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Across the barn, as more women woke up, they found themselves naked, in chains, and with a particularly vicious itch that had been building up while they slept.

"Now that you have woken up, you will begin your most important job," the tigress said. "The empire needs food to feed its people, but that is not the job you will fill. You are not destined to be common laborers." She waited for the sounds of struggling against the chains to stop.

"Your job is the life of the city itself. The magic that protects it is not infinite- its defenses require energy. You will provide this energy. In a few minutes, the guards and workers are going to get off work and out of training. Many will be very stressed- it will be your job to take that stress out of them. Those who produce more energy will be rewarded. Those who cause problems will be punished."

Immediately people began screaming and struggling against the chains, but it was to no avail.

"Those of you who behave will even be given a measure of freedom," she continued. "Those who try to run away, well... you don't need your feet to do your work here, though some guards prefer you use them. Remember- we didn't find you, you found us."

As soon as she said those words, Nal heard the barn doors open. She tried to get off her bed and reach her clothes, but the chains wouldn't let her even get off the bed. She saw tall shadows stretch down the hallway, and she heard other girls begin screaming. She pulled against the chains with all her might, but they didn't give. Then a man walked in front of her stall.

The alligator looked at her up and down, sizing her up. Her eyes went wide and she covered her breasts with her hands, and tried to hold her legs in a way that hid her bottom. The alligator kept moving down the rows, and more and more men began walking down, giving her the same kind of stare.

A bull saw the horse girl on the other side of her, and evidentally saw something he liked. He pulled out a metal tag of some sort and put in the mailbox attached to the horse's stall. He walked in and began stripping. The horse girl started crying, trying to shrink into the wall behind her. The bull kneeled on her bed, then grabbed the chains attached to her legs and pullled her to him. She tried to hold onto the head of the bed, but there was no grip. He put both of her legs around his waist.

From behind, Nal could see him thrust into her. The horse girl's legs tensed as she cried out. The bull slowly pulled out, then thrust back into her with a grunt. Her legs clenched around his torso. Nal could see the shackled on the horse's legs- they were glowing... pink. It was slight at first, but the more the bull thrust, and as the horse girl's screams turned to moans, the chains glowed brighter pink. Then a wolverine stepped in front of her stall, and looked in at Nal.

He looked like one of the men from her dream- the strong, stout wolvrine who put her on his shoulders, naked against his neck.

"Well looky here," he said, walking slowly toward her. "You're not even doing anything and you're making energy!"

Nal looked down at her own cuffs- they were glowing a slight pink, waves of energy moving from her wrists down to the bottom of her bed. Between watching what was happening across the aisle and the dreams she woke up from, she was feeling very tense. She didn't respond to the wolverine.

"Damn, you're already soaked," he said, eyeing her sheets. "Those vitamins really got to you, huh?"

She shook her head, mildly confused, and he laughed.

"That's a shame. Someone cute as you shouldn't just be taken," he said. "So I'll tell you what. I'm going to do you a favor. I'll help you produce some extra energy. If I can't make you want it, I won't take it. If I can, then when you get your reward, you come find me."

"How are you going to make extra energy?" she asked.

"Heh. How indeed," he said.

He walked into her stall, then kneeled on her bed. Nal immediately crawled backwards, trying to escape the advancing wolverine.

"Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you," he said.

He leaned over and laid down on her bed, stomach down. He moved his head under her legs, and she changed position, trying to see what he was doing. The change let him shove his mouth straight into her dripping sex and start licking.

At first, Nal was afraid- there was a total stranger way too close to a part of her she never let anyone near. But as his tongue went in and out, her cuffs glowed brighter and brighter pink. He stuck his finger in her, rubbing her different ways, and she began squirming against him.

In the back of her mind, she knew something was wrong. She should not have been enjoying this as much as she was- she didn't even know this person. But this thought was soon crushed by the 'vitamin' brought onslaught of endorphins.

Subconsciously, she wrapped her legs loosely around his head, squeezing him between her thighs. He didn't seem to mind it, though. His eyes closed, he looked relaxed, focusing only on getting his tongue as deep in her as he could. She didn't know how long they went like that- time seemed to stop having any relevance- but before she knew it, a powerful feeling started building up deep within her. She started squeezing his head tighter, trying to shove him deeper into her, moaning louder. When she came, her juices sprayed all over the wolverine's lower face, drenching his chin, cheeks and nose.

She breathed heavily, staring up at the ceiling, riding the feeling. The wolverine pushed her legs open wider, then crawled up over her, his face next to hers.

"So, how do you feel?" he whispered in her ear. "Did you like that?"

She didn't answer him. She looked at the cuff on her arm- it was dimming from an almost white glow back to a powerful pink. She had never felt this way before, and she wasn't sure how to answer the stranger.

He leaned back so she could see his drenched face, and then he kissed her. It wasn't a long kiss, just long enough for her to taste herself on his lips. The cuffs started glowing bright again.

He pulled his pants down, and laid his dick on her snatch. She tried to look down, but he laid down on her and put his shoulder under her head, and she couldn't see. She could feel his entire body pressing down on her, and she could barely breathe.

"Let me know when to stop," he said, but she couldn't answer. He pulled back, and slowly started driving into her. She breathed out as he bottomed out in her, and then he started moving in and out of her, slowly.

Tortuously.

Her head already fogged, and the aphrodisiacs in full effect ,she began trying to hump him back, but he wouldn't let her. He just chuckled at her, held her still until she quit moving, and slowly started humping again. She whined- this slow pace was driving her crazy! She tried moving into a position she could move from, but he was too heavy, and she couldn't push him up. Finally, she just laid back, trying to endure the agonizing itch in her loins. When the wolverine saw she had given up, he grinned- and shoved one, hard thrust in. She cried out, and tried to thrust back, but he was still in control. When she stopped wiggling again, he gave her another hard thrust. This time, she cried out, but she didn't try to thrust back- and he gave her another one. She clawed at the bedsheets under her. He wrapped his arms around her back, and she held him- fingernails scratching into his back. He kissed her again, this time not letting it go as he kept thrusting. She moaned as he sucked her tongue into his mouth, trying as hard as she could to not thrust back lest he start moving slowly again. He grabbed her breast with his right hand and squeezed it, and she squealed. She wrapped her legs around his waist and shoved him into herself. Unable to hold himself back anymore, he started thrusting harder and faster. Still kissing her, he watched as her eyes rolled back into her head and her pussy began clamping down on him. He began exploding into her. He held himself deep in her as he could, and she felt the hot juices filling her up. The wolverine shoved as deep and hard as he could, mashing into her.

A few seconds later, the wolverine went slack, and sprawled out over her body. She lied there, feeling full for the second time in a long, long time. He crawled up off of her, and she breathed in. He rubbed her stomach and looked over her body, quite satisfied with himself- her entire coat of fur was lathered in sweat, and his crotch was covered in her juices. She was still looking up at the ceiling in nothing in particular, just breathing.

"Hey," he said. She looked at him. "What's your name?"

"Nal," she said between breaths. "you?"

"I'm Bersi," he said. "How much more do you have to go for today's quota?"

She looked at him, confused.

"What do you mean, quota?"

He laughed, then gestured to the large black rock under her bed- over half of it now glowing pink. She stared at it. "What... what is that?"

"The pink is how much energy you got today. You have to get a minimum of half every day- looks like you're already there. The more pleasure you and whoever you're with feel, the more it feels up. Works with fear and pain, too. If you fill it up to the top, you get rewards."

"I have to... I have to do this every day?" she asked.

"Yeah, except, if you're bored or too fast, or the guy isn't happy, you have to do a lot more than one. If you don't get enough, you get punished. That means you have to take duty in the criminal barracks to make up for the energy."

Her eyes started watering up. "I don't want to do this every day, though. I want to work. I wanted to get a good life- work for food, like daddy and momma did for us before. They said I was gonna work on a farm, not... not..." she started breaking down crying.

Bersi felt sick in his stomach. Something about this was starting to feel very wrong.

"What do you mean, work on the farm?" he asked. "This is a mage-brothel; the farmers live on the other side of the compound."

"I didn't have a home, and they said- they said I could go to a farm, and work, and they'd give me a job-" she gestured at the building. "They never said anything about this!"

Bersi felt his throat swell up. He wrapped his arm around her, and he held her close to him.

"what..." she asked, choking up. "What did you think I was here for? You didn't see the girls who didn't want it? Who screamed?"

Bersi hugged her tighter. "They told us you all signed up for this, but you were... new. They said you knew what was going on, but you signed up for it. Said you owed debt or were trying to get out of a jail sentence."

She started crying. Angry that she'd been lied to, hurt that she'd been betrayed by people who said they cared about her, and afraid of what the future held. She didn't want any of it, but now it was going to be her life.

Bersi held her next to him. The scale of the crime being committed stared weighing on him- there were two other barns. One was full, and the other was high security. All the girls here were new, but the others had women that had been here for at least five years, and had several children- the other one was the high security, that held the misbehaving ones. He never went to that one, but he heard the women there were the ones who caused problems in the other barn... he shuddered.

"Hey," he said, "look at me."

Nal looked up, face soaked.

"I don't know what's going on here, but maybe I can help," he said. "I'll help you get to your max, everyday," he said. "If you get enough reward points, you can request a job transfer."

"I don't want to have... how many do I need?" she asked.

"One hundred," he said.

She looked at him, eyes begging him to say he was lying. Forcing himself to keep looking her in the eye hurt.

"I can't get you out of this," he said, "not right away. But if you stay over your quota, the mistress won't pump you with aphrodisiacs to make you like it when strangers come in here and take you- you won't even have to let the strangers come in."

She sobbed.

"Anyway," he said, "I'll be back tomorrow. I promise you. You won't have to let anyone else in today, okay?"

"Wait," she said, sniffling. "I- I have to reach my max, or someone else will come, and..." she looked down. "I don't want to do this all my life- I don't want to do it at all- but I'd rather only do it with one stranger than a lot."

He grinned, and pointed to the large square block under her bed.

"Remember when I said it works with pain and fear, too? You're done today."

She looked under her bed- the rock was glowing a bright pink white, completely full of emotional energy. She stared at it.

"Anyway, I only have a few hours left to eat supper and get washed- I'll be back tomorrow. You don't have to let anyone in you don't want to. I'll bring you something tomorrow," he said. "Would you like a book to read?"

"A book?" she asked.

"Yeah. Gotta have something to fill your time in the day. Want one?"

"Yes," she said, "That'd be great. Thank you."

"You're quite welcome, Miss Nal," he said. And with that, he went to finish his job.

Even with the sounds of moaning and flesh slapping all around her, she could only think about what just happened. She wasn't going to like living here, but he would make it better. And knowing that somebody cared for her again, truly knowing it, made her feel so much better. He was even going to bring her a present-

a book she didn't know how to read.

She slapped her forehead and groaned. She had completely forgotten she couldn't read, and now he was going to bring her a book. She looked up across from her.

The horse across the aisle had barely filled up half of her block. A small line had formed up, waiting for a chance at the mare- at the moment, a wolf was drilling her tailhole, a snake-man was fucking her throat with two penises, and a boar was bearing down from above, filling her with his spunk.

Nal rubbed her thighs together. Getting turned like this just from watching someone else... she turned over on her side so she wouldn't see. Maybe if people kept fucking the mare every day, she wouldn't have to have sex with anybody- just have to watch. Failing to go to sleep, she lied on her side for hours, listening to the moans and breathing the hormones, getting hornier and hornier.

She hoped Bersi got back soon. She didn't know how long she was going to last.