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Tales of Bondage	By : passiveaggressor Category: +S through Z > Tales of Symphonia Views: 6353 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was a unhappy Alice who returned to Pressy’s room shortly after she left her. “The bad news is that soon-to-be-shiny Sheenie wasn’t there...” Alice said in a sing-song voice, “However, I heard that the Maiden was returning to Iselia, so I won’t punish you for losing me a toy...”
Presea held perfectly still in her display case, learning early on that any movement whatsoever made her hips grind on the crescent and the dildo in her ass shift around. “Worked out why I put you like that? Soon you’ll be a nice dolly, not moving unless I pose you, or need you to... Soon, you’ll not speak... Sure, you’ll make a sound, but not speak.” she taunted, opening the case and unscrewing the plug section of Pressy’s gag.
Her other hand bore a strange cylinder with a tube attached and Alice hung the cylinder from a hook at the top of the case, both tube and cylinder almost invisible from the outside Next she attached the tube to the plug, ensuring a water tight seal before screwing it back in.
“This device is an auto feeder. It will keep you fed and watered while I’m out. Don’t go letting anyone know it’s there, since you are...” Alice began, whispering the next words straight into where Pressy’s ear was, “Just... A... Doll...”
Pressy closed her eyes and felt a tear escape the corner as she was forced to admit just how accurate that statement was. She was mounted in a case and couldn’t even wriggle. This was about as doll-like as she could get.
Alice saw the tear and smiled, activating the feeder before closing the door to the case, leaving her doll alone in the case to contemplate her new life. She had an angel to hunt down after all.
As she was exiting her lair, she felt a strange tingle at the crown of her head. Reaching up, she grasped the trailing end of something and tugged on it coming away with a strip of white latex. “What the devil?” she said, looking at the strip and suddenly noticing a rip in the material covering her arm. Alice ran to the bathroom and saw more rips, under which could be seen her skin.
“Oh, This is wonderful...” She said, and began tearing away the latex, feeling like a kid receiving a birthday present. When she was done, she almost didn’t recognize the girl looking back at her.
Her skin was now even more pale than before if that was possible, almost glowing in the light from the ceiling. Her hair was the same bone white but now sported red highlights in streaks and at the tips. Alice’s irises had also changed from a pale yellow to a rich red color. Her ears were more pointed now, the tips poking from under her hair. Lastly, her entire body was covered in pale pink lines. Looking more closely at them, she realized they were the marks the cat claws had made on her skin.
Alice looked her new body up and down in the mirror, marveling at the changes and deciding she would definitely need a wardrobe change.
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Colette was walking through the forest outside Iselia when she heard a barking sound coming from nearby. “Puppy!” she squealed, looking around for the source. Her eyes, enhanced as they were by her angel powers, were still unable to spot the puppy. Suddenly she bopped her own head, giggling to herself. “Silly me! I keep forgetting I have ears like a hawk.” she said, focusing her ears to catch the sound.
The barking came again and she ran through the forest, following the sound of the puppy until she emerged from the brush in front of her to discover the puppy’s barking was issuing from the long abandoned Human Ranch.
“Huh? Why is there a puppy here?” she said, tilting her head in confusion. Suddenly a voice came from her right, surprising her. She turned and saw a hooded figure walking down the path.
“Collie! Collie where are you?” the figure called in a very womanly voice, the red hood turning every which way. Suddenly the hood stopped and the woman called out, “Excuse me miss! Can you help me find my puppy? I lost her in this horrid relic of the past...”
Colette watched the woman shudder. Even she didn’t like the fact they’d not yet torn down the remains of the Human Ranches and replaced them with something a lot less horrific. “No I haven’t.” she said, running over. “Oh... My poor little Collie... Lost in there all alone...” said the woman, her head lowering in sadness.
The blond girl felt a fire ignite inside her and exclaimed, “Don’t worry, for I Colette: Protector of Puppies will find your Collie for you!”
The woman looked up, her face hidden by the hood, “Oh thank you Ms. Colette! Please let me come with you, Collie may not appear if you go in alone.”
Colette nodded and lead the way through the gates and up to the entrance, her head swimming slightly as she walked with the woman. She then heard a voice, similar to her own, whisper ‘Why did they close these places?’
She shook her head to clear the strange thought and picked her way through the debris littering the floor, all the while listening for a bark or whimper. “Are you sure she’s in here?” she asked as they walked past a door. ‘I’m sure you’d like to hear a whimper... as your hand spanks the foolish girl who wronged you...’ The voice continued, unnerving and distracting Colette.
“Oh yes, my little Collie is right through this next door.” said the woman, pulling a syringe from under her cloak. As Colette pressed the button to open the door, the woman struck, closing a silver collar around her neck and injecting the contents of the syringe into her arm.
Colette yelped and leapt into the room, tripping over her own two feet and falling to the floor. The Chosen of Rebirth was out like a light before she hit the ground, the figure fastening the exsphere she’d been carrying to Colette, so it would work it’s magic on her sleeping mind. “We wouldn’t want you thinking nice things... Protector Of Puppies... Yuck.” Alice sneered at the sleeping figure, “I have a much better name for you, and you’ll not want to defend any puppies any more when I’m done.”
Alice reached into the box set on the side of the door and unrolled a furry bundle from the box, setting to work stripping off Colette, watching as her wings sputtered and vanished. “Very nice.” she said dressing Colette in a full body latex suit with a light covering of blond fur over it, the belly being white. The suit was tight on her and Colette moaned as the zipper was drawn up her back, disappearing as she was sealed in the suit.
Next from the box came a pair of sharp scissors, the sadistic girl snipping them with a sinister smile. She took Colette’s hair in her hand and sliced off a considerable length, leaving her with shoulder length hair. Out came a yellow butt plug, the sadist attaching the length of hair to the base.
She reached down and spread Colette’s ass cheeks, revealing the suit was split at her crotch allowing access to her pussy and ass before slowly pushing it into Colette’s ass. The blond girl moaned and squirmed slightly as her ass was invaded by the thick plug.
Alice pulled out a mask from the box formed of stiff rubber and covered in fur. The mask was designed to resemble a dog’s lower face and featured a lockable ring gag and special rubber pieces that fit under her lips and over her teeth, allowing her to open and close the mask’s ‘mouth’ as if it was real. This was fitted over her face, the rubber pieces secured to the front of her teeth with dental glue as the straps were secured behind her head.
Next was a latex hood covered with more of the fur and sporting a pair of floppy dog ears. The hood was pulled down over her head and newly shortened hair, her collar settled over it. Finally came a set of dog paws from the box. The paws were also covered in fur and fit over her hands and feet, rendering her fingers into fists and her feet unable to function properly.
Alice smiled as the paws fused to the suit, picking the girl up and carrying her over to a small cage set up in the corner of the room. She opened the door and placed Colette inside, pausing as she was about to close the door and attaching a small tag to the collar, smiling as she finally closed and locked the small door, leaving to find some food while her puppy slept off the drug.
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‘Wake up, puppy!’ Colette heard, waking up slowly from her drug induced slumber. She blinked her eyes, thinking it strange that she chose the floor to sleep. What had she been doing before this? Oh finding a puppy. She then heard her own voice say, ‘Come on, Collie, wake up for your mistress...’
She groaned, feeling a odd taste in her mouth to find herself looking at the bars of a small cage, lifting her balled fists to see paws, terror gripping her as she shoved against the cage, the hooded figure from earlier walking over. “There you are, Collie... Now where has that girl got to?” She said, seemingly oblivious to that Colette was the puppy.
Colette tried to say something, but found her voice garbled by the object in her mouth. ‘Bad puppy, trying to talk using human words to your owner... Don’t you know how a dog speaks, whore?’ the taunting voice said, ‘Maybe she should spank you nice and hard, five to each ass cheek...’
The girl stopped looking around and shrugged, “Oh well, I suppose she left. I guess she didn’t want to see my puppy after all.” she said, reaching down and unlocking the kennel. “Come on out Collie, it’s time for breakfast.”
‘How about some nice hot pussy?’ The voice suggested, ‘Show mistress how much you adore her for how well she treats you...’ Colette shook her head to clear the voice from it, hearing a jingle as she did so. She looked down and saw a red leather leash clipped to the collar around her neck. “Come along Collie” said the woman, tossing back her cloak, “We have lots of yummy food for you...” Colette felt her eyes widen as she took in the woman before her.
It was clearly Alice, but somehow different. The woman she remembered didn’t have piercing red eyes or those strange highlights. She certainly remembered that sadistic smile though...
Alice was dressed extremely provocatively in a red silk corset edged in black lace, a pair of red silk opera gloves, black thigh high stockings with ruby red heeled boots that clicked as she walked, and a black silk choker around her neck, held closed by a red heart, the two halves split down the middle by a black jagged line. A black leather belt with numerous pouches hung around her waist with her riding crop clipped to one hip.
She was snapped from her reverie by a tug on the leash. “Come on Collie, breakfast isn’t going to just magically appear in here.” Alice teased, tugging Colette along. The blond girl had no choice but to follow, crawling out of the cage and attempting to stand up.
‘Bad Collie! Dogs don’t walk on two feet!’ snapped the voice, making Colette jump in surprise at the reprimand. Alice smirked and led Colette from the room, walking down the hall to the kitchen area of the farm.
“Let’s see about breakfast.” she said, clipping Colette’s leash to a ring set in the counter and walking over to the refrigerator. She fetched out some eggs and ham, fixing an omelet in the space of a few minutes. Colette could feel herself salivating at the smell of the omelet, hoping some of it would be for her.
Alice served the omelet up on two plates and carried them to the table, placing one on the floor before tucking into her own plate, clearly enjoying the omelet. Colette looked at the plate and crawled towards it, letting out a strangled yelp as she came up short. She reached out for it with her right ‘paw’ but still couldn’t reach it. She whimpered and turned around, looking between her legs as she reached out with her hind leg.
She succeeded in pulling the plate closer, turning around to scoop some up with her hands when suddenly the plate was snatched from in front of her by Alice. “Naughty Collie, this is people food. Your food is over there.” she said, pointing at a pair of bowls set in front of the counter.
‘Mmm... Shame I’m not there to enjoy it... and your priceless reaction...’ the voice purred, ‘Maybe I should join you...’ Colette walked over to the bowls, tilting her head in surprise at finding the bowls empty. “Oops, did I forget to fill your bowls? Silly me Collie.” said Alice, standing up and walking over to the girl.
“Do you want me to feed you girl?” she asked, kneeling in front of her. Colette could feel how empty her stomach was and nodded. “I don’t understand girl, do you want me to feed you or not?” she repeated.
As Colette was about to answer, there was a knock at the doorway, and a hooded figure entered. “Ah there you are... Breakfast is on the table. The dog tried to steal yours... Busy with some of the monsters?” Alice asked, the figure nodding, “You deal with feeding her if you want.” she said, standing up and going back to her meal.
Colette looked at the new figure partly in confusion and partly with hope she might be freed. That hope was dashed as the figure asked her in a annoyingly familiar voice, “Do you want to be fed girl? If you want food you have to beg like a doggy.”
The former Chosen blushed but was reminded of the pit in her midsection. So with a great deal of humiliation written on her features, she knelt and lifted her paws up to her chin, whimpering like a dog.
“Good girl Collie, let me get your food for you.” said the mystery woman, standing up and opening a cabinet, removing a can from the shelf and opening it with a knife. She knelt in front of the bowl and using a fork, scraped a foul smelling gelatinous goo from the can, the gunk landing with a plop in the bowl, quivering slightly. The woman mashed it up with a fork, reducing it to a goopy lumpy mess.
“There’s your food Collie, Palmacosta brand dog food. Guarantees a shiny coat with continued consumption.” she said, sliding the water bowl over to her self and squatting over it. “And for your drink...” she said, the sound of water running audible from under the cloak.
The woman nudged the bowl back into place, now filled with a warm yellow liquid. “Fresh from the tap. Eat up girl and be sure to lick the bowls clean or else.” she purred. Colette was too horrified to respond, the woman had just...peed in her water dish and she was expected to drink it! And she wasn’t sure what was in that can and she wasn’t sure she ever wanted to.
Her mind was taken away from the food by a powerful shock that made her scream in pain and fall to the floor. “Eat or you’ll get worse girl. We don’t waste food here.” said Alice from the table as the woman rose to join her.
Colette began to cry, but knew there was nothing she could do. So with more than a little hesitation, she lowered her head to the food bowl and opened her mouth, extending her tongue and licking up some of the foul muck, tears springing anew as she tasted it. As she began to eat more of the gunk, and the two women talked, something about the woman’s voice made her skin crawl, as she realized where she’d heard it before... but how could she be there and also in this humiliating dog suit?!?
Mouthful after mouthful of the goo was eaten, her stomach churning as she ate, wishing every second she could eat some of that omelet “I was thinking that you and me could go visit Genis later... He does some really divine cooking...” The hooded ‘Colette’ said, not helping her at all, reminding her of quite how good it tasted whenever Genis cooked.
“I need you to do me a favor instead...” Alice said, leaning across the table. “Oh? I’m listening...” said the woman. “Well, here’s what I need you to do...” Alice began, Colette listening in and feeling even more sick to the stomach as she heard what the two of them were planning, made even worse as her own voice said things that would horrify her if she’d said them herself...
She looked down at the bowl of pee and closed her eyes, lowering her face to the bowl and lapping at the warm liquid, her face scrunching up as she tasted it, only desperation making her continue.
Alice walked over to Colette and looked in the bowls, frowning and pressing the button on her crop, sending a shock through Colette. “Bad dog! I said lick them clean!” she snapped, pushing Colette’s face back into the bowl. “Finish. It. Now.” she said, punctuating each word with a slap on her ass from the crop.
Colette cried out with each strike, whimpering piteously. Finally with tears streaming down her cheeks, the young girl lowered her head, and licked the bowls clean. “Finally, now let’s get going, Colette’s back now, so we can take you on a walk...” Alice said, further reminding her that she was no longer Colette Brunel, she was Collie, a dog, and nothing more. She followed Alice and the hooded woman, who apparently was Colette Brunel now, out of the room, the floor behind her glittering with tears no one would see or care about.
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