Chapter 1
The queen sighs while she sits on her throne, bored out of her mind. She was a gorgeous Vulpix named Fyora who always wore a blue cape along with her diamond-studded crown. “Nothing to do... no one to execute... sigh... sometimes being a Queen can be such a drag...” Fyora mumbles to herself, laying back in her chair.
“If only there was sometime new I could try...” She mumbles again, looking around. As she looks she sees a poster up of a very beautiful Eevee, it was apparently a poster of the beauty contest held a few months ago, and she was the winner.
As Fyora stares at it, she begins to grin slyly and rubs her chin. “That’s an idea... guards!”
Three Pikachu guards quickly enter the throne room and run up to Fyora, bowing once they do. “Yes, your highness?” The front guard asks.
“See the damsel in the poster there?” Fyora asks, pointing to the poster.
The main guard turns to look and then turns back. “Yes I do your highness.
“I want you to bring her to me, by any means necessary... once you have her, put her in my den. Now go!” Fyora tells him as she snaps her fingers.
“Yes your highness,” The main guard says as he bows once more and then quickly leaves the throne room with the other two Guards following.
“Now this shall be fun... I should prepare!” Fyora tells herself as she jumps out of her throne and heads into her den, grinning mischievously.

The main Guard strolls through the town with the other two Guards, holding out the same poster seen earlier. “Excuse me sir, have you seen this woman?" The main Guard asks to a passerby
“Why, yes, she lives just down the road, about oh, six houses or so. You’ll know by that exact poster on the door,” An elderly Charmander tells him in a friendly matter.
“Thank you sir, you were much help!” The main Guard tells him as he and the other two Guards head in the direction the Charmander gave them.
They eventually reach the house they were told to find and sure enough, the exact same poster they were holding was on the door, although it looked like it was quite warped from the rain and such and the house looked more like a run-down shack.
“She’s here, you two stay here, I will get her,” The main Guard tell the other two, both nodding.
The Guard then knocks on the door and waits. It didn’t take long for a mature male Eevee to answer the door. “Um, y.. yes? May I help you?” He asks nervously.
“Hello, I am looking for your daughter, Daisy’s the name?” The Guard asks.
“Yes she lives here, what do you want with her?” The Eevee asks.
“I don’t ask questions sir, I only do as the Queen commands,” The Guard replies, stepping into the house. He looks around and sees a mature female Eevee obviously the mother, holding a baby Eevee and a younger Eevee who looked quite beautiful sitting opposite of her. Both their eyes now transfixed on the Guard.
The Guard turns to the younger Eevee and asks, “You must be Daisy?”
The Eevee slowly nods her head, a little worried.
“Well I have orders from the Queen to bring you to her. If you cooperate, you won’t be harmed,” The Guard tells her.
“Excuse me Officer but is there a problem?” The mother asks.
“No problem, the Queen just wants her, the reason is unknown to me. But I doubt it’s anything bad,” The Guard replies, trying to keep everybody calm.
“But I...” The mother begins, but is cut off by her Daughter.
“You said I won’t be harmed if I cooperate, correct?” Daisy asks.
“That is correct,” The Guard replies.
Daisy nods and turns to her Mother. “Then please Mom, let’s do as he says, I don’t want any problems...”
Her mom stares at her and then sighs. “Alright, I won’t say anything...”
“Thank you Mother,” Daisy finishes as she turns to the Guard. “I’ll come with you then.”
“Thank you for cooperating, come along then,” The Guard tells her as he heads out the door.
Daisy follows, but not before giving her mom and dad a hug and assuring them that she’ll be back as soon as possible and not to worry.
The three Guards wait for her and when she exits the small house they put her in between them and head back to the Castle, Daisy’s mom and dad watching her leave nervously.

Chapter 2
There was a knock at the door to Fyora’s main room and the main Guard then slowly creaked it open and looked inside.
Fyora saw him and jumped off her large bed, walking up to him. “So, did you get me what I asked for?”
“You’re your highness...” The Guard says the both doors swing open and Daisy stands in front of them looking somewhat nervous.
“Excellent! Tie her up and put her on my bed, ok?” Fyora tells them as she hands them some cufflinks and a gag.
“... What!?” Daisy asks, suddenly turning very nervous
“You my dear are going to become my sex slave...” Fyora tells Daisy with a large, sinister grin.
“What are you talking about?” Daisy asks, beginning to feel very scared now.
“You’ll see, now what are you waiting for? Do it already!” Fyora scowls at the Guards who jumps and get right to work. They hook the cufflinks tightly around Daisy’s ankles and tighten the gag around her mouth. They then drag her to Fyora’s bed which was one of those fancy beds with poles on each end that held up a cloth all around the bed and set her on it.
“Very good, now leave from my den, and make sure everyone knows that I no longer want to be disturbed,” Fyora commands. The guards nod and bows and quickly leave, shutting the doors behind them.
Fyora chuckles and walks over to the bed, jumping up on it. She walks up to the whimpering and struggling Eevee and sits down in front of her. She lifts her chin up to her face and asks, “Your name's Daisy right?”
Daisy looks at her but doesn’t reply, shedding a little tear.
“There’s one rule you must follow now my darling and that is to answer and obey my every question and command!” Fyora tells her, squeezing her chin in her paw painfully. “Now, again, your name is Daisy, right?”
Daisy whimpers more and nods a little, not opening her eyes.
“LOOK AT ME!!!” Fyora shouts, scaring Daisy enough to do so.
“Very good... your learning,”Fyora chuckles as she releases Daisy’s chin and leans in closer to her. “Now, from here on, you will call me only by the name as Master and you will end all sentences with ‘My Queen’. Is this understood?” Fyora asks.
Daisy looks at her through her teary eyes and nods, afraid of what might happen if she doesn’t.
“Good, now that the rules are set in place, it’s time to soften you up,” Fyora tells her as she rolls her on her back and takes out a gold-plated dildo.
Daisy goes wide-eyed and begins to struggle against the cufflinks again realizing what’s about to happen. However Fyora sits on her to keep her from moving too much and leans down, slowly rubbing the dildo against Daisy’s pussy lips, this caused her to whimper sadly.
But Fyora ignores her whimpering pleas and slowly digs in further, causing Daisy to get a little wet. “There we go...” Fyora says, running a finger along the outer rim of Daisy’s pussy and taking a small taste test. “Not only are you beautiful, but you have a very unique taste too!” Fyora explains, laughing dominantly.
Daisy closes her eyes and cries further, trying not to realize that being the Queen’s sex slave forever may be what her existence in life is for...
Fyora has fun teasing Daisy’s pussy for the next half hour or so, bringing Daisy to the brink of orgasm, but no further. “I think you’ve been properly softened up now,” Fyora says as she slowly pulls out the dildo, a layer of Daisy’s juices leaking out as it exits, causing Daisy to moan.
Fyora then jumps off the bed and goes to a nearby dresser and takes out a diamond-studded collar and leash. She jumps back onto the bed with the items and carefully snaps the collar around Daisy’s neck, then attaching it to the leather leash she was holding. “This will be proof that you’re my slave, and it’s diamond plated because I wouldn’t accept any less for a slave such as you. I care how my slaves look, you know... which is why I chose you out of anyone else in the kingdom, you should feel gratified to be the slave of such stature as mwa!” Fyora explains, patting the hair on her head like Royalty always seem to do.
Daisy wasn’t listening too much tho as she was still getting over her near-orgasm experience and trying to fight back her blush.
Suddenly, Fyora takes off Daisy’s gag and cufflinks and tosses it to the side, causing to Daisy blink and look at Fyora with a confused look.
“You know the rules... and as long as you abide by them, I won’t need this gag. Now if you have something to ask me, best do it now,” Fyora explains.
“Why are you doing this to me?” Was Daisy’s only question.
“Ahem... what did I say about doing when talking to me?” Fyora asks, putting her paws on her sides.
“... Why are you doing this to me.... my Queen?” Daisy asks again, stuttering when saying the last part as she despised it.
“Well it’s very simple. You see, as of late, I’ve been very bored, and I wanted to try something new. So, while looking at a poster of your victory in the Beauty Contest, I realized then that I had everything except one thing, a sex slave! And I knew that was something I must have! But I also needed the best! And that, my dear, is you,” Fyora explains, grinning down at her.
“But...” Daisy begins, but is cut off.
“Enough talk! It’s time for some fun...” Fyora tells her as she pulls Daisy off of the bed by the leash and to another nearby room where a bunch of strange devices were scattered around in. Fyora walked to one in particular however that has a lot of ropes connected to it and what looked like a pole with an upside down dildo on it in the middle while Daisy followed nervously and reluctantly.
Fyora placed Daisy in front of it while taking off her leash and tied two ropes tightly around Daisy’s front paws, two around her hind paws, and another around her waist. Seeing Daisy was ready, Fyora grinned slowly and began to turn a wheel-crank clockwise, which slowly lifted Daisy up in the air upside down. This caused Daisy to get scared slightly and caused her to cry out.
“Scared my pet? Good... I want you to fear me, fear keeps you in line, just like it has kept everyone in this town in line, it’s how I rule them all...” Fyora explains as she lifts Daisy up to the point where her pussy lips were just barely touching the metal dildo that was hanging from above.
Fyora stopped to examine Daisy’s position, causing her chuckle. “So how does it feel to know that I can control your mood and feelings by a simple twist of my hand?” Fyora asks her with a dominant look on her face, a paw on the wheel-crank’s handle.
Daisy’s eyes begin to tear up again and she asks, “Please just let me go my Queen....”
“Now why would I do that? The fun’s just getting started!” Fyora explains as she grins again and turns the wheel suddenly, causing the Dildo to penetrate Daisy’s pussy, making her both moan and cry out.
Fyora holds her grin as she pushes Daisy off the dildo and back on again a few times, overwhelming Daisy’s pleasure lodes and making her blush and moan madly.
“Now that’s more like it Daisy. I knew you’d enjoy it if you’d let yourself enjoy it,” Fyora mocks, knowing very well that Daisy couldn’t help how she felt at the moment.
“Please... stop...” Daisy pleads, tears running out of her eyes as she attempts to wrestle free.
“Actually, I think instead I’ll make it even more... exciting!” Fyora tells her as she turns around. “Guards!!!!”
Within seconds of her yelling it, two Pikachu guards ran into the room she was in and bowed to her. “Yes your highness?” They both ask without looking up.
“Hmm... you!” Fyora says, pointing tot he second guard.
The second Guard looks up and asks, “Me?”
“Yes, you, stay here. Meanwhile, you may leave,” Fyora, waving away the other guard who nods and leaves the vicinity.
“How would you like to have some fun?” Fyora asks the Guard.
“Um, sure?” The guard replies with a confused look.
Fyora grins and replies, “Then first, take off that silly armor!”
The Pikachu Guard blinks and does as she commands, stripping down to nothing.
“Now then,” Fyora begins as she turns to Daisy. “She’s going to give you a blowjob, you want that don’t you?”
The Pikachu looks to Daisy and then turns back to Fyora, nodding eagerly.
“Then what are you waiting for?” Fyora asks the Pikachu, raising an eyebrow.
The Pikachu blinks again and then smiles and runs over to Daisy, his member exposed from it’s sheath.
“NO!” Daisy screams, turning her head away.
Fyora then grabs the wheel, cranking it quickly, causing the dildo to penetrate her pussy once more, this time somewhat painful.
“What did I tell you about obeying? I said nothing about disobeying! Now do it!” Fyora demands, sneering at Daisy.
Daisy whimpers and cries as she reluctantly turns her head back to the Pikachu and unwillingly takes his member into her mouth, sucking gently.
The Pikachu moans in delight as Fyora slowly lowers Daisy off the dildo, but ready to penetrate her again if she resists.
Daisy struggles uselessly against the ropes as she sucks the Pikachu off, Fyora watching intently and with a look of delight in her eyes.

It didn’t take long for the horny Pikachu to climax inside Daisy’s mouth, catching her without warning and causing her cough and hack some. Once the Pikachu was done cumming, Daisy didn’t swallow but instead attempted to spit it out, but Fyora was quick to catch her. “Who said you didn’t need to swallow? You better...”
Daisy cries and does as she’s told, despising the taste and choking on most of it since she was swallowing it upside down. The rest just hands out of her lips.
“Excellent...” Fyora says as she cranks the wheel and penetrates Daisy completely on the dildo and this time locks it in place so she stays that way. Fyora then walks up to the Guard and orders, “Watch her, I’ll be back very soon...”
The Guard, still slightly dazed, nods and begins to put his armor back on.
Fyora then leaves the room and heads tot he main throne room, going to the back wall and heading down a stairway to the basement of the castle.
As she heads down, the castle smell turns into the smell of toxins from various potions and the atmosphere gets very cloggy. “Oh Wizard, I need you!” Fyora calls out as she steps into a big laboratory.
The Wizard hears her and walks out from his personal library. He was an elderly Squirtle with a very long beard and robe. “Ah Fyora, long time no see, what brings you into my den today?”
“I need you to make a potion,” Fyora requests.
“Well that’s my specialty! What do you need exactly?” The Wizard asks.
“I want a potion that will make a female become pleasured ten fold, and not even have to be pleasured for it to take affect, if you know what I mean...” Fyora requests, grinning mischievously.
“Hmm... I do, and it will be a piece of cake, hold on,” The Wizard tells her as he goes over to his table and looks thorugh his magic book. He quickly finds what he was looking for and takes out the necessary ingredients. “A pinch of Moon Stone... a drop of Lapras Blood... a sliver of Charmander Tail... mix well and...” The Wizard begins to chant some unknown words as he shakes the potion and it begins to fizzle and suddenly let’s out a small explosion with a purple cloud. He turns around with a small flask of a blue solution in his hand. “Voila! This should do it.”
He hands it to her and she grins as she looks at it. “Thank you very much, I must go now.”
“Very well, enjoy!” The Wizard tells her, waving.
She waves back and rushes back up the stairs with the flask in her mouth.
“Ah... she must have something special planned for tonight... ho ho ho...” The Wizard mumbles to himself as he goes back to his research.

Fyora got back to the room quickly, only to find the Pikachu Guard jacking off as he watched Daisy struggle and moan in her bonds.
Fyora spits the flask out into her paw and looks at the Guard. “... What are you doing?”
The Guard jumps as her voice and turns around quickly, bowing. “I was just watching her as you commanded...”
“And doing something more I see...” Fyora replies, glaring at him.
“I’m... I’m sorry your highness... it won’t happen again,” The Guard replies nervously.
“It better not... now go!” Fyora commands, pointing to the entranceway.
“The Guard nods and quickly picks up the rest of his armor and his weapon and dashes out of the room.
Fyora waits for the Guard to leave and then turns back to Daisy. “Now, where were we? Oh yeah!” Fyora says as she walks up to her, opening the flask.
She places the flask to Daisy’s lips and begins to pour it into her mouth. “Drink this...”
Daisy does as commanded, somewhat nervous as since she didn’t know what she was drinking.
Once Daisy finishes it, Fyora tosses the flask away and rubs Daisy’s chest. “So how’s my little slave doing?”
“It hurts...” Daisy replies, whimpering again.
“As well it should be,” Fyora replies, looking up at Daisy’s pussy, seeing it now totally drenched in her own juices and more slowly leaking out.
“I think you’ve been pleasured enough however, it’s time for a change...” Fyora tells her as she grabs the wheel-crank and slowly lowers Daisy, making her moan one last time as the dildo leaves her pussy. Daisy is eventually set back on the ground, sighing with relief as she is.
Fyora then walks over and unties Daisy from the hopes, then snaps the leash back on. Fyora then takes Daisy back into her bedroom and hops up on her bed, forcing Daisy to follow.
Fyora lays down and pulls Daisy up to her face, “You’ve been very cooperative so far slave, I’m proud to see that you have realized that I am the one in control here and will always be...”
Daisy only shudders, a very strange and strong sensation building in her pussy and she couldn’t figure out why.
“Ah it seems the potion is taking effect... heh heh,” Fyora tells her, laughing sinister-like.
“Uh!?” Daisy squeaks.
“The liquid I gave you, it’ll make you very horny without even needing to be pleasured first,” Fyora explains, grinning.
“But... why my Queen?” Daisy asks, shivering more from the pleasure buildup.
“Because I enjoy it, why else have I done everything else thus far? Your not here to be pleased... you’re here to please me, and that’s all that’s important!” Fyora explains, grabbing a large-sized cork from nearby and ordering Daisy to turn around. She obeys again and Fyora then slowly twists the cork into Daisy’s pussy, making sure it’s nice and tight. Daisy whimpers and moans as the cork enters, Fyora then says, “This will make sure that you don’t pleasure yourself while the solution takes affect.”
Daisy cringes and cowers before Fyora, trying her best not to cry again.
“Now then, after all this, I’m quite horny myself, and I believe it’s time for me to get off... and you my pet are going to be the one to do that!”
“Wh... what do you want me to do my Queen?” Daisy asks nervously.
“Lay on your back...” Fyora commands.
Daisy slowly rolls onto her back, nervously wondering what will happen next.
Fyora then climbs on top of Daisy and turns around so her own pussy is facing Daisy’s mouth.
“Your going to eat me out, that’s what your going to do...” Fyora tells her, grinning.
Daisy gasps but before she could say anything, Fyora’s wet pussy lips were connecting with Daisy’s lips.
“Now, get to work slave!” Fyora commands, tugging on her leash.
Daisy begins to cry once more, seeing no way out of it and does so, slowly rubbing her tongue up and down Fyora’s bulb.
“Oooohhhh yeah that’s it... Mmmm...” Fyora moans as she bites her lower lip, rubbing her pussy into Daisy’s face somewhat.
Daisy whimpers not able to do much more than to please her master. She could feel Fyora’s wetness enter her mouth, the taste was strong and tangy, making her cough a little. What’s worse was that her own pussy felt like she was being fucked three times at once, and was still building up which also caused her to moan and twitch.
“That’s right, I knew you’d like it. Now stop fooling around and get inside already!” Fyora orders, continuing to rub her pussy lips over Daisy’s mouth.
Daisy shudders and does so, as she penetrates Fyora with her tongue, it causes Fyora to moan out even more. Meanwhile, Daisy wanted to finger herself just to get the pleasure to stop inside of her, but her front paws her kind of incapacitated and so she tried to use her tail instead, but the cork inside her stopped her short, causing Daisy to sob both sadly and frustratingly.
Fyora breathes heavily as her pleasure quickly builds up, she’s been wanting this all day. “More, Daisy, more!” Fyora demands, moaning out loud.
Daisy obeys and digs her tongue in even deeper, Fyora’s juices drenching Daisy’s tongue as she does. She coughs more as it enters her mouth, not being able to go anywhere else but down her throat.
“Ooohhh... any moment now...” Fyora says as her whole body shudders in delight.
Daisy was twitching and moaning like mad now, she felt like she would go over the edge now from all the pleasure, yet, it didn’t seem to go any further than that. Due to it, it was making her hard to concentrate properly.
“I feel you slowing down... you DON’T do that!!!” Fyora hisses as she pulls on Daisy’s collar painfully, feeling too close to release to have her slow down now.
Daisy gags as the collar begins to choke her and whimpers, beginning to slurp on Fyora’s pussy at best she can considering she feels as if she’s gonna pass out from the extremely pleasureful feeling inside her pussy.
“That’s more like it... ooohhh here we go....” Fyora moans as she clenches Daisy’s hind paws tightly and moans out as her orgasm hits like a volcano and spilled her pussy juices all over Daisy’s face.
Daisy was hit by surprise as Fyora’s juices began to flood her mouth and made her cough and choke madly on it as she tried to swallow it, the rest either sticking to her fur or spilling onto the bed.
Once Fyora was finished with her blissful orgasm, she fells over on her back onto the bed, catching her breath. “You are indeed good my slave, remind me make you do this more often!” Fyora says, slowly turning back onto her stomach.
But Daisy was shuddering, blushing, and sobbing too much to care, the pleasure inside her was getting tot he point where she couldn’t take it anymore. “Please... make it stop Master...” Daisy pleads, clenching the bed covers tightly.
“Oh, you want it to stop?” Fyora asks, chuckling delightfully as she watched her plead.
“Yes... please...” Daisy pleads more, her tears flowing without control now.
“Very well...” Fyora says, pulling a lever nearby which causes something to slowly descend from the ceiling.
Daisy watches as a giant, wooden claw-like mechanism appears in front of them.
“Wh... what’s that?” Daisy asks, a little scared.
“You’ll see... sit up,” Fyora orders. Daisy was reluctant but did it anyways, wanting to do anything as long as it will ease the feeling inside her.
Fyora then turns a nearby wheel-crank and begins to turn it clockwise, causing the claw to slowly maneuver down to the bed around Daisy. Fyora then turns another wheel nearby and causes the claw to slowly close around Daisy’s waist. Daisy began to get nervous as it slowly got tighter and tighter to the point where it was uncomfortably squeezing her chest and front paws together.
Fyora tightens both wheels into place and walks back up to Daisy, sitting in front of her, watching Daisy struggling and whimpering uncomfortably against the claw.
“Now to get rid of this,” Fyora says as she slowly pulls the cork out of Daisy’s pussy, causing a flood of her juices and seep out at the same time down Daisy’s legs and tail.
Daisy sighs with much relief as the cork is pulled out, almost relieved enough to thank Fyora, but comes to her senses.
“Now then, I will relief your anguish in a moment, but I must get something first, so hang around!” Fyora tells her with a giggle as she leaps off the bed and heads over to the doorway.
Daisy watches Fyora as she knocks on them so that the guards on the other side open it for her and tells them something. She waits for a minute or so before they Guards finally return and hand her three unidentified items. Fyora then carries them back to the bed.
“These, my dear, are called “popsicles”,” Fyora explains, holding up three thin popsicles, one green, one blue, and one red.
“P... popcycles?” Daisy asks curiously.
“They’re frozen treats that taste like a certain fruit. This green one is apple, this blue one is blueberry, and the red is cherry. It’s a discovery only my castle’s chefs would conjure up,” Fyora explains, licking the blue one.
“What are you going to do with them my Queen?” Daisy asks nervously.
“Well you said you wanted to ease the feeling inside your vagina, right? Well, these will do that for you!” Fyora explains, chuckling curiously.
“In what way my Queen?” Daisy asks, very confused.
“You’ll see... now shush!” Fyora demands as she takes the blue popsicle into her other paw and slowly pushes it into Daisy’s pussy, making her shiver from the sudden, cold touch it gave her.
Fyora grins as she twists it inside Daisy so that only it’s stick portion stuck out. “There, now give it a few minutes and it should eventually make the way your feeling inside a very weak and insignificant feeling.”
“It’s so cold... isn’t there an easier way my Queen?” Daisy says, still shivering.
“It’s supposed to be! And no, there isn’t. At least, no way that I won’t enjoy as well,” Fyora shouts, chuckling once more. She then takes the green popsicle and shoves it slowly up Daisy’s tailhole, only managing to get the popsicle halfway in.
Daisy squeals in the pain and sudden chill now also attacked her tailhole. “What is that one for my Queen?” Daisy asks, whimpering a little.
“That one’s simply for my delight,” Fyora replies, standing up on her hind paws.
“But...” Daisy begins, but her mouth is suddenly filled with the last popsicle. Daisy protests but couldn’t really do anything as Fyora slowly pushed it in the point where Daisy gagged and then pulled it out a little, getting half of this popsicle into her mouth as well. Fyora then took out a leather strap and tied it around the stick end of the popsicle in Daisy’s mouth and snapped it round her head so that she couldn’t spit it out.
Daisy protests further and struggles to get it out, along with the others as the coldness was really starting to hurt.
“That one is for two things, to keep you quiet for the rest of the night, and to give you something to drink, as I know you must be parched now,” Fyora explains as she steps back to the wheel-cranks and turns one so that the claw lifts Daisy into the air about two feet off the ground in front of the bed.
Daisy struggles in the claws grip but it was much too tight for her to have any hopes of getting loose.
Fyora yawns and claps for the Guards who came in almost immediately, bowing in front of her. “Put the fire out and then lock the doors for the night.”
The Guards nod and use some long pole’s to put out each candle in the giant chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Once they do, they both bow and bid Fyora a good night and then leave the room, closing and locking the doors behind them.
Fyora slowly takes off her cape and crown and sets them on the table next to her bed. “Good night Daisy, sleep tight...” Fyora tells her with another giggle. “I sly me...” Fyora then blows out the two large candles on both sides of her bed and slides under her bed covers, closing her eyes to sleep.
As the room turns pitch black, Daisy’s sobs and whines were the only thing left being heard as that’s all she could do now. Her whole both felt like it was on ice and it was both painful and irritating to her skin.
Fyora grumbles and a sound of a wheel being turned is heard next. Suddenly the claw begins to squeeze Daisy more. “Stop whining, I don’t want to hear ANY noise from you, understand?”
Daisy shuts up almost immediately as she gasps for air. “That’s more like it...” Fyora says as she turns the wheel again and the claw retracts back to it’s original tightness, giving Daisy breathing room again.
As Fyora slowly fell asleep, Daisy was trying to sleep herself so that she could get everything that has happened to her thus far off her mind and make the pain and anguish go away, but the discomfort made it too difficult to. In the end however, the freezing touch of the popsicles eventually knocked her out into a sleeping state for the rest of the night.

Chapter 3
The next morning, Fyora was the first to awake. She yawned and rubbed her eyes so that they would focus better. When her eyes finally focus clearly, she looks up at Daisy who looked quite cute when she was sleeping. The three popsicles had almost completely melted, proof of that was due to all the popsicle juice dropping from the tip of the popsicle sticks and drenching her fur, including a small layer of drool on her lips.
Fyora smirks as she lights up both candles on the side of her bed and then slowly puts her crown and cape back on. After she adjusted her crown and cape properly, she steps over to the two wheel-cranks and turns the one to lower the claw, laying Daisy gently on the bed. Daisy however just mumbled a little and twitched very slightly, apparently still very tired.
“Wakey wakey!” Fyora says as she takes out a feather and tickles the bottom of Daisy’s feet.
Daisy jumps a little and twitches her legs opening one eye tiredly.
Fyora grinned at her as she said, “I hope you slept well? I wouldn’t want my slave to not be able to function properly due to lack of sleep..”
Daisy just mumbles something weakly and coughs a little. The popsicle that was in her mouth may have mostly melted away now, but she was still to weak to speak clearly.
Fyora grinned once more as she slowly pulls the popsicle sticks out of her pussy and tailhole and set them to the side. She then took the leather strap off from around Daisy’s head and pulled the popsicle stick in her mouth out, drenched in saliva as she did..
Daisy’s tongue hanged out as the popsicle stick exited her mouth, she squirmed a bit from the relief and mumbled, “Thank you...”
Fyora looked up at her with surprise and then chuckled, but not saying anything.
Fyora disposed of the popsicle sticks and then turned back tot he wheel-cranks, turning the other so that the claw slowly detracted from Daisy’s body, causing her to collapse on the bed as it did.
Fyora steps up to her and grabs her leash, leaning down in front of her. “I’m sure after that you REALLY need to go, eh?”
Daisy looked up at her suddenly with at first a confused look, but then understood and nodded.
“Very well, come along then!” Fyora tells her as she drags her off the bed and into another room nearby, Daisy struggling to keep up.

After both of them got done doing their “business”, Daisy got cleaned off, and Fyora groomed her fur somewhat, Fyora headed back onto the bed with Daisy.
“So, what’s my slave feel like doing today?” Fyora asks somewhat teasingly, knowing she most likely won’t care how she answers.
“I’m f... f... freezing, Master...” Daisy replies while shivering wildly, now feeling the popsicles long-term affects.
“Oh? Well we should warm you up some then, shouldn’t we?” Fyora suggests.
“Oh p... please d... do...” Daisy pleads, whimpering a little.
“Heh heh... very well, get on your back...” Fyora commands, her laugh not sounding like a comforting one. However Daisy does it anyways.
Fyora then pulls out some cufflinks form nearby and snaps one end onto one of Daisy’s front paws, wrapping it around one of the bed poles and then snapping the other end of the cufflink on Daisy’s other front paw.
Daisy whimpers a little as she struggles against the chains, looking at Fyora little worried and scared.
“What? You agreed to let me warm you up, so that’s what I’m going to do! Just, I have something different in mind...” Fyora tells her as a sudden, sadistic grin spreads on her face. Fyora then walks over to the candle on the tablestand to the right of her bed and brings it back over to Daisy.
Daisy stares at it with fear as Fyora leans over her. “Now then, they may hurt a little... oh what am I saying? It will hurt a lot!” Fyora chuckles evil-like as she slowly tips the candle down toward Daisy’s nipples, having a few drops of hot candle wax spatter on them.
Daisy screams out from the sudden burn on her nipples and begins to struggle frantically, kicking Fyora in the side as she does accidentally.
“Grrr...” Fyora growls and grabs Daisy’s legs fiercely. “Kick me again and you will regret it dearly, understand!?” Fyora shouts at Daisy, scaring her tot he point of making her begin to cry.
Fyora sees she got her point across and lets go of Daisy’s legs, holding up the candle again and pouring yet a few more drops onto Daisy’s nipples.
Daisy screams out in further pain as the burning sensation increases on her sensitive nipples, causing her tears to flow quicker with each drop.
Fyora watches her squirm with utter enjoyment, ready to pour even more of the hot wax onto her. But before she could, a Guard comes bursting through the doors. “Your highness, there is a person here to see you!” The Guard tells her.
Fyora mumbles to herself and then turns to the Guard. “I thought I said I didn’t want to be BOTHERED!!!”
“I know your highness and forgive me, but he says he won’t leave until he can speak to you, and says he has a proposition for you,” The Guard explains, staying bowed on the ground nervously.
Fyora ponders for a second and let’s out an annoyed sigh. She replies, “Very well, I will be there in a minute...”
The Guard nods and leaves quickly, leaving the door open this time however. Fyora turns to Daisy and looks in her teary eyes as she says, “I must take care of some business. But don’t think your gonna have a break during that time!” Fyora then walks over to the other tablestand and takes that candle back to Daisy’s location. She then pulls it out of it’s holder and shoves it quickly into Daisy’s mouth.
Daisy goes wide eyed and protests, but before she could spit it out, Fyora told her, “I wouldn’t do that if I were you, it will likely fall into your fur and burn it, and that would be much more painful than anything your feeling at the moment.”
Daisy realized that Fyora was right and thus decided against it, letting out a helpless whimper in reply.
Fyora then takes the second candle out of it’s holder and places it in between Daisy’s front paws, moving them so that they keep a good grip on it. “Don’t drop this either otherwise it will burn you too, and likely worse than the one in your mouth will!”
Daisy sheds a tear as she holds onto it tightly, the sheer look fo fear and embarrassment on her face makes Fyora laugh joyfully.
“Now then, I’ll be back very soon, don’t do anything stupid while I’m away!” Fyora tells her as she leaps off the bed and heads to the bedroom doors.
“Watch her until I get back,” Fyora orders one of the Guards at the door. The Guard nods and rushes into the bedroom as Fyora heads to her throne.
She leaps up on it and gets comfortable in it before saying, “Ok, you may let him in now!”
The two Guards at the main entranceway bow and slowly open the doors, letting in a mature male Eevee who slowly walked up in front of Fyora with his head lowered in respect.
“Speak, peasant!” Fyora commands, not wanting to waste time.
“Yes, well, your highness... I’m here to find out what happened to my daughter...” The Eevee says nervously.
Fyora raises an eye as the word “daughter”. “Daisy, is your daughter?”
“Yes, some Guards came by our house yesterday and took her, said you wanted to see her... But when she didn’t come back last night, I got very worried and headed to speak with you right away!”
“Well your daughter is fine, I have decided to let her live here in the castle!” Fyora tells him, grinning slyly.
“But... why?” The Eevee asks curiously.
“I do NOT need to explain myself to someone such as yourself, peasant!” Fyora hisses from her throne.
“Y... yes your highness... forgive me...” The Eevee pleads, bowing again with fear.
“Now then, I have been told you have a preposition for me? What would that be?” Fyora questions.
“Well... I wanted to offer my services in exchange for my Daughter to come back home,” The Eevee explains, looking up again.
Fyora found this very funny and began to laugh. “What could you possibly do for me? your just a peasant...”
“I don’t care what I’d have to do, just as long as it gets my daughter back home!” The Eevee explains.
“Hmmm... I think not, your daughter is staying here. Now if that will be all...” Fyora begins but the Eevee interrupts her in a sudden outburst.
“Give me my daughter back!!!” He shouts out.
Fyora stares at him threatening like and calls for the Guards. The Guard quickly appear next to the Eevee and grab him by both front paws. Fyora then steps down from her throne and walks up tot he Eevee so that she’s face to face with him. “You never interrupt me when I am speaking... so as a punishment, you won’t even get to say good-bye to your daughter! Get him out of here!!!”
The Guards drag the Eevee out as he pleads with Fyora to let her go, but she only laughs as she watches the Guard pull the Eevee out of the throne room until the doors were closed behind them.
“Pathetic peasants...” Fyora mumbles and shakes her head as she turns to a Guard nearby. “Bring a fruit basket into my bedroom immediately!”
“Yes my Queen,” The Guard says as he runs off somewhere.
Fyora then heads back into her bedroom. As she enters, she tells the Guard that was watching Daisy for her to leave and then jumps back on the bed, seeing Daisy struggling hard to keep the candles upright as the candle wax dripping down and burning her paws and lips.
“It seems you were having more fun than I was while I was away...” Fyora tells her. Daisy turns her head to her, hearing her voice and feeling slightly relieved that she was back.
“Hmm... I don’t know... should I remove then candles now?” Fyora asks her.
Daisy nods a little, looking at Fyora with pleading eyes.
Fyora continued to ponder, mainly just to frustrate Daisy until the Guard from earlier came in with the Fruit Basket. “Your Fruit Basket and wine, your highness...” The Guard tells her front he doorway.
“Bring it to me,” Fyora commands, not even looking at him.
The Guard does so and sets the Fruit Basket on the bed in front of Fyora and the Goblet full of Wine on the tablestand and quickly leaves the room, shutting the doors behind him.
Fyora then slowly removes the candles from Daisy’s mouth and paws using a cloth from nearby and sets them back in their candle holders. She then places them back on their tablestands and walks back up to Daisy.
Daisy breathes a sigh of relief as the candles retreat out of her paws and mouth, she prepares to say something as Fyora walks back to her but Fyora began to clean off the wax from her lips and paws before she could say it.
“It’s time to be fed, so our fun will have to wait, for now...” Fyora explains as she throws the cloth to the side, deciding to leave the wax on Daisy’s nipples alone.
Fyora then pulls out some grapes from the Fruit Basket and pulls some off, eating them first and then sliding a few into Daisy’s mouth. Daisy eats them eagerly and without any sound or sudden movement as she was afraid saying or doing anything might threaten her meal.
“You see Daisy? I do care about your health and safety... I wouldn’t be a good Master or Queen if I didn’t...” Fyora explains as she munches on a Pear next, feeding some to Daisy as well.
Daisy doesn’t reply and continues to eagerly eat what Fyora gives her, after all this, she was famished!
Once the Pear was finished, Fyora then took out a banana and peeled it, sticking the end into Daisy’s mouth. “Heh... this is giving me ideas...” Fyora says with a grin.
Daisy blushes and gulps a little as she munches on the Banana, having a good idea what she means.
Once the banana was finished, Fyora felt full so put the Fruit Basket to the side, despite if Daisy was full or not.
Fyora then took a Goblet from her right tablestand and drank some of the wine first , being sure to give Daisy some too.
“You see, it’s a custom to always have the Queen eat and drink before anyone else does...” Fyora explains as she finishes off the rest of the Wine and then tosses the Goblet to the floor.
“Ok, feeding time is over, now playtime begins again!” Fyora says as she unhooks the cufflinks from Daisy’s paws and puts them away, pulling Daisy close with the leash.
Daisy yelps a little as she’s pulled up to Fyora, shaking nervously as she thinks what Fyora has in store for her next.
“Hmmm... I know! We’ll use the spreader this time... that’s always a fun one!” Fyora says suddenly.
“Wh.. What’s the spreader my Queen?” Daisy asks nervously.
“Well, it’s a device that spreads your legs very far apart, leaving your pussy fully exposed. I’m sure in that position I could get a lot of things stuffed inside you...” Fyora explains, grinning at the thought.
Daisy gasps and then begins to sob into her paws. “Please just let me go!!!” Daisy pleads, not wanting to hold anything back anymore.
“Oh but that’s impossible, for you see, your going to be here for a very long time. So get used to it!” Fyora suggests, laughing all evil-like.
But she didn’t laugh long before another Guard yet again runs into the room. “Your highness!!!” He shouts out.
“WHAT IS IT THIS TIME!?”Fyora shouts out, very tired of the constant interruptions.
The Guard jumps at the shrill tone of her voice and bows down as he explains. “A woman is here to see you now, she says it’s urgent and a matter of life or death!”
“Oh? Who’s life?’ Fyora asks back.
“Her life,” The Guard replies.
“Sigh... very well... As a Queen it’s my duty to listen to such people, even if I despise it so...” Fyora says as she pulls Daisy down off the bed and ties her leash to the bedpost. She then heads out of the room as Daisy tries uselessly to pull herself free.

Fyora walks out and sits back on her throne, motioning for the Guards to let her in. They do so in as they do, in steps a female Eevee who was walking on both hind paws and a cane. Looking at her made even Fyora feel slightly sorry for she looked like she was gravely ill and helpless. Not only that but the look on her face made it seem like every step she took felt like someone was stabbing a knife into her back. The woman struggled to get up in front of Fyora and when she did, she bowed to her.
“Can I help you?” Fyora asks calmly.
“Yes, I am the wife of the Eevee that was in here earlier. I followed him knowing that he’s not the best negotiator... and he has a tendency to have sudden outbursts of anger...” The Eevee explains.
“I noticed...” Fyora tells her.
“But I’m not her to negotiate, I’m here to tell you instead about my family, and why we want are daughter back so desperately.
“Since I can see how hard it was for you to come here, I will listen... but make it quick!” Fyora tells her.
“Thank you your highness,” The Eevee says as she clears her throat. “My husband had a good job when we married and we were once living large. However, a few years after Daisy was born, I got struck with a very painful and hindering disease... the named is not important as much as what it did to me... I could no longer walk normally, sleep normally, and do anything a housewife was supposed to do. Without my ability to function normally, my husband had to do all my work for me, including taking care of me and the rest of the family. Eventually, the stress of work and taking care of the family all by himself got to him and he made the only choice he could make, quitting his job so that he could better serve the rest of the family. So we moved out into a really cheap shack and my husband got a job selling the fabrics I made. However, it wasn’t going to be enough to keep us going and we slowly got poorer and poorer until we could barely afford a good meal anymore, what’s worse was that I had another child on the way. It wasn’t until a few years ago that Daisy got old enough to help the rest of us out. She tried her hardest to keep me and the rest of us happy, but she was still much to young to get a proper job. It wasn’t until she heard of the Beauty Contest that she knew what she needed to do to give all of us the break we needed. So she spent all the time she could to make herself as beautiful as ever and when it came time for the Beauty Contest, she won by only 12 votes, giving her enough prize money to keep all of us fed from then on and to give me some relief from my pain. So you see you Highness, without her, I probably wouldn’t be alive today... let alone be in less pain than I used to be in. Which is why I ask you, no, I beg of you, to give us out daughter back! Without her, we won’t be able to survive...”
Fyora listens to her story intently and contemplates on it for a few minutes. Once she was done, she got out of her throne and said, “... I’ll be right back...”
Fyora then walked back into her bedroom and walked back up to Daisy who, seeing her walk back up to her, began to whimper and shiver in fear again.
But Fyora didn’t have the same look on her face as before as untied her leash. She then did something unexpected and took her collar off from around her neck.
Daisy blinked, not sure as to what was happening and looked at Fyora with a confused look.
“Come with me...” Fyora tells her as she heads to the door.
Daisy doesn’t move at first, but once she sees what direction Fyora was heading, she decided to follow.
Fyora then walks back out and steps to the side as Daisy steps out into the throne room, the first thing for her to see was her mother.
“Daisy!!!” Her mother cries out as she holds her arms out to her.
Daisy gasps and her whole face suddenly lights up as she runs at her mother and then hugs her in a warm embrace.
Fyora watches the two, making her smile some due to it for the first time in a long time.
“Why are you here?” Daisy asks her mother with teary eyes.
“To bring her home, if Fyora allows it...” Daisy’s mother replies with teary eyes too, looking at Fyora.
Fyora then walks up to her throne and sits in it, turning to the two. “Yes, you are free to go Daisy. You mother made me realize that there is one thing I can never have or take away from your family, and that is love...”
Daisy cries more as she says, “Th... thank you... my Queen...”
“Please, call me, Fyora... Now go, and try to be as happy as you can...” Fyora says.
They both nod as they give one last word of thanks and good-byes and head out of the castle together.
Fyora watches them leave until they were out of view and sighed, slumping down in her chair.
“Now what am I going to do...” She mumbles, looking around.
As she looks at the Guards, she suddenly gets an idea and grins as she shouts to a Pikachu Guard nearby, “Hey you!”
“M... me your Highness?” The Guard she was pointing to asks.
“Yes, you, follow me...” Fyora commands as she heads into her bedroom.
The Guard follows right behind her into her bedroom where Fyora jumps onto her bed and motions for the Guard to get on the bed as well.
“Take your armor off...” Fyora commands as he leaps on the bed.
The Guard does so, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Fyora grins and then turns around and lifts her tail up, “Now get over here and fuck me... and that’s an order!”
The Guard blinks and blushes, but doesn’t waste any time on doing so. He slowly pushes his member into Fyora’s pussy lips, making Fyora moan and clench the bed covers.
“Ooohhh, why didn’t I think of this before?” Fyora asks herself with a moan as the Pikachu begins to pump in and out of her.

“And that, is the first ever recording of domination in my family line,” A female Vulpix named Thyassa says as she closes a book and sets to the side. She looks up with a grin at two male Charmander’s tied and gagged tightly down into chairs.
She grabs a cape that looked just like that of Fyora’s and put on a gold-plated Crown with fake pearls in it, pulling out a whip.
“Now that you know what started my calling in life, it’s time for you to experience what Daisy did back then!” Thyassa says, snapping her whip on the ground, making both Charmanders shudder with fear.
“I know I may not be royalty like my ancestors were. Heck, I have no royal blood in my at all! But, I will still teach you two to call me your Queen!” Thyassa tells them both as she laughs dominantly. “This will be fun...” She says in her mind and walks up to them.

THE END

Author Comments: O_O!!!!!!!!!! It’s done! *faints* I’ve never wrote so much before! Well I sure hope you enjoyed it! ^_^ The motivation and idea for this lemon came from Psyborg’s art, so do give him a thank you if or when you see him. Well, I’m exhausted, and in more ways than one! So I’ll see YOU later. =) - DarkJester