A slave's rights
#12 of Stand Alone Complex.
Deke gulped as he felt a hand cup his testicles. The white mouse opened his eyes; the room was pitch black, for it was an hour before dawn. Not that it mattered, for Deke knew the paw was as black as the night.
Deke was a slave, it was plain for anyone to see the iron chain around his leg or simply look at his body. He was as white as snow, and despite being only ten years old, his genitals were much fatter then an adult mouse's.
The owner of said mouse was in fact technically two people. Deke had been a gift to Lady Neba from her mate Lord Babar. Since the Lady of the castle was away, Deke was at the mercy of the panther lord.
A soft purring was heard as the paw rolled each large orb in its palm; the poor mouse had been kept from orgasming all week for a purpose. Lady Neba was away attending to her mother, leaving Lord Babar no one to share his bed. The panther had a large sexual appetite and so, Deke had been made to suffer in his chastity until this moment.
Deke whimpered as he felt something hot and wet along the crack of his rear. He was still a virgin, something the panther lord said he would deal with in the morning. Deke knew the cock well; he had been sucking it all night.
Said cock was rather large, easily a foot long. The bulbous head was covered in nubs and spines, to assist in holding the organ inside whatever hole the panther was dumping his sperm into at the moment. It was as black as the owner, deep ebony. At the base were two large testicles, the size of large eggs in a loose, fleshy sack.
From the pressure against his back, Deke knew he was on his side and Babar was spooning him, paws seeking to taunt the mouse. As one panther paw groped the mouse's sack, the other teased Deke's nipples, earning soft squeaks and moans from the tormented mouse.
The twitching mouse tail slid to the slide, away from the probing cock. The pink tail was short; it was barely as long as the ass crack of the mouse. One groping paw slid lower, and rubbed the mouse taint, earning a sharp inhale.
A nip of the mouse's ear caught his attention and purring voice said "Little mouse, when the sun comes up, I shall deflower you, however..." Deke felt a paw slide down his leg and undid the cuff on his ankle. "I do enjoy a bit of sport." When the first ray of dawn entered the room, Babar hissed "Run."
Deke did not need to be told twice. He was off like a shot, fleeing from the predator. His instincts told him to run and hide from the feline, an urge as old as time. Each step was a frantic, hurried one. The snow white head swiveling, looking, searching, seeking asylum from the impending penetration by his master.
There! There was a small alcove, hidden from sight. A ray of the sun had flashed and caught the mouse's keen eye. With a leap, Deke dove into the cramped hole. Deke panted as he caught his breath, letting his mind float free like always.
Deke was a slave in body but not of mind. He was a lucky slave at that. Since he had been bred for the higher echelon of society, he had been schooled in a variety of subjects, lest his master require conversation of him. And it was these teachers that planted a seed.
In his heart, Deke knew he existed as a sex toy for the panther nobles. He also knew that by day's end, he would be defiled forcibly. Deke knew he would both hate it and enjoy it. He knew he would be sold or killed by the time he began to age.
So Deke did the sole thing he could, and withdrew into his mind. Deke sat down on the ground, and got comfy. He turned to the rising sun and watched as it came up. He ignored the footfalls of his master. He ignored the voice. He ignored the growls and shouts. He didn't flinch when he was cuffed.
All Deke did was turn and smile at his "master". Deke spoke softly but with confidence "You are master of my body but not my mind and soul. You can break my soul but not my mind for my mind is..." Deke pointed toward the raising sun "Is out there, flying high with those I knew. No matter what you do to me, I have what is in my head. I can think, reflect, question and debate all manner of things without your permission. I maybe your plaything in body but not mind. Nay, my mind is my own, it's the only thing I own and you can not take from me."
Babar stopped, surprised by the mouse's words. So he was silent when the mouse turned back to the rising sun and said "You will violate my body. You will take my virginity, even if I wanted it for another, you will take it from me by fair or foul. Yet my mind will be here, at this spot, watching the sun rise. When you sodomize me, I will be flying amongst the clouds. When you forcibly perform act of irrumatio, my mind will be debating Socrates Vs Aristotle!"
Babar was taken aback by the mouse's words. Such force and conviction, not to mention diction, was staggering. Babar was silent for rather long, tense minute before he said "Come Deke, join me at my table so I can talk to you as my equal and not my slave." Babar held out a paw to the mouse.
Deke took the hand and stood up; eyeing the panther's shrinking erection as he walked. As Deke took a seat, a platter of food was set before him. Deke silently nibbled on a piece of fruit as Babar spoke softly "First I would like to apologize for my actions. I have been treating as a thing and not a person."
With a nod to continue, the panther sighed as he said "However, you are a slave, so I make this offer to you. I provide food, shelter, healers of the highest quality, clothes and innumerable number of things a commoner can not even begin to afford. In return I get use of your body and..." Babar smirked as he plucked a strawberry from Deke's paw and purred "And someone to debate what Descartes meant with his rather famous quote, now little mouse, does that sound fair to you?"
Deke gave a snort of mock anger at the theft but smiled as he said "I think it's a wonderful idea....Master."