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“You won’t get ANYTHING from me, weed! Free Terra!” Sadie shouted, wriggling in the vines that held her in place. Edel sighed, looking down at the little creature with soft but still narrowed eyes. It had been three days of this now, constant thrashing, fighting, cursing. This time had been the worst outburst, stealing a knife to stab her core. The attack was, of course, laughably ineffective; but Edel was starting to tire of this game they were playing.
“Little one…” Edel sighed and curled a vine underneath her mask. “I really don’t know what you expect to happen here.” She regarded the little Terran in front of her. She was truly adorable, with short cropped auburn hair and a stocky frame. Her companion dress used a white and green color scheme to compliment Edel, with interlocking vine iconography lined down the sides. Her enraged expression caused her nose to wrinkle in the cutest possible way, and the creasing of her brow created the picture of an annoyed little puppy. Truly precious.
Sadie, for her part, just kept thrashing and glaring at the Affini, refusing to respond. Edel’s form sagged, her green powdery flowers curling into buds as her vines drooped to the floor. She was trying to be nice, trying to be respectful. Ever since taking her off of that horrible feralist vessel, she had wanted nothing more than for her terran to turn around and beg to be her pet.
Oh the fantasies Edel had! Her little one stepping out from a class-A infused bath and finally breaking. Begging into her vines to be domesticated and feel that pleasure forever. Or, it would be lovely for her to come home to a pet that had broken herself! The pain of being apart from her soon to be Mistress stripping Sadie of all willpower to keep fighting.
Of course, that didn’t seem to be happening. Sadie was just as much a feralist as she had always been. Edel wanted to wait it out, she knew it would be all the sweeter if she did. But to be frank, she didn’t have the patience. She wanted her cute pet NOW. And if trying to be all romantic about it wasn’t working, then it was time to break out the “big guts”, as Terrans were so fond of saying.
Edel fixed her four eyes on the floret, the hammered metal surface of her eyes swirling with an orange color. Sadie tried her best to look away from the wells of hypnotic influence, thrashing about in a futile attempt to resist. She was quickly tied down even tighter by vines and forced to look deep into Edel’s eyes. If Sadie wasn’t going to play nice, she wasn’t going to either.
“So petal, let me tell you how it's going to be from now on. Up until now, I haven’t used many xenodrugs because I wanted to see you bloom on your own.” Edel giggled softly. “I see now that was a silly idea. A pet like you needs to be kept on a short leash, hmmm?”
“F-fuck… you…” Sadie mumbled under her breath, her mouth agape and slightly drooling. Edel cooed at her, petting Sadie on the head softly despite her quiet murmurs of protest.
“Awww, look at you! I think I like you a fair bit better this way.” Edel clapped her hands together, and stretched out an injector dripping with a viscous fluid. She placed it against Sadie’s neck, slowly dragging it across her skin. Edel’s vines shuttered with satisfaction. Yes, this was what she was missing.
“I have a fun little drug in here that I think the both of us will enjoy,” Edel said with glee in her voice. “So here are the rules, little one. For every time you act up, or try to rebel, I’ll increase how much of this class-J you have in your system!”
Sadie’s eyes widened and she shook her head a little. “N-no… don’t… you dare… you fucking weed…” Edel’s smile only grew wider, looking down at the vulnerable little thing sitting before her.
“You’re soooo~ cute! Little ferals like you, who thought you had a chance at resisting, when in reality your Affini has just been playing nice.” Edel leaned in right next to Sadie’s ear, wrapping her up entirely in vines before injecting all of the xenodrug into her. “It will be so fun to see you break, darling.”
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Sadie sat in her plush bed, her eyes adjusting to the light levels of the hab. The room was an insultingly cutesy affair, pink walls complimented by stuffed animals and cosy pillows strewn throughout the room. Her pet bed, situated in the corner, was undeniably much more comfortable than her accommodations aboard the Raging Hammer. The only problem was that it was insanely insulting. The room in its entirety was clearly designed for her existence as a pet first and foremost. Not that it was at all surprising.
She thought back to last night. Ugh, what a failure it had been. Sadie knew it was a long shot. After all, even the mightiest weapons of the Accord had failed to kill a single Affini in the field of battle. So a knife was never going to work, she knew that. But of course, she let her fucking pride and anger get in the way of practicality, and now that damnable drug was in her system.
Already, her skin was much more sensitive, and her thoughts cloudier. To make matters worse, Sadie knew this was only the start. Images of the class-J cafes so many of her comrades ended up in flashed before her eyes. Hardened military men she had fought alongside, reduced to husks pretending to be cats for their oppressors' amusement.
If Sadie was to keep any part of herself, she needed to escape fast.
That being said, it was really hard to convince herself to leave her bed. She wasn’t sure if it was the drugs, or the exhaustion she put herself in fretting over the plan yesterday, but stars was she comfy. The sheets glided against her skin wonderfully, the mattress under her felt softer than a mythical fluffy white cloud, and the plushies surrounding her just felt… right. Sadie wanted to do nothing more than to lay back down and wait for Edel.
No! This was clearly just the influence of the concoction in her veins. She wasn’t some cuddly pet! She was a Free Terran, and she could get out of bed on her own starsdammit! Gathering her willpower, and ignoring the divine feeling of her blanket sliding down her arm, Sadie pushed herself out of the pet bed. Standing up proved to be a bit more of an issue then she assumed. Her legs felt shaky and her brain fogged up a bit more from the exertion.
Stars, her companion dress felt so good draped across her body. I-it probably wouldn’t matter if she just stood there for a second to take in the sensations of the air shifting around her, right?
To just… wait for Mistress…
…like a good little pet…
…
…No.
Sadie raised up her arm and slapped herself across the face. She wasn’t going to let this fertilizer munching sadist taint her thoughts! It was time to fucking focus. First things first, she had to deal with her disgusting outfit. Sadie wasn’t one to disparage any form of dress, she’d had to endure enough of that throughout her life, but “floret fashion” was both garish and demeaning. Her old uniform may have been scratchy and unpleasant, but at least it was real clothes.
Staggering out of her room, Sadie entered the main hallway. Edel’s hab was actually generally subdued, making tasteful use of wood carving and stonework to create a very cosy woodland cabin aesthetic. Edel made sure to prominently display beautiful artwork of wondrous vistas and forests. It was a home that would make anyone from the Accord think “Oh shit, this person is rich as fuck.” That only made Sadie even more annoyed. Edel clearly had the design chops to give her a respectable room, and she had chosen not to.
Bracing against the wooden wall as she walked towards the living room, Sadie had to suppress the urge to rub her shoulder into the wall like some little kitten. Any sensation felt like it would cause her to fall to her feet and whimper. Even so, Sadie wouldn’t falter. She had a mission to complete.
Walking out into the main room, she surveyed her surroundings. Like the rest of the hab, it went hard into the cozy woodland aesthetic. The furniture was made out of beautifully interwoven branches, with large comfortable leaves used for cushioning. In the middle of the living room was a digital fireplace underneath a tv seemingly overgrown with vines. Most importantly however, this room held her destination.
Finally, Sadie made it over to the main compiler. From here, she could access actual respectable clothing. One problem: Sadie had no idea how to operate a compiler. It didn’t even look like a piece of machinery with a real interface, simply being a cleverly concealed hatch in the wall. She only even knew it was there because she had seen Edel open it by asking the hab to compile something. Obviously that wouldn’t work for her, because then the weed would find out about her activities.
Sadie stared at the wall for a few minutes, trying to discern if there was any kind of hidden interface. She was startled out of her investigation by a voice coming from behind her, and a vine tapping her shoulder.
“You’ve been staring at the wall for a while there, petal~! May I ask what you’re up to?” An icy feeling consumed Sadie as she turned around, preparing a defiant response. However, as she looked up at Edel, there was only one thing Sadie could think about.
Stars, she’s beautiful.
Sadie needed to look away, needed to get away. But it was sooo hard. Her mask was a rich deep mahogany color, accented by her vines curled into decorative patterns around the outside. The flowers that covered her body had bright yellow centers that just drew her deeper down into Edel’s control. Sadie’s eyes started to dull slightly as her mind started to wander towards the twisting vines that made up Edel’s entire body. Her skin was still so sensitive, crying out for any kind of touch, and those vines looked so comfortable…
“Oh my! I can already see the change in behavior.” Edel smiled down at Sadie, and raised a vine to pet her head. It was everything she had wanted but… She had to resist. Edel was intent on making her a pet! A PET! She couldn’t just stand here and take it! Quickly,
Sadie ducked her head away from the oncoming vine.
“Starsdammit you f-fucking weed! Get this drug o-out of my system already!” Sadie would have looked up at her captor in defiance, if it wasn’t for those hypnotic eyes. She looked towards the ground instead, which made her feel less like a brave rebel and more like a child throwing a tantrum. Her defiance was undercut slightly more by the emotion she could somehow feel radiating off of Edel. Hunger.
“Awww, is someone a little angry this morning? I understand, new drugs can be very, very overwhelming. That's especially true for pets who are being ramped up on class-Js.”
Edel quickly wrapped her vines around Sadie’s hands and legs, pinning her to the wall. Another snaked out and petted her on the head, making her moan in unadulterated pleasure. She wanted to resist, but with the vines rubbing against her skin that just… didn’t seem like such a good idea anymore. Why was she resisting her Mistress Edel again? It was getting harder to remember.
“But while I do understand you may be a bit overwhelmed, that's no excuse for all this defiance petal.” Edel tutted playfully. “I’m afraid I will have to invoke last night's little agreement.”
Brandishing a vine tipped with a needle, Sadie closed her eyes to brace for the inevitable. This time, Edel didn’t try to be romantic about it. She simply slammed the injector into the side of Sadie’s neck, pumping a much larger dose of class-J straight into her bloodstream.
Immediately, pleasure shot through her entire body. It was like someone had poured pure euphoria into her veins, making her shutter and writhe within Edel’s vines. Every single nerve in her body was on fire for a brief moment, before a sense of total serenity and relaxation overcame her. It took all of Sadie’s willpower to not go totally limp and start begging her Mistress Edel for pets.
“Sooo m-mush…” Sadie panted, barely able to get out words. “H-howww musch diiid y-you giive meeeeeeeeeeee...”
“Normally, the second dose would be much lighter than this. But, well, I just couldn’t resist! Even on that low of a dose you were already so cuuute!!!” Edel giggled softly, booping Sadie on the nose. “And to be honest, you needed a bit more of a push before you would really start to relax~.”
Edel turned Sadie’s head to look up into her four eyes. The hypnotic patterns took away the few remaining thoughts in Sadie’s head as she began to drool and giggle slightly. Maybe Edel Mistress was right. She could continue resisting later, for now, all she had to do was sit back and relax...
Yeah. That sounded nice...
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The next few hours were a blur to Sadie. Things most certainly happened to her, that much she was sure of. A cooing Edelwiss feeding her bites of some delicious meal. Being lowered into an amazing bath and moaning away as vines caressed every inch of her skin. Settling down onto the couch and cuddling with some random show on the TV. But none of this really meant anything to Sadie. They were just combinations of sensations and sounds that some automatic part of her brain filed away as memories.
Throughout all of this, she didn’t leave Edel for any longer than a few seconds. Not that she would have wanted to. Just being near Edel was addicting, and when you factored in the head pats? Simply divine. But now, things were different. Edel sat her down in her bed, gave her one last head pat, and fully let go of her. She whined at the indignity and tried to grasp onto Edel’s vines.
Edel clasped her hands together and looked down at her with adoration in her eyes. “Aren’t you just the cuuuutest little thing! Do you want more time with Mistress Edelwiss~?”
Sadie could barely process the words Edel was saying, but “more time” and “Mistress” in combination was the perfect combination of words to pierce through her head fog. That is, indeed, exactly what Sadie wanted more than anything else at the moment. Terran freedom be damned (not that she could even remember what that meant), she wanted head pats.
Sadie rapidly shook her head in agreement. The sensation of which made her moan and writhe around in pleasure, much to the delight of Edel. Her mask split open into an unnaturally wide grin, as she started to snake all of her vines around Sadie.
“Oh darling, if you keep acting so adorably I may just keep you like this!” Edel hummed happily as she snatched her pet off of the bed and into her arms. “In fact, I was thinking I might just ramp you up enough to get you implanted. How does that sound, pet? Would you like Mistress’s implant?”
The biorhythm imbued in her words shot through Sadie like a plasma gun round, reducing her to a gooey mess. On some primal level, she was sure that the implant was something she wasn’t supposed to want. But any of the higher brain functions needed to determine exactly why that was the case were far too suffocated with xenodrugs to actually remember them. So, she started to beg with what little ability she had left.
“Phleease... p-pleaaa.... pleaaase! Need it! I N-NEED IT!!!” Sadie panted and moaned out the words, barely able to get her mouth to form the shapes needed. Edel chuckled in response, putting her vine underneath Sadie’s chin and tilting her to look in her glowing green eyes.
“Oh petal~, how I have longed to hear you beg so sweetly! It warms my core to see a good little floret like you realize your place. Even if it took a fair amount of xenodrugs...” Edel suddenly stopped curling her vine underneath Sadie’s chin, lost in thought for a moment, before breaking out into great rumbling laughter.
“You know, pet, I thought the only game being played was between me and you. How long could you last before I inevitably break you?” Edel’s vines pet Sadie across the top of her head, milking out a few mewling moans. ”But what I didn’t realize was that there was another game being played since I took you off that ship. One between me and my own instincts. How long would it take until I gave in and just drugged you into submission?”
Sadie blinked up at her Mistress, eyes full of a type of devotion only an inordinate amount of xenodrugs could bring. Her cheeks were flushed, her companion dress creased and sweaty. She looked exactly like every other drugged up terran floret across the entirety of the protectorate.
Edelweiss brought up an injector flower and placed it against her little pet’s neck. Her eyes pulsed with a domineering purple glow, intermingling with the natural green sheen they always had. She looked down at her pet with her mask curled into a display of total controlling adoration. She looked exactly like every other Affini Mistress across the entirety of the protectorate.
"It's quite fortunate that we both lost, don’t you agree~?”