Reaching Civilization (2)

Ash blinked and hesitated, not sure how to respond to that. Lysander stared at the ground, thinking hard. She pursed her lips, and muttered to herself silently.

"She a fresh capture," Lysander whispered, picking up the slack, "Naturally obedient. She's your toy and we intend to keep her."

"Yeah, we caught her a little while ago, but haven't had the chance to put a collar on her yet," Ash replied confidently. "She needs a spanking now and then, but she's been a very good girl for us."

The guard remained skeptical, "That may be so, but you're going to have to register her properly if you want to pass through our gate. We can't have wild critters like that running loose around town."

I heard the faintest little moan from Chloe behind me, betraying how excited she was by us casually degrading her as we talked about her like she was just some worthless animal we happened to possess.

Ash looked to Lysander, and got a subtle nod back, "Sure," he replied. "We can register her or whatever, but we still plan on keeping her."

The guard stared at the rest of us appraisingly. I felt his eyes wander to my breasts, looking at me like I was just a piece of meat. For the first time since I came to this world and woke up naked, I nervously covered myself with my arm. Ash had checked me out a few times as well, but this strange man's hungry gaze felt different. It was deeply unsettling. I wasn't used to being looked at like that.

"Don't know why you'd want a nasty pet elf if you've got three human sluts in your harem and… whatever that little one is…" the guard stared hard at Emi.

"She a demi-goblin or something? I didn't think goblins could breed with humans… She doesn't have a collar either, does she?" he asked. "There's no way she's Pure."

"I-I'm a human!" Emi squeaked.

"Hah!" the guard snorted derisively, "There's no way you're not some kind of demi. We have a [Priest] here that can do [Status Appraisal], you know… lying's gonna get you punished."

Emi twitched in outrage, and was about to retort and say something stupid, when Maddie crept up behind her and covered her mouth.

"We're all pure human here, 'cept the elf. You can do your check or whatever if you need to," Ash said. "Now, if you're done insulting my bitches, wanna let us in? We're tired from the road."

The guard glanced at his partner. They shared a private moment, looking at each other with uncertainty and skepticism.

"Ask Father Jordan to check them?" The partner suggested.

"Yeah," the first guard agreed. "Run and get him."

The second guard ducked away, climbing down a ladder.

"Sorry," the guard said. "You guys are… a bit unusual. We're going to ask the town's [High Priest] to check your status and Taint contamination, see if you're safe. Then, we'll let you in."

"No problem," Ash replied. He turned to Lysander and whispered, "it is no problem, right?"

Lysander nodded.

We stood around awkwardly, waiting for the priest to arrive. I turned around to face the rest of the group.

"So… elves are considered slaves, or pets, I guess? At least in this country… kingdom, whatever it is. That's the impression I got from that conversation," I said quietly.

"Seems so," Lysander agreed.

 I looked an extremely nervous Chloe in the eye, "I get the impression they won't let us inside the town unless we register you as some sort of slave."

"Well um… I know I'm a bit submissive," Chloe mumbled nervously, "but actual slavery… that's a lot to ask, you know…"

"Yeah, you're right, sorry," I replied awkwardly.

"Maybe we can let you hide outside, bring you some food later. We might have to make a run for it if that pisses these guys off."

"No, no, it's…" Chloe sighed. "You guys … I want to belong to you all, I really do… It's been a fantasy of mine since I joined the tabletop club and met you all. I genuinely want to be your slave, your healbitch, your foot licker, and maybe even your sex toy if you deem me worthy of that honor…"

Chloe closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and looked each of us directly in the eye, one after another. There was an unusual firmness to her stare, a deadly seriousness. This was probably the first time I'd actually seen her properly assert herself and it was actually a little bit intimidating, coming from her.

"You can have me. All of me. But… maybe I want you to appreciate it? Like, appreciate exactly what you're asking me? It's sort of a big deal, surrendering myself completely to you all. Real slaves don't get any limits or safewords. You could do anything you wanted to me. I would literally be putting my life in your hands, totally vulnerable and at your mercy."

"Yeah, if you put it that way, it sounds pretty scary…" I said. "Kinky roleplay is one thing… real life is another."

Lysander spoke up, "We could simply register you and then treat you like normal. You would be a slave only on the paperwork, and perhaps during the odd roleplay session if you and your fellow degenerates want to play that way."

"It wouldn't change the fact that as my owners, you could stop treating me like normal at any time…" Chloe said, shaking her head.

"There's also the slave collars," Emi said quietly. "They're featured as plot devices in a lot of trashy Isekai stories. If they're enchanted magic items, then who knows what they could do? Compel obedience with mind magic? Explode if Chloe wanders too far away from us? Torture Chloe with electricity if we say a certain magic word? The amount of fucked up possibilities are staggering."

"Um… No mind control please…" Chloe whispered nervously. "If I can request one thing, it's that. I can't really be a good girl if I don't decide to obey. If I literally can't disobey, then my obedience doesn't mean anything anymore and I'm just a robot."