Interlude Sophia’s new owner12
Sophia noticed a change when she felt a compulsion to leave the kennel and the field sealing her in vanished shortly after the hound had fucked her for the twelfth time. Crawling out into the corridor she found she was able to stand up and walk along the corridor feeling the dog’s cum oozing out of her cunt and down her thighs. As she walked along the corridor she observed another dozen kennel cells each holding a young human or elven woman and a large hound. At the end of the corridor was a large door. Opening the door she went into the room behind.
The contents of the room surprised her there was a bath, against the wall to the left, a door in the wall near it and against the opposite wall a staircase leading up. On entering the room she knew that she was supposed to wash which was a pleasant surprise. Walking over to the bath which was set into the floor she found some rather cheap and crude soap but the bath was at least warm and sinking into it was pleasant . Using the soap and some rough wash cloths she began to wash herself down, removing the filth of many sexual encounters and the sweat of travelling. She then submerged herself to wash the grime out of her hair. Finally her ablutions finished she climbed out of the bath and headed up the stairs, not stopping to dry herself off.
At the top of the stairs was another door which opened into a curved corridor with a door on the left, and she opened that door. The room was a large circular room with tables around the edge covered with many strange and weird objects which to her relief and surprise did not look like either sex toys or torture devices. In the middle of the room was a strange chair with a narrow back , raised arms and legboards with shackles in place where wrists, ankles and neck would be when someone was seated in the chair. It also looked like the various joints where the bits of the chair joined together could moved and rotate. She walked across the room and sat down in the chair, and the shackles locked around her holding her in the chair. As they did so the compulsion from the collar ended and for the first time since waking up she felt free to act as she wanted, however with the restraints in place there was not much she could actually do.
She sat in the chair and waited for something to happen for several minutes, long enough that looking at the blank wall in front of her was becoming extremely tedious. Then the door opened and a woman wearing plain grey robes, with scruffy blond hair entered the room, she initially ignored Sophia looking at some of the instruments on the tables around the walls.
After fiddling with the things for a few minutes the woman stopped apparently satisfied and turned to look at Sophia with a dispassionate gaze. “You are an interesting case. My measurements and the information I have confirm that you are possessed of limited bardic training but possess a very large mana reserve tied into instinctual responses to stimuli. This is a most unusual situation and I am confident that my study of you will advance thaumaturgical knowledge considerably. Unfortunately you will experience considerable discomfort and between these study sessions you will have to share accommodation with my merchandise. Today we will be developing a baseline for your recovery and response before moving on to your response to thaumaturgical stimuli in further studies. Now for the purposes of this study the slave collar is largely deactivated with only the most basic routines to prevent any attack on me or removal of the collar. It will also prevent speaking unless I need you to speak for the experiment.”
The woman then started to cast a spell, causing a scalpel to levitate up and float over to the restrained Sophia, she screamed as the blade sank into her upper arm and cut a precise five inch long and half an inch deep cut. As the cut stopped she felt blood flowing down her arm , and then the pain diminished as a warm glow sprang up around the wound. The woman watched and made notes , and after a couple of minutes the wound had closed up, and then the blade floated over to Sophia’s other arm and repeated the cut , again Sophia felt the initial pain and then the wound healing. The woman controlling these cuts continued to look at several magical devices and make notes before repeating the process until over a dozen cuts had been made and then healed. “That seems to be a good baseline for your magical talents healing yourself I just need to check if the response remains constant if we test it on other parts of your body. Then we can send you back downstairs until I am ready to move on to testing how you respond to magical stimuli”
The scalpel floated over to her right breast and made a cut of the same length carefully following the curve of her breast, again Sophia was studied as the wound slowly healed , then the process was repeated on her other breast, this time the healing seemed slower and the woman nodded “Your mana reserve seems depleted so we will end there for the day” She left the room and a few minutes later the chair returned to its upright position and released Sophia. Immediately she felt the compulsion from the collar and found herself heading down the stairs and back to the kennels were the familiar routine resumed.