Chapter 4


    Zekora continues to rummage around in her attic looking for a bag of clothes she had not seen in a few years. She grabs an empty box out of her way and finally finds the white bag of clothes. These clothes she had not worn in years and since they didn't fit her no more, she placed them in the attic. Though now she has a good idea what to do with them, well at least some of them but not all.

    Her plan was mostly to see her slave in a more attractive clothes than just a simple silk he always wore all the time which was no fun. She brings the bag down from the attic and dumps all the old clothes from the bag onto the bed. She begins to seperate the clothes that are too feminine looking for her slave like skirts, blouses, and underwear. She begins to place all the shorts, pants, and regular T-Shirts in a seperate pile. She had pretty much grown out of those clothes her body was much bigger than it used to be and it wasn't fat.


    Since the slave is a little younger and slimmer than her she wonders if these clothes would fit on him. One hour later after sorting out the piles of clothes, she places the more feminine clothes back in the bag to placed up in the attic later and places it beside the bed. She looks at the few items that is left out for her slave and starts to think maybe they are too small for him but thinks maybe he should just try them out anyway. 

    Meanwhile Kieva continues to clean the kitchen with a soft rag making sure there isn't any food leftovers that might attract roaches. As he wipes the counter one final time, he hears his Mistress calling and immediately walks quickly to her upstairs. He walks into the bedroom, kneels and says, "Yes Mistress, what can I do to serve you?" She sits down on the bed and pats on the clothes that she has for him and says, "Rise slave. I want you to try on these clothes. I might take you out of the house and into the city some time but I need you to be wearing these clothes so no one can tell you are my slave. If someone were to tell you were my slave someone would very much try to steal you away from me so I can't let that happen."

    The slave stands as he is told to rise and nods as he hears what she has to say. He always knew he was rare but never so valuable that many would dare to steal him. Feeling a little embarrassed being seen by her but doesn't really mind as much as he is used to, he almost takes off his silk when suddenly she says, "No slave. Take the clothes and go change behind that screen. I want you to try them all and show me how you look in them." At first he was confused when she said this because at times whenever she wanted him to change silks, she would stare at times.

    He grabs all the clothes that were on the bed and heads behind the screen and drops them on a small chair so they won't get dirty. He could not see through the screen wondering if she might be looking but decides to just do what she wants. Even though he cannot see her, she can see his shadow being cast on the screen so she exactly know what he is doing. He begins to undress the only clothing he has and puts on a shirt that has some sort of flashy logo on the front that feels a little snug on him.

    At this point he feels rather awkward because almost no slave was ever allowed to wear clothing such as this. He grabs a short that is a little dark blue which used to be much darker than it was, which also felt snug on him. At first he was a little embarrassed in his newfound clothes as he walks out of the screen to show himself to his Mistress. The Mistress is surprised for a moment seeing how good he looks in the tight clothes but as always she cannot let the slave know that she is interested him and says, "Thats fine slave, now try the other one."

    He nods as he walks back behind the screen and undresses once again only to put on another pair of clothes. They were very much the same except with different colors and logos on them. Though they remain the same size. The shirt was light blue and the shorts were black with a stripe on the sides.  He walks out again to show to his Mistress, who which nods approvingly and says, "Thats fine slave. You may put away all those clothes in your drawer along with your silks. From now on you will wear those clothes I have given you and when we are in the city you will not ever tell anyone you are a slave."

    With that she gets up and heads downstairs but not without saying for him to put on the other clothes that he tried on. She also tells him to pull his hair back and try to look like a free furre because they are about to leave for the city. Kieva heads into the bathroom and begins to fix himself to look more like a free furre but continues to feel rather awkward on all this and feels rather confused about it.

    Half an hour later they were already half way towards the city. Though on the way to the city she has been explaining to her slave as to how to greet others and how to act as a free fur. She also cautioned him not to expect that he is a free slave because he still belongs to her no matter what. As she looked toward him again she notices that he hadn't taken off his collar and says, "Slave.. I want you to take off that collar! Now!" 

    At first he was a little afraid of her because he knew that a slave would never take off his or her collar ever. He starts to studder at first trying to tell her that he just can't do it because he is a slave but is instantly cut off by her. She walks quickly into his face, unfastens the collar off him and says, "Listen, you want to act as a free furre right? Well you need to look like one as well. You can have your collar back after we are back from the city. Now START WALKING!"

    She starts to walk again as the slave feels somewhat relieved of the collar but yet feels a certain seperation from it. Like a certain memory being detached from his mind though not sure about it and continues to follow his Mistress behind her even though now he feels something detached from him. He just couldn't help it really because he has never taken off that collar for many years since he was just a pup in the orphanage.

    As Zekora continues to walk towards the city, she could not help but look at the collar being curious as to what its made of because it felt somewhat hard in her paws. She looks at it and quickly notices it was once made of pure leather but has been reinforced by steel so slaves wouldn't be able to break it or tear it off. She looks at the inner side of the collar and notices something that makes a tear fall from her eyes. She quietly whispers the name she sees in the collar, "Kieva...." Now she partly knew that he was either taken away or bought while being young.

    She quickly wipes the tears away from her eyes and pretends to have something stuck in her eyes not wanting Kieva to see. She puts away the collar in her purse so no one can see it and suddenly Kieva drops to his knees with his head lowered to her saying, "Forgive me Mistress... I-I didn't mean to go against yer wishes... Please forgive me." She turns around being somewhat surprised at his sudden begging for forgivness. All she could say in a low voice was, "Its fine... lets go.." Kieva, still confused a little not sure why she is being soft on him but would rather not talk about not wanting for his Mistress to be furious at him.

    As they finally reach the city he is amazed at how big the buildings are and so many furres walking around going in and out of business buildings. At first he kinda starts to slow down but realizes he is far behind and catches up to his Mistress hoping she didn't notice, which she does not. It has become apparent that the reason he was around was for him to carry anything she buys. At least that is what he thought and didn't realize how correct he was.

    Zekora turns around and quickly whispers into Kieva's ear, "I forgot one more thing, don't call me Mistress at any given point. Just call me Miss. Got it?" He immediately nods to her without saying the word, knowing it would cause a major distraction if anyone heard him say it. "Oh and try to walk beside me," she adds as she waits by the stop sign.

    Kieva walks up standing beside her wondering what the traffic lights meant. There was just simply too many cars going by to cross the street so he figures he might as well stare at some cars that pass by. His ears turn at an awful sound that is coming in their direction. It was a loud sports car, but of course Kieva didn't know that, but did knew it was coming very fast towards them. Everyone else scatters to get out of the way and one guy pushes Zekora down hard in just trying to get away.

    As she tries to get up, all she saw was the bumper of a car heading towards her, but suddenly, Kieva pushes her hard to get her out of the way and jumps into the air. The car crashes onto a fire hydrant, spewing water everywhere, and Kieva lands on the crushed hood of the car, but looses his footing and falls on the floor. He is immediately sprayed with water making him soaking wet. He is grabbed by the arm and quickly dragged out by Zekora telling him to quickly walk away with her.

    They quickly go into an alley behind some building and stops behind it. They stand there for a few minutes until everything calms down. She looks to her slave, being greatful for saving her life and yet knowing no slave would ever do such a thing. She continues to look at Kieva who is on the floor like a feral shaking his fur furiously trying to get the water off his fur. She decides to reward him later at home. He gets up, his fur and clothes still moist, and looks at his Mistress as if asking what to do next.

    She takes out a small brush out of her purse and starts to brush her slave as quickly as possible because otherwise he looked messy. "Don't worry about yer clothes," she says. "They will dry quickly if we stay in the sun for a little while before we go into any store." He nods and says, "Yes Miss." Zekora finishes brushing his tail and looks at him for a moment making sure he looks normal enough, which he does.

    They continue to walk around downtown for about an hour for Kieva's clothes to dry up, which they do. For some reason though Kieva is starting to feel a little uncomfortable with his clothes that he has on but thinks its just probably because he was starting to get used to the clothes being wet. Though he feels the shorts a little more uncomfortable than before but decides to ignore it.

    As they walk into a clothing store, he could only stop and gasp at the size of the building full of clothes and things he had never seen before. Zekora grabs his hand and pulls him gently with a smile knowing he had never been inside a store before and says, "Come on you can gawk at the size of the store some other time." She giggles and takes him into the womens clothes with her. He could see other females walking about in many types of clothes. Some were in classy types and others were just too revealing, which made Kieva turn red and look away back to his Mistress.

    After a few hours of being in a few stores, which were mostly clothes but only bought a few and the rest were groceries, they finally walk out of the last store for the day. Zekora was pretty much in a good mood today, mostly thinking in how lucky she is to have this particular slave. Kieva on the other hand was carrying two bags, one on each hands, and felt his clothes extremely tight on him by now. Thus making him feel very uncomfortable.

    She looks at her slave's face and notices something is bothering him and asks, "Whats wrong?" His face turns a little red not really wanting to tell her, but she did ask and so he says, "I-Its... the clothes you g-gave me. They are.. tight." Thats when she realizes they probably shrunk a little when they where drying in the sun. She also knows that those clothes won't last long on his figure. "Quick," she says while holding his arm and starts to walk a little faster than usual. "Lets head for home before it gets worse." Another thing she also knew is that the threads wouldn't last long either since they have been in storage for years.

    Though the walking fast wasn't helping at all because Kieva started to hear tears from his shorts. It was the sides of his shorts that were starting to fail. He could also feel the stitching give way little by little. He face was starting to turn red as he could only imagine what was next. Next he feels his shorts just a little loose from the waist all of a sudden and looks down only to notice the button is gone. At least this gave him and Zekora more time to try to get out of the city as fast as possible before he looses his clothing entirely.

    As they near the edge of the city, Kieva begins to feel the shorts being tight again and suddenly hears a small rip coming from his shirt. It was starting to rip in half starting right in the middle of his chest. He also hears a wrenching sound come from below and looks down only to see that the zipper had burst open. He immediately lowers the two bags he is holding to cover his front side but it gets worse. The shirt continues to rip downward and upward at the same time. He realizes that if other furres see his slavery symbol on his chest, he and Z would be in a lot trouble so he tries to walk a little faster.


    Zekora and Kieva finally reach the forest and slow down but don't stop. Kieva suddenly hears a loud tear from behind and feels air on his nude rear. Kieva begins to breath heavily feeling so much embarrassment at this point and his face turning completely red. As they walk towards home, Zekora could hear her slave's whimpering whenever he would hear a tear and turns around to look at him only to see him holding one bag above to cover his chest and the other lower. She could only giggle at the slave's predicament but not without a small hint of blush on her face.

    They continue to walk towards home as he hears the last of the stitching give up on his shirt and falls off his body. He stops for a moment to pick up whatever is left of the shirt but makes a bad mistake. As soon as he tries to pick it up, the last of the stitching on his sides give way along with the waist band which makes a loud snap causing him to whimper. The Mistress just continues to giggle at his predicament and then says, "Oh come now, don't tell me a slave like yerself actually gets embarrassed about being nude do you?" The only sounds that came out of his mouth were just whimpering and just couldn't help himself.

    She finally stops giggling and rolls her eyes thinking maybe she should at least help him a little. She grabs whats left over of the shirt and tears off the sleeves and ties the shirt together making it look like a skirt. "Here," she says as she hands it out to him to put on. "Wear this until we get home and from there you can change into your other clothes." She turns around and begins to walk away slowly so he can catch up after he puts on the poorly made skirt for which he does immediately.

    He catches up to her but still having the same embarrassment look on his face and the same heavy breathing. Zekora would love to turn around and look at him but figures she might as well let him off easy. Though as they near their home, Kieva's breathing has become more and more relaxed, but each time Zekora looks to him in the face he would immediately turn his face a little looking in another direction with the same embarrassment look on his face. She could only guess that he has never been nude in front of a female before.

    As they reached home Kieva immediately goes upstairs to put the clothes away and to change clothes. Zekora gives her slave a few minutes to dress before she goes upstairs herself. He puts on the only clothing he had before and sees his Mistress walk in and quickly kneels to her and says, "Mistress... You may place the collar back on me." Zekora could only just stare at him being a little surprised as to him wanting her to put the collar back on him.

    She gives a soft sigh before taking out the collar out of her purse and snapping it back on him. "Slave," she begins to say to him as she sits down on the bed. "I believe I owe you my life so for that I will reward you to sleep on a bed and covers of your own. I am sure it will get colder at nights as winter nears." He could not believe his ears! He immediately looks up to his Mistress with an open mouth wanting to say something but nothing comes out.

    The Mistress smiles as his speechless expression on his face. She get up and ruffles up his hair and whispers to him, "You've earned it slave. Enjoy it." With that she walks away. He could only just stay there still in shock of what he hears. He has never expected anything in return in his life after serving others. The last time he remembers sleeping on a bed was when he was still a young pup being trained to be a slave for the first time. Zekora turns around to see him once more and smiles. Quietly she says to herself, "Well Kieva... I hope you are happy for the first time in your life."

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