"Oooh yeah, don't stop!"

The commanding yell of Brene reverberated throughout the shack as her captive, a very tearful Veera, bounced unhappily on a very thick dildo below her. The latter had no idea where the Breloom had gotten it, but such thoughts were not on her mind, as those thoughts were being taken up by the painful sensation of her pussy walls being stretched to their limit with each hard, forceful descent. Tears fell from her face from the pain and humiliation, and although her walls did their best to lubricate the device, it still stung with each descent.

All the while, her captor was leaning back in a chair, comfortably. She watched the suffering eevee in front of her with sadistic glee, a contented, horny smile plastered on her face. Her legs were spread wide, her left paw working her clit while he pumped her pussy furiously with her right paw's digits. In sharp contrast to the eevee in front of her, she was clearly having the time of her life. 

Neither showed any signs of stopping. The former because she was scared if she did. The latter was enjoying the show and her own touchings way too much to stop now. The evil Breeloom huffed and puffed wantonly as her little slave cried out in a mix of pain and unwanted pleasure from each fall. 

Suddenly, the eevee slowed down a bit. She decided that now was a time to ask a question that had been on her mind for a while. But mostly as a ploy to at least catch a little break. Her slowing didn't go unnoticed by Brene. She growled at her disobedient pet.

"I didn't say you could stop."

"I'm sorry!" Veera whined "I... I just wanted to ask something. Something I've been wondering for a while..."

"Ugh, fine." She took her right paw off her clit, and twirled it in the air dismissively. She kept at it with her other paw, albeit at a slower pace. "Ask then."

"So... I've been wondering..." The Vee paused to think about how she'd formulate the question. She hardly noticed that she'd stopped completely.

"Yyyeeess?" Breene asked. "I'm getting impatient over here."

"I'm wondering... What are you going to do with me once you're..." She fumbled trying to find the words to say for a bit. But she finally found it. "Bored with me?"

"Oh... That's all? You stopped the show just for that?!" Brene groaned.

"Ummm.. yes?"

Brene rolled her eyes, and then sighed boredly.

"I dunno. The same as I usually do." Brene answered her nonchalantly. "Let you go if I feel like it, kill you and sell you for meat, or sell you off to some slavers. Probably the latter two in all honesty?"

"But... But the slave trade is dead!" Veera protested without even really thinking. "Even we dungeon dwellers know that!"

Veera quickly regretted her words, and winced instinctively, expecting reprisal for her sudden outburst. Thankfully, no such retribution came. Instead, all she got from her malefactor was a haughty scoff before she spoke.

"Wow, how naive do you have to be to believe that? Especially where you are right now." The Breloom mocked. Veera looked off to the side in shame.

"I suppose..." Brene sighed. "I can't really blame you for being so stupid though. It's not like I knew any better myself when I was a goodie two-foot guildie under ol' Sebbie's employ. I thought the same as you did, that the guild's had come together in just action and righteousness and all that crap and finally put an end to the slave trade."

She looked over to the side quick, and Veera could just for a moment swear she saw a pang of regret cross her kidnapper's face, before it returned to its previous scowl, and her eyes returned to the eevee herself.

"But then a rival guild showed me differently. A year in The Hole, and I learned just how wrong that whole notion was, and what the truth of the matter was."

Seeing that she wasn't going to get off much any more, Brene slid her paws from her crotch, and lazily wiped them off on her sides. 

"The truth, Veera, is as hard as that dildo inside your cute little puss." She said as she pointed to the object in question to emphasize the point. "Sebastian and his 'Guild Mandate' failed. Sure, it might have erased the open air slave markets, but it didn't get rid of the trade entirely. It just moved out of sight, of out mind, and everyone went quiet about it. It went underground, figuratively in some cases, but in other cases, quite literally as I found out. The hard way, I might add." She added with a growl at the end. "It was there I learned the single truth of this world."

"W... What truth is that?" Veera asked fearfully.

"It's quite simple, my little fluffy bitch." Brene answered. "In this world, it's use or be used. If you are not the one doing the using, you are the one being used. Wether it's me using you for my own amusement, or some noble asshole raping a citzen or guild member and forcing them to bear their bastard child so they can then use them as a replacement for the slaves they lost in the whole 'slave ban' thing, or some guild member using someone from another guild that dug a little too deep into their personal affairs, it matters not. At the end of the day, it's one or the other."

She got up, and Veera winced as she thought she was going to walk over her and physically hurt her. She had done such things when she wasn't happy with her, especially after her attempted escape. And it didn't seem like this conversation was making her happy in the slightest. What she did instead brought little comfort to the frightened eevee, as she meandered over to the wall where she had her wicked spiked mace in its usual place, and took it off its holster.

"Ever since I used this baby to escape..." She held the mace out at her slave, as if the connection between it and her freedom wasn't apparent enough. "I swore that I would never again allow myself to be among the used. That I would be a user. And that's that."

Veera was shaking fearfully from the implications of all of this as Brene put the mace away, and came back to her. The eevee jumped and squeaked in surprise as her captor placed her hand on her captive's shoulder firmly.

"But don't you mind any of that." She told her slave firmly. "Because the day where I grow bored of you is a looooong ways off. Believe me. It's not happening any-"

Suddenly, Veera felt herself being roughly shoved down onto the dildo, its length suddenly being jammed fully into her. She let out a surprised, painful yelp as it fully entered her. She felt the tip ram her cervix, and it felt like someone had kicked her right in the stomach. 

"-day soon!" Brene finished.

Veera sobbed, trying to keep as quiet as possible as not to upset Brene into further punishments. This seemed to please her captor more than anything, who had a contented, pleasured smile on her face upon seeing her captive's suffering at her hands.