Gloria: The Dancer
Gloria's beautiful white feline fur glittered in the hot lights of the stage as she danced her erotic dance before the throng of drunk men. She hated dancing like this, but it is what she was raised to do. She lived as a slave amongst the humans. Though they treated her well enough, as long as she did what she was told, she still didn't like it.
Roberto had bought her at one of the auction houses in New York while she was still young, probably about two or three years old, and brought her to his home in the outskirts of a small Indiana city. He raped her for the first time when she was nine years old. Which in human years is about 18 since anthro age at about twice the rate of people. Gloria could still remember that day. She had just gotten out of her school lessons, which were required by law. He picked her up from school as normal.
'Today,' he said, 'was your last day of school. I am no longer required to send you, so I won't. Now, you are mine all day, and it is time for you to grow up and be a woman.'
'But,' she said, 'I like...' that was all she got out before Roberto took the back of his hand across her face.
'There is no 'buts,' unless you consider your own.' he said. We were both quiet for the rest of the ride home.
'Go to my bedroom and wait for me,' Roberto said when he and Gloria entered his house. Gloria did so.
'Undress,' he said when he finally entered into the bedroom.
'But,' Gloria tried to get out, but Roberto smacked her again across the face before she could even get out half the syllable. Then he started ripping her clothes off till the only thing that covered her was her soft white fur. Roberto then undressed himself and began to message his member till it was stiff. He stuck it in Gloria's face and said, 'kiss it.' Gloria did, and as she did, he forced it into her mouth. She struggled to get his cock out of her mouth, but he had his hands forcing her mouth over his erect penis. He began to work it back and forth in her mouth, then she bit down. Roberto yelped with anger and removed his penis from her mouth. Gloria was afraid of hurting Roberto, so she had only bit down hard enough to startle him, and not cause any serious damage, but that didn't matter to Roberto. He slammed her hard with his closed fist in the side of her head knocking her across the bed. Then he walked over and picked her up by the scruff of her neck and threw her on the bed. He grabbed her by the base of her tail and rubbed his cock on her anus. Then he thrust it in as hard as he could. Gloria's rectum burned as if a fire had been lit under her tail. Since then, Gloria has never disobeyed Roberto, for fear that he might eventually kill her.
In the mornings, she would wake up as they tossed her breakfast. Her morning chow, a can of Feline Anthro-feed, tasted most assuredly of ass. Afterwards, she was givern twenty-five minutes to take a bath, then she was led to the room where she would get her dance lessons.
Her dance instructor, Thomas, was a strict human. If she even so much as missed a beat by a millisecond, he would smack her with the little leather thong he carried with him. Thomas was Roberto's brother, so Roberto paid him well. Roberto offered Gloria to Thomas on many occassions for sexual purposes, but Thomas would never have her. Thomas is gay, and not attracted to the opposite sex, be they anthro or human. Gloria spent three hours every morning with Thomas.
After her lessons, she was led into the exercise room, where she would get her usual three hour workout. Her first two hours was spent jumping rope, and doing jumping jacks, situps, cartwheels, flips, handstands, and practicing the balance beam, not always in that order, nor always all of the above. Her last hour was spent running on the treadmill.
When she finished with her exercising, she would go to see her favorite person, Anna. Anna was a nice old lady who loved cats, Gloria knew this because Anna had told her so. Anna told Gloria she owned almost twenty cats or more, 'the actual felines,' she had said, 'not anthros like yourself, deary. I could never imagine myself owning a person...' That had been the first time in her life that she was ever treated like a human. Anna was Gloria's make-up artist, and she spent an hour with Anna before and after each show every day to be pruned and picked, combed and brushed, and made up to be the 'most beautiful thing alive' as Anna said.
Gloria finished the last song for the day, then she turned and walked off the stage. From the stage, she walked along a small hallway which led her to her dressing room where she met up with Anna. She couldn't help but to think of how much she hated being owned by Roberto, and how much she wished Anna would have bought her.
When she entered the room, Roberto was there along with Anna.
'You're getting old Mrs. Marie,' Roberto was saying, 'too old to be working for me. I know that you have years of experience on this man, but he's apart of the new age of this 'Industry,' and, well, we need to move on and expand our surroundings. I have to let you go.' Gloria finally realized what was happening. Roberto was taking away the only thing she loved. The only reason she lived.
'But Roberto,' Gloria said, 'Anna is the best we have.' At this Roberto turned to Gloria and smacked her across the face and saying, 'Go take a bath. Your filthy. Then once you're done, go to your room. I have a visitor waiting for you.'
'And here,' he said throwing a brush at her, 'brush out your filth, I want you looking decent for this visitor. I'm gonna be paying good money for you to look good.'
Gloria took one last saddend look at the one person she loved, Anna Marie, then she turned to the door and headed for the bath. Gloria cried for the first time since she was nine, but she only cried while she was in the bathtub, for she knew if Roberto caught her, he would only make it worse. After a while, she began to wonder what Roberto had meant by he had a 'visitor' waiting for her. Could it be this new man who was going to be her new make-up artist? She would soon find out, but she wasn't really sure if she wanted to know.
Gloria finished bathing, and made an attempt to dry off as best she could with the few towels she had. Normally, after her night bath Anna would use a blow drier, and comb her hair out while it dried. But now she had niether the blow drier, nor Anna. So she did her best, then walked down the hall to her room where she began to comb out her hair. Having feline in her, she could bend and twist her body so she could pretty much access all of her fur, so she did do a fairly decent job of grooming herself.
About an hour later, Roberto entered into the room with another man. The man was about five and a half feet tall, probably a foot taller than Gloria, and seemed fairly skinny, with short bleach blonde hair. 'Jason,' Roberto said, 'meet my star attraction, Gloria.'
'Beautiful little thing ain't she.' Jason said, 'now I see why it was so salty a price. I'm gonna have fun shaggin this one, and to be able to work with such a masterpiece of anthro beauty. You definately have a star on your hands. Hell, I bet I could get her into the acting industry if you wish it. I even know a few people.'
'We'll see about that later, see how well you do with her tomorrow.' Roberto said, 'but as for you Gloria, get on the bed.' Roberto pulled a two sets of handcuffs out of his pockets, and handcuffed Gloria's hands behind her back, and also handcuffed her feet together. The handcuffs on her hands only had a single link between them, but the ones on her feet had a good foot or so of room. Oftentimes Roberto would 'pull out the cuffs,' he'd say, when he wanted 'a little fun.'
Roberto left the room after handcuffing Gloria saying, 'now Gloria, you play nice, and you two have fun.'
Gloria had never been with anyone but Roberto before this night, so it was very awkward to be in the room with another man that wanted her.
'So how old are you?' Jason asked her as he began to get undressed.
'Fifteen,' Gloria answered hesitantly.
'Fifteen, eh? Good age, when was your first?' he asked.
'Twelve.' She lied.
'Good, you're well broke in, but not overdone,' ha stated as he finished taking his clothes off and began to climb up on the bed. He positioned her on her knees as he stood on the bed and placed is soft penis in her face. 'Go ahead,' he said, 'I'm sure you know what your doing.' Gloria grabbed the cock in her mouth and began to massage it with her tongue till it was well wet and good and hard. Then Jason pulled her away and told her to set still. Jason walked around the bed till he was behind Gloria, then grabbing her by the hips, he brought her waist up to his. Jason messaged her soft opening with his penis, then slowly he slipped inside her. Back and forthe he worked himself in her. Gloria moaned with feigned pleasure, something she had grown accustomed to doing for Roberto. Quicker and harder became Jason's pace until finaly he released his seed inside Gloria, then his pace slowed and finally worked to a stop. Gloria caressed Jason with her tail, something else Roberto had always liked.
Fortunately, anthros and humans can't get each other pregnant, it is genetically impossible. Even thought the genes are very closely related, the scientists that created the species were not able to make them compatible with human reproduction.
'Your fur is very soft,' Jason said, 'I really enjoyed myself, and I look forward to our next time.' he finished as he was putting on his pants, and as he did so, something shiny and red fell from his pocket that neither he nor Gloria noticed at the time. Jason left the room feeling quite please with Gloria's performance.
After about ten minutes, Roberto came back into the room and unlocked the handcuffs for Gloria. He then sat at the edge of the bed and ordered her on her knees with a motion of his hand. Then he removed his cock from his pants. Gloria knew what was expected of her, so she assumed the position and started licking on Roberto's cock, and masturbating him. After he became stiff, she stuck his member in her mouth, messaging it, and slowly coaxing out his seed. Roberto moaned loudly and threw his head back. He was very much enjoying himself. Gloria drank every last drop of his seed as she knew she must.
'Shwew,' Roberto sighed, 'I swear, Gloria, you get better at that every time you do it, and since you did such a good job tonight, and scored me some new buisiness, I think I'll give you your favorite, meatloaf.' Roberto stood up and zipped his pants up, then proceeded to a locked cupboard where he retrieved Gloria's canned meal.
'Roberto,' Gloria said softly, 'may I spead to you?'
Roberto sighed again and said, 'I suppose, Gloria. What is it?"
Gloria hesitated, but she felt she had to say it. She didn't really mind pleasing Roberto, but she felt dirty pleasing anyone else.
'I don't like...' she hesitated, then thinking a little she rephrased what she was about to say. 'I don't mind it when it's you I'm pleasing, but when it's someone else...' she trailed off.
"Jason is a good kid.' Roberto said, 'He's Well learned in his profession, and he'll do my buisiness well.'
'But,' she knew she made mistake the minute she said it. Roberto smacked her across the face so hard that it knocked her to the floor, and then threw her plate of meatloaf he had been preparing at her. "You'll like it you little snotty bitch of a whore, or you won't eat.' he said. She hated it when he called her that, she hated it when he hit her, and she hated it when he got mad at her. She hated it so much that she could kill him. Then she opened her eyes, and there before her was a five inch blade atop a bright red handle. She grabbed the knife, stood up and said, 'I'm sorry, Roberto, but you've taken the only thing away from me that I have to look forward to every day. You've paid to have my body trained to do what it can do, and you've raised me since I was young, but I can't continue to let you do it any longer.' She spun around in time to catch Roberto's closed fist aimed at her head, then drove the blade of the knife deep into his chest, piercing his lung, then she pulled it loose, and stabbed him again, and again, untill he was dead.
Gloria took Roberto's keys from him and ran to the door. She ran down the halway that led to the emergency exit that was always locked, then fumbled for the key, and unlocked the door. She ran out into a dark alley lined with grime, trashbins, and covered in darkness. As she stood there leaning on the door looking blankly at the sky, she realized what she had done. She had killed her master, so the police would be looking for her, she was out, alone, she was considered a stray, but most importantly, she was free, and at that moment, that's all that mattered to her.