Dana was shocked and aghast. What Sirf had shown her in dreamworld the last two hours was disgusting and horrifying. She didn’t know it had been like this at the time of the ancients. Very many males back then had been sick, cruel and very ghastly. Torture, child-abuse, injustice, misery for millions of women.
“Will it be this way again?”
“I don’t know, Dana, maybe the males have healed over time on this other world there to which they flew when losing the great gender war. And not all were like this, but many.
But there is another point. The millions of Matrian women aren’t ready to acknowledge their slavery at heart. They will fight. If the male invasion happens, there will be death and destruction like never seen before since the ANCIENT GENDER WAR.
For Matria, and probably for the male world too. We MUST prevent that by readjusting the seals. This war must never be allowed to happen.”
“I see. So sad. Happiness for Matrias women so near, and so mixed with death and misery. I now understand even better why we must succeed. But maybe, later, we can contact the males and…”
“Leave this for later. And keep these thoughts to yourself. Even your friends will see you as traitress otherwise.”
“Okay. But with you I can discuss that further?”
“Sure, Dana, but not now.”
“But is our mission not a failure already? In the morning, Tashmal, Zusha and the others will be enslaved too, and I am sure they will blossom in slavery too, like any woman would.”
“I took the liberty to prevent their enslavement in the morning.”
“You freed them?”
“Well no, I managed not to get cooked. But we were lucky. There is a great slave traderess from another city in town, she wants to by the unusual evil bignoses. She has a great reputation and offers an exorbitant sum. Its already decided. I used some dreampowers to convince the governor to sell your friends to this woman. And she in turn wants to enslave them properly back in her own city in her estate.  So we have won time for the others to flee and get back here and rescue you. But I am afraid you are now legally slave, even if you would change your own mind on your status.”
“I wont. But I prefer to be Tashmals slave to remaining here in Kai-Ti.”
“I thought so. So, the mission is in jeopardy, but not a failure yet. And now back to your body for some rest till morning.”
“But Sirf..”
Her protest was of no use, Dana awakened in the leftenant chamber on the bed, free of ropes and gag, chained around the neck to a bedpost, the two young Kai-Tis sleeping left and right to her, cuddled against her.
Dana breathed deeply. She felt totally relaxed and still happy. She was still hot, but it was a soft, warm feeling of joy warming her body, not the urgent, pressing need and want of her time in freedom. It still was such a revelation how wonderful hotness was as a slave, not so desperately pressing anymore.
She felt tired and closed her eyes again, immediately lost in hot dreams, soon to be followed by refreshing sleep.

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Dana knew Tashmal had been informed about her new status by Sirf, but when she met all others in the morning on the great marketplace, they still all bound and gagged, it came as a surprise to all others.
The ex-blonde radiated joy and happiness, her bald head, the slave collar around her neck and the indention at her hip told everyone she was now a slave, and her friends made big eyes and mmpphed disbelievingly in their gags. She saw apprehension in some of those eyes too, as some knew that was in store for them too and feared they would be so totally transformed too.
But then the governor, who was present with her followers, announced the girls had been sold to a slave tradress, who came forward and announced that all would be properly enslaved only in the traders home city in her estate, to which they would be transported after their whipping.
Which was to follow. The girls, Dana excluded, were lined up and bound differently, tied to high posts with them dangling down from them, standing on their toes. They were still all heavily gagged. Nude save for boots and gloves , their naked backs were more than ready to receive a severe beating.
Naturally, they wouldn’t be whipped with a real cruel whip, but with broad slave whips, in order to hurt, humiliate and arouse, but not to seriously injure.
The whipping started on each girl simultaneously, and they all twisted under the strokes, through around their hair manes and screamed wildly into the severe gags. Dana could easily tell the were all very much aroused by the treatment. She was too by watching. She knelt beside her mistress who was in full uniform. The ex-blonde wore a collar with chain which the Kai-Ti held, her hands were bound behind her back, and she wore a red ballgag, which hotted her very much, she was drooling and groaning into the latexa ball.
There were “Ahs” and “Ohs” from the assembled large crowd at the marketplace, and Dana had to think that each of the thousands of Kai-Ti probably imagined herself what it would be like to be thusly whipped while bound and gagged. She laughed into her gag.
After the whipping, the girls were rebound like before and led, supported by numerous strokes of lashes, to a nearby closed cart, which would bring them to this other city and their enslavement. As they passed Dana, she could see all their eyes were wide and moist, their faces and bodies blossomed, there were all very much shaken by the beating and more than ready to be transformed into happy slaves. It was so obvious for Dana, she could see it with Tashmal, Zusha, Megan and every single one of her friends. So maybe they had no chance against the males in a war and it would in the end be better to lose after all? She had to discuss that matter further with Sirf. And what would Tashmal say?
But for that Tashmal and the others had to be free again. For the mission, and to prevent the war, it would be best they would escape on the journey to the traders city. But that was beyond Danas influence. She was now only a helpless slave of her petite Kai-Ti mistress, the daughter of the governor.
Tashmals and Danas eyes met, and she could see how her lover tried to get control of herself again. With visible difficulty, she succeeded and sent Dana a cold stare.
“She thought that she will not be transformed into a slave that easily.”
“Ah, Sirf, you are back. I take it you, Osh and Horsh will follow the cart in your magical fashion?”
“Yes we will.”
“I gathered it has to do with dreamworld. You are entering physically there.”
“You are right honey, but that’s something better left to con-fy-deths, not for you humans.”
“I see. Willing to discuss this slave issue further?”
“Not now, dear, there will be plenty of time later. I propose you enjoy your new status while I and the others are busy.”
“As you wish. You are a master to me too now, as you are a free person.”
“You really take this seriously, don’t you?”
“I sure do. Would you have me do it otherwise?”
“No, it’s the right thing for you. You will be happy this way, and that’s what I want for you most. You can become Tashmals fighting slae, a bond maid, that would be a good solution. Otherwise your krosa talents would be wasted. And now excuse me, will you?”
“Sure, master.”
“Oh my. Over and out.”
Dana giggled in her gag. The leftenant, her mistress, bowed down to her and said:
“I think you need a hot bath. Lets see you get it. Do you like that?”
Dana made an affirmative gag sound and nodded.
The Kai-Ti fondled a breast of her slave and said:
“Very good. You need a name. I take it, Dana was your name. I am generous, you are Dana for the time being.”
She nodded to her mistress words and watched her friends stumbling towards the cart, struggling and groaning into their tight gags.

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“You speak our language well, Dana.”
“Thank you, Applecake. I learned it by a spell.”
“Oh, I see. I take it you had full grown blonde hair. Surely mistress will have it regrown by another spell.”
“That would be nice, yes.”  
“It will surely happen soon.”
Dana and Applecake, a young Kai-Ti slave of the palace, were in the big bath, immersed to the shoulders in hot, soapy water, and Applecake was tending with soap and her soft hands to Danas flesh.
“Look over there Dana, another slave is brought. Legally, she is still a captive of our maga.”
The maga! The one responsible for their captivity, the one responsible for the skeletons rising. Slowly, Danas mind returned from its joyful slave state to the matters at hand.
The captive brought by two Kai-Ti slaves was a brown skinned woman of Jellrakalor, and she was extraordinary beautiful. Her raven black soft thick hair was waist long, her body both slender and curvaceous at the right places, and her face soft and slender, with wonderful blue painted lips draped around a large red ballgag and big, well made up dark eyes. Her body was nude save for soft blue boots and gloves,very high heeled boots, high on the thigh too, and she was bound with white rope around her body, her arms to both sides, she making fists and struggling. She was a most unwilling captive, working her large gag too, quite agitated.
She was a sight to behold and Dana stared at her, like Applecake. She was brought into the water and her long hair mane was washed by the two other slaves. Dana and the eJllrakas eyes met. The girls eyes were blazing.
“UMMPPHH! GMMMPPHH!”
“Looks like she wants to speak,” Applecake giggled.
“It seems so,” Dana agreed. So this was a captive of this evil maga. The Maga and the dreamwanderer were behind it all. If this girl played a role too? Or was her capture just a coincidence? From what Dana had learned about the world she could tell the beauty came from the easternmost jellrakian country, Shalaxashia.
After the bath, Dana and the Shalaxashia were brought over to another room, were Dana received a big breakfast. The gag of the other girl was finally removed to receive some provender too, and she started in accentuad Kai-Ti:
“I demand my immediate release. Untie me! Give me a cigarette! I want a cigarette! Now! Hurry!”
Her two wardens laughed and produced a lash. While one regagged the girl thoroughly, the other lashed her viciously. The beauty screamed wildly in her gag, her eyes bulging with pain and surprise – and arousal, as Dana could tell. She had to smile. This one would be a good slave too.
She nodded to Applecake, who obviously thought the same and turned again to her breakfast, while the lashing of the Shalaxashia continued.
Shortly she remembered thinking that slavery was bad, but she had to admit now she had been totally wrong. She felt so happy – owned and helpless. Secretly she had craved this new situation like she knew all women secretly did. That was the reason why everyone loved bondage, latexa, gags and so on. It was their lust for slavery crying out and searching other ways. It was so obvious. She had been blind. Tashmal was still blind. She HAD TO discuss this with her, once they were together again.
The brown skinned beauty was now very agitated again, her eyes wide in pain, surprise and arousal. She was struggling mightily, threwing her waist long hair about and making heavy gag sounds. It was a sight to behold, and Dana enjoyed it in full, while enjoying her breakfast too. She and Applecake smiled at each other.
The exblonde decided to do something for the mission after all:
“This is the great Magas captive? Will she enslave her fully?”
“Yes, and yes. This will be a great show, I hope we can witness it, Dana.”
“That would be nice. I am a bit afraid of this Maga. She revealed the evil truth about me and the others so easily.”
“Don’t be afraid, you were evil, but now you are a mere slave. Your evil past is behind you. I was an evil cut-throat before my enslavement four years ago. I murdered. I am very glad that I was not sentenced to death. Its due to my great hotness I am still alive.”
“I see. This Maga, she is really powerful, yes?”
“Yes, she is, we can be glad she is First Maga of the city and Maga of the governors household. Its said she is among the most powerful in our country.”
“Why is she in this city and not the capital?”
“I don’t know. Its said she is in love with our dreamwanderer. Where love is in play, strange things happen.”
“Indeed, you are right. I did my evil deeds out of love for our leadress.”
“Ahh, I understand Dana.”
“Good for all of us this evil brat will be enslaved soon too. Her name is Tashmal.”
“This must be the whiteskinned woman with the dark bob, right?”
“Yes, she is strong and evil.”
“She will soon be a mere lustful slave.”
“That fits the slut right. I love her and want the best for her.”
Both laughed. It was fun to talk this way about Tashmal. Following up on her charade, Dana added:
“Good that the skeletons wont assault the ladies of this town anymore. I am ashamed I was part of this evil sheme.”
“Its said you are a warrior. Maybe you will be used in the Arena by our mistress.”
Applecake was a personal slave of the leftenant too. She tended to her room and garments, plus the odd service in the sheets of love.
“Yes, I have some fighting skills. But I don’t like maiming and killing.”
“If Mistress decides it, you must fight, to the death if need be.”
“You are naturally right. What is in store for me next? I am finished eating. I am so full, I think the gag wont fit me anymore.”
Both laughed again. At that moment, the evil Maga and the dreamwanderer with two Kai-Ti nobles entered the place.
Dana tried not to look at them and immediately knelt like all other slaves. The captive remained sitting, and was lashed again until she hastily knelt down too.
The Maga and dreamwanderer both ignored Dana and Applecake and concentrated on the Shalaxashia.
“I hope you had a nice stay so far, my dear. It’s a bit different from your life as a noble woman in your home country. Not as – ahh, lofty hahaha.”
The Maga had good fun with the captive, who fumed with rage and mewed heavily in her gag and struggled in her ropes.
The petite dreamwanderer mouthed a cigarette, sighed deeply, her legs moving inadvertently in arousal and mumbled:
“She will make such a fine slave. When will we do the enslavement?”
“This evening I guess, “ The Maga said, lighting her lovers smoke with a small magical flame, then taking a stick of her own and lighting it too. Both Kai-Ti sighed heavily and sucked eagerly. Two more superb slaves, Dana thought wryly.
Hopefully Tashmal and the others would thwart their evil plans. Dana suspected there would be skelwtons rising again, this time not as a test, but the full blown attack. Maybe she would have to fight for her current mistress soon enough – against evil undead!
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“Game, set and match Leftenant Maia Sung.” The Umpire announced.
Danas mistress, Maia Sung, laughed and blew the losing girl a kiss. Then she came over to where Applecake and Dana knelt. The numerous onlookers applauded to Maias victory.
It had been a tight and fast tennis match, but the leftenant had emerged triumphant. Maia looked down on the kneeling Dana and said:
“I am thinking about regrowing your hair already. You had so wonderful blonde hair. What is your own wish in the matter, slave?”
“I love my hair, but its fine to be balded at the moment, mistress. It reminds me of my new status.”
“You really love to be a slave, don’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
And that was the whole truth. Although she imagined Maia kneeling beside her, bound, gagged and balded, her eyes wide and moist, she slave too. The thought hotted Dana quite a bit and she welcomed the warm, soft sensation, so different from what it had been before. She thought about Zusha, who had been a pleasure slave too. Probably she had been transformed too, but Zusha fought it back afterwards, aided by harsh, cruel treatment of her mistresses. Yes, that was probably the case. Zusha was probably afraid to be transformed again and fearing this time the transformation would stay. Poor Zusha, so hard fighting against her happiness. Most probably her harsh upbringing as one of the blood and daughter of an empress.
What about Megan? Dana thought next. She seemed still very unhappy. Surely an enslavement would free her soul too.
“What are you thinking slave?”
“I thought about my evil friends and that the enslavement will make them all happy.”
“I see. Evil women often are good slaves afterwards.”
“I see, Mistress.”
She thought that all women were good slaves afterwards and smiled inwardly. All this bondage stuff, it was so very obvious. She looked about, over the assembled Kai-Ti and imagined them all packaged on their knees, looking up at male masters. Yes, males were what was missing on Matria and in every womans life. It was so clear. There wasn’t the last word spoken with Sirf about that invasion and who should win in case of a war.
“Tonight we will witness the enslavement of the Shalaxashian captive of our Maga. This will be a great show.”
“Yes, Mistress. She will be a superb slave, I have already seen it.”
“Very good, splendid. You have a ready eye for such things I see. And afterwards, we will play in my quarter, we two alone. I am looking forward to that too…”
“I will serve eagerly, Mistress.”
“I have no doubts about that, pretty bignose…”

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“No, no, I will never declare myself slave. Oh, please, don’t stop that.”
The Shalaxashian was caressed by two Kai-Ti slaves but still resisted, laying on a cushioned table, her body twisting in the ropes, her ballgag hanging around her neck, she throwing her hair mane about and panting heavily. The assembled noble crowd in the great hall of the palace looked on with blazing eyes, there were even cries cheering the slaves on.
The governor was on her seat on the dais, the leftenant to her right, Dana kneeling beside her. The Maga and the dreamwanderer stood near the table with their beautiful captive, observing the happenings closely. Both were smoking much and Dana could tell both were very much aroused, like all women here. Even the governor was obviously hotted.
Dana was wearing again boots and gloves, in red, but nothing else. The Shalaxashian wore only boots and gloves too, while all others were in the long garments of silk with the wide sleeves.
“OOH, UGGH; don’t stop! Why have you stopped?”
“Its time for the cigarette gag.”
“What? No, I wot receive a light as a slave, I … UMMPHH, MMPPH!”
The girl received the special gag and a fresh unlit Malego cigarette in it.
“MMPPH, MMMPPH, UMMMUMMPHHH!”
“You make nice sounds, slave!” the Maga announced, and the dreamwanderer laughed.
“Shave her hair mane!”
The girl struggled wildly, but it was to no avail, her beautiful black mane was shaved, revealing a bald head. There were tears in the girls eyes, but Dana could see her body and face already blossoming.
Then she was caressed intimately again for half an hour, than lashed, than caressed again.
“You will smoke this cigarette only as a slave. By lighting up, you will declare yourself slave. Do you understand? Do you want sexual relief as a slave? Do you want to smoke as a slave?”
The girl whimpered in her cigarette gag and desperately shook her head.
“Indent her at the hip.”
“UMMPHH! MMMUMMPHH! GGGMMSCH! NNNNMMPPH! NOOMMMPHH!”
“You still whimper well, slut!”
The Shalaxashian was indented. She shuddered, blossomed even more in face and body, her eyes getting a wild, hot stare.
“Are you a slave?”
Suddenly the girl nodded and lit her cigarette at the offered flame.
“Ai!” exclaimed the dreamwanderer, and everyone laughed, Dana too.
What a pretty hot slave this girl was!
The Shalaxashian stared wide eyed about, smoking heavily, blowing out smoke through her fine, petite nose.
“A new slave has been born, we were all witnesses!” announced the governor, lighting a cigarette of her own.
Other slaves rushed in with drinks and meals on large plates. Everyone approached the cushioned table before which the new slave knelt. Dana could see her anymore.
“I am eager to have me in my room for some fun. Lets hurry!” Maia Sung said to Dana and tugged at the exblondes leash. Dana eagerly followed…
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Maia Sung had dropped her garment on a chair and had donned her tigh high black boots and long gloves. She now put on a corsage, of shiny black latex and laced it tight. She groaned in heat.
“I want you to tie me up and gag me and then sextorture me the whole night. You see how much I trust you already.”
“Yes, Mistress.”
Dana had to smile inwardly. See, Sirf, they all want it. She waited just one day before coming forth with it. She prefers being bound, gagged and fondled to dominating me. Its all so clear and easy.
The bignose did as bidden. Quickly, she tightly tied Maia, followed it up with thoroughly gagging her with a stuffing and two silk scarfs. Maia got quite hot by this, already blossoming. Dana now understood this phenom,enon which she had seen so often before with all packages she had ever seen, not to speak of experiencing it at her own body and face when packaged.
“UMMPHH! MMPPH!” made Maia Sung and struggled widly as Dana loosend the Kai Tis waist long hair. It fell down like a waterfall over Maias roped up body and arms.
Slowly, Dana started to fondle her helpless young mistress.
Suddenly, the door opened and Applecake stumbled, in her midst a bleeding, deadly looking wound.
She sighed:
“Mistress, the skeletons…” and fell to the ground.
Right behind her was a skeleton with a rusty sword…
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