He was the bastard son of the chief in charge of the miners, his father was in charge of the entire area of ​​the moons of that system, so he was very wealthy, he had a beautiful family that he loved, but despite that he liked of using or abusing girls on the street using their position of superiority, one day a bear girl told him that she had a child of hers, when he saw him he simply thought about getting rid of them, she ended up cutting off his tongue and putting on a slave suit , I ended up being the whore of their squad, a toy for them that little by little they were breaking until it was nothing more than a doll without will, he saw a danger in k, the fur was identical to his, so he sent him to process like the slaves of the mines, which implied using certain acids that would burn his scalp, leaving him hairless forever, and causing his skin to become much more sensitive, he ended up like everyone else, he grew up being a slave, being battered and beaten p Hearing the guards, his ears were cut off to mark him as a mere slave, his head eternally encased in a thick mask to remove all personality,
He could barely see through some holes, his breathing was choked while he could barely hear anything, the guards had fun with the slaves when they were on their breaks, abusing or mistreating them, their diet was based on the leftovers of the guards, as if they were nothing more than animals to them, most of them there were prisoners of war or as they grew up there, their masks prevented them from speaking, so they couldn't even communicate with each other, no one knew who the winged one was, He lived like this all his life, his body marked by the scars of the punishments and torments that he called life, the guards taught him to be an obedient and faithful dog, giving him to understand that this was the correct way to live, as I did not know anything outside of that never showed hints of rebellion
One day like any other, he was working, when he saw one of the wounded guards approaching him, he was fleeing from a group of pirates that was approaching him, when he saw them attack their masters, he approached them in a threatening way, they pointed them at him. with weapons but he did not seem to care, despite the chains that restricted his movement so that he did not escape, he managed to shoot down a few of the pirates, until she arrived, bat saw him, and with a certain mocking tone and without great effort he shot down The great beast, when he saw it, was curious why a slave would defend his masters like this, so he took him to his ship
There, immobilized and on his knees before bat, they tore off that mask, for the first time in his life he felt the air on his face and great freedom, there bat began to question him, at first he was confused, he did not know how to speak, so when he noticed it she just started asking yes or no questions
She told him what happened in his life, that he was not treated better than the most horrible people in the world, and why, just because, because they did not know the truth, because his father hid all the evidence, he did not understand why to live
Bat asked him something, if he was grateful for his new freedom, he nodded, so she told him that the way to thank him was to kiss his boots, he did it without hesitation, Bat was ecstatic to see such a strong and muscular mass of muscles. brave as he prostrated himself before her and kissed her boots
Bat told her that if he was a good boy and became his slave, she would not allow anyone else to touch him, and not only would that give him a new life.
He really seeing himself alone and with nothing he simply accepted, he thought that he would be a slave like in that mine, but he never opened wrong anymore, he simply had to prostrate himself before his mistress and give her pleasure when she ordered it, little by little he not only taught himself to talk and conbair, but became the right paw of his mistress, which made him always be under her boots


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El era el hijo bastardo de el jefe encargado de los mineros, su padre era el encargado de toda la zona de las lunas de ese sistema, asi que era muy adinerado, el tenia una hermosa familia a la que quería, pero pese a ello gustaba de usar o abusar de chicas por la calle usando su posición de superioridad, un día una chica oso echarle encara que tubo un hijo suyo, al verlo el simplemente pensó en deshacerse de ellos, a ella termino cortándole la lengua y poniendole un traje de esclava, termino siendo la puta de su peloton, un jugete para ellos que poco a poco fueron rompiendo hasta que no fue mas que una muñeca sin voluntad, el vio en k un peligro, el pelaje era idéntico al suyo, asi que lo mando a procesar como a los esclavos de las minas, lo cual implicaba usar ciertos ácidos que quemarían su cuero cabelludo dejándolo sin pelo para siempre, y provocando que en parte su piel se volviese mucho mas sensible, el termino como todos, se crio siendo un esclavo, siendo maltratado y vapuleado por los guardias, sus orejas fueron cercenadas para marcarlo como un simple esclavo, su cabeza encerrada eternamente en una gruesa mascara para quitarle toda personalidad,
apenas podía ver a través de unos orificios, su respiración se veía coibida a la vez que apenas lograba escuchar nada, los guardias se divertían con los esclavos cuando estaban en sus descansos, abusando de ellos o maltratándolos, su alimentación se basaba en las sobras de los guardias, como si no fueran mas que animales para ellos, la mayoría allí eran prisioneros de guerra o como k se criaron allí, sus mascaras les impedían hablar, asi que nisiquiera se podían comunicar entre ellos, nadie sabia quien era el de alado, el vivo asi toda su vida, cu cuerpo marcado por las cicatrices de los castigos y tormentos a los que el llamaba vida, los guardias le enseñaron a ser un perro obediente y fiel, dándole a entender que esa era la forma correcta de vivir, como no conocía nada fuera de aquello jamás mostro ápices de rebeldía
Un día como cualquier otro k trabajaba, cuando vio a uno de los guardias herido acercándose a el, huia de un grupo de piratas que se acercaba hacia el, k al verlos atacar a sus amos se acerco a ellos de forma amenazante, estos le apuntaron con armas pero no parecía importarle, pese a las cadenas que restringían su movimiento para que no escapase k logro derribar a unos cuandos de los piratas, hasta que ella llego, bat lo vio, y con cierto tono burlesco y sin un gran esfuerzo derribo a la gran bestia, al verlo sintió curiosidad de porque un esclavo defendería asi a sus amos, asi que se lo llevo a su nave
Allí inmovilizado y de rodillas ante bat le arrancaron aquella mascara, por primera vez en su vida sintió el aire en su rostro y una gran libertad, allí bat le empezó a interrogar, el al principio estaba confundido, no sabia hablar, asi que al notarlo ella simplemente empezó a hacerle preguntas de si o no
Ella le conto lo que paso en su vida, que el no era tratado mejor que la gente mas horrible del mundo, y porque, solo porque si, pues no sabían la verdad, pues su padre oculto todas las pruebas, k no entendía porque vivir
Bat le pregunto algo, si estaba agradecido por su nueva libertad, el asintió, asi que ella le dijo que la forma de agradecerlo era besar sus botas, el lo hizo sin dudarlo, bat se sintió extasiada por ver como una mole de músculos fuerte y valiente como el se postraba ante ella y besaba sus botas
Bat le dijo que si era un buen chico y se convertía en su esclavo, ella no permitiría que nadie mas le tocase, y no solo eso le daría una nueva vida
El realmente viéndose solo y sin nada simplemente acepto, pensó que seria un esclavo como en aquella mina, pero nunca se abría equivocado mas, simplemente debía postrarse ante su ama y darle placer cuando ella se lo ordenase, poco a poco no solo se enseño a hablar y conbair, sino que se convirtió en la pata derecha de su ama, lo cual hacia que siempre estuviese debajo de sus botas

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