The Zootopian Chronicles II: Darkness

by Menser

The Protectors: They came with promises of safety and protection from all the threats facing Zootopia but what if the greatest threat is The Protectors themselves? Nick, Judy and their Furless friend must forge an alliance with old friends and Legends from Zootopia's dark mysterious past to save their city and world against these invaders from within and new otherworldly threats.

33. Reynard's Story – Part 3C

Reynard's Story – Part 3C

This is the third of several sections of the Third Part of Reynard's Story. Jack and his friends have to try and get out of a sticky situation. There is a massive bunny hunt on and Jack and his friends really find out how difficult being secret agents can really be. A major discovery by the trio of adventurers leads to a mission of massive proportions. The chapter is Rating M++ because of scenes referencing rape, torture, torment, scenes of extreme depravity, extreme violence and gore.

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Zoodate: Zoodate: (-34 Years) (32 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie), 145 P.C.

145 P.C.

The last part of Reynard's story had not gone over well as Judy vomited up much of her dessert after hearing of young Jack's brutal treatment by the old rabbit pedophile. Fortunately Drew had been prepared for many tears holding a handful of tissues he had brought and intercepted most of the mess. He held his shaking little gray ball of love and pet her head until she seemed to feel better and picked her up and took her to a restroom to clear her and himself off.

Once she felt better, they returned and she demanded wine and he filled her glass and she drained it. Drew looked at her quite concerned, but she glared at him and demanded more. He filled her glass again and she relaxed and sipped it's contents.

Reynard had used the time to visit the facilities and refill his drink and they finally settled back around the table.

Judy finally seemed to regain her ability to speak.

Judy: upset "That… that is such… the most horrible thing to happen… and to such a young little bunny! How… how could you have sent him into that? What where you thinking?"

Reynard: "Judy, we didn't know he would face anything like that. We didn't know any of the horrible things happening there were going on. If we had known, we would never have sent him there. The entire facility was a house of horrors which is what everyone involved called that place. The problem was it was kept very secretive by the boss of the district, and no one could get any information out of there. It was only by chance Felix had a double agent who could even get Jack access. Felix's double agent had no idea Jack was our agent as who would ever think such a tiny young bunny could be undercover?"

Judy: very upset "And with very good reason! He was tiny, weak and inexperienced… and you put him in there with… monsters… horrible things."

Reynard: "Judy… the stakes were very high. There were so many innocents suffering similar horrors there over and over, innocents of all ages, not just kids. Would you have wanted me to leave all of them to suffer similar fates?"

Judy: uncertain "No. But why couldn't you go in yourself instead of sending a baby bunny to face such horrible things?"

Reynard: "You know why. We had no idea what was happening, and we had to abide by the laws of King Nobel. For my gang to go there would have meant open war which could have spread across half the city and led to the deaths of hundreds or thousands."

Judy: angry "This king should never have allowed such things to happen there."

Reynard: "Exactly my point. And exactly why I was flaunting his laws. Such abuses were happening everywhere. What do you think was happening at these sex clubs I was raiding?"

Judy: depressed "I… I… I don't want to think about it."

Reynard: "Just because you want to deny it, doesn't mean it wasn't happening. You can't just surround yourself with pretty things and pretend bad things aren't happening in the world and evil isn't rampaging around unchecked. You need to stand up to such vileness and attack with vicious efficient brutality."

Judy: despondent "You had a little bunny kill someone. That is… urp..."

Judy looked like she was going to throw up again. But she seemed to control the urges. Drew kept trying to calm her and give her feelings of relaxation, but she looked anything but relaxed. She was thoroughly disturbed by the whole event.

Reynard: "Jack was in a desperate situation. He made a decision that was the best at the time. The entire situation was unsafe for him."

Drew: "Did he disobey your orders when he distracted them from raping the other boy, Sam? Shouldn't he have kept a low profile as he was supposed to?"

Reynard: "Jack was an agent. He was given latitude and freedom in making such decisions. I could not have expected him to sit there and listen when he could have done something. He was a young agent and didn't have the experience necessary to ignore it."

Drew: aghast "You mean he should have ignored it?"

Reynard: "Yes. He put himself and the mission in terrible peril with his actions. It is not pretty, but sacrifices have to be made sometimes for the greater good. There are cases sometimes when you would have to even participate and encourage such behavior or even murder someone to maintain your cover."

Judy: extremely upset "How could you ever expect him to do that!? How could you expect anyone to do any of those things?"

Reynard: "We were not dealing with sweet pretty innocent things. We dealt with the most depraved evil horrific individuals anywhere. When you deal with such people, you have to do things you are not proud of in order to achieve your goal. If you have to let some get raped, murdered, tortured or hundreds of other creative horrors these types come up with in order to stop them happening to many others, so be it. Also the agent's own life is the most important priority. He or she must always think of themselves first. Their mission and any future mission depends on it. You will see my response to the entire situation once the story continues."

Drew: curious "Judy, what do you do with situations like this in Bunnyburrow?"

Judy: shocked "What!? Nothing like this would go on in Bunnyburrow!"

Drew: "You don't ever have any deviants there that would abuse children?"

Judy: hesitant "I… well… yes… it has happened before..."

Drew: "What did you do?"

Judy: looking down speaking softly "We… they… they were given a thumping."

Drew: "Can you explain?"

Judy: "It is terrible. Anyone who would treat a child like that… depending on the severity of the actions… say if they inappropriately touched a child… elders would lay them down and they would be kicked and stomped… and released. It was a warning."

Drew: "And if they continued?"

Judy: "It was very situational. But if they continued such activities, they would receive a severe thumping and be shunned from the entire community."

Drew: "So they could just go and abuse children in another place?"

Judy: "It was not perfect. But that was only for behavior that indicated such a possibility. Nothing like what Reynard described. I had never heard of anything so horrible. I can't imagine what would have happened in a case like that."

Drew: "Would they not have prosecuted them and sent them to prison?"

Judy: "Much of what happens in Bunnyburrow would have been kept quiet. The elders would never have wanted such a thing to become public knowledge. Gossip there spreads like a virus. They always want everything to seem perfect and safe there. Bunnies are very paranoid by nature and such a thing would have every mother afraid to let their children go out if they thought something like that could happen. We have a lot of irrational fears. It is just part of our biology. It is what kept our ancestors alive."

Drew: "I can understand that. Your ancestors definitely had a right to be fearful of everything. But you can't just ignore things and pretend they don't happen. So you never sent these deviants to prison?"

Judy: "Yes and no. We tried to give them warnings and tried public shaming first. We tried therapy. We tried banishment. Some were prosecuted in secret. I had heard rumors of some being killed by angry relatives. Just the thought or idea of a young bunny being harmed in this manner is nearly inconceivable to any rabbit. Our little ones are the most precious things we possess."

Reynard: "So you recognize that you need those who will do whatever is necessary to look out for little bunnies as well as children of other species?"

Judy: "I do… I suppose I am not the best to deal with such situations. I am sure the children and families who loved and wanted those children appreciated all you did. It is just hard to accept some of the decisions you make."

Reynard: "Such decisions are never made lightly. Also it is hard to always do what is perfect for each child and situation. If it was a couple kids, it would be possible. But when you are dealing with thousands of cases, resources in terms of time and money are limited. I just tried to do the best I could. Such was the case of dealing with almost five hundred kids, many of whom were sold by those same parents. But understand that we couldn't take care of that many when they had potential families that could take care of them. All the orphanages and foster homes were nearly at maximum capacity. Reds kids were for the worst of the worst with nowhere else to go. So I was forced to try and return as many of those kids to those that sold them."

Judy: dismayed "But how could you return them to those that had treated them like that? They were monsters! Putting them in foster care is one thing, but selling them as slaves or sex slaves is something on a level of horror and cruelty I can't accept."

Reynard: "Well it was a matter of finding those parents which regretted the decision. We had to carefully approach the parent and determine if they were truly remorseful or not. We did this in many subtle ways like pretending to be slavers asking if they wished to buy the children back. We would also pose as slavers wishing to purchase their other children and judging their reactions. We would get all kinds of reactions and determine which were worthy of having their children returned. In any cases where we decided to return the children, we made sure the parents knew we would be following up on their progress. We made sure they knew the consequences if we heard that the children were mistreated or sold again. I wish I could say I didn't have to enforce that threat. But fortunately it only happened in a few cases."

Judy: scared "What… what did you do to them?"

Hot fury enveloped Reynard as he thought of the answer to her question.

Reynard: controlling his rage "Judy... I think it is better you not know. You just got cleaned up. Suffice it to say, they would never bring harm to another child ever again."

Judy gave him a horrified look. She saw that spark of fire in the fox's eye when he spoke of this, and knew that look was one that you never wanted to see. It was the first time she felt real terror from her fox friend. She got a brief glance at the angel of darkness… and it was truly terrifying. She couldn't speak, and Reynard realized what the bunny had seen. It was a brief glance at what Aza had seen when he first met her. It was not something an innocent such as Judy should ever see. Reynard regretted terrifying the poor bunny, but she had opened some memories that should not have been opened.

Since the room had been silenced, Reynard decided to continue the story.

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Zoodate: (-34 Years) (32 years before the events at the end of Zootopia The Movie)

Jack was in a desperate situation. He was currently trying to pick the lock to the door. He had begged his little friends to flee out the window, but Mini and Razer refused to leave his side. They decided they needed to send for help, so they had pushed the bed under the window and after a few attempts, Jack had been able to hop into the air from the bed and toss the other rat whose name was Cecile so she landed in the window and was able to go for help. He missed several times, but fortunately he caught her and she bounced harmlessly off the bed during each of those failed attempts. Fortunately Cecile was much lighter than Razer, and was somewhere between the size of his mouse friend and the larger rat.

Mini and Razer told Jack in a case like this, they were instructed to send for an emergency recovery team. They were unsure if Reynard would send in a small strike team to retrieve Jack, or if they would move up their entire attack. Reynard had planned to be present tonight at his downtown building where he had a large group of Reds kids located between Flock St. and Little Rodentia, in order to help direct operations at the Downtown District that night. Fortunately they would be in close range of their current location, and could easily direct operations for the entire Savanna Central District from this location as well. Also they had good docking locations within walking distance of this location near the Watering Hole. The decision their boss would have to make was if Jack could be removed without blowing the entire operation and if they were capable of pushing the timetable up by an entire day. They were still swamped with the huge number of kids and adults being processed from the Tundratown operation the previous day. Regardless, the attempt to pull Jack out would happen that night and so they would have to gather whatever information they could in the hours before extraction. But the most important thing they needed to do was survive until then. After what Jack and the tiny agents had done, Jack would very likely be killed or permanently harmed if they got ahold of him.

Jack had drawn Cecile a map of everything he had observed. Mini and Razer added any details they had seen as well. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing. The most important thing they had emphasized was that the location was nothing like anything they had encountered before and was extremely dangerous and volatile. After she was gone, Jack got a sick feeling thinking of what might happen if Cecile was unable to make it to their boss. Mini and Razer assured him that Cecile was the best there was at remaining unseen, and they had full confidence she would at least get to the communication device they had setup for emergencies. They told Jack they had seen several buildings housing many slaves of all ages, and most were in the worst possible condition. They wouldn't tell him about what they had seen being done to them, but they looked quite sick and queasy when it was mentioned. Jack didn't have time to even dwell on this, and had to just focus on the task at hand. He had retrieved his clothes by moving the bed under the cabinet and jumping and tossing Mini up until he landed on top and was able to toss his clothes down. They then stuck the clothes inside a pillow case they collected from the bed. Jack didn't want to try and put on his clothes until after he tried to wash off all the gore that covered his fur.

They then moved the bed under the door, and Jack attempted to unlock the door using the lock picking tools in his pouch. While he did this, Mini and Razer retrieved Jack's knife and did the best they could using clean spots on the old rabbit's clothes and the bed sheets to clean it off. They folded it and gave it back to Jack as soon as it was as clean as they could get it. Jack noticed the clock said it was 4:42 PM. He knew the boar had told Finius he had all afternoon, but had no idea how long it would be before they would check on him. Mini and Razer then spent their remaining time trying to erase any evidence of their presence. There were tiny bloody paw prints everywhere, so they used strips of cloth cut from the sheets with Jack's knife to soak them in blood and spread them over every tiny paw print they could find. Most likely anyone performing a close inspection would probably find evidence of their presence, but hopefully the slavers would just see the massive bloody mess and not do a detailed examination. Normally sensitive mammals like a bear could also smell their presence, but with all the blood and gore, they hopefully wouldn't be able to smell anything as subtle as that. The smell of death was horrid and overwhelming. All three of the living mammals in the room were having to fight their nausea every moment.

Finally Jack was able to unlock the door after working on it for over ten minutes. Jack was trained in lock picking, but not on anything as complicated as this door. It took quite a lot of trial and error to apply the principles he had learned to the more complex challenge. He was sure his boss would have been able to unlock it in mere seconds. But he was not a trained thief.

Jack hopped down and pulled the bed just far enough away from the door to pull it open just enough for him to squeeze out. He wiped his feet on the blanket on the bed. He then cut several strips of clean sheets off using the knife and wrapped them around his bloody feet in several layers so the blood would not soak through and would prevent him from leaving a trail. He then cut several large clean sections of cloth from the sheets and placed them in his pillowcase bag just in case he might need them.

He put his lock picking tools and knife back into his pouch. Initially he wanted to have his knife ready, but realized it was more important that he have all four paws for running. Unless he was able to attack an opponent in complete surprise, the knife would be fairly useless, and would most likely lead to his immediate death if he was caught. He considered that if he was captured, they may just keep him alive briefly while they decided what horrible things they could do to him in revenge. If there was no way out, Mini and Razer told him to just surrender peacefully and try to survive long enough for the recovery team to get to him.

The three slipped out into the hall with Jack hauling the pillowcase containing his clean clothes. With great effort, the three of them were able to close the door by grasping onto the underside of the door. Fortunately tiny bunny and rodent paws worked quite well for this task. Jack wanted to see if he could release some of the other prisoners in the other rooms as a distraction, but was reminded that they couldn't reach high enough for him to try, and picking the locks would take him too long. Jack also realized that the other prisoners were manacled to the walls so they couldn't even be released. Also the rooms may contain abusive adults exposing them to the risk of immediate capture. So unfortunately Jack had to abandon kids in a desperate and horrible situation. But once again he realized he was limited in what he could do, and had to just get past it.

Mini scouted ahead and they ran across to the next building hiding in the tall grass. Mini and Razer were used to hiding in areas far too small for Jack, but they adjusted their stealth strategy for the bunny looking for areas large enough for him to crawl around unseen. Their first priority was finding a hose they had seen earlier and try to wash off as much of the blood and gore from Jack so he wouldn't leave a trail. They found the hose in a gardening shed several buildings away, and all three together were able to turn the water on washing the three of them off the best they could. Dark red and black poured off into the patch of grass and earth, but much of it was dried and congealed and was just too thick to completely remove. Jack tried to the rub the fur in each of the spots while Mini and Razer aimed the hose. The bunny was freezing and shivering constantly. Fortunately this was not the Tundratown District or it could have been a death sentence. The temperatures in Savanna Central were kept comfortable, but the temperature of the water was quite cold. Fortunately Mini had been keeping watch, and they had to hide several times when the mouse spotted various mammals wandering nearby. After about ten minutes of freezing torture, they were finally satisfied that most of the blood was off Jack's fur. He shook himself off and rolled around in a patch of clean dry grass. He then pulled out a section of one of the sheets and used it as a makeshift towel to try and dry himself. Jack knew it took awhile for his fur to dry, so he decided to wait awhile before putting his clothes back on and to just head to their next objective.

Jack had been keeping his expert hearing alert for any kind of commotion which would indicate the discovery of his disappearance. He knew the three of them would have to adjust their movement a lot once that happened. Right now they wanted to get as far from the death room as possible. The best strategy would have been for Jack to escape the same way Mini, Razer and Cecile got in here. But he couldn't climb straight up buildings and roofs like they could. The places Mini could climb almost defied physics. The mouse was so light that climbing upside down and scampering up vertical surfaces seemed like child's play to him. Jack grinned thinking he was certainly missing child's play right now. He never realized how much he missed his time at The Warehouse. He would never complain about any chore or boring activity there again. He was a changed bunny.

Like Tundratown, the slavers had the entire area blocked off surrounded by high buildings. He wanted to try and climb one of the buildings and try and exit through one of the windows, but Mini and Razer had informed him they were all sealed shut and barred. They also had razor-wire surrounding the facility. Unless you were a tiny rodent, the only safe exit was from the two well guarded entrances. Jack wanted to try and rappel down from the roof of one of the buildings, but Mini and Razer didn't know of any place to safely do that. Jack envied their ability to run down edges of buildings headfirst. These little guys were truly far better suited for moving around unseen than he was. But there were many things he could do they couldn't. He supposed that is what they made them such a great team.

As they moved toward the far end of the facility towards their immediate target, Jack made a startling discovery. He heard cries and sounds from underground. He told Mini and Razer about the sounds, and they followed them around and determined there were tunnels under the complex. Apparently the tunnels led in all directions, and they realized the complex was far larger than they had initially estimated. They would have to hope to get information to Felix and Reynard that the entire facility would be a massive undertaking and extremely dangerous.

They discovered some holes that seemed to provide air to some of the lower levels, and Mini decided to go and investigate while Jack dressed in his clean clothes. Razer pulled out his long roll of dental floss so Mini could climb down and back up. Mini had planned to return in no more than thirty minutes. During this time Jack had heard quite a lot of shouting a long distance away near the area they had come, and he knew that his escape and the dead rabbit had been detected. He just hoped that they had been able to hide their scent enough once they left the garden shed so that they couldn't be tracked. Jack had wrapped his now clean feet with clean sheets as a precaution, but he had learned from Reynard that your could never underestimate the sniffer of a bear.

But they had to patiently wait for Mini, and the contingency plan was that Razer would hide down the hole if the slavers came so that at least only Jack would be captured. If they had an expert sniffer like a bear that could track him this far, he had no chance of hiding no matter where he went. He would have to hope that with the scent of blood and death everywhere, it would make tracking his scent difficult.

Finally a little pointy gray nose and whiskers appeared from the hole, and the little mouse appeared looking quite tired.

The tiny rodent informed them, "The tunnels go all over down there. There are at least hundred or more slaves down there of all ages. They have every kind of depraved thing I can think of. They have viewing rooms for watching live shows. I don't want to guess all the kinds of shows they watch there, but there all kinds of torture devices and blood stains on the floor. There are whips, knives, chains, and straps all over. There were mattresses and pulleys against the walls. It is a true house of horrors down there. All the slaves I saw look to be in terrible shape, and all are in need of a great deal of medical help."

Razer asked his tiny friend, "Do you see any kind of map on the walls or on any of the desks?"

Mini responded, "Best thing I suggest is we try and get to the main office and see if we can find anything in the papers or on a computer."

Jack was worried about the computer, "I sort of know how to use a computer, but am not sure how to look for files and search for things." He had only ever seen one computer which was present at The Warehouse to keep track of the expenses and records. Fortunately he had talked Silvia into teaching him how to use it. Computers were quite rare, but Jack figured they had important information on them and that it would be important that he learn how to operate them. Apparently he had been right about this.

Mini grinned at the bunny, "We can help with that. We can tell you what to do."

"Okay… well that is good. But we have to hurry. They found the body and are searching for me now." Jack anxiously informed his little mouse companion.

The three of them took a circuitous path weaving all over to avoid being seen and hopefully causing problems for anyone trying to track their scent. They finally arrived at their target, a well guarded building which Mini and Razer were guessing housed the boss' office and the information they needed. Mini went in to scout the building while Jack and Razer remained hidden outside. While their little friend was gone, they saw several angry looking mammals leaving the building shouting and directing others. Jack thought it was funny that he was in the last place they would expect him. They didn't expect him to be so insane that he would come to the very belly of the beast. But as far as they knew, he was just a normal frightened little slave that had somehow gotten ahold of a knife and improbably had been able to overcome their patron. He still was unsure how he had done it, but the timing had been perfect, and his three little friends had probably added a hundred or more holes in the old rabbit themselves.

Mini arrived back after fifteen minutes and let them know that this was indeed the right location, but they were going to need to come up with a plan to get Jack into the building. They may have to wait until there was a dinner break when the building was less busy. There was a window they may be able to open in the back of the building. They might be able to lower something for Jack to climb. But apparently Jack was not strong enough to pull his own weight up a rope. Tiny bunny arms were not very strong to accomplish something like that, and the mouse and rat were far too small and weak to pull the bunny up.

Their best chance seemed to be slipping around the guard when he wasn't looking. It was risky, but they didn't see any other option at this point. So they moved around the side of the building until they could find a step Jack could hop up. Jack could see the timber wolf at the front looking from side to side intently. But fortunately he wasn't looking behind himself for three very tiny figures. Mini ran inside and came out motioning to them to let them know the coast was clear. They then slipped around the edge of the building and quickly scampered through the door and hid behind the edge of doorway just in time as the wolf seemed to sense something and turned around sniffing. At the edge of their vision they saw a muzzle appear up in the air next to them sniffing and moving from side to side, and then it disappeared. That was a close one. Thank goodness for being tiny.

Mini looked outside and indicated to them the wolf had returned to his former position. The mouse headed down the hall checking to make sure everything was clear and motioned for them to follow. They followed the mouse up some stairs to the second floor and down a hall. They checked all the rooms on this floor and found several offices, a restroom, a break room and a supply closet, but nothing containing what they needed until they came to a room at the end of the hall that was locked. Jack listened at the door, but heard no sounds. They found a couple of buckets and placed them on top of each other and made a couple of steps for Jack to hop on by jumping on top of one bucket stack and then leaping to the next higher one and then to the highest one. He then tried to unlock the door, but after fifteen minutes, Jack determined it was far too difficult a lock for him to open.

Razer found a vent entrance in the room next door, and Jack used the knife to unscrew the opening. The vent was very small, but Jack was small enough to just fit in the opening and follow his tiny allies who scampered ahead with no trouble at all. Apparently at this critical moment Jack discovered he was claustrophobic. He shivered and realized he was having a great deal of trouble breathing, and his heart was beating rapidly. He tried to move backwards, but Mini came scurrying back and seemed to realize what was causing Jack to panic. The little mouse calmed him down petting his face and encouraged him to relax and stretch his body out and slide on his belly so he didn't feel so closed in. This seemed to work thankfully, and Jack was able to follow without panicking.

Mini told him they found the vent that led to the office entrance, but they couldn't get the covering open. Jack made it to the end and tried to push it out, but it was attached quite securely. So Jack flipped around so that he was feet first and tried to kick outward, but the covering was still on too tight. Mini and Razer suggested Jack turn back and trying cutting using the knife blade underneath the vent cover. It was a slow painstaking process, but eventually the bunny was able to saw along underneath the entire metal vent and along both sides. Bunny legs, even tiny bunny legs, are quite powerful. So Jack then flipped back around and after a bunch of kicks, he was able to dislodge the vent and knock the cover open enough for Mini and Razer to escape, and with their pulling and his kicking he was able to open the vent enough to slip out himself.

Razer scrambled up and searched the papers piled on the desk as well as some file cabinets located around the room while Mini showed Jack how to turn on the computer and Jack hopped up onto the desk by taking a running leap into the chair and then leaping up to the desktop. Mini turned the large boxy monitor on resulted in a high-pitched humming sound, but they got stopped when they saw a password on the screen. Mini had Jack try a couple of simple ones on the keyboard that was far too large for him. The bunny had to lean over and press each key one at a time with his paws. He had to carefully climb across the keyboard to hit the keys at the top. Even a keyboard for a medium-sized mammal was huge to a six year old bunny. All the basic standard passwords didn't seem to work. The mouse knew that even if they were able to remove the hard drive inside, it was bigger than Razer himself and would be impossible for them to carry out. Mini decided to try searching everywhere for a possible password and luckily found a tiny blue piece of paper hidden under the table which seemed to have passwords on it.

They tried a couple of them and found the correct one. 'BlacksheetCBT' was the password that accessed the system.

"Mini, what does that mean?" Jack wondered.

Razer had joined them proudly showing them some maps to the outside of the complex and an employee list. He was in process of lowering Mini down so he could grab some keys the mouse had seen hidden under the desk.

"I think I know, but Razer is more the expert at that kind of stuff." Mini answered.

"Razer?" Jack queried the rat.

Razer was focusing on holding the line so as not to drop his little mouse friend and was swinging him until he was in position. The rat answered the innocent bunny, "Jack, you sure you really want to know?"

Jack was not exactly innocent anymore after the days events, so he answered, "Yes… tell me."

Razer relaxed as Mini was able to get to the keys and released them from a small hook. He then pulled the little mouse back up to the desktop. The rat then sighed and answered the bunny, "It means a special sexual get together for those into bondage where they have an orgy practicing cock and ball torture involving extreme painful abuse of each others genitals."

"What kind of place is this?" Jack wondered.

Mini answered him quite concerned, "After seeing what I saw downstairs, that seems pretty mild."

"Well let's get this information and get the fuck out of here. I don't want to think of what they may come up with for me if they catch me if that seems mild." Jack admitted.

The mouse and rat nodded their heads in agreement.

Mini instructed the bunny, "Jack, move the mickey so you can click on the file folder."

Jack asked the little mouse, "Why do they call it a mickey?"

Mini informed him, "The inventor was a mouse named Michael Edgar Mous. His nickname was Mick so they decided to call it MickE after him and it just became mickey over time."

Jack wondered, "Why not call it a Mous after his last name?"

"Don't be ridiculous! We can't have people spouting speciest crap like that. How does that look like me?" Mini answered indignantly.

"But it was his last name." Jack answered, "And that cord connecting it to the computer could look like a tail."

Mini explained, "Well they didn't want to confuse anyone thinking it was named after our species. How would you like people making fun of you if everyone was wanting to roll the 'bunny' all over the table."

"I can understand that." Jack admitted.

Mini had Jack perform several searches for words like map, underground, tunnel, facility, blueprint and dungeon with no luck.

Razer noticed something and yelled out, "Go back… there… try that file there… oubliette layout."

They opened the file, and a large graphic appeared on the screen showing a very complex multilayered tunnel system extending all over with three underground levels. There were numerous rooms listed for captives, visitors, viewing parties, one on ones, an auditorium, something called fun rooms, instruction/training rooms, food and drink storage, food preparation, sleeping quarters, highroller suites and something called a fur room which disturbed all three of the agents significantly. Razer ran up and turned on the printer and loaded paper while Mini showed Jack how to print the file. Jack realized he needed to learn a lot more about computers if he survived this mission.

Mini whistled looking over the detailed plans, "This place is massive. We're going to need a huge effort to deal with this whole facility. It is like a giant sex dungeon, torture chamber, slave den and entertainment center."

Razer then wondered, "You find anything showing the client files? I think the boss would be interested in who has been using this place."

Mini was quite interested in this information as well, "Jack print that map and then take the mickey and search the files for the words client, customer, database, transaction, buyer and patron."

They found several files on finances and transactions. The amount of money generated by the entire facility was enormous. The revenues were in the many millions. They printed any file that looked important. After a great deal of searching they finally found what they were looking in a database file called Masters.

Jack wondered what the designation meant, "What does this DM mean next to those names?"

Razer had an answer to this, "Those are dungeon monitors. They are supervisors during interactions of the participants."

"What are all these designations next to everyone's name? Some have dozens." Jack wondered.

Razer tried to let his young companion understand, "Those indicate all the things they would be interested in so that they could send invitations when they have events those people would be interested in. For example Abrasion means they are into having rough things rubbed against them. ATF or Animal Transformation Fantasy means they are into fantasies involving pretending to be different animals or species. Ageplay means they are into fantasies involving Father/Daughter or Mommy/Baby, but it could also mean they may actually want to play with young slaves like yourself and force them to take on the roles of the daughter or son in the fantasy."

"There seems to be every kind of perversion and kink I have ever heard of here, and many dozens I have never heard of. Razer, what is Pegging, Figging and Fire Play?" Mini wondered.

"Well pegging is using a strap on device to have sex with someone's anus, figging is inserting ginger root into the tailhole or female sex organs, and fire play is using fire in combination with sex or torture either burning marks, blowing fire or placing fire implements or hot pokers and using them to cause pain in some way." Razer explained.

Jack shook his head, "There so many things like golden showers, scat play, collaring, edgeplay, electro-play, fisting, genitorture, master/slave, mummification, needle play, nose torture, OTK, cubplay, wax play, tease and denial, and dozens of others. There is also a whole list of viewing pleasures listed including adult rape, child rape, devirgining, dozens of methods of tortures, and something called defurring. What the bloody hell is that?"

Razer looked confused, "That one is new to me, but I really don't think we want to find out. A lot of those are harmless kinks performed by consensual partners, but a large number of them are extreme abuses of children and enslaved adults. We really need to get all this information to Felix and Reynard and let them decide what to do with this."

Mini showed Jack how to print multiple reports of the entire database showing a complete list of all clients with all their preferences, roles and home addresses. Another report of all the employees and all their details was printed. Razer went to gather the printouts.

"Wait… Razer come look at this!" Mini shouted as he looked at the file.

The rat scampered down the table and up to the desk and looked at what Mini was pointing to. The rats eyes got wide and he shook a bit, "That… Mini… that has to be..."

"Guys… what is it? Quit keeping things from me." Jack insisted.

"It's the boss… the boss of the district, Bruun the Bear. And those listed as his guests are his top lieutenants and many of his gang members. I recognize a lot of those names from my research of the district." Mini informed the bunny.

Razer further explained, "Bruun is one nasty bear who we suspected was involved in the abuses in this district, but we now have direct proof. It also shows he and his gang are frequent participants in all the activities here and a huge amount of the funds actually are being paid to him."

Mini let them know, "This changes everything. With Bruun directly involved, this has gotten far more dangerous. We have to get this information to Felix as soon as possible and find out what he wants us to do."

Razer noticed something on the schedule, "There is a large event going on tonight where Bruun and his gang are scheduled to attend. We may have to call off the rescue and try and hide you until tomorrow Jack. We can't afford a direct confrontation. It is far too risky. The security here will be on high alert."

"What are all these indications next to some of these mammals that say Slaves." Jack pointed on the screen.

Razer directed Jack to move the mickey and open some up. After seeing what was inside, he whistled, "Wow… I thought initially those just meant they were into playing slaves to get sexually gratified, but this actually shows slaves they won. They have slave auctions, and those list the mammals that won slaves and how much they paid."

"There are hundreds of them." Mini noticed.

"Can we not get their addresses from the database and go collect them all?" Jack wondered.

"An excellent idea Jack." Mini grinned congratulating his young friend and ally for his perceptiveness.

Mini showed Jack how to print a report of every slave owner, their address and what slaves they had won. Some of the slaves had actual names, and some had just identifiers and made up designations. They found a list of all slaves, their species, ages, sexes and descriptions, and printed this list out as well. There were hundreds. If the list was accurate, there were over 390 at the complex, and over three hundred sold and spread around the district.

The rat and mouse realized the situation had gotten far more complicated, and decided they had to get the information to their bosses and let them make a lot of decisions very quickly. They searched all the files on the computer and printed anything that looked useful, especially anything involving lists, databases, finances, maps, correspondence, emails, spreadsheets, documents, etc. Razer used the keys Mini had found and opened up the file cabinets, and located several financial documents and correspondence to Bruun and his gang further proving the connection between the district boss and the entire facility.

Razer lowered Mini down to replace the keys he had taken, and then lowered the mouse to the floor. They sorted through all the printouts and selected only those most critical to the mission like all the maps, lists and reports. They also selected critical evidence like the financial information and correspondence with Bruun. All three carefully folded the stack of paper and stuffed it into Razers backpack so much that the rat had to remove everything else inside. Razer then tested scampering up the files and around the room to make sure it was not too heavy for him to move around. Fortunately Razer was a fairly large and strong young rat, and could carry a heavy load and still climb reasonably well. They stuffed the remaining papers into the desk drawer under some other papers, and did their best to remove any evidence they had been present. They turned off the computer and printer. The three then crawled out of the vent pulling it back tight hopefully leaving no evidence of their entry, and reattached the vent cover on the other end.

Mini then let Jack know the bad news, "Jack… we have to get this information to our bosses, and it is too important for Razer to go alone. I am going to have to go with him and make sure he gets through. We are going to have to find a place to hide you. We will try and get back to you as soon as possible. If we are not back in time, you need to call Felix at 11:00 PM. If you can't reach him, try to call him every thirty minutes. I think the best place for you to hide is in this building. This would be the last place they would look for you."

Jack looked very despondent, but understood the mission and lives of many hundreds of innocent mammals were at stake, and his fears and discomfort would have to take a backseat. Mini and Razer figured the slavers headquarters would be most likely quiet until the next morning so they could leave the bunny there and move him before the next morning if they couldn't get him out that night. After a good deal of searching, they found a janitors closet and a loose board. The made a tiny space for the little bunny to hide behind some mops, brooms, and cleaning supplies. They found some towels and got him some toilet tissue to create a bed and makeshift toilet. Then the two did what a mouse and rat were expert at. They searched around and found him some food. Mini crawled inside a snack machine and pulled out lots of snacks edible by a bunny. Razer found some drink boxes and water bottles. They deposited all their goodies and wished their bunny friend well, promising they would be back with him as soon as they could.

As Jack slowly waved goodbye to his friends, his stomach felt queasy. He was now alone again, and in the belly of the beast no less. He sat on the towel and nibbled on some of the crackers Mini had found for him trying to appease the sick feeling in his stomach. Jack looked at the watch on his knife handle and realized it was now 8:12 PM. It was now almost four hours since he had been sexually molested, raped and forced to kill someone. It had taken awhile to escape, get the blood or gore cleaned off, sneak across the complex, and wait for Mini to explore the underground tunnel system, sneak into the slaver boss' office and search through all the files and papers. Now he had to wait unable to do anything. This seemed to be the hardest part. All he was left with now was his own thoughts and the memories of all the abuse and horror that had been heaped upon him. At least with Mini and Razer there, he could keep his mind off everything and all the events seemed like just part of the mission. But now he was just left alone thinking of the horrible face of the old rabbit and all that was done to the tiny bunny. Jack had never been much of a fan of rabbit society before all this happened after his early experiences, and this was certainly not going to improve his opinion of those of his species now.

What the bunny wouldn't give for a friendly face right now, someone to take his mind off all that had happened. How he wished he was away in the arms of Baabs, Silvey or any of a number of very cute little girls he had met. They all smelled so nice and were so soft and sweet. Instead he was here trapped in a hell world run by the most deviant demented sadistic mammals in Zootopia. If they caught him, death would probably be the best thing he could hope to face. As he began to think of all the creative ways they could try to slowly torture him until he died, he realized he was once again alone and things were out of his control. He may be a secret agent, but fuck it, and he quietly sobbed and sobbed letting the tears drip down his cheeks and collect in a puddle on the floor.

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As Coal and Sheba marched down the hallway to meet their boss, they saw numerous gang members fleeing the other way in terror. They had been called into an emergency meeting well before they were scheduled to head to the Downtown District building housing all of Red's kids. What the fucking hell is going on? Coal could hear the voice of his boss coming from down the hall and knew he was in a rage unlike he had ever heard before. The fox was normally very controlled, but something horrible must have happened to put him into such a mood.

As he entered the room, he saw the only ones that remained were the weasel spy master and a mouse and rat he recognized as agents of the spy master. Apparently they seemed to be surprisingly weathering his boss' tirade quite well considering everyone else fled in terror. Rath, the other lieutenant, came running behind them at full speed and nearly crashed into them.

"What the hell is going on?" The large lion gasped.

"Boss is about to paint the room with all our blood if you don't shut the fuck up fuzzbreath." The always surly tigress Sheba snarled flexing her claws in the lion's face.

"Hush you two. I haven't seen him this furious since an argument he had with Isengrim at the court of King Nobel that nearly started a war." Coal admonished his two subordinates.

"You three can come in and quit talking about me like I can't heard you." Their boss growled at the three felines as they all realized he was a fox with superior hearing especially since he was an expert at specially focused hearing far better than any other fox in Zootopia.

The three large felines stood at attention until he motioned to three seats.

"This is not going to be a quick conversation." Reynard told the three, and they all nodded and sat.

Felix was on the communicator with someone and got off once he saw the fox glaring at him.

"Report." The fox demanded of the weasel.

"My agent Cecile was recovered downtown. One of the independent gangs downtown was waiting to ambush her when she got to the reporting station. They lay in wait for her after they saw her setting up the communication earlier in the day, and captured her when she returned. They thought to make her talk concerning the communication device and then hold her hostage. However they failed to realize she was actually your agent and that she had a tracking device. When she had them call the emergency number for their hostage demands, we knew she had been taken and tracked her to a building downtown." Felix informed his boss.

Reynard nodded his head, "So is she okay? I assume the perpetrators were dealt with."

The weasel nodded, "Yes sir. She was quite upset she had been unable to report the situation with Jack. Every member of the gang kidnapping her was eliminated. They were operated outside of the rules of the court, so I don't think anyone is going to miss them. Cecile was a bit banged up so I didn't want to send her back in after Jack alone."

"It is fine Felix. We were given freedom to deal with those gangs at the last meeting of the court if they interfered with us in any way. So even if someone found out it was us, we should be in the clear. We could easily claim our agent was just scouting in advance of my visit downtown this evening." Reynard reasoned.

"Felix, have all the mercenaries been informed of the situation?" Reynard asked.

"Yes Red, every unit is now scrambling to get into position dropping anything else they are doing. Members of your gang are taking over anything they were working on. They are getting all barges and ships fueled up and cleared. All those not assigned to the Downtown Mission are all reporting in and being briefed." Felix reported.

"Excellent… we need everyone on the Downtown Missions to know we need them all executed as quickly as possible and to get everyone subdued and moved in vehicles within an hour. We have no time for niceties. Get everyone tied up, darted or whatever and moving, and then I need every agent over in Savanna Central immediately. It is an all hands on deck situation." Reynard ordered in a very stern no-nonsense voice.

"Boss, what is going on? I thought we weren't going to tackle Savanna until tomorrow night?" Coal asked.

Reynard looked at his old friend and shook his head.

The fox then informed his lieutenants what was happening, "Fucking Bruun has a regular full scale operation for every abomination I have ever heard of going on over there. They even had my agent raped within hours of him getting there."

The panther was incredulous, "The tiny bunny?"

The fox glared at him in fury, "Yes the bunny. He is okay for now as far as we know. Or at least as okay as he can be. The bunny and Felix's other agents found information on their whole operation and these two brought it back to us. It is critical we move on them immediately."

Reynard then laid out a summary of all the information Mini and Razer had brought back, handing out a full report of information located including the underground map and lists of slaves and clients. He then did a full presentation of the data on a large presentation screen using an overhead projector.

Sheba and Rath both had concerns they whispered to Coal who then asked Reynard an important question, "Boss, why would we go in tonight if Bruun the Bear and his gang are gonna be there? Wouldn't it be far wiser to just hide Jack until tomorrow night when we could better prepare? They wouldn't know what we were planning as there is no way they could know Jack was ours. We have very little time to prepare for such a massive operation."

Reynard smiled at his old friend, "Coal, I realize it seems crazy. But this whole thing presents us with a very unique opportunity. If Bruun the Bear and his top lieutenants are all in attendance, no one will have any authority to handle the rest of the district. We have a massive client list as well as a list of slaves and owners spread all over the district. We can cut all phone lines to the entire location as well as bring in equipment to block any signals from getting out. Bruun will be cut off from contacting any of his gang. We will then have full reign to pick up every slave and client not currently in attendance of the night's festivities. We can eliminate any clients not listed for anything truly deviant. We have generated a list of those clients that either participate in anything we deemed deviant or that own slaves. I want to try to pick up every one of those while Bruun is trapped, cut off and unable to do anything."

Coal nodded but had a great many concerns, "What about all those underground with him and his gang? Would they not be in danger? Also if you did anything to him, wouldn't that start a war?"

Reynard had a ready answer, "We are going to cut the lines and secure the entire upper facility removing every slave and slaver. We will then enter both of the trap doors into the underground. They are fairly large and wide so we can bring down a large force at once. The second entrance is fairly secret so they will not expect us to come through that entrance and will most likely try to flee heading that direction once they realize they are under attack and can't call outside. Most likely he will not be with but eight members of his gang or less based on the records of his past attendance. We will try and maneuver him into a room where we can trap and contain his group. We will then clear the entire facility room by room."

"I see… so you will then make no move on him and then leave him in peace." Coal assumed.

"Not quite." Reynard admitted, "We will force him to leave the facility with the assurance he and all his people will be unharmed."

Coal was quite curious about this, "How are you going to accomplish that?"

Reynard gave all three of his lieutenants a mischievous grin, "I am gonna leave that as a surprise. Speaking of that, Felix, do we have what I need for the surprise?"

His spy master nodded his head, "Gathering it even as we speak."

"Okay, you three are responsible for making sure we have all the resources in place and ready for all phases of this operation. We need vehicles and ships in place immediately and sufficient forces to take the main facility and block both entrances to the underground until we can gather everyone for a full assault in overwhelming numbers. It is critical we keep them all trapped down there until we are ready. It could turn into a bloody war if they were able to gather everyone while most of our forces were all over the district collecting slaves, slave owners and clients. The most important thing is that we block their communications, keep their groups separated and finally prevent them from ever starting this whole thing up again." Reynard issued the orders and objectives to his key lieutenants.

He then turned to his two tiniest employees, "You two need to finish helping Felix and me plan the operation based on your observations of the facility and underground. Then I want to get you back to Jack as soon as possible. He has been through a great deal of trauma and will need you with him to help him get through it. Make sure to stay with him and keep him safe until we can gain complete control of the facility, and then get him out."

The two tiny rodents nodded their heads and understood their orders.

The rest of the evening was organized chaos as everyone rushed to quickly prepare the hundreds of personnel and resources for a massive undertaking. They were truly lacking the numbers to accomplish everything simultaneously so it was more a matter of holding some areas until other personnel finished their tasks and could join others until they had sufficient numbers in place. Reynard wished he could have twice the number of people rescuing slaves and picking up guilty clients, but he would just have to extend the operation for many hours to complete everything needed.

He also had to prepare for the possibility of armed conflict and approved the use of deadly force if there was no other alternative. Reynard knew Bruun's gang could very likely panic if they found themselves cut off from their boss and confronted with forces all over their district. They also may try and force their way into the facility to rescue their leader. In an emergency situation like this, they could very likely forgo waiting for approval from their district boss and engage in conflict and attack to kill. This was a very likely danger, and Reynard needed his people to be very aware of the risk. They were told to inform the gang they had no quarrel with them and wished no confrontation and that their boss was safe. But their assurances would be meaningless unless the gang got direct confirmation from their boss. Very likely Reynard would have to depend on some kind of order issued from the boss to prevent a bloody battle. He worried a great deal about how all of this was going to play out, and greatly wished he could be present to oversee everything to make sure it went smoothly.

He called his people at his kids downtown building to let them know he would be late arriving and would most likely have to meet with the kids in the morning and would only speak to some of the caregivers that night. He arrived there at 10:30 PM with Felix, his three lieutenants and Alexei his enormous Amur tiger bodyguard. On his way he dropped off Mini and Razer to go get to his bunny agent. Reynard then went to talk briefly to his former kids who ran the Downtown District location to get a report on how everything was going there. At 11:00 PM Felix received a call from a very worried bunny and a very understanding patient spy master let him know Mini and Razer were on their way to him and that they had moved the operation for both districts to tonight and to wait there until they had the full facility controlled. Jack wanted to know how long that would take, but Felix could not tell him. He told Jack that Mini or Razer would have to go check and determine when it was safe for him to leave his hiding place. Jack was told to then call back at 1:00 AM for an update.

Because of the massive number of resources needed, Reynard had to change his plans. Ready at 1:00 AM were two fifteen member teams to take down two sex clubs operating in the Downtown District and twenty team members to take down a large prostitution operation. He then sent all remaining mercenaries numbering approximately eighty to take down and secure the facility in the Savanna Central District. He had wanted to have a group immediately start rescuing slaves spread all around the district, but it was critical they control the main facility and contain all forces underground before they attempted anything else. The risk was far too great attempting to take this with lesser numbers. Part of his forces were tasked with cutting lines and shutting off any communications except the frequencies he was using with his communications devices. Two other teams were tasked with securing both entrances to the underground tunnels to prevent any reinforcements from joining with the forces outside. The majority of the groups were tasked with taking out any slaver forces. All slaves would be ignored until all slavers were fully contained.

Felix informed Jack and his two tiny companions everything was a go and for Mini to check outside after an hour to see if it was okay for them to leave their hiding place. Then the go signal was issued to all teams and they all went into operation. Reynard and his lieutenants then waited nervously to find out what was going to screw up. It was nerve-wracking sitting back and waiting for reports to come in rather than being in the action. Reynard was not used to putting others in harms way while he sat back in safety. He much preferred issuing orders while overseeing everything happening firsthand. But it couldn't be helped as he was trying to skirt the laws of King Nobel and remain technically innocent. Reynard very much doubted that would stop his enemies from petitioning the King to have him arrested and held responsible. But he would try to remain as compliant as he could and see his cousin Grimbeert about mounting a defense.

The reports from his downtown operations came in first as his two sex club raids went well and they had all the kids, patrons and workers subdued and sent to processing in less than thirty minutes. There was a delay at the prostitution operation due to much larger numbers than anticipated, but they were told they would handle them, but would just be delayed another twenty minutes. So Reynard sent twenty of his agents from the sex club operations to backup those at the Savanna Central facility while the other ten transported all others to a hidden processing facility in the northern section of the Docks District.

Word from the Savanna Central District House of Horrors, as they were calling it, was that they were able to cut off communications and take out the guards fairly easily. Some of the patrons and workers were able to flee and escape to the underground facility. They then knocked down some walls and drove some very heavy vehicles over top both entrances which were being watched very closely. A few pockets of workers and guards were holding off some of their people and were holding some slaves hostage. Reynard told his operatives to tell those workers they were here for Bruun the Bear and not them and get them to surrender. They were instructed to dart any with high doses who did not surrender as they could afford no delays getting the entire overground area fully contained. Reynard figured if the workers thought they were only there for the boss, they would surrender without a struggle.

By 2:00 AM his people had everyone moved out of the prostitution facility downtown, and he moved ten of his agents to the House of Horrors, and the other ten moved all the captured workers, patrons and employees to the processing facility in the Docks District. Those ten that had delivered the previous batches were then sent into Savanna Central to start the recovery of slaves and clients. They recovered the tools from the slavers to free the slaves and began removing all slaves, slavers and clients as quickly as possible to the ships located only a kilometer and a half away so it was a quick process of ferrying them back forth from the facility. As they captured and moved each one, they used the extensive lists of employees, slaves and clients to identify each one and note who had been recovered.

By 2:30 AM Reynard was able to leave only ten to hold the upper part of the House of Horrors while the seventy others all began the operation to collect all the slaves and clients on their list from around the district. The twenty that arrived from the sex clubs helped to add to the force securing the House of Horrors keeping special attention for any of Bruun's gangs members looking to mount any kind of offensive. He split the seventy into twenty-five separate teams all driving around the district grabbing their targets and returning them to the ships. They kept a close eye out for anyone following them or any gang members, but none had been reported up to that point.

Reynard knew he had a massive number of targets to capture around the district and was unsure how many he could find. The slaves were most important, and the first priority was capturing any slaves and slavers. There was a priority list of the worst clients of the House of Horrors and the top offenders were targeted first. They had some information which told them which were scheduled to be present that night and so went after any not scheduled for the night's festivities. There were a few incidents during those captures that required backup units in the area to help and some injuries, but for the most part they were minor. It was just a long process trying to locate so many even with addresses and maps.

This wasn't the way Reynard had wanted to run the operation. He liked to hit everything at once. Get in and out quickly just like how he liked to do his thievery. He hated giving the opposition time to organize a counter-strike, but it couldn't be helped. He needed as many groups as possible to retrieve all his targets from around the district. His operatives found a much better solution by having teams driving large transport vehicles to meet their teams in the northern and eastern section of the district where they could just deliver their captures and then go back to pursuing others in the area. That way the groups didn't have to spend their time going back and forth moving prisoners to the ships. Reynard thanked his commanders in the field for this brilliant maneuver. As soon as more were available, he soon had every mercenary out in the field except the thirty holding the facility. So he had over a hundred in thirty-five separate teams all spread around the district picking up and checking off everyone on the list. It was quite chaotic as Felix tracked every team and who they had managed to capture. Reynard's lieutenants worked tirelessly to help the weasel follow every unit and track the progress of each. They were getting reports of gang members being spotted with some following their vehicles, but fortunately they were not engaging or taking any threatening actions. But some were seen grouping near the entrance to the House of Horrors so Reynard had to move twenty of his people back to the outside of the facility to setup a strong defensive position.

He had spotters keeping a close eye on any groupings and movements outside the facility and knew he was going to have to pull more if they decided to bring any others and appeared to be massing for an assault. Reynard knew more than half of the slaves at the facility were below ground and most likely quite a large number of clients and workers. Having to potentially fight on multiple fronts was very worrisome. Reynard had one strategy he hoped would work depending on how quickly his people could finish retrieving the rest of the slaves and clients from the outer areas. Apparently Bruun's gang decided to ignore those collecting clients from within the district and focused their attention on the attack on the large complex. Felix let Reynard know all slaves and owners had been captured and most of the top priority clients had been captured and were aboard his ships under control of his gang. They only had about fifty or more lower priority clients to capture, so Reynard pulled all but ten teams of three to deal with the remaining captures, and had everyone else gather at the House of Horrors to prepare for a full assault.

Reynard realized he would need to gain access to Bruun and his gang immediately in order to prevent a large conflict. Reynard then left a force of thirty at the front to give the impression of a huge force while he sent two groups of thirty-five down each entrance into the oubliette. Their objectives were to quickly locate Bruun's gang and to subdue and remove everyone else as quickly as possible.

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"We have a surprise for you fuzzball." A familiar voice growled at Jack. The owner of the voice sounded quite pleased with himself as he ripped the black hood off the bunny.

Jack had to shut his eyes as he was blinded by the bright lights shining in his face from all directions. He couldn't move, and felt like he was being pulled in all directions at once. The small bunny was naked and in some kind of auditorium of some sort. He couldn't make out who was out there as everything was dark. He glanced around himself panicked as he realized he was suspended off the ground and each of his paws and legs had a tight cord wrapped around them pulling him in four different directions at once.

"Who… who is out there?" Jack managed to barely get out as his body shook uncontrollably as fear took over. His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest and his nose quivered in terror.

"Lots of fans of yours little shit." The boar with the broken tusk hissed with pleasure seeing his victim understand true terror and the evil that had befallen him.

"Come forward my friends and get a closer look at this lovely little morsel. He is not so dangerous now. Come and admire him before we get started." The boar grinned viciously and moved back out of sight.

From out of the dark, Jack realized he was surrounded by eight figures. As they stepped into the light he saw there were four older rabbits, a weasel, a ram, a porcupine and a wildebeest. They all were male and all were looking at him the same way the old rabbit Finius had looked at him. They all had an insatiable hunger that could only be satisfied by small young flesh. They all approached with hungry lecherous eyes and open mouths with panting tongues and then all reached forward and began rubbing him all over. Jack tried desperately to pull himself out of the cords and flee, but he could not move as they each rubbed his head, ears, tail, butt, chest, thighs and privates. Each one wanted to touch him all over and smell him. Many stuck the digits on their paws and hooves into his tailhole and swirled them around. Others pressed on his abdomen and privates until the small head of his cock appeared and one held it in place while each of the others licked it.

Jack wondered where Mini and Razer were, but realized they were captured, their fates unknown.

Jack screamed out, "Get away from me you freaks! I will see you all dead!"

They all laughed at him, a vile malicious sadistic laugh. He could hear the boar snort and then speak loudly addressing the darkness outside, "Well first we need to fill you with lots of love. Gentlemammals and guests, please get ready for the main event. Let us demonstrate what happens to those that think they can defy us, brethren."

Jack then felt himself rotated so that his stomach faced the floor and he was lowered so he was only about a third of a meter off the ground. He tried to desperately look around, but couldn't see anything until the boar moved in front of his face laughing. Jack was unsure what was worse, that horrible wicked sound or the fetid foul breath of the monster. The bunny then felt something touching his tail and rubbing against his rear. Then all of sudden pain exploded as something was inserted into his ass. He then shook as something large was pressed deep inside and then hammered repeated at impossible speeds. Jack felt pain deep inside and nearly passed out. The pain seemed to last forever until he heard a voice from behind him scream out in ecstasy and a few seconds later whatever was inside him was removed. The pain subsided partially, but his insides felt like they were still on fire. He shook all over convulsing from the agony. Then suddenly the intense pain was back and something else was shoved inside him. The jackhammering then continued harder and faster than before. Over and over this continued as Jack felt wet stickiness in his ass and he realized he was bleeding uncontrollably out his rectum. But his torture did not abate. Instead it continued in intensity and frequency until every bit of Jack was sore and screaming in impossible agony. They continued over and over without pause thrusting over and over depositing their special love deep inside him. He was feeling lightheaded and woozy. He always knew when the porcupine would take his turn as he would feel dozens of sharp needles pressed into his rear and he would scream out in horror and would then hear laughter and applause echo throughout the darkness. The loss of blood and torment was so great he was losing his battle with consciousness as he blinked in and out of it. Then the vile voice of the boar whispered in his ear with hot breath and giddy glee, "Having fun yet you piece of shit?" And then Jack heard nothing more.

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Jack then woke with a start. He was bathed in cold sweat and shook with cramps from being hunched down squashed into a small constrained space. He then heard the sound which had awoken him from another of his horrid dreams. But he trembled in terror realizing that the slavers must have found him and were here to make his nightmares reality.

"Jack… Jack you there?" A tiny voice squeaked.

"Ma… Mini?" The terrified bunny answered.

"Ah… there you are. You hid so well even we couldn't find you." The little mouse exclaimed impressed.

And then a tiny pointy gray nose with tiny whiskers appeared in front of Jack twitching with excitement.

"Holey Cheese Jack!" Mini exclaimed in shock seeing the bunny, "You look terrible! You are soaked and smell horrible."

The dreadful looking bunny glanced at the mouse and shivered muttering, "Bad nightmares."

"What happened to you in them? On second thought… nevermind… I really don't want to know. Sorry it took so long for Razer and me to get back to you. We had to stay with Felix and help him prepare everything and then there was a delay getting back inside. Apparently they have the entire place on tight lockdown tonight for the big event going on. Even we had a very difficult time slipping past unseen. I thought you called Felix and he told you we were coming." Mini asked the bunny.

"I did call Felix, but was so tired I must have fallen asleep after talking to him. I tried to stay awake waiting for you, but then you never came. I guess my delusions got the best of me." The exhausted bunny tried to explain shivering.

"It may be quite awhile before we can leave this place." Razer informed the wretched bunny.

Jack nodded wordlessly and then admitted, "Felix told me. He wanted me to sit tight until he was sure they had the entire facility completely under control. But he didn't tell me any details about the operation."

"That is for security as you know." Mini explained to his bunny friend rubbing the side of his face, "He wanted to minimize anything transmitted over the comms just in case anyone was listening or in case you were captured. But we can tell you the plan now."

The little mouse and rat filled the bunny in on the plan primarily to keep his mind occupied, but also to assure him that waiting patiently was the best course of action.

"So when will they be going underground?" Jack wondered.

"Probably not until late and we have almost everyone back here." Razer explained.

Jack nodded and stated emphatically, "I want to go down."

Mini was shocked, "Jack… the boss won't authorize that. It's far too dangerous. You are far too valuable an asset and too small."

But the bunny was determined, "I want to see. I believe I earned that right. Will you support me?"

He glared at the mouse and rat and they saw the tiny bunny had an intensity and resolve unlike any they had seen before. They both finally nodded.

"I would not recommend asking your boss though. He made several gang members wet themselves when he found what happened to you." Razer informed him.

Jack grinned wishing he could have seen that. He knew the fox valued him, but it was good to hear anyway. But after all he had gone through, he wanted to see what all the risk and fuss was about.

Jack pulled out his knife and checked the time and realized it was almost 12:46 AM. Mini and Razer had cut it quite close. The two tiny rodents attempted to keep his young mind busy discussing all the forces moving into place. Jack had no idea how they had been able to completely prepare this new mission twenty-four hours early and with a completely different plan in a matter of only a few hours of preparation. He understood now what his boss was thinking. With the district boss and his top lieutenants trapped here incommunicado from the rest of the gang, their forces had freedom of movement throughout the entire district. It was extremely risky, but considering the new mission to capture hundreds of slaves and clients all over the district, it was a unique opportunity to capture the gang leadership with their pants down. Jack chuckled realized this saying was probably quite literal considering what he understood went on at this event.

But Jack worried about several things he was fairly certain his boss also shared his concerns about. What if the boss was unable to attend the event? What if the boss' gang decided to try to storm the facility to rescue him? If either of these two actions happened, there could be an extensive battle across the Savanna Central District with hundreds of casualties. Jack knew if this Bruun the Bear gathered all his allies and gang members, they could be outnumbered. Even with a strong defensive position, their forces would be vulnerable to being overrun. His boss would be faced with an impossible position, send in his gang to reinforce these mercenaries and invite open warfare between the two districts, or leave over a hundred and thirty or so hired mercenaries and agents to be slaughtered or captured. Knowing his boss, he suspected the fox would choose to support the mercenaries as Jack figured Reynard would recognize the capture of such a force would eventually lead back to him and result in a war anyway.

Jack glanced down and realized it was 01:00 AM and called into his immediate boss Felix.

"Gray Wonder looking for a taxi." Jack called out repeated his familiar coded message.

Jack felt quite gray, but didn't much feel very wonderful at the moment. This mission sure didn't go how he had pictured it. After his first two missions, he thought he had the whole secret agent thing down pat. Boy was I wrong!

After only a few seconds a familiar voice on the other end crackled back, "Papa here. How do you stand Gray Wonder?"

Jack answered back, "With two old friends just hanging out. Everything's quite cozy, but we wish we were back home."

"Understood. We have a wild party going on, but are gonna have to ask you to wait quite awhile before pickup. You'll have to entertain yourselves for a bit." His instructor Felix informed him.

"Understood Papa… any idea how long?" Jack asked.

There was a pause, and then the weasel answered back, "Have one of your old friends check in an hour to make sure no revelers are out on the street."

Well Felix had just made that one up on the fly, but Jack understood what that meant. Felix wanted to make sure the only mammals above ground in the facility were friendlies before Jack came out. It only made sense as there wasn't really a lot a tiny bunny and two much tinier rodents could do when it came to storming and subduing a large well armed facility. Everyone had different uses and Jack fully understood this.

"Got it Papa… we'll behave and wait. Good luck and good hunting." Jack told the weasel.

"Can't wait to see you again and give you a big hug Gray." Felix told him before signing off.

Jack grinned thinking of the stern weasel taskmaster giving him a hug. Apparently both Felix and Reynard had been quite concerned about his welfare.

Well there wasn't much they could do now but follow orders. Fortunately Razer had brought back maps of the underground facility and the three spent their time waiting looking over the floor plans and making guesses about what each of the designated areas could mean. Razer gave Jack quite a thorough education in deviant sexual practices. It had only been a day since he had seen and touched his first female parts and now he was hearing about a long list of things that mostly seemed improbable and insane. He had to admit a few of these sounded fun like a lot of the fantasy stuff where you pretended you were different species or played different roles. Other stuff like the spanking seemed fairly tame. But a large amount of the things seemed quite scary and disturbing. He could never imagine wanting to do those things with someone like Baabs or Silvey. After being a slave, any of the master and slave things all seemed sick. He supposed he could see the allure of the power dynamic for those who had not experienced the true hopelessness of being an actual slave. Much of the torture and endless variety of methods of inflicting extreme pain all made him shudder and shake his head. But he did find it funny that at six years old he now understood copious amounts of sexual perversions far better than the vast majority of mammals in all of Zootopia.

Jack tried to listen to see if he could hear any activity out in the facility, but could hear nothing. This made a lot sense considering the building he was inside was on the far end and they were hidden deep inside. Also the point of having a specially trained force dressed in black attacking in the middle of the night was to be quiet. He only wished he knew what was going on. The three patiently waited, and then at 2:00 AM Mini left to check on how things stood outside.

They waited another ten minutes, but the little mouse had not returned. It was then that they heard sounds out in the hall. Jack listened closely, but realized it certainly wasn't their friends, but instead at least two medium sized mammals or larger. He heard muffled voices and slight footsteps, but couldn't make out what they were saying. Razer decided to go out and investigate while Jack scrunched down and remained well hidden. After a couple minutes Jack felt something tiny poking him, and he looked down to see Razer had returned and looked quite concerned.

"Two mammals are in the boss' office with the computer. Pretty sure they aren't ours." The rat informed the bunny whispering as softly as he possibly could.

Jack nodded that he understood and whispered wondering, "What should we do?"

Razer had an idea, "Turn to channel 0911. They should be monitoring it. We have to get help."

Jack pulled out the communicator and quickly switched the device on burying his head and the device under all the towels they had found to try and muffle the sound.

There was some crackling letting the bunny know they were live and he called out, "Gray Wonder looking for joy."

He repeated the call a couple of times and then heard a voice answer, "Gray Wonder… what's your situation?"

Jack realized there were no real code words for his situation so he just tried to make it as clear as he could answering, "Hanging in the top of the headquarters to the north. We have two unfriendlies visiting the office upstairs."

There was a pause and Jack thought he could hear the voice issuing several orders and then they got an answer, "Hold tight Gray Wonder. Salvation is on its way. Out."

Jack then held tight listening to the channel under the towel while Razer snuck out. After about three minutes Jack could hear something. If he had not been pointing his ears and focusing, he would have missed it for certain. But there was definitely the sound of something moving around in the halls. It could have been the unfriendlies he had mentioned, but they sounded like they were stomping around and screaming compared to the sound he currently heard. After a few more minutes he thought he heard a voice for a second and then nothing. A minute later Razer came scurrying back to him at full speed and crashed into him.

The rat seemed quite excited and spoke to him in an animated voice, "They got them Jack. The office has been secured. You can come out."

Jack flipped the communicator off and slipped it back into his pouch and followed Razer down the hall to the end where the door that had been locked on their previous attempt earlier that day was open and there was quite a lot of movement in the room.

Inside were five mercenaries in black, two of which were securing the two prisoners. One prisoner was an older mule deer with an angry scowl on his face, and the other a medium sized black bear who had an indignant look. Jack noticed he had several darts sticking out of him and some blood dripping down the side of his head. Both prisoners were being questioned, but neither was saying anything. A leopard mercenary was moving the stacks of files on the floor into bags. A lioness was pulling more files out of the file cabinets they had seen earlier and putting the contents into another bag. Apparently these two came into the office to gather the computer and important files and most likely to try and escape with them. They could see the main part of the computer was lying next to the files the two had pulled.

The fox mercenary then noticed them. It was Jasper, one of the leaders of the main assault teams who Jack had encountered several times before.

The fox gave the bunny a toothy grin seeing him in the doorway, "I take it we have Gray Wonder to thank for foiling another nefarious plot?"

Jack grinned up at the fox and nodded, "It's a pleasure governor. Always happy to lend a paw to help."

The fox glanced at the two prisoners, "You know these two?"

The bunny shook his head no, "Haven't seen them, but they must be important if they were sent to recover this. You could check the database we found on the computer earlier."

When Jack mentioned the database, the two captives stared at him in dismay.

Jasper noticed the exchange and nudged them, "Yes boys, the gigs up. We already had most of this stuff already. How about telling us who you are. We'll find out shortly anyway."

The two then looked down at the floor dejectedly. Apparently they still were not talking.

Jasper spoke to them nonchalantly, "No matter. It is not important. We couldn't really trust anything you said anyway. Secure them as if they were both bosses and remove every scrap of data in this place."

Jack spoke up remembering something, "Don't forget the tiny piece of blue paper under the desk drawer. It has passwords for the system. Also we left some important papers in the desk drawer."

Jasper nodded to a timber wolf who was sniffing around the desk. After a minute he found the piece of blue paper they had returned to its original location and put it in a sealed plastic bag and taped it securely to the computer.

Just then Jack heard a very slight noise and turned to see a small gray mouse behind him smiling at him and twitching his nose.

"Well looks like you guys have had quite an adventure while I've been gone." Mini stated surveying the scene before him.

"Everything okay outside?" Jack wondered.

Mini looked at Razer and Jack and reported, "Well they seem to have everything fairly contained. They have a large group doing full sweeps of each of the buildings and then the grounds. They are going to be sending nearly everyone but the new arrivals to help begin collecting the slaves and clients around the district."

Jasper heard Mini's report, "We did confirm Bruun and his top members are trapped down below and all communication outside has been blocked successfully. So we are free to now move around the district commencing the rescue and recovery operations. I will keep this group and some others here to hold the upper grounds while everyone else begins collection."

"When will you be going down below?" Jack wanted to know.

"Not until we get most of our forces back. We want to go down in overwhelming force with enough left to hold the upper level in case of attack." Jasper informed him.

They had finished bagging every scrap of evidence from the office and several more mercenaries arrived and began hauling their prisoners and the captured computer and files off to be loaded into the vehicles for transport to the nearby ships. Jasper picked Jack up and Mini and Razer climbed up and joined the bunny in the fox's arms.

"Jasper, I have a request of you." Jack asked the fox earnestly.

"Sure Jack, what do you want?" The fox responded giving him a warm toothy grin.

Jack considered how to ask the fox the question and finally stated, "I would like to go on the mission underground. I have spent my time memorizing the entire underground map and wanted to see what was down there. I think I deserve to be part of the mission and believe I can help."

The fox instantly wanted to refuse the request, but realized how important it seemed to be to the tiny bunny, "Jack… your boss would not want you down there. It will be extremely dangerous. There are a lot of trapped and panicked very sick deviant individuals down there and they will be waiting for us. I have found crossing your boss is not a very healthy thing to do."

Jack considered this and responded, "Did he specifically tell you I couldn't be part of that mission? Did he say I couldn't go?"

Jasper thought about it and answered, "No, he didn't specifically say that. He said to secure you and make sure you were as safe as possible. I don't believe being underground with some of the very worst perverts and degenerates in Zootopia to be safe."

"But I would be with all of you. And what if I stayed right with you, right in your arms? Wouldn't that be the safest place I could possibly be? Where could I be safer than with you? Besides I deserve this after all I've been through today." Jack countered.

Jasper thought about it awhile and sighed, "Fine Jack BUT… if your boss specifically orders you to be sent somewhere else or specifically says you can't go, I am not disobeying his direct orders. That would be suicide."

Jack nodded realizing that was about all he could hope for. He would never expect anyone to directly disobey Felix or Reynard. Jasper was right, that was not something you did if you wished to live long. He could only hope Reynard didn't directly order him somewhere else.

Jasper led them outside to find a large amount of activity in the center of the complex. The prisoners from the office, the captured data and several other captives and slaves were being loaded onto a transport vehicle. The large group was then breaking off into groups of two or three and driving out in SUVs. Apparently they would be assigned different targets all over the district for capture. After about ten minutes, all the teams had left the complex leaving a group of about twenty guarding the main gate. Jasper took Jack, Mini and Razer with him to inspect the teams holding each of the doors to the underground tunnels and made sure they were secure and that the jamming equipment was working. Jack also noticed they were guarding a large number of boxes near each of these entrances.

"What is all that stuff they are guarding?" The bunny wondered.

The fox grinned, "Ah that is a surprise your bosses have brought in specially for the occasion. I have never seen it used before, so it will be a surprise for me as well."

Apparently that was all the fox would say on the matter so they moved back to a temporary area inside one of the buildings near the entrance that was setup as a command center. They had maps of the district and the complex on the walls and lists of names Jack recognized from the databases scattered on some tables. A couple mercenaries were looking over the names making notations next to them while talking on the communication devices. Others were looking over the map on the wall showing the huge underground portion of the complex. Jasper had set Jack and his tiny companions down while he and several others discussed the plan for the dungeon raid.

"It seems like they aren't going down for quite awhile." Mini stated.

Jack realized this as well. Normally these groups wanted to be in and out of the districts as soon as possibly certainly before any light. But because of the massively complex nature of this current assault, they would have to wait for the other groups to complete their work before attempting the last part. There was a great deal of worry from those in the room about the district boss' gang mounting an attack on them as some movement had been seen outside the complex. One of the primary objectives was to make contact with that boss underground. Apparently there was a plan to allow the boss to make contact with his men on the outside to make sure they knew he was safe and unharmed. The hope was that if those gang members knew the boss would be freed safe they would not take any hostile action. If the outside gang thought their boss had been killed or captured, they may start a battle that would end in a great deal of casualties on both sides so it was imperative they be assured everything was fine.

The mercenaries hoped that everyone realized conflict would be a terrible outcome for both sides. Theirs was a rescue mission not an attack. Apparently Reynard and Felix called several times and were told the three agents had been recovered and were safely in the command center. Jack was thankful that no orders were issued yet for his removal from the complex.

After over two very tense long hours teams began returning making preparations for the underground assault. Jasper and other commanders gave groups different objectives and they appeared to be prepared for about anything. They were armed with a great deal of things to subdue including pawcuffs of all different sizes, small tranquilizers, large dart guns, chloroform, muzzles and mouth gags and the like. But there was a lot of other equipment Jack had not seen in other missions including some things called smoke bombs, close quarter sleep inducers and many mercenaries fully armed for war with knives, staves and clubs. Each mercenary was armed with breathing masks. Jack had never heard of anything like this, but Jasper assured him they needed to be prepared for anything. They even had tiny masks for the three tiny agents. Jack set his communicator for a channel to contact Jasper in case anything happened, but he assured the fox he would stay with him.

Jasper's group was entering through the secret entrance to the oubliette while an equally large group planned to enter through the main guest entrance. Jack was excited that he would get to join the dungeon raid when his hopes were dashed as his boss called Jasper right before they were ready to go.

"How is the front looking?" Jack heard his ultimate boss ask Jasper.

"We have seen groups on the outside walls. We have spotters on each side watching for any movement. I would guess there are at least fifty or more outside." Jasper reported.

"Well get to Bruun as soon as you find him. We need to setup communications immediately. I need to talk to him right away." Reynard informed the fox.

"Won't he know who you are sir? I thought we wanted to keep this from him." Jasper questioned.

"I planned on disguising my identity, but I will definitely give him enough hints to know it is me. He will be much more comfortable dealing directly with me than some unknown entity. Bosses have enough respect for each other to only deal one another for something like this. I will try and assure him we have no desire to harm him, but that if he takes any aggressive actions that will change. He knows he is in a shit position to negotiate so hopefully he sees the sense of my offer." Reynard explained to the fox.

"Makes sense sir. We will try and negotiate as soon as possible and make no offensive actions toward his gang members." Jasper responded.

Then Jack heard something that caused the bunny's stomach to drop and he felt sick with dread.

"So how is my little agent and his friends? They doing okay?" Reynard asked the fox.

Jasper glanced down at Jack and answered, "They seem to be in amazingly good spirits after what they had been through. They seemed to be relatively unharmed, just a bit tired."

"Good… good… just make sure they are as safe as possible." Reynard ordered.

Jasper made a bit of an uncomfortable face, "Yes sir. I will make sure their safety is my highest priority."

"Excellent! Good luck… and good hunting." Reynard offered wishing the assault team the best.

"Thank you sir. We will update you on our progress shortly." Jasper responded shutting off the comms to his commander.

"He didn't specifically order me anywhere." Jack said happily with a grin.

Jasper nodded, "Yes, but the definition of safest possible is debatable. But with the mobs of enemy units gathering outside the complex for a potential attack, I figure being with myself and this assault team is about as safe a place as there is. Also it makes it easier to keep an eye on you and make sure you don't get in further trouble if you are with me."

"Good logic." Mini offered.

"Just hope your boss sees it that way." Jasper grumbled as he motioned for the team to get ready.

They backed away from the entrance and those near it donned breathing masks and opened the large doors. Jack was too far away, but those staring down into the open hole didn't seem to see anything. All of them were armed with weapons at the ready and Jack noticed several had those bomb things ready to toss down inside. Apparently their precautions were unnecessary and the groups began slowly entering the hole climbing down the steps to the unknown.

From listening to Jasper's comms, apparently the other group had met no resistance on the other end either, and both teams were now moving down inside. After about two thirds of the group headed down, Jasper joined them with Jack, Mini and Razer safely strapped to a harness around Jasper's chest. It was meant to carry weapons and equipment, but was modified to carry very small secret agents as well. As Jack headed underground, he couldn't believe how lucky he was to get to participate in a real dungeon raid. It would be something he remembered for the rest of his life. The only thing he didn't realize at the time was that the reasons that it was so memorable would haunt him forever.

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Authors Note: Originally everything was written assuming roughly 1984 technology. There were no cell phones and the two way communication devices would have been the best possible communication available for this kind of mission. However for some reason I was assuming computer technology around the turn of the century when I originally wrote it. There were all kinds of cool things with Razer lowering Mini to insert flashdrives into the computer and using it to boot into another operating system and attach to the files on the hard drive to examine them and copy them to the flashdrive. However I later realized that computers in 1984 were extremely rudimentary and so all that had to be rewritten. It would be impossible for Razer to carry everything out on large floppies which would have been quite awkward so I had to settle for just printouts. Also the databases would have been too large to fit on floppies. Hard drives back then were enormous full height monstrosities and would have weighed more than the three of them combined. Also realize back then there was no internet and no e-mail. You couldn't just e-mail files to someone or copy everything to a usb stick. Fortunately I caught this in time and was able to rewrite it to make it work. I do miss the Mission Impossible feel of Razer lowering Mini spread out and holding the flashdrive Ethan Hunt style. But accuracy had to trump coolness, sigh.

One other interesting note. All BDSM terminology used and definitions are real with only a couple slight modifications for Zootopia mainly due to them already being animals so they would adapt it to taking on roles of other species.