Activate secret twink technique: The Expression.

Or just try to mimic Delilahs adorable puppy-dog eyes.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/21(Fri)18:46 No. 1117435 ID: dacc20
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“I could introduce you, sir! Would you like to meet her?” Gabe asks. His tail wags eagerly at the thought of the two meeting.

The wolf considers the offer, “Hmm, it would be quite an honor to meet a performer of her talent. However, I would have to consider my duties here. “

“Duties? Like what, sir?”

“Many Fae obligations. The masquerade for one: it must be observed every full moon as a part of my oaths.” Argus shrugs, and continues, “Also its my duty to pass along the Long Howl.”

“Wh-ah!” Gabe clenches, feeling his body shudder as he come close to climax again. His master pauses and allows the sensation to pass as he edges the mouse further.

“What’s the Long Howl? Its an ancient part of the werewolf clans: a song that includes the name of every werewolf that’s died. Its our duty to pass it on every time we hear it.” He closes his eyes as if listening for a distant voice. “You’ll probably hear it while you’re here at some point; it usually takes less than a month to make its way back to me.”

“Now, if you have any more questions-” Argus growls. “I suggest you ask them quickly: because I think its about time I rut you properly.”

>>1117435
"I'm ready to be used, Master!"

Still safe, still fun, Master likes us, Master is smiling, Master's fangs are showing Master's claws are sinking deeper Master's eyes are staring Master's shadows are staring but it's fine, fine, fine! Master wants us as a sex toy, it's good that we can't get out of His grasp and can't stop Him because He'll use us until He's satisfied and we just have to let Him so we don't need to worry about Him doing worse. All we need to worry about is being soft, and pleasant, and fun, and useful, and not cumming and we won't have to be afraid! There's nothing to fear as long as we never lose control and never lose focus and never give in to temptation and never ask Master to stop too late but also never too early so He doesn't miss the chance to satisfy Himself with our weak and trapped body and won't satisfy himself with our suffering instead but that's not a problem at all! We can do this!

We can't do this. We're not ready. We're don't have a prayer. Master Argus is going to use us as much as He want, for as long as He wants, and all it's going to take is a single miniscule slip-up from us and it'll all be over. We won't even realize we've crossed the point of no return until we ask Him for respite and realize that our impending orgasm is still building inexorably past any feeble efforts to hold it back.

We can't escape Master's wrath now.

But that's fine! This is just a fun game! We're fun! We're games! We can just talk and play and laugh and joking doesn't help He doesn't like our jokes they just make Him mad but we don't have to be afraid because this is all just fun and play and Master's punishment won't bother us at all so just remember everything is fine!

"Pet wants walkies! Pet wants toys! Pet wants alien space marine call girls from the fictional planet of Cockblockia!"
Say something even stupider as he pounds you.

No more questions, focus on self-control and ready yourself. You are the Heart of the team, a hero of Moot point and a full-fledged Guardian. You sacrificed, endured and survived worse than this, and passed many tests to get here. Endure through your weakness and become better for it in mind, soul and libido. Impress Master, rather than to succumb to a desire for punishment.

Sex is about mutual pleasure, and you've had plenty of mutual climaxes with your fellow mice. Ensure Master gets a climax he deserves, as your fellows would if entwined with them, and create beautiful art in the process, the statue of the Ultimate Bottom.

>>1117454
Now's a good time to ask ourselves: do we actually want gabe to get out of this unpunished? Or would we rather see him go through a month of training torture to condition him into the perfect submissive sex pet?

Personally, I'm looking forward to the point when it finally dawns on him that this predicament he's in goes a lot deeper than the casual bondage play he's familiar with and the realization pushes his playful attitude to its breaking point as he is forced to fully grasp his situation. I'd bet on it happening the first time he's "collected" at the latest.

>>1117435
Ask if the old story about someone becoming a werewolf after one bites them has any truth to it! And then try to remember what he says before your brain gets scrambled trying not to cum~

1) Do not encourage to punish the gouda cheeseboi. I doubt he'd handle it well longterm (physically/mentally), or it could spiral into a Fey debt/slippery slope that hurts the whole team. Or a marriage, which Argus seems a bit too arrogant to get.

That and we have to consider that he could punish Gabe indirectly - by punishing Kol and Casey instead, by denying him any sexy stimuli and giving him very boring/bemeaning chores instead, or such, rather than what he described...

A better solution could be that him enduring the challenge and not succumbing to temptation of punishment instead gets him a reward, so his mind is off punishment and more on the task at hand or a reward (sexy or nerdy). Like maybe getting a 'commission' or 'art request' for one of the arts, Fey trinkets, nerdy knowledge...

2) As for sexy things that could occur over the month (if Gabe survives this current trial), I believe Master is obligated by Fey law to do an epic training montage.

Sculputres wise, there's the opportunity of making a duo/trio sculpture (imagine all three mice together, suspended in midair by his tentacled form, climaxing simultaneously).

3) And speaking of Montage, idea for how to give Argus his just desserts after a month of humiliation: Pitting his sexual endurance against Delilah (who Vivian already established is a sex monster by Fey standards). He'll either beg for mercy, marry her or get his own statues.

>>1117503
A very understandable position. I can certainly respect anyone who hopes to help gabe earn mercy.

But as for my personal interests, finding out how cruel Master Argus can be (if we let him) and seeing gabe broken into a shivering, tear-stained wreck who is still begging for more is an opportunity too tempting to pass up.

You have your agenda, and I have mine. We shall see who decides whose fate.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/24(Mon)17:47 No. 1117603 ID: dacc20
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“Ah~ no, no more questions, Master. I think I’m ready.” Gabe replies, looking back over his shoulder. “Please, I want- no- I am yours to use as you see fit! Fill me with your cum, master!”

“That’s exactly what I like to hear. I knew I could make a proper sub out of you.” His heavy, clawed hands run up and down Gabe’s flanks as though appraising a prized pet. He grabs hold, wrapping his fingers around the mouse’s torso and holding him in position. “Now, I suggest you brace yourself.”

Gabe has only a moment to nod and relax his muscles before Argus’s thick ram-rod of a cock starts moving. Each deep, gut-rearranging thrust drives up into him in a deliberate, smooth motion that feels like its going to accordion his spine. The werewolf’s knot slap-slap-slaps against his tail-hole, stretching but never daring to push inside.

The mouse closes his eyes and swallows before concentrating on his breath: trying to match his panting with his master’s pace. Strangely, he finds himself entering a kind of flow state, where everything drops away aside from the push and pull inside him. Gradually, the burning desire to climax becomes a distant, muffled demand. Gabe allows himself a little smile, feeling as though he’s mastering something within himself.

The hearth-fire begins to burn lower as the fucking goes on. The mouse can’t tell for sure how long. The part of his brain that’s good at math does a little calculation based off the rate of each thrust: estimating about twenty minutes. Enough time for him to have cum two or three times, under normal circumstances.

“You still doing okay?” Argus asks, not breaking his pace.

Gabe nods, “Y-yes master! Please, keep going! Fuck me for as long as it takes!”

His master growls, “Good. I’m going to finish soon. Remember, no cumming unless I say so.”

>>1117603
This is fine. We're fine. We can't do anything to stop Master but we it's easy to avoid punishment as long as we don't think about anything but obedience.

Don't think about how trapped we are. Don't think about how weak we are. Don't think about how easy it would be to fail after the slightest slip-up. Don't think about how much we would suffer for our failure. Don't think about how much we want to suffer for our failure. Don't think about what we want at all. Just think about pleasing Master and not how terrifying He is.

We're completely trapped in a situation we aren't nearly prepared to deal with and we have no way out and we can't make it better and it could all go horribly wrong the instant we let our concentration lapse in the slightest and it won't be enough we're going to fail but it's all fine, fine, fine, fine, fine! Nothing about this is scary as long as we don't think about any of it! It's just a big fun game like it always is! Master Argus is just a big friendly fluffy guy and not a predator, just think about all His sniffing and cuddling and petting and how nice and warm His cock feels and never, ever, ever about His threats and straps and fangs and claws and degradation and slavery and torture and horrifying Fae magic punishment we haven't even conceived of but we know it's waiting just out of our mind's reach to make us-

No! Just don't think about any of that, don't let any thoughts cross our mind, and we can... make it to the end of a day unhurt. Maybe. That just leaves... No! Ignore that like everything else! Dot't fear, don't hope, don't think, don't...

...We know deep down that we're going to fail Master's orders sooner or later. At least when that happens, we'll finally suffer through His punishment and see that it's nothing to worry about. Because there can't be anything scary about our situation, because we can't do anything to get out of it, and if we're trapped in a terrifying situation we can't escape, then...

...It's best to just give up. Give up and accept punishment.

Damn, twenty minutes without a stray thought AND doing math in the prcess? An impressive display of self control, and a powerful tool for future willpower/endurance tests, fucks or teasings of future partners. It might even save Gabes life one day.

Keep up the flow and wait for the Masters final order - including potential last-second teasings or cruel delays. Don't give up, don't trip at the finish line, and don't celebrate early.

Suddenly, intrusive thoughts about that b-rat your family worked for who's now a mega-jerk with a mega-company.

Welcome to subspace Gabe! Hold on, enjoy the drop, and marvel at the sexual feats you preformed because you were ordered to!

>>1117629
Self-discipline is indeed a useful skill for gabe to learn (particularly for one so shamefully lacking in it) but consider that we have an entire month of training from Master Argus to look forward to. We don't need to succeed on the first try to make it out of this properly tamed.

Think of what will happen if we do end up failing Him at the brink of success. If He does decide we need punishment, we'll be put through even more comprehensive disciplinary training, and we'll also learn how to deal with torture and get a personal lesson in Fae curses. With how ancient Argus is, He could teach us about horrors so ancient we've never even heard of them before. That will be life-saving if we run into a Fae that isn't as merciful as our Master.

I admit I'm making excuses. What I really want is to see a helpless femboy suffer. But I also want to see gabe recover from his suffering, and putting him through it in a (potentially) safe environment really would be a big help for us in the future.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/25(Tue)19:33 No. 1117676 ID: dacc20
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“Yes- ah~, master…” the mouse replies, trying to keep his mind clear.

The big wolf shifts his grip: one hand grabbing Gabe’s tail, and the other seizing him by the back of the head. The sender feels his knees lift off the bed as Argus picks him up and uses him like a toy.

Gabe’s eyes roll back in his head, seeing the blurry shapes of wolf claws in the corners of his vision. The huge shaft thrusts in and out, faster and faster, gradually losing its tempo as the marathon draws to an end. He feels a slight tingle around his tail-hole: the familiar sensation of healing magic being applied. Gabe dangles helplessly in his master’s grip, listening to the sound of his ass getting fucked.

“M- master! Cum in me!” He whines, feeling warning signals from his body.

The werewolf huffs, suddenly coming to a stop, “Rgh- hff-hffff, hah-Haaaaaah!” He lets go of Gabe’s tail and grabs the base of his cock, squeezing behind the knot to simulate a tie. His hips jerk as he begins to empty his balls, sighing with relief as he marks the inside of his new toy.

Gabe’s mouth goes slack as hot wolf cum hits the back of his walls, rapidly filling the over-stuffed passage. Weak, wordless gasps are all he can manage as the pressure builds inside him; spurting out around his stretched tail-hole and staining his legs. Drawn back like a bow, he peeks between Argus’s fingers and makes eye contact with his master.

“Hah~, good boy. You’ve done well.” The werewolf pants, “But if you want to cum, I want to hear you beg for it.”

this is a performance Gabe, put your heart in it

go for a bit of a growl, put some gravel in that grovel.

>>1117676
Pride doesn't have a place here if you actually want to cum, so don't be afraid to beg as hard as you can. Gotta make sure he doesn't decide to edge you and drag that frustrated pleasure out, and who knows what would happen if he decided you made cute noises when you were pent up~ Though Del has made a habit of draining you dry repeatedly... There's not a part of you curious about the other end of that spectrum right?

Squeak and stammer a request for that genuine need for release, maybe give Master some Delilah-level cutesy eyes, and get ready to strike a pose.

>>1117676
"Please claim my body, Master! Take my control away! Conquer me again! Put my weakness on display for the world to see!"

All this has been new and strange and taxing on our body and mind, but we got past it all so we can let loose and go back to being gabe soon. We've never been through that flashy thing Master uses to turn us into His trophies and don't know what to prepare for but He's going to let us cum and we know what it's like to cum, this is going to be nice and safe and familiar so don't worry about what happens after. The next few seconds are going to be comforting and not distressing, and that's all we need.

All we have to do is give Master Argus the big show He wants, He likes to feel powerful so act weak and desperate in His grasp, don't disappoint Him now, our pose is going to be shown to an audience so give it our best, make it look nice for Him, writhe and moan and cry to look overwhelmed, and above all don't panic because this is all just a show, a play, a game, not real at all. The only thing we're going to experience is having our tender little tail hole pounded into an orgasm, and that is something we know. Being a collared pet is what Master wants to make us but being a femboy slut is an identity that is all our own.

Gabe is about to learn the move HYDRO CANNON with how much he's been holding back.

>>1117676
Actually, doesn't Argus need Gabe to cum to make him into a display? Maybe it'd be more fun to hold back until he makes Gabe cum.

>>1117702
...I realize that I never actually asked Master to finally allow us an orgasm. I hope He doesn't take that as an invitation to gag us before we get the chance and force us to wordessly whimper at the edge of release.

Well, gabe would hope that if he realized his mistake. I, for one, would love to see the poor boy forced into a new form of torment right when he thinks he's finally won the "game" and can relax. I wouldn't have given Argus the invitation if I wasn't hoping He'd take us. Um, take it. The invitation.

Nobody tell gabe, okay? I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise.

>>1117835
I'm sure Argus can capture our image whenever He wants. It's just something He likes to do when we cum because He likes keeping a record of the people He's dominated.

But even if He does want to capture our form writhing in orgasm, that doesn't mean He has to let us enjoy it. There are ways to make someone cum and still deny them any pleasure from it. It's best to keep Master satisfied, unless we want to learn what that's like in person.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/28(Fri)20:42 No. 1118034 ID: dacc20
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Gabe’s words are short and terse, barely audible over his breaths.

“Yes. Yes, master. Please. Please!”

“Mmh? What’s that? Can’t hear you~”

“Ah! Master! Please! Please let me cum!” He barks, fully submitting to his owner. Teetering on an edge the thickness of a gate spell, Gabe fawns and begs for release. “Please! Claim me! Put me in your collection! Make me into art!”

The big wolf chuckles to himself and nods approvingly. He shifts his hips, changing the angle of his cock before driving it tip-first into Gabe’s prostate. A surge of healing magic courses through the connection and up his spine like an electric arc.

Gabe’s vision goes white and he arches back back in ecstasy as he cum’s his brains out. He can feel himself going hoarse as he screams in pleasure. For a moment, he wonders if he’s died and dived straight to the Ethereal Sea.

The darkness of Argus’s galley drops over him like a cloak. Gabe’s own voice rings in his ears like an unending, persistent whine, only broken by the murmurs of onlookers. Locked in place, he can only look up and see pillars of light extending around him.

Mouth open like a gargoyle, body bent like a bow, Gabe has become art. He can feel his tail-hole gaping open, his master’s cum coating his fur like paint on a statue. His own cum-shot stretches out in front of him: launched with such intensity as to have almost no arc at all.

Time passes around the mouse in a blur. There is no thought; only the pure, frozen bliss of submission. The universe could crumble to dust around Gabe and he wouldn’t notice or care. Sunken deep within sub-space, he empties himself and embraces the pleasure of the infinite.

I don't know if this would be a bit too "exotic" for the series, but do you think that Argus could finish things off by having Gabe go ass-to-mouth? It might be a profound gesture of respect from his pet towards his master.

>>1118034
...Oh. Oh dear. Oh dear. This isn't any kind of orgasm we're used to. This isn't what we were ready for at all.

This is not normal. This is not familiar. This is not a game. This is real. We're trapped in bondage with no way out. We're caught in a predator's clutches and there's no way out.

Argus changed the way our mind processes an orgasm. One of the most personal, intimate parts of the psyche, and Master invaded it, rewrote it, and pulled it out to display in His art gallery. I don't think we've ever been... I can hardly imagine how we could be more violated than this.

Our mind isn't our own anymore. Our body isn't our own anymore. We're property now. Argus owns us, and He's going to own us when we go to sleep, and when we wake up, and every second of tomorrow from the beginning to the end, and the next day, and the day after that...

Are we even gabe anymore? Are we just a hole to fill with Master's desires? Will we ever be Gabe again? Do we even want to be?

My heart would be pounding out of my chest if it could. I'm terrified out of my mind and I never want to escape.

He did it! And he shot a load that cuts better than a portal.

Now the trio only have to survive 30-ish more days (or whatever counts as a Month in Fey time) without going crazy, agreeing to more unfavorable Fey contract due to impaired judgement from repeated magical orgasms, or making any sort of Fey faux pas.

Lets hope their libidos can handle this endurance course. They might get desensitized to 'mundane' sex (if sex with deities has not already done that) by the time its over.

Assuming they're given time to rest, I assume next would come duet statues and finally trio statues in many poses, and/or a training montage. And then revenge via Delilah Snu-Snu'ing Argus into capitulation for almost breaking her favorite chewtoy. She still need to beef up Gabe with her 'hunk' training regiment after all.

Toxoglossa 2025/11/30(Sun)19:05 No. 1118191 ID: dacc20
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At some point, the glamour fades and Gabe wakes up in Argus’s bed. Taking stock of the situation, he’s on his back, laying in the big wolf’s lap. As he tries to sit up, a gentle, but heavy hand pushes him back down.

“Easy now. Welcome back. How are you feeling?” Argus asks.

The mouse blinks as his head swims. Realizing his eyes are wet, he wipes away tears and focuses. “Ah~ holy shit! That was incredible, master… I- I kinda wanna do it again!”

“Heh heh, later. Right now you need rest; you and your partners.” The werewolf grins and pats him on the head possessively.

Gabe blushes at thoughts of being edged and subbing for his master. “Oh fuck, hah~ I’ve never cum that hard before! No one’s ever fucked me like that, sir! Can you teach me more?” Making hungry little sounds, he cranes his neck to nuzzle against Argus’s dripping cock and balls.

The wolf chuckles, “Its rare that I meet someone as eager as you. Its like you were made to please others.” He cradles the little mouse’s head and rubs a cheek with his thumb. “I’m going to make a fantastic sub out of you.”

Gabe feels his heart flutter at the thought, and he wriggles happily from his master’s praise.

Gabe has unlocked his 'ultimate bottom' powers. The world is no longer safe.

This also implies Casey/Kol are the ultimate top/switch in turn.

Add werewolves to our 'entities we fucked' tally. I think we still need to have sex with a vampire, mummy, devil, dullahan, skeleton and the deific embodiment/deity of sex (unless the trio are destined to become that / already are that).

We also haven't had rule 63 yet. Ask Argus if he can genderswap the trio or himself for recreational purposes.

Other than that, I think the last kink remaining is inventing/introducing BDSM into the Mootverse/Fey world.

We need a sex-tally / achievement list for the trio.

>>1118191
Bask in the afterglow, bask in the praise, forget all our worries for just a little longer. We can relax now, Master is satisfied. Oh, but it's our duty to keep Him satisfied! Is there anything He'd like us to do to help Him prepare for sleep? We're his pets, we exist to please Him, we can wait a little while longer before we go to bed ourselves. And where do we sleep? Is there a pet bed in a corner, or would He like us to sleep with Him?

Now that we've blissfully surrendered to Master's will, I'd like to ask for a little something to mark the occasion. Could he trap our cock in a tiny chastity cage, please, to show everyone that He owns our pleasure? It would be so nice if, whenever a naughty thought crossed our mind, we were denied the familiar sensation of our growing manhood, replaced with the feeling of our feeble organ straining in futility against His authority. A constant reminder that we belong to Argus, gentle yet impossible to deny.

Oh, we can't forget about His gallery of conquests. When He took our thoughts away to put us in there, what specifically was He doing to us? Master put all three of us through that overwhelming experience and we still don't know what it really was. This is an important question because we did not consent to it. It is not a reasonable interpretation of anything we did consent to, no matter how far you stretch the words. Before we signed away our freedom, we were only told we would be "put on display". We only found out about His gallery once we had already lost our right to refuse, and it was only described to us in vague poetic terms. Argus defeated and captured us, and we agreed to the physical sex acts He ordered, during which He decided to do that to us with no warning and no chance to refuse. And we still don't know what "that" is. Meaningful consent requires a level of information which we do not possess. We'll have to clear this up sooner or later. But it would kind of spoil the fun if He just told us. I think we would be able to puzzle out how our Master's gallery functions, if He's willing to give us a chance, like we figured out the secret behind our cuffs and collars.

Thinking about Master Argus controlling our minds is sending a very enticing kind of fear through my spine. How deep does His power go? If He can do that to us in the waking world, I'm afraid to imagine what our dreams are going to be like. But I guess there's no getting out of it...

>>1118206
After casey was begging Argus for a chance to remake her entire being to His liking? Not likely. Master's little angel is happier in her collar than she ever was free.

>>1118184
I want to see gabe broken into a masochistic terror-slut. You want to see Delilah take revenge on Argus for breaking gabe. I believe our interests are aligned. Neither of our goals are in reach as of now, but we will have our chances in the future if we are patient.

I offer you a bargain. Support me in my femboy suffering agenda when my opportunity comes, and in turn I will aid your amazon justice agenda when your own time comes. Agreed?

Huh, I don't think sleeping arrangements were touched on before... Are they all going to share a room? Will they even get rooms? There's a bunch of options there! But hopefully they'll get to bathe first, regardless of if they're getting beds or kennels~

I agree on learning how how the 'artwork' gets made. Gabe and the others need their own 'bragging rights' gallery.

>>1118288
After we sleep on it, I think. Our life as toys of Master Argus has barely begun, there's no rush. We have time to get some rest, make sure we're all awake and ready for proper puzzle-solving, give the existential dread from having our minds touched some time to sink in.

A proper submissive should have a healthy dose of fear to cement their love for their Master, and I want to enjoy these nightmares while we have the chance. For all we know, we could have lost some part of ourselves that's bound to Argus for eternity. Isn't that a comforting thought?

Toxoglossa 2025/12/02(Tue)19:12 No. 1118317 ID: dacc20
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Argus stands up and stretches before snapping his fingers. A moment later, one of his masked butlers enters the room, carrying Kol. Still nude, Argus walks over to his throne and scoops up Casey; who murmurs and squints at him sleepily.

The pair deposit the sleeping mice into the thick bed of furs and the trio immediately snuggle up to one another. Still sticky and smelling of sex, the rodents are too tired to do anything other than cling together and curl up in the warm nest.

The werewolf watches his new servants sleep, nodding to himself approvingly.

The loss of the Aegis stings, but the captured Guardians offer the potential of so much more. Pleased with his catch, Argus sits himself down in the throne and strokes his cock idly, thinking to himself. “Perhaps I was getting too soft; some time without the Aegis will do me good. It’ll find its way back to me eventually anyway.” He looks up at the thin sliver of the moon still visible through the opening in his chambers, feeling a shiver of excitement.

>>1118317
Curious how being so utterly defeated and conquered can feel so much better than victory, isn't it? We lost our freedom and our pride, but we gained so much more.

Soon, we'll be waking up as collared pets for the first time in our lives. Tomorrow is the start of our long and beautiful subjugation to the glorious Master Argus. Someday we may be free again, but our bond with Him will change us for a lifetime, hopefully even longer.

But for now, we can only rest, dream, and recover our energy to serve Him tomorrow.

Time for sleep conditioning.

Well. You're teaching them a ton, it seems. Fortunately these three seem very, very good candidates to learn or at least remember a few lessons from as well!

Calling it now: Argus is going to fuck the Moon (deity, personification, etc).

That, or he'll get a Moon-rock sex toy. Fey are immune to cancer, right?

>>1118317
and this is but the first day.

it's going to be a very interesting month for these three, and i can't wait to see what else their month in the faelands have in store for them...

>>1118343
We've already gotten Argus moon rocks. We brought them to Him as a gift when we wagered ourselves in His arena. It made Him even more invincible than He already was, but in retrospect it was the best decision we could have made.

>>1118349
...A thought occurs. We've only spent a single night with our new Master, and casey is already willing to do anything He wants and give Him everything she has to give, while gabe is grateful to be bound by Him and consciously training himself to be more obedient. But kol doesn't seem to know what to make of this.

Certainly it was a rewarding first night, and He's been kind to us after we earned His respect, but it's all very new and we've got a nagging doubt that won't - and shouldn't - go away. That sense of uncertainty is what we need to protect our two friends. We don't know what tomorrow will bring, and if today is any indication, they may end up losing themselves to Argus before we make it out of this. So it falls to us to be their rock of stability. Keep in mind who we really are deep inside, keep them grounded, ask the questions they don't think to ask, and resist our Master if He goes too far.

(Deep down, we know we're as powerless as the others in this situation. Our only real hope for resistance is Master's mercy, and if He ever decided to force His will just a little harder, all our inner strength would amount to nothing. But we wouldn't be kol if we didn't try.)

We're going to make sure that the three of us can all go back to our lives after this. Because we have someone to go back to, and we're never going to leave our friends behind.

Toxoglossa 2025/12/03(Wed)18:42 No. 1118400 ID: dacc20
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A few hours later, sunlight pours in through the central opening like a curtain of gold. The mice stir as the room slowly grows brighter, stretching out and disentangling themselves as they awaken. Blinking away sleepiness, they drag themselves out of the nest and stand nude in Argus’s bedchambers.

They look around at the room, noting its rough, worn appearance. The few furnishings are ancient and look as if they were carved from untreated wood with Argus’s bare claws. The central fire pit smokes gently, having burned itself out long ago. On closer inspection the stones lining the ring all have been sculpted to have small ears, casting the shadows of a wolf pack when the fire is lit.

“Hey, Gabe? What’s that?” Kol asks, pointing at a dark streak on his butt cheek, stained into his fur.

Gabe has to crane his neck to see, and runs his fingers over it. There’s no residue or trace of the origin.

Casey points at Kol. “You’ve got one too.”

Sure enough, he sports a similar mark: this one a pale white to stand out against his darker fur.

“You’ve got two!” Gabe says, looking at Casey’s ass. “Why do you get two?”

>>1118400
The angel has two? ...Ah! Master put a mark on us for every time He claimed us for His gallery! Now everyone who sees us unclothed will know that we belonged to Him. We can truly never be rid of Him, just like He will always own a part of us. It's only been this long, and we've already been changed forever!

Oh, but those marks weren't on us yesterday. It doesn't happen as part of the collection process. That means Master must have done this to us while we slept, as a special surprise for when we woke up! That's so sweet of Him! We must remember to express our gratitude the next time we see Him.

It also means that our Master can change our forms whenever He wants. Our bodies are under His power as completely as our minds. That's a kind of worry I didn't even know we should be feeling...

>>1118400
Either the number of times master made you cum, or number of times you've been put on display~
And good to know about the wolf shadows, was really curious if there were witnesses to the night... Beyond the visitors examining the gallery of course!

Oh boy, those seem to be tally marks for the sculpture count, times that they've cummed, or times they've gotten Argus to cum.

If they're permanent/unhidable, all three of them are going to covered in Fey tramp-stamps by the months end.

This would also imply Caleb has at least one such mark on his body, though it doesn't seem to be visible/obvious in this threads art.

Oh boy, now they have something to compete about, who gets the most tally marks. Or least?

Depending on whether the marks are only for the duration of their stay rather than a permanent slut-tattoo.

This could also mean punishments could be harsher than we thought, given scarification or similar 'permanent branding/marking' could be acceptable by Fey law without breaking the terms of their month-long stay.

Worst case scenario, its a timer of sorts to some esoteric Fey law that could permanently affect them (e.g. catching lychantropy, becoming half-Fey, pseudo-marriage, favors owed...)

Gabe: Use your powers of BASIC MATH to extrapolate how many tally marks you will be covered in by the months end and whether you will be banned from all polite institutions for the forseeable future because of them.

>>1118400
Does Kol remember Caleb having one?

>>1118450
Considering the terms I doubt the marks are going to be permanent, they'll presumably be removed once the month is up... Unless one of them asks to keep them, but that'd be crazy right?