The singer.
A side story I had written for something else but publishing for my piece of mind. _A singer whose voice control those who do not realize it pines for freedom. Yet can she ever have it. A certain balck cat will do what he can to provide that.
Jill the snow leopard belongs to Amara Cortas_
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The light focuses on the singer on the stage. She is before a mic as a smiles grows across her muzzle at the crowd. It is a pack night as always in the Delnight club. Mostly filled with males as always. The Grey and white furred snowed leopard with black spots stands before the mic as makes love to it wither voice. Her dress is a fine black silk dress that hugs her body as she moves in it the dress gives an alluring sexual vibe as if she is showing off her body to the crowd in the club. With a blue see through scarf that hangs loosely around her neck that she allows to look like it is blowing in the wind with in these confine walls.
Her voice carries across the room as the males of the club seem to stare dumbly at her. Each word of the song hits the right note as she sings of loss and fears. Yet the song seems to be lost upon the audience.
They all seem to be in trance as drinks go untouched as others seem to drool over her with a lustful stare.
The song continues as she raises her arms to the air as if reaching for something. The waitress walks around closer to each of the male clients the ones without a female companion. AS if looking for something.
The song reaches its crescendo as all are spellbound by her voice. One waitress points to the border collie she is next to as she grabs some finished drinks saying she will be back with refills. All the canines at the table seem to ignore her as they stare dumbly at the leopardess.
The song ends as it seems that the spell is broken. As many shakes there, heads as if waking up from a dream. A slow clap begins as many more join in. It is a roaring applause. The female leopard blushes a bit as she looks away and takes a quick bow. She leaves the stage as the manger comes out.
He is a tall and imposing looking Doberman, as he stands before the crowd on the stage wear a simple suit all blue and green. He smiles at the crowd as the applause continues. "I like to thank you all for coming to tonight's performance and I hope you all will come again. Give a around of applause for the great Jill."
The spotlight goes to the leopardess as she was almost off the stage her expression for a second seem to be one of sorrow. Yet it changes to one of joy for the crowd. The applause grows as many whistles with many shouts of more.
"Sorry folks she needs her rest. But she will be on all week. So, don't you worry. Come back tomorrow for more of this songstress. Goodnight all."
Some booing is heard as others profess there love for the singer. As the crowd slowly disperse one of the waitresses run up to the Doberman and points to the border collie with his friends. The Doberman smiles as he texts someone.
Outside the border collie and his friends are joking as they make their way from the club.
"I swear I am in love." The collie states with a glazed look in his eyes.
"Dude you have a lover already and a sexy one at that. She would rip the fur the off your back if she heard you talk like that." A basset hound laughs as he is walking behind him.
As they are about to make their way across the street a car comes peeling around the corner. The lights off as it is a black color car. It pulls up fast as the window comes down on the passenger side. It slows down enough for the canines to stop and realize what they are looking at a long barrel of an automatic weapon. The muzzle lights up as the sound of gunfire fills the street. They canines are unable to do much but take the shots as they fall over filled with bullets. As the last one falls to the ground the car screeches the tires burn smoking as they do. The car is all but gone in a few seconds around the corner.
This took less than a minute to happen as a few female furs scream seeing the dead bodies.
Many of the patrons from the club slowly come from cover as they go to the canines who were just shot down. Some begin to see if any can be saved others run off as some try to call for help.
It is chaos all around a night that was filled with joy, now ends with tragedy.
In her dressing room Jill is crying over her part in all this. Though she did not cause their deaths she shares a small amount of guilt over there deaths.
"Don't worry dear. I still have uses for you. Now strip for me bitch." The Doberman growls as he begins to take his pants off.
Jill is still crying shaking her head as her head is yank back as her scarf falls off.
"Bitch! I did not ask if you wanted it. I said strip" He lowers his muzzle near her face growling. As she cries more but begins to undo her dress as she it comes off. He shoves her hard onto the table before her. He roughly shoves the tail aside before he rams his cock into her taking her hard. She begins to cry harder as she is taken. The pain shots though her body as she feels no pleasure. The Doberman is growling in pleasure as he takes her. Jill can do nothing but cry more as she is brutally raped.
A tabby cat comes in seeing what is happening as she looks at Jill. Jill looks at her pleading as she is forced against the table with each thrust. Her breast rock back and fourth with each brutal thrust. Her tear stained fur face looks at the tabby waitress pleading. The tabby just stares at her before closing the door as the Doberman continues his deed. The sounds of sex are muffled by the door. It is not before long before his howls fill the back room.
xXx
A black feline in a worn dark blue trench coat is drinking some tea as older looking border collie is crying across him. A picture of him and a younger looking collie are posing for the picture, behind them is a large house. The café is empty besides two and some large looking canines in dark clothing all seem to be packing serious heat as they glare at him. The black cat looks unimpressed by all the guards and there attempt to look imposing.
"He was my brother, My only family left. He had nothing to do with the family business. I made sure of that. On our mother's death bed. I promised to make sure he lead a good life. I decided to make sure he had no worries, no ties to the business. Yet someone found out who he was, and this was revenge for they territory we took from the Glazers. Those fucking felines!!!! They hated they lost the east side and there poison they peddle. Oh, I know I am not no saint, but I am not one who poisons furs."
The cat just takes another sip as he places his cup on the saucer on the table. "You do realize I stop doing my old profession a while ago. I am not doing that again. I came here out of a favor my dad owed your family. Know that I will not do an eraser job again. It is the past where it belongs. I have a different profession now. If you need someone to do that. I still have contacts and those who are willing to get revenge for you..." he is stopped by a paw slamming hard onto the table the saucer shakes but the cup is in the felines paw as he seem to know that collie was going to do that.
"NO! I need you to find him or her. I know you stop being an eraser. I have others ready to take care of those who did this. They will pay with blood. I need to know how he was found out. I changed his whole history, so he would not be found yet they found him. I will make those who killed him pay. Yet this is the third time someone has found out secrets about my family and the organization. I need you to find out who did this and how. If possible, end it. I don't care you do it just end it. The price is.." He snaps his fingers as one of guards picks up a brief case, and sets it on the table and opens it. The case is filled with rolled gold coins.
The cat just shakes his head. "No cash on hand? No do not answer that. I'll do it. Before you speak no I will do this alone. I will find out who did this and make sure he comes to you. What you do with him is not my concern." He as the feline stands he does not touch the case. He heads straight for the exit.
One canine stops him as the feline just looks at him. "What are you doing this for free pussy cat?" He growls as he towers over the dark feline.
"Doug! Stop!" The collie barks at the large canine. Doug backs away from the feline as he exits the café.
They all watch him leave. "Sir why do you even bother with his kind? He is a frigging feline. No better than the Glazers! Me and the boys could have found out who did this and brought you their heads."
The collie sighs. "You would have torn up the neighborhood where it is neutral. That is why they killed him there not somewhere else. They hired guns to do that job. Those fools are now paying the price for siding with the Glazers. They used other canines for the job. I need to know who is doing this no one is talking. He will find out who it is with little strife and ripples that will lead back to us. Also, if you had tired to do any harm to him. I would have to tell your little slut lizard you are seeing that you would be not be able to help her anymore." He looks at Doug who looks surprised by his boss words.
"You try to make it sound like you're good at hiding things from me. I know all Doug. I know she is carrying your little half breed bastard child. Congrats. Yet the cat would have put you in traction. You don't know who he is do you?"
Doug just shakes his head confused. The collie gets up and walks over to him and whispers in his ear as Doug's eyes widen and jaw drops his ears seem to wilt. "Exactly, which means you all stay away from him till the job is done. I do not want more bodies if he happens to get mad. "
The collie heads out as another canine runs up and grabs the suitcase and the other follow the collie out of the café.
xXx
The black cat sighs as he stands before the Delnorth Club. It is a popular club as many come here for the live entertainment. He looks at the poster of a snow leopard. It is your standard one of a head shot of her saying come hear the siren of the land.
What a weird title he thinks to himself. He had to call in a few markers to track down the collie's brother were about the days leading to his death. It seems he was coming here a lot with his friends. Something was bugging him about this as he was told his brother had gone through great lengths to hide his brother's past, so he could lead a normal life. Yet he was found. Someone must have told who wasn't afraid of being found out. Yet to find him like this, must have taken some doing. This seem to be the place that connect it all.
He also heard many things about this place, some good and some not so savory. It seems to draw many males here. Also pissing off many females. The singer has been to know to draw the male crowd like a siren. Some females have come here also. Yet many come back saying they were impressed by her singing. Yet it seems they hated the males whom seem to only paid attention to the singer rather than any other female in the club. Not to say she wasn't a looker. He found some Images of her online. Yet no videos. That was strange. As good as she was you figure there would be video of her singing.
Much of this was not making sense. Yet he would not fret over it. He was here to find out a leak. Yet where to start? It wasn't like he could ask around he noticed the bouncers and many who seem to work here were female. No males. Well best way to find out what is going on is to go in. He hopes he brought some extra cash to get in.
xXx
Jill sits before the mirror as she wipes her eyes of the tears. One of bouncers and the boss had their way with her earlier today, she is still sore from there 'fun'. She hated her life. She was sold off to pay her family's debts. She had changed many paws. Until she was won by her boss in a card game ever since he found out her true potential she knew he was never going to let her go. She had been with him for about two years. She was his siren. His way to the big time. Using her to control the males who enter here. So, he could rob them find out their secrets.
He could have robbed them. Yet that would bring suspicion upon the club. It was more valuable to take the patrons secrets and sell them to those who would pay for it. Lawyers, businessmen and others who held secrets.
Her powers only worked on males. Yet why all the employees here at the club all work for him are all female. Yet he is also immune as the females are. He seemed to have some charm to prevent her voice from reaching him. If she could she would have him kill himself. He would lord over her knowing she could do nothing to him.
Than there was the abuse he would take out on her daily. He could fuck one of other females here. Yet he would fuck her daily whenever he wanted to. He forced her to take a birth control and if she missed a pill he would make her take the morning after pill. The meds would make her sick as she was forced fed it. AS he would make her take some off-brand version of those pills. They were not meant for certain furs to take. Since the side effects were harsh for the wrong fur.
The pain he would inflict on her was something she would dread every day. He would stop just straight pf hitting her on her exposed body or her face. One day one of the bouncers did hit her hard enough to leave a black eye. She was not seen later that night.
She tries to dry her fur on her face as she can do little to escape as she has tried many times, and all have failed. She has tired to have males to help her, but the Doberman seem to always know and kill any who she sought help from. She was trapped. He was never going to let her go. All her other owners did use her for sex, but she used her power to heighten it and make them enjoy though her power. Now she was abused daily and no enjoyment was brought from it.
She wanted to be freed from this miserable life she wanted to know what it was like to sing without controlling someone. For that someone to actually enjoy her voice without her making them enjoy it. To know if the love she sometimes sings about will come true.
The door opens as a female wolf looks in and growl "You go on soon. Get ready. Don't fuck up tonight bitch!" She snarls at her/
The door slams as she flinches a bit still looking into the mirror. She cannot recognize the face anymore that looks back at her. Despite not crying anymore deep inside she is breaking apart.
xXx
The black cat takes a seat at the table to the far left. More into the shadows and close to the exit if he needed to make a fast exit. No need to cause a commotion if he didn't need to. He looks around the room as it is an all-male crowd tonight. No surprise as it seems to push for this type of crowd. Several types of furs are here. A few humans with there friends. He tires to see what is wrong with this picture. Yeah, it's a all-male crowd but it was something else that was bugging him. As he watches the waitresses who all seems to caseing the crowd. That was strange for them to do that. His paw reaching towards his left pocket and pulls out a tiny locket and smiles at it. He puts it back as the light dims.
The crowd goes wild with howls and shouts of joy as a single light focus on the stages in the dark room. It is there he sees on stage the singer the one called Jill the siren. He never really believed the legends of a fur or human having such an ability. Yet after years in the dark places he had seen a lot of strange things. Yet to control to the extant she did. It had to be mind control as sirens had faded into legends. There kind were hunted into oblivion.
The crowd becomes silent as they wait for her to sing. With that her maw opens as the song begins no band just her voice fills the room. It starts off low as it is a normal song he has heard so many times, yet something hits him as if telling him to pay attention. He struggles to fight the alluring voice that beckons him to lose his will. To let his will be hers to not care about anything but her.
As he shifts in his seat something else makes him stop as an image floats in his mind. Her fur face fills him with peace and her voice echoes in his ears. Telling him she loves him despite his past. Tears flow from his eyes as he blinks a bit as time starts again. He notices the waitresses walking around the room. They seem to be looking at each patron and ruffling though their possessions or cells. He hurries and gives a blank stare forward as he realizes he has the locket again in his paw. He clenches it tightly as the waitress reaches him the Tabby waitress searches him only finds a wallet and some random items and just scoffs as she puts it all back.
The song ends as many of the males shake their heads coming out of the trance. Many begin to howl again as they become rowdy. The singer smiles but the sadness is seen in her eyes. Something is wrong with this as she begins to sing again the crowd becomes silent as they fall under her control. It seems the males here are easily swayed here. So that is how it works and how his clients brother was found. They were able to get the info from each of client during the performance. Yet why was he not affected not like he had power to fight this. The locket in his paw feels warm despite being just a simple locket. He ignores it as he tries to piece this together.
Still he needed this to end. Many others would fall to siren's voice. He watches as no eyes are on him as he makes his way out the side exit. Why should anyone notice. He was a male who should be enjoying the show. Too bad for them he was not just any male. The owner would learn that fatal mistake to late.
xXx
The night has ended as Jill sits before the mirror in her dressing room the tears fall from her eyes. She can't keep doing this as a piece of her soul is dying doing this. She had only wanted to bring joy with her gift. Yet fate deemed her to bring misfortune to those who listen to her song. No, she would die before more lives were ruined. When that damned Doberman would come here and fuck her again what could she really do. She hated her body to be taken that way that mongrel would abuse her to sate his perverted needs. Yet she could do little but wait till he came and claimed her again. She felt so dirty form his nightly visits. Why was she cursed to live this life? The sobbing began to overtake her as she buried her face into her paws.
-outside the club-
The black cat looks around the club for a different entry point. He tries the building next to the club. He would enter through the roof. Better than entering though the ground floor. It seems the female staff was also involved with the boss. He happened to see him a Doberman. He always hated those type of assholes. They always seem to lord over those weaker than they were. The atypical alpha male 'I am strong, and I get to do what I want.'
Jerks.
He hated bullies all his life. His father taught him about them. They were cowards the lot of them. Despite how much power or strength they possess they always folded when it was taken from them or were at a disadvantage.
Yes, he took a slight enjoyment taking their so-called advantage away from them. Yet something was bugging him as he got inside the bundling next to the club and made it to the roof. He sticks to the shadows as he sees two sentries. How could he resist her voice? He did but at great cost of strength. If she wasn't casting a wide net with her voice. He would be another drooling idiot. Something did touch him, but he was able to break the hold of her voice. He hope whatever it is he can use it to keep her from controlling him until he got the job done.
The Doberman had to have something that protected him from the sirens voice. The words of the cat's mother came to him. She was well versed in magics. A charm, spell or something blessed could protect a fur or person from there voice. Yet he was not blessed with any of those. The dark cat watches them as they do the same pattern of watching on the roof. As they seem upset. Guard duty is boring, but professionals are always on guard as they know someone will show up one day and one slip up could end with you out cold or dead.
Today was there lucky day they only needed to be out cold.
As he is blending into the shadows crossing from one roof to another he was able to get behind one of the female guards and knock her out with a quick hit from the butt of his gun. The female guard hit the ground. Her partner turns to see what happen to late as two arms wrapped around her neck in a hold till she passed out. Setting their bodies to the side he makes it into the club best to end this tonight.
-inside the club-
Jill sobs as the Doberman pulls his cock out of her. She can feel the cum spill out of her. A tigress roughly pulls her up and drags her to the shower to clean her up. The tigress leans in close as she pulls roughly at her. "This is all you are good for, being a tool and a plaything for our boss. SLUT!" She growls as she shoves her into the shower stall. Jill stumbles to the tile fools still crying as she rises slowly to start the shower. Her life was empty there was no hope nothing to help her escape from this degrading life.
As the shower comes on. She hears a muffed cry some one struggling till a loud thud is heard she peeks out the stall and sees the tigress on the ground out cold. A black feline in a dark blue trench coat. above her.
"Why the hell do they have such hard heads." He stops and looks up at her. "Oh, hey Look I am here to get you out of this hell hole. Finish up and were going out the side door ok?" The feline says as if he was asking to go on a walk with her.
Jill was completely floored by this some stranger was helping her but why? Was he another who wanted to use her. NO, she would use this change to escape. She took a deep breathe when she felt a muzzle of a gun at her throat. The feline had a hard glint in his eye that told her that he was not to be messed with. She looks at the gun he has at her throat and the symbol scythe on it. The symbol gave her a chill down her back.
"I am here to end this I will take your unconscious body out of here. It would look better if you left on your own two feet. I don't want to carry you out. So, I advise you not to sing right now." He gives a gentle smile, but she can feel the coldness behind it.
She nodded as she finished the shower. She decides to try something different she began to hum trying to see if she could get to him through a subtler way.
"I can hear you and no it does not work on me for some reason. Look stop being foolish I am trying to free you not keep I have all I need to get your owner killed. We need to go so no one else can hurt you ok?"
Those words were weird to Jill to hear. Help her? Freedom? Those words were not usually heard from males as she was a tool. Yet she could feel no deceit from the cat's words. She felt the water wash away the grim from the so-called love making of that bastard canine. She shivered at the thought of staying here any longer. Now she had a chance to escape. The feline was going to get her out of here.
As she exits the stall of the shower clothes are being held by the cat as he looks away. "Hurry up We have to go I can't see a clear path if we stay any longer."
That was an odd statement coming from him. Yet as she looks at his left eye it seems to twitch and look blood red.
She hurried and dressed and ready to go. As they made their way down the hallway towards the exit her heart began to race as she was finally going to get what she wanted freedom. Then suddenly he shoves her to the side as he is slammed into the wall near her.
Her boss found them. He was straggling the cat with one paw. The cat began to hiss loudly as he tried to get his weapon raised but it was swatted away. The feline reached for something that was around the Dobermans neck as he was thrown across the room. The sound of something ripping was heard "Did you think I would not find out you were taking my meal ticket? You are a fool cat! What are you some white knight on some grand adventure thinking you can save the princesses? HA! There is no hope for her." The larger canine looks back at her with a vicious snarl coming from his muzzle. Jill shrinks from him.
There was no hope for her. Her hope had just been crushed. Her so called chance at freedom was a dream the cat could do nothing.
"Sing me a ...*choughs* ,., sing me a song princess... sing a song for me before I leave this world." He smiles as he seems to be holding something. A few of the other girls who work here come in and see what is going on. Many point and laugh at her and some shake their head laughing at the male cat's foolish attempt at being a hero.
She gathers her wits and slowly stands and looks at the Doberman and opens her maw as the sound comes from her. The song begins as it always does The Doberman is going to say something when he can't His voice stops as his face seems to glaze over. The song continues as the feline walks over and retrieves his gun as the girls begin to shout at him as he fires off a few shots near their heads.
"Let her finish her song. Other wise I might not miss." The smile on the feline grows in a dark and evil grin. All the girls run off screaming as Jill continues to sing.
Her song continues as she walks over to the Doberman and begins to speak though her song. Telling the Doberman to kill himself. As the feline knocks out the Doberman before he can do anything.
"Sorry dear part of my job was to give him to others who wish to make sure he pays for his crimes. I hate to deprive them of that pleasure. Also hate to soil your paws with blood on them." He gives her a gentle smile.
Jill blushes a bit as she looks away from the dark feline. "You could make this easier for me. Could you sing him to this address?" He shows her the clients address on his cell. Jill does as she is told, and the Doberman stands up as she seems to put more into the song this time as to control him. She must have been holding back all this time as the Doberman had a stupid grin on his muzzle as he nods and leaves.
"Well he won't be bothering anyone anymore. I will text them that he will be arriving soon." He takes her by her paw and heads to the office as he rummages through it. Smiles as he finds what he is looking for a laptop. "Fools always keep most secrets on there laptops. I know a few clients will be happy with info. Look You can't stay here for long. They will find out you exist as they will get it from him before they end him. I can send you somewhere safe for now. I know a few sorceresses who can protect you and give you a better life than you can have here." He takes her paw and leads her out of the club for the last time he takes her to his car which is a few blocks down as she tastes it finally. Freedom. Knowing no one will use her.
Yet....
"Why can't I stay with you?" She looks at him with a pleading face.
"Because I am not a hero I am someone who gets the job done. I am not someone who can give you what you want. I am... one who can't get what I want.." She pulls him in and kisses him as he allows her, but she stops as he does not return it.
As she breaks the kiss he has a sad smile. Something in his eyes tells her something....
"You have someone?" She ask sadly.
"Yes I ....do. I think that is why during your performance I was not swayed." He gives her the necklace that the Doberman was wearing. "A remembrance of me in a sense. Give it to someone so you don't use them as a toy. Come I will take you to my contact." He takes her to a friend who will take her from here this dark city.
A few hours later at the train depot she sees a female skunk in a worn robe a bit drab grey.
"So, this is her. I can sense great power from her. We can help her channel it better than just mind control or hypnosis. "
Jill looks at the skunk for a second before looking back at the dark feline longing as if to ask him to come with her. He can read her perfectly.
"I cannot dear. As much as I want to walk away from all this. My path has been written for me. My past would never allow me to live the peaceful life you will have soon. Take care of her Susan. I am sure my mom would be proud where you are at now."
"She be proud if you gave up that part of your father's path you took. You still have time to walk away from it." The female skunk smiles weakly at him.
"You know full well the answer to that. I chose this because what I did to get what I wanted. There is no turning back from that path. Nei knew that when she told me she loved me. I won't change nor can I. Jill all you have to do to contact me is to call I will be there if you need me. Know that it will most likely be never as you will be at a place where that is not necessary. Yet I know you will still call for me. Forget me. I am no hero. I am no prince. I am a warrior a killer better yet. The blood on my paws can never go away. I do not wish to stain you. As I said I seen a different path for you." He nods to Susan. He turns to leave as Jill grabs his arm. He looks back at her.
"What is your name?"
"Trent." The smile he gives her makes her sad as he pulls his arm away from her. As he is about to leave she pulls him close for a kiss and it last for a bit till Trent breaks it. Trent sighs as he turns to leave as Jill is escorted onto the train.
As the train pulls away she sees him walk into the shadows and vanish.
A year later.
Trent sits at his desk looking over some new jobs he has received as his 'Partner' is sleeping upstairs with another random female he picked up from the club. That fool would fuck a cuntboi if offered a chance.
Trent just shakes his head as he finds a letter addressed to him. It was not here before. He looks at it and notices that it has the feel of magic coming from it.
He pulls out a letter opener and slices it from the side as a letter falls from it and a picture. It is of Jill the snow leopardess seems to look happy as she stands near a male Lynx wearing a robe similar to Jill's. They look like the happy couple.
He reads the letter.
To my savior:
I hope this letter finds you in good spirts. I am doing well. I have never felt happier. You were right it has been peaceful, and I have resisted the urge to call you. I have found a place here to belong and someone whom shares my happiness. I know I should not feel this way, but I feel he is a replacement for you. Greg is a goofy fur he listens to me and is always willing to do anything to make me happy. He trains along with me with our teacher mistress Sola. From her I have learned much and how to control my powers better. She also told me about you. As after the first month I tried to find a way to go back to you. She sat me down and explained why you told me what you did. Also, who this Nei was.
I understand she means a lot to you. I wish I held place in your heart she does. Yet after what you said I think I understand also what you meant I think I would have always looked at you strange after finding out your past. Yet it is not your fault. We cannot control our fate. Yet fate did let you free me. For that I am thankful. One day I wish to meet you and this Nei. To see who is in your heart. Know I am stronger now and maybe could sway your heart.
One day our paths will cross and when that day comes I hope to find you at peace with yourself.
Your love always
Jill.
Trent looks at the letter once more and then the picture on the desk as he puts both back in the envelope as he puts the letter in his des top drawer.
He sighs thinking the paths not taken. The paths he chose that lead him here. SO many mistakes he made yet he always tried his best to make things right. Yet he was here still....
No best not to think that way anymore. He holds the locket up and kisses it.
"One day we will be together again my love."
He hangs the locket around his neck and goes back to job searching.