The horny fu- Cloud. Cloud woke up with a head that felt as though it was full of cotton. Everything hazy, hard to grasp. She’s lost track of how long she’s been in this same almost empty room. All she allowed was a bed and a toilet. Rolling off the bed she fell onto the ground with a thud and a grumble on her lips. Her left side was still badly bruised, hurt to move, but she stood up. Licking her lips she felt the fresh cut.

 

Balling her fists in a quiet rage Cloud resisted the urge to scream out profanities. Already that accursed visor on her head was alerted to her ire. Voices played in her ears. Relax. Breath. Focus. Listen. Obey. And of course they were joined by a faint spiral that played before her vision. It was always good and right to focus on the spiral and just listen to the soft words helping her to- Fuck! Fuck! No! She pushed those thoughts aside and focused more on how to get out of this place.

 

She hated this, but even more so, she was afraid. Afraid of the inevitability of it all. The words, the spiral, the trance. Even now she could feel herself dulling again. Before she could act, her door opened. Entering the room was that man. Nigel Graymail as he had first introduced himself. A name Cloud burned into her mind, even if that mind was dully referring to him as Master. Nigel was impeccably dressed in a crimson shaded silk shirt that clung to his chiseled torso, unbuttoned as to allow Cloud to gaze at his toned muscular body. Matching the shirt was a pair of silk bottoms, so tightly fit that Cloud could see the outline of his member. “Come on bitch, you should know how to greet your Master by now.” His arrogant voice carrying a hypnotic and commanding tone to it. Nothing Cloud hadn’t felt before. As compelling as it was, however, she stood tall, looked him right in the eye and said, “I will never give into a piece of trash like y-“ before she could finish her reply he smacked her across the face, freshening that cut lip and causing her to crumple to the ground.

 

Before she could move Nigel gave her a swift and hard kick to the side. As Cloud writhed on the ground Nigel grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. “You know better than that slut.” Letting go he walked back to the entrance of the room. Just outside was a servant with a bowl of food. Grabbing that bowl he threw it at Cloud, causing it to break against her body. “Best eat what you can bitch, eat it off the ground. After all.” His tone changed again. Echoing, hypnotic, powerful. The visor seemingly to enhancing his words more this time. “You’re worthless. Just a sex toy. No one misses you. Give in and be what you are. Some dirty whore built to be fucked.” Joining the spiral words flashed in her vision. “Worthless. Hated. Useless. Abandoned.” Cloud curled into a ball on the floor. Everything hurt. She was so weak. Too weak. She was worthless. “Remember bitch, you’re nothing without me. Nothing without the Goddess. The Goddess and I are the only ones who will ever love you.” After those words, Nigel left. Cloud knew he would come back later. Why was she fighting so hard? She curled up tighter, crying softly. Afraid. Alone. She was nothing.

 

The visor played those same words for what felt like hours, slowly though they shifted to comfort. Letting her mind go would be easy. Cloud was hungry. She forgot when she last ate, but thankfully there was food. Picking up what she could from the ground she ate it. Tasteless mystery gruel, or whatever it was. Useless things like her didn’t deserve better. Cloud’s eyes hazed over. Her mind grew still once again. A lazy smile appeared on her lips. She needed to get clean.

 

Walking out of her room Cloud wandered the halls. Outside her room the visor shifted once again. Brighter more colorful spirals played, no more nasty words on the screen. Just ones that played in her ear. Words telling her that she needed to be empty. Goddess loved her. Master gives her pleasure. Giving in would be so blissful.

 

Before she knew it, Cloud was in the communal bath house. Two other girls were in there already. She should have known who they were, but it didn’t matter. They had that same lazy smile. Hot hypnotized eyes. They looked so good as mindless fuckpets.

 

“Goddess loves us.” Was the first phrase uttered by one of the girls. A human with long raven colored hair and a decent sized chest.

 

“Master gives us pleasure.” Said the other. Another human, small chest, Cloud wasn’t as interested in her.

 

“Obedience is bliss.” Cloud found herself saying as she stepped into the warm waters of the communal bath, the heat of the water, the other two who joined her, it was a peaceful combination that allowed the tension to fall away from Cloud’s body. She hadn’t realized how tight she was keeping herself.

 

For a brief moment Cloud was able to sense and focus on her aura, her hypnotic energy that felt so far away. The ability to resist, to control, she could almost grasp it before, like always it slipped away from her.

 

Lathering some shampoo into her hands Cloud reached up and massaged her scalp in smooth deliberate motions, working out knots, tangles, thoughts, resistance. The shampoos sweet aroma helping to carry her off into a deeper place of tranquility.

 

After some time in the bath, the obedient fuck toy stepped out. Taking a moment, Cloud robotically removed the glasses like visor she wore and cleaned off the screen before putting it back on. Such a nice thoughtless action that she wasn’t even aware she could do it. From there she was handed a new set of clothes to wear and was told how good of a girl she was for being so brainwashed. It felt good to wash her mind away like that, and she was a good girl, so she was happy to obey. That blissful smile still on her lips as she walked back to her room.

 

Once there Cloud happily sat on her bed, happy to watch the spiral from her visor. Giving in made everything so much easier. If only she could. There was this part of her though. It dragged her out just enough. Tears in her eyes once again. “Fuckfuckfuck.” Her body started to shake. She was panicking. And of course, the door opened.

 

Nigel entered the room with a smug grin, “nice and clean floors, good job bitch.”

 

Cloud didn’t want to respond, she wanted to hide. “Go away.” She muttered again and again.

 

“Still on with this whole deal eh?” He walked over and cupped Cloud’s chin, forcing her to look into his eyes. “That’s it. Be lost. Feel my eyes making you empty.”

 

Cloud really tried to pull her gaze away, to resist, to do anything but… but stare. But be empty. “Yes Master.” She said softly as her weak mind crumbled. Her lips parting. “Empty fucktoy for Master.”

 

“Good girl. Now, down onto your knees.”

 

Cloud obeyed, happily. She was again lost in her bliss, it was stupid to keep resisting.

 

Nigel lowered his silk pants, exposing his ever growing member. “Look down at my cock now slut. I want you to feel its power. Its allure. My cock breaks minds. You can’t resist the pleasure it gives. The more you stare. The more you need it. You need my cock.”

 

It was true. Cloud couldn’t resist it, she couldn’t look away. Couldn’t think. Master’s cock was too powerful, too hot, she needed it. Master was saying other things but it didn’t matter. She crawled closer and wrapped her lips around his cock. Cloud pressed her wet needy body against Master’s leg, her nipples stiff, rubbing against him as she sucked, taking his cock in deep into her mouth.

 

At a command she drew back, her lips making a little pop sound as she released his cock. Dutifully Cloud removed her top. Nigel sat on her bed and she followed crawling once again until she was able to engulf his hypnotic cock with her tits. Body bouncing up and down, she stared up at Master with vacant eyes, parted drooling lips, and a submissive need to pleasure and obey. “This fucktoy loves to serve Master.”

 

She continued to fuck his cock with her tits, lost in her haze of surrender. “My purpose is to obey. I must obey.” She echoed over and over until at last Master came all over her face and tits. Like a good girl Cloud made sure to rub Master’s cum over her body. Her mind lost in that haze of being a fucktoy. Master said a few more words before her eyes rolled back. Cumming hard Cloud cried out words of thanks, adoration, and obedience, before she passed out.

The horny elf sla- Cloud awoke sometime later, her mind in a haze. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed. How long she was lost in the brainwashing. She remembered throwing a tantrum. A tantrum? That didn’t sound right. She remembered throwing a tantrum, then seeing Master’s cock. It was so… she felt herself slipping. She wanted to suck. Lick. Adore. Serve. A dopey smile appeared on her lips. Maybe Master would come and fuck her again. That felt so good. She didn’t want to feel those other things. Hurt. Depressed. Useless. Serving Master. Serving the Goddess. Being a slave. That’s what felt right…

The horny slave woke sometime later. Thinking was dumb. Having control hurt. So. So why did Cloud want those things? She struggled to stand. Her whole body ached. Cloud took a moment to assess things again while she could. Importantly she also put her visor on. Silly thing must have fallen off. Once again her vision was mixed with pretty colors and words. Though. That felt wrong. She couldn’t place why. The critical detail was that she was aware again, and this time she knew better than to try and remember the previous times she had this much awareness.

 

Without thinking about it, Cloud took the action she knew she really wanted. She had to escape this place. Her door wasn’t even locked anymore. Master, while being unimaginably attractive and smart, was also arrogant. Arrogant? More like confident. She did find confidence to be sexy, but in this case, she would take advantage of that!

 

Stepping out into the hall, there was one small issue. She wasn’t sure where she was. And she had no clothes. But… but that was ok. Not having clothes was correct. Slaves were like dolls, and should be dressed up by their owners. It brought a smile to her face to think about all the ways her master could dress her up and pose her and fuck her but that could come later. Right now she was… she was doing something else first… She was escaping. The hall she was in was clearly some sort of dormitory. Looked like it could hold ten people if it was one per room. Everything was painted in a crisp white and the cold tile floors gave a sterilized medical feel to the place.

 

Peeking inside one of the rooms Cloud saw a muscular looking guy sitting on his bed, stroking his cock, a dazed sounding mantra leaving his lips. She was tempted to help him become a better slave, it would be so easy to walk in there, drop to her knees and tit fuck him while they repeated their mantras to each other. Fuck it would be so hot, so right to sink and submit and serve… she caught herself staring at his cock and licking her lips, she took a step towards the room before snapping out of it. She needed to escape, with that nagging thought in the back of her head she was able to resist the passing need to be the good little slut she knew she was.

 

At the end of the hall she came across a fork in the path. Her body automatically made a left, towards the baths, but she again stopped herself from taking her instinctual action. Even if her body was urging her to slip into the warm waters once more, to wash her brain clean of any thoughts that weren’t supposed to be there with a happy sigh… With a force of will slave pulled her head out of the memories of previous baths… she told herself she could always take one later… Heading the other way down the hall, her visor almost seemed like it returned to life in a way. The spirals and colors became more vibrant, the words more noticeable. It stopped Cloud in her tracks. If only she could take the blasted thing off.

 

Trying her best to ignore the pretty colors and lights she continued down the hall. At the next fork she didn’t have any automatic urges. Left? Right? Straight? She went left. The colors were really captivating and those whispers in her ear kept telling her how aroused and helpless she was. A laundry room? Wrong way. Inside there was a fox girl. She wore clothing not dissimilar from Master, comfortable looking silk PJs that were very form fitting. Hugging tantalizingly against the floof’s body. Her back was turned to Cloud, and her hips swayed in a heavenly motion that reminded Clou- slave just how nice it feels to do your duty and obey. To fall to her knees and wait like a good slave until she was ordered to serve. Fantasies flashed through her mind of eating the fox girl out, of caressing and kissing and fucking and serving and obeying always obeying always-

 

Shaking her head, slave. No Cloud. Cloud turned around to retrace her steps Before the fox girl could notice her. It was so hard to keep track of where she was going. Thinking is dumb. Good slaves just do what they’re told. The visor and pretty colors were telling her that she was so horny. Thinking was dumb. She giggled to herself at the idea of it. So dumb.

 

Slave really wanted to get out though. Even as she let out a soft mmmmm of pleasure as she squeezed her tits. Her arousal leaking down her thighs as she took a moment to just. Like. Feel. But she hated that. This feeling. This submission. Cloud shook her head. Fucking visor. If she could throw it down the hallway she would. Maybe if she hit far enough away it would disconnect.

 

Picking another pathway Cloud walked the halls again. It felt like she was trying to wade against the current of a river. But she was making progress until another obstacle crossed her path. Someone much like her, another slut in a visor. She looked confused, spaced out, dazed. It’s hard enough for Cloud to keep moving, but the girl called out to her. “Heeeeyyy you’re a slave too riiiiight?” The way she strung out her words really gave her that mindless bimbo appeal. Cloud looked her over, the other slave was attractive, slender, dressed an a very androgynous way. A simple white shirt with joggers and a denim jacket.

 

“Yea, I am.” Cloud, the slave, replied.

 

“Oh gooooood I’m looking for Maaaaaaster.” She pressed her body up against her fellow slave, her hands automatically stroking slave’s body with tingling caresses. “You’re hot waaaannnna join me for a fuck?”

 

The horny slave wanted to kiss and grope her androgynous fellow, but she couldn’t. Even though the pretty colors and words were telling her to stop and obey. “Mmmm, I can’t. But if you keep going you’ll find Master.” She was able to reply, letting out a hot moan at the end as her tits were squeezed.

 

“Okaaayyy byyyyeee.”

 

With that other slave gone. Gone to find Master. To get fucked. To suck his cock. To be taken. Pretty colors. Cloud fell back against the wall. Her thoughts taken by the vivid scene playing her mind. “Pretty…” her fingers slid down to her dripping pussy, rubbing touching. “Slaves obey. I’m a slave.” Her voice echoing the lessons of the visor. The helpless little fucktoy slid down and touched. Her mind slipping away. Thinking was dumb. Slaves don’t think. Slave just needed to obey. Obey who they tell her to. She wasn’t a person. Just a slave. Her body rocked as orgasm after orgasm hit her. The enslaved fucktoy in the hall. “Pretty…” watching as the visor again pulled her down into surrender, just like it always would.

Cloud was on the ground in her room again. Master had been punishing her. Kicks weren’t enough. She needed to know what pain was. So he was using some kind of electrically charged rod. “You know bitch, I’ve never had someone last this long. Each time I think have you.” He pressed the rod against her back. Cloud cried out in pain, her body writhing on the ground. “You fuck things up.” Nigel was beyond frustrated with Cloud. Sure, once she was under she was totally obedient, but once she was aware she’d fight in these little ways. “Just for that, I’m not fucking you today.”

 

Cloud whimpered. “Nooo, Master please. I need you to fuck me. I don’t know why I keep fucking up. I’m a useless failure, but I want to obey!” Her voice trembled, there were tears in her eyes, and not just from the pain. “Please Master, I need your cock in me.”

 

Watching Cloud grovel caused Nigel to take pity on her. “I don’t want to waste my energy on you. So stand up, and let the visor take control.” He said, adding a snap of his fingers to enforce the command.

 

“Yes Master. Thank you Master.” Cloud said, slowly rising to her feet.

 

Nigel could see the change in her happen quickly. Cloud’s features relaxed. Her tensed body became loose as she stood there. Her eyes took on a glossy hue and she started to sway softly in place. Not long after he could see her starting to drool. Nigel could see it. The way that her breathing slowed, the tightness in her nipples as the arousal washed over her completely. Gone was any sign of the defiant girl that had been struggling against the inevitable. This time Cloud wasn’t just going under. This time she was breaking. It wouldn’t be long now. Soon enough she wouldn’t be able to return to awareness. It would take a little time for her to heal up, but once she did. Nigel knew she’d set a record at auction.

The slave business was always booming, it doesn’t matter the time in history, the righteousness of the people, or the advancement of society. If there is a society, there will always be those with enough wealth and power to completely dominate others, and Nigel felt he was the perfect man to profit from this business. When he had learned about his innate hypnotic ability, and how his family had been renting out and allowing a few of their owned properties to be used by the Goddess to convert regular citizens into obedient slaves to be sold in auction, he did not just want to sit back and collect the profits. He wanted to be an active force in the process and the market itself. He removed his foolish parents from the mix, eliminated a rival group in the area, and then convinced the Goddess that he wasn’t just some rich rube to be left in the dark. She saw his potential, gave him a test, and a chance, and at long last gave him control of this facility. Few could enjoy their job more than Nigel. Breaking and enslaving people gave him an incredible thrill. He created a small staff of loyal fuckpets to work as his staff, and his connections with the Goddess only increased his power and influence. Not only that, but Nigel knew that if he could catch her in a moment of weakness… well, he could possibly catch the greatest prize of all.

 

The temptation to betray the Goddess. To turn on Alys, was never stronger than at this moment. After all the work he’d put in. After finally seeing his latest project starting to break. After messaging Alys that he was keeping Cloud for himself. He got a text telling him that the girl was to be given to that sneaky little bitch Kuusho. Protest as much as he could, the decision was final.

 

Already the visor Cloud wore was accessed remotely and had begun the deprogramming process. Not only was that elf bitch not going to be his, but all his work was going to be undone. Looking down at Cloud, her mindless drooling body trembling from the effects of the visor, his lips twisted into a cruel smirk. Not all of it would be undone. He had entered way too deep into her mind for that. He’d get her back at some point, maybe after he put that fake Goddess Alys in her place.

 

Within that same facility was a secure office, to reach it one would have to pass through two guarded and coded rooms, each holding a hypnotic surprise for anyone foolish enough to try and break in. Inside the office itself one could see that it was a testament to excess and wealth. The walls were adorned with pieces of fine art. The polished wood paneling seemed to glow in the soft light given off by the crystal chandelier that hung from the ceiling.

 

A large dark-stained wooden desk sat at the far end of the room, behind which was a leather clad high backed mahogany chair. On the desk itself was a high end laptop and a golden rimmed miniature globe. Meanwhile against one wall stood a floor to ceiling bookshelf that housed a wide expanse of books covering numerous subjects. It wouldn’t be surprising if each book was rebound in a more extravagant way as the covers shimmered with a silver light.

 

Sitting at the desk was the self proclaimed Goddess herself Alys Heartly. Known as The Goddess to some. The Slaver to others. When looking at Alys the first thing you see is a person with a Divine aura. A perfect beauty who can look at you with her unnatural pink colored eyes and see through everything. She can look past your faults, your flaws, the falsehoods you carry. In her eyes she sees you for who you really are, and more so you can tell she loves and forgives you. Her hair was long and colored a pure white. Truly it was as pure as her soul must be.

 

Standing on the other side of the desk was Kuusho who, in comparison to Alys felt wrong. It’s like Alys’ bright and pure light was made dimmer because of the shadow cast by this impure demon of lust and hate.

 

The third person in the room didn’t even register to most as being there. A forgotten figure lost in the presence of a Goddess and a demon. So she didn’t even flinch as Alys spoke. Her voice made even more harmonious by the technologically advanced mask that covered the lower half of her face, “You’ve been asking for a lot lately Kuusho, as I’m sure you know, my generosity only extends so far. Nigel will be missing his newest fuckpuppet.”

 

Kuusho lit a cigarette and sighed, her tone tired and annoyed, “So you tell me, but I have fulfilled the terms you gave me, Kylie along with a substantial amount of credits for Cloud. I also want you to assure me that Nigel won’t just stalk her to pick her up again.”

 

“I can only hold him off for so long Kuusho dear. He’s already stewing in his feelings. I imagine he may even be tempted to overstep.” This was one of the problems when dealing with Alys, she doesn’t keep a tight leash so long as she’s getting profits. Nigel, Kay, Vixen, and Augustus each held sectors of the city. They all hate each other, and there’s no communication between any of them. Kuusho was able to smooth things over with Kay, but who could have guessed one of Nigel’s lieutenants would happen to notice a completely vulnerable Cloud at some ditzy party? “Besides, if your elf plaything was really worth it, would she have been caught up in Amiya’s silly little magic trick? Are you sure you’re just not trying to protect another naive little elf who’s wandered too far out of Silvanseti?”

 

Taking a long drag from her cigarette, Kuusho smiled to Alys is response, “Even if that’s all true. For what I’m paying I do need some level of assurance.” The two of them have played this little bargaining game for at least two hundred years now, and Kuusho knew that Alys was trying to get a favor out of all of this.

 

“I will tell Nigel that she’s off limits, but if she runs into him while on the job, I’m sure you know I can’t help you there.”

 

Flicking the cigarette off onto one of the walls, Kuusho decided to prod a bit on this guy. “I’m sure you’re aware that he’s run in opposition to me a few times now. I know he set up a trap to catch Julia.”

 

“Who you chose to abandon.” One may not look hard to catch the hint of amusement in Alys’ musical tone.

 

“Whom I know is with that bastard even now. Don’t you think he’s already overstepping?”

 

Alys played at considering things, but her pink tinted gaze flickered a moment in otherwise untraceable emotion. “They always do eventually. So few are like Kay who understand who they’re dealing with. It doesn’t matter. Once Nigel makes a play I don’t care for… I’ll have one of his little fuck puppets castrate him, cut his throat, and ditch his corpse in some back ally. Maybe you can let your elf toy find it for some closure.” Something about how Alys spoke made you really feel it. It’s true, she’s a loving Goddess.

 

Not that Kuusho, that dirty heathen, would understand. “I might take you up on that, but if he does try to fuck with my group again… I might beat you to that whole leaving a corpse in a forgotten ally thing you mentioned. Be sure to tell him that.”

 

“See, we’re friends.” Alys responded, checking her phone. “Should be any moment, and your elf pet will be returned to you.” Her gaze shifted to the entranced third person in the room. Still in her cute bartender outfit stood Kylie. “I’m surprised you betrayed this one for her. The information brokers aren’t going to be pleased seeing one of their own like this.”

 

“She’d been compromised enough to where I can smooth it over.” If Kylie had been able to argue her case, she may have tried to point out that she’d never unwillingly gave out important information and had never been entranced to give anything away. But she couldn’t even hear the conversation, much less add to it. Her mind was simply lost in a blissful cloud of peace and serenity. There was nothing to think about or see apart from those amethyst eyes.

 

Indeed if anything else was said between the pair of hypnotic beauties in the room, she’d never be able to say what it was. Even when a new pair of figures entered the room, she was blissfully unaware.

 

As to those figures, they were the awaited Nigel and Cloud. Cloud, similar to Kylie looked very lost with trance. The visor on her head spinning colorful lights and words for her to focus on. “Kuusho, you really need to do a better job of keeping your toys out of trouble. Julia is doing great under my care by the way.”

 

Kuusho stared daggers at Nigel, but it was Alys who replied. “Now now, that’s no way to talk to a buyer. And look, she even gave you a replacement plaything. Take her and get out of here.” She commanded in that melodious tone.

 

“Of course Goddess. Please, enjoy my office a bit longer and give a buzz if you need anything. Julia would love to serve.” He would then take Kylie’s hand. A perverted grin on his lips.” I have been wanting this one for myself. And I have new fun ways to break her. Don’t worry Kuusho, I’ll make sure that she remembers just who she needs to hate.”

 

Kuusho simply glared at him as he and Kylie left the room.

 

“Remember Kuusho, he is still one of my officers, I can’t have him disappearing without retribution” Alys said as she got up from her seat and walked to Cloud. Cloud was once again dressed as she was at the party, and Alys liked what she saw. Elves were always a treat and one if the few races that could match her life span. Her pink colored gaze took note of the harsh treatment Cloud had received. It would take a bit to heal, what a shame. She would have to remind Nigel to not damage the face of slaves. Lowers the price. Luckily Cloud should escape with no visible scars. Reaching up she grabbed the visor and pulled it off, “The lost is found within the light. Black paper moon.”

 

At the end of the phrase spoken by Alys Cloud’s eyes crossed, and slowly rolled back, closing. Her body wilted to the ground, helped by Alys holding and laying her down. After Cloud was down Alys looked to Kuusho. “She should wake soon enough. She’ll hold all her memories of course, but she should return to herself again. Unless she doesn’t.”

 

That was always the trick when it came to undoing deep levels of brainwashing. Sometimes a person refuses to let go of it. Kuusho had no further than to look at Minoko. Cloud had been trapped here, under constant stress, pain, and powerful levels of mindfucking for close an entire month. Normally it takes a week or less to break someone. And when they’re broken on these levels. They don’t just unbreak.

 

The first motions Cloud made was to curl up into a ball, softly she could be heard crying. Alys rolled her eyes and bent down to speak to Cloud, “I didn’t know you were weak and pathetic. Are you even worth all the trouble?”

 

The next motions Cloud made were more rage related. She jumped to her, swung at Alys, missed unfortunately, and started to yell a few colorful choice words. She was being held around the waist by Kuusho to keep her from clawing at Alys further. Now this reaction caused a laugh from Alys, “Now I see it! That’s what I’m looking for.” The harmonious tone of Alys voice, and the pure aura she gave off caused Cloud to calm down. This was The Goddess. The fucking Goddess. A mixture of emotions flooded her mind. Some submissive. Some horny. Some in disbelief. This person was a slave trader? There was no way. But there was also that rage. “Who the fuck are you really?”

 

Alys reached out her hand, caressing Cloud’s cheek and looking into her eyes she spoke, “I’m interested in you pretty elfin toy. So I’m a friend for now. Look me up.” She then pulled away and moved to the door, opening it. “Now, get out, the both of you. I don’t need anymore of this.”

 

No sooner than when Cloud finally left that facility did she start to cry again. Kuusho held onto her in support, but said nothing. She couldn’t possibly know what to say. Anything that came to her didn’t feel right. So she just supported Cloud, moved her along, led her to quiet areas away from people. Slow progress towards somewhere that wasn’t there. Anywhere but there.

 

At times Cloud was in check enough so they could get on the train. Though not crying, Cloud’s body trembled. She kept her eyes to the floor as Kuusho rubbed her back and led her along still. “I’m going to kill him. I’m going to take a hammer and smash that perfect delicious cock. And… and… Fuck!” Cloud again trembled, this time in a rage. She stumbled out of Kuusho’s grasp and ran right into a wall. Pounding it with her fist until she could calm down again. “Piece of shit, I’ll kill him. I’ll kill Master if it’s the last thing I do.”

 

A hand grabbed Cloud’s wrist before she could again pound that wall. “You won’t be getting near him for a while, and even then, I’ll pick the terms for it. Too dangerous otherwise. I know there are other thoughts spinning around in your head about him.”

 

Again Cloud went weak and sank to her knees. Again softly she could be heard crying. And again Kuusho could only stand over her and listen. Once Cloud was able, Kuusho lead her off. Guiding Cloud gently until they arrived at a place. Someplace. It didn’t matter to Cloud. Upon entering this place Kuusho spoke, “We’ll be staying here for a couple days while you get sorted out. Your room is over there. You’ll find clothes and a bed. I’m going to order us some food. Do you like sushi?”

 

Food sounded absolutely luxurious. Cloud was tired, hungry, hurting, but at least she wasn’t there. At least she was far away from him. “Yea… Sushi sounds great.”

Cloud spent ten days at what she learned was a safehouse that Kuusho used for situations like this. Sometimes people need time to rest, recover, and be alone. Elves rarely notice the passage of time, because they live for so long, it’s easy to let things meld together. Days, weeks, months, even years can go by in a flash. So it was, in its own way, unsettling for Cloud to notice how time has been passing. In her stay she got caught up on things that happened while she had spent a month in that brainwashing facility, as well as the people behind it. She had also spent hours yelling at Kuusho for trading Kylie for her. Cloud felt there had to be another way. Someone else perhaps, but Kuusho told Cloud that when you fail, it’s not always you who has to suffer for it. Some twisted lesson about responsibility. It was hard to swallow, but Cloud decided she’d eventually save Kylie from it all.

 

Kuusho also told Cloud about what happened to Minoko after she failed to return from the party. Her adorable pet kitsune took things rather hard. Minoko right away contacted Mumei, who got a hold of Kuusho, who had told her they couldn’t do anything. Minoko then fell into a depression. Missed important meetings, calls, you name it. Her family found out and hired someone to deprogram her. Only it didn’t take. Minoko was still obsessed with Cloud. So, her family cut her off. Luckily for Minoko, Kuusho was there to take her in, and give her a job. Minoko’s technical skills, and programming abilities would be very handy, so the fox girl was put to work learning new skill sets. One side of Cloud hated Kuusho a bit more for using her pet, but another part was somewhat relieved that Minoko had something to keep her occupied.

 

“What’s next? I assume I’m in one of those unpayable debts to you now?” Cloud asked a smoking Kuusho.

 

“Unpayable? I wouldn’t say that, but you do owe me a substantial amount. I’ll take a cut from your earnings each time that will go towards your debts. But you’ll be able to see the total amount. The next step will be getting you a team to work with. I have a group picked out. Lumi’s last team failed pretty hard, so she needs some new helpers. You’ll like her, she’s a half elf, in her goth phase.”

 

“Right, but I don’t get it, don’t I work for you?”

 

“I’m sure you remember Alys, right?” The blush on Cloud’s cheeks were enough of an answer. “She rarely does anything directly. It allows her deniability in the eyes of the hunters and other law enforcement agencies, while also letting her make connections and get deals done. I’m like that. I’ll catch big high paying fish and send them out as I see fit, but otherwise, smaller things are handled by fixers who do business under many different flags. Lumi might get a job from me, it might be Alys, it mostly will be other private sources.”

 

Cloud let out a soft sigh, mostly it all made sense. “But regardless of who it comes from, you get a cut.”

 

“Bingo, though normally I don’t get a cut from your level of mission unless I give it out to you. So in your case, I will get a cut, and Lumi will get her cut as a fixer. The benefit of working with a fixer is that you gain a ton of anonymity in your work. While Lumi gets extra security by being under my umbrella.” Cloud nodded. Kuusho could see that her newest asset was still a bit out of it mentally. Not entranced or anything, just, in a numb depression. She could see that enough time has passed that Cloud is more or less herself again though. Time for the final bit. “Of course, you’ll be happy to find that Lumi has a nice place for you to stay, and it’s big enough for roommates. Speaking of.” Kuusho tapped a few buttons on her phone and walked towards the door. “I’ll give you two some space.”

 

Not long after Kuusho left, the door opened again to reveal Minoko. She was dressed in a casual pair of tight fitting shorts and a green top that was a size too small for her. And while Cloud wanted to enjoy that view for a bit longer, Minoko gave her no option. The sexy kitsune pounced Cloud with a happy calling out of her name. Which was followed by a long impassioned kiss. The two lay on the ground, Minoko clinging tight. “I thought I lost you.”

 

Cloud also clung to Minoko, tears in her eyes, her mind flooded with emotions and panicked thoughts. “Oh Mino, never. My pet means so much to me. I’m sorry for what I’ve done to you. For controlling your mind, for using you, for everything.”

 

Minoko nuzzled her cheek against Cloud’s in adoration. “I’ve loved every moment of it. You’ve only been good to me and good for me. I’ve only realized that I’ve needed you all along. Hypnotize me, brainwash me, control me as much as you’d like.”

 

Cloud began to blush, the creeping red growing from her face all the way to the tips of her ears as her hands cupped Minoko’s tits, “Mmm, I’ll be sure to do it then. I won’t hold back.” She felt relieved. Everything that had happened to her at that place. She hated it. She wants to burn it down. To destroy Master. To make him suffer. But she knew that in a small way she had been doing something similar to her pet. “I also want to make them pay. Kuusho said you’ve been training to work for her. So that the two of us can work together. If you can, I want you’re help to get my revenge. On all of these people.”

 

Minoko pressed her body against Cloud’s, a soft alluring purrr on her lips, “Of course love, We’ll get them. Anything you want. But first. Let’s get… Reacquainted.”

 

Grinning, Cloud kissed Minoko hard. “Mmm, good pet, just what I need.”