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The sun shining through the basement window woke up the shivering bunny. Having lost the privilege of being allowed a blanket two weeks ago and with November slowly coming to an end the only thing giving him a bit of warmth was his winter coat. In his previous life he loved it, the bright white colour, like a promise of soon to come snow and evenings spent in front of a warm fire. But now he looked dirty, his fur matted all over his body, the usual white was more of a greyish colour and the only thing winter meant for him now was feeling cold for months.

He stood up slowly and walked over to the window, hoping the morning sun would at least help him stop shivering, but the chain around his ankle made it impossible for him to actually get more than one arm into the sun light. Feeling defeated he moved back to his bed, hoping his master would come soon to unlock his chains and let him start working, at least that way he would get to spend some time upstairs where it is at least a bit warmer. But as time went on no one came. Usually his master was up by now, but today there was neither any sound coming from up there nor the smell of fresh coffee and breakfast teasing the bunny who was only allowed water and some sort of nutrient bar that tasted pretty much like sand.

As time went on he started to worry, had his master forgotten him this morning or was there something wrong with his master. No one else knew he was down here. Slowly he started to get hungry as well and as disgusting as his "food" was he needed some of it soon. Then finally he heard a creak coming from upstairs, his master was up. He almost felt happy, until he realized he was looking forward to another day of abuse by the polar bear that had bought him from some slave trader. Again he'd have to clean the house, spend some time working out and take care of the bear's sexual needs, only to be whipped for any mistake, real or imaginary, denied any pleasure himself due to the cursed metal cylinder locked around his cock and balls and then be locked back up inside the basement to freeze for another night while the bear slept in his warm, soft bed upstairs. He felt tears coming to his eyes, but quickly wiped them away once he heard the key being turned.

Dropping to all fours and resting his forehead on the cold concrete floor he waited for the door to open before greeting his master with a meek "Good morning Master, I hope you slept well". The bear only grunted in response and threw the bunny's breakfast down the stairs.

Looking up for permission to eat the bunny only saw his master turning around without a word and walking towards the kitchen. He quickly grabbed his breakfast, unwrapped it and ate it, trying to taste as little as possible of it. He heard the bear messing around in the kitchen for a while before delicious smells came down the stairs. While the bunny wasn't particularly fond of bacon and eggs he would have given everything to get some of that, or at the very least a bit of coffee or tea to warm him up a bit.

When his master reappeared inside the door he was carrying a blanket, a large towel and some shampoo. Putting all items on the bunny's bed he motioned to the shower in the opposite corner of the basement and unlocked the bunny's shackles. "I turned on the warm water, make sure your fur looks clean today. After you're clean put on your robe and come upstairs" he said before turning around and walking back up the stairs.

Looking at the items on his bed he could hardly believe it, not only did he not have to freeze tonight but he'd get to take a warm shower. That happiness however quickly turned to doubt, his master didn't care whether he was cold or not, had he done anything to deserve such a reward or was his master just concerned about his slave getting sick and not being able to do the chores around the house. Whatever the reason was, the bunny decided it was best not to overthink this blessing and just enjoy it while it lasted.

Stepping into the shower he let out a small moan as the hot water washed over his body. The water carrying away some of the dirt felt like pure bliss as his shivering finally stopped. Grabbing the shampoo he started to massage it into his fur, the smell of flowers tickling his nose as he took his time to make sure he was completely clean. Getting out of the shower took quite a bit of willpower, but he knew that if he took too long his master would make sure it never happened again.

When the freshly cleaned and dried bunny came up the stairs he saw his master sitting at the kitchen table reading a newspaper. He silently approached his master, kneeled down and moved to in between his legs reaching for his masters bulge to take care of his morning duty, only to be stopped by the bear's hand

"Not today, we're leaving soon and I don't want to be late. Clean the table and then go wait by the car." Finally he realised why he was allowed the shower, he'd have to leave the house. This had only happened three times before, each time it was to service some of his master's friends.

He quickly put the dish and empty mug into the dishwasher before moving to the garage. Standing next to the car he was already beginning to dread the rest of the day. Starting by being put into the trunk like something only to be taken out to be used like a cheap sex toy. But he knew better than to let his emotions show. If his master noticed, he'd make sure it would be even worse for him, so he waited silently with a blank expression for the bear. When his master came out, what he saw seemed odd to him. The polar bear was wearing a suit, something the bunny didn't remember him ever doing before. He was also carrying a leather blindfold which he tossed over to the bunny before telling him to put it on and then get into the car

The drive was long and while he wouldn't have been able to see anything anyway the blindfold somehow made it worse. What didn't his master want him to see? He carefully tried feeling for anything out of place inside the trunk before realizing that if there was anything to be found the bear wouldn't have put it back here.

The car stopping was what finally stopped him from coming up with scenarios as to why he was blindfolded. He heard the trunk being opened and his master's voice ordering him to get out. Getting up to his knees he moved the first leg out carefully and felt around for the ground before getting up and moving out of the car. The loud noise of the trunk being closed made him flinch and curse the blindfold again. Though it seemed that his master had no intention of removing it any time soon. He felt the bear's rough hand grabbing his shoulder and pushing him forwards.

"Walk!"

Carefully he took small steps forward, occasionally having the direction he was walking in corrected by sharp shoulder jerks by the bear as he walked in silence over a huge concrete covered area.

"Stop!"

He stopped, there was a knock on some metal, then the sound of a door opening.

"Walk!"

The bunny felt the ground change to some cheap carpet as he walked through what he assumed were some corridors, guided only by the paw on his shoulder.

"Stay!"

His master let go and walked a few steps away.

"ID?" asked an unknown voice, followed by "Fill this out, someone will be with you shortly for the pictures."

The bunny's heart was pounding by now, without his eyes he had no idea what was going on around him. Sure he could hear, but neither the buzzing of fluorescent light, nor the short chat his master had with that unknown person really helped him to understand anything.

After what felt like half an hour a door to his right opened and someone came in, announcing "I'm here for the pictures, tell him to strip."

"You heard him" was all the bear said before the bunny reached with trembling hands for his robe and pulled it off. There was nothing else said. He simply felt the man that had come in move around him and heard the occasional shutter of a camera.

"All done, you're on in about 5 minutes, everything you need to know will be shown on that screen over there. Good luck."

The door was opened and closed again and the bunny was sure he was alone with his master.

"Sir, might I ask what is happening?"

"It doesn't concern you."

"Understood, sorry Sir," apologised the bunny nervously.

A few minutes passed in complete silence before the bunny heard a loud noise right next to him, scaring him so much he tripped over his own feet, landing on his ass. The next thing he heard was a growl, a growl he knew well, the bear was pissed.

"UP!"

While getting back on his feet he felt the bears hand grab his neck and moving him forwards almost causing him to trip again. They went through a door and down another corridor before the bear gave him a shove, causing him to land on his knees.

"I really hope you aren't as big a disappointment for your new master as you were for me." The bear spat dismissively.

"N-new master?" the words barely made it out of his mouth.

He felt sick, like someone had punched him in the stomach. His master had just sold him, that much he understood, but why.

"Did I do anything wrong Sir? Please don't do this, please, I will be better somehow!"

"Silence! I've grown tired of you. You're too needy."

He couldn't understand. He spent 5 years serving the bear. Every day he'd humiliate himself, get beaten, fucked and used as free labour and he was needy?! Tears started coming to his eyes again, only this time he did not care. Crying he collapsed on the floor only to hear an annoyed grunt shortly before his now ex-master left the room.

Being left alone was almost comforting to the bunny, no one to watch him cry and no one to mock him about it. Sadly this small comfort didn't last long as the door opened again and he was coldly addressed by a new voice.

"Stop that pathetic crying and kneel, unless you want to make your new master regret his decision to take pity on you and buy your useless ass!"

The feeling of defeat was overwhelming as he slowly moved into a kneeling position. His whole body felt numb and heavy. His head hung low as did his arms. He simply didn't care about getting into the proper kneeling position. He felt someone approach him and his blindfold being removed. Looking up he was blinded, between his tears and the sudden brightness he couldn't even clearly see his new master. Blinking a few times his vision slowly cleared up.

Before him stood an otter, about a head taller than him with dark brown fur, wearing a simple shirt and jeans. In his hand he held a t-shirt and some pants, which he was offering to the bunny.

"Get dressed, we have a bit of a journey ahead of us and it's too cold for you to go naked."

Quickly grabbing the clothes before his master had a chance to change his mind the bunny managed a quiet "Thank you sir" while putting on the first proper clothes he had worn in over five years. It felt strange, the pants especially weren't fitting very well and were a lot more constricting than he remembered. The strangeness however only lasted for a few seconds as he realized he hadn't just been given a means to stay warm but also a tiny bit of privacy.

"Come" was the only thing the otter said as he started walking. The bunny quickly followed him through the corridor maze. Now finally being able to see again he recognized the building as an old office building. Most rooms were empty, those who weren't had slaves inside them, in more or less the same state he was in.

As they entered the parking lot the bunny almost didn't believe his eyes. The lot was filled completely with cars. Each one supposedly belonging to a master, maybe some for the staff, but still the thought that slavery was this common wasn't something he'd believe if anyone would have told him.

"Get in" said the otter as he unlocked the car remotely. Quickly the bunny went to the trunk and began climbing in only to be stopped by a paw on his shoulder. He froze in panic, had he already done something wrong?

"In the passenger seat"

Kind of nervous he got back out of the trunk, closed it and went to sit down next to his new master.Without any word the otter backed out of the parking lot, navigating through the small town until they reached the highway.

"Can you read?"

"Yes, Sir"

"Good," he said while reaching into his pocket.

The otter handed him a piece of paper and pen and told him "fill this out then and be honest about it."

Not one more word was said during the remainder of the trip, leaving the bunny to fill out the form he had been handed. It started simple enough asking for the slave's name, age, species and a few identifying marks, but got a lot more specific quickly. Every question was worded to make it absolutely clear that slaves were regarded as things.

(Please select the option most fitting)

It: eats regular food / gets regular food on special occasions / is on a strict diet

It is classified as: household / work / hard labour / sexual / all / [own classification]

Its sexual needs are: his to take care of / taken care of by its owner / ignored (chastised) / non-existent (neutered)

The bunny swallowed, fear slowly creeping up. He always assumed his master was demanding and strict, but after reading some of the questions, especially the list of sexual acts a little further down the form made him shiver. Would the otter have him castrated, would he expect him to perform all of those acts? He realized then, that there was nothing he could do to change that anyway other than trying to run away that is, but he very much doubted that that would be an option left to him. Trying to put all of the horrifying possibilities out of his head he decided to focus on the form and filling it out to the best of his knowledge.

Pulling into the garage of his new home the bunny looked over to the otter nervously, unsure whether he was allowed to address him directly or if that would earn him a punishment. The otter seemed to notice something was up and turned to the bunny after killing the engine.

"Finished your task?" he asked pointing to the form.

"Yes Sir!"

"Ok then, what do you want to ask me?"

"Two things Sir. One, am I allowed to start talking if I have a question or do you want me to wait until you acknowledge me and two may I please use the bathroom?"

The otter chuckled "Yes you can talk and the bathroom is upstairs first door on the right. After you're done come see me downstairs in the kitchen."

The bunny handed the form to his new master before practically sprinting to the bathroom. Closing and locking the door he started shivering. He had no idea where he was, who his new master was and what would happen to him from now on. While the limited interactions he had with the otter made him seem pretty normal and not particularly intimidating or mean he still was someone who went out and bought a slave.

He took as much time as he felt he could blame on an upset stomach before sighing somewhat loudly and making his way back downstairs. In the kitchen he saw his master comparing the form he filled out to another one side by side.

"Come, sit, I have some questions for you."

The bunny swallowed audibly, walked over and kneeled next to his master.

"I said sit, not kneel, and before you think about sitting on the floor I meant on the chair."

"Sorry Sir."

"So, first question: Why didn't you put your name on the form?

Wondering whether or not this was a test he simply repeated what his former master had beaten into him "A slave does not have a name, only people have names."

"That won't do. I won't go around calling you slave, bunny or whatever. You can either give me your former name or you can pick a new one."

"My former name was Nathaniel Sir, or Nate for short."

"Good. Next question. You wrote down that your diet consisted of NutriBars, your former master wrote down 'balanced meals', so which is it?"

"I-I must have been mistaken Sir"

The otter looked up angrily "That's 10. Unless you want to add some more punishments I suggest you start being honest. There is no need to cover for your old master, he sold you, he is no longer in your life. So now tell me, did he lie on the form or did you?"

"H-he did Sir." The otter made a note.

"Number three, you obviously didn't get to cum often, when was the last time"

The bunny started blushing at the very personal question but answered anyway "Shortly after my former master got me I had an accidental orgasm, that was when he decided to keep me locked up, I don't know exactly when that was Sir."

"Ok. The next few things match up, your master however didn't put down that you can cook, which you obviously think you can, why?"

"He didn't want me handling food Sir. He always assumed I'd steal some to eat instead of the NutriBars."

"Well, we'll put that to the test soon enough. Last question. There is quite a discrepancy between what your master claims you've been trained in and the things you picked. The impression I got from your previous owner so far suggests he just picked what sounded good to drive up your price a bit. So look me in the eye and tell me that your list is the complete one and I will believe you."

"It is Sir! I swear!"

"Good, now that that's out of the way let's see if you really can cook. I'll be busy for a while, and while I work I want you to cook your favourite meal, if possible. The pantry is stocked pretty well, but if something's missing you'll just have to improvise. Once you're done come and get me, my office is upstairs on the left."

Nate was stunned as he watched the otter walk up the stairs. He had been left alone in a fully stocked kitchen, without any restraints or other means of keeping him from running away. Silently he moved through the living room to the front door and to his surprise it opened, yet strangely he didn't feel the desire to run. Closing the door he quickly went back into the kitchen to get started with his task. Rummaging through the shelves he quickly settled on one of his old favourite meals, pasta with honey-glazed carrots and green pesto. While the pasta was boiling he set the table for his master and filled a glass with a cold beer before walking upstairs. He knocked lightly at the otter's office and waited.

"Come in"

Nate opened the door and gave a slight bow to his new master who was sitting behind a computer screen, furiously typing away.

"Sir, dinner will be ready in 2 minutes."

"That was quick, also I'm impressed, you didn't run away even though the door wasn't locked" said the otter while getting up and mentioning for Nate to follow him downstairs.

While the otter sat down at the table Nate quickly went into the kitchen and came back out with a plate filled with his favourite dish. The smell alone was making him almost drool. As he places the plate in front of his master he became again unsure what to do, with the bear it had always been clear where he was during meal times but now he-

"Did you eat something of what you made?" the otters question made Nate blink.

"No Sir." He replied nervously.

The otter looked into the bunny's eyes before getting up and vanishing into the kitchen without a word only to come back a minute later with another plate filled to the brim, which he placed in front of the bunny.

"Would you like some?"

"Really Sir?" Nate's expression was one of cautious excitement.

"Sit and eat, let's see how well my bunny can cook."

Nate sat down, picked up a fork and slowly bringing up some of the carrots to his mouth, half expecting his master to slap it out of his hand just before he could taste it. As he bit down he felt like he died and gone to heaven, this taste was pure bliss and so much better than he remembered. Tears of joy were running down his face while he ate. He completely forgot his surroundings, the only thing he took notice of was the plate in front of him and the taste in his mouth. Once his plate was empty he looked over to his master only to see something that made him a bit worried, the otter had barely touched his food.

"I-is something wrong Sir?" he asked, suddenly getting very scared again.

"I don't particularly like honey, something you should keep in mind for future meals."

"I'm sorry Sir, do you want me to make you something else? I should have remembered to ask you Sir. I'm sorry, I'll accept any kind of punishment you see fit Sir, just please don't make me eat those NutriBars again." The otter calmly put his paw on Nate's shoulder.

"There won't be any punishment, other than the 10 you earned for lying earlier. You didn't know I don't like honey, and I explicitly told you to make something you'd enjoy. I promise you, as long as I'm your master you will only get punished when you deserve it. If you for example keep cooking with honey that might warrant a punishment, but never for something i didn't tell you."

Nate's jaw dropped, he had expected anything but this. He felt his shoulders relaxed slightly under the otter's warm paw.

"The food is one of the changes I'm going to make. I don't think you'll like them all, because at least two of them are something you aren't trained in yet, but I'm sure we'll get there in time. There is however one other change I think you will like." the otter said while placing a small key on the table. Nate blinked a few times, he had never seen that key.

"Sir?"

"No idea?" the otter started smiling.

"No Sir."

"I'll give you a hint then, drop your pants."

The bunny's eyes widened as he nearly fell over while trying to get out of his pants were it not for the otter catching him.

"Calm down. And more importantly you have been wearing that for nearly five years, so don't be disappointed if it doesn't work immediately. There are some complications to be expected. Also don't expect this to never end up around your cock again. I do like my boys pent up, but five years is just cruel."

Feeling the key being pushed into the lock was a strange feeling for Nate, this day kept getting better and better and somewhere inside his head were alarms going off that this was too good to be real. He'd wake up soon shivering inside the basement again only to see the bear standing above him, whip in hand and that cruel smile on his lips. Those alarms were quickly silenced by the click the lock made as it opened. He let out a sigh as he realised he'd been holding his breath. The cage was slowly pulled of the bunny's cock, followed by the ring around his balls, leaving Nate to stand in the middle of the room feeling somewhat strange and out of place.

The otter grabbed Nate's balls als slowly started to massage them causing the bunny to moan and his cock to give a slight throb.

"Enjoying yourself?"

"Yes Sir, please don't stop!"

While continuing his massage with one hand the otter carefully grabbed the still flaccid cock and gave it a gentle stroke, only to be rewarded with a moan and a drop of pre slowly dripping from the tip. Letting go of the balls he used his hand to explore the bunny's body while slowly making the bunny tremble with one slow stroke after another. The room was filled with moans, grunts and pleas, all coming from the bunny, yet his cock still wasn't hard.

Suddenly the otter stopped.

"I'm sorry, but I guess we'll have to work on that some more before it's back in working order."

"Please Sir, no, I want to keep going."

"I know, but this isn't about what you want. Remember your position! I want you to cum, yes, but I also want to make sure I get to see a nice big cum shot out of my bunny. Which is why we will repeat what we did now until you can get nice and hard for Master or, if you prefer I can lock you back up and we forget this thing" he pointed to Nate's cock.

"NO! I-I'm sorry Sir. I'll behave," he pleaded with his new master.

"Good boy. Now follow me, time to show you where you'll be sleeping."