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Priscilla and I stood just inside the door to our room, arms crossed and
bound behind our backs. Our leashes fastened to our collar loops. We wore
our matching ruffled pink pantys, and both knew full well that our
bottoms were about to be bared and spanked in front of the entire diner.
What we didn't know was that the moment the event had been entered into
Road Runners Event Log it was announced to the Kitten Academy Network.
Which had been started to allow Cougars with Kittens at both Academies to
feel they had a part in the discipline process.
Mistress Gina sat in her office chatting live with Mistress Gwendolyn as
the view screen split to show the raised stage at the front of Road
Runners Dining area. The Friday spankings had already been conducted on
earth, and they were discussing the upcoming spankings at the Iridani
Academy and how the new live broadcast had not only allowed Cougars who
were unable to attend to feel as if they had a part in the discipline
process, but it added to the humiliation part for the Kittens involved.
Now the two Headmistresses sat intrigued at this unexpected event.
"Girls," said Beverly, then stepped out as the door opened and they
followed, heads held high as they followed her.
Lotus scurried past to stand beside the chair waiting.
"Mistress Gwendolyn, does this involve an incident with a Goth?" asked
Gina.
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Aboard Romancer, Racine Demure sat watching wide eyed seeing the Goth as
it scurried onto the stage.
Erika sat with her four kittens and Tuti in her living room watching the
scene recognizing it as a Convoy Diner. Then as Beverly ascended the
steps, Darla and Priscilla following obediently, she gasped, "Oh shit."
"Momma that's Aunt Bev and Darla," said Hope wide eyed.
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Taking her place in front of the single chair Beverly said, "In keeping
with Kitten customs, I bring my Naughty Kittens before you for their bare
bottom spankings in punishment for their transgressions."
She sat down smoothing her skirt first then patted her knees. "Kitten
Priscilla." Priss lay across her lap. Then as she lifted the skirt and
pulled her pantys down she asked, "Do you know why you are being spanked
Kitten?"
"Yes Ma'am. This Kitten hid contraband from her Cougar and encouraged her
Sister Kitten to flaunt her new breasts in front of customers without her
Cougars permission."
Priscilla counted her smacks, her tears very real flowing down her
cheeks. Then it was my turn.
It wasn't the first time I'd gotten a bare bottom spanking. "And do you
know why you are being Spanked Kitten Darla?"
"This Kitten smuggled Pot in her luggage, and also flaunted her pretty
breasts in front of the Diner customers without her Cougar's Permission."
I felt my skirt lifted and my pantys pulled down.
"Count them Kitten."
Each smack seemed to sting worse than the one before, and like Priscilla,
my mascara had run down my cheeks, but I was smiling as she lifted me up
off her lap. Momma Beverly loved me, me and my sister Kitten Priscilla.
Our arms were released from our restraints.
Now she stood in front of us, her open palms outstretched toward us.
"Kittens, I offer you your freedoms should you choose now to go your own
way, forgoing my teaching and care."
Our hands shaking we both reached out with our own two hands curling her
fingers around the Keys. "No Momma, we are bound to you in love and
trust," we stated as we kissed her fingers. "Now and Always."
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"Hope?"
"Yes Momma," she answered.
"Unless your Mother says something, we do not mention this." I told her.
"It is supposed to be a surprise."
"Yes Momma, but can I call my sister? Please?"
"May?" I prompted.
"May I call my sister Momma?"
"Keep it short, but try not to let her know that you are aware of her
whereabouts."
Tuti turned her head to look up at me where she lay in the floor with
Samantha. "Will I, I mean do I get a pretty collar too?"
The question caught me off guard and I was searching for an answer when
she asked the next question.
"If I was naughty like that, would, would you spank me too? I've never
been spanked before."
I realized now that my already established Kittens were looking at me
expecting an answer. And while I had decided to take her in as a
fosterling I had never discussed Kittenhood with either her or her mother
who was the Centaur Spirit woman.
"Tuti, are you asking to become my kitten?" I finally asked.
"Yes Ma'am," I saw her lower lip quiver, her large dark eyes become wet
with unfallen tears.
"Do you understand what it is to become a Kitten? To surrender your
wellbeing to someone else and wear a 'locking' collar for all to see?"
her reaction was to touch her own throat, a look of fear crossing her
pretty face.
Now I slid into the floor next to her wrapping my arms around her. "Tuti,
as I told your mother, I will accept you as a foster daughter. And you
will be subject to the same rules as my kittens, save for wearing a
collar." I let her think about that for a moment. "And yes if you need a
spanking for misbehavior, you will be spanked the same as they would."
"W, why won't I have to wear a collar?" I saw the tear of expected
rejection as it rolled slowly down her cheek.
I pressed my forehead to hers. "Sweetie, I was there while they were
cutting the slave collars off of your people on Omega. I understand how
collars are viewed by your kind. And while you would be treated as a
Foster Kitten I would not wish to offend your beliefs."
"But I wouldn't feel right," she said.
"Momma," Colene got my attention. "Could she wear a Satin and Lace choker
like Darla and Priscilla wore at first?"
I'd seen a lot of the other Centaurs wearing them to hide the scars left
by the Slave Collars.
"We will ask her Mother in the morning," I turned back to Tuti. "Don't
ever think that you are not loved here, no matter what decision your
mother makes, ok?"
She hugged me tightly then, her large tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Are, are you going to spank me for, for being naughty earlier?"
"Tuti, how old are you?" I asked.
"I, I'm fourteen. But we mature a lot faster than humans," she now look
frightened again, and Kiara gasped and looked shocked.
"Your first heat was what four months ago?" I asked gently.
"Y, yes Ma'am," she answered.
"And today was your first sexual experience?"
"Yes Ma'am."
"Tuti, from what I know about your kind, at your age, until you have
gained a bit of experience, you have little control over your actions
during a heat cycle. Much like Terrellians, Lycans and Genefren's."
"Y, you aren't mad at me?" She seemed surprised.
"No Sweetie, I think you managed better than some I've seen in the past
who were more experienced," I told her. "And yes I know why you are here
and not at your mothers. It isn't that your mother is ashamed of you or
doesn't love you. It is because I offered to take you in as my Foster
Daughter and make sure you complete your education."
In fact it was to allow her to save face as a single Centaur girl who was
pregnant without a husband, she would be given a lessor place in the
Herd. But I was offering the rest knowing how much her mother Fire valued
a good education.
"Why?"
"Because you are going to have Demon's foal, and since he and Samantha
have a mental bond that makes you the same as her Sister Wife, which
means you are now a daughter to me." I smiled at her rubbing her back
gently.
"Now, I think you all should get ready for bed, we have a big day
tomorrow." Here on Iridani it was only Wednesday, and we had a lot of
celebrating to get ready for. It would be our first ever Thanksgiving
together here on Iridani.
She groaned as she started to get up from the floor then giggled, "I'm so
sore." She reached back to rub her haunches then blushed. "My god he's so
huge."
"That's my boy," giggled Samantha proudly. "But you did enjoy it though,
right?"
"Yes, every time," she blushed again as Samantha and I helped her up.
The beeping of an incoming call got my attention and I turned to find
Momma Gina on the view screen.
"Erika, is that my new Grand-Kitten? Step over here child let me see how
pretty you are."
"Momma Gina, this is Tuti, my Foster Daughter Kitten," I introduced them.
"You are absolutely gorgeous Sweetie. Welcome to the family."
"Samantha, you should take her to the hot tub for a soak before you go to
bed. Now everyone say goodnight to Gramma Gina."
After they had gone Momma Gina asked, "Have you asked Beverly about the
Goth? I've gotten a hundred inquiries about it already."
"No Momma I didn't have a chance, my kittens were here in the room until
just now," I answered.
"Is Tuti alright? She moves like she was hurting," she voiced her
concerns.
"Momma, Tuti was a virgin until she mated with Demon. Surely you can
understand that something that big would make any girl a bit sore, even a
Centaur."
"I can't even begin to imagine how those 'Entertainers' could handle
something that large," commented Momma Gina. "You're sure she's alright?
He didn't hurt her?"
"She's fine Momma, really. Just very sore because he 'Had' her five
times."
"And what about Samantha?" I could hear the unspoken questions in her
voice.
"Momma, What happens in the stables, stays in the stables. I will not pry
into the private life between my Daughter Kittens and their Bondmate, so
long as they do not get hurt. And I trust Samantha's judgment, she is way
more mature than either of my other three."
"I didn't mean anything by it. it's just. Well one of my Terrellian
Kittens here told me they gave a lift to a small group of Transgendered
Centaurs that were heading in your direction."
"By small group you mean," I started to ask hoping for a number.
"There were three, and they don't really trust anyone."
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"Road Runner Diner," said Darla as she answered the call in their private
room.
"Hi little sister," giggled Hope. "You looked really cute up there with
your pantys down around your knees." "Hi Priss."
"Hi Hope," answered Priscilla before going back to the task before them.
"Oh my god Sis, are you two really doing what it looks like?" asked Hope
as Beverly stepped into the room.
"H, Hope? I didn't know you were calling today."
"Sorry I had to call my little sister after watching her get spanked. I
love the new changes you did to the diner too," she added trying to hide
the fact that she now knew they were no longer on Earth.
"Oh? thank you Sweetie," said Beverly. 'She knows full well that we are
not on earth,' Lotus informed Beverly. 'And she is curious about me.'
"Aunt Beverly, I was curious, why was there a half grown Goth Spider at
the Diner?" asked Hope as Erika stepped into her room.
"Beverly, I'm sorry. She found out when the spanking was sent out over
the Kitten Academy Network. But I don't think Grace knows yet and I've
informed my kittens that they are not to let her find out." said Erika.
"Also I've gotten calls from my Momma and Mistress Gwendolyn concerning
their curiosity over your Goth."
"Oh, they know about Lotus?"
Her curiosity peaked now Erika asked, "Where ever did you get a half
grown Goth?"
"Erika, my kittens were buying Darla some new bras since she had a sudden
growth spurt, and, and they were almost kidnapped by a Riticulan Snatch
Gang. Lotus was one of the Goths who helped rescue them before anything
could happen," explained Beverly.
"You do know that Weed isn't considered contraband among the Indian
nations don't you?" asked Erika.
"I do now," she giggled. "But that doesn't change the fact they hid it
from me. Or that they were not sharing."
"Why Beverly, I didn't know you were such a free spirit," chuckled Erika.
"Could you maybe save me some seeds for my Herb Garden?"
Giggling now Darla said, "I saved some for Hope, Ma'am. She said she,"
Darla stopped.
"Ran out before we got here and didn't have any seed to plant more?" She
raised her eyebrows at her, and Hope gasped behind her.
"You, you knew about that Momma?"
Reaching out now I caressed her cheek, "Yes, and I also know that Kiara
has some she got from a friend at Miss Malissa's."
"Oh shi, err, oot," Hope corrected quickly.
"Erika, why don't you go to the Truck Stop, they grow it in the
greenhouse as an herbal additive for a lot of their traditional recipes.
That's probably where the Kittens have been getting it anyway," said
Beverly. "It's the Sacred Herb they use in a lot of their ceremonies as
well."
They let the sisters talk privately for a bit longer.
Erika made her way to the room Kiara shared with her older sister, and
now Tuti.
"Kiara, girls," she began as she stepped into the room only to find the
three out on the terrace together.
She caught the soft glow as it reflected off the glass of the open
sliding door and stood watching as Samantha passed it to Kiara, before
she quickly stepped outside to the little fire pit that was radiating
heat for those near it on the patio.
"Are we enjoying the night air?" She held out her hand toward Kiara. "It
is impolite not to share." The girl coughed, belching out the smoke she'd
been holding in her lungs.
Now frightened that they'd finally been caught, Kiara handed it over. All
three stood in shock as Erika took a long drag, followed by a deep inhale
of air before holding it in and handing it to Tuti next.
When she finally exhaled she asked, "What, did I pass it the wrong
direction?"
"N, no Momma," answered Samantha finally. "We were,"
Erika held up her index finger, "I know you were not going to try to tell
me this was the first time."
"No Momma." the two Kittens answered together.
"Have you been sharing with your sisters?" Erika took another toke when
it was passed back to her again as the sliding door to Colene's room slid
open.
Naked except for a pair of pantys Colene stepped out then stopped when
she saw Erika standing there with the joint in her hand.
"Momma?"
"Kitten come on over and join the group. I trust someone has another one
so we can share with your sister when she's finished on the phone?"
She stood and watched as Kiara produced a baggy and papers. Then she took
both from her and sat down on the lounge chair before pulling out a
single rolling paper from the pack. "Samantha, go to my room and bring
out the Ottoman so Tuti can get comfortable." She began rolling up the
next joint.
As Samantha arrived pushing the oversized Ottoman on wheels, Hope finally
stepped outside expecting to find just her sisters.
Now with her Kitten daughters around her Erika lit the next joint passing
it first to Hope.
"You are not in trouble, but you will not hide it from me," she began.
"But this is the only recreational euphoric I will allow. And you are not
to use it during the school week, is that clear?"
"Yes Momma," all five echoed together.
"Tuti, until your Foal is born, I want you to limit yourself to only once
a week. Please?"
"Yes Mom, Ma'am," she answered.
Erika reached out caressing her cheek. "You can call me Momma if you want
to, you're my daughter now as much as you are your mothers."
Finally near the end of the second joint Erika asked the one question
she'd been curious about but hadn't asked, and it had nothing to do with
Tuti herself.
"Tuti, how does the herd really feel about Marta becoming a girl?"
"Oh," she giggled. "They accept her. Of course if it was any place but
here, she would be shunned at the least. Isn't she just so feminine and
graceful. Not at all like a stallion. Mother says she knew she would
blossom out into a pretty Filly even before we came here."
She knew it was the relaxed mood of the Weed that had gotten beyond the
usual secretive nature of the Centaurs enough that Tuti could divulge so
much to an adult.
"Are there others like Marta out there?" she asked.
Now Tuti got a sad expression. "Yes but, but most aren't allowed to
associate with any of the herds. And, and they live alone from anyone
else if they aren't used by the herd as a shared concubine."
"That's terrible," said Kiara.
"Yes it is, most terrible," said a soft voice from the shadows. "If only
they could be reassured that they would be accepted."
She was staying in the darkness of the shadows but as the night breeze
shifted I knew she wasn't alone.
"Please, join us friends," I offered.
"What so we can be enslaved like the one who lays at your feet, and the
horses in their pens?"
Tuti jumped to her feet now. "I am not a slave," she answered indignantly
stamping her foot and tossing her head.
"Please, come into the light and let us see you. It isn't polite to hide
when talking with new friends," I said.
Slowly the one who had been speaking stepped into the light and I caught
my breath. Her breasts though modestly covered were just as ample as any
other Centaurs. Her lower portion was covered with what I could only
describe as a long Centaur skirt. Across her back was slung a bow and
quiver of hunting arrows.
"Momma, is this why you were asking about others like Marta?" asked Tuti.
"I had no idea they were here," I answered as I stood up and stepped
closer.
"My name is Erika Tyler, and you are?" I asked.
"Delrina, and the one with the attitude?" she could only be speaking of
Tuti.
"Is my Foster daughter, Tuti. Daughter of the Iridani Herds Spirit Woman,
Fire," I said.
She started to say something else but was interrupted by a loud coughing
behind her and I barely caught the movement of a second Centaur. My eyes
had adjusted now and I made out the outlines of three more. The one
coughing was using a long pole for support.
Even Fires people were wearing more clothing against the night chill
these days and she suspected these five had come a long way with just the
clothes on their backs.
"Come to the fire and get warm," I turned My back and retraced my
footsteps to the fire pit. "Girls go bring something to eat."
Slowly, cautiously they came forward into the light and a little closer
to the fire pit.
"Delrina, forgive me but I see at least two who are with you that need
medicine," I said. Now my girls were bringing out both food and blankets.
She locked eyes with Tuti as she spoke. "We heard that Iridani was an
open planet. That the Herd here was Free and Accepting."
"They are, we share many things with them."
"No herd accepts Nongens among them. Not as free and equal persons." Said
Delrina.
"I will give you safe haven, you will not be harmed or taken from here
against your will," I told her. "But I cannot stand here and allow those
two to continue to suffer. I am going to send for Fire and call the other
spirit women who are here as well."
They started backing away. "You expect us to believe that you would stand
between us and any who sought to enslave us or drive us out?"
I used my cell phone quickly.
"Fire, I need you and Marta here as quick as you can, And whatever you
need to treat sick and injured of your kind," I said.
"Is Tuti alright?"
"Yes it's the five newly arrived Centaurs that need you. Two are sick,
and one is injured but they don't believe me that they are safe from the
Herd," I explained. "The leader, her name is Delrina, said they are
Nongens."
"Oh, that's why you need Marta, they are Transgendered. Nongen is the
shortened name, Non-Genders. I will let Marta lead the way but I need to
bring her mother with me, Starla is so protective."
"My mother is coming with two others, she is our Spirit Woman," said
Tuti.
"Your Spirit Woman, and she lets you stay here with humans?" said another
of the Centaur girls in front of us.
Kiara stepped off the patio with a tray filled with the fresh baked rolls
for the upcoming feast. And then one of the younger ones grabbed hold of
her.
"Delrina, I would fight to defend you here, but if any harm comes to my
Kitten, there is no place in any of the known Universes that you can hide
from me. So think carefully, do you want a hostage, or someone who would
stand at your shoulder and fight for you."
After a few tense moments she said, "Release the girl and apologize to
her."
"I'm sorry, truly I am."
"It's alright, I used to be scared like you are too. But that was before
my Momma adopted me," said Kiara before she started picking up the fallen
rolls but then the one who had grabbed her knelt and began helping as she
tossed rolls to the others.
They were accepting the blankets and other food but still not getting
close enough for the fire pit to do them any good.
Then Marta trotted around the corner of the house and stopped in her
tracks staring at the five in front of her.
"Marta, slow down," complained Starla from farther behind her.
"M, Momma? There's, there's more Centaurs here."
"Oh," Starla said.
Fire chuckled. "Marta, they are just like you are."
Marta turned toward her then, "Like me?"
"Yes they too were born as Colts," said Fire.
Even from thirty feet away I could see her eyes grow huge. "Really, I'm,
I'm not the only one anymore?" and she trotted up to Delrina throwing her
arms around her neck. When she stepped back she nickered her excitement
as she trotted from one to the next.
"Did I not tell you that you would be accepted," I said. "Now please,
come to the fire and get warm and fill your stomachs."
Slowly they began coming closer, the one using a walking stick was
limping her left foreleg wrapped in dirty bandages. Long whip scars
marred her pretty rump and hind quarters.
"Oh my god, what happened?" I asked at the same time as Fire.
"Rosina, let them see to your leg," coaxed Delrina. "I think you will be
safe here if they have another like us who runs free."
As I started helping Fire, I saw the scars on her ankles from the iron
hobbles used to stop her from kicking or running. This poor girl may not
have been driven out by her Herd, but he been badly abused by them. Kept
by the herd Stallion as a concubine to service the other stallions of the
herd against her will.
"Fire how could a Spirit woman of your kind allow this to happen?" I
asked near tears.
"Erika, there are many herds, but only the largest and most civilized
have a Spirit Woman to guide them. The rest are led by whichever Stallion
is dominant," she explained. "We have been working to try and change the
ways of the 'Wild' herds." She turned her attention back to Rosina.
"Which herd did you come from child, which planet?"
Rosina looked around for support from the other four before answering.
"F, Ferris' Cross, Jarmon's herd." She started to cry and I knew deep in
my heart it wasn't from the pain in her injured leg.
"Rosina, how long were you forced to take the Fembanna against your
will?" I thought it was an odd question from Fire.
'Fembanna?' I'd heard of the herb from Marta, it was the one she'd
started taking in secret after we'd first arrived. She had her own little
patch hidden and protected to keep the livestock from getting to it.
She'd actually brought a small supply and seeds to grow her own, with
her.
Rosina was the smallest of the five new arrivals, but her breasts seemed
to be more developed than Marta's.
"I, I was the smallest of my herd. And, and we had so few Mares," she was
crying now. "J, Jarmon chose me because, because of my size. I wasn't as
big as the rest of the ten year Colts."
Fire, Tuti, and Starla gasped in shock.
Now gently Fire caressed her cheek, "When did they begin to use you for."
She couldn't finish the question. Suddenly Samantha and Kiara were there
hugging her gently.
Of those present I knew that those two had shared the closest in
experiences with her. They would help her to overcome her trauma. She
appeared younger than Tuti, but I soon discovered she was actually a year
older. Already being small for her age, the Fembanna had stunted her size
further as it began feminizing her upper figure.
The herb while used by female Centaurs for medical problems had a very
different effect on males. It stopped their male development and began
feminizing them. It was just like HRT in humans, allowing them to grow
breasts, softening their voices, and stopping the growth of male body
hair and rendering them sterile. The way it slowed and eventually stopped
a centaur from growing in body size was one reason it was never given to
prepubescent Centaurs. Females were already two to three hands shorter
than males.
The main reason they had sought out the herd here was to try and acquire
more of the herb which all Centaur herds grew for actual medicinal
purposes. And they had figured if this herd was more open minded they
would be able to negotiate and purchase it freely instead of having to
raid the herds gardens.
"Rosina, I'm sorry if this was not what you wanted to become," said Fire,
and I knew that she meant a Transgendered Centaur.
"I, did want it. I wanted it from the time I realized I was smaller than
my herd mates. But, but I wasn't given a choice. And I didn't want, I
won't be a Herd Slut here either. I'll, I'll die before I submit to any
Stallion again." She began to cry.
We'd cleaned and bandaged the leg with clean bandages and then Fire sent
Marta to bring her some of the Herb. But then Marta said, "But Mother
Fire, Samantha already has some."
"Yes we followed the scent of the smoke here," said Delrina.
"Oh, no we need that which is full strength, the Herb grown by humans is
only a distant relative."
Then it hit me, I'd never seen the herb as it was growing. Only after it
had been harvested and processed. I knew that Marijuana on Earth had been
attributed to male breast enlargement and stunted male development among
teenage boys who were extremely heavy users.
"I'll go to my garden and bring fresh, it will work faster," offered
Marta.
As Marta left at a fast run, Fire began assuring her that no one here
would allow her to ever be used against her will.
The others stood close by and now one named Codi asked, "How can you be
so sure of that?"
"Because I lead this herd," answered Fire. "And because the three
Stallions who have joined us over the last few months are happy to be
shared among the thirty Mares of Breeding age. They will not mistreat or
harm you."
Finally as they grew more comfortable they decided to bed down on the
patio. still they didn't trust anyone enough to come inside. I couldn't
blame them for it, not after finding out the abuses they'd suffered.
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