It was a madhouse in there. With only one foot in the door, Tails knew what her fate was. Her Mistress' brothel was large and dark, with the smell of smoke and cum filling the air. Couches were scattered throughout the space for customers and prostitutes to fuck carelessly. Rouge led her femboy slave through the scene.
Sitting in one corner was a lion man; strong and dashing, a true alpha. On his lap were two small squirrel twins, one boy, one girl, licking up his shaft with heart shaped gazes. They wore nothing but collars, their chains firmly held in their master's strong hand. With the other, he fingered the squirrel boy. His twin sister looked at him with jealousy and licked the lion man's cock with more fervor, hoping to also receive a reward.
A wolf futanari pinned down her slave on the counter of the bar and rammed her roughly. As for the slave, Tails couldn't figure out their species, as they were covered head to toe in a black, latex bodysuit.
All around them, petite servants, both male and female, wearing provocative outfits, served trays of condoms, bottles of lube, and an assortment of toys. Occasionally, one would be captured by a customer, and used on the spot. Tails saw a young ocelot boy get scooped up by a large hawk man. Needless to say, he should be grateful he had a bottle of lube with him.
As they went deeper into the club, Tails spotted a line of alpha males and futanaris, most of them stroking their well endowed members as they chatted with each other. Her eyes trailed to the end of the line and found a single glory hole with the words "WIN A FREE SLAVE" atop of it.
Currently, at the front of the line, was a tiger futanari. She violently thrusted her cock into the glory hole as if she wanted to hurt the slave on the other side. And maybe she did. Eventually, she came, indicated by her arching her back.
Panting and wiping the sweat off her brow, she said, "Uhh, fuck . . . I'm gonna guess . . . kangaroo."
A digital screen beside the glory hole spelled out KANGAROO, as well as showed a list of other anthro species, before displaying a big red X.
"That is incorrect," a robotic voice announced. "Better luck next time."
"Damn it!" the tiger futa growled, and punched the wall before marching off. The next person, a crocodile man, took her place. Whoever was behind the glory hole didn't even get a minute's rest as another cock was shoved in.
Tails almost felt jealous watching the scene unfold.
"Curious?" Rouge asked, and Tails nodded. "Its a fun little system we do here. Once a month, one of our slaves is auctioned up. You pay half a grand to fuck them, which is expensive for a glory hole slut, but at the end, if you can guess what species they are, you get your money back and the slave for free."
"Are . . . Are you going to sell me, Mistress?" Tails asked, horrified. She didn't care about her rights, all she wanted was to serve her Mistress. Even though she was a poor, used up, piece of property, it was still alright for her to hold on to such desires, wasn't it?
"Oh, Tails." Rouge cupped her slave's cheek and kissed her nose. "I'm not bored of you just yet."
"I need to serve you, Mistress," Tails said, her eyes brimming with tears. "Please, it's my only purpose. My greatest joy."
Rouge just giggled and continued to lead him to the back of the club. Suddenly, it looked more like a hotel than anything. They met with an important looking woman standing in front of room 13. Tails didn't know who it was at first, but as they got closer, his heart dropped. It was—
"Fiona!" Rouge greeted. "It's so good to see you."
The red fox woman gave them a glance, but her eyes stayed on Tails. "Well, I'll be, is that who I think it is?"
"Not anymore, after I got through to him. I mean, her."
Both women snickered. Fiona strutted over. She wore a leather strap dominatrix outfit, with spiked bracelets and matching collar. Between her legs, a foot long cock hung limply and wrapped in a black condom. Hanging from her waist was a whip. Just seeing it made Tails hair stand on end.
Thankfully, Fiona wasn't in a whipping mood. Instead, she groped and rubbed Tails. She didn't even need Rouge's permission, much less Tails'.
"You know, everybody's been looking for you," she said, and gave Tails' ass a good squeeze. "Especially Sonic, that annoying speedster. Running all around the country just for you."
If Tails felt any guilt in leaving her friends, she didn't show it. Instead, she focused on Fiona's touch. Her attitude alone led Tails to believe that she was her superior, in every way.
"But I guess you don't care, do you." She squeezed Tails' little balls. "You're happier as a living cock sleeve than you are hanging out with your friends, right?"
"Answer her," Rouge commanded.
"Yes," she spat out. "Serving larger penises is more important to me than my friends."
"Ha!" Fiona gave Tails' balls a smack. She resisted the pain and kept standing. "You trained him . . . no, you trained her well. Cause you're not a man anymore, are ya'? Hell, I don't think you were ever a man. You're nothing but a cum addicted bitch, aren't cha'?"
"Yes, I am, ma'am." Tails nodded. "Even though I'm just a worthless cock sleeve and I don't deserve to be in your presence, I hope I can still be of use to you."
"Oh, the self-degrading type. You've always had weird taste in slave training, Rouge."
"I think it's endearing." Rouge huffed. "It's important that they know their place in this world, isn't that right, slut?"
"Absolutely," Tails agreed. "Thank you for everything you've taught me, Mistress."
"See? Isn't she just divine?"
"Whatever. You explain to her why she's here yet?"
"Nope."
"Fine, let's get in the room first."
They entered room 13. It was a lovely pink and red room with a heart shaped bed, a shelf of dildos and lubricants, and even a plasma screen tv on the wall. There was even a bathroom. The scent of cum overwhelmed Tails' nostrils, but she loved every breath she took there.
"You'll be working here for a while," Fiona blurted out.
Tails gasped and looked at his Mistress. His one and only. Did she do something wrong? Was Mistress finally bored of him? How could she be such a pathetic slave to not even entertain her superior.
"Don't worry, my little fox, I'm not getting rid of you," Rouge assured her.
Instantly, relief washed over her and she bowed. "Th-Thank you, Mistress."
"I'm going to be gone for a while, checking out a ruin," the bat woman explained further. "I'm not sure how long I'll be gone, so until I return, you'll be here working for Fiona and making me some extra pocket change. Got it?"
"Y-Yes, Mistress. I'll be the best whore ever. I'll make you a fortune."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. We still need to do your interview," Fiona said. "So you better give it your all, you foxy bitch."
"Yes, ma'am." Tails got on his knees and bowed. "What must I do?"
Fiona and Rouge looked at each other and grinned.
"For now," the fox woman said, "turn around and cover your ears."