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Kevin Foxboy 12) Chromes and Vets

When I was brought back to Kennel Nine I wanted to Submit to Chauncey, to pay him for hurting him. He said he'd never been afraid of a fox before, I had to pay for hurt and make afraid. I agreed, I knew I was wrong, I begged for pain from him. His shoulder was better, the cut healed; he was Second Chrome now. All the mixes had seen me Punished and knew I was still in big pain, but the two Chrome wolves had a right to hurt me more. They hit my snout, my jaws, my neck. Arms. Legs. Tummy.

They pushed me against a wall, up on my back paws. Then they hit me between my legs, hit my balls, to make me fall down with pain. I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. It was enough for them, to make me crawl and gasp for air. And kiss and lick their back paws. And beg to Obey them, like they were Masters.

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Kennels have three Chrome Collar slaves to lead the others to Obey. The boss Human tells the Guards who tell the Chromes. They tell the young Chromes and older Leathers, who tell the rest, who tell the Steels. The wolves do this before Training, it's a pack way to live. Betty the foxgirl had been the fourth Chrome after Clarence, Chuck, Chauncey. Now she was broken, couldn't be that strong. The Kennel needed a new Third Chrome.

When the Guard took me out of Sex Training and put the snout cuff on me I got afraid. But the weight of it and the pull of the leather around my head felt ... good. It felt right, a slave should be held by leather and made quiet. Outside had taught me Wait; Whip taught me Obey. In the Big Room I saw Stan the tigerboy held between two New Women by two leashes. Were they both Owner?

Stan looked like he was hot. His fur was thick but not so thick he should be panting! It's the only way we dogs cool down but Stan was a cat! The Women looked confused. One pulled him to Her at the same time the other pulled the other leash. Stan did something that made me stop breathing and stare in big terror -- he Broke Training Big -- he turned and ... Bit a Human!

I didn't know what was happening, I couldn't move! I'm a fox, so I couldn't do anything even if I could move. There was a loud Scream and I heard that feel sick sound I'd heard from the Kitchen Duty Mouse who broke his ankle. Stan did that! To a Human! To a Mistress!

Stan's big. Even for a tigerboy. Over two and a half meters when he stood up tall. He could crush a Woman just falling on Her. One of the Guards ran to the wall, wiggled it a while, and opened a hole. He picked up something and turned to Stan. Stan wasn't on his knees, he looked ... angry?! He growled! He looked at me like I was food! Meat! He Pounced!

I still couldn't move, what was wrong with me? With Stan? The Guard's hand made a soft noise, I just saw two quick ... things hit Stan. He froze in midair and fell, jerking around a while and then stopped. At least he wasn't still trying to eat me!

I saw a Big Thing move fast to the Door and heard it buzz when three big Humans ran through. They pushed a long flat thing like the Vet's Exam Table on wheels, ran to the Hurt Mistress and put Her on it. They gave Her a Shot and ran out with Her; Her friend got inside of the Big Thing as They put the Hurt Mistress in the back. The Big Thing looked like it was eating Them all then ran away. There was lots of noise and bright lights.

I was NEVER going to know about the odd things Humans did!

The Mistress Vet ran up near Stan, out of paw reach. She had something in Her hands too. "I've got it Covered" She said. But She had no blanket on Stan, what was covered? It was more Human Words. More Guards came with the Boss Human. His face looked white, like the blood left it. They had the long Hand Things, that stick out like poles but have holes in the end. They looked mad but sure of themselves.

I finally made a sound. I tried to talk but still had on the snout cuff. The Humans wouldn't bother listening to a slave. The Guard with the Hand Thing that hit Stan pulled two things out of his fur and three of them pulled his paws to drag him to the Wall where they chained mixes for Punishment Whip. I thought Stan was limp, but he started moving a bit as they chained him. Big chains. Thick chains. Even Stan would be held. For Punishment Whip.

Suddenly the Mistress Vet moved to Stan. She said a New Word, ohmygod. She saw some blood on his neck, told the Guards to hold Stan hard, and moved his collar. I saw a little blood on an odd bite. She said loudly, "Where has this thing been? Has he been Out?" It was a Question, I had to Answer. A Guard saw me kneeling and pawing my snout cuff. A Human had put it there and the Guard knew I knew better than to try to push it off. He loosened it and told me to say what I knew.

I knew Stan had gone Outside a few days before with a Guard who had let him stay overnight. When he came back the next morning he rubbed his neck but didn't say anything. He was a slave, no one cared if his neck was sore. His Kennel Chromes were mad at him since Humans said it was their fault Stan was hurt; the Chromes had Duty to keep the Kennel slaves and should have seen to Stan. The Mistress Vet looked mad so I went quiet.

She talked to Her hand and I heard the buzz of the Front Door. She went Outside, looked around, and put some white hands over Her own. She picked up a dead squirrel animal. Not a Squirrel mix, an actual dumb animal. It had its teeth showing and its mouth a little open. Every mix had learned never to do that. My mind was trying to move fast but kept staying put, it was an odd feeling. Mistress Vet put the thing in a Sample Bag and came back Inside. Her mouth was turned in an odd way. She went past the Boss Human and the Guards like She didn't see them. Of course She wouldn't see Stan or me, we were just slave mixes.

Stan didn't get Punishment Whip. I didn't know why. They unchained him as Master Vet came with a cage on wheels; He and the Guards put Stan in. Both Vets took him to the Vet Office. The Boss Human turned to look at me. I got afraid but He spoke quietly. "Fox! Look at Me!" I looked up so He could see my collar, as I had learned.

"Oh, uh, Kevin. Again where there's trouble?" I whimpered, "Please, I didn't do anything, Master! Please Mercy!" I had no idea why He was mad, but He was looking at me! Boss Master told me He knew, and He had Made a Decision.

"Kevin, you've Grown Up here, in your mind as well as body. You've learned Duty like all the other mixes. You've been where there's trouble, and you've suffered Punishment. But you've asked to give help, to a mouseboy, to a foxgirl, and you've called the Guards for help. You obey orders but you act without always needing to be told what to do. Other mixes learn first, then do what they're told. Your kennel needs a Third Chrome."

"Everyone, this is ..." He looked at my collar again. "Kevin FoxBoy Four Seven. As of now, he's Kennel Nine's Third Chrome."

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I was taken to new Training. I still had Duty and Sex Training but no time for Try It Yourself, in the Big Room. Gray Hair and some Above Guards Humans did the Chrome Collar Training. They used a lot of Words I had learned. They told me to Think and use Words back. And of course, Learn and Obey.

I had to Keep Track of Slaves. The Humans knew I'd done some of this as a Leather, watching mixes in their cages and telling Chromes when the straw needed changing. The mix knew it was used, I knew how to change it, the Chromes said OK, I went to fetch new straw. I cleaned cages of young mixes, taught older ones to clean, put the old straw on the Waste Cart. Watched them put down new straw. Took the Cart to the Burn Up wall hole.

I'd seen Leathers do this when I was Steel. I'd seen Chromes give Orders when I was Leather. Chuck the First Chrome told me when to do the New Duty I'd learned. Even Chauncey stopped teasing me, he'd answer my Chrome Duty questions. He treated me OK Now. I'd hit him, and let him hit back to pay for it. He knew my fox strength and that I knew my place under the wolves. My place in their pack had just changed with my collar.

I felt very bad for Betty. I told Gray Hair while I was Chrome Trained. I spoke without anger, only Respect for Masters. She was months older than I was, and a little older than Chauncey. She should have been Third Chrome, then Second when Clarence was sold. I was calm and used many words, and begged Them to say if I knew the right way to Run the Kennel.

The Humans listened to me! They didn't get Angry. They looked at each other, as if They could talk without mouth sound. Gray Hair said I was a Good Boy, I knew how Run Kennel should work. Yes. But Betty was hurt, she'd even Submitted to me when I acted strong, I helped her in Little Outside. She would stay Fourth Chrome. Kevin, you WILL be Third and you WILL Obey!

I Submitted. They were Masters.