Trope World - Volume 1 Chapter 3 Road To Slavery Part 2

I dreamed of what would have happened if I hadn’t slept close to Od. The goblins captured me cutting the robe that connected me to Od. They took me to their cave and didn’t bother killing me. Grotesque green maws filled with crooked yellow teeth bit down and ripped chunks out of me. I screamed and they laughed. One pointed at me chuckling as blood oozed from my wounds. They were slow methodical. My body healed from my injuries and they noticed. For weeks they kept me ripping chunks out of my body as I grew tougher from the pain. They let me heal fed me cave mushrooms and used me. It wasn’t until my pain resistance reached lv100 that I was too tough for them to bite through. Fighting them was still beyond them. I punched one of my captors only for him to laugh and throttle me. Green hands wrapped around my neck choking the life out of me.

Power Skill Discovered: Dream lv1; passive; +5INT/PER

I woke up beside Od covered in her black course horse hairs. She was sweaty, hot, and awake. “Your legs were moving all night. What are you running from? Did you dream you had escaped me somehow?” Od asked.

“Now why would I want to escape you? If I stay with you, I get everything I want in life. Unless there is something, you’re not telling me.” I was feeling better this morning than I had in a long time. Despite being itchy, starving, and covered in shed horsehair. I felt good. That was bad. Today was Wednesday a break in the horrible week only for the worst yet to come.

“Do you have any family Od?” I asked. She was already dragging me. My body was weak far weaker than it should be. It seemed stats didn’t account for hunger. I was so hungry; I could eat a horse.

She turned her head to me, and her ears flattened once more. Oh, boy it seems I found a weak spot. She raised her tail and shat in front of me. I could hear the sticky horse turds comp on the ground one smush after another. Without looking In Sight told me their consistency, density, and their weight. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts jiggled in her metal brow as she moved.

“Tighten this for me.” She said and turned her back to me. I approached dodging the pile once more. Rocks and thorns were having their way with my feet, but I was unbothered. My feet had toughened up.

Standing next to her, I had to get on my tip toes to reach her midriff. Her shoulders were far out of reach. “Sorry, I can’t reach them. You’ll have to take it off and adjust it yourself.” The glare I received was quickly replaced by a thoughtful expression. Her nose upturned a bit and her ears went flat.

She dropped my rope and quickly cut my hands free. Od galloped around looking around. My In Sight took hold for a second. Birds in the trees hid themselves as a predatory force brushed by them. Drakes in the sky noticed a dark presence and veered away. Bugs in the earth trembled as a set of mighty hooves shook the ground. Goblins retreated deeper in their caves. Wolves shook in their dens. A force of darkness was unsheathed and waved about like a blade warding off any who would watch them. Then ever so slowly it sheathed itself again. Od stopped pacing about their camp and approached me.

“You will have to grow taller if you are to become a proper slave. For now, I will allow you to serve me on my back.” Her ears were flat as she spoke each word. “This allowance is not in difference to you. I am the master and you are the slave. But I have a need and I refuse to disrobe in front of you.”

“Od are you asking me to climb upon your back and adjust your bra.” She blushed and then glared at me. My body spasmed as my collar shocked me on the spot.

-50HP

Receiving a terrible shock

The shock went on for a few minutes. It felt like a pissed myself and my body wouldn’t stop shaking. The empty stomach didn’t make it any better. This was perhaps the worst experience I’d ever had. Then I started laughing.

I shook on the ground laughing. While Od stomped her hooves indignant.

“What is so funny?” She shout whispered indignantly.

Skill level up: Shock resistance lv9; passive; +9CON/END

Skill level up: Pain resistance lv10; passive; +10CON/END

Skill Discovered: LOL lv1; passive; +1CHA/WIS

Personal BP 176.08

“I think being wet with your sweat made the shocks worse.” Our eyes met my blue with her brown. Her eyebrow raised and her brow crinkled. Her lips formed a line holding back from asking for more. “I could laugh or cry. Crying wouldn’t do me any good. So, I choose to laugh. Sure, I’ll get on your back and adjust your bra. I have no idea what getting on your back means to you. I’m human remember.” I said only to receive a cruel smile.

“I know you are, but you haven’t said which village you’re from. There are many to the north.”

“My village was called America. It was a beautiful place. A shame, I will never get to show it to you.”

Skill Discovered: Bullshit lv1; passive; +0.1CHA/INT

Truly, I was going to master this skill.

She trotted about with a look of displeasure on her face. Her braid moved about as she stomped her hooves.

“You really don’t know! If someone mounts a mare for over 30s then that mare can only mate with the one who mounted her. It is an ancient custom to keep fighting between males to a minimum. Though your mounting won’t be quite so personal.” Od stated. So that’s why I was shocked. This must have been embarrassing for her and she wants no witnesses. Who knows what the backlash would be if a man mounted her? What would Melchior the librarian do in this situation?

That was an important question. Would he better his odds by trying to claim her or keep quiet? How would I prove that I mounted her? There are no witnesses. I don’t have a camera or phone to take a picture of the scene or record a 30s video. I had a grand total of three charisma that wasn’t enough to convince her of anything.

Wait couldn’t she just lay down like she did last night? Wouldn’t that solve this whole issue? Yes and no, she is clearly a Tsundere. My body was still shaking from the last shock. Oh, and there was the fact that she smelled like a barn.

She reached out and took my bound hands. With deft a deft grip she pulled a dagger from her back and cut me free in a single slash. Blood pressure returned to my hands causing them to throb painfully. Not painfully enough for another level up it seemed.

I didn’t know what most of my skills did. They had a name but no description. A problem for another time.

Placing my hands on her back, I leapt up pushing down on her back to get up. Once my stomach was over the crook of her spine, I pulled myself the rest of the way. Then I adjusted into a proper sitting position putting my heels in her haunches and getting a feel for her. She let out a sigh as I adjusted. “You know if we went the rest of the way like this, we would get there much faster.” Being on a horse made me feel tall. Being on Od made me feel like a giant.

“Hurry and adjust my straps or I’ll buck you.” Od said. Her ears weren’t flat, she might have thought the same. I looked behind me to see her tail lift and adjust tried to remain still. It was probably better that I do this now. Falling from this height wouldn’t kill me.

“I could always lay across your flank like a kill with my arms and legs tied. Surely that wouldn’t count.” She snorted at my words.

“Truly I found the laziest and most unworthy slave imaginable. Woe is me to have found one too pampered to walk on his own. My fellow fillies will mock me for the rest of my days.” Od said in a flat voice.

“Alright, I get the message.” The straps were made of chain mail of all things. It was no wonder she wanted some help. This bra looked uncomfortable. Taking the bander in the back I adjusted it tightening each side as much as I could. Then she started to trot forward.

I tightened my knees around her flank and wrapped my hand around her waist as she took off. She didn’t care if I stayed on her or not as she moved across the landscape at insane speeds. I managed to turn my head to the side and see the world moving by us. Just counting the seconds, it took to leave an object I could tell we were going about 80MPH. Od didn’t seem bothered by the speed, she didn’t slow down for a good 30minutes.

When she finally stopped, I let leapt off.

Skill discovered: Leap lv1; active cost 5SP; +1DEX

Skill Discovered: Riding lv1; passive; +1DEX/END

Personal BP: 193.03

I laid on the ground exhausted from holding a death grip on her. For the first 10 minutes I was fine. Then my stamina vanished, and I had to rely upon my body’s natural endurance. Even enhanced with my stats it was a struggle. But not a struggle that lead to leveling up the skill struggle.

“That feels wonderful. I haven’t had my bra tightened so in a long time. I’ve put off buying better bras because of the need for a slave to adjust them. Why didn’t I just lay down and let you adjust it?” Od asked out loud. I laughed again but it came out as more of a groan.

“I didn’t think of that either.” I lied.

Skill level up: Bullshit lv2; passive; +0.2 CHA/INT

“Well from this point forward, I shall lay down for you to adjust my bra. We are near my homestead tomorrow we will go to the capitol, so I can register you as my slave.”

“Homestead, do you live alone?” I asked. A terrible shock went through my system. This time I could do nothing but grit and bear it. It felt less terrible than it had been before. But she made sure to make it last.

Skill level up: Shock resistance lv15; passive; +15COS/END

Skill level up: Pain resistance lv13; passive; +13COS/END

Personal BP: 215.63

She didn’t want to do it, but she felt it needed to be done. Melchior Nimrod was her slave. If she showed him favoritism, then he could be used against her in the capitol. Are these Od’s thoughts? She had many enemies jealous of her rise from a filly on the street to a powerful martial artist. She was Od of the Black Moon Sect. She would be respected especially by this worm.

Skill level up: In Sight lv30; passive; +15INT/PER

“I won’t be disrespected by you any further. If you address me, it will by as mistress Od. You will never look upon my face or the face of another centaur. I only allowed you to look upon me because you were still adjusting. From this point forward you must be an obedient slave. Do I make myself clear?” She held her hand out. If she snapped, her fingers my collar would shock me again. I didn’t know how long it would do so. My health was down to zero and my clothes were soiled from all the piss. For now, I had to obey.

“Yes, Mistress Od I will obey. Was teaching me to read a lie?” Had she been playing me just as I had been playing her. I was still playing her. That last shock though long wasn’t as effective. With enough time I could fight it.

“No, I will try to get you a job as a librarian in the sect. Though most of your time will be here in my homestead. I will have chores for you to complete everyday before you can even think of a job as a librarian. The adjustment will give me time to smooth it over with my apprentice Altan she is a member of the inner sect while I’m a senior member. She is tasked with managing the library. She may help me put you to better use.” My stomach growled again, and her ears twitched.

“Mistress what are my duties here.” Od looked at me with a mix of emotions. I didn’t recognize one as shame. A pity.

“Today you will eat, in the morning, I will show you what’s expected.”

HP 73.25/73.25

SP 167.73/167.73

MP 476/476

BP 238.71

STR 2.5 CON 29.5

DEX 5.1 END 32.9

INT 34 PER 21

WIS 14 CHA 3