After a few hours from the bath, and mostly relaxing in Jerry bed. Jerry was filled with various feelings. One of those feelings was achievement, mostly for losing his virginity to a rather good looking mare (in his opinion really). Another feeling was a small sense of pride, as he got himself a female. Another was ebbed surprise that he is a slave-owner in a sense. And finally was bits of wonderment and curiosity.

As he wonder what exactly Shadow species was called beside ‘bat pony’, wonder why she was tossed out….and wonder why these ponies mares were in slavery. Sure he will admit that its a bit wrong to force slavery...but on the other hand, he technically didn’t forced Shadow as his slave and was a nerd with no actual companionship for the finer sex. So really, in retrospect its like a dream come true if he wanted to build a harem of sexy woman. Or mares in this case.

He was currently naked still, as he laid against the bed, resting some from the sex...with Shadow cuddling against him. Arms around him his shoulders, legs wrapping around his own on the left side of him. Her now healed wings covering his body some and her body pressing up against his side with her breasts pressing on his skin. Turns out the Blues could literally regenerate wounds of non-Minions. Go figure.

He glanced down, seeing her nuzzling some with a happy expression with closed eyes and a smile, as his hand was petting her head. He honestly was taking the fact that she was thrilled she was his now. He thought over a bit, as he recalled he did wanted to ask her a few questions. “Shadow.” gaining her attention with perk ears, opening her eyes as she look up and spoke.

“Master?” having her undivided attention to whatever orders he wanted her to fulfill, or desires to sate for his needs.

Hmm...what to ask? thought Jerry, as he started with the basics. “What are you called?” seeing her blink in confusion, as he explain. “In term of species, I don’t know what you’re called, Shadow.” she took that in, as a part of her can’t believe that her Master didn’t knew what she was. But another part of her thought she didn’t knew what he was either, or these Minions...or this place really.

“Thestral, Master. I’m a thestral.” answered Shadow, as she felt the hand on her head stopped petting her, she didn’t knew why, but when her Master petted her...it felt lovely, made her feel content. Appreciated in a sense. She felt the hand petting again, seeing him in thought as she slightly wonder if he was going to ask something of her?

But when he did ask, she felt a chill through her spine. “Shadow, why did your old master abandon you?” she look away, the bubbling feeling of pain, of sadness, and the hollow feeling as she recalled those cold and terrifying nights in that forest as she struggle to find something to fulfill her life as--

She felt his hand gently rubbing her ear, getting her thoughts out of track, she slightly shiver. Mostly in uncertainty of the feeling her her ears being rubbed. It felt...odd, but at the same time it felt relaxing, easing her some as she rest her head against him, calming some as she inhale, smelling her Master scent within her nostrils. And exhale as she look back up, as she saw Jerry was waiting with a patient look as she answered him.

“My old master...he saw me just as a toy, he used me constantly.” looking down as despite being assured that her Master won’t do the same, that same pain of the past throb like a wound. “I...I didn’t pleased him enough, I wasn’t...good enough, I wasn’t...pretty or good looking as other's. So he tossed me away. Said I was a waste.” wings clenching around his warm body as her shaking body pressed against him, as if she was seeking comfort.

Comfort which was given as she felt her Master rubbing her ear, she relax against him as she look up with a sad expression. “I...I was scared. I didn’t knew what to do. I was alone, I had no idea where to go...I…” she was clenching around him tight, head against his shoulder as she whimpered out. “I had no purpose. I had nothing to live. The only...only thing that kept me going...was the faint hope...that my old master might take me back.”

Shadow slowly raise her head, looking to Jerry with a mixture of happiness and ebbed pain. “Or...a new master takes me in.” nuzzling his shoulder more as she felt him rubbing more of her ear, cooing out with a content look as he gave a gentle pinch and rubbed them as if he was rubbing a cat's ear. “And I’m happy that you took me in Master. That I am your property and yours to do with.”

He felt he should ask something else, mostly to help change the subject, but figure out where she came from as he asked. “Where did you used to live? It must of been far off in the forest when I encounter you.” Shadow recalled back as she nodded her head and spoke.

“Yes Master. Ponyville, it's a long distance.” tilting her head as she asked. “May this cunt ask why?” Jerry couldn’t help but held a dislike look, as she look alarmed and quickly spoke. “Did I do something wrong?!” hoping that she didn’t displease him somehow with what she said, she didn’t want him to think she needed to be punish. However Jerry soon shake his head and said as he rub her ear to calm her more.

“No...but Shadow? I want you to stop calling yourself cunt, or lowly mare.” looking at her, as he noticed she paused, mostly from what he just told her as he went on. “You are my slave, my property. Not a thing or a tool. Do you understand?” she was quiet and look down to the body of her Master, as Shadow was a bit speechless of what he more or less ordered her to do. Her old master, and many males called her such degrading things, made her call herself those things, and remind her she was lowly, she was nothing but a toy or she would get punished in one way or another…

But my Master doesn’t want me to say myself as that...how else am I supposed to call myself? she asked this to him, as she felt certain that it was harmless to ask a bit to her Master. “What am I allowed to call myself, Master?” for a brief second, she thought he look surprise in his expression, as he thought on that for a moment.

Huh...okay...uhhhhh. it was a bit surprising...but he suspose that if he wanted her to stop calling herself what she used call herself...she probably wanted to call herself something else, right? “You can...call yourself a slave for me, or my property... “ he trail off, as he saw her slightly nodding her head, however it looked like she expected him to say more things to call herself, or declare herself as. “Uhhhh to be honest, I don’t mind if you call yourself you're name really.” Shadow...she blinked.

She honestly thought that he would want her to call herself bitch, or whore, or even cock-warmer...but...but...she felt elated. Happy in a sense. Yes she may have to proclaim herself as his slave or property...but that's it. She can use her actual name and not be punished for it. She smile and hug him more, nuzzling his neck as she muttered out. “Thank you Master.” in response she felt him rub her head. She gave a content sigh, resting a bit more on him, enjoying not only being close...but being on a bed. It felt good to be on a bed and not in a ‘mare bed’ or on the cold stone ground.

But she glanced up once more, as she started to feel assured that her Master won’t mind if she looked up to him at all, and even more with her asking things from him. “Master, am I allowed...on the bed?” he looked at her with owlish eyes as he stare at her, the thestral was slowly starting to feel unsure if she should even asked that and was about to get off the bed if he said no--

“Um...yes, yes you are.” she paused, as she look at him with tinge of surprise, as Jerry soon told. “Why wouldn’t you be? I’m not letting you sleep you anywhere else but with me, and especially on the bed.” while Jerry felt put off on that question-- he wasn’t going to let her sleep in anywhere else as he doubted there was beds that was close to him, and he wasn’t going to let her sleep on the ground!

He maybe a Overlord, but he doesn’t have to be a dick to her! Beside...it stroke bits of his ego that he had a good looking mare cuddling up by him. He felt her pushing more of her body to him, as if she was overjoyed that he said she can sleep with him on the bed. “Why wouldn’t I?” she hesitated, as she look up and spoke.

“My...last master made me sleep on the ground...or in those dog beds…” looking away at that as one thing came to Jerry mind. The fuck these guys were thinking? thought Jerry as it was one thing to make a slave sleep in a crummy bed or in a small bed out of hay….but seriously!? On the ground? You know...I’m starting to think that there's serious something wrong with the guys around here. Like really wrong.

As Jerry internally sighed, he decided to confirm a few things to her. “I’m not going to make you sleep on the floor or in those things, you are going to sleep in the bed with me and that's final, Shadow.” she gave a slow nod, slightly resting her chin on his chest, looking at him as she took in his words. “Another thing, I don’t know what your old master fed you, but I’m feeding you actual food, you need nutrients after all. As well as bathing every two to three days to keep clean.”

Shadow just listen in, looking at him as her ears couldn’t believe what they heard. She felt nearly surprise, shock, happiness, relief, and even mild confusion. He’s...giving me actual food? Allow me to wash myself? I… she nearly pounce him, as she moved her body over his, arms moving around his muscled filled body to the sides. Head resting in the crook of his neck as her chest laid against his own, wings around him to cover as much as possible as her legs rested around his own as her eyes clench and ears pinned back.

Jerry was about to ask why she nearly jumped on him, but heard her asked. “W-Why?” her tone full of confusion, full of uncertainty, full of doubt. He notice tears slightly coming out of her closed eyes as she move her head from his neck, and look at him face to face as she continued. “Why, are you so...nice to me Master? What have I ever done to gain so much from you? You healed my wings to allow me to fly, you give me actual food, water to wash myself...why?” trying to understand how she was rewarded with so many things to do she couldn’t before…

He look at her, as one of his arm move to her lower back as to hug her some, looking straight into her eyes as the other arm move up to wipe the tears off her face as he said with a low smile. “Because Shadow, I am your Master, and I want to make sure my slave is well treated. I want to make sure that you’ll be taken good care of, Shadow.” Shadow just stared at him, she just laid her head in the crook of his neck, arms wrapping under him as she didn’t understand. She just didn’t understand how...how...how he could be so nice?

Another part of her was almost assuming he wouldn’t allow her any of those things, that he was just saying that to get her hopes up-- before dashing them to the ground. She just...just…

Jerry felt tears pouring out, as she whimpered, shaking on him as she broke down. She couldn’t believe it, this...this had to be a trick! This had to be a trick! But yet she didn’t felt the sting of a hand on her ass, or a harsh pull of her wing-- or moved to be punished for even going on him without even asking. She was confused, she was scared...she was still afraid he might punish her somehow.

Jerry just held her as he look at the ceiling as a thought came to his mind. You know...maybe it wouldn’t be so bad for the Minions to kill her old master. Because this is fucking ridiculous. he let out a internal sigh as he might get Shadow to lead him to Ponyville, because he had no idea where that was at all. Maybe when she’s calm down...might go tomorrow to let her settle in. giving himself a mental nod at that.

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A blackish small Gate came forth from the ground, as within the edge of Whitetail woods, two figures came out. Jerry was walking out with his Arcanium set as per usual. He glance to the Spawning pits around the Waypoint Gate, which was a smaller version of the Main gates with less spikes around it. As he brought forth up each Minion as they jump out and went around him, Shadow was getting her bearings from the sudden teleport.

She wasn’t sure how her Master wasn’t dizzy at it, as after the little dizzy spell, she began to walk on all fours again, as she look at the Minions coming around, as while they were small and didn’t seem much of a threat without their weapons-- they were many. And she was only one mare, she internally shivered and hoped her Master didn’t allow these things to take her, she may be his property, but he could make her do anything he wanted…

Jerry didn’t noticed of the thestral position as he was focused on gathering his horde. Okay, 15 Browns, 10 Reds, 15 Greens, and 10 Blues-- okay should be good enough for this trip to not accidently cause more damage. turning his head as he went on. Now let's see where-- SERIOUSLY!?! seeing her on all four like a dog as he thought. I thought I said she doesn’t need to walk like that before we left! Why would she...waaait. Unless she thought I meant in the Castle only...yeaaaah that could be it.

Taking a low breath to himself, he spoke to the thestral. “Shadow, you don’t need to go on all four. I told you back at the Castle. You can walk on your hooves.”

The mare gave a slow glance up, as she wasn’t sure if he was serious or baiting her with a trick but asked in caution. “Do, do you mean that for real, Master?” taking a leap of faith as she look up towards him. “Do you mean I don’t need to walk on all four anymore?”

“Yes, that's what I told you back at the Castle. You don’t need to walk on all four.” Shadow look down, feeling nervous that she was allowed to walk like he did. And with a hesitate breath, she slowly moved upright. Getting off the ground and standing up on her two hooves. Jerry glance to her, as he look away as he thought. Note to self. Find clothings. as he couldn’t believe there was any sort of clothing for Shadow at the Castle...then again, it was filled with Minions and him. And he doubted there was anything ‘mare sized’ for Shadow to wear.

Maybe in this Ponyville place there’s something for her to wear...which reminds me, I still have that pouch of gold with me. Might be able to buy something for her. then glance back to her as he said. “Lead me to this town.” she gave a quick nod, as she flap her wings and went to the sky, to see which direction. While she was up there, Shadow was taking in the utter satisfaction she could fly again.

To feel the wind against her coat, to feel her wings flapping in the air, to even be up here like before! She paused, glancing down to her Master, as he stood there in all of intimidation and scariness, a being that demanded respect and with a small force of imps...she was up here, in the air. She could...could leave. Leave and go--

That thought stop completely as she frown. Go where? Even if I have my wings again...they’ll just get punctured again. beside, she couldn’t leave. She was both too scared to leave him...and ironically need him to...have a purpose in a sense. It made her stomach feel weird, when she thought on it. Shadow shook the thought off, knowing that despite having wings again to fly, they could be easily taken away. Either by the Caribou….or her Master if she displeased him.

A shiver went down her spine at that thought. He could remove her wings with punctured holes if she displeased him somehow. She needed to keep him pleased, to stay on his good side. Like a good girl. She refocused on where to go, as she saw the green lands and small mountains to her right, and the town that was over them. She came down and landed before her Master with a bowed head out of caution and kneeling position as she bowed to him as to show her proper place as a slave to keep him pleased.

“Master, if we go to the right to that direction,” motioning to where she spot the town behind her, “we’ll reach Ponyville within due time.” She waited with a hold breath, wings clenching together in in mixed anxiety and hope that she did a good job to pleased him with what she was able to give.

Jerry just look at her, as he mentally facepalm as of both Shadow bowing to him and of Gnarl remark with a cackle. “Look at her Master, showing her proper place as a slave! I say that's good dedication to show that you are her Master. I dare say that if she tries hard enough, she might gain the honor of dying for you.”

Ugh...can’t really tell her to not bow at me, technically she’s not doing anything wrong… he internally sighed out, deciding it was best to leave this for now. Looking at Shadow he spoke. “Good Shadow. Now let's go.” seeing her stay in place as he walked pass her, Shadow did her best to keep still. Doing everything she could to not visibly shiver of the Minions moving around her as they more or less ignored her.

Shadow kept still to the best she could, head still bowed as she waited until the Minions were behind her as she got up and walked behind the Minions. As if indicating she wasn’t going to be near the Minions or by Jerry. Either out of fear of the Minions, or showing a mix of respect and as a slave. Jerry gave a glance back, as much as he could with his helmet as he slightly wonder if he should ordered her to stay close to him?

I mean, I know she’s my slave...but...we’re in the middle of a forest! In unknown territories! For all I know something could just-, and as if the universe hated him, something was jumping behind the group as a weird wood things that was aiming towards Shadow. The thestral scream as she flew up in the air, barely dodging that thing as Jerry reacted. With Brown's charging at it, Greens charging to go stab on its back-- and Reds hitting it at afar. However as it snarl and chomp at the Minons around Jerry noticed it seem more...wolf like?

Shadow came down by him as the thestral had a hand over her chest, staying near him out of fear of whatever that thing is. While it was deadly looking-- it couldn’t really stand the flames of the Reds as it was burning alive. When the thing fell down, and a Green brought a Green lifeforce, Shadow shutter out with shaky legs and stuttered out. “Y-You k-killed a T-Timberwolf.”

....Seriously? thought Jerry, as he said. “A...timberwolf…” then soon asked. “Any idea why it jumped to you?” she gulped, as she looked up, trembling in fear from the near death, or possibly rape experience as she explain.

“T-The wildlife has..been experiencing changed behavior since the C-Caribous came, Master. S-Some are either the same, killing anything for food…” gulping as she look to the deceased body of the burnt Timberwolf. “O-Or...changed by magic and creatures the Caribou brought...like Timberwolves,they were part of the e-environment...until, until they were altered.”

“Hmm, it appears these deer lot brought some nasty surprises or change things around here. Be aware of your surrounding, Sire.” advised Gnarl as Jerry gave a mental nod of agreement. As he turned to face Shadow, the thestral shaking still as her legs cross the other with her tail in between her legs, arms wrap around her chest as her wings tried to cover herself. Her ears pin against her head as she looked absolutely afraid.

Damn...she look terrified. thought Jerry as he spoke. “Shadow.” gaining her attention as she look straight at him as he said. “How about you stick close to me? Just to be more safer in case we meet anything else.” she was about to dismiss and suggest she should stay in the back, until she heard multiple howls. She took a sharp breath as she decided to give in her Master words and meekly stayed close to him.

Jerry glance, seeing more of these Timberwolves coming out, three of them this time, as they snarled. Dark green glowing eyes look at them as Jerry motioned the Browns and Greens to charge, the Reds on the side, and Blues in a group. As the Browns attacked and the Greens jump, same tactic before. But with all three wolves biting and attacking, Jerry knew that he’ll lose Minions fast.

And while he wouldn’t mind much, he knew it might be a while until he gain more Minions. With that in mind, he stretch out his left arm, as he activated Combustion. Shadow eyes dilated, as she gulped. He’s...he’s starting a forest fire?! Oh no, no, no, no! We’re, we’re going to breath in smoke!? she saw the fires spreading a bit around the Timberwolves as they were burning faster and dying quicker.

As the burning Timberwolves dropped and Lifeforce was gathered, Jerry comment. “You know, sometimes I wonder if the universe is out to get me.” Shadow just saw the bits of flames catching on trees, on the grass and Jerry didn’t even noticed it as he turned away from the spreading fires and just walked on towards the town, not in the least suspicious of a spreading fire. Although what Gnarl said made him confused.

“Ah look at the fires, aren’t they lovely, Sire?” as Jerry hum he admit. Well they were a good stress reliever of a horrible pun of ‘timberwolves’ and it was good to kill them with fire… and soon spoke.

“Yes. Yes they are Gnarl.” As he felt good about himself as he walked on, almost strutting along while remaining oblivious to the slowly spreading forest fire behind him. Shadow would honestly shouted at him, scream at him for not seeing it-- but she held her voice in. If not for him might end up see her yelling as annoying and result in abuse, she followed him meekly and close. Silently telling herself it was safer for herself..even if the beautiful forest near her home was being now destroyed by her Master.

Jerry unawarely didn’t even noticed the smoke, mostly because of the cloth covering his face under his helm. Ah, nothing like a good burning to ease the shit I have to deal with.

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As after a few hours of walking, and killing monsters that just popped up of nowhere, and reaching Ponyville. Jerry made it with only 43 Minions! Some of those Minions died for a good cause for him. Mostly the Reds. He glanced around as it was a small town of sorts as Gnarl comment. “Ooh, there's something dark in the air!” as the closer the Overlord got, the more Shadow felt afraid as she unconsciously felt like she should be on all four, to be safe.

As Jerry noticed a few things off. One, more mares were in collars, some were being banged or rape around as he wander a bit in it. Some were being told to walk like dogs near their masters or walking on two legs, some were being ‘publicly punished’ with being tied to the posts with ‘punish signs’ to show what they did wrong. Others were being ‘disciplined’ by being tied down to table. Jerry could see why Gnarl would comment that.

It only seemed to hit home that this place almost sounded like a ponography gone wild with all the sounds of moans and wet lewd slaps sounding all around. He almost couldn’t go anywhere without it happening someplace or somewhere.

“No, please!” Came one cry from a window left open to a home. “N-no more, no! It hurts!” Then, with a hitching gasp, that voice of the unseen mare turned to panic. “No, no, not in there, anything bu-AAAAAHHHH!! NUGH-OOHohohohooo!!” the pain in the voice alone sounding something from a torture chamber form a gorey game than some guys overly perverted sex fetish.

“Ah, the sounds of torture. Reminds me the old days.” said Gnarl in the helmet, as Shadow visibly went closer to Jerry, fear on her face as she went on all fours. Keeping close with her tail in between her legs, as Gnarl comment. “Oh, it seems your slave isn’t taking your orders, Master.” Jerry glance as he did noticed she was down on all four, keeping her head down as he was about to speak to her-- before a voice shouted.

“The forest is blazing! Get the water, gather the pegasi and the whores, we need to put out the wildfire before it reaches us!” a Caribou running through the town and shouting, as some quickly moved, some forcefully grabbing pegasus, or letting them follow them as Jerry blinked. Wildfire? Well, wonder how that happened? it didn’t came to his mind that he caused it. But he did turn his attention to Shadow and spoke.

“Why are you on all four?” Shadow gulped, fearing of possible punishment as she disobey him. She shook in slight terror of what he might do for her ‘crimes’ as she answered with a stuttering tone.

“I-I am just your property M-Master…” Doing her best to keep her head down as well ignoring everything around her. “I-I’m just showing p-proper respect.”

The overwhelming fear in her heart didn’t allow her to look up, mostly out of her own worried of how he might be looking down at her, displeased. The only reason she did this was to not appear out of place-- her old master hated it when she walked normally. That she didn’t have even a right to walk near his height.

And many would even agree to this-- the Caribous were strict to this at times, some finding a need to make mares like her lower their height to not dare match or surpass theirs. And while her new Master was higher than her.. She still feared what others would say, what he would do… And, she at least took solace in the mere fact that, despite the slightly uncomfortable position… she could more easily hide what little modesty was already torn away from her.

Jerry look down at her. As he took a calming breath...and commanded. “Rise.” she froze, not registering what he said as she spoke.

“F-Forgive me Master, w-what did you say?” flinching of a possible hit that she didn’t do as he said, but no hit came as he repeated himself.

“Rise. On your hooves.” Looking at her as he ordered. “I did not say you can get on the ground. Now rise.”

With a rushing realization she had overstepped her boundaries, Shadow rushed to her hooves. She stood up and did so in a straight and stiff manner-- not even bothering to hide her breasts that slightly bounced for just a moment or her nethers. She looked to him, only finding the cold stare of the helm looking to her. She gulped, feeling scared.

Her ear flicked, hearing a slight chuckling that sent a shiver down her spine. “Quite a obedient bitch you got.” She held back the urge to whimper, eyes closing and ears slightly pinning back while a Caribou came around and eyed her up and down.

He then ignored her, turning to Jerry and giving him a odd look, “You new here?” Sparing a glance back to where the smoke and blaze could still be seen. “Don’t know about you, but I think you should go someplace else. This town has the strangest of bad luck.”

Snorting, he said in slight annoyance. “Already? I just came here to shop a bit. A bit rude to turn away a possible customer to some stores, isn’t it?”

“I’m just giving some good advice.” Told the Caribou with crossed arms. “I stop here to make a few deals, but I don’t like risking this place.” Then gave a glance at Shadow telling, “As nice as the goods are here.” Giving her a perverted smirk that sent her senses alert. “The place drags in disasters, big and small.” Ignoring her again to motion at the red glow in the distance.

Glancing back, he noticed it was the same direction he came from. Odd...how did that happen? I just came from that forest, when did a forest fire happen? he look back to the Caribou, as while looking was one thing, he felt...annoyed that the guy was staring at his slave with that look. Gnarl comment in the helm. “Eh, I don’t like the way he’s staring at something of yours, Lord. He might try to touch what belongs to you.” Jerry, felt the same with the old minion.

One of the reds look to the fire in the distance and said. “Burny, burny!”

“Say.” Spoke the Caribou, “I noticed your bitch looks pretty perky.” Giving Shadow’s chest a once over and making her want to shrink back. “I haven’t had a good fuck with a thestral in a long time-- even more one her age.” He gave a lick of his lips and spoke, “I’ll pay you a good 50 bits, if you let me get a good few fucks in her cunny?” Reaching for the bag by his hip to make the deal.

Fear shook in her, as her eyes slowly peek, to him as she was pleading that he didn’t. That her Master wouldn’t toss her to this Caribou like a sex toy, that she would be fucked dry. She was near ready to cling to his leg and beg him to not let the Caribou take her. She was terrified that her Master would be like her old one, that he would just take the money and--

“No.” told Jerry.

“What about a hundred?” Pushed the deer-man, “A hundred bits, and maybe we’ll even it out with me getting a feel of the bitches tight throat too?”

She gulped, knowing that would cause so much pain, and maybe even cause her throat to feel sore for days. She fear that Master might just say yes, and if he did? She hope that she would pass out when the Caribou will take her throat-- “No.” told Jerry the second time.

There was a slight frown on the male. He stared and judged Jerry, trying to find his price before seeming to gain a thought and told. “Alright. Fine.” Giving a slight shrug as if it didn’t matter. “There’s plenty of whores I can still rut on the posts… maybe a few thestral bitches too.” Then held a almost knowing look, “But… I think we both know this red bitch isn’t… the most best catch.”

He placed both hands on his sides, a confident smirk in place. “She’s not that willing, I can tell by those quivering legs of hers. Not completely broken and willing of her place like a real cunt like her should be.” Giving Shadow a pointed look that made her flinch. “They scream good, I’ll give them that… but, maybe you want a trade instead?” Smile big while he negotiated, “Older mare. Unicorn. Nice fur and a tight ass too, even willing to do things as told. I’ve gotten tired of her, and I’ll trade her. What do you say?”

Fear and terror clenched Shadow heart. She would be thrown away. She would be tossed to the side like her old master. I’m doomed. thought Shadow, as internally she was...was scared and knew that her Master would enjoy a true-red. Knew that he would appreciate a mare that did everything they were told without hesitance, all the males did. Whoever this mare was? Shadow knew her fate was sealed.

Gnarl comment. “While I’m not too sure of the age, I’m sure that a slave that does anything you command her to might be useful. As well as possibly finding, ways to make her young.” giving a evil laugh as Jerry thought over it. As he was about to give his answer as this was a simple trade of things...before he was glancing to Shadow. Seeing the absolute fear in her slightly shaken body.

Keeping still as she clenched her eyes, tears ready to drop as her hands grip tightly. It was as if she knew what his answer was, that he would toss her away for a older and willing mare...but yet...yet he told her he wouldn’t abandon her. That he wouldn’t just leave her… He tighten his hand on the axe, as he knew his answer. He look back to the Caribou and said. “Allow me to make it simple. N. O. D.E.A.L.” for a brief moment, there was silence of Jerry response as Shadow froze, as if...unbelieving what her Master just said.

The caribou’s smirk was wiped off, and he looked displeased at the response. Still, he snorted and told, “I was giving a good deal, but… your loss.” Turning away and making mutters about slightly boring sex, and was apparently looking forwards to ‘breaking that thestral bitch’. When he was out of range, Jerry could slightly lax his grip, but it gave him a new perspective… he might have to keep a closer eye on his slave while around here.

He glanced over Shadow, checking on her condition as he saw she was relieved, looking like she ran for miles on end. Her hands were relax as she took a shaky breath...and did her best to not flinch away when she look to her Master...and with a faint hope that she was still allowed to speak and asked to him. “M-Master, w-why...why didn’t you t-take the deal?” they quickly said. “I-I mean I’m n-not happy of your c-choice! B-But...I thought you, like m-mares who are willing to do anything as you p-please?”

Jerry glance over her, as he moved to her, she held still, not moving as he stood before her and look down at her. She lowered her head, fearing from any punishment or slap with his metal covering hands as he move a hand up to her head...and pat it gently as he told simply. “You are mine. I said I wasn’t going to abandon you. I hate it when I break my word.” then move his hand off and ordered. “Now stay close. And direct me to a clothing shop, Shadow.”

The mare nodded in hurry, sticking close to the taller being and saying. “T-This way, Master.” as inwardly...she couldn’t believe it. He...he remembered….he remembered me asking him to not abandon me...even if there was a better mare in the deal...he still chose me. feeling...a bit better that despite being back here, she at least knew that her Master wasn’t going to toss her. Although she hoped her old master didn’t spot her, the unicorn tend to wander around as he pleased. She glance back to him, as she hesitated to ask.

“If I may Master...w-why are we going to the clothing s-shop?” Jerry glance around, as the Minion horde follow along as he replied simply.

“Getting some new clothings for you, Shadow.” glancing down as he added. “While I do appreciate the view-- I dislike it when others look and try to get near what's mine.”

Cloths for her? Real to goodness cloths!? She hadn’t been allowed to wear clothes since she was leashed by her old Master when the Caribou's took over! In admittance, the mere idea of hiding her bits, regaining some form of modesty and not be stared at like a tail lifter… it brought a further flutter of hope in her chest.

Was it possible that, her new Master was… going to be better than all of this? To keep his word and let her have her own cloths-- maybe get some bra’s and panites for actual protection? Nevermind full clothing, panties and a bra would be a huge up-- even more something to support her chest!

But… considering the thought of him being better than… than most males here… was it, perhaps possible that her Master was… simply not form around here? That he was completely new to these Caribous? It would make sense, she had never seen a male like him before. Never.

But...but if he’s not around here...where is he from? thought Shadow, as she directed him to a cloth store. She didn’t sent him to the path of Carousel boutique. Not after...what happen to the former owner of the place. She instead sent him to the path of a small time store, as she saw it had some mares holding in place as mannequins, wearing sexualize clothings and were black collars. She lower her eyes, shameful of seeing them like this...and them seeing her.

As she open the door for him, Jerry crouch his head some, as he walked in with the Minions moving in as a stallion spoke. “Sir I must ask-- please keep those...things! Out of here! They’ll damage the property!” Jerry rolled his eyes, then pointed his finger outside. As all the Minions went out and position a ‘guard post’ as Jerry turn his attention to the owner when Shadow walked in as the Overlord spoke.

“I am here for gathering some fabric for my slave. What are the best recommendations?”

With a leering glance and a grin that did nothing to make Shadow feel at all reinsured, the stallion turned his gaze back to Jerry and told, “We have a fine selection of things, sir.” Moving up from his spot to move around his shop.

He stop at one particular piece of clothing, one that, despite all she had been through, made Shadow blush at it and the ‘mannequin’ it was on. The mentioned mare used to display it, slightly squirming in place with a muffled moan, twitched as the stallion patted her body.

The ‘clothing’ on display was some sort of tight-leather bondage suite, one that made the mare’s breasts perk out nicely and had rings around the sparse bits of sleeves and pants that showed more skin than anything. The rings were in use, to bring the mare to two poles she stood between and kept wide-- her pussy even being shoved with a buzzing loudly dildo, one that was nestled with a special attachment with the suit to hold it in place.

“This one comes highly recommended. Lifetime guarantee with reinforced fabrics and a bonus of rope.” Hand moving to grop at the bare breast that perked from the bondage clothing. The mare gave a shiver and a moan around her ballgag, her lower lips dripping profusely and making a puddle below her. The sight made Shadow gulp in concern for the mare before her, and not for herself for once.

I am...after all, still his sex-slave. thought Shadow. I might be something in like that. but Shadow felt her concern coming back to her being...a bit for her safety as she could be left for the Minions to possibly play with...or left in his room for days and teased on end. Jerry nod some as he look over the ‘clothing’ as a maybe option. “Interesting…” then asked as he glance around. “But what about something that I can have her walk around in? While the bondage clothing is nice-- I do like to take my property with me to tease.”

Perking to this, the stallion held up a hand to beckon them to follow, moving past gagged mares displaying the clothing of the shop. Some moaning while they could barely squirm in place, held tight by their constraints to keep them in their positions and poses. Stopping at one such mare, a fairly young one at that, just under Shadow’s age, he told, “Maybe this one then?”

The earth pony heaved pants before her eyes slightly fluttered up at the ones that had come in this time, the young earth mare in skimpy clothing that hardly hid her chest in a very tight tube-top that made her breasts bulge in place and only cover enough to slightly cover the nipples. And same could be said to her very tight and thin panties-- which only hugged the hips and made the butt bubble out enticingly.

It took a horror filled second for Shadow to recognize this mare-- she used to be good friends with her. Even go on picnics and talk about all sorts of things, tennis, swimming-- even jobs! And now? Now her friend was here as this…. This… Shadow flinched, seeing her friend look up with slight familiarity-- familiarity that turned to shame and almost pleading.

It was crushed under though, crushed by sudden forced pleasure that made her writhe in place. A light buzzing could be heard as she slightly thrashed and trembled, trying to close and rub her thighs tight and giving strangled moans of slight duress. The stallion spoke, hand lifting off a device near the his display model.

“This set has little beads near the vagina and the breasts-- if you want to tease your slave while on the move, all you would have to do is use this device here.” And as if to further demonstrate, he pressed the button, making her once more squirm and ball her fists, trying to get free. He stopped and told, “It even has level settings.” Making her eyes go wide, hearing the slight cranking before the buzzing got louder and she tossed her head back into a loud muffled scream of forced pleasure.

Shadow looked away, thighs clenching together as a part of her wanted to stop this-- another part wanted to beg her Master to take her friend. Do anything to get her friend out of here. She was even tempted to...to wear these things for him if he bought them for her. She glanced up and look to her friend, now not being ‘pleasured’ looks to her with red flush cheeks and tears. Body twitching slightly and looking utterly humiliated and so devoid of hope.

I...I can’t leave her. thought Shadow as she look up to her Master and spoke. “M-Master?” gaining his attention as she asked. “Is...is it possible for...for you to buy this mare?” he raise a brow under his helm as he wonder what was so special of this mare...and glance to the store owner and asked.

“Is this earth mare for sale? Apparently my slave feels the need to ask me of her.”

With a surprised face, the stallion cleared his throat and told while straightening up, “No, she’s not for sale.” Going on to tell while motioning at the mare, “She’s purely for display only, I couldn’t just sell her off. I would have to replace her if I did!”

Glancing to Shadow, she looked hopeful, pleading even of him to buy this mare as he questioned. “What is she to you?” the thestral hesitated...and admit.

“I...I know her Master. She’s my...friend.” Jerry pause at this...thinking some...as he heard Gnarl voice.

“Hmm, well the younger they are, the more fun they’ll be later on. Not to mention you have large amount of gold, Master.” said the old minion as Jerry hum... looking around as he was contemplating until he heard Shadow begged.

“Please Master...I...I’ll do anything.” he pause to that...he thought over as he began looking around clothings, walking off as Shadow stood there. Bits of hope slowly falling as her Master might say no, dreading him saying no as she doubt he has the amount of money to bribe the stallion. However, as jerry was moving...he noticed a box far in the corner of the room, as he noticed a short blue dress...and some underwear for young mares...as a idea came to his head.

He grab them, as he move to the stallion and spoke. “I would like to get these, plus the clothings you showed me...and the earth mare for 5k.”

Sputtering, the stallion knew that was over the amount needed for all of that-- he would be getting an extra three thousand at least if he went on and added prices to the former items-- the small blue dress notwithstanding. Blinking a few times though, he realized… perhaps he could get something out of this? The mare he had was… appealing, but if he could get a more… younger mare, or even a more developed one?

With that in mind, he gave Jerry another look and told, “7k.” Adding a extra amount while he crossed his arms.

“Oh come now, 5k is easy. After all, it's a steal compared to what you have to get.” persuaded Jerry as Shadow hopes were raised that her Master listened to her.

Slowly lifting her head, the mare didn’t look as hopeful-- sacred out of her mind was the real definition. Still, she flinched when the store owner told, “A steal? Maybe if one of my models weren't being sold off. Like I said, I need to buy another to replace her-- that’s the bare minimum!” That I can get away with. He internally thought.

“5k.” said Jerry, keeping at it as he felt that the stallion was trying to rip him off...and it's nothing he liked. Even Gnarl agreed.

“Master, the fool thinks he can cheat you! Perhaps some, persuasion might work?” giving a cackle as he said. “There are other mares near the back, not being seen with their own displayed clothings.” Jerry inforced this.

“After all...you do have other mares near the back, with their own display clothings not seen.” then narrow his white glowing eyes at the stallion, using his size and intimidating armor to his advantage. “It's almost like you're trying to cheat from me.” As Gnarl advise with a evil grin.

“Why don’t you send in the Minions, master?” as Jerry added.

“Or...I could just send in my Minions to teach you a lesson in trying to cheat from me.”

Straightening up a bit more, the stallion gave a slight glance out the front window of his shop. While the horde looked harmless enough, he could tell they were like colts. The way they looked around, the twitchiness of their arms and brimming with curiosity-- if they rushed all over and caused damaged to anything…

Looking back, he could see a very serious face looking back, or, as serious as he could interpret from the glowing white eyes that all but glared from the helmet. And, weighing his options, he could try and call the guard… or he could get a steal of a price anyways.

“Fine.” He said shortly, trying to not appear intimidated, “You may have her.” Then motioned the male to take what would be his, “I’ll go in the back and get the other pair of clothing, you may pay at the counter once I come back.” Walking with what calm dignity he could

The mare however, looked down with shock, and worry as she hesitantly brought her maroon eyes up. She gulped, gulped what drooling out saliva she could back down and trembled. She closed her eyes and hanged there, feeling almost too tired to keep struggling.

“Thank you.” breath out Shadow as Jerry pass her the underwear and short blue dress as he told.

“Get dress.” she nodded, quickly putting on the panties and putting on the blue short dress. While it came down near her ass-- she didn’t care as it was actually the more modest clothing she had in a long time! But, she glance to her friend Storm Spree and hoped she was alright. As she heard something coming up, as she glance to see her Master getting something from that small gate thing in the middle of the store-- which was a large bag on the floor...a large bag of gold.

Shadow moved to help get the earth mare down from her place, gently putting her down as she helped the black-collar settle down and keep close by her. Jerry was moving the bag of gold by the counter, as the Waypoint Gate disappear under the ground as he moved to the two mares as Shadow look up as her friend walks on shaky legs and her body trembles.

Jerry notice sweat on her, smelling a bit stinky from it, and her arousal as he noticed her legs have trails of cum going down them, reaching to her hooves. Shadow tried to assure her Master. “She can walk Master, I’ll help her up.” Jerry didn’t believe her, as the mare look like she was going to faint. So he took his free left arm to wrap around the earth mare, and carefully carried her in his grasp.

She gave a whimpering sound, looking to Shadow with hurt eyes as if she was just betrayed again while she was hefted up into the armored grasp of this new male.

Shadow look away-- but glance to her Master and said. “Master, I can help her walk, honest!” Jerry let out a breath and told.

“She look like she’ll faint. I’ll carry her. You carry the bondage gear.” Shadow wanted to argue, but knew that it might lead to a possible hit. Granted she didn’t know if he would...but she wasn’t going to leave it to chance as Jerry waited until the stallion came back with the other pair of clothings.

When he wandered back with the box in hand, the stallion next to stumbled at all the upfront bits that were now at his counter. He was expecting credit-- or possibly a fancy check? But bags that looked fat with bits-- he next to rushed over to place the box on the counter and open one-- and blink.

They weren't bits. Or, any from of coin he was familiar with. This was far from equestrian currency. Form markings to size and even how their thickness! But, reaching out to one of the golden coins, he weighed it in his palm and while reaching for his own bit’s form a box under the counter, carefully weighed them.

Is this more pure? He thought with a careful thought, getting one of the more pure gold bit’s to weigh between the two. My word… I think it is! And came to a fast realization-- depending on this gold's purity, he might be able to get more out of this!

Looking back to Jerry, he cleared his voice and said, “I didn’t expect you to pay up front, but I think this will do.” Giving a firm nod while patting the box that was on the counter to let Jerry take and go.

“Shadow, take it.” the thestral obeyed, grabbing the box as he move to the door...and spoke. “Minion open.” as the door was open by a Brown, who laugh as Jerry crouch his head, walking out as the horde followed behind. Shadow moved by Jerry side, as she stay silent, and while was happy for her friend...she was a bit unsure if...if her Master might take her. He took her, then again...she asked for it. Would he...he be the same like all the males here?

She wasn’t sure. But what she was certain, was that her friend look thirsty, maybe needed some water as she spoke. “Master, she needs something to drink.” then bit her lip and asked with some dread in her tone. “Maybe...you can give her...water?” Jerry raise his eyebrow as he glance to her...and to the earth mare who gave Shadow a look of near shock, mostly at what the thestral had ask...as he soon said.

“That what I was planning in the first place, what you thought I was going to give her something beside water?”

She wasn’t sure if he was being oblivious to make her drop her guard, or if he was being generally sincered. Still, Spree gave a uncertain, if not confused look between the two. Shadow’s actions were confusion her-- greatly confusing her. And this male? That alone was confusing-- but… if he gave her real water-- REAL, untainted water and not that… other stuff or that disgusting sludge… She wasn’t sure what to think. Well, besides her fear of right now.

Jerry glance, trying to recall where's a good place for a Gate to make. However it made itself known when he was near the edge of town northward. As a Main Gate drilled itself up, spreading out as he walked up the stairs. Shadow follow through as Jerry sent a mental command for the Minions to go to their Spawning Pits, as they teleported back in the throne room. Shadow felt a little dizzy, but it was shorter this time compare her second time using it.

Same could not be said for her friend, her made a uncomfortable sound from her place and sounded almost sick. “Room… spinning….” Came the weak raspy voice from the mare, whose maroon eyes spun about, arm weakly coming up to hold the side of her head.

Jerry soon made a beeline to the Private Quarters as he told towards to Gnarl. “Send a Minion with water!” the old minion bow his head, as Shadow followed her Master, catching up the stairs as she came up by his side and with a bit more confidence asked.

“Master, what will you do..with Storm Spree?” glancing to her as he mused.

“Huh, Storm Spree...not bad of a name.” then answered. “Well, I’m going to give her water...and to be honest I haven’t thought that far ahead-- considering you asked me to get her out of a blue.” making a left to the bedroom of the Overlord as he went on. “Maybe let her take her bearings a bit, maybe take a bath or something.”

While it sounded normal for the most part, the slight recognition slowly coming to focus on Spree was much like Shadow had herself. Confusion and shock, unable to just believe what she just heard. But unlike Shadow, the mare also gained a hint of fear, trepidation and worry. Something caught up with the earth mare that, when able to catch sight of the room they entered, slightly shook at the sight of the bed.

It was a rather large circular bed, with some green covers and bedsheets as Jerry gently place Storm Spree on the bed, as he moved to place his axe on the side of the wall. “Master, where did you want me..?” motioning to the box as Jerry wave his hand.

“Just set it on the side.” she nodded, moving to place the box of the bondage set on the side. But she look to see Spree, as while she knew she had to wait for Master orders...she slightly knew he wouldn’t fully mind if she moved herself. So she moved by to the earth mare, sitting down by her and placing a wing around her as she notice Storm jump and snap her head as worry etch in place, as if she expected the thestral to violate her person or further betray her already hurt feelings.

Shadow winced and said. “Sorry...Master doesn’t like it when he see something that would nagged at him. It was out of my hands Spree.” then hugged her as tightly as she could.

The golden yellow mare went stiff, body unmoving and eyes wide. She wasn’t sure what was going on until she felt the slight added cool dampness to her shoulder and the first slight sound of a sob. Looking down, Spree blink and… and realized, Shadow was crying. Why was she crying?

Isn’t she… I thought she was… Spree glanced at the red collar around the thestrals neck, having felt certain that this mare wasn’t her friend. That she was just a red abiding her master's will and wants and… “S-s-Shadow?” She got out with a questioning tone, her throat feeling tired and sore from all the screams and moans she made over days of unrest.

Sniffing some, Shadow spoke. “I-I’m sorry Spree...I really am...my...my old master was just...just…” shivering some from the memories as she held her tighter. “I...I tried to help you, I honestly did. I tried to run and get you out of there...but my old master kept punishing me...put me on the posts…” whimpering as she shook some. “I tried so hard...tried to think of what to do...before...well… I submitted.”

Shakily, arms slowly lifted and snaked their way around the dark black coat of the thestral. Almost gently hugging back before a few droplets began to once more make their way on Spree’s face. She… she’s broken… With a slightly stubborn sniff, Spree closed her eyes tight, a few tears rolling down her cheeks and down on her friend. She’s broken… but… but Shadow’s still there. Is she still there?

There was a fragile hope her friend was still there-- why else did she get her… her Master to buy her? The very thought reminded her there was another male-- one that had placed her on their bed. It made her shiver in fear and close her legs tight. She gulped dry air, feeling a slight terror while trying to hold her firing tighter.

Shadow sniffed some. “Spree. I’m happy you’re still the same. I...I honestly dread you were...beyond broken….” lifting her head up to look at her, tears still coming down as she said. “You were always so strong. More stronger than I was.”

Looking down at the smiling face, Spree felt a bit of warmth rise. Yes, Shadow was still there… broken badly.. But there. But, she flattened her ears and admitted with a weak voice. “Al...almost… not st-trong… enough…” Sniffling and trying to hold together. “I...I w-wanted.. To.. die..” It would have been better-- better than all the forced pleasure. Better than all the forced orgasms. Better than being in a pile of her own fluids and being forced to gag down that sludge from each male’s load in her mouth. She felt violated and disgusted.

Shadow was about to speak, before her ears perk. As she glance to see one of the Browns in those servant clothing's, holding a tray with a goblet of water. Holding it before Spree the Minion spoke. “Water heal! Make better!”

While part of Spree wanted to stare at the utterly bizarre and near ridiculous sight of the diminutive imp creature-- she forgone all of that and just looked at the clear, sparking and untainted life giving liquid before her. Water. Real. Water!

Hand moving and reaching, Spree next to snatched the goblet up and placed it to her lips, nearly chugging it down. For the first time, the water felt like a moment of heaven. Going down her needy throat and soothing it. It felt more rejuvenating refreshing than normal. But after not having water for so long… she was willing to toss that idea as nothing.

Shadow wipe the tears off her eyes as she asked. “Where is Master?” noting he was gone from the room, with his axe as well as the servant Minion told.

“Master, de-armored!” then asked to Spree with a tilted head as if expecting her to ask for more. “More water?”

Next to spilling almost a quarter of the water that ran down her chin and soaked her front-- Spree didn’t think of it and next to shouted while putting the goblet down and away from her lips, “YES!” Slightly hissing out in desperation for more.

He laugh and said. “I go to Blues! Water they have!” laughing as the servant ran off to get more water, as Shadow held a slight concern look as the earth mare was gasping for breath, as she chugged the water down and asked.

“Spree...are you...okay? I mean I know you might not had water but…” trailing off as she felt that Spree may had drank more than she could take.

Breathing deeply and trying to regain her breath, Spree said, “My throat...hurt so much..” Rubbing her neck that felt oddly better. Much better than she expected. “W-we… we were hardly given any clean water… most just…” Then, with a shiver of utter revulsion, she told, “J-j-j-just… just c-came in and…” Looking a bit sick at her own thoughts.

Shadow knew what the earth mare was getting at as she let out a shiver. “Y-Yeah…” recalling when she was punished and left on the posts for days. Arms rubbing against the other as she look away...and said. “Listen Spree? I know….I know I’m a red now…” looking down and admit. “I’m not fully proud of giving in...I honestly hoped that my old master would stop hurting me.” then pinned her ears flat and legs pressing together as she told bitterly. “Which never stopped.”

Looking to her, Spree reached over and hugged Shadow. She wasn’t sure what she could say for comfort, not exactly. She was too confused herself. She wasn’t sure of what was going on or who the new male that just… bought her was-- or what he would do to her! She wanted comfort too, but Shadow wasn’t in the position to help her… and she wasn’t sure she could help Shadow either. And that hurt, in both ways for her.

Taking a low breath, she shake off those thoughts. Looking to Spree with a small smile, she said. “Thanks…” then look to the walls as she sighed, and look to her and said. “I know Master is...scary looking. But he's not all that bad...just really confusing at first. He's more...gentle than most males and doesn’t thinking like them much.”

“I don’t care if he’s gentle!” Was the rather fast response by Spree, one filled with fear as she gave a quick glance around before telling, “I…. Just keep him away. Please, I don’t-- I don’t want anymore.” She was already in enough pain as it was, multiple orgasums over and over had left her precious place in a world of knotted pain.

The amount of fear in her friend's eyes next to struck at Shadow. It was almost the same as that hopeless look she gotten a look at in the shop. And while not full of shame or humiliation-- it was filled with new found terror. Terror, she knew, was to the idea of her master possibly touching, maybe wanting her friend’s body.

She hugged her, as she said. “I’ll…” trying to find the words and soon told to assure. “I’ll try to get Master to understand, to, to,” biting her lip to think as she heard a curious voice.

“To what?” as they both look as Jerry was in his robes, walking with a goblet of the same water as he raise a brow. Wondering what Shadow wanted him to understand as he pass the goblet to Spree and said. “Here, for you.” he noticed she was crawling backwards to the bed, as he wonder if certain mares were going to be like this. Although it slightly...made him feel what Spree did? Made him feel a little angry she just went backwards to him...and concern that she might have issues.But considering the position she was...I think it's slightly justified. She doesn’t know me. She doesn’t know if she can trust me… Shadow took the goblet from her Master offered hand, and give it to her friend, trying to get her to drink the water as she assured her.

“Its water, remember?” taking a small drink to show it was safe, and letting her friend see in it. Trying to let her friend know that she wasn’t going to be given something that wasn’t water. As it was the same clear and sparkling clean water she had once before. She flick a ear as she heard her Master spoke.

“Anyway, when you’re done, the bath is ready for you to wash in-- oh and expect the shampoos to be bars, nothing modern as you might expect.” then turn around. “Anyway Shadow will show you where the towels are at in the bath room.” waving off as if he was leaving it like that as if he didn’t see the ‘opportunity’ that was before him with Spree laying against his bed. Shadow felt slightly glad that her Master ignored her friend and was focus on whatever he was thinking about.

Hmm, maybe check on the Dungeon, see if I can still harvest for lifeforce? Been awhile since I did that, need to boost my numbers in case I need to fight non constantly maybe go back to town, get some more clothes, but with a fewer bits of my gold? For some reason the stallion seemed shocked of how much it weighed. mused over Jerry as he was debating on either go to the Dungeons, or go back to the town to get more cloths and figure more stuff out? He also consider asking the mares to guide him around, seeing as they know the town more than he does.

He stop, as the mares paused, as he glance and spoke. “When you’re done with the baths and dressed up, meet me in the throne room. I need you two to accompany me.” Shadow gave a low gulp and asked.

“If I may ask Master...for what?”

“Directing me around Ponyville. Its obvious you two know the lay of the land. I need you two as guides.” she just nod her head as if to indicate she understands, the man turn his head to walk out and headed down the throne room.

As Jerry was coming down the stairs, as he figured he should check in with Gnarl about the Dungeon status, as well as how many Minions he had, as the old minion was in the throne room, by the stone throne as noticed Jerry walking to him as he bowed. “Greetings Master, what may I do for you?”

“How is our dungeon? Any creatures the Tower Heart managed to produce?” the old Minion shook his head-- but pause and spoke.

“Actually Sire, it attempted to bring up those Timberwolves, but their magic is unique, I dare say that any creatures you may encounter are far different than what we had. It may take time until the dungeon is full for your needs.”

Okay, meaning no Minion harvesting. thought Jerry, as he asked.

“How many Minions do I have for each Tribe? I haven’t fully checked in for a while.” Gnarl tap his chin, thinking as he spoke.

“You have around, 1020 Browns, 1016 Reds, 1230 Greens, and 1006 Blues.” then asked with a low grin. “If I may be bold Master, are you thinking of taking your newest slave, she is quite a catch in a way.”

“No,” told Jerry as the way she looked...unnerved him as he gave his justification. “Right now, I need information. Information about the town, about these Caribous...about what's fully going on. Everything is, off.” Gnarl hum, as he admit.

“It seems odd that these Caribous would seem callous Sire, especially to their properties.” then added to appease Jerry. “Or to your property, Master. Will you head back to the town soon?” then added with a wide grin. “Perhaps use that ‘tool’ you kept with you with the new slave?” knowing Jerry kept the device that was used for Spree clothings. Jerry didn’t say anything, as while a part of him wouldn’t just take Spree now...another part of him wanted to tease her, to make her want him to take her.

“Right now, business.” said Jerry, as he went to the Forge as he was thinking of using his Steel armor, mostly to be seen as ‘harmless’ as well as not be fully covered in armor in case he need to get touchy for Shadow...or possibly Spree. Granted it would make him have 40 Minions in his horde...but he can deal.

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