FSE

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Haley was dragged by the leash attached to the collar around her pink scaly neck to a room in which her captor, Fu-Dog, who she thought was her friend, turned the knob to open it. He quickly yanked her inside and towards a desk and chair which was ironically turned towards the window which let in moonlight to give the room an eerie feel, one that scared the little dragoness to the bone, afear which was accented by the strange sounds coming from behind the desk.

Fu-Dog climbed up into the chair while Haley's head continued turning to look for any possible exits, while at the same time still struggling to yank the collar off from around her neck. The material, however, was surprisingly strong for something that felt like leather. No matter how much she tugged and clawed at the durable collar, not even a scratch would show to give her any hope of escape.

Getting rather impatient, Fu-Dog cleared his throat to make his presence known. Haley, knowing escape was futile, tried looking over the large desk at whoever was sitting on the other side in the large cushioned chair. However when she tried flapping her wings to gain more height, Fu-Dog yanked on the leash, which quickly made her fold her wings back against her body.

The chair turned around slowly, Haley catching a glimpse of grey scales as she dropped back to the floor. If she was only taller, she could see who it was. She heard Fu-Dog talking to the stranger. He seemed to be talking about selling her to whoever behind the desk. During the conversation, something dropped to the floor. Haley noticed a young Harpy, looking to be in her early teenage years with more a more pink coloring than purple like the Harpies she had seen before, come from one side of the desk, something white dripping under her. Haley could immediately tell what the gooey liquid was, and the sight reinvigorated her desire to escape as she returned to yanking and even attempting to bite the collar. Fu-Dog gave a hard yank which pulled her onto her back, and the sound of the chair pushing back from the desk could be heard, and Haley saw who it was that Fu-Dog as talking to.

A dark grey dragon, about a foot taller than Jake, stood in front of her, looking down at the scared creature laying before him. His claws were a deep carbon black. Black spines ran down the middle of his back to his tail, the spines outlined with a greyish color like his scales. His body appeared to be strong and bulky like Jake's, although this dragon appeared to have more muscle than the American Dragon. His belly was colored a murky white. His muzzle appeared to be shorter than Jake's, and his wings appeared to be larger. His eyes were a deep midnight blue which contrasted with the rest of the color of his body. Altogether, he looked rather powerful. Haley had a sinking feeling she wouldn't be going anywhere anytime soon.

"You've brought me a beautiful catch this time, Fu-Dog. And you say this is the younger sister of the famous American Dragon? She will go for quite the price to our customers, I'm sure," the mysterious dragon said. His voice sounded deep and cruel, although not as dark as the Dark Dragon's.

"I will make good use of her. Your payment will be sent to you as normal. Now if you would kindly leave us, I'd like to talk to the new member of our... 'family.'"

After Fu-Dog had left, the dragon went to the door and closed it, clicking the lock closed, and turning to gaze upon Haley. The way he stared at her gave her a very uneasy feeling. As she backed up, it hit her. Nobody was holding the leash! She flew up and made a quick dash for the door, avoiding the dragon, who smiled as she flew past him and unlocked the door, flying out. She thought she had seen his eyes flash silvery white for a second, but ignored it, the desire to escape overriding all of her thoughts.

She was able to note various landmarks in the building, so she could find her way out, however the building seemed different. Every which way she flew, it seemed to be nothing but more and more hallways with doors on either side, a few open and showing many lewd acts. Fear began overtaking the pink dragoness. A few more minutes of flying, and she saw something that struck more fear in her. Walking towards her with that same thoughtful smile on his face, was the grey dragon.

Haley came to a dead stop and made a hard U-turn, heading back the way she came and darting down another hallway. Again, walking in front of her was the dragon. He must have enchanted the building to make sure nobody could escape. Haley's eyes widened as he approached, and tried thinking quickly.

Hoping for the best, she pushed open a door and darted inside. As soon as she got inside the door was slammed closed and something yanked back on her leash. Looking behind her, she saw the dragon holding her by the leash. Turning to look at where she had entered, what she saw shocked her. She had somehow ended back up in the office. To what lengths had the mysterious dragon enchanted the building?

"Now, now, little one. There will be no attempting to run away from dear old Fenrir. There is no way to escape the building without my say so. I'm sure you think I've enchanted the building, and that would be a very good observation. However, that is not the case. It is not the building's power, but my own. What you saw outside that door was merely an illusion. I think it was rather fun watching you attempt to fly away even though all you were really doing was flying in circles."

Haley couldn't believe it. It was all an illusion? She really didn't get anywhere? That had to be impossible.

"Now, if you don't mind, there are a few things I'd like to go over. The rules, for example. Rule number one. Satisfy any and all needs of a customer. Customers have rules to abide as well, but that doesn't mean that we restrict ALL of their desires. Rule number two. You will come when called. You are nothing but a slave now. When I tell you to come, you come. Rule number three. You have no rights. You are meant to bring pleasure to those who pay for it, nothing more.

That collar around your neck will prevent you from leaving or using your powers. It will also keep you in your dragon form as long as you wear it. I am the only one who can remove it, however. And I noticed your efforts earlier. That collar is enchanted. It cannot be damaged by any means, including dragons.

With all of that out of the way, why don't we bring you to your new room?"

Fenrir, as he was apparently called, dragged Haley over to his desk and pressed a button on an intercom. Bringing the microphone to his mouth, he called for someone named Harvy. Afterwards he set the microphone down and went around his desk to sit in his chair, leaving Haley sitting there, the leash laying on the floor. Even without anyone holding it, she knew escape would be useless.

A few minutes later, a troll entered the room. He appeared to have a collar around his neck as well, and was wearing what appeared to be a cut out potato sack for a shirt and torn pants.

"Harvy, would you be a gentleman and show our new sister to her room? She'll be joining Honeydew. I'm sure she'll enjoy having a new roommate. Now go. I have work to do."

After sending Harvy on his way, Fenrir began shifting through a few papers, and Haley caught him lick his lips with a lustful look in his eyes. They must be pictures of candidates for being the next victim for this nightmare.

As they left, Haley knew now that this was most likely the end of the road for her. She was going to be a slave forever.