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Al'ika held out her arms. "Hold me? Please?" she asked softly. "Like. . . " she couldn't finish, but she knew Flish would know what she meant.
 
FLish pulled her into bed and put his arms around her waist. He began stroking her hair again, since that was always the best way to calm her down. "It will al be over tomorrow," he whispered.
 
Al'ika curled up in Flish's arms, feeling warm, safe, and comforted for now. She nodded as he stroked her hair and spoke to her.
 
Al'ika sleepily found one of his hands and gently squeezed it, comforting the two of them and she sighed softly, content for now. Her eyes fluttered closed slowly.
 
Al'ika woke up first. She sent a picture of her route to Issak, giving her best to Jep and Keth, before snuggling more into Flish. She closed her eyes and fell back into a light sleep.
 
Flish woke up and brought back breakfast. As they ate, he said, "I need one more thing to make this work." He pulled out a collar and leash, clipping it on her. Not long after that, he heard horns coming from down the corridor. "Well, he didn't waste any time," he muttered. "Get on your knees, slave."
 
Al'ika gave a soft whimper when he clipped the collar and leash on her and she hesitantly got on her knees.

You better be in position, Issak, or I will not be happy, she growled mentally.
 
Lord Ashglow strode into the room in his usual pompous manner."Ah, Flish, I see you've managed to put our little pet in her place," he said, grabbong her chin and forcing her to look up at him. "You've caused a lot of trouble for me, little one. I expect you'll be making it up to me very soon." He turned to Flish. "How sure are you that she will serve me?" he asked, "I want proof." Flish stared back at him with an icy glare and said, "Slave, entertain our guest." He unclipped the leash.
 
Flish grabbed her by the hair. "I don't like your tone, slave. You'll be back in the box later f you keep it up, now do what the fuck I taught you to do."
 
Flish slapped her across the face. "Do it properly or you'll be with the rats all day tomorrow," he said, as Ashglow pressed his cock head against her lips.
 
Ashglow thrust himself down her throat, leaving himself in and not pulling out until well after he felt her start to gag. He let her breathe and did it again, this time pulling out long enough for her to gulp a little air down before he stated fucking her mouth in earnest. "I hope you like this, because that's what you'll get every morning when you wake up, Slave," he said. "I think you're an even better cocksuckeer than your friend."
 
Al'ika felt tears roll down her cheeks, but she allowed the abuse to happen. She couldn't do much else, until Flish could help.
 
Ashglow kept thrusting and choking her until he pulled out and shot onto her face. "There you go, Slave, a nice lunch," he laughed. Flish put her on all fours and kicked her in the ass hard. "Go back to your cell, Slave, we need to discuss business. You will be punished later," he said.
 
"As you wish, Sir," she growled before crawling off in the 'direction' of her cell. When she was out of the way, she stood up and began to run.
 
Ashglow began to take off after her, but Al'ika saw a quick glint of a rapier being drawn, blocking his path. "Get out, don't worry about me!" he yelled, dodging and swinging back under Lord Ashglow's withering strikes.
 
Al'ika ran. As fast as she could. To her former camp, coming out of the cave, gasping, whimpering, crying. "Issak? Keth?Jep?' She called.
 
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