I nched and gagged. “What did I do, Masters?” I panicked.


    “Not you, Ciara, we already told you we were pleased with you. The ve that ate the worms. It is


    being punished in the courtyard,”


    Master Evan said rising.


    The men dressed me in my panels and after ncing at my chest they put the covers over my breasts.


    I nced down and saw what they did.


    Despite the healing cream my nipples were red and puffy. They looked like they had suffered too much


    attention very recently.


    It was near dusk and the yard was lit with torches. A warm breeze was blowing intermittently and lots of


    men were outside. Everyone seemed happy and rxed after thest couple of days.


    We walked down the steps to the courtyard and I hoped it wouldn’t be too bad. I wondered if I would


    have to look. I did remember the one horrible time I’d been at the posts, I had seen ves Looking up


    at me then. My owners would probably make me witness whatever they had done to Fuji.


    The men stopped suddenly and I watched the backs of Master Damien’s boots.


    “Ciara, Look up and tell us if you would wish this to happen to you,”


    Master Bane ordered.


    I steeled myself for the worst sight imaginable. My fists clenched in anticipation at my sides. Taking a


    big breath I looked up at what they had done to my friend.


    Fuji looked miserable, but otherwise fine. She was up on the tform dressed in an ill fitting white


    dress that fell past her knees. One ankle bound her to a post. She stood silently shaking with her eyes


    closed.


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    My owners Looked at me and I looked at them. If the question was, did I wish to wear clothes again,


    the answer was yes. Somehow I doubted that was the point of this exercise. I opted for being honest,


    because this didn’t look Like punishment to me.


    “I don’t understand,” I told them.


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    Master Evan snickered and Master Damien raised an eyebrow. arth ves aren’t very observant are


    they?” Master Kein asked.


    “Perhaps the ve doesn’t like our decoration,” Master Banemented touching the cuff on my wrist.


    “Ciara has demonstrated it likes our symbol. We all remember the vige,” Master Christof said as


    though reminding them.


    I looked back up at Fuji and kind of understood. She wasn’t wearing a cor or cuffs to show


    ownership. Her leg was bound to the post by a simple leather strap. Upon closer inspection the ill fitting


    dress was just a man’s shirt.


    My hand stroked the line of my cor and I remembered the horror that happened to me when it wasn’t


    present.


    “I like your symbol, Masters, and I appreciate the protection the cor gives me,” I said solemnly.


    Fujits outfit just didn’t make any sense. What was the purpose of dressing her? I would love to be


    dressed.


    “It loses something when you have to tell them,” Master Evan said sounding grumpy.


    Apparently, I should be horrified by the sight in front of me. No one was touching her or hurting her.


    Maybe that cameter, that would have horrified me.