One Night Stand

This story happened a few years ago during Jaymz's time as a slave. I hope you enjoy it. D:

Violet looked around her new holding cell as she was shoved inside. Blood stains covered the cracked and dirty walls around her. The large door behind her slammed shut. She sighed, taking another look around.

"Damn... I've done it now." She grunted to herself, walking to the center of the cell. Violet was a human female, but sided w/ the furries as a smuggler to assist furries across King Frai's borders. During one of her missions, her group was caught and captured by the king's men and imprisoned for illegal smuggling. For the last two months, she had been a prisoner to King Frai, who know wants her as one of his slaves. She has just now been transported to one of King Frai's 'slave camps', where she'll be prepped for slavery before becoming a slave to the cruel king.

Violet sighed as she walked along the corners of her cell, hoping to look for a way out. The only light was a small torch inside the cell. She could hear the cries of others outside in different cells as they waited to be inhumanly prepped to become slaves. Ninety percent of slaves prepped for the king usually died of shock or massive blood loss since the surgery was so barbaric and painful. King Frai didn't care, though. He took a sick pleasure in torturing furries. It was nothing more then a sick pastime for him.

Violet stopped, shaking her head as she gave up trying to look for a way out. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw something move in the far end of the cell. She stepped in that direction, trying to focus her eyes.

"H... Hello?" She called out, slowly walking over. Her eyes now focused, she could see what it was. She wasn't alone. It was a skinny brown furry, huddled up in the feedle position laying on his side on the stone cold floor w/ his tail held tightly between his legs. Violet knelled down behind him.

"Hello?" She whispered to the terrified creature. She placed her hand on the furry, whose fur was filthy.

The furry began whimpering as he tensed his body up. He began to shake terribly, "D... Don't hurt me, please!" The furry begged as tears came down the side of his face.

Violet smiled as she began to caress his fur, "My name's Violet, and I'm not going to hurt you, I swear." She started scratching behind his big black ears, "What's your name?"

The brown furry looked up, still afraid, "J... Jaymz." His voice was shaky and broken. Violet could see that the poor thing was scared out of his mind. She continued to pet him.

"You're a cute furry." She tried starting a conversation, "Are you going to sit up so we can talk a bit?"

Jaymz turned over, slowly sitting up. His tail was still being held between his legs. He stared at the floor, shaking all over.

Violet smiled, rubbing his leg, "Wanna tell me why you're so afraid? How long have you been here?"

Jaymz looked up w/ his watery eyes. Before him sat the most beautiful human female he'd ever seen. Her eyes, a deep brown. Her hair, a fiery red. She wore a torn purple shirt and a blue sweatband around her head. Jaymz began to calm down.

"I... I haven't been here long... But the... the humans are going to prepare me to be a slave for the king tomorrow." He sobbed, wiping a tear away, "I... I don't WANT to be a slave to the king! I know I'm going to be hurt!"

Violet scratched under the dog's chin, "I understand." She let out a smile trying to calm the terrified dog, "You're... such a handsome boy... It's a shame that something like this has to happen to you."

"I don't want to be here anymore!" Jaymz cried out, "I... I want my dad! I... I want him to come and rescue me! Please..." Jaymz begged.

Violet sighed, "Don't give up hope, alright?" She started to caress Jaymz's furry face, "Tell me... What's your most favorite thing in the world?"

Jaymz thought back to his dad, but before he could answer, Violet pressed her lips to Jaymz's. Jaymz was startled at such an advancement.

He looked up at her, confused.

"After tomorrow, you'll never have a chance to do anything like this..." Violet smiled, suggesting to yiff Jaymz, "Once you're prepped... you won't be able to..."

Jaymz choked up, leaning in for another kiss. The two embraced, and stayed that way until they fell asleep....

Jaymz woke up the next morning to see that he was alone in his cell. He could overhear a few of the guards outside his prison talking to one another.

"Are any of them alive to transport to King Frai?" One of them asked.

"No." The other answered, "They all died of shock. Hopefully, we'll have better luck tonight."

Jaymz began to tear up. Violet had been taken after they'd made love and fallen asleep. She was gone.

Jaymz wiped his tear filled eyes w/ the back of his paw before noticing something by his feet. He bent down and noticed Violet's blue headband, and beside it was a letter. Jaymz picked it up:

'Don't give up hope, handsome'. Love, Violet

But Jaymz had given up hope a long time ago. He put on the blue headband, holding the letter close to his chest, knowing that Violet would be the last person he'd get to love, hold or caress. Knowing that tonight, his body would either be mutilated to serve the king's purposes or he'd die a lonely death... Knowing that no one was coming to rescue him before he was prepped...

Or were they...