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Lexi fell asleep again. Despite the soreness of her bottom and the constant stinging, she managed to fall asleep. The punishment had fatigued her, not just physically, but mentally as well. She didn't wake again until knocks sounded throughout the room, loud and confident.

Her mind instantly buzzed into action. It could be her Master. He could be back to hurt her again, to force her into compliance. She struggled with the blanket, the fabric wrapped tight around her body, almost bounding her. She managed to wrestle her head free, her hair a mess around her. She could, however, see, which was the important bit.

Imagine her surprise when it was not her Master that entered, but a horse. More specifically, a mare. Her fur was gray, and her mane an odd green striped with darker green. Her eyes glittered the most wondrous purple that Lexi had ever seen, such vivid colors not even existing in her home. She wore the typical maid's dress, complete with headdress and all. Somehow, she managed to make it look adorable rather than sexy. The mare didn't come alone either - she pushed a cart in front of her, domed and with the same wonderful smells she'd experienced last night accompanying it.

The mare worked silently, lifting the dome and letting the smells out more fully. She set the plates down, each of them covered as well, as well as a bowl or two. It looked like a feast in fact, almost like what her master had eaten last night. The one that he had made her beg for, actually.

Lexi watched with trepidation, expecting pain. Yet, none came. In fact, the mare finished her job and stepped back, wheeling the cart outside the room and then taking her station near the door. She watched Lexi expectedly, giving the most gentle of smiles. She waved a hand towards the food, mouth working, but nothing coming out.

Lexi shrunk back, ears pressing against her head. "I-I can't hear you," she mumbled, worried that the mare would hurt her for some reason.

The mare only smiled and nodded her head. She pointed to her throat and made a slicing gesture against it. It took a second for it to click, but once Lexi understood she wished she hadn't. The poor mare couldn't talk to her. She was a mute, and the scar against her neck proved it.

Lexi's heart went out to her and she nodded. "I understand." Slowly, Lexi crept forward, watching the quiet mare for approval. The mare nodded and gestured her forward, letting Lexi squirm her way out of the rest of the covers. Hesitantly, she lifted one of the domes. For just a brief moment, she worried that perhaps she'd been tricked. Her Master knew magic, why not enchant it for smell, but simply give her kibble again? She couldn't stand the thought.

Her Master had chosen otherwise. Roast carrots intermingled with grilled zucchini, the smell alone making her mouth water. She didn't particularly care what waited in the other dish - carrots were a favorite of hers.

Lexi dug in, losing her manners and using her fingers. The mare had left her silverware to eatwith, but Lexi didn't care. She may have even licked the bowl clean, but who could really tattle on her? The mare? She couldn't talk. And besides, she'd never been given orders to eat cleanly. For her credit, the mare didn't even change her expression. She simply watched with a gentle curiosity and nothing more.

By the time she reached the bottom of the bowl, she already felt stuffed. That didn't stop her. Instead, Lexi dug into the next - a wonderful quiche, and the soup in the next bowl, and the fruit salad in the next. Her stomach hurt by the third, but it all tasted so wonderful. Her tribe's food had a certain appeal to it, but it couldn't possibly hope to stack up compared to this. City food towered so far above anything her family had cooked, it was almost incomparable.

Eventually, the food ran out. She'd been brought a banquet and finished it. Dutifully, the maid cleaned up after her, not a single flicker of judgement flashing across her muzzle. A different need asserted itself instead of hunger, one of the more 'urgent' biological functions. She looked up in alarm, getting to her hooves incredibly shakily.

She regretted that. Her ass hurt fiercely, both from the pounding and from the spanks. That didn't even mention the leftover afterburn from the brands, nor the soreness around her neck from such awful jerking. Just as quickly as she'd stood up, she bent back over, whimpering from the onset of soreness.

Gentle hands helped her to stand back up. The maid had somehow moved quietly close to her, supporting her and helping her upright. Gratefulness flashed through Lexi; she didn't have to do that. She could have just left her there. She could have made Lexi suffer.

Carefully, the maid guided her across the floor, even going as far to make sure her leash didn't get tangled. She led her through a door to the side of the room, one that she had missed the night before. Of course her Master would have his own private bathing room as well. One so rich and powerful as him could afford things like that.

While this one wasn't quite to the same scale as the one she'd visited the day before, she almost preferred it. It was smaller, but the tub could still easily seat several, a thought that scared her in a weird way. They even had an indoor toilet, something that Lexi had only heard about from travelers. Running water alone was a luxury back home.

A home that didn't exist anymore, she had to remind herself. Tears swam in her eyes, just thinking of it. Her friends, her family... gone.

The maid didn't let her keep feeling sorry for herself. She took her all the way to the bathtub and gave her a questioning look. Somehow, Lexi could almost feel what she was asking. Something about the eyes just seemed so expressive. "I-I can take it from here," she promised, keeping her voice low. Her throat hurt from so much screaming.

The maid nodded happily and took her leave, though Lexi could just see the edge of her skirt outside of the bathroom. It seemed she would have a bit of a keeper today. Or perhaps the maid was more of a caretaker - after all, she wouldn't go anywhere with the leash, no matter how far it let her wander. At least he'd been kind enough to let it reach this far, though she suspected letting her use the restroom was good for him as well.

She quickly took care of business, even that paining her this morning. At least it meant she could take a bath, as long as she wanted. He hadn't said anything about that, had he? Her Master had said nothing about it.

She could risk that. It would be worth it to soothe her aches and pains with a nice, warm bath. In fact, why not make it hot? With a groan, Lexi sunk into the bath. The heat soothed her tired and weary bones like nothing else as she sunk all the way up to her chin. If she'd thought the food had been satisfying and revitalizing, it was nothing compared to this. Oh goddesses, the earlier pain was almost worth it.

Not really, of course, but the bath certainly did calm her more than anything else in her life. She supposed there were a few good things about her situation, just... drowned in an absolute sea of bad.

Given the chance to actually think, Lexi had some time to take stock of her situation. Her Master so far had harshly punished even the slightest hint of disobedience. Even the butler had acted similarly. They simply didn't tolerate rebellion, though Lexi's spirit would be harder to break than that. She just needed to be more careful with it, right? Oh goddesses, she couldn't just submit to him. She could never submit to someone.

At the same time, obeying kept her safe. Obeying meant a nice dinner and while he still took her, obeying meant no more spankings or pain. She would escape eventually, but until then perhaps obeying would be the better decision. It disgusted her that she had to grovel for things that would previously be expected, like a real meal. No one should have to be another's property.

Lexi sighed, resting in the bath, feeling rather drowsy. She could get more sleep right now. After the night before and the following morning, she could use all the sleep she could get. Yet fate, or rather, an inquisitive mare, would not let that come.

A hand tapped her arm, only the softness of it keeping her from jumping. Her eyes cracked open, spotting the mare from earlier standing with a brush and soap in hand. She wiggled them, as if offering them. Lexi smiled and held her hands out to accept, but the mare shook her head furiously.

The mare soaped the brush up and guided Lexi into a sitting position in the bath. Did she really intend to wash her? That was absurd. She was hardly a fawn anymore, and while not many years separated her from her youth, she could very certainly take care of this her-

Oh. Wow. That felt wonderful. The mare practically massaged her back whilst cleaning it, earning little murrs of pleasure from Lexi. Okay. Maybe she couldn't take care of herself, not if it meant this. The mare even washed her hair thoroughly, though her sitting position didn't exactly give her a way to clean that rest of her. Not that Lexi really minded; she didn't want anyone's hands but her own near her nethers, no matter the gender. In better circumstances, Lexi may have even been embarrassed by this. But after her trial, this felt too nice to lash out against. Besides, the mare had done nothing wrong to her.

The wash done, the maid set her tools to the side and picked up a hairbrush instead. Long, soft strokes fixed the tangled mess her hair had become. Each pass through smoothing a little more of the rat's nest. Gradually, she felt her air rest in the long waves she'd grown accustomed to, the ones that made her beautiful.

Finally, the mare set the brush to the side. By now, the water felt almost chilly. The maid even noticed that and drained it. Her hand hovered over the knob, looking back questioningly to see if Lexi wanted to stay in longer. Lexi shook her head, the single bath more than long enough. For the first time since her capture, she felt relaxed. Granted, the future still terrified her, and anxiety ate at her core, but for now, she was calm.

Legs more sure, Lexi didn't even need the mare's help to get back into the bedroom. And feeling bold, she plopped down into her Master's bed, sinking into the plush mattress. The silk sheets rubbed against her fur so pleasantly, the doe nestling herself deep and snuggling against one of the pillows. Despite just waking up, nap time would do her a great deal of good. Not even the nagging tugging at her arm would stop her. "Stop it, quiet mare," she mumbled, gently pushing at the hands.

The savage jerk on her leash that sent her sprawling to the ground, however...

At first, she thought it the maid had yanked her out of the bed. The sharp scent of wolf, however, quickly rectified her mistake. Lexi cracked her eyes back open, gazing up at her Master.

Shit.

He at least had the modesty to dress, wearing nice breeches and a tunic, burgundy on the top and a dark brown on the bottom. The clothes were even embroidered with gold, shining even in the scant light filtering in from the doorway. He looked down at her, contempt on his face. "Little rat, you are not supposed to be on the bed," he pointed out.

Lexi's eyes flickered, searching for the kind maid from earlier. She stood by the door even now, cowering. She looked back towards her Master, taking a deep breath; she could work her way out of this.

"Yes Master," she mumbled, scrambling into a kneeling position. "I-I'm sorry, sir, I wasn't thinking. Will you please forgive me, Master? Please?" she pleaded. The words coming out of her mouth made her want to die, the sheer submission and patheticness almost hurting her. She wasn't this.

Her Master considered her for a second, then waved a hand in the air. Instantly, the maid departed, casting a sympathetic gaze over her shoulder and closing the door behind her. This couldn't be good. She didn't want to be alone with this monster, but had no choice.

"Onto the bed, as you were."

Lexi hurried to obey, laying in the bed with worry gnawing at her, eating away and threatening to make her sick. The rich diet only made it worse. "M-Master, please," she started, voice almost frantic, "please don't hurt me, I-I didn't know!" she tried to explain.

Her Master took a seat on the edge of the bed, watching her with an unreadable expression. "What did you think of the maid?" he asked.

Lexi froze, startled into inaction from the sudden change of subject. "She was nice, Master," she answered, choosing her words very carefully. "Quiet, but nice. She was very sweet."

"That's her name, coincidentally. Quiet. She doesn't talk due to her throat. A raid on her village saw her injured; they nearly killed a child, but she took the blade instead. She lost her voice for it and would have lost her life had I not bought her. She lives a good life here, so long as she does her work. This is undoubtedly better than any life she would have lived at home." Her Master paused for a second, rubbing his temples.

"I am not a cruel Master. I want you to be happy in my service, happy slaves serve better. I want to treat you well, but you are making it very, very hard for me. Do you understand?" he asked, meeting her eyes with a stern, forceful gaze. Lexi shivered, and not from the temperature.

She nodded her head. Her Master smacked her.

"Say it aloud."

Lexi glowered, her picture perfect obedience starting to disappear under the rage. But not yet, she held herself together. "Yes Master," she growled, biting back the fury the best she could.

"Good girl." Her Master patted her head, the gentle touches doing nothing but provoking back more anger. "Take your nap. Think about what I've said and remember it. There is a dinner party tonight here and you'll be my escort. You best look your best. Oh, but don't worry about clothes. Those will be provided." He patted her head once more and stood. "Sleep well, little rat," he growled.

Lexi stayed silent as the wolf left the room. She waited until she wouldn't hear his steps before grabbing her pillow and screaming at the top of her lungs. Lexi raged, punching the bed, screaming, taking out her frustration. She took it all out, all her fury until she lapsed once again into an uneasy sleep.