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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

Rick held his cellphone screen up in front of Kit’s face. The little counter showed less than thirty minutes left on the auction. Kit grimaced and tried to look away, tried to squirm away.

“Almost five hundred bucks,” He crowed.

“Damn.” snickered Cormac. “You’re going cheap. I thought he’d be worth more.”

“They’re just going to whore him out anyways. No sense spending a lot of money on a toy.”

Kit knew the pair of them from school. He’d seen them in the halls. Didn’t really know too much about them until, on the way home from classes, they’d offered him a lift.

When he’d awoke, his clothes were missing and in their place he was dressed in long white stockings. Not only that, his limbs were bound immobile.

Slowly the realization fell on him as the duo took photos of him with their cellphones and made snickering noises as they created his “profile.”

They were going to sell him!

***

I was really worried about this pic several times. It didn’t feel like it was coming together like I wanted. And, when it finally started to work, Photoshop crashed and tried to murder it.

Lotta work to develop the eSlavery site. XD Ended up feeling like real work, since I do that sort of thing professionally.

Special thanks to my muse for this project. Check him out over at http://thecoyotekid.tumblr.com/

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Inhuman Society - Part 4

“Don’t say it to me. Speak to them.” The catcher, still holding tightly to Nic’s hair turned the boy’s face toward the caged nekos.

They looked at him with a mix of disgust and pity. It was obvious that he was “bribing” the man to get out of his capture. It was also obvious that they all disapproved.

Apparently standards were something street neko had?

Nic whined with each continuing thrust as the man fucked him. He was substantially larger than Nic. Not that Nic had not been around before. But it was always a jarring experience.

He felt his own cock stiffen at the stimulation. An animal reaction to the stress and fear of the moment.

“I’m a whore.” Nic squeaked between ragged breathes, his face burned brightly with shame. It was a humiliating act. But it was also going to buy him is freedom.

“You are.” Someone watching said.

The man finished up quickly, filling Nic with a hot spray of cum that left the inside of his legs sticky.

The neko lay on the van bed still breathing heavily, his own erection slowly dwindling. He looked up expectantly as the catcher zipped up.

“Not bad.” He critiqued smugly. “But definitely not the best.”

Nic already saw the direction this conversation was going. Leaving the ruins of his clothes behind, the youth scampered to his feet and dived for the street and away from the van. 

His escape was readily met with the slam of the rear door in his face. Stunned, he staggered in backward to the ground again. The other door closed, sealing him in.

“Wha … wha?!” He demanded to no one in particular. “You said you’d let me go!” Nic pounded on the back door - a solid, windowless slab of metal. “Let me go!”

Somewhere behind him another neko spoke. “Not only a slut, but a dumb slut…”

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Making people “feel good” was not something Nic was unfamiliar with. It was how he found enough money for food and avoided sleeping on the street. The neko was not necessarily proud of what he did, but it worked.
“Oh ho?” Asked the catcher, still...

Making people “feel good” was not something Nic was unfamiliar with. It was how he found enough money for food and avoided sleeping on the street. The neko was not necessarily proud of what he did, but it worked.

“Oh ho?” Asked the catcher, still holding firmly to the boy as he dragged him down the street to the waiting van. “And how would you do that?”

He opened the back of the rusty van. One length of the interior was lined with crude mesh cages, each containing a neko crouched on all fours within their narrow confines. Eyes wide with fear, some hissed, others huddled behind their tails.

All of them regarded the newest addition.

“I…” Nic lost his voice in the presence of the others. He’d feel like a total whore saying what came next.

The catcher read his prey’s emotions and smirked. “Ah well. Into the van then. I’m sure X-Corp will pay a few dollars for the lot of you.”

As the man hefted Nic by a fist-full of hair into the bed of the van, Nic lost his reticence. “I’d suck your cock. I … I’d let you fuck me. Whatever you want.”

“Like I’d need you permission, you dumb fuck.” The catcher cast Nic down on the old carpet of the van interior. Coarsely he pulled Nic’s underwear and clothes away.

“Tell them.” He said, pointing at the other caged nekos. “Tell them what a whore you are.”

Face flushed red in humiliation, Nic glanced quickly at the others around him, feeling their stares, their judgement. If it let him escape, he’d do it. “I’m a —”

Nic yelped as the catcher entered him unprepared. The man loomed massive over him, pinning the neko to the ground and hammering his own cock within the youth’s ass.

“You’re what?”

Nic gasped and tried to find words.” I’m … a … slut …”

***

Oh hey look. I drew a thing.

Not as cathartic as I was hoping. But ah well. It is done now.

If you have not read them, there are two more parts to this story posted previously.

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Inhumane Society - Part 2

The van waited ominously around the corner. Rust-riddled, the vehicle’s paint had the look of whatever the automobile equivalent of leprosy was. The smell of fear, pain, and urine emanated from the vehicle and set Nic’s ears back against his head tensely.

The catcher definitely wasn’t a member of Animal Services. That much was apparent from his rundown van. He had to be a free-lancer, catching nekos on his own and selling them to X-Corp at a profit.

Nic gulped and pawed at the man’s side. The catcher bore the neko under one arm, flexing his bicep to keep the youth pinned against his torso. At a distance, the pair of them may have looked like a small child being carried by his father, rather than a fully-grown neko being man-handled like luggage.

Neko stood a full two feet shorter than most humans. Save for a few very spoiled house nekos, they were lean and fit. Street nekos moreso from a life on the run, scrounging for scraps, and chill nights.

Nic neared a full panic as they approached the vehicle. He could hear plaintive voices calling out from within.

“Let us go!” “Let me go!” “My family!” “I don’t want to go! I’m not hurting anyone!”

The catcher smirked.

There had to be a way to get out of this. Something that Nic had to offer that the other’s he’d capture did not. There was one thing. The one thing that Nic used to get by where most other nekos did not.

“I can make you feel good.” He mewled. “Let me go and I’ll be the best lay you’ve ever had.”

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Inhumane Society - Part 1

The bag of food was obviously a trap. 

It was too perfect. Nic could smell it through the packaging, fresh and unspoiled. In the world of dumpster diving it was rare that such a meal manifest itself. The other strays on the street would long ago have looted it.

One of his ears twitched first up the street and then down. Aside from the usual late night city noise, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. He inched forward on the tips of his toes, bare feet pressed against cold concrete.

Food was scarce. His late night work had been spartan recently. “Animal Services” had stepped up patrols in the area and he was a prime target. Staying out of site and out of mind was how he survived.

Another step forward. His tail was stiff and bristled with anticipation. Froze in place, waiting for the kill.

And then the pounce. Nic sprinted forward towards the open trash bin. The over-sized hoodie he wore shifted awkwardly, its broken zipper ensuring that one or the other of his shoulders was exposed.

The dumpster was within reach when he confirmed that it was a trap. Stupid move on his part. But food was scarce.

Nic mewled loudly and tried to change direction in mid air.

Physics doesn’t work that way.

A man, hidden behind piles of waste and trash bags, loomed up in front of him, reaching out to catch the neko by the leg. The boy yelped and tried to squirm away.

In his flailing he fell further out of the hand-me-down hoodie. It was obviously intended for someone larger than the small, lean neko. He wore a skimpy pair of underwear and little else beneath it. His skin was pale and smooth.

“Gotcha, ya lil’ beastie.” The man leered. “They said somethin’ was raidin’ their trash cans. Didn’t expect a pretty Nictie like you.”

“Lemme go!” Nic hissed, baring his teeth and trying to bite.

The blow that followed was swift and left Nic seeing star. 

“Shut it. Behave and I might let you get to Processing with a few less bruises…”

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