. I think some even chanted my name.

After an eternity of hanging there, two pairs of arms grabbed mine and pulled me in. I looked to see who it was, and it was Tara and Amy. They asked if I was okay, and I said as okay as my leg allowed me to be. I draped my arms around their shoulders, glad to be able to take weight off my hurt leg. In the hall, I saw Alakath walking down the stairs, April having draped an arm over his shoulder as she shuffled along, still severely shaken from being hit by Jonah. Her eye had even swollen shut and she had a severe limp, like her foot or leg was injured.

When we got outside into the courtyard, Red’s men began cheering again. Again, I could clearly hear some of them chanting my name, which made me start blushing. Then, suddenly, the men parted, forming a path to the gate, but what took me by surprise, was who was standing at the gate: Mom.

Her hands were cupped over her mouth and nose, and judging by how she was trembling, she was crying. My sisters and I all went over to her and we each hugged and kissed her. I think after a few minutes, we all were hugging each other, crying, glad to finally be reunited.

Noticeably absent from this moment was Red. He was nowhere to be seen. Not that I cared, I was happy to see my mom, and not have to worry about what some fiend was going to do to her. But eventually, Alakath said to someone they should try to locate him.

Eventually, he found him, or rather, his body. Jonah had landed on top of him. What killed Jonah, was Red’s sword stabbing straight through the shark’s heart. The weight of the shark’s impact it likely what did Red in. Everyone was stunned. For several minutes, everyone from both sides just stared at the bodies.

It was Alakath who eventually broke the silence, and he did so by simply suggesting that everyone go back to their families. With that, the majority of people left the compound. This left my family, Alakath, and a few guys who didn’t have families to return to. Alakath suggested the younger ones enlist in the Army. The older guys could find accommodations and wage-work with the Labor Corps.

Eventually, after Alakath gave them instructions on how to do whatever he had suggested, the men dispersed, leaving just the dead corpses, Alakath, my family, and myself there. Soon, we were joined by the mink girl, who seemed unsure whether to feel happy or sad at Jonah’s death, and Eliza, who had arrived not long before the battle began (her words) and had walked out with the mink. Alakath pulled the mink to the side and talked to her for a bit.

Soon, we realized that without Red, the organization, the Paradigm, was no more. We were no longer bound to its cause. Eventually, we also realized we were now without a home. While not having a home wasn’t new to me, it was to the rest of my sisters. But being in a large group without a home was new to me. Alakath, once he finished speaking with the mink, suggested we take over Red’s base. We didn’t have to take up the cause, but the building could house us, and the building was legally considered abandoned, so we could legally claim it without much cost.

Mom agreed that it was a great idea. She also added that we all have useful skills that we could use to bring in coin. Maybe we could start an organization ourselves, one dedicated to making this city better without destroying it. Alakath said he could get behind that, but that would take lots of planning and money. For now, we just needed housing and work, and the base was the perfect place for it.

Before he walked off, Alakath said he’d make sure Macy would meet us at our home. I asked where was she, and he just said that she’s safe and in good company. I asked was it Starlight or Gladia and he shook his head. He just said I’d meet her very soon and walked off.

I then hobbled to where Eliza was standing. We hugged and smiled at each other before briefly kissing. I asked what she was going to do, and she said she didn’t know. Likely, the General would try to bring her back under his control, but I said that we couldn’t let that happen. I offered to have her come stay with my family and me. She smiled and agreed that it would be best for now. Holding hands, we walked over to where my sisters and mom were and explained what the plan was. They just said she was welcome to live with us and we would keep her as safe as possible.

My family and I walked to what was going to be our home. We walked in and were greeted by not only Macy, but Aurora, Abernee, Ammory, Marril, Mallory, Andrea, Ashley, and Amarlee as well. Everyone was here! It was the first time since I had been banished from the brothel that we had all been together at the same time.

Sitting in a corner of what was the common room was Alakath and a hare, whose arm was in a cast. When Macy noticed that I noticed them, she pulled me over and introduced me to the hare, whose name is Heather. Heather stood up and gave me a gentle hug and smiled at me. She actually even offered the place she was sitting to me. I just giggled as I sat on a bench across from them.

Heather’s a really cool girl. She’s apparently going to be Alakath’s squire, something Alakath’s offered me many times in the past. I’m glad he’s finally found someone who can benefit him as such, rather than trying to waste such a privilege on me.

Eventually, Alakath and Heather said they had to leave, but not before giving my mom a bunch of Furre. He said it would cover the cost of obtaining the legal rights to the place. He said to come get him if we were unsure of where to go and whatnot, and mom said she’d likely get him anyway.

Eventually, my sisters in apprenticeships also had to leave. They said they would visit as often as they could, and if we needed anything that they could do to let them know. No doubt we’ll be seeing them frequently.

So, I have Alakath to thank not only for saving my life, but also for reuniting my family. Here’s hoping that a happy, normal life is now possible. But, I would still like to go adventuring with Starlight and Gladia, but my leg needs to heal… and I finally get that opportunity, or at least, I hope I do.

Day 12

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t afraid right now. Red’s going to do it soon. He’s going to destroy the brothel and bring down Jonah. Which is great, but that’s not what scares me. It’s the fact that, even though I’ll still be injured, he wants me at the front of it. That’s what scares me. Even when I’m fully healthy, I can’t fight. I hate hurting people. But he wants me to be front and center when we begin the attack. Red even said that he wants me to be the one who kills Jonah, if it comes to it.

I told him that I’m not comfortable with that. He just said that I’ve got to deal with it. He’s not giving me a fucking choice! I told him I’m not a fighter, and he just said that that will change. He seemed shocked when I told him that my knife is just for show, that I’ve never used it and want to keep it that way. All he said to that was to put on some big bitch panties and get used to killing anyone he says to. I’m really starting to second guess myself when it comes to being here.

I know Macy’s picked up on that. Since that meeting, she’s spent every possible moment she could get away with just being with me. A few times afterwards, she drug me into his office and tried to argue my point for me, but he’s insisting I basically lead the charge. He says I’m in too deep now and he can’t allow me to walk away. I told him I don’t mind doing the recon work for him, but I just want to keep out of the bloodshed. He told me to shove a dick in my mouth and do what he says.

If he keeps talking to me like that, I’m going to fucking leave. I won’t put up with much more of that shit, talking down to me like some fucking whore off the street. Macy tried to explain that he only talks like that when he’s stressed, but I don’t care and I told her as much. If he wants me to help him, he better fucking respect me, stressed or not. Otherwise, he can kiss my blue ass goodbye.

Today’s been an emotional roller coaster to say the least. I’ve been back and forth being either pissed to high heaven at one thing or another that Red’s said and being scared for my life. Macy’s been a great comfort, though. But she’s not being told to go fight against her will, either. She has the option of staying here. That being said, she did say that when I got back, she would make me doing what Red wants worth my while somehow.

Amy at one point today did pull me to the side and tried to show me some of her techniques. My hurt leg, though, made it impossible for me to move the way I needed. When she was convinced I wasn’t faking it, she went to talk to Red herself about me being there. She said that she would try to convince him to at least keep me to the rear until it was time to deliver the final blow to Jonah. I probably won’t know how successful she was until the day of the raid.

But I guess there was one good thing that happened today, and that was just spending time with almost all of my sisters. Not just Macy and Amy, but Aurora, Marril, Tara, April, Abernee, Mallory, and Ammory as well. The only ones not here were Amarlee, Andrea and Ashley. They all just spent time trying to cheer me up and make me feel at ease. And while we were together, it worked.

I got to catch up with each of them and they all caught up with me. Each of them has their own tale of how they got involved with this, and they each have their own way of making me feel better about being here. In the end, though, I don’t believe I can tolerate being talked down to like a sex slave the way Red does. I can generally tolerate verbal abuse, but the degree to which he does it is just too degrading.

I’ve noticed it’s only me he talks that way to, as well. He’s firm, but respectful to all of my sisters. He’s even nice to Macy. But me? He talks as if I’m just a sleazy cum dumpster or something. It’s like he thinks I want to be filled with cock all the time, when I never want to see another one ever again in my life! Okay, I might can think of one exception to that, but I doubt it’ll ever happen.

I hope Mom doesn’t stick around here once she’s away from Jonah. I have a hard time believing that Red will be any more respectful towards her than he is to me. She’s been through enough already. Red berating her the way he does me would be too much. Either Mom’ll snap, or I will. And, for Red’s sake, let’s hope I’m the one who snaps.

Day 11

Well, today was rather boring. The only people I even saw today were Red, Macy, Aurora, and the nurse. Red came by just to check on me. I ate lunch and dinner with Macy. I didn’t see her at breakfast, though. The nurse came by to help me with my leg, eventually getting me to soak in a bath of alcohol, washing all the pink dye out.

When I first saw Macy today, though, I panicked. One of her eyes was swollen shut and had turned a deep purple. When I asked what happened, she turned away and told me not to worry about it. After several minutes of me not dropping it, she finally told me what happened last night.

First off, she admitted that she had lied about going to the court. Where Red had her go was even more dangerous: Jonah’s brothel. More specifically, she had went to observe where Jonah kept his guards posted. She had gathered all of that information without an incident and had started to return, when someone snatched her into an alleyway.

Whoever had snatched her began asking about my whereabouts. When she refused to say, they beat her. Before she blacked out, she managed to get a good look at who it was, but didn’t recognize him. I asked her to describe him. All she could recall was that he was a fox decked from head to toe in black. She said it wasn’t Sam and I nodded.

I told her that he was who Berith tried to sell Starlight and me to. Her confused expression told me she didn’t know about Starlight, so I briefly explained that she was a Feral fox that Alakath had brought into town to recover from some injuries she had. That seemed to alleviate her confusion, as her expression resumed its previous state.

She sighed and said that his beating wasn’t the worst of her night. I’m pretty sure I gave her a confused look at that. She sighed and said that she woke up with her coat, hat, and trousers missing, her tank ripped open and shorts around her ankles. She was soaking wet, but the smell was of urine, not semen.

She was still laying there, stunned, when some drunk came by and began pissing on her. He seemed to make sure he got plenty in her open mouth and all over her body. When he finished, she heard him yell, asking someone where his money was. She heard a few Furre clink together and shortly after, the fox was standing over her.

By then, though, she had started to roll over and spit the drunk’s piss out of her mouth, but the fox pushed her back onto her back and clamped her mouth shut with his hand. He forced her to swallow her mouths contents. Then, probably the worst thing of all was him forcing his own dick into her mouth and pissing.

Her biting down is what earned her the severe black eye she’s got, as he punched her repeatedly until she released. He then stomped her in the face once he stood back up. She couldn’t stop crying once she started. At least he finally left her alone after that.

Not too long after that, someone came by, wrapped her in a blanket, and walked her to the bath. The attendant there escorted her further into the bath and helped wash the urine out of her fur. The person who escorted her to the bath left to get the guard, and when they showed up, she told them what had happened. By then, the person who had taken her to the bath had left. She doesn’t know where the person went, or even who the person was.

When she finished talking to the guard, she saw Alakath there, talking to some cheetah woman. She asked the attendant if he had brought her there, and she said no, nor was it the cheetah. Macy sighed before walking up to him anyway. Alakath immediately took off the cape he always wears and wrapped her with it.

He told the cheetah girl to meet him sometime this evening once he finishes doing stuff with some ceremony and she just nodded and told him she’d see him then. Alakath then kept Macy close to him and walked her back here. When she got here, she thanked him and ran straight to her room, where she poured herself a bath and cried herself to sleep in it.

I just pulled her into a hug and told her I was just glad she’s back alive. She’s lucky that someone didn’t come along and do worse things to her. She nodded and kissed me. I nearly gagged when she did, as I could taste the urine she was forced to swallow. She obviously noticed and apologized. I figured she would have brushed her teeth since then and said as much. She said she did, but she would a few more times after she ate lunch and reported her findings to Red.

I sighed and pecked her cheek. I told her that she needed to be more careful when she’s out at night, as there are worse things than what she dealt with that could happen. She said she knew and she was being as careful as possible.

We ate the rest of our lunch in silence. Multiple people came by, asking her what happened and she just said that she didn’t want to talk about it. Aurora even came by and pressed the same as I did. I asked Macy if she wanted me to tell her later for her and she shook her head. She said she would when Aurora wasn’t busy. Aurora obviously didn’t like it, but she went back to helping serve lunch with that, a worried look on her face each time she looked over at us.

Once we finished the meal, she left to go to Red’s office. Aurora tried to corner her as she left, but Macy just waved for her to come with her. I guess she either was going to explain on the way or have her listen to her explain to Red what happened.

Not interested in hearing Red yell in either concern or rage, I limped to the nurse’s office. She smiled as soon as she saw me and grabbed a bottle from her shelf. She then had me follow her to a back room, where a blood-stained bath was. She poured the entire bottle into the bath then filled it the rest of the way with hot water.

She said not to worry about the stains. They weren’t fresh, just the result of years of washing blood off of injured men. It was perfectly sanitary. I gave her a suspicious look as I stripped down and slowly eased into the bath.

If the smell of alcohol didn’t give its presence away, the stinging everywhere sure as hell did. Not only did my gashed leg sting to high heaven, various other places, including my crotch and asshole, burned. I asked why did every part of my body burn from it, and she just said that, aside from my vagina and asshole, that I must have some small cuts all over. I asked why besides those areas? She just giggled and said something about how those regions will burn regardless due to sensitivity or whatever.

After a few minutes, she had me lift my arms and feet out of the solution to see if the dye was coming out. I did, and to my surprise, there wasn’t much pink dye left there. She then said to close my eyes and hold my breath. Like an idiot, I started to ask why instead of taking a deep breath.

She pushed my entire body, face included, underwater. I panicked and started to flail about to get her to let me up. I was on the verge of blacking out when she finally pulled me up. I started to yell some obscenities at her when she did it again. Again, she pulled me up when I was about to black out.

This went on for quite some time. I don’t think I ever fully got a breath until she finished. In fact, I think I did black out at some point, because I remember her slapping me in the face at one point. The moment she was satisfied I was awake, she resumed dunking me, always holding me under until I almost blacked out.

When she finally finished, she had me stand in front of a mirror. Lo and behold, there wasn’t a bit of pink dye left on me, and my hair was its natural shade of red, as well. She then asked how my left leg felt, and honestly, I was still starved of air, so my entire body felt like it was on fire and I said as much. She just laughed and joked that I’m now infection free. I couldn’t help but scowl in between coughing fits.

She finally let me get redressed as she drained the bath of the now pinkish-red solution. Once that was done, she led me back to the common room and left me to do whatever. I opted to return to my room and lay down for a spell.

I didn’t fall asleep, though. Instead, I wondered about Starlight and Gladia, hoping they are okay and not getting into trouble looking for me. Once my leg is better, I’ll see about Red letting me go visit them. I need them to know I’m okay.

After a few hours of that, Macy barged in and drug me to the common room. I asked what was up, and she said that I was missing dinner. I asked if it was that late already and she nodded. Her eye still hadn’t decreased its swelling, instead it seemed to have gotten a bit worse. I asked if she had seen the nurse about it and she said that she had. There was nothing to be done about it yet. In a couple of days, the nurse would be able to drain it if it didn’t go down, but for now it needed to do its thing.

Again, a bunch of the guys begged her to tell them what happened and she refused. She said that they didn’t need to know, but it wouldn’t last long. This time, instead of helping serve, Aurora sat with us and helped deflect guys from asking about her eye. She also took this opportunity to catch up with me, since I hadn’t really spoken to her since I got here.

Aurora had went to maid training once she left the brothel and hoped to be a maid for the nobility. And for a month, she actually was. After that month, though, she begged to be sent somewhere else. The Inspector General sent her here, possibly at the request of Red even. Not long after Aurora came here, Macy came as well.

I then told her how my shitty life had gone up until now. These past few days, despite being hurt, were probably the best I’ve had in forever. I’m glad to be running into all my sisters again, and I told them that. They smiled and said they were glad I was here. Aurora said she was tired of Macy teasing her and said it was my turn. Macy looked at me and smiled as best as she could, and of course I returned the smile.

After all that, Macy said she wanted to get some rest. I don’t blame her, so I gave her a hug and told her she could rest with me if she wanted. She said it was tempting, but she felt she needed to be alone, and was probably going to fall asleep in the bath again. I said my offer stands, regardless, and she softly kissed me before going to her room. This time, I didn’t taste any urine.

Now I’m in my room, back to wondering how Starlight and Gladia are doing. It’s only been a couple of days, but I miss them. I wish I could see them. As soon as my leg heals, I’ll see about visiting them. Until then, I’m not walking unless I need to.

Day 10

Damn! I forgot just how awesome sleeping in a warm bed is! It would have been better if my leg wasn’t throbbing to hell, but it was still better than what I’ve gotten the past gods know how long. To make everything even better, when I limped into the main common room, Alakath was sitting in there, chatting with Red over what I assume was coffee. The only way it could have been even better (besides my leg to not be killing me) was for my mom to also have been there.

I’m pretty sure I squealed to high heaven when I saw Alakath though. I started to run to him, but my leg wasn’t having that shit. I instead just hobbled over to him and gave him the tightest hug I could muster. I hope I didn’t hurt him, since at that moment, I had forgotten he had to have just gotten out of the hospital. He didn’t seem to mind it, though.

I feel kinda bad about it now, but I also gave him a deep, firm kiss. That is, until he gently pushed me away. I also feel weird about it, since I’ve always thought of him more as my dad than anything else. I definitely am not making a habit out of that.

I sat down in Alakath’s lap and asked what he was doing here. He said that he and Red had things to discuss (Alakath called Red “Jacob”, though). I asked what kind of things, and Alakath just said that I’d know when the time comes for it. I let out a soft growl before leaning up against him and resting my head on his shoulder.

I sat in his lap like that for a while, just chit chatting with him and Red about whatever came up. Eventually, though, Red said that I had a few things he needed me to do. That meant that Alakath had to leave. Before getting up out of his lap, I pulled him into another hug and gave him a quick peck on the cheek.

Once Alakath left, Red teased me saying that I only kiss men that are father figures in my life. I just laughed. As far as men are concerned, he’s not exactly wrong, but I never really kiss men either. I then picked on him back, saying that would be the only way he gets a kiss from me. He laughed and said I’d change my mind one day. Nah, I’ll stick to girls (I didn’t tell him that!).

After a few minutes, once my excitement died down, Red told me to hang out in the common room until Andrea got there. She was going to properly size me for my uniform. I asked if he minded if I talked her into making mine less revealing, and he just said good luck with that. With that, I knew I was fucked.

The nurse walked in while I was waiting. She asked how my leg felt, and I told her it would probably feel better if it was cut off. She laughed and said that while she could probably arrange for some painkillers to be given to me, they were expensive and she didn’t have the budget for them. I said that if I could just spend a few days not walking around, I should feel fine eventually. She nodded and said that would be best. She said that she had some alcohol she could come by and rub on it as needed. I told her I’d appreciate that and she left to get some.

While I was waiting, someone came up behind me and started squeezing my tits. I was about to start yelling at the person when she greeted me with a “Good morning, sis” and pecked me on the cheek. I should have known it was Macy. I asked her to stop, and, instead, she began kneading them. The way she had my arms pinned, I couldn’t reach up to pull her hands off.

Even though I was starting to groan, I was still able to plead with her to stop. The last thing I needed was for my tits to be aching when Andrea came by to fit me for my uniforms. Instead of stopping, however, she groped them even harder. I began to whimper “Please, stop” over and over again. Instead, she groped and kneaded even harder and faster.

Soon, Andrea walked in carrying a bag, full of measuring equipment and fabric no doubt. Of course, my shameless sister didn’t stop at all. Worsening the issue, Andrea set her bag down on the table by me and said that Macy is the same as ever. She added that Macy having gotten me so worked up would make her job all the more interesting, since she’ll have to play with my tits herself to determine what kind of support they need, if any at all.

Andrea then straddled me in such a way that her tits were pressed into my face while, judging by the sound of it, she made out with Macy. Like Macy kissing me, Andrea using me, and often times Macy as well, to explore her sexuality was a routine thing when we were all together, regardless of if I wanted to be a part of it or not. The two always loved teaming up on me as well, since I rarely ever fought back. The one time I did, they spun what happened to where Mom beat my ass instead of theirs (to be fair, Macy did have to go to the hospital). So after that, I just let them have their way, whenever they wanted.

Suddenly, Andrea pulled back and turned my face towards Macy’s, who started kissing me and pushing her tongue against mine. Macy slid her hands down to where my arms were still pinned, but she was no longer groping my tits. Instead, Andrea began groping them herself.

“Nice,” she said. “They’re big, but pretty firm.” She hefted them, feeling their weight and no doubt enjoying playing with them. “They’re also heavy.” She pressed into one of them, causing me to let out a moan into Macy’s mouth. “How have you been moving around with so little support?” She kept my face towards Macy, who kept her lips locked with mine, preventing me from answering.

She wrapped a strip of cloth around my bust, and adjusted it to where it was right over my nipples. The pressure of it on the now highly sensitive parts made me moan again, this time much more loudly. Macy, in turn, sighed into my mouth and pushed her tongue deeper into my mouth. One of them began running their hands through my hair.

Andrea pulled me by my shoulders to my feet and whispered in my ear for me to lift my arms. Macy slid her hands to my hips and I lifted my arms up. She wrapped the strip of cloth around my boobs again and jotted down some stuff on a notepad. She gently grabbed my wrists and lowered them to my sides over Macy’s hands.

She then said that she had to do my bust again. She “forgot” to have me take off the maid outfit I was still wearing. Supposedly because she can’t get an accurate measure while I’m wearing clothes. I said she was full of bullshit as Macy pulled the dress over my head. Macy then went back to fondling my boobs, this time reaching underneath the bra I was wearing.

I was starting to tell Macy to cut it out when Andrea shoved her tongue into my mouth. She then reached behind me and undid my bra, letting it drop once she unfastened it. Andrea then teased, asking if I felt better letting my breasts feel the air. She let out a yelp and grabbed a handful of my back’s fur when I bit her tongue after she shoved it back in my mouth.

Once I stopped biting, she let go of my fur and, again, wrapped my boobs with that cloth she used to measure them before. When she pulled back, Macy turned my face towards hers and started kissing me, shoving her tongue as deep into my mouth as she could. My already intense blush burned even deeper when Andrea whispered that we were drawing a crowd.

Macy then suddenly pulled back, and I could see that she was starting to blush. She’s always been uncomfortable around people, and if guys were gathering to watch us, she was going to become very uncomfortable very quickly. She stammered that we should find somewhere more private to continue. Andrea just laughed and said that the spectators made things even more interesting.

Andrea then grabbed Macy by the shirt, as Macy had begun to back away, and started kissing her. She stopped long enough to say that Macy wasn’t getting away that easily. Macy began to say something about the growing crowd when Andrea gave her another kiss and said to let them watch. Hard working men deserved a good show once in a while.

Macy squealed when Andrea suddenly yanked her tank top off over her head, showing off the fact she wasn’t wearing a bra. Macy tried to cover her breasts with her arms, but Andrea grabbed her hands and guided them to my boobs. Macy then pressed her tits into my back, in an attempt to keep them covered somehow. She also dug her face into my neck, embarrassed at being exposed in front of people.

Andrea giggled as she leaned in and somehow got Macy to start moaning. I looked over as best as I could and it looked like Andrea was nibbling at Macy’s neck. This also caused Macy to roughly squeeze and lift my breasts, which made me moan as well. Some whoops from somewhere in the room confirmed the presence of an audience, but all I could see, thanks to Andrea’s hand in my hair, was the ceiling, as she was pulling the back of my head down.

However, at this point it seemed that Macy was no longer interested in helping Andrea antagonize me sexually. Instead, she kept her chest pressed to my back and her face dug into my neck, more interested in keeping her boobs, which are only slightly smaller than mine, pressed to my back. Andrea, when she realized that the tag team on me was over, let out a sigh and measured my waist and hips, not bothering to remove my panties (thankfully).

Andrea then looked towards the crowd that was behind me and made a series of gestures, seeming to tell them that Macy was crying (And she was! My shoulder was becoming damp from her tears). She then gestured that she didn’t know what was going on with her. I’m sure she actually knew, but she wasn’t indicating it to them. When she tried to tilt Macy’s face to give her a kiss, Macy just let out a squeal and slid her head to where it was pressed into the back of my neck instead of the side. So, instead, she settled on kissing me, again. Like always, I meekly allowed her to do it.

After a few more measurements, none of which were as sensual as the first couple, Andrea finally put her tools back into her bag and walked behind to where Macy was still crying. She told her that the crowd had been gone for a few minutes now. Macy looked around her, probably to check whether Andrea told the truth, then yelled for Andrea to go fuck off. Andrea, in turn, told her to stop being a baby and that it wasn’t her fault a crowd formed.

Macy said that was bullshit and Andrea laughed and said that only Red and Macy knew she was coming. If she wanted to blame anyone for the crowd, it had to be Red. Macy shook her head and said that if we had went into one of the empty bedrooms like she had first suggested, that we wouldn’t have had to worry about a crowd.

Andrea chuckled and said that a crowd just watching wasn’t an issue. It wasn’t like they were groping or trying to fuck us or anything. (Her reasoning, not mine!) I said that she (Andrea) knew that Macy hated crowds on a normal basis. She couldn’t expect Macy to be an exhibitionist like she is. Macy nodded and said “exactly!”

By that point, Macy had put her tank back on (backwards) and handed me my bra. She said that until I get some clothes, that I could borrow hers. She said that wearing the maid outfit from Jonah’s wasn’t acceptable. I nodded and asked if she could bring an outfit to my room and she said sure.

Andrea said that I’d have a few outfits in a few weeks, as she had to order materials from Drayden’s Burrow. I said it was good to see her pervy self again and she giggled. I added that it would be nice to have a non-sexual encounter with her soon. She just laughed and said once I got settled in, maybe.

Macy asked why she had to order material from so far away, and Andrea said that it was because the grade of leather she needed wasn’t available in town anywhere. I said that leather was a no go, but Andrea said that it was because my outfits were also pieces of armor. There would be cloth underneath to prevent chafing and such. I sighed and said that was fine as long as it wasn’t too revealing. She just grinned and said that my groin and tits would be covered. I scowled at her, knowing that she would fashion something that literally only covers those areas.

Andrea then gathered her stuff and gave both me and Macy a kiss. As she left the common room headed towards the front, she turned and gave us a wink and a wave. Damn I’ve missed that girl, despite being as perverted as she is. I glanced towards Macy and she was tugging at her tank, trying to pull it down to where her cleavage was showing. I told her it was on backwards. She turned it around by just pulling her arms into it and twisting it. She smiled at me and said thanks.

We then just hung out in the common room and talked about how our lives have been the past few years. Turns out, she didn’t immediately come here when Mom kicked her out of the brothel. Instead, she worked for the Inspector General for half a year. He’s the one who put her in contact with Red.

When I asked what made her agree to leave working for the court and come here, she just sighed and said that she’s treated better here. She said the perks for working for the court were nice, but not worth the harassment that came with it. She then said that the stunt Andrea had pulled was tame compared to what the clerks of the court deal with.

I couldn’t help but say that they were doing the same to me before Andrea pulled her top off. Macy said that was different, since I was willing. I almost yelled that of course I seemed willing! They shoved their faces in mine before I could ever say anything. Plus, I had told her to stop before Andrea ever showed up!

She just bowed her head and apologized. She then added that she didn’t expect Andrea to get here as soon as she did. She was about to let me be when Andrea walked in. I pulled her in for a hug and said that next time, she needed to stop when I first say to. She returned the hug, kissed me and said she would. She smirked and asked if it was okay if she keeps kissing me like she does. I sighed and nodded. I then admitted that, despite the protesting, I did enjoy what she did, and added that, provided that she asks first, I might let her do it again sometime. I feel like I might regret that, but I know that’s how she shows her affection.

She started grinning and said she’d be sure to take me up on that. I just laughed and gave her another hug. When she pulled out of the hug, she pulled my face to hers and gave me a rather sloppy kiss.

Once I wiped her drool off my lips, I asked if she could go ahead and bring me an outfit or two to wear. I gestured to my barely clothed self and said that I can’t go about in just underwear all the time. She said she could, although she wouldn’t mind me being in just a bra and panties all the time. I laughed and said that she may not mind, but I do. She gave me one more peck on the lips before sauntering down the hall to her quarters.

Not long after she left, the nurse walked in, carrying a bottle of alcohol. She said she came by earlier, but the guys had blocked the entryway and she couldn’t even get to my room to wait on me. I blushed again as I said that I didn’t intend for that to happen. Her eyes showed her confusion as she said that she thought Andrea and Macy were my sisters. I turned away to hide my intensifying blush as I said that they are.

I then asked if she could follow me to my room so she could rub the alcohol on my leg without the chance of an audience. She giggled and said that she could. She then followed me as I hobbled down the halls to my room. When she closed the door, I sat on my bed and patted the bed next to me for her to sit, and that she did.

She took a cloth and poured a bit of the alcohol onto it. As she dabbed it onto my wound, she muttered that it might sting a bit. I sucked in a breath as my leg stung severely. I asked if it was supposed to burn like that, and she just giggled and said that it was warding off infection, so yes. I asked why it stung as bad as it did, especially in comparison to the booze that’s been dabbed on it before. She shrugged her shoulders and said that this alcohol is basically pure alcohol, while the strongest liquor is at most three quarters alcohol.

She continued to dab alcohol on my leg for a few minutes. I started to notice that there are spots around the wound where the pink dye is wearing off. She looked up at me and said that if I wanted the dye to come out quicker, that I could soak in alcohol for a bit and it would come right out. I shrugged my shoulders and said that I didn’t mind being pink for a while. She then, in her sternest voice I had to that point heard her use, said that I should at least bathe sometime. I said that as soon as she was done I would. I mean, I’ve wanted to bathe, I just hadn’t had the opportunity. She huffed as she dabbed a little more alcohol on my leg.

She then, rather painfully, slapped my thigh where she had been dabbing the alcohol a few times. I was tearing up as I asked what that was for, and she said that it was to make sure I could still feel. I asked if once wasn’t enough and she just giggled and said maybe, but she wanted to be sure. I just slowly let out a deep breath and laid back on my bed. She took that as her cue to get up and leave.

A little bit later, Macy walked in and said that I should have asked where the baths were. I mumbled that I was going to when I was ready. She just giggled and said that since I was an awesome sister, I could just share her bath with her. I asked, to clarify, if she had her own. She nodded and said it was a perk of her place in Red’s organization. I asked if Red would be okay with that, and she just nodded and said she had already cleared it with him. Of course, she added the condition that I had to bathe with her if I was going to use hers.

I just sighed and asked if there was a common bath, in case I wanted to bathe and she wasn’t around. She giggled and said she would always be around, but if she was too busy, she supposed she could let me bathe without her in hers. I growled and said that’s not what I asked.  She smiled and said there was, but she wasn’t going to let me use it. I asked why not, and she said because she wanted me all to herself.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her. I then said I wasn’t going to be trying to fuck anyone while I’m bathing. She just pouted and asked not even her. I grinned and said nope. She tried to keep pouting but eventually broke it with a giggle. Then she pecked me on the lips and said to follow her. She’d show me where her bath, and room, was.

We went up the stairs I had slept under the other night, but instead of going all the way down to where Red’s office is, we went into one of the few doors along the corridor leading to it. This lead to a small hallway with a door on each side. One of these was painted a crimson hue. The other a dark gray. As I expected, we entered the gray one.

The room was very well decorated, unlike the one I’m in. She had lined up on one of the walls a picture of Mom, all my sisters, and me. A row of candles underneath each of them was the only light in the room. Compared with the rest of the rooms, save Red’s office, it was very dim inside.

While I was observing all that, Macy wrapped her arms around my waist and asked if I was going to stare at the walls all day, or was I going to bathe at some point. I just sighed and took a few steps inside, allowing her to close the door behind her. She then had me follow her to a door in a corner of the room.

Through this door was Macy’s bath. Compared to her bedroom, this room was very brightly lit, with candles on every ledge possible. I sighed as she stood beside me and asked if I could at least have this bath alone. She pouted but told me where she kept some towels and let me have at it.

Once I poured the bath, I sank in the warm water and closed my eyes. When I opened them, Macy was standing there in front of me, her hand on her hip with something of a scowl on her face. She growled that I was to be bathing, not sleeping. I sighed, but before I said anything, she choked back a laugh and grinned. I just smirked at her and shook my head.

She said that she half expected me to nod off in the warm water. That was the main reason she left me alone. She then told me to hop out and let her change the water for me. I tried to protest, saying I could do it myself but she insisted on it. I shrugged my shoulders and stepped out of the bath.

After a few minutes, she had finished refilling the bath with hot water. Not warm. Hot. She added some soap to the water, which made it foam up and emit a nice fragrance. She stepped in the bath herself and asked me to settle back in. I shook my head, saying that I wasn’t in the mood for anything sensual. She just huffed and, again, asked me to settle in. She insisted that she wasn’t trying to be sensual.

I looked at her suspiciously as I slowly settled back into the bath, the water hot enough to sting slightly. Macy sat behind me and lathered her hands with some shampoo she had. She then began washing my hair. She didn’t just wash, but also massaged my scalp. She did this for quite a few minutes before rinsing her hands off in the water in front of me.

She then took a bar of soap that was lying next to us and lathered her hands again. Once she was satisfied with the amount of soap on her hands, she began rubbing me down, massaging every possible spot as she went. She paused, however, when her hands hovered over my breasts. I sighed, turned to look at her, barely opened my eyes that had slid shut shortly after she began, and nodded.

She, surprisingly gently caressed them for a bit, very gently kneading them to work the soap into my fur. I couldn’t help but let out a low moan as she cleaned them, her touch felt so good. She then rested her chin on my shoulder as she finally moved down to my belly, but not before giving my breasts a more firm grope.

This rather unexpected full body massage and wash continued on for quite some time. She actually got into the water herself, not bothering to take off her clothes, when she went to take care of my legs and feet. She didn’t pause again until only my crotch remained. She lightly tapped the inside of my thighs and waited. I shook my head this time. I told her I’d get that spot, and she just nodded, cupped some water into her hands and rinsed my hair and body that wasn’t submerged in water that way.

I pulled her into a hug right as I could begin hearing Red call for Macy. She sighed and said that she had to go. I nodded and released her from my hug. She quickly sauntered out of the bathroom, not even bothering to dry off or change. I finished washing where she didn’t get and emptied the bath and dried off.

Then I realized that I had no clothes up there. I didn’t want to just take some of hers, once I found them that is, so I just stayed wrapped up in the towel I had taken and sat on her bed. Again, I looked at all the pictures on the wall across from me. They all seemed fairly recent. Only mine and Mom’s were old it seemed. The one of me was the last picture Mom had taken of me before I was banished from the hotel. Mom’s, and I only knew it was Mom because her birthmark is just below her right eye, seemed to have been from before I was even born. She was still youthful, and really sexy honestly, especially with the pose she was in for that picture.

I was pulled out of my admiration of Mom’s younger self by hearing Macy yelling “Fuck you!” at somebody. That was followed by Red yelling “Mace, what’s going on?” However, by the time he finished, she had come back into her room and shut and locked the door. I immediately saw what the problem was. Her tank had been ripped off her shoulder on her right side, her tit bare to the air.

I got up and walked over to her. Tears were welling up in her eyes and her lips were quivering. I pulled into a hug right as she began wailing. I rubbed her hair and kept whispering things in her ear, trying to comfort her. After what seemed like forever, she finally calmed down enough to whisper “I hate that fucking fox.”

I asked what fox, and she just said “Sam.” I said I know a fox named Sam. She then perfectly described the particular fox that tipped me off about the relic. I didn’t realize he was part of this and said as much. Then she said that he isn’t. He’s Red’s contact in the court that relays things between him and the various court nobles, especially Lewis Bradshaw.

I asked what did he do to her, and she gestured at her now ruined tank top. I told her to sit down and I’d be right back. I think she actually tried to stop me, but I had unlocked and walked out before she could really react.

When I stepped out into the corridor, I could see the fox standing just inside the doorway into Red’s office. I stormed in his direction and grabbed a thick brick of a book that was laying on Macy’s desk. I could just start to hear the fox saying that “the hussy deserves it” when I bashed his head with the book.

He crumpled to the ground immediately. I glanced at Red and he had a smirk on his face and made a gesture up and down, then shrugged. I looked down and saw I was completely naked. I looked behind me, and caught in the doorframe I came out of was the towel I was wrapped in. I looked back at Red, and he just mouthed for me to get dressed. I put the book back on Macy’s desk as I retreated into her room, picking up the towel as I went.

No sooner did I close the door and turn around did Macy slap the shit out of me. Hard enough for me to start seeing stars. I braced against the door as I asked what that was for. She said it was for being so brash. I said I wasn’t going to not do anything to the guy for messing with her, and she just huffed.

Then the pain in my leg hit me. I guess having a quick adrenaline rush helps ease the pain a bit. I hobbled over to her bed and laid down on it. Macy stood by me, hands on her hips, and asked if I was going to get dressed anytime soon. I said as soon as she got herself redressed and gave me something to wear. Then I decided to look up and see she was already in a different tank. This one black, while the ripped one was white.

She went into her drawers and pulled out a tank top and some shorts and threw them at me. I asked her what her problem was, and she just glared at me. She then sighed and said that she knew I meant well, but I shouldn’t have just barged in like I did. She added that the fox is the only reason that Red is able to keep in contact with certain nobles in the court. Red would be arrested on the spot if he tried to directly contact them. Red also wouldn’t allow her to do it, since he felt she was too valuable to him to risk anything happening to her.

I easily could have just ended the fox’s willingness to work with Red. Seemingly on cue, Red knocked on the door and said that he needed to speak with us. I hastily put on the clothes that Macy gave me while, continuing to glare at me, she walked over to the door and let him in.

He immediately asked if Macy was okay, and she said she would be. He said that he meant was she okay right then, and she scowled at him and asked if it looked like she was. He sighed and pulled a packet out of a pouch on his belt and offered it to her. She eyed it quickly before swatting it out of his hand, sending it skittering into a corner.

She was trembling at that point and right as I started to say something, she fell to her knees, head in her hands, and began sobbing. I pulled my sister into a hug and rubbed up and down her back. I looked up at Red, and he just sighed and walked back out. I get the feeling dealing with upset people isn’t something he’s good with.

She caught me off guard when she turned and pulled me into a surprisingly deep and passionate kiss. I know I let out a squeak of alarm when she shoved her tongue into my mouth, but I just kept rubbing her back and let her do it. After a bit, she let me go and said thanks. I just smiled and told her I’d do anything for her.

She just smiled and said I’m an awesome sister. I asked if she was ready to hear whatever it was that Red had wanted to say and she nodded. I started to stand when she pulled me back onto her bed and said to let her go get him and she gently patted my stitched up part of my leg, I guess to explain why she didn’t want me to do it.

Then she stood up and walked out, but not with her usual buoyant stride. I stayed seated on her bed and, once again, found myself admiring the pictures of my family on the wall. Again, I found myself staring at Mom’s picture. I still can’t believe just how beautiful she was whenever that picture was taken.

I was still imagining all the ways Mom had to use to ward off all the guys when Macy walked in. She didn’t say anything, but just walked over to her closet and pulled out a long coat, trousers, and a hat and put them on. I said it was a bit warm for the coat, and she nodded, but said she had to wear it if she was going to the Court. I asked was she, and she just nodded.

When I asked why, she just said that that was what Red was wanting to talk about. He needed one of us to go to the Court and she had volunteered. I asked what for, and she said for me not to worry about it. I then asked what time it was and she just said that it’s after dark.

I told her to be safe as she ushered me out of her room and she said she would be. I then gave her a quick kiss and headed to my room. When I got there, the nurse was waiting on me and had me sit down next to her.

She rubbed some alcohol on my leg again and said I smelled nice. I told her it was my sister’s soap and she said she knew. More of the dye came out of my fur around where she was dabbing, and she again said I should soak in some alcohol so it would all hurry and come out. It would also help heal my leg. I just said I will tomorrow and she nodded.

She just left a few minutes ago and my leg feels fine for now, besides the burning from the alcohol. Today was great, all in all. I just hope the next several are just as awesome. I also hope Macy’s okay. The streets are dangerous this time of night.