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A Change in Perspective Part Three

This story includes rape, cooking vore/dolcett, m/m, m/f, and small amounts of f/f incest

The life of a super-heroine in Shady Strands was an experience like no other. With villains who ran wild and a government that did nothing to stop them, the forces of good constantly found themselves humiliated. Some villains took it even further, abusing the fact that the casual resurrection cities residents took for granted came from villain-built resurrection machines to have their way with defeated heroes. Most of them "only" raped their fallen foes, but a few villains were known for satisfying themselves in a more "filling" manner. In many cases, this was shape-shifting or otherwise enhanced villains swallowing their defeated prey whole, while villains without that ability tended to take heads as trophies or cook and eat their fallen enemies. Red Raider was one of these villains, he tended to post videos online afterwards to draw more fame to himself, and today his tendency to show off was causing a bit of a problem for one of the heroines that usually fought against him.

Lady Change, aka Princess Eleanor before she had ran away to pursue the life of a hero, was not having a good day. Her parents had been harassing her for weeks with letters about how she was "embarrassing the family" by being defeated, raped, and cooked by Red Raider, who had uploaded the videos to his website, and the worst part was that when they oh-so subtly implied she enjoyed it she couldn't even deny it. Being treated like an object, by a lowly wolf-anthro, sent a wave of excitement through the dragon-anthro princess, and with every new video of her "defeats" she put less and less energy into hiding that fact. However, now her parents were fed up with her, which lead to the awkward situation where some 7-foot Green Dragon mercenary named Brawn her parents had hired to bring her home was flinging around magic and shouting her real name for everyone to hear. I spent so much time keeping my secret identity a secret, and this guy comes in acting like tough shit and ruins it. She thought as she zipped through an alleyway, transforming into a small fairy dragon for maneuverability.

"You can't escape Princess, I spent weeks studying your powers and their weaknesses. You only have access to one form for every type of dragon, with a fixed size and shape per form, and I know what all of the combinations are! I can counter everything you do, so just make it easier for both of us and come quietly." He shouted at her as he flew above the buildings, forcing her to dodge through alleyways as she tried to come up with a plan. Through a gap in the buildings, she saw the glint of water reflecting off the Eagle River, and an idea finally came to her. Weaving through the buildings, she popped across the street for the river bank, and as Brawn dived on her from above, she smirked. Gotcha, she thought as she shifted forms, becoming a massive Gold Dragon right as her attacker reached her. The momentum she had combined with her increased mass and flung the two across the river, slamming them into the ground on the far side.

"Did you expect that to put me down? Princess, you need to stop playing this stupid game, you're wearing spandex that might as well not be there and a mask, it's ridiculous and embarrassing for someone of your station." Her opponent told her as he pulled himself to his feet, the only sign that the hit had effected him being the glow of the runes on his scales. Lady Change responded by transforming into a Black Dragon and firing a wave of acid at him, which ran off his scales as the protective runes flared again.

Across the street from the fight, a figure crouched on a roof, watching the brawl. A large wolf-anthro in red and black armor, Red Raider could not believe his luck. Two delicious pieces of meat had delivered themselves right to his door, and he was already making dinner plans with his girlfriend. "Yes Emma, I'm sure, just have them wear disguises other than their costumes. Anyways, I'm going to go grab them, let me know if your family is coming over to dinner, otherwise I'll just cook the guy and keep 'Lady Change' as a fucktoy for a couple of days until the leftovers run out." He turned off the phone, observing the fight and planning for how he would make an entrance and secure his next meal.

Seeing an opening, he dove from the rooftop, his red and black colored form slammed into Brawn, sending the dragon to the ground. As the dust settled, Lady Change smiled at the new arrival standing over her opponent. "You know, I was having a good day working on my villainous plans to corrupt society, and now dinner delivers itself right to my doorstep, and now it's a great day." Red said with a smirk.

"Silence villain! You might have corrupted the fair princess Eleanor, but a man like me is not so easily seduced." Brawn said before slamming his feet into Red's chest, sending the villain through the air towards Lady Change.

"Talkative bastard aren't you?" Red muttered after landing next to the princess-turned-heroine. "So, you do realize that even if we do the 'team up to defeat an outsider' thing I'm going to betray you and have a double dragon roast tonight, right?"

Looking forward to it a sultry voice in her head said before she answered. "I figured as much, but he wants to return me to my parents, so losing to him is unacceptable, while I've lost to you plenty of times." At that point, the mercenary seemed to lose patience with their banter, leaping forward to attack the pair as they talked.

The fight quickly turned into a close-range brawl where the powerful mercenary, with his large frame and skilled use of combat magic, was able to just barely hold his own against the onslaught for a few minutes, causing massive amounts of property damage, before he slipped up. Lady Change grabbed hold of him, shifting into a massive Gold Dragon to pin him down, and as he tried to wiggle free Red Raider grabbed his neck, a needle sticking out of his armored palm and jabbing into Brawn's neck. As the tranquilizer ran through the mercenaries systems, Lady Change took a moment to catch her breath, but she noticed Red coming up on her with the same system, and she put up just enough of a fight to quiet the little voice telling her that just outright submitting was improper, shifting into her default blue dragoness form, hoping that the drastic size reduction would cause his attack to miss, before turning to face Red Raider and seeing... an empty stretch of land.

She just had enough time to realize she'd been to slow when something pricked her neck, and darkness filled her vision.

Deep in his secret lair, Red Raider deposited his captives, binding them with magical restraints and stuffing their asses with machines to clear out their digestive tracks. Changing into an outfit better suited for cooking, basically a mask, underwear, and apron with his color scheme and logo on them, he got the cameras setup in the kitchen. The internet always enjoyed seeing heroes raped and eaten, and something told him the mercenary he'd grabbed would be entertaining than the average meal.

After pulling out ingredients and setting the various machines to mix up basting sauces for the absolutely huge roast, Red got a text. Whole family's in, mostly to get a taste of Lady Change although Elizabeth seems interested in getting a piece of the new guys cock.

Red smiled at the test before setting the machines to make a double helping so he could cook both dragons. The Warren, the family of super-powered rabbit-anthro heroines would be attending, and a lot of meat would be needed. Most villains wouldn't invite their heroic rivals over to eat other heroes they captured in a battle, but fortunately for Red the leaders of The Warren, a married lesbian couple who were the mothers of the rest, including Emma, didn't have time for all that nonsense about justice, they were in the hero game to provide for their family, and if that meant being friendly off the clock with their main opponent, scheduling fights ahead of time to boost ad revenue from the videos, and giving him information on other heroes like Lady Change who decided to take a swing at him they would do it with no hesitation.

As he finished up his preparations and set the oven to pre-heat, Red noticed that Brawn was starting to stir in his restraints. Licking his lips, Red rearranged the chains to put the dragon on a baking pan on his back in a spread eagle position and turned on the cameras, and just as he finished his captive woke up.

"Whaaa... What have you done to me you bastard!" The mercenary growled, tugging at the chains for a moment before realizing that he was naked as the day he was born. "What is the meaning of this?! Release me at once coward!"

Red didn't seem that interested in complying though, instead he stood in silence, his eyes roaming the nude form of his enemy. Naturally, this only pissed off the prideful dragon even more. "If you think you can break my mind the way you broke the Princess, you're in for a rude surprise. Unlike her, I wasn't raised sheltered from the food chain, I understand my place in it, the place all Dragons should have: the top." He finished with a growl.

Honestly, the way this guy talks you'd think he's the villain here. Red thought to himself. Arrogant to, let's see just how long that lasts when that plump rump gets a good hard pounding. Smiling, he pulled the cleaning device out of Brawn's asshole and slid the chains forward, pulling the mercenaries knees up towards his chest and exposing his ass.

"What do you think you're doing? You can't do this to me, I'm a Dragon, my family has ruled over lesser races for thousands of years, and I will not be treated like a common harlot!" Brawn screamed, but Red could see the look of terror slowly spreading across his face.

Grinning like a kid on Christmas morning, Red slid his cock out of his pants over the dragons rear entrance, watching as the wave of sputtering indignation died down as Reds pheromones were absorbed. Can you believe some villains have their bodies upgraded and don't get this ability? Red thought as he watched the bound dragon's breathing pick up and his large member slide to its full length. Slowly, while keeping eye contact with his captive the whole time, Red slid his cock up to Brawn's entrance and pushed.

Brawn yelped in paid at the intrusion, but the pheromones were working overtime now that Red's large wolf cock entered him, and as Red violently raped his captives anus he saw the dragon slowly lose his will to fight back as waves of pleasure rose through his body with each thrust. Slamming himself in and out of the large dragons body, Red felt a thrill fill him at he sight of a strong, powerful foe writhing and crying in pleasure, his body overwhelming his minds objections with wave after wave of pleasure. Like all villains, Red found himself unable to resist a bit of light teasing when in a position of power.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" He asked, punctuating his question with a thrust that bottomed out in the dragon. "All that big talk about 'lesser races' and look at you now, whining on the floor like a slut!" He gloated, relishing the look on Brawn's face as the mercenary tried desperately to come up with a response, but the only thing that came out was a low moan as he came, his draconic cum shooting up and onto his chest and face. Red meanwhile kept pounding, he wasn't going to let up on his newest fucktoy just because he was recovering from an orgasm.

For several minutes, Red continued to rape Brawn, the powerful dragon whimpering as orgasm after orgasm was forced out of him by the constant attention, until finally Red felt an orgasm build in his own body. With one final thrust carrying his whole length deep into the mercenary, he let loose, filling his captive with a wave of hot cum.

Looking down on the panting form of the dragon below him, Red smiled as he noticed the oven had finished pre-heating. Smiling down at the limp form on the ground, he moved to the next stage of the preparations. Tenderizing complete, now it's time to season this turkey.

The mercenary was already laying in a near perfect turkey roast pose, and now all that had to be done was adding the seasoning and stuffing. Grabbing a jumbo bowl of basting sauce, Red slowly coated the mercenaries entire form with a delicious apple-and-herb sauce that was light enough to slip between the gaps in Brawn's scales, reaching the skin below. As Red worked, he could tell his prey was starting to recover from his ordeal.

After finishing the glaze, Red looked Brawn in the eyes, the formerly powerful dragons face full of anger and fear, with only a small fraction of the anticipation and excitement that Red noticed in some of the more frequent "visitors" to his kitchen.If I was willing to put in the effort, I could break him, but I already have one dragon... "Well, raping you was fun, now it's time for me to monologue at you while I stuff you." As he spoke, he pulled out a tub of stuffing, and grabbing a handful shoved it up Brawn's ass.

"From the look on your face I think it finally got through to you that you aren't on the top of the food chain anymore, and that I can make your body go mad with pleasure even as your mind tries to fight it, so here's what's going to happen: I'm going to finish prepping you, then I'll prep Princess Lady Change or whatever her real name is, then I'll serve you two at a dinner party. In five days, you'll wake up in a resurrection center with all the memories of being beaten down and violated, and you'll make a choice. Option one, you come back and fight me again, and I beat you and rape you again. We keep this up for a few months and you begin craving the pleasure I make you feel with my pheromones as I rape you, until you end up debasing yourself for me like your Princess does. Option two, you get the fuck out of this city and never let me see you again, or option one happens." Red told him, channeling his inner villain as he finished his speech. As he finished, he shoved one last handful of stuffing into the dragon, who at this point had a swollen belly that made him almost look pregnant.

Looking into Brawns eyes, Red could see the fear in the dragon, and the hint of pain from his overstuffed innards. With a grin, he grabbed the last pieces, an apple-themed ball-gag (real apples couldn't survive the oven unfortunately) and a large butt-plug to seal in the stuffing. Placing these on the roast, Red looked back to admire his handiwork. The 7-foot-tall draconic mercenary was trussed like a turkey, his body coated with sauce, with his own semen mixed in along his chest. His lower body was bulging, the sheer amount of stuffing in his system filling him nearly to bursting, and with a smile Red decided it was time for this bird to go into the oven. Picking up the massive pan with his enhanced strength, Red opened the oven and slid the roast on in. After filling and setting the auto-baster, he took a step back to admire his handiwork before he heard groans from the next room. The second course just woke up, better go get her ready. He thought, turning to focus on his next captive.

"Welcome back to my kitchen, princess." He greeted the naked dragoness in a really poorly done impression of a butler. "I hope the accommodations are to your liking. The schedule for today is a light round of rape followed by a test run of my new custom built dragon-sized spit, after which you will be served alongside that ruffian."

Lady Change laughed. "Why, that sounds like a positively wonderful day."

Red smirked back at her. "So, you're finally ready to admit you enjoy your visits here? And all it took was some merc coming in and revealing your secret ID to the whole town, if only I'd known."

As he finished his sentence, he saw that that his "rival" was not as amused as he was. "He really did tell everyone, I'm never going to escape being a princess ever again, they'll keep sending people to drag me back to that palace and they'll never let me out of their sight again and..."

Red really wasn't in the mood to deal with a freak out. Forcing her legs apart, he shut her up by lining his cock up with her cunt and slamming it in, fucking her roughly as her draconic frame shuddered. Reaching up, he placed a muscular paw on her throat, squeezing her windpipe as her rippling muscles squeezed her cunt around his cock. With every thrust he watched as her worries melted away and she gave herself over to pleasure.

After a long session of "rape", a timer went off. Red frowned, realizing that he needed to get her on the spit soon if he wanted to have her done in time. Finishing up his fun, he left her panting on the ground as he gathered the basting sauce and started prepping her. As he pushed and pulled her around, he noticed that she went along with everything without a fuss, even though her mind was still recovering from the earlier assault. She's been broken in, only a little bit more and she'll be all mine. He thought as he guided her onto the counter.

Resting on her elbows and knees on the counter, she looked behind herself as he pressed a button and a massive spit attached to a large spitting machine rose from its storage compartment, and at the sight of the massive gleaming point that was soon going to be nestled in her body she felt a renewed wave of pleasure roll through her. "Hey, so, before you run that through me, I just wanted to ask you something. If my parents decide to try and nab me again, could you save me? I'd be really grateful."

"I was planning on doing that anyways, I can't exactly let one of my pets get stolen, now can I?" he responded, a smirk on his face as she shuddered in response.

"I'm not..."

"Yes you are, because you enjoy this, how I treat you, how I pin you down and rape you. You love the heat of the oven as I cook you for your tender juicy meat." To emphasize that, he squeezed her rump, pulling a low moan from her. "And most of all, you love that when you're with me I do all of that despite you being a princess from 'an ancient line of noble dragon monarchs'!" He finished with a boast. "You know all of this, and you know that you are happier when I make all your decisions for you, so why deny it? Why deny what you're meant to be? Something for you to think about while you ride the spit." With that, he pressed the activation button, and the cold metal spit slid forward, parting her pussy lips and pulling a moan from her.

As she felt the spit enter her body, Lady Change realized the truth of those words. She enjoyed the feeling of being raped by someone her parents would have called a "low born peasant", she enjoyed the feeling of the spit as it forced its way through her guts, and most of all she loved the complete and utter loss of control. The spit forces its way through, her large form and draconic strength no match for the massive piece of reinforced metal or the motor forcing it through, and as it pushed into her she felt fuller than she'd ever been before. Looking to the side, she made eye contact with Red Raider, and with a shudder from the spit entering her stomach she gave him a nod, accepting her position, before turning forward and opening her mouth. Don't want to ruin his dinner after all.

As the spit slid up her windpipe, she felt an orgasm build inside her, and when the spit slid out of her mouth, forcing her maw wide open and sliding across the top of her teeth, the felt it release, sending a wave of pleasure through her body. Laying on the counter, a spit running through her end-to-end, she truly was just a piece of meat. She felt Red detach the spit from the machine and put her in a massive machine, with the top, bottom, and one side laced with heating coils, while the front and back held holes for the spit to rest in and the remaining side was a solid glass window, giving her a view of the kitchen, and anyone in the kitchen a wonderful view of her.

As the glass closed and the room heated up, she squirmed along the spit as the constant stimulation teased her, with the rub of the basting brush against her clit sending her over the edge again and again as she roasted, until finally after one orgasm, she couldn't muster the energy to keep her eyes open any longer, and the warmth of the oven filled her entirely before she faded away.

Hours later, as the smell of the roasting dragons filled the air, Red Raider noticed something strange, his oven roast was still alive! A quick check of the sensors showed that the meat was cooking, but somehow the magic the draconic mercenary had imbued his scales with was keeping him alive even as his body cooked around him! Red licked his lips at the sight as Brawn struggled weakly against his bonds, the runes on his scales glowing as they poured magic into his body to keep him alive. Licking his lips, Red gave the struggling meat a wink before moving to set the table.

At the sound of knocking, he ushered his guests into the dining room. "Welcome, everyone. So glad you could take time out of your busy schedules preserving law and order to help me eat a couple of people I beat up and dragged back to my lair." He said, teasing the rabbit women of The Warren. Once the traditional teasing was out of the way, Red gave them a warning about their meal. "He's got some magic keeping him alive despite being cooked, so try not to reveal that you're actually heroes, this guy doesn't seem to care about secret identities."

Sarah, one of the matriarchs of the family, rolled her eyes. "So instead it just looks like Red Raider has a harem of rabbit women. I'm starting to think you didn't just invite us over out of a sense of kindness."

"Well, that doesn't hurt." Red told them. "Now if I could have a couple of volunteers to help serve the meat...?"

"Me and Sandy can help!" Emma popped out, pulling her sister with her. Followed by the two rabbit girls, Red went to get the meat from the kitchen. "Lady Change", or more technically "Princess Eleanor" was first, her roasted carcass pulled from the oven. One end of the spit slid into a grove on a large platter, and Red gently used his strength to lift her massive form upright so that it looked like she was sitting on her legs, her body stretching upwards long the spit. With a bit of fancy rope work, her wings were extended out, framing her delicious body as the glaze steamed off with residual heat. Leaving the girls to fill the rest of the platter with fruits and vegetables, Red went to pull Brawn out of the oven.

Just as expected, the mercenary was still breathing, although it seemed his magic was nearly empty, as he was unable to struggle even a little against the bonds. Pulling the roasted dragon out of the oven, Red leaned over him and whispered in his ear. "A word of advice for when you resurrect: you revealed the identity of a hero, and that means basically none of the heroes in this city will lift a finger to help you if you show up here again. So, unless you actually want to end up with my cock in your ass before being cooked, stay the fuck out of my city."

Smiling at Brawn's feeble attempts to communicate, Red pulled him off the roasting tray and put him on a nice platter, where he was surrounded by a variety of side dishes just like his quarry was. Brawn caught a glimpse of the roasted form of Lady Change as Emma and Sandy finished making her presentable, and his eyes widened as his cock expanded. Red laughed at this. "Down boy, this meal's for naughty sluts who don't cause problems." He said as Emma laughed and Sandy let out an indignant "humph!"

"Come on Sandy, we are sluts, we sleep with out moms and sisters, and I sleep with Red and his other girlfriend. Nothing wrong with that, I'd rather be a slut than a prude." Emma said, comforting her sister with her words as she reached under her shirt to fondle her small but perky tits.

"Focus you two, plenty of time for sex later, we've got four hungry ladies waiting for us in the other room." Red told them, and soon enough the trio had the roasts placed on a pair of carts. Emma and Sandy went first, wheeling out the majestically posed dragoness spitroast to applause from the assembled crown. Lady Change had not endeared herself to The Warren in her first meetings with them, so the sight of her roasted up for their enjoyment gave them almost as much pleasure as the smell of her delicious roasted meat.

Next, Red entered with Brawn. "Who wants turkey?" He asked, gesturing to the bound dragon on the platter. A chorus of appreciative noises came from the assembled ladies when they saw the roast was still alive, and Sarah gave a sly look at the roasted cock twitching under the gaze of several lovely women.

Placing the roasts on the table, Red pulled out a set of carving knives for cutting through the scaly exterior of the roasts to reach the tasty meat on the inside. For himself, he carved off a chunk of tit meat and a hunk of thigh from Lady Change and a slice of rump roast and the lower left arm off of Brawn. As he filled in the gaps on his plate with sides, he took a note of what his guests were carving.

Sarah had beaten her wife Ellen in a game of rock-paper-scissors for Brawn's cock, and as she carved it off of him she looked the dragon in the eye and smiled. Seeing this, Red suppressed a shudder as he made a mental note to make sure that he would always be dead by the time he was served if they beat him in a fight again. Meanwhile, Ellen satisfied herself with a chunk of thigh meat from each roast.

Their older daughters, Elizabeth and Samantha, who had just grown into their powers and joined their mothers as heroes a few months before, eagerly took chunks of both roasts, Elizabeth tending to prefer leg meat while her sister took arm and shoulder meat. Red noticed the difference between the amount they took and the amounts Sandy and Emma took. Everyone else at the table had powers, and a metabolism to match, while Sandy and Emma were still a couple of years away from the ages their sisters had been when their inherited powers had manifested.

Turning back to his own plate, Red took a bite of Brawn's rump roast, discovering a whole brand new flavor. The magic that had kept Brawn alive through cooking was mixed into his flesh, creating a taste unlike anything Red had eaten before. The underlying taste of dragon flesh was there, a mix of chicken and beef, but the magic on top of it made the whole thing so much more than a normal roast. As he bit down, he could feel the magic coursing through his body, filling him with energy, and as he felt his cock slip from his loincloth he realized it was also a powerful aphrodisiac.

Obviously the others at the table came to the same realization, and soon their plates were loaded up with all the delicious male meat they could eat. As Red dug in, he sent an apologetic glance towards the roasted dragoness on the table. Sorry, but you got upstaged sweety. Although if I could figure out how to make you taste like this... As his thoughts trailed off, he noticed that Brawn was starting to drift off. Tapping the side of his glass, he called for a toast. "Ladies, to the wonderful dragons who provided this meal, Brawn and Princess Eleanor!" As the rabbit ladies echoed the toast, he smiled at Brawn, who was struggling to stay alive. "Hopefully if the princesses parents send any more mercenaries to take her home they are all as delicious as he is."

The Warren echoed his sentiments, Sarah taking one last bite of Brawn's cock meat and moaning nearly orgasmically as the dragon closed his eyes for the last time. With the dragon dead, Red took out a knife and sliced off his head for a trophy, meanwhile the ladies resumed their feast on his flesh. Red finished his first plate, the juiciness of the tit meat mixing wonderfully with the magic enhanced flavor of the rest of Brawn's rump, and loaded up another plate, and around him he noticed his guests doing the same. Red then took off his mask, finally becoming Blake Hunter again after hours of being in costume. As they ate, the cluster of heroes and their villainous rival chatted and flirted the night away.

"You know, you could eat like this all the time if you joined me as villains." Blake told them.

"Yeah, and all we'd have to do is lose the massive amount of money the government gives us for 'heroically fighting to save the city from the forces of evil!'" Sarah responded.

"Plus, if we did the whole city would think you somehow seduced us from lesbianism with your magic cock and turned us into your harem." Ellen added. "No one would ever respect us again, and for villains reputation is everything."

"Fair enough." Blake held up his hands in defeat, picking up Brawn's lower right leg and tearing a bite out of it, spitting out the layer of scales as he chewed.

Emma finished quickly, the aphrodisiac effect of Brawn's meat running through her as she slid down in her chair and moved towards towards his erect cock, while the rest of her family had varied reactions. Sandy took the opportunity to grab her sisters pants, sliding them down and digging a finger into her cunt, while Elizabeth refilled her plate then slid into Sarah's lap, to the amusement of her mother who responded by giving her daughter a small bite on the shoulder. "Interrupt my meal again and I might cook you up myself." She teased her daughter as she finished her meal, her legs pulling Elizabeth in as her their bodies ground together. Elizabeth smiled through her full mouth, enjoying the combination of sex and food. To the side, Samantha had finished wolfing down her own meal while Ellen was taking her time. Ellen noticed the beginning of the orgy and caught her daughter eyeing her, so she spread her legs apart and went back to work as her daughter eagerly dived between her thighs to start eating her out.

The resulting orgy would last for hours, only briefly being interrupted by the need to put the leftovers away. The next morning, the ladies of The Warren would head back home, except for Emma, who stayed to help Blake make his "evil schemes" and Sandy, who really just wanted to have more sex with Emma.

Blake put up Brawn's head in his trophy room, another plague

Brawn woke up in the resurrection chamber a few days later and wisely decided to skip town, not wanting to experience a repeat.

And Lady Change, or rather Princess Eleanor, woke up around the same time. On the way back home, she mentally went over her last death, and she remembered Red's words. "I can't let one of my pets get stolen." Is that what I am, a pet? She felt a surge of excitement run through her as the image of Red Raider, standing over her and commanding her to suck his long, glorious dick while an oven pre-heated in the background...

Alright, so maybe I do enjoy being dominated by him, that doesn't mean I'm going to give up my life and go be his pet full time or anything. She looked around at her apartment, empty of any decorations and barely the size of the cleaning closets in the palace she'd grown up in. Although it's not like I'd be giving up much... Still, I have my dignity, and if he wants me as his pet he'll have to work for it! I'm not going to just go crawling to him and beg him to put a collar on my neck.

With that settled, she sat in her chair and checked her messages, and found herself knee deep in the mess that was having a secret identity revealed. Although not having to deal with this is sounding more tempting by the minute.