I was flying through the forest, through the brown trees, tough with their bark. As you know, I go there for inspiration, and as I was flying with my thoughts, black tail twitching with contentment, I noticed a flash of purple and brown. Too curious for my own good, I descended to the murky, dark and brown forest floor, looking for the creature I recognised so well. As I walked, or toddled, through the brown and grey muck of the forest, every now and then pausing to get the sticky leaves off my talons, I remembered the very incident that made me recognise this creature. I shuddered for a second as the memories flooded back like water through a broken dam. I paused yet again, closed my eyes, and looked up at the emerald green trees above me. I realised I had not been looking properly enough, as aipom love their trees. I blinked for a second, as a beam of light hit my eyes, and turned towards a much relived sounding sigh.
I knew it was her. I could sense it. The purple monkey was on a branch sticking out above me, the tan three fingered hand on her tail keeping her on the dry and dead piece of wood. I looked into her gemstone eyes for probably the first time in years. The spark of the life she had once led was still in her eyes, but her eyes looked drained and haunted. Most of the sparkle was gone out of her tired eyes. I noticed how coarse her fur was, as if the fur had been stuck together by fluids that have long evaporated. The purple fur was sticking up in many places, as if many people had come into contact with her, mated with her. I wasn't surprised, given the way this creature worked. I was a victim to her sexual workings after all. She leapt down from the branch, landing perfectly on her feet. She was stronger than she looked, and I wondered if it was to do with all the mating she did, but didn't really want to ask. The hand on her tail, a ball with three stubs sticking out oddly, moved up to my face, trying to touch me.
I flinched, and flew back a bit, knowing where that hand had been. The idea that such an aipom would have used those fingers to pleasure another made me sick to my stomach, so I clutched my stomach in pain and closed my eyes. Knowing what aipom do when one's eyes are closed, I reopened my eyes a second later. She had moved closer, looking at me in awe, walking around me as if I was a much prized item that she wanted. I gulped, and kept my eyes on her and she marched around me. She looked all over me, my black tail, the musical note shaped head, the blue wings, my everything. She seemed to be unable to smile at the moment, but her eyes where sparkling, like gemstones. I tilted my head and twitched my black tail, looking at the aipom in curiosity. So many thoughts flowed through my head. She was so powerful and highly ranked before, why was she here in the forest? Did she get fired? Did she try and mate with one of the leaders of the PRO? The aipom gave me a funny look, and sighed again. I waited for her to speak, looking at the trees, green cotton candy held up with brown thick sticks.
"Yes, the PRO did ban me from my signing up duties, but it wasn't for something as trivial as mating, beautiful chatot." Her voice finally rung, slicing the silence like a knife would do to skin, "I was caught doing something much worse." She chuckled, swinging her tail around my face. "Come, I will show you my home, and we will talk."
She took me over to her house, or at least she called it a house. In that sort of environment, you would have thought it to be a simple pile of wood and logs. When she took me to this soggy pile of timber, I gave her a funny look, as if I thought that she had finally lost it. She tilted her worn old head slightly, looking frailer then ever, and opened a trap door under a few twigs. I looked at her apologetically, and jumped into the hole that was her home.
The house itself was quite roomy, and a bit damp. You could tell that she was hiding here from something, as it looked like a tunnel rather than a home. There was a table made from more wood, and two brown and thin chairs. She motioned me to sit on one of the chairs, and walked into one of the "rooms", smaller caverns at the edge of the main tunnel. I looked at the mud walls sadly, and wondered what had happened to this creature. Sure, she had tried to violate me, pretty much raped me, but I had agreed with it, with a little encouragement from my mate at the time, Jason the absol.
This whole feeling of desperation and worry, told me that this wasn't the aipom's fault. She wouldn't need to hide like this. She shouldn't. It wasn't right in my little eyes. Maybe she was more scared than she seemed, maybe she was hiding something that she didn't want anyone else to know.
She walked back in after a while, and asked me if I wanted a glass of milk. I thought about how poor the aipom looked, and then asked her what pokemon the milk came from. She blushed slightly, shyly muttered "Aipom…" and I in turn shook my head politely. To this day, I still find milk repulsive.
She sat down after a while, holding a grey cup in her tail hand, and then put her face in her hands and cried, dropping the cup on the floor. Normally, I just sit, stunned, unable to act. But I had to ask her what was wrong, if anything was. I saw the tears flow down on the table, making the wooden table shiny with aipom tears.
"What's wrong, Seedeth?" I finally asked, tapping her furry back with a wing. She looked up, whimpering. I was right, she was scared under all those confident layers. She looked up to me, a sparkle in her eyes, and sniffed.
"The …PRO." She stammered, shuddering and twitching. The hand on her tail grabbed my tail tightly. I flinched, and the grip became tighter. The hand on her tail rubbed it, moving up and down the tail as if it was something she wanted to molest.
Ignoring the fact she actually had a hold of me in this sort of area, I asked, "What about them?" The hand slid down further, nearer to the opening of my butt.
"They found out I was selling myself and now I am stuck here!" Seedeth grabbed me, her eyes sparkled with excitement again. I was being squeezed against the aipom, the hand on her tail just a few millimetres away from the opening of my pussy. I made a small whimper, I knew where she was going with this. "I need to hide, I need someone to make me feel safe."
"I have no idea what that has to do with me though.…" My face was pressed against her tan coloured one. The fur was soft, as I expected, but had a slight roughness to it. I blushed, and tried to pull myself away. The aipom rubbed her head against mine, making soft monkey sounds. The more I tried to get away, the softer her sounds became.
Seedeth then smiled, and giggled, "You don't remember, that time. I need you now. I need it again." I realised what this was about and tried to wriggle away. Her grip on me remained as tight as possible.
"That was years ago, and I only did it for Jason…he needed the money, and I loved him" I squirmed and wriggled, but the aipom's grip was strong.
"But you liked it. I felt you rub back...against me." The crazy aipom cooed, "Come on. Please? You've got something I need. Obedience" She pushed me closer. "I need someone to make me feel as good as you did then."
I kicked and squirmed, and wished I was a gastrodon so I could slip away. Her grip on me grew tighter the more I wriggled, and soon I gave up. She walked me over to her bedroom, a brown walled room with a bed and a chest of drawers. She threw me on the bed, like a used toy, and pinned me down with all of her paws. She suddenly started rubbing her clit against my clit, causing all sorts of sensations and feelings to course through my body, pretty much like an electric shock. Fear was the main thing that swamped my confused mind, and she seemed to notice this. I tried screaming for help, hoping the PRO would save me from such a disgusting creature. But the aipom just chuckled and put the hand on her tail over my yellow beak.
"Relax." She murmured as I quivered, "You are just what I need." She rubbed herself against me and added, "I won't kill you, I promise." I closed my eyes and hoped it would go away, as she rubbed harder and harder. I was trying to block out everything, thinking of something other than the aipom that was forcibly causing me sexual pleasure. She seemed to noticed that I was scared stiff, and gave me a quick lick on the cheek.
"I will hurt you, if you don't do what I say." She growled, licking my chest.
"Seedeth, please!" I squirmed, but the grip remained as strong as it was before she started licking.
"It's too bad you don't have breasts." The aipom smirked, ignoring my pleas as she licked my chest roughly, and even started giving it soft nips from her teeth. "I could give you some real fun."
Her licks grew more intense, and lower on my body. Soon, she was faced my pussy, and grinned evilly. The hand on her tail was now around my throat, causing me to sweat with anticipation. She was going to kill me, unless I let her do what she was about to do. I shivered, and closed my eyes again as her soft and warm tongue entered my pussy.
"S-Seedeth!" I gasped, sensations filling the whole of my body already, "P-please stop this madness!"
"I want you to be aroused by me." Seedeth continued to smirk, getting more and more turned on by this, "I want you to love me." Her tongue tried to penetrate deeper, gathering all of the fluids that where now leaking out of my aroused pussy. I whimpered as I felt the sensations intensify, and groaned as I felt more fluids splash out of my pussy, all over the aipom's face, and all over my abdomen. I lay limply on the floor, too tired to fight back anymore.
"Excellent, Ruffled." Seedeth chuckled, licking pure white cum off her nose, "You are much better than I expected."
I shuddered and whimpered, the tears in my eyes blurring my vision. The purple aipom over me was grinning triumphantly, brushing my feathers down with the hand on her tai, which just made them more wet and stickyl. I was wet, I was sticky, and I was scared. Her fur was now less ruffled than my own; at least that was a relief. I had something that separated me and her. Something to hold on to. Something to keep to myself.
She crept over to me, and licked my beak seductively. More tears fell down my face, and I tried to wriggle away from the monster. Frustration, anger and hopelessness flooded my mind again, as she started to clean my pussy clean with her tongue. I cringed as I felt the long tongue race across my shivering body.
"Will you be my mate, beautiful chatot?" She murmured, stroking my pussy in such a way that it brought both fear and lust into my confused head.
I started to get drunk off the smell of arousal on her body, but I refused to accept such an offer, specially after what she had done to me. This was what wild pokemon did...primal pokemon with only Freudian instincts in their very small brains.
I wriggled and having no more energy, gave up, panted (as I was exhausted) and shook my head stubbornly. I thrashed my tail angrily, and flapped my wings, trying to fly away like I always have done. But I had no energy to do so, just barely enough energy to breathe. I flopped on the bed that Seedeth and I were on. It was a soft and pink bed, contrasting my gloomy and grey mood. At least the walls where brown: unhappy, muddy, and sickening. Just how I felt. The aipom moved closer to me, and touched my tail with hers again. I shook my head, too scared to even speak now. The hand on her tail wrapped its fingers around the tail, and gripped it roughly again. She had a thing for my black metronome tail, she always had the hand on her tail on it. The sensation of her hand on my tail was a tingling one, I did not like to be touched, but I couldn't stop her due to my tiredness.
"This room will be your quarters. You will wait here, until I need you. You should be done for today, so I will leave you here. Speaking of which..." She paused for a second, and ran out of the small room. She came back a second later holding what seemed to be a blue collar, and a leash to match. "...so you don't get away" She put the collar around my neck, and tied the leash to the bed post I was closest too. I looked at her sadly, tried to ask her why through my eyes. She grinned and moved closer to me again. The fingers on the hand on her tail skimmed over the edge of my pussy hole, causing me to moan.
"You are a beautiful chatot." She rubbed my cheeks with her grimy little purple paws, and fingered the opening of my pussy with the hand on her tail, "You make me feel alive with your screaming." She kissed me on my cheek, tied my wings to their sides with string so I couldn't fight back, and left the room.
I sighed, and looked around my new quarters. The room was small, and sad, like my heart was at the present time. Seedeth had me trapped now, I was unable to even walk out of the door. Tears finally swept down my face, as the emotions of it all seeped into my mind. This was all I was now, and I knew that I had to live with it.
It was a while later that the aipom appeared again. She had cleaned herself, it appeared. Her fur was soft and silky, and no mud (or other) stains where on the soft fur. She looked at me with an evil glint in her eyes, and sat down next to me. Her eyes seemed to weaken; they became less focused, almost as if she knew how I felt. Even though she had attacked me in this way, I couldn't help but admire her for this weakness. She kissed me on the cheek again, and stroked the top of my head. I whimpered, still refusing to speak, in case it led to something. She continued stroking and patting, until I stopped shaking, and drew closer. She removed the leash from the bed post, and took a tight grip of it. There was a silence as we both sat next to each other, Seedeth looking at a pebble on the muddy floor.
"What would you like to eat?" She asked at long last, stroking my clit yet again. I looked at her horrified, disgusted on how she could think of such a trivial question when she has done so much to me already. I squirmed away as much as a chatot with tied wings could, but she pulled my leash so I was close to her again. My face was pressed against hers. I could feel the hot breath coming from her aipom mouth. It tasted of honey, and warm bread.
"You need to eat…keep your strength up, beautiful chatot. Or you will end up like me." She rubbed her face against mine, hissing in the quietest voice possible. She reminded me of a warm blooded snake, trapping their prey before injecting the venom, and eating the shell that was left. This seemed to make something inside me snap, and I felt I could stay mute no longer.
"I am Ruffled, a pokemon, not your pet!" I cried at long last, unable to take this treatment any more. "And, why am I here?" The aipom continued stroking until she had really ticked me off.
"You are here because I want you to." She licked me on the face, the saliva dripping and sticking horribly to my feathers, "I'm guessing if you are going to be rude, I will have to tame you then!" She laughed, and walked out of the room and locked the door, probably preparing things.
I could smell many nice smelling things, but I kept wary, and stiff. I didn't know what "taming" was, but I did not want to find out. I shook my head, trying to get the feeling of wetness off my face while waiting for Seedeth. It didn't work though, and I only ended up dizzy. When I finally gave up, I could smell honey in the air, as if a huge jar had been opened. I cried and wriggled, not knowing the use of this honey, until the aipom returned with a bowl of the stuff. I sighed, and lay down on the floor with my tongue sticking out pathetic. The aipom looked at me with a look of pity, and put the huge bowl down. This bowl was big enough to stick someone's head in, and I hoped it wasn't mine.
"Let me go." I begged, "I'll even behave during our last…you know. Just set me free." The aipom shook her head and shoved my head into the honey bowl.
I closed my eyes on the impact, but they still burned. For a second I could not breathe, I was sucking in honey. My sides quickly started burning in pain; I knew I was going to die here. My sides ached for air, and I started losing focus of everything around me, even the colour of the bowl didn't seem clear to me anymore.
When I thought I was about to die in sweet, sticky honey, my head was dragged out by the aipom. After taking my wing restraints off, she looked at my honey covered head, and her eyes sparkled in excitement. She grabbed me and started licking my face again. I shook my head and tried to kick, but her grip was getting stronger fast. She tickled me with the hand on her tail, tickling down my back, the hand slowly creeping further down until it touched my pussy, honey entering the hole and making it sting slightly. I wouldn't be supprised if she had cut me on the inside during her last rape session.
I wriggled and shook my head, cursing my ticklishness. The honey bowl was emptied onto me, the sticky stuff covering most of my body. I freaked and wriggled more as she licked lower and lower, but she had a grip on me. The tongue touched me, violated me, and I moaned slightly, feeling the sensations yet again. The grip got tighter and tighter, and I was being pressed yet again against the hips of the aipom. She started rocking her hips, and I closed my eyes. The rocking was then combined with rubbing, and I could feel her pussy touch mine, her clitoris rubbing against my own.
"I thought no more for today…" I whimpered, trying to ignore the sensations.
"This is your punishment, for being rude." She replied coldly as she continued rocking and rubbing with her hips, her pussy rubbing against mine, making me feel all sorts of sensations and feelings. She then pushed me down on the cold mud floor, pinning me down with all her limbs. The rubbing and licking continued, only more harsh, more violent. I could feel her hips pushing against mine, inside me, almost. I groaned and moaned, this was becoming too much, but at the same time started rocking and rubbing as well. I knew it was wrong, but I couldn't stop. I carried on, and even started licking her left breast until the aipom gave a tug of her leash softly, as if rewarding me. I stopped the rubbing and licking when I realised what I was doing, and just lay on the hard floor stiffly, thinking of a better place, as sensations began to grow. I soon tried to kick, but she suddenly wasn't in range any more. I felt her crawl up my body, rubbing against the next, slightly higher parts of me, one by one. I opened my eyes in shock, and closed them again, as I realised just that she had moved higher than I thought, and was now rubbing herself against my face.
"Lick me." She commanded. The hand on her tail wrapped itself around my throat, and I realised that I had no choice. My tongue poked out of my mouth, touching the soft flaps of her labia. She moaned, kissing the top of my head. The taste was sour, but ad a strange milky feel to it as well. Not that I cared about the taste of her fluids at this point in time. Soon, she gave a sigh as more fluids flooded out of her area, and the hand on her tail fell to the ground.
At least the sensations where fading, I thought. Then I felt the sensation return, and I cursed that tail of hers. I opened my eyes again, and was unable to open my beak out of fear. She had finished her work, or at least had paused; she looked slightly ruffled, but not as much as me. She grinned, leering at me.
"You shall be tamed, Ruffled." She smirked at my name, "I won't stop till you are." She moved closer again, panting with exhaustion and probably lust. She continued for many hours, breaking my spirit piece by piece, until I couldn't take the harshness of it all any more. I was wet all over, sticky and covered in more than her drool. My legs where aching and twitching from pain, along with my bruised pussy of course. I couldn't take it any more. I was going to die of exhaustion if this carried on. I knew it now. She was my master. I had to give up. There was no other way.
My beak snapped open. "Ok, I will do what you want." I bowed my head, opened up my wings, showing submission. There was no point biting the hand that feeds after all. The aipom smiled, and patted me on the back. She then leapt onto my back and rubbed her hips against my back. I twitched a little, but saw little point in retaliating. She nodded, and got off my back, and looked at me with a look of achievement . I was panting heavily still, liquid dripping off my beak and other places, trembling at the knees in fear.
"Good, submission is the first step." She looked at me with more malice, touching my face gently, "Now here is what I want you to do first…"
A few weeks past, and they seemed like years in that house. Mainly the aipom left me alone until it was around 1 am, and then she "played" with me and left the room. I was allowed to explore the rest of the aipom's house, as I had stopped resisting by then. I had begun to understand the master/slave relationship, and I was content at the fact I had a meaning to someone now, even if it was to be their sex toy. At that time, I didn't mind, the mating filled my needs as well as hers, and I was well fed in the building anyway. Also, the mating was so harsh that I was exausted enough to sleep, despite my insomnia.
I was walking around the kitchen for at least the seventh time one day when I had the feeling I was being watched. I looked around, and saw a hole in a wall. The eye pressed up against it was so familiar, and yet so strange. The iris was a blood red, and the pupil was small. I looked at the eye for quite some time before it vanished. I shrugged, uncaring, and went back to walking around the kitchen. The aipom walked into the room after my tenth lap, and patted me softly. I bowed, used to this contact by now, and lay on the floor belly up, legs in the air. She tickled me slightly, and gagged at the sticky feathers that I now had, due to all the liquids that where now sticking to the darn things. She wiped her now messy paws on my back, where there where less sticky liquids hiding there.
"You need a bath." She looked at me sternly. I looked at her and nodded.
She picked me up and took me to a blue tiled bathroom. When we arrived there, she removed my collar and the leash attached to it, and dropped them on the floor. She then dropped me in the navy blue bath tub and turned the taps. I waited as the water rose around me, seeing if anything would happen from this. She just sat down and kept her beady little aipom eye on me as I bathed. I rubbed all over myself with my feathers, and soon I felt cleaner. She jumped into the water with me, rubbing me down all over. I closed by eyes, and flushed slightly. I could feel her soft, silky fur rubbing against my ruffled feathers again.
"Master," I spoke as she scrubbed me, "Is this another reason why I needed a bath?" She put her hand to my beak, and continued her rubbing.
All sorts of emotions filled my mind at this time. She was touching me, but also to clean me. She was making sure I was clean and happy. It struck me then, that I had not only become her slave, but also became infatuated with her. The aipom seemed to notice my blushing, and splashed me with the water in the bath. I splashed back, and soon it was a happy splashing game, just like the games the Seal would play with the Spheal. Soon, the aipom thought I was clean enough, and jumped out of the bath, and ran to get towels. She came back dry, and holding a grey towel in the hand on her tail.
I pulled the plug with my beak, and the water drained down. The aipom was sitting on a light blue toilet holding the grey towel. I grabbed the towel with haste, and covered myself with it. It was rough, it was uncomfortable, but I knew it was all I had.
"Thank you master." I muttered, bowing slightly.
She put my collar and leash back on my neck, grinning in the fact that she did now have complete control, both physically and mentally. I looked up to my master, feeling loyalty, rather than the hate I once felt. I knew there was nothing I could do to stop her, anyway. She rubbed me down with the towel, enjoying every second of it (I suppose), smiling softly as my feathers began to dry. I just stood there, waiting for her to finish, and as I did so I started rubbing my head against her chest softly showing her in my own way that I had chosen her as my mate. She smiled, and I closed my eyes as she embraced me, holding me tight in her arms, stroking my back with her soft tail. We knew we were together now, for better or for worse.
A few seconds seemed to pass, and the door smashed open, bits of wood flying everywhere. An absol, tall, defiant, white and black, growled and shook his head. I knew the face anywhere. Jason. I looked to him, sighing in relief and joy. Such a face had not been seen in months, and another living face seemed to make me feel less isolated. The tall dog shaped pokemon jumped on top of the aipom and scratched her with his big black claws, blood soaking the ebony claws.
"Get away from Ruffled, you bitch!" He cried, seeming to spit in her face while he did so.
The purple monkey screamed, and screamed more when she saw a huge dragon like creature creep up from behind. The blue monster roared, and hit her in the face with one of its huge paws.
"This is a rescue mission, boys." Jason cried, whipping his head around, "Knock out the monkey, and keep Ruffled safe."
"Got it, sir."
I felt a pang of guilt. My master was getting hurt, by Jason and his new recruits. This wasn't a fair fight either, two against one was not fair at all. I made a battle cry and charged at the dark blue beast, right in its red stomach. The creature gave a wounded cry and pushed me down with its huge arms. The arms seemed to be like them of a praying mantis, long and sharp looking, with "wings" on the end of the arm. I tried to get up, and I saw Jason padding over to me. The absol looked worried and confused, but I knew what I had to do at that present time, protect my master.
"What are you doing?" He asked. I looked at him, confused, as if the answer was obvious.
"My master is being hurt, Jason. I should obey my master. Master will do things otherwise." I said, ruffling my feathers obediently. Jason looked at me with a look of pity for a second, nuzzled me with his black furred face, and swiped me on the head. After a few seconds I fell on the floor, and everything slowly faded to black.
I awoke much later, alone, in a white, cold, and lonely room. The tiled walls made the room seem slightly smaller. I tried to move to save my master, but failed. I was tied to a chair, a soft, grey chair with a cushion where my bottom was. I shook my head defiantly, and looked around the room. My blue collar was on the white floor, almost as abandoned as I felt. Tears fell down my eyes in desperation.
"Master…" I chirped sadly.
I looked around the room a second time. Next to me was a bed, cuboid and solid looking, with a soft purple sheet, and a very similar looking pillow. There was a chest of drawers in the room too, wooden and brown. I looked down on myself, and noticed I was dressed in a white shirt and shorts. I shook, trying to get this silly piece of clothing off. It was futile; the horrid white clothes remained on me, rubbing against my feathers. I groaned and moaned, and wriggled and squirmed. I wanted out; I wanted to go home to master. Master needed me. I needed master. It was a new thing I understood, too late of course.
At this time, my mindset had completely warped, due to the long and murky days passed under the arm of the odd aipom. I was desperate; 1 am was becoming closer and closer, and I needed the ritual now, it was programmed into my day. The door opened; a solid looking pale grey rectangle with a glass window at the top, and a giant lizard pokemon with what appeared to be a tree as its tail walked in. He looked at me with interest, and walked over to my chair. I looked at him, crying and thrashing.
"What do you want, little chatot?" The sceptile asked me, ruffling my feathers on the top of my head with his huge green paw. I was crying, it seemed, as the feeling of hopelessness and failure was flooding me too much. I sniffed, and looked towards the giant pokemon with probably the most pitiful look I had ever made.
"I want to see Seedeth." I said finally, tensing every muscle in my body, "I need her." The sceptile sighed, and asked me why.
"Its almost 1…" I hung my head in shame.
"I'm sorry Ruffled, but I cannot let you see her."
"What, why?" I asked.
"You have no master. She should not have taken control of you, and you are not the first...let me tell you. She is not allowed to see you any more, on pain of death."
I screamed as loud as I could, and wriggled and thrashed, "I need Seedeth! I love her, and she loves me! You don't understand what I have been through!" I yelled, moving every part of my body. The sceptile jumped back, and a lucario and blissey put a mouth mask on my face. Pretty soon, my thrashing slowed. I knew it was knock-out gas, and pretty soon I fell asleep as the drug did its job. As I fell unconscious, the last thing on my mind was the life of the one who had named me "Beautiful chatot". And how it was to pass that we could never meet again. Or was it?