Not long after the lockdown was initiated, and after a few select individuals were sent to meet their fate-- even some highly esteemed colleagues or heads to the research faculty-- Kalvarn went about organizing the slight chaos that was his research teams.

He would rather not call it luck, maybe hazard a guess of fate itself, but Kalvarn figured that this opportunity, a golden one at that, should be taken. Even as he oversaw the reports, documents, files and projects being rushed out to the best of their skills-- he couldn’t help but think over the situation.

The unlikeliness of it all was so bizarre, possibly also so uncalled for. Still, he was not going to pass up on such a perfect chance to leave. Even as he turned to watch a few naked, and admittedly lovely looking mares with collars-- all of which helping them move their things, he couldn’t help but wonder if this was some sort of long overdue karmic retribution.

Or it’s entirely possible that my people have gotten to complacent and proud of their place as conquerors. He slightly snorted to this in amusement, turning to move and pack up a few things-- such as that magical mask he still could not understand.

Looking at it now, the elderly scientist couldn't help but take in it’s flat, face like features. Flatter than any pony mare face could be. It was so unnatural, and according to the reports, it once belonged to some strange monkey mage years back before they were killed by a large battalion of elite guard. He wondered if there was a connection.

But, instead of pondering it, he placed it away into a box with many other notes before handing it off to one of the more younger mares before going back to work. So much of this was so unprecedented and out of the ordinary. It made him wonder what was going on and what was making this force of change to occur as it was.

Regardless of his feelings, one thing was for sure, He needed to clean out all research notes he could. The building was going to be going up in flames soon enough, and he was sure that anything left behind was going to be ash. Kalvarn did wonder what the Overlord wanted with the items found on patrols, but it was another matter he would not bother thinking about. After all, the mask, shield, scrap metals, strange crystals and even green cube, while impressive in their own ways… weren’t a huge overall loss when given away.

Maybe he and the others could focus on something much more than items they couldn clearly not understand as of yet.

“Dr. Kalvarn!” The caribou paused in putting a few things away to glance at the mare-- gauging the fellow, and admittedly very bright pony that now stood before him. “We’ve cleared out most of the rooms, we’re ready to move them out as soon as possible.”

With a almost sagely like nod, Kalvern informed, “Take everything to the back room where we perform most live tests. It should have enough space for the Overlord to do whatever he plans to, to open this ‘Gate’ he’s mentioned.” Not sure of what that all included in magic or rituals-- but he felt it might be needed. He just hoped that this male kept his word in the end.

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When the scientist gather everything they could in the back room, the group managed to break into the rooms the males who kept their mares in cages out, aiding them to move the things. There was a tense feeling in them all, of whether or not the Overlord will keep his word. But there was a underside of fear that he might be lying and would just kill them all. As they waited, there was a faint sound, sound of metal against metal.

As a few glance to the door, wondering what made that sound-- only to hold their breath or resist the urge to puke. As the Overlord was coming in, drench in splats of blood around his armor, his axe dripping with it, and a few look away or felt the urge to gack out as they noticed his very boots had fresh blood around them. The minions themselves had blood on them, seeing they weren’t bother of it as Jerry look across the room.

Seeing the multiplied boxes, items, and beings as the ponies and Caribous held variants of faces of shock, fear, disgust, looking like they were going to puke-- or were trying to look away from him as Jerry focus on the old Caribou and asked. “Is everything accounted for, Dr.Kalvarn?”

Trying to not take too deep a breath-- mostly to avoid the overpowering coppery scent of blood of no doubt his fellows, the male nodded.” As accounted for as we could in our short time. Yes. We are prepared to leave now.”

“...and the items of the circular object and the orb?” not wanting to say the names as one of the stallions grimace and admit.

“We…” trying to not look at Jerry from the blood on the armor as he went on. “We managed to drag it close, the thing was heavy-- took nearly three Caribous here to lift them both.” Jerry nod, seeing the Spell Stone and Catalyst as he motioned his left hand as the Minions charge to them. Three took the Spell Catalyst, and five took the Spell Stone with ease as they lifted the two items without a problem.

Nearly everyone balked at that. It took grown, strong larger males to lift those thing with strain...and those small creatures just lift them without a problem. Jerry look back to Dr.Kalvarn as he told. “Once you all enter through the Gate, expect my Blue to come and restore any lost limbs of the mares and heal any who need medical attention.” as a black-collar mare gulp...but the need to know was burning up as she asked.

“How,” she flinch when he turn his head to her, the blood on his armor and glowing eyes really unnerved her as she managed to gain enough courage to ask. “How are you going to open this Gate thing? We have no idea how you do it!” Jerry gave a amused chuckle, as he look to a area that was open and told.

“Like this.” moving near the area and with a lift of his left arm, a Waypoint Gate force its way through the metal floor and went active as he said. “A few at a time if you will.” moving back as to let them proceed. They nearly balk from the….simplicity of it as a stallion nearly shouted.

“It works...like that!? Just how, why, its, its,” Jerry couldn’t help but laugh, but it sound like a creepy laughter as it made a few of the scientist shiver and feel a cold in their spines as Jerry calm down as he turn his attention to them while the Minions brought the items they carry onto the Gate, letting them vanished as they went back to the horde.

“It works like that, because I allow it to work like that. No rituals, no needed concentration. Simple, short, and easy for me to just pop in and out whenever I desire.”

While many wanted to question, one spoke, “We should leave.” Moving up with a uneasy nervous step while drawing closer to the gate. “We can’t stay here.” Reminding them all, that they were indeed on a time limit. And it was with that, they all moved out with uncertainty towards the gate, all unsure of what to find on the other side.

Kalvern had to brace himself-- despite the warning of ‘dizziness’, he still felt a slight flush of uncertainty of the feeling of the magical transportation of the gate. He really never liked teleportation, and the idea of using it here still unnerved him.

But as soon as he was through, and closing both eyes for a moment so he could breath and let the feeling of dizziness pass… did he open his eyes to look around. A stone castle like setting, was a bit strange to land in, but one he wasn’t going to complain about yet. He still lived, and while he moved in, he could tell those that passed through were alive too.

As the elder move, did he heard a sound, glancing up he saw a strange construct twirl and spin, as his fellow scientist appeared in the same place he was. He briefly wonder how it worked, before a gentle and calm voice spoke. “Attention everyone,” as those where turning, nearly bulge their eyes out as a thestral in a long dress was before them, coming down the set of stairs with a gentle smile on her face. And a red collar around her neck.

Alongside her were more of those creatures near the Overlord, but in comedical servant outfits as they had blankets and refreshments of goblets as she went on. “If any are injured, please move to the side where Blues will aid and heal your injuries.” noticing some Caribous as fear clench her heart, hands gripping tight as despite Gnarl informing them...that fear in her heart never left as she took all of her willpower to not panic or look scared before any of them. Her Master needed her, and she would do everything she can to aid him.

While a few moved off to the side for this, others went about placing their things down. Trying to keep it all organized and in line. The next few coming in held more boxes, but something bout this group caused Shadow to pause. Less out of fear and more out of… confusion.

It was a Caribou and a black collared mare, both having something in their arms while sticking closely together. The mare seemed to seek comfort near the male, almost drifting closer to his side while he leaned his head down to whisper something that calmed her. The sight of a Caribou calming a mare… it, it was… strange.

But why? Why would a Caribou give comfort, calm her, show that he cares? I… confusion went through her, as she did her best to remain calm. As those in need of healing were surrounded by Blues, their hands stretch out as healing magic cover those and some regenerating lost limbs taken by Caribous. Shadow move by the throne, as more boxes were being transported, as the Minions were moving them and organizing them with the newcomers.

She did her best to calm herself, and glance to see a old Caribou watching all of this, she took a low breath. Forcing herself to come near in a speaking distance to the Caribou, reminding herself that she was safe. She wouldn’t be harm or taken. She was within her Master domain. She reminded herself that if these Caribous even touch her-- they would die. She look to the Caribou himself as she held a strain smile, and try to keep her voice level.

“I am...Shadow Daze. Willing red to my Master the Overlord and first mare to him.”

With a single glance from his elderly eyes, Shadow had to refrain from flinching. He was just as tall as her Master, and his antlers seemed to just slightly add more to that high, making her feel small in comparison. He glanced over her, before telling, “Dr. Kalvarn.” Then gave a look around before telling, “I’ll admit, the results to this situation are shaping up to be unlike anything I could have predicted. I’m unsure how to properly take it all.”

Glancing down, he soon added, “Even the concept of a willing red, form what I understand, mare’s wanted to be as free as possible. It makes me wonder what could have changed this for you…” Looking off to the side in apparently deep thought.

“It was love.” spoke Shadow as she told. “My Master let me free, let me see things from another perspective and heal from...what was done to me. And I chose to come under him as his, out of love.” then took another low breath, as the teleporter was used again, as more boxes were moved and mares moved to the side to allow Blues to heal. “I am unsure how to take this properly too.” admit Shadow, as she try to keep a even face.

“Caribous….your people...are monsters and rapists….to see them here...to see you comfort a mare or...act civil is….” trying to find the words to say it.

“Unprocessed.” There was a agreeing tone to the elder caribou’s voice, while he told, “A shortcoming of how most caribou bucks are taught from their early stages in life. I am what you would call the minority of the entire empire-- and the only thing keeping it progressing with innovations and tools.” Then muttered, “If they could even be called that half the time.”

Taking a low breath, calming herself down as she ignored her fears and worry in her heart to look straight at him. To not flinch with him looking at her as she told upfront. “Just know that I belong to my Master, that there are two other's, another red-collar mare and a filly living here. If any of you touch us inappropriately…..My Master will show no mercy.”

He didn’t even look bothered by her, in fact Shadow distinctly felt like he still felt her words mattered very little to him. It was hard to keep the pounding of her heart down with how he just looked down at her. “If there is one thing I and him might share? It’s waste of things and potential.” Saying it rather simply for her. “He has his property, being you and this other mare. And touching the filly may just be a waste of later potential.”

He glanced, mostly at the odd couple of caribou and mare. “Dr. Shine, with her…” Pausing to recall, “Yes, right. Wife. Dr.Larson is her husband-- or the closest thing a caribou can understand to being one.” Then glanced back to Shadow, “He liked her personality-- and more over loved her mind. She is admittedly brilliant, not the same extent we are, but brilliant.” Then told the thestral, “That filly could hold the same potential. And I, as well as those here, would hate to waste that potential. So much could be done with specialized talents you ponies seem to possess.”

While a part of her felt assured that none of them would touch Jasmine, another part of her felt worry that he would say a ‘but’ in his tone. Her ears flick, hearing another sound as more boxes came from the glance of her eyes. As much as Shadow wanted to leave and let her stud handle this-- she have to make a good impression. So she did her best to keep calm and spoke. “You all, including those of being healing, would be granted rooms to sleep, food, clean and untainted water, and the right to leave to the Resistance, or stay here to work with my Master.”

“If I may, Shadow was it?” Asked the male, “I think we will be remaining here until a time we know the Resistance will not attack us on sight.” Then told in a almost dulled tone, “As you know, we’re seen as monsters of a sexual nature. I doubt they would even bother to hear a word from our mouths before cutting into us like the demons of their dreams.”

A brief nod came to her, as she managed to calm her heart still, still feeling the mixture of confusion and fear within her. She was almost glad that Gnarl spoke in. “And I’m certain that many of you are happy to be given the mercy, of the Overlord.” she took this chance to move back, as Gnarl spoke to the elder. “Greetings, I am Gnarl, advisor and Minion Master to the Dark Lord. Your possessions of boxes will be moved to a storage room until you will be given rooms to research whatever the Master request of you.”

“And speaking rooms, I will inform you that you all will be restricted to a few rooms and guards to make sure you don’t accidentally enter in a place none of you belong. For your safety of course.”

With a firm nod, the caribou turned his head and told, “I will be sure to inform my cohorts of this. In the meantime?” Motioning towards a few boxes to the side, “Your Master requested to have things the Patrols found and brought back. They are over there now. Do exercise extreme caution with the yellow package-- in contains a unknown crystalized green cube of great energy. Unnecessary tinkering may result in… instant destruction of a large area.”

Gnarl motioned to the Minions to carry the boxes of the artifacts, and told to the Minions. “Careful of the yellow package you dimwits!” As they were moving the items away, the teleportation was active the last time, as they glance to see no boxes or scientist, but rather Jerry. Walking in as Shadow brighten on the side, seeing him safe, but soon scrunch her face of the blood on him. She wanted to go and greet him-- but decided to do it after he removes the armor.

Jerry walked to near the minion and caribou as he spoke to Dr. Kalvarn. “I see you and your fellows are getting use to my throne room.” glancing to see his Blues finish healing as they were moving back down to the Spawning pits as he return his attention to Dr.Kalvarn. “If you have any needs of questions later on, please inform them to Gnarl here, and he will direct them to me.”

Then added. “Now, is there anything else you wish to ask or talk about before settling in the guest areas?”

“Only to be informed of our continued existence if or when we travel to the Resistance.” Told Kalvarn. “It doesn't do us any good to know that we would be walking straight into the manticore's den without any means to protect ourselves-- magic enabled notwithstanding.”

Jerry nodded as he said. “You will be inform when the times come. For now? Rest, relax, and enjoy being safe within my domain. Oh and one more thing?” looking to Dr.Kalvarn and told him. “Try not to leave outside the Dark Castle-- for your safety than anything else. Mostly due to the fact we’re surrounded by volcanic activities.”

He gave a slow nod to that, not sure how to actually commit to it. So, instead of staying around and nodding in further confusion, he turned and left for the other’s-- mostly to organize their things and figure out who would hold what with them until they could have proper facilities to set up.

As Jerry walked off to take his armor off, Shadow gladly went back to the Private Quarters, feeling assure that she can hug her Master-- and be slightly coddle by him to ease her worries and fears of Caribous in their home. She honestly hope that if they are going to stay, that they will know that they are being watched by the Minions.

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A day later, her stud was off to inform and report the Resistance, Shadow was taking the time to getting use to the fact there were...well, ‘good’ Caribous. It was hard to imagine them as sensible males and not what she had to endure. She was idly wondering how the mares felt with the Caribous...until she saw the unicorn mare, one who was ‘married’ to the Dr.Larson. Seeing her in a new dress that was provided by the Minions, Shadow note the dull blue coat mare, with purple mane with green streaks.

The B chest didn’t show much, but she made up for it as she held a slim form. She also noticed the black collar, and while it slightly made her frown-- she couldn’t say that it shouldn’t be on her in the first place. Seems hypocritical as Shadow herself submitted to Jerry as her Master. She noticed the mare was looking unease, deciding to take the initiative and speak to her. With a calm smile and disarming stride, she move to her and said with a gentle tone. “Hello there, I’m Shadow Daze. Are you alright?”

The mare jumped slightly, letting out a relieved breath before telling, “Yes…” Then pausing to consider something and admits with lowering ears, “Actually no. I’m… a little lost.” Glancing around the many halls and telling, “I’m not sure where I am, I thought I knew where I was going…” Uncertainty filling her tone.

Shadow nod some, and soon said. “Let me help, I know this place fully during my time here.” looking at the twenty-three year old mare, she gently prod the mare. “So what's your name? I know the names of others who came with your group, but I haven’t had the chance to ask for your name.”

Glancing, the mare gave a small smile and told, “Dr. Shining Example. Dr. Shine is what most call me.” Rubbing her arm some and glancing before saying, “I don’t want to be rude… but… you’re a...red?” Her tone turning to that of worry, as if concerned of what the response would be form that question.

Shadow gave a soft smile, nodding her head as she explained. “I am a red-- but I am not like most. I retain my personality, and am a willing red to my Master.” recalling the fond memory as she admit. “To be honest, I willingly submitted to him when I could of been a free mare. Out of love really.”

With a slight smile to that, Shine said, “If you did it on your own will… why didn’t you choose a black collar?” Hand slightly fiddling with her own, admitting, “Actually, I could maybe give you mine. I only wear it because it’s the closest thing to a ring Larson can give.” Then rolled her eyes, “He’s also has this issue that if I don’t look owned by him-- it’s like we’re not a thing.”

Shadow took that in, as she soon answered and shook her head to Shine. “To be honest, I consider a black-collar, but that would show that I am resistance to my stud. That I haven’t bend to him, it would feel like…” thinking some as she told. “Like it would show that I wasn’t willing for him.” she then asked. “Why did you, married to Larson? I know you might of done it for love...but...a part of me is still trying to get over the fact a Caribou know what love is.”

With a humorous sound of a laugh, Shine told, “He almost didn’t.” Then turned to tell, “When Equestria first fell… I was forced to a all to be torn of my cloths and given a collar before being leashed and dragged off. Larson was given me as some prize.”

“At the beginning.. Larson wasn’t much different from the rest of the caribou's.” She informed. “He was… insensitive. Almost brutal. Sometimes took pleasure in raping me too.” It wasn’t a pleasant image for her, one she even grimaced at. “But… when his work came in, he would work so hard to get results done. Results that… I could figure out.”

She then glanced up and told, “Don’t get me wrong, for the first year I wanted to escape and run. To get free again.” Then paused before saying, “But one night, he looked so stressed. I was happy he was so vexed and frustrated, until I found out that if he didn’t complete his work… he was going to be turned into a doe and be raped to no end.”

She screwed up her face and said, “So… mostly to not get a caribou even worse than Larson that only used my body every once a month if he had time-- I looked over his work and put down what I knew, made the links he needed.” She dragged off and went on, “Next morning, he was confused. He knew it wasn’t his results, and he didn’t recognize the handwriting… until he demanded me to tell him the truth.”

Shine let out a sigh. “I told him how I came up with all the answers. That I used to be a researcher myself. I had knowledge. And, in a way, as much as he saw me as a worthless female that didn’t even deserve cloths… he respected my intellect. He gave me a chance.” Then… Shine smiled. “It was slow… very slow actually, but as I worked more with him… with the occasional bout of sex to please him, we… started to learn from the other. The only reason he was so rough before, was because he was so stressed. So scared and really frustrated, he didn't know who to take it out on.”

“Not that he’s always a sweet guy.” Shine told with a snort. “He’s a big baby that needs my neck collared to have some sort of security blanket of confidence. He has a ego that is so easy to pop at the smallest of things. It’s sad really, but funny if you know how to deflate it gently.”

Shadow couldn’t help but let out a giggle, hand over her lips as a wide smile was on her face. It was honestly, funny to imagine a Caribou having his ego put down and a big foal. She calm herself as she soon ask. “And then, after time to learn from the other, he started to learn how to actually love?”

“It wasn’t easy.” Shine told, “I had to break down what his father taught him. That we mares, as the female gender, weren’t deserving of anything. That only the males had any real rights. That all we were, were the means to build up their empires and greatness.” She snorted. “It took him a while to understand… I was hurting every time he went so rough on me. That it pained me to have my flanks slapped so hard or for my breasts to be pulled at like taffy.”

She paused a moment in thought before having a soft smile. “He tried to actually make love to me when he started to read what few romance novels Equestria used to have. It was… awkward, if not cute. Him trying to appeal for my affection.” She gave a giggle and told while looking to Shadow. “I humored him and went along. I had gotten a bit used to the rough sex, but going at it soft and slow and then putting effort of loving him?” She sighed, “I think that was the first time we gotten a taste of love. Of passion.” Gaining a slight red to her cheeks. “It was… magical. I think it’s what really began to make him so protective and loving of me-- we even have talked about making a family and raising both sons and daughters up right.”

With a glance, the blue mare told, “Not that he’s perfect. He still has a need to always be on top and holding me down. Or have this idea that males are still superior in a number of aspects-- but personally?” She shook her head and told, “Personally I’m just praising Celestia for the miracle I have of getting him to love me and care for me and maybe be a good father to any children we do have. He’s far from perfect, and a near control freak… but I wouldn’t leave him.”

A soft smile grew onto Shadow face, as while a part of her felt dread of what the mare had to face...she was honestly glad that Shine actually felt love to the Caribou, that the Caribou was able to think of the thought of having both genders raised right. She admit, while he did have flaws...at least he was trying to change. Shadow nodded some, as she said. “You know, I’m glad that you found love-- not many mares are lucky in our place like this.” looking on ahead, as she made a turn of the hall as she admit.

“Infact...you could say that I would of become a actual red, if it wasn’t for Master who freed me with my friend...and helped me loved him fully.” she look back to Shine and said. “I hope you’ll be able to share what happiness you’ll have for him Shine, I really do.” then admitted. “And I’m...sorta glad that there are some bits of good in these Caribous….a part of me still want to demonize them and hate them...but maybe...maybe I could at least tolerate the rare few like your husband?”

Giving a low glare to the floor to that, Shine told, “They’re rare, and I know why too.” This, actually caught the thestral’s attention. “There was this one caribou-- not really my husbands friend, but someone talked about. Would get on a podium in a street and talk about things.” Then told, “A visionary.”

Turning back to look on ahead, Shine said, “Anyways, one of his speeches actually includes female rights-- rights.” Looking to Shadow and going on, “Letting black collars have more leeway. Letting us actually have more modest clothing, some legal rights and laws to give us some protection from being raped by others that weren't our owners-- not much, but it was something!”

Then, Shine looked grim. “Not an hour later, he was taken down by Caribou guards, shackled and sent straight to Dainn. From what I heard? He was turned into a Doe and then sentenced to the dungeon, no respite from any and all ‘punishments’ until ‘she’ understood the error of her ways.”

Shadow shiver some, taking that thought mentally as she was starting to think more and soon said. “The Caribous as a society...are so warped into whatever they were taught….what Dainn taught them, that he want all Caribous to think that...that any forms of rights are illegal. That we shouldn’t be given anything and treated like...sex toys to every male….” taking that in and said. “And any male who doesn't think like Dainn or like him? Try to speak up and against this…. Are forced into a female and ‘punish’ until they learn their ‘lessons’.”

“That’s if their magic fails.” Told Shine with a nod. “If Dainn can’t corrupt them into thinking like the rest… he silences them by turning them into females and then raping them until their minds break.” Then looked sad going on, “Like Shalks doe… she was never given a chance to be anything but what she is. She was raised at birth to serve as a sexual tool. I’m just happy Shalks treats her like a special gem and has a open enough mind to listen to new ideas.”

Shadow look sadden at that...she almost hoped that the Blues could help somehow...but she doubt it...however a new thought came to her...one that clench her heart in fear as she knew why her Master couldn’t be corrupted...but...but if he was turned to a female? That thought scared her for more than one reason. She look to Shine and asked. “The gender-change spell...was it...does it have some corruption in it? Corruption like the Caribous using their mind magic on other's?”

“If it does, I would think it’s a extra given feature.” Told Shine before going on, “Dr. Kalvarn was one of the researchers that made it. He said it was purely made to change gender and nothing else.” Then went on, “In honesty, he only made it because after spending months researching genders, he found a way to use magic to… manipulate how to toggle our genders by chance. He was ordered to make the spell with his team. And at the time, he held less… ideals about how it would affect us in the future. He has slightly regretted making the spell, says it’s not part of the reason it’s limiting them as a people.”

She slowly nod, as Shadow asked. “Can it be repel? Or at the very least denied on a being?” she was trying to think of questions to ask, to figure out how Jerry wouldn’t be affected by such spells. Caribou magic was one thing...but this...this was possibly something that could affect him.

“Anyone with magical knowledge could block it with a simple shielding spell or make it not work with anti magical items.” Told Shine simply, “It’s like any other spell, and admittedly? It can be just as easily reversed. Just cast the same spell for a reverse quality.” Then admitted, “But you have to know the body. If you don’t, using the spell to change it might not do anything-- it’s why battle mage caribou's don’t use it most of the time-- they need to learn about a species physiology to an extent. One Dainn only did to gain satisfaction in what he does, I think.”

A relief breath came from her as she spoke. “Thank goodness…” calming herself some as she look to Shine and admit. “The reason I ask..is because of my Master. He's been fighting the Caribous, and none of their magic works on him, I was worried that the gender change magic would-- but with Master being unique in species? It won’t work on him.”

Nodding some, Shine through and told, “It’s not likely it would effect-- but that doesn't mean it won’t effect him.” Making Shadow feel a hitch in her throat. “If there is a female equivalent in his species, and the caster has a measure of understanding of a female body-- there is still a chance it can work.” Then shook her head, “I can’t guarantee it though. Most still research the body physiology to ensure full success of casting. Kalvarn even put in his notes, that it might just put the person at risk of mingling gender parts or other problems.”

She slowly nodded, thinking of telling Gnarl about this-- mostly to get the old minion to get answers from Kalvarn. As much as Shadow was trying to tolerate the Caribous-- she was still...wary of them. Especially Kalvarn, he seemed like...most Caribous she had to deal with in terms of his expression and height. When they moved to another hall, she recalled that Shine was lost, glancing to her as she asked. “Where were you trying to go anyway?”

“Dining hall.” Told Shine. “I wanted to finish up a few things before meeting my husband there.” Then paused to thin and soon sigh, “I might have to remind him with the others we can’t have open sex anymore.” Making Shadow almost stumble. The sight made Shine admit, “I’m… working on Lanson. But open sex is still hard to not have for him-- it was just so normal for him and all of the caribou's.” Then rolled her eyes, “And the mare’s try getting them to realize this.” Though… something about her tone was telling Shadow something… odd about how Shine felt.

“While I’m glad that you’re trying to not have open sex for Jasmine sake-- it seems you’re okay with open sex, or at least not bothered or concern.” said Shadow.

Flushing some, Shine admitted with embarrassment, “Well… you see…” Giving a shy laugh, “Since the Caribous did come-- finding out… sexual preference and kinks are, well… something interesting to find.” Then went on with a so-so tone. “And I may have developed a slight… fetish of him actually doing me before others. I… I find it actually exciting-- thrilling too. Maybe more than I should, and I really should feel shameful but…” Unable to keep talking anymore.

Shadow gave a understanding nod as she admit. “Honestly? I kind of like it when my stud is dominate.” having a small flush on her face as she giggles. “Turns me on when he’s dominating me, even binding me up and tease me.” she then said. “I can’t really blame what you’re interests are-- but for Jasmine sake? Please get them to not have open sex when she’s around. You all can have whatever sex or kinks you want in the areas you’re in, just please...not in front of the filly.”

“That, I can agree on.” Nodded Shine. “I might enjoy my open sex kink, maybe because I can openly flaunt that there’s someone that finds my… lacking assets good enough.” Tail swishing at this, “But Celestia forbid I further ruin a young mind’s innocents with my adult playtime!”

Shadow gave a firm nod. “Its why I’m wearing a dress and Lovely is wearing a somewhat modest uniform. We both want to be sexy for Master-- but we all agree we don’t let Jasmine see it, for making sure we don’t give the wrong impression.” frowning some in sadness. “We don’t want her innocent ruined of seeing all the horrors that was done…”

Giving Shadow a look, Shine told, “You know you’re being delusional about that fact.” Going on to softly tell, “I doubt she was exempt from the first attack and the sight of mare’s being made naked in the streets with clothes torn off and raped on the spot. It’s doubtful she didn’t see all of that and more.”

Giving a long sigh, she admit. “I know...I’m just hopeful that she is able to attain some form of innocent left.” then shook her head, as she made another turn, mind knowing the layout of the Castle, as she was heading to the Dining room. “To be honest, I’m just thankful enough her purity wasn’t taken. That...that is more damaging than what she saw since the Caribous invaded.”

“Agreed.” Spoke a somber Shine before they reached a arching doorway that lead to the dining area. Inside they could see plenty a pony and Caribou, and one of which sat in a chair, arms crossed and fidgeting while he spoke to another caribou.

Seeing the signs, Shine sighed and rolled her eyes. When Shadow glanced to her, the blue mare told, “I’d love to talk to you more Shadow-- but my own ‘stud’ needs me to stroke his ego.” Patting at her crotch to show a good idea of where she would be helping him the most. “I think he needs his security blanket on again.”

Laughing some she nod her head. “And knowing mine? He needs to destress from the meeting with the Resistance.” waving goodbye to her, she slightly wonder that if things can change for the better. That perhaps...perhaps the Caribous could change? It might be hard, and full of challenges...but maybe this group can be a starting point, for possibly a remedy on a entire culture and nation?

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