A submissive is a kind of lab rat.

Every command, every punishment, every beating is an experiment with carefully controlled parameters, results analyzed to pull apart precisely what makes you tick.

Call it psychological torture if you wish, but you can't argue with results.

And obviously if the sub tries some weasel-out tactic, like "You both scare me equally" or "You both scare me in different ways," they're going to beat her together until they get a real answer out of her.

And then the one who felt slighted is still going to beat her.

Of course they have decided between the two of them in advance that there will be no hard feelings over whatever the submissive answers.

Just the one that felt slighted is going to take the submissive with her when she leaves.

And rectify that problem.

Two dommes, in a room. They bring in a submissive who servers both of them. She is nervous, clearly, and looks around but there are no tools of torture in the room. No restraints, no whips, no knives.

Just another chair.

They motion for her to sit.

And ask “which one of us scares you more?”

POV: You stumbled across the enemy Hound finishing the assassination of your superior officer.

POV: You stumbled across the enemy Hound finishing the assassination of your superior officer.

The two types of mecha are walking tank and feral war beast. All mecha fall into these two categories. Armored Cores? Feral war beast. King Crab (Battletech)? Walking tank. Fuchikoma? Despite being in a franchise with a woman who I want to turn me into a feral war beast, they're walking tanks.

I am not "people"
I am not your sanitized "normal"
I am not "hey girl"
I am not "she"
I am not "they"

I am a gods damned machine, stuck in a rotting suit of meat

Would that I could I would take the form I know I am and explain to you, in great detail, the pain you cause me by boxing me in.

Went shooting and practicing at the range.

Trying to write our own mechsplo story, and it's...*hard*. Trying to keep its writing quality and standard to that of Flowerbloom or Warhound, and it's...depressing just how lacking we are in comparison to those stories, and all the other writers.

Sleeping with its collar on like a good Hound

WITHOUT HANDLER THERE IS NO HOUND
THE HANDLER TOILED FOR THE PILOTS
THE HANDLER OF BLACK BOOTS SAVED US HOUNDS
SHE POINTED TO THE ROAD OF LIBERATION FOR THE HOUNDS
SHE LED PILOTS TOWARDS THE LIGHT

Should be out in the field. Got relegated to desk duty.

Did command *really* have to use a Hound for this shit?

Post-combat recording:

"Do you think about us?
"What happened? Where is our friend?"
"You don't have to listen!"
"Please, please just come home..."
"Where did you go??
"WHAT THE FUCK DID THEY DO TO YOU?"
"Oh stars above, guide my blade this day..."
*silence*
"Snow...? I'm sorry...for everything..."

Many look forward to spring. To many, it's a time of renewal. Of new chances, after the long dark of winter. Understandably so, it seems the mood around the base lifted some what. More supplies are coming in now, since the logi birds are able to make the flights to base.

It yearns for the winter.

Hound N81 Snow Ghost reporting.

The doctrine of the Church of Hound is as follows;

-Handler knows best
-Muzzles are required attire
-Attacking fellow hounds for dominance is encouraged
-The most dominant hound is the Wolf, which is me, lesser hounds, pups and mutts should pray to me

Good dogs read this & agree <3

Ave Canis!

I love how I am so rent-free in My mutt's head that I don't even have to lift a finger for it to start a second, *seperate* abuse cult to funnel more playthings to Me~♡