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  “You guys are fucking nuts,” she responded.

  “Better not have such language around Noah. He’ll tan your hide for sure for such behavior, especially if you act like that in public, little cat,” Zack responded, his tone laced with firm warning. Isabella shivered at his words, yet she boldly maintained her stance, not wanting to back down just yet.

  “Call me Bella. I’d prefer that over little cat,” she muttered and he laughed.

  “I’ll call you whatever I want, pet. You’d do well to remember that.”

  She glared back at him as the door clicked open and shut. Noah entered the room along with another man in a long white coat. His hair was much shorter, cropped close to his skull so that it was difficult to see that he had light brown hair unless he was standing in the right light. He wore a pair of dark cotton pants and a light t-shirt underneath his lab coat. The man didn’t look quite as wild as Noah and Zack, which made her feel slightly relieved, but not by much.

  The man carried with him a large black leather satchel. Isabella eyed the bag nervously, speculating what sort of things he had hidden within. She chewed on her cheek, looking from one man to the next. The veterinarian pulled out a file and the three of them looked over it together, page by page.

  “Twenty years old. Five foot, three inches tall. One hundred and thirty-five pounds. Overall health looks good on paper, but I’ll have to put her through a full body scan just in case. I’ll take a blood sample as well to test her for antigens or any viral particles foreign to our land. Put her on the scale and we’ll verify some of the information in her file.”

  “What is this,” she said angrily, aloud with as much bravery as she could muster.

  “Mhhhmmm. A feisty one. You may consider muzzling her if she continues,” the vet muttered.

  “That’s a good idea, I think. She’s feral. I don’t think she would bite but I would rather not take chances,” Noah replied as he opened one of the white drawers lining the walls. Isabella watched with a shameful horror intermixed with desire as he pulled out what looked like a collar with a large ball at the center of it. He walked toward her and she pulled away, but Zack moved forward to hold her still. She struggled as Noah lifted the gag up and over her head, latching it tight behind her head.

  “Open,” he commanded and when she refused, Zack spanked her backside hard two times in a row. Glaring, she inadvertently opened her mouth at the sudden sting and Noah took the opportune moment to shove the gag into her mouth.

  The rubber ball pressed open her lips, her teeth grazing against the surface. She moaned at the indignity, yet her nipples peaked at the indecency of it. Tears prickled at her eyes and she whined with her frustration and at her body’s obvious betrayal. Zack lifted her off the floor and unhooked the leash, carrying her over to the large scale. He placed her on it and she looked away as they took a record of her weight.

  After a long moment, they finished and Zack picked her up again, placing her on all fours on top of the large metal table. She tried to cover her breasts with her hands, but the vet knocked her hands away. She shivered at the coldness of it. It took both Noah and Zack to hold her still as the vet began to poke and prod at her skin. He did this all over her body, from the base of her feet to the tops of her shoulders. She could do nothing but moan around the gag in her mouth. A small amount of drool was gathering at the sides of her mouth and she felt herself blush deeply when a small amount of it dripped onto the metal surface beneath her.

  “She’s a beautiful specimen. Soft and curvy. She’ll fetch a high price at market, even untrained, but once the two of you finish with her? She’ll make the two of you rich men,” the vet said, his tone laced with envy and respect.

  “We paid an awful lot for her. She’s a special one, I think,” Noah replied.

  “Hold her still, please. I need to take a quick blood sample. Don’t worry, pet, it’s only a quick pinch and then it’s over,” the doctor ordered and the two other men complied. Four hands held each one of her limbs, holding her steady. She stilled as the veterinarian reached into his bag.

  With wide eyes, she watched as the vet uncovered a minuscule-sized needle. She turned away when he moved toward her. He gripped her right wrist and then quickly pressed it into her upper arm. She winced slightly at the tiny pinch, but it disappeared in a quick moment.

  “The needle is coated with a numbing solution, so it doesn’t hurt like a traditional needle,” he explained and she knew it that he was going into detail about what he was doing just to calm her. She had no doubt that Noah and Zack already knew all about this process.

  The vet removed the needle from her skin and picked up a small handheld device. He injected her blood sample into a tiny slide and slipped it inside the machine. He pressed a button and waited for a few long seconds before speaking again.

  “No pathogens to be concerned about. She was vaccinated against a couple of Earth viruses, including some forms of influenza and hepatitis. She has no sicknesses now that you should be aware of. I’ll vaccinate her with a few Dayharian vaccines and she will be good to go. Her iron levels are good, as well as her red and white blood cell counts. She’s normal and healthy by my standards, which is really good for you,” he said flatly.

  “Good. Let’s move on to the rest of the examination then,” Noah replied darkly.

  “Let me prepare her individualized vaccine cocktail and then we can get on with it,” the vet muttered as he turned. He dug into his bag and pulled out a few bottles with clear liquids. Uncapping a larger needle, he withdrew small amounts from each vial. He flicked it, ridding the solution of any air bubbles, and walked back over to her.

  “Are you right-handed, pet?” he asked her and she nodded slowly, looking up at him with sudden nervousness. She felt small, powerless, and extraordinarily vulnerable. Zack must have noticed because he began petting the top of her head and scratching her gently. His strong hand took a hold of her chin and pulled it into his shoulder. The whole interaction soothed and comforted her as the vet took her left arm. She yelped at the quick pinch of the needle, which disappeared instantly after a fraction of a second as the numbing solution took effect.

  “There. Now that’s all done. She was rather well behaved for a feral pet there. You should see the wildcats I must handle sometimes,” he mused.

  “I bet. Even some of the ones on our compound are pretty good,” Noah responded.

  Zack didn’t say anything, but continued to pet and stroke her hair. She nuzzled his shoulder a little, surprised at how calm his gesture had made her. In fact, her body felt more alive than ever. He guided her gently to a position on her hands and knees. His rough fingers glided across her skin, grazing over a nipple by accident. When she looked up at him, she saw that he was smirking and quickly realized that it had been no coincidence that he had touched her there.

  He kept her attention as someone moved behind her and touched the back of her thighs. His fingers cupped the base of her chin, forcing her to look forward as Noah and the vet began to touch her.

  “Look at how wet she is,” the vet observed aloud.

  “She’s enjoying this,” Noah mused with a soft, seductive growl.

  Groaning, she met the wicked look in Zack’s eyes as a set of fingers glided across the moisture gathered on the folds of her pussy.

  “I won’t even need lubricant for this next part of the exam.”

  She groaned with shame. She wished she could just disappear in that moment, but she wasn’t that lucky.

  Someone circled her clit and she moaned around the ball in her mouth, her hips bucking against his touch. Another set of fingers pressed into the entrance to her pussy and she pushed back against them. Zack held her gaze, capturing her completely and stopping her from knowing who was touching her most secret of places. The mystery of it all fueled the heat in her body, and the knowledge that there were three men in the room who could see all her body, areas that no one had ever seen before, made her shiver at
the indecency of it.

  A simmering blaze started deep in her core and she moaned around the gag.

  Oh, God. It was all too much. She could feel her arousal, slick against her thighs as three sets of fingers played with the lips of her pussy. A finger slid inside her and she keened at its touch. Another finger stretched her wide and she reveled in the wave of desire washing over her. She should feel ashamed, but the passion rushing through her veins blinded her senses and overtook anything else. She felt wild and wanton as the hand pressed deeper into her. When it stopped moving, she whined with frustration as she stared into Zack’s devilish eyes. He smirked, like he understood exactly what was going on.

  “She’s a virgin,” Noah said and Zack’s smile widened before her.

  The fingers began to move once again and a thumb reached forward to circle her clit. On her hands and knees, with a man to her front and two behind her, she groaned. Zack brushed her neck with his other hand and fisted his hands in her hair, pulling hard. Her eyes almost rolled back in her head in complete and utter ecstasy and she felt a burst of her honey rush against the fingers in her pussy. Her hips rolled as she felt her body rise higher and higher and she moaned, knowing that with each passing moment, she was hurtling closer to a much-needed release. Her body practically begged for it.

  The whole scenario was so erotic, she could hardly stand it. Completely vulnerable and at the mercy of these three men, her body flew apart in a white-hot flash. Her orgasm took over every single one of her senses and her muscles quivered with the power of it.

  Her pussy clenched hard around the digits that were pulling in and out of her, dragging every second of her release out of her and she loved it. When her body finally calmed of the rampant arousal coursing through her system, she met Zack’s eyes once again, only to see a dark and seductive expression that made her insides turn with both desire and anxiety.

  He didn’t release his hold on her hair and she didn’t want him to. It hurt, but in the most delicious kind of way. No one had ever pulled her hair before in such a manner. Now she knew that she liked it, and she liked it a whole lot.

  The fingers within her entrance pulled out and someone pulled her cheeks apart. Her eyes grew wide as the digits explored backward toward her tight little rosebud. She squeaked in shock.

  Panicked, she tried to jerk away but Zack pulled her head back even further and she keened in response as one of the men behind her spread a slippery liquid over her bottom hole. Ashamed, she whined as a digit pressed against her tight rim of muscle. She fought against it, tightening her bottom cheeks, and the hand pulled away.

  Someone took a hold of her hips and held her steady. A harsh sound of a smack rang out through the room and it took a long second for it to register in her mind that she’d been spanked. The sting hit her as the second spank fell and she yelped in surprise.

  Over and over, the heavy palm disciplined her backside and she had no doubt in her mind that it was Noah. The harsh spanks were relentless, leaving her bottom burning and stinging in no time at all.

  “Please stop,” she begged around the gag, squeezing her eyes shut from the sudden sting.

  “You will not deny me access to your body, pet. I own you and when I expect access to your naughtiest hole, you will give it to me,” he scolded and she cried against the rubber ball in her mouth.

  When her punishment ended, the fingers returned to her bottom hole and she did her best not to tighten or clench against him. Her sore backside throbbed and ached and she didn’t want to repeat the lesson that had just been applied there.

  The shameful nature of the act left her entirely speechless, embarrassed, and flushed to the core. One finger breached her channel and she moaned against the muzzle in her mouth. Her pussy clenched around empty air and she couldn’t help but notice that she was dripping wet. She was behaving like a wanton slut.

  The finger pressing into her bottom hole burned as it widened her. The stretching sensation hurt a little, but not in a terrible way. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more turned on she became. Confused, she tried her best to understand her body’s passionate reaction. Surely there was something wrong with her to enjoy such an embarrassing deed, right?

  A second digit pressed into her and she whined as her bottom hole widened to accommodate him. The soreness passed after a few long moments as he pushed deeper and deeper, before slowly pulling back out. Again and again, he did this and her body flushed with heat every time. She should be ashamed of herself.

  When a second hand pressed against her clit, her body hummed with need once again. Zack forced her eyes to his and she moaned at the sensuality within his gaze. Fingers swirled around inside her bottom and up and down her slit, overwhelming her completely. Zack pulled her hair hard once again and pain intermingled with pleasure in an intoxicating mix that subdued her completely.

  At the edge of relief, she fought against it, but it was useless to try to stop a train once it hurtled off its tracks. Her world burst with pleasure and she screamed as her orgasm washed over her, leaving her a trembling wet mess of fervent desire. Her muscles quivered as ecstasy racked her body. Passion enveloped her completely, setting every single nerve on fire with her release.

  When it was all over, she quivered on her hands and knees, weak from the force of her lust. More slippery liquid was spread over her bottom hole, but she didn’t fight back, she didn’t have the energy. She didn’t react until a cool object pressed against her naughtiest hole and when she tried to look back, Zack kept her facing straight ahead.

  “You’re to wear your kitten tail, pet, so that we may begin training that pretty hole of yours for a good hard fucking with our cocks. How does that sound, little cat?” he said, his voice dark and full of sensual promise.

  She choked and the round object continued to assault her already stretched channel. It slipped in easily at first, but she quickly realized how wide the base of the plug was with every millimeter that entered her ass and she struggled not to fight against its onslaught.

  At its thickest point, the object hurt and brought tears to her eyes, but the ache was gone in a moment as the plug popped deep and heavy inside her bottom. Soft fur rested against the tender skin of her cheeks and brushed against the flesh of her thighs. They had actually put a tail in between her legs. With a shocked blink, she could hardly believe it.

  Zack released his fist in her hair and unbuckled the gag in her mouth. With his thumb, he wiped away the drool that had gathered at the sides of her mouth. His touch was oddly comforting and completely nonjudgmental as he cleansed her. After he was finished, he picked her up off the table and held her in his arms.

  “I’m going to put the kitten down for a nap in her cage. She’s probably awfully tired after all that,” he said firmly as Noah nodded.

  “Good. I’ll finish with the vet and join you all in a little while. I will let you know if there is anything further we’ll need to know to carry on her training,” Noah replied.

  Zack cradled her close to his chest and she cuddled against him. She could hear the steady beat of his heart against her ear and she couldn’t help but smile a little bit. He carried her out of the barn and she hid her eyes, not wanting to see the pony girls in their stalls.

  She felt the sun as they ventured outside and nearly groaned at its gentle embrace. It was delicious after everything she’d experienced in the examination room. Zack carried her across the compound on a stone path and she allowed her gaze to rise to study her surroundings. A glass sliding door automatically opened as they approached a building that she guessed was the main house. She sighed as the two of them ventured inside together.

  The first thing she saw was a rather large living area with a copious amount of natural light. Soft tan microfiber couches and loveseats with extremely comfortable-looking cushions lined the walls. Pillows of varying shades of red and merlots dotted the room as pops of color. A large ottoman sat at the center of the room, big enough for her
to spread out and take a nap on. Chewing her lip, she looked around a bit more.

  “Usually only service pets are allowed in the house. You’re lucky to even set foot in here, my little feral kitty, but you’ve earned some rest and a nap before lunch,” he murmured softly in her ear and she couldn’t help but purr back at him.

  What the hell was wrong with her?

  Why was she enjoying being treated like a possession? Why did she act like such a wanton whore after being touched and fondled during a medical examination, for God’s sake? These questions consumed her, her mind a whirling mess of unsureness and insecurities.

  They walked down a wide hallway to a room at the end of the hall and entered a large bedroom. A massive king-sized bed made from light wooden logs was built into one of the corners of the room. A dark black quilt adorned the bed, where more merlot-colored pillows lay at the head.

  The bed rose very high, up to about her breast height. She’d have to climb up into it, but she had no doubt Zack and Noah would not have any difficulty getting into it. There was a set of stairs off to the side and she had a moment of weakness envisioning herself crawling up them on all fours. The sheer luxury of the bed didn’t capture her attention though. Instead, it was the cage that was built in beneath the bedframe that had an entrance on the floor. She could see a soft pad on the bottom of the crate that matched the color of the pillows on top of the bed.

  Zack gently placed her on her feet and opened the door to the cage.

  “Come here, kitty, and climb into your cage. Be a good girl now,” he coaxed as he took her wrist into his hand.

  Gazing down at the cage, she weighed her options. Was it worth it to disobey now? Did she have the energy?

  “And if I don’t?” she pressed, curious to see how strict Zack would be with her.

  “You’ll get a spanking,” he replied with a sigh. “You’re lucky I’m here instead of Noah. He’d punish you simply for hesitating.”

  “I don’t want to be spanked,” she whispered softly.