Bonds of Silver, Bonds of Gold 04: Depreciation (Part 2)

I ran up the stairs leading to the second floor, taking them two at a time. The slaves’ stairwell ended in a door that could be only be opened from the other side, but Miss Aida kept it unlocked during most quiet hours so that those of us who slept downstairs could bring drink or fresh sheets from the line without having to cross into the parlor. Today, I was glad of it for the chance to avoid the Blue Moon’s guests seeing me in this state. I didn’t want Miss Aida or her girls seeing me, either, but I had my orders and little time in which to do them.

At the top, the walls switched abruptly from exposed stone to wood. The hallways held doors to either side, then ended in a second staircase leading to the guest rooms. Candles set in smoky glass sconces lent both light and sweet smoke to the air, and the rugs along the corridor muffled my hindfalls as I jogged down to the door closest to the other end of the hall. I knocked quickly and put my muzzle close to the door latch. “Fila? Fila, it’s time to rise.” At the silence from within, I knocked again and called her name.

Still no answer met mine, so I quickly turned the handle and pushed open her door. Inside, her room was mostly dark, save for the few strands of sun starting to peek under the curtains of her window. I tiptoed across to the other rabbit’s bed, where she lay curled in a ball against an oversized pillow. The blanket she lay beneath had slipped in her sleep, exposing her from neck to waist. She breathed easily, smiling in her sleep. I wished I didn’t have to disturb her, but I had my instructions, and no doubt so did she. Gently, I put a paw on Fila’s shoulder and shook it. “Miss, it’s time to rise.”

“Mmf,” the rabbit mumbled, rolling back towards me. She rubbed at one eye, then squinted it at me. “Oh, good morning.”

“Good morning, ma’am. Master says a trade caravan is due today,” I reminded her. “She wants everyone breaking fast and getting ready.” I stepped back, then pulled back her curtains to let in the dawn.

By the time I turned back to face her, Fila was already sitting, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed; she slept nude aside from her collar, but the cuffs at her ankles were unbound. “No point in more than a corset and skirt, then; if there’s a caravan in, I’ll barely have time for a change.” She giggled at this, then hopped off of the bed and grinned at me, wiggling a finger at my muzzle. “You’ve had a good morning, I see.”

My ears flattened against my head. “The cook did, at least, ma’am,” I replied as I knelt and gathered a small pile of discarded linens. “There’s a bath waiting for you downstairs.”

Fila grinned and put a paw on my elbow. “I’ll be fine, I think, but I could use some help lacing. Think you could tug me tight enough?” She pulled me around, holding up a leather corset beneath her chest, using it to emphasize her already abundant curves.

I flushed further, my shaft twitching my sheath, but I shook my head. “Master wants me in the parlor by second bell, ma’am. I’m sorry but I—”

“Won’t make it anyway, so you might as well help her,” called a voice from the doorway. My heart sank as I glanced to the entrance to the room, to see one of the Blue Moon’s other girls leaning against the frame. The raccoon’s tailtip hooked in amusement, but the smile on her muzzle didn’t reach her glittering black eyes. She wore a snug black leather vest and a matching skirt, along with matching bracers and leggings. “Better to be thorough and late at this point, boy.”

“Tani, don’t be cruel,” Fila chided. “Remember what Miss Aida said. Tease, don’t torment.”

Tani approached, rolling her hips as she walked, her tail swaying behind her. “Oh, I’m not tormenting,” she murmured, her eyes hardening. “If I were being cruel, I’d be pointing out the smears on his muzzle and the stink of sex in his fur.” She leaned in closer, starting to walk in a tight circle around us, making me feel even smaller. “I’d be tapping his tiny little sheath and telling him to get used to the taste of men. I’d be tugging on his collar and reminding him of his role in life.” She stopped suddenly, one of her paws snapping out to grab one of my ears, jerking a yelp out of me. “I’d be pointing out how close to second bell we are and getting him thinking about what kinds of punishments Miss Aida has in mind.”

My cheeks burned with humiliation at Tani’s words, but my shaft twitched in response to spite me. Fila giggled, but she pulled the raccoon’s paw off of my ear. “Oh, now look at him!” she cooed as she bent forward. “You’ve got him all shivery!” Her fingers stroked my sheath, my cock jumping again in reply. “Oh, an’ he’s such a little one, too. Look how he shakes!”

The raccoon stepped behind me, then put her fingers around my neck. “Do you have anything to say for yourself, boy?”

I opened my muzzle to stammer that I didn’t have time for their teasing, that Miss Aida had given me orders, that I had more work to do and quickly, but only rough babbling left me. Between Tani’s claws at my neck and Fila’s fingerpads at my sheath, I could barely think clearly.

“Oh, look at him!” the rabbit giggled. “He’s such an eager one!”

“Better not drip, boy,” Tani said roughly in my ear. “You’ll be in even more trouble than you already are.”

“I—I…” I managed to step backwards, away from my tormentors. “Ma’am, I’m sorry, I have to go. The cook has porridge and cheese waiting.” My cock bobbed with every step as I moved away.

Tani folded her arms across her chest, her tight smile showing pointed teeth. “And if I order you to stay?”

I shook my head rapidly. “Ma’am, Miss Aida gave me other orders. I have to go.” Before she could reply to that, I bolted from the room, dashing down the hall to the next door. I rapped quickly with my knuckles. “Beta? Beta, ma’am, please, it’s time to rise.” As I raised my paw to knock again, thought, a bell rang out distance, deep and resonant. My heart sank as it chimed again, and my ears flattened against my head.

“Too bad,” Tani called out from Fila’s doorway. “Seems you didn’t make it. Miss Aida will be livid.”

Fila approached and put a paw on my arm. “Poor dear, it’s been a bad morning for you.” She turned me to face her, then hooked a finger under my chin. “This just hasn’t been your day so far, has it?”

I hung my head and sighed. “No, ma’am, it hasn’t.”

The rabbit’s eyes darted past me, and then her paws returned my shoulders. “Poor thing. It’s about to get worse, too.” She giggled, and suddenly my right paw wrenched behind me, sending a pain shooting along my shoulder. Something cold clamped around my wrist, and then I heard the snap of a latch.

“B&2812;but… ma’am, please!” I begged, trying to look back behind me at what Tani had to be doing.

“Oh, so you want it now?” The raccoon teased. “I shouldn’t, you know, but if you insist….” She switched her grip to my other paw, then jerked it backwards, hooking it into a matching manacle, joined to the first by a solid bar that stopped me from moving my paws together to undo the binding. “There you go, but you know Miss Aida’ll be even angrier for this.”

A whimper forced itself out of me as my cheeks started to burn. I looked back to Fila, pleading with my eyes. “Ma’am, please… don’t do this.”

Fila giggled and put a paw on her chest. “Oh, but what did I do? You’re the one what fooled around with the cook, then came to get yourself all tied up. Better run, now, boy, before Miss Aida starts calling for you.” Then she let go of me with her other paw and took a step backwards.

I stumbled away from Fila and Tani, but in my haste I forgot about the chain between my legs, and my first step backwards sent me sprawling into my rump. Both rabbit and raccoon broke out in open laughter as I struggled to my hinds, their voices ringing in my ears as I quickly shuffled down the stairs.