Far off in space exists the Planet Varrrr, which is inhabited by creatures who call themselves Felinos. A mix of human and feline characteristics, this species discovered space travel while humans were busy with the discovery of fire. In the not so far future, the first wave of contact reaches Earth. A scant five years later, humans are enslaved, and sold throughout the galaxy to Felinos of wealth, or to corporations who can exploit them for manual labor.
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Sonja moved through the slave market with distaste. It wasn't at the structure itself, the market was a giant dome, and was filled with marble, clean, and warm from the sun's rays. Here and there were glimpses of shining metal, or sanitary white tile. It wasn't the creatures being sold either. Only the finest specimens were set out in these halls, where the wealthy bought their 'pets'. It was, rather, the people in the halls. A few women, dressed in red dresses, made specifically to show off their buxom chests, long legs, and firm asses milled around, scrutinizing both the male and female creatures for value in their 'industry'. Then, there were the salespeople. Sly and cunning, always trying to separate you and your money.
Sonja herself was wearing a long black dress, which hugged her curved hips, showed off her shapely legs, and contrasted her white fur without exposing too much cleavage or making her look like one of those flashy felines who seemed to constantly be in heat. At her side was her best friend, Felicity. Felicity was dressed in a short, deep blue skirt, which barely covered her upper thighs. She was also wearing a matching silk blouse which struggled to keep her breasts out of view, her nipples showed through the fabric, hard at all the attention she was obviously receiving. Felicity never wore a bra, or panties for that matter. She said they were 'confining', but Sonja knew the truth. Felicity was a nymphomaniac, and a tease, never failing at an opportunity to show off her sexy body.
Sonja was mildly jealous of Felicity's body. She knew that she was beautiful and sexy enough, and that the only reason so many men and women would stare at Felicity was because she showed her body off so much. But, Sonja was much more reserved than her friend, and, while Felicity seemed to take sex as a hobby, bedding any male who could catch her, Sonja had only had sex a handful of occasions, which had only been while she was in heat, unable to control her flaming libido.
They stopped at one stall, moving into the small office, the old wooden door, a lively addition to the place. Inside was a single desk, also wade of wood, a small central computer built directly into the furniture. The room had a thick plush carpet, and warm wooden walls, a cream colored ceiling with a single, outdated ceiling fan. The entire place had an atmosphere of home, which is why this particular seller managed to keep up sales with the others. He had a reputation for being fair, and Felicity had brought Sonja here to purchase her new pet. Felicity had managed to coax her into buying a human.
Sonja was unsure. Humans were so like them. Same height, same reproductive organs, and mostly the same bodies, although they had no fur, or tails, and they had odd shaped ears on the sides of their heads. Sonja stood a good 5'8 when standing tall. She had triangular ears near the top of her head, and was covered in short white fur, except for the nipples of her 36C breasts. Her tail was long, and could reach the ground. Her hair was a waist length waterfall of the purest ivory. A long slit in her dress allowed anyone who'd look away from her friend to see her long leg, and the black high-heeled shoe at the end of it.
An old man sitting behind the desk stood as they entered. His fur was a dark grey from age, and he had a large mustache in the middle of his face. The top of his head was bald, and he wore wire-rimmed spectacles. He had a fatherly smile on his face, and was wearing the black and silver uniform of certified slave traders, although the cap was missing. It was lying on his desk, in front of his now empty chair. The aging Felino took a wooden cane with a gold ball on its top from its position against the wall, and stepped towards the women. "How may I help you, ladies?"
Felicity spoke up before Sonja could say anything. "My friend is looking for a human-for a pet."
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The elderly mans smile brightened considerably. "Oh, we have a fresh selection of humans in today. Although, you might have to sift through them, most aren't very submissive. I was planning on selling them to the madams, those people will take any creature if it looks good enough, and they pay extra for the untrained ones. Come right this way."
Sonja could tell he didn't like the madams, and only tolerated them for the money they brought in. She grinned silently to herself. He'd just gone up a step in her books. She followed him through a doorway, Felicity at her back. They were in a small room, with two of the ugliest, biggest, and probably dumbest Felinos she'd ever seen. They cast glances at Felicity and her, but their attention then moved to the solid steel door between them. The old slaver stepped close, and pressed a paw-like hand against a scanning device, and the door opened with a swish sound.
Inside were humans. She looked around. They were both men and women of assorted shapes, sizes, and, she noticed, colors. All of them were mildly pleasing to the eye. The men moved forward, acting as guards, and the door closed behind the five of them. She and Felicity went first, with the dealer behind them, a guard at each of his sides. A muscular man stood up, a small ring of men like him, and a few women also gathered around him. Felicity moved close followed by one of the guards. Everyone wore thin white sweat pants, put the women had on matching bikini tops as well. Felicity pressed her body against the large man, running a hand across his chest. "My, what a big boy."
She gave him a pat, and moved away. The man eyed her, then the guard following her as she moved back to the group. He sat down with a snort as Sonja moved through the crowd of the alien creatures, glancing at them. The males all seemed so strong, and large. She wanted a pet, not a male who she'd have to watch every minute. The females were, well, they seemed made for sex.
Then, she saw him. There was a rag-tag group of men who had bruises and cuts all over them. Sitting amongst them was a young man, hardly more than a boy. She pointed towards him. "Who's that?"
The dealer looked where she was pointing, then motioned to one of the guards. The burly Felino, his tail barely reaching the backs of his knees, went, and stood before the human. The man stood up, and followed as the guard returned. The dealer reached out, and pulled a set of metal tag on a thin silver chain from the man's neck close to his face before turning to her. "The human is Joseph, Male, age 21. Herl, your observations?"
The guard who had brought him over, the same who had followed Felicity went she went up to the man earlier, Sonja noticed, spoke in a gruff accent familiar with the poorer side of town. "The fi'st day, da big one set up dominence. Beat some a da others up real goo'. Little one 'ere just kinda crept in a corner, an' ne'er came out."
