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#10 of Dungeons and Adders
Chapter 10 of Dungeons & Adders.
Chapter 10
Piav and Tiltilla sighed in relief as they stood in front of their home, a rundown tenement of dreary grey brick that towered over them ominously.
They walked the doorway, nervously eyeing the pair of otter enforcers that Blackthorn kept on his payroll.
"Hey, cuties.", one of them said, twirling his leather cat as he leered at the young ferrets. "What say you get over here and tongue our assholes."
"And in return, we'll stick some big things up yours.", his partner chuckled, lifting his kilt to show the smaller mustelids his thick cock.
"Perhaps if I ever need money.", Tiltilla replied, hurrying Piav past the burly otters.
The interior of the tenement looked much like its exterior, the crumbling plaster and depressing grey colors adding to the dreary atmosphere.
The ferrets made their way up the creaking stairs to Blackthorn's second floor officer, eager to pay their slumlord and retire to their room.
As they approached their landlord's office, they began to hear muffled sobs and cries.
Getting closer to the office door, they began to pick out Blackthorn's voice speaking.
"Now, Cheesefilcher, your debt has still not been paid.", the hedgehog's low gravelly voice droned on. "Fortunately for your continued good health, Miss Pinebrush here has been gracious enough to buy your debt, so there'll be no need to toss you from the roof of my building."
That's right, he borrowed those silvers a month ago, Tiltilla remembered, grimacing as he guessed the rat's probable fates.
"Sadly for you, rat, I've no need for a malebeast.", a female voice, likely Pinebrush's, said. "However, that can be fixed quite easily."
Creak!
"Come in.", Blackthorn grumbled. "Don't just lurk outside my door."
Tiltilla took a deep breath and entered his landlord's office, hoping to find the old hedgehog in a good mood.
"Forgive the intrusion, sir.", the ferret said as he entered the room, stifling a fearful gasp as he observed the scene in front of him.
Cheeseflicher, a rather young piebald rat, laid hogtied and gagged atop Blackthorn's table, stripped completely naked.
"Hello, cute thing.", a black-furred squirrel female, likely Pinebrush, said she stood behind the unfortunate rat, one paw grasping his nutsack, the other wielding a razor sharp knife. "You wouldn't happen to have any outstanding debts, would you?"
"Tiltilla.", the black-quilled hedgehog greeted from behind his corner desk. "Continue, Miss Pinebrush."
The ferret grimaced as Pinebrush turned her attentions back to poor Cheeseflicher, expertly slitting his nutsack and extracting its contents.
"MMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!", the rat squealed as he was castrated, struggling vainly.
"Miss Pinebrush here bought Cheesefilcher's debt.", Blackthorn explained. "As I recalled, you owe me a debt."
Pinebrush's expression twisted into an evil grin as she leered at Tiltilla, which quickly twisted into a frown as the ferret handed the hedgehog the coins.
"It would seem Tiltilla and Piav no longer have an outstanding debt.", the hedgehog said. "Until tomorrow, that is."
The squirrel began grinning again as she dropped Cheesefilcher's severed testicles into a jar of brine.
"Good fortune in the future, pretty.", Pinebrush said insincerely as a pair of otters picked up her still sobbing slave and followed her from the room.
"Good night, Mister Blackthorn.", Tiltilla said, hurrying back to his room.
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