EXTRACT FOR
Serving up Submission
(Crimson Rose)

Thirty-nine slaves gathered in the dining hall for breakfast, Carolyn let her eyes fall on them one by one as the words formed in her head. "Attention everyone, You don't have to stop eating, but please pay attention. Two things. First, as you can see by the color of my collar, I'm in full-on slave mode. For the next year I belong to Mistress Allia. You may have also noticed the new brand on my ass and the modified areolas which I absolutely adore. Which is why, as House Mistress I'm commanding each and every one of you to let her do the same to yours. That doesn't mean you belong to her unless you want to be her property so unless you take the vow of property with her, you'll remain my slave. Second, Mistress pitched an idea to me last night that I think will work to further our goals of gutting the government of corruption once and for all. We're not going to say anything until we have everything in order, but when we do, plan on a lot of travel and sex with all the politicians that have kept us strangled under their oppressive, barbaric laws for far too long."

"Actually, my property might not say anything, but I will," Allia said. "The plan is simple in its complexity. Carolyn and I will be taking a trip to the reservation to pick up some technology illegal to slaves such as ourselves. Once we've got enough for everyone, we'll split up into teams. One partner will remain as a furtasian while the other takes the form of a designated politician. The two of you will then show public affection resulting in adding them to our roster. Meanwhile, a third will gain entry into the actual politicians home where they'll have sex with them to further prove they're actually into it. This will, of course, result in adding potentially hundreds of men to the household, but my slave and I agree it's a small price to pay to bring about change. That's it. That's the plan."

"I've got two questions," a panther-type furtasian woman named Cindra said. "How exactly are you getting your hands on so much illegal tech? And how are any of us going to gain entry into a politician's house, let alone convince them to have sex with us?"

"Don't worry about how we get the tech, only that we will," Allia answered. "As for recording them in their homes, that's simple. While the actual politician is on The Hill, we'll sneak in under cloak to place hidden cameras around their houses which we can control remotely."

"I can see a lot of flaws in your plan," Ryxia said as her long leopard tail wrapped around Julia's waist. "Okay, even if we got our hands on the required tech to pull this off, sure, we could stage it to make it look like they're screwing us in public, but what makes you think they'll have sex with us in their own homes? I'm more inclined do believe they'd sooner have us arrested."

"Because we won't be furtasian until they're balls deep inside of us," Allia answered. "And since we'll control the cameras we can just edit out the transition from human to furtasian."

"I'm imagining the tech we'll need to pull this off and please correct me if I'm wrong, but owning even a single piece of it will send us to prison for life," Salona said as she slowly wagged her tail behind her. "Trust me, I want to bring down the corrupt government just as much as you and Mistress Carolyn, but it's not worth losing what few freedoms we have to do it. I'm sorry, but I want no part in any of this."

"That's your choice to make," Carolyn said. "That goes for all of you. If you're not comfortable using tech that's only illegal because of a label the government puts on us then you're free to sit this one out, but as risky as it is, I truly believe this is our best chance of bringing about change."