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Driven Batty

By: Kiki Kalani

For: Blaze Wiles

"Ash? Ash!" The shouts from the provocatively dressed leopardess finally stirred the black and red ruffed kitsune from her reading. The white-blue glow from the computer illuminating her face just barely in the darkened room as she turned to face the voice.

"Hm, sorry! I'll be out in a second" Ashley stood up, her soft glossy fur shown off rather well with her very revealing under-garments. She was an entertainer, of sorts, a stripper at a rather modest nightclub near the university she attended. It paid well and needing to be anonymous wasn't a concern.

"Alright, just hurry up, I can't handle all these horn-dogs on my own. You know how it gets during Spring Break..." Ash nodded, getting a good stretch in before stepping out through the door into the booming crowded nightclub. Loud music shook the walls and echoed in her ears as she walked up onto the stage with her co-entertainers.

The crowd roared as she took hold of the pole and twirled herself around it, her three tails swishing and being used to their full potential to add to the sensual dance she had started. It was only a few minutes before whistles and shouts of praise for her filled the room.

The night passed quickly as she gave a sensual dance, keeping it teasingly devious enough to keep interesting without losing the crowd completely to the other dancers. Eventually the crowd slowly died out though as the bouncers got to work clearing out before closing, leaving Ash and the rest of the dancers to finally step down from the stage to relax, drinking and chatting before heading their separate ways.

"Hello there foxy...quite the dance you put on tonight, wasn't it?" A deep male voice caught her attention, the eyes of the three girls all gazing over to a well-dressed bat. He wore a business suit, a tie, and very nice dress shoes. He didn't look like the normal patron of the club, usually drunks or young adults.

"O-oh, well, thank you...I'm glad to hear you enjoyed i--"

"Yes, I enjoyed it quite a bit. I was hoping you would be interested in an offer I have for you. You see, I could use someone like you for a little party I'm throwing tomorrow. Just something between a few of my associates and I."

Ashley was a bit surprised, it was a bold offer and one she had never gotten before in her two years of working here. She hardly thought of it as more of a side job, not something she'd find herself being commissioned to do, and not for what she could only assume from this man's dress to be a business party...or...something. She turned to her friends for advice only to see them as surprised as she was.

"I can assure you, it'd pay well...I'll even arrange for your education to be provided for free...you are a student right? This party means a lot, and we really would love to see you there. Here, my address." He took out a notepad, scribbling down an address before handing it to the kitsune. "No need to call ahead of time...we'll be expecting you." He grinned and gave her a wing before leaving the now-empty club, the lights still pulsing and flickering softly to a mute beat.

"W-wow...looks like someone is getting popular, huh?" The feline spoke up, a bit of a concealed harshness to her tone. "In all my time here, not one of us was ever asked to go for a private show...at least not the kind any of us would be willing to do."

Ash didn't know what to say, it wasn't her fault that her popularity had skyrocketed there. She had never tried to come across to the others as any more superior at their jobs than she was. Despite that, she heard this tone more often than not over the years.

"S-sorry, it's not like I told him to do that...he just, did. I don't even know him."

"I know, it's just...its fine." The feline leaned back in her chair, looking up. "So...you think you are going to go and do it?"

Ash looked at the faces of her confused friends. "I-I don't know, do you think I Should?"

The feline shrugged, as did another of her fellow vulpine co-workers. It wasn't until the third spoke up that she got a more substantive answer. Stacey, the girl that had arrived at the same time she had. She hadn't ever talked much, but now she seemed eager to speak up, flapping her featherless batty wings.

"I think you should dear. I know of that man. Trust me, you'll enjoy the party he throws and it'll definitely be a life-changing decision for what you'll get out of it." She had a devious grin, though the mischief didn't come across to anyone else, especially Ash.

"Well, I guess I'll give it a shot then. Hopefully you all can handle the crowd without full staff for a day." She let out a giggle, letting herself relax a bit as she stood up and stretched.

"Don't worry, I'm sure we'll manage just fine. Now you go get some rest, you'll need it."

With those parting words from Stacey. Ash started off to her home, flopping down in her bed in a tired pile of fox before drifting to sleep.

Without classes, the hours seemed to fly by. Before she knew it, it was time for that bat's party. She quickly changed into her 'work' clothes, hoping she'd be able to pass with the attire, modest in more ways than one. She predicted she wouldn't have to worry about matching with business attire or a suit considering her role in the party. Getting on her boots s she snatched up the scrap of paper with the address and headed off.

It turned out to not be that far of a walk, within a short few minutes she was standing in amazement in front of the gated community, a mansion at the far end of a series of winding lanes of streets. She let herself take in the sights for a few moments longer before pushing a button on the security panel, having to get permission to enter and have the gate raised.

"Yes, this is Nightwing Falls front gate security. If you are a tenant please swipe your ID in the slot provided. If you are a guest, please press 1. If you have an appointment with the community leader, Mr. Fleder, press 2. If you are inquiring about home own--"

The vixen quickly pressed 2, getting tired of the static robotic female voice.

"Thank you, stand by while you are transferred to one of his staff."

The machine went silent for a few seconds before starting to beep slowly, a few minutes of that going by before finally a real voice crackled across.

"Hello, how may I help you today?"

"Hello, I-I'm umm...here for the party?" Ash was a little unsure what to say, the man hadn't given her any instructions. She didn't even know she'd be going into a private community.

"Ah, yes. We've been expecting you...the fox dancer. It's the mansion at the end, Mr. Fleder has been expecting you."

With that the gate opened with a loud mechanical whirr, making the vixen cringe a bit. Once it had raised fully she walked along down the lane, towards the large mansion.

Even before she reached the front door she could already hear the loud booming music coming from the far end of the house, the monotone chatter of whispered conversation from the other. In front of the house stood a few bats, and two security guards attending the door and letting entrants in and out. Both seemed to immediately drop their duties when they saw her, their faces plastered with a smile.

"Ah, finally. Come on, Mr. Fleder will be so happy to see you've arrived."

The waved her inside, almost pushing her along despite her attempts to walk faster.

"Come on, this way fox. We have an area already set up for you with the other dancers."

Others? With the opening of another door she was taken inside of a large room, cleared of furnishings with make-shift stages and poles set up at the edges and in the center. Each was attended by a dancer, each dancing in an almost hypnotic and exotic manner. Most of them were wearing strange latex suits, only their most private parts visible as the audience cheered them on. Others wore provocative and revealing clothing, an equal number of folk clamoring over them. It was then that Ash realized something strange, something that felt off deep in her mind. All of them were bats, she was the only one there without a pair of featherless wings on her back. She tried to brush it off as she took her eyes off the latex dancers with their expressionless anonymous faces, but she could see and feel the hungry stares of those suited bats making up the audience starting to fall on her, making her suddenly nervous about the whole deal once more. Something felt off.

"Right over there fox, the empty pole is yours to work. Now some rules first. The customers won't be tipping you, Mr. Fleder is paying more than enough to get a good show out of you. Second, the patrons are to be treated with respect and shown a good time. Now this doe--"

Ash spoke up, fighting off the dreadful feeling that had come over her. She wasn't so sure she needed the money that much anymore. It certainly wasn't worth potential harm.

"I-I don't think I'm comfortable with this, sorry. I-I'll just leave." She went to turn, but a man blocking her path stopped her, it was him. Just as she gasped in surprise both her arms were tightly gripped as cuffs were put on her.

"And where do you think you are going little vixen? You think you can just leave after teasing all those men with that slutty body of yours?" He chuckled. "Take her down to the 'training' room. I think we'll have to speed up my promise of a free education."

"N-no! L-let go of me, you can't do this!" She fought hard against the security guards, even managing to throw them both off, though with her hands bound she wasn't able to get too far before they got her again, pinning her down and restraining her further, yelps and screams coming from her all the while as the bats worked a muzzle over her mouth, a few smacking or kicking her in retaliation for bites, scrapes, or kicks. All the while Mr. Fleder sat and watched, an amused grin on his face. When it was apparent that most of the 'fun' was over he disappeared down the hallway, soon to be followed by the sore and bound vixen escorted along by angry uniformed bats.

She was taken into the dimly lit room, the grey walls a contrast to the vibrant coloration of the hallway and interior of the mansion which had an almost golden aura to it. Along the wall there were racks, whips and other instruments hung from them, and some seems to be fit for anthros like herself. In the middle of the room were tables with straps on them, large devices hanging from the ceiling with screens. It was like a horror-movie made real. Ash's eyes darted across the room and the more of the terrifying sights she took in the faster her heart raced until her thoughts were interrupted by Mr. Fleder's harsh booming voice.

"Remove her clothes, all of them." The guards nodded before roughly tearing off her clothing, ripping her panties and bra off and making her whimper and growl through the muzzle. "Good, now, let me examine my new toy before I figure out what to do with it."

The bat began to pace around her as the guards tried to get out of the way of his view while still keeping Ash in place. The closer he got the more she struggled to get at him, not that it would have done her any good. "So feisty, so unrefined...Well, toys can be fixed."

He continued his examination, fondling her breasts, letting his hands trail along her neck and down her side. "Hm, reasonable, but...hmm...later." He seemed to ponder to himself as he went about.

Next he lifted her tails and gave her rump a squeeze, parting her cheeks before backing away and moving to the front of her again, letting his fingers trail along her naked nether. He carefully watched her reaction. "A virgin, I take it? I do love to get toys first-hand."

He smirked and looked her over from afar once more. She hadn't stopped growling the entire time, eyes filled with hatred. "I would keep you for myself...but, you are a bit too...vulpine...for my tastes. You don't deserve, in my opinion, the honour of being this community of pure-bred bat's newest honorary member. Maybe with a little training though we can fix your mindset to be a little more in line with what we look for." His smirk grew even more.

"Someone fetch me a suit, and one of the B-series visors with the S attachment if you would please."

One of the guards nodded, heading off and hurrying back with a bundle of latex with some strange visor on top, and what looked like a thin belt. Mr. Fleder too them and laid them out on the table.

"Thank you, now. We need to get you dressed properly...though I don't know if you'll fit with those three bushy tails of yours....hmm...."

He held up the suit, it seemed to have solid parts in it from the way it dangled in his hands, large bat-like ears and wings were clearly visible...like the suits she saw those dancers wearing earlier....had they fallen into the same trap she did? She struggled more, to no avail though.

"Help me get her dressed, hold her up, good, now pull on this. Work that up..." They slowly fought against her to dress her, carefully undoing and then redoing her bindings as they went along, new ones added by the suit, the tight restrictive latex clinging to her skin all the way up. It left her nether and rump exposed though.

The solid parts were the most uncomfortable part though. In her feet painful blocks of carved wood shaped how she stood, the wings dug against the fur on her back, and as her face was concealed in the latex mask she felt her muzzle pushed painfully and tightly, ears smashed into the folds of the ears. Her yelps were drowned out though as a new type of muzzle was applied, a plug fitted for the mouth of the suit was jammed into her muzzle, keeping her from closing her mouth and speaking, only muffled sounds coming from her.

"Now, for the finishing touches...and then we'll send you out..."

She could easily see through the semi-transparent eyes of the latex suit as Mr. Fleder took up the visor and carefully put it over her face, strapping it around her ears and head, headphones getting shoved into the latex ear-holes. Even with the visor her vision wasn't that blurred, but it was a hindrance.

"Now once we get this belt on we can fire it up" The bat spoke before letting out a chuckle as he took the belt and strung it around Ash's waist, pushing a cold metallic orb into her pussy and making her bite hard on the plug in her mouth.

"Good, now...Implement program....4-B"

With that the vixen's vision was mostly obscured by a pink hue from the visor, with the words 'Fleder Inc' across it. Next a loading bar flashed across as static started to dully play in her ears, the orb in her pussy vibrating softly for a moment before stopping, making her toes curl a bit.

'W-what was this thing?' She thought to herself, getting an answer a few seconds later when the load bar reached full.

As soon as it was done loading a colorful array of swirls filled her vision, pulsing and washing across her eyes. It was enthralling, but she fought against it. Even harder once the static gave way to a voice.

"Relax....relax....stare into the swirls....relax....no thoughts...." As the voice spoke the same phrases flashed on the screen. It was hard to tune out both, closing her eyes her mind would focus on the words, and trying to tune out the voice she'd find her eyes open, staring at that colorful screen.

"No thoughts...relax...let the swirls fill your mind...let my voice echo in your thoughts...you can feel yourself falling deeper....you can feel yourself wanting to submit"

'N-no! I-I have to g-get out of here' She thought to herself, trying to fight against the calming voice and the trance-inducing swirls flashing in her eyes. For now the words were mostly harmless, mostly.

"You are a latex bat slave....You love being a slave and wearing your latex suit....You belong to the Nightwing Falls bat community...You are a latex bat slave"

'I-I...n-no....s-so...hard to think....g-got to fight.' She let out a muffled whimper as she started to lose herself in the words and spiral. It was getting hard and harder for her to think for herself as her mind fogged, filling with those lights, those flashing words, that hypnotic calming voice.

"You are a servant for bats....Your purpose in life is to do as the Nightwing Falls community wishes....You love to serve and obey....Obeying your bat Master's makes you horny....You want to serve and obey bats."

'I-I am a servant for bats....m-my...n-no.....b-but....s-so...hard....I love to serve and obey.....h-horny...' She could feel the orb in her nether buzz to life, adding a new sensation to her already muddled mind, helping the words sink deeper into her saturated gooey thoughts. She blushed with shame with what little of her mind she had left as she felt herself get wet, let out muffled moans, even almost fall over in pleasure. 'N-no.....n-noo....'

"You are a horny obedient latex slave....Latex slaves do not have thoughts, they only do as their Masters command....You have no thoughts of your own....You are a toy for the pleasure of bats..."

She could barely hold on anymore, as the colorful waves washed over her eyes she felt them take what was left of her will with them, whisking it away off screen to the ethereal realm that they had come from. Leaving her dull eyed, drooling from both her mouth and pussy as she repeated the words in her mind.

'I am a latex bat slave....no thoughts of my own....so horny for my Masters....want to...want to serve and obey...'

She was so enthralled she didn't notice she had been moved back into the dance room, clamoring applause for a new slave barely even reaching her ears.

"Dance for your Masters"

As the voice spoke she eagerly grabbed onto the pole and began to put on the best show she ever had, not caring or minding as hands groped her, not minding at the lewd words she was called, the silent fighting over who would get her first after the show barely making her bat an ear. She danced on mindlessly, dripping wet all the while, her latex-covered tail, shaped to that of a bat's wagging with excitement all the while, at least until the voice reminded her good bats don't wag their tails. She wanted to be a good bat, she wanted to serve and obey her Masters.

The End.