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Coco's Life Chapter 3
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Coco's Life Chapter 3
"Bring her to teh judging room, I'll there in a while."  The hedgehog said with a wave of his hand.  The panther grabbed Courtney and pulled her inside the back entrance.  Courtney tried to get away, but eh panther held on strong.  He carried her to one the seven tables and forced her to lay down.  Courtney tried to kick but her legs were too small to do any damage.  The panther adjusted the straps and tied her legs down.  Courtney kept trying to get away, even when she was fully tied.  The ehdgehog came back in, a folder open in his hands.  "Alright, Courtney, four years old, practically a midget."  He closed the folder and smiled, "check her."  The panther picked up some scissors and cut the cloth over the small kittens crotch.  Courrtney turned her head away and shut her eyes.  The hedgehog stepped over and reached between her legs, spreading her wide.
"The dad she stayed int eh house alot, didn't do gymnastics or run around to much."  The panther said ina  low voice.  The hedgehog tilted his head and widened ehr alittle more.  Courtney yelped in pain, tears runnign down her cheeks.  This brought a smirk to teh hedgehogs lips.
"She'll do."
"How much should I send to Trevor?"
"None, the drunk didn'y deliver her in time.  If he comes here looking for money, you know what to do."  The hedgehog said.  "Now, get her ready and the information taken.  I want ehr branded by tomorrow morning."  He said before walking off.  The panther shrugged and undid the bindings.
"Downstairs." He said to himself, dragging her down the stairs by her hair.  Coco screamed an thrashed around.  The panther again strapped her down on another table.  Courtney screamed and thrashed around.  The panther groaned and picked up a branding iron.  The tip in the shape of a 'V'.  He came over to Courtney again and pulled up her dress a he began heating the iron.  Courtney watched in fear as the black metal slowly turned to scolding white.  "Hold still."  He said, holding the iron over her.
Courtney had only time to utter one scream before blacking out.
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The next morning
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Courtney lay in the small cage in the managers office.  Marcus had taken a slight liking to her.  She was tiny, very tiny.  Courtney had bloody guaze covering her brand wound.  She was panting softly and looking balnkly back at him, her eyes glassy.  Marcus fiddled with a pen before jotting somethin down on a note-pad.
"Are you hungry, Courtney?"  He asked politley.  Courtney continured to stare.  "It's polite to answer someones question, Courtney."  He said.  Courteny used ehr strength to turn her head away.  Marcus pursed his lips and stood up, gently picking up a bottle of peroxide.  Courteny didn't care to look as he approached her cage.  Marcus undid the lid an dheld it over Courtney, pouring a good amount on her wound.  Courtney screamed and thrashed around, only bringing herself more pain.  She forced ehrself to stop moving and clentched her teeth together, tears streaming down her face.  Marcus knelt beside the cage and smiled., "I believe I asked you a questin, Courtney, are you hungry?"  He asked again.  This time, Courtney nodded slowly.  "What would you like?"  Coco didn't respond.  "Answer me!"  Marcus yelled.  Courtney yelped and cowered.  Marcus sighed and stood up, "my apologize, you need time to adjust."  At that moment his phone rang.  Without looking he answered it, "Hello?....Ah, how are you my friend?  It's been a while!.....oh perfectly fine, I just got a new girl in last night.....no, Trevors girl, James decided to go to Fantasia.......I know, they run the place so poorly.....completely.....no, no, she's still fresh.......four years old, perfect, right?.........Really?.....Oh my, such choices, but you know you've always been fond of a good little doggy pet.........Excelent......perhaps I could borrow him fo rmy establishment?.......only kidding my friend, listen, me and my brother are thinking of getting together next week to discuss business, would you care to join?..........Stangagoes, on first street.........seven o'clock........perfect, I'll see you then, goodbye."  Marcus hung up and smiled and Courtney, "That was an old friend of mine, he used to own a place like this himself, but, he wasn't to fond of sharing his pets with anyone with money, so, he's retired, hopefully you'll be behaved enough to join us."
"...maybe..."  Courtney mummbled, she didn't even know she spoke.  Marcus smiled.
"Such a beautiful voice you have."  Marcus wondered what she would sound like moaning.
"....thank....you...."  Coco mumbled again.
"No, there are just a few rules, they are simple, do as I say, don't talk back, do anythign the CUSTOMER says, never beg to be set free, and if you try and escape, we will find you, and you will be dealt with."  Marcus slid a picture into her cage before walking off.  Courtney looked at it, it was a picture of a dead girl.  Nipples rippes off, peice of skell and scalp missing, maggots in her eyes and a branch shoved inside her.  Courtney looked away.
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Marcus is mine and so is Coco.

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male 1,115,139, female 1,004,911, cat 199,537, hedgehog 72,825, club 2,508, sold 262, buying 32
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Type: Picture/Pinup
Published: 12 years, 3 months ago
Rating: General

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nehmyncolad
12 years, 3 months ago
Sorry, but I really hope someone will bring down this place bad. I would happily offer her (him) my personal napalm bomber. Poor Coco.
Jazzminthehedgehog
12 years, 3 months ago
I know, it will be caught and shut down in about 18 years, their crafty bitches.
nehmyncolad
12 years, 3 months ago
(But at least keep the bar safe... the other things are ok to burn down! And please save bartenders with fancy moustaches too!)
Jazzminthehedgehog
12 years, 3 months ago
We shall, have no fear.
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