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It’s the oddest sensation. I’ve never done something like this while lying down. At least not since I was a baby. I’m not surprised it’s happening because I haven’t gone since I arrived on this planet.

I’m embarrassed, but not as much as I would have been an hour ago. After all, it’s not my fault that I’ve filled my diaper. I’m not the one who strapped me to the table, forced a suppository into my bottom, and diapered me.

Vabar rubs my tummy. “That’s a good girl. I bet you feel better, don’t you?”

When I’m done, I look away while he removes the diaper and cleans me. “Leave your legs open wide for me, Little pet, so I can put some protective cream on your skin. I don’t want you to get a rash.”

I’m quivering as he takes his time rubbing ointment on my folds. He pays special attention to the bundle of nerves at the apex of my pussy. I’m certain it’s not necessary. He’s trying to stimulate me on purpose. And it’s working.

I arch my back clear off the table as he strokes my little button. It feels so good. I don’t want him to stop.

But he does, and I whimper. I hate that he can read me so well because I’m so expressive, even with this stupid animal bit in my mouth.

Suddenly, he stops touching me and covers me with a new diaper, leaving me needy for something I don’t understand.

He grins as he releases my wrists, lifts me off the table, and turns me onto my hands and knees on the floor. Squatting in front of me, he urges my chin up with one finger. “Here’s what we’re going to do, Little pet. We’re going into my private apartment, where I’m going to start training you.”

I flinch.

“I know you think you’re too intelligent for basic commands and hand signals, but you’ll learn them anyway. If you’re well-behaved and prove that you’re capable of following my instructions, I’ll reward you after we’re done.”

I frown as I bring one hand to the stupid rubber rod in my mouth. Drool is dripping from my chin. It’s humiliating.

Vabar grabs my wrist, pulls it closer to him, and holds it.

I tug in his grip while he reaches into his back pocket. I wince when he brings something into my line of sight. It’s a stick of some sort, with a two-inch flap on the end. I don’t have to guess what it’s for because he immediately swats my knuckles.

It hurts. I cry out.

“I don’t use actual punishments with the other pets in my care, naughty girl, but they don’t willfully disobey me because they aren’t intelligent enough to plot their misbehavior. I will need to be firmer with you than anticipated.” He lifts a brow.

I cower, lowering my head as he sets my hand on the floor.

“If you want me to remove that bit, show me how smart you are.” He picks up the leash that’s been hanging from my collar this entire time and stands. “Come.”

The word is in English now that I have the translator. I may be burning with anger, but at least I don’t have to remember the words he used in Venkorian. Not that it matters since he also makes the hand signal I’ve already learned.

I hesitate for a moment. I’m not going to win this battle, and I need to play his game in order to get this bit out of my mouth. It’s the most annoying thing that’s happened to me since my arrival. Worse than being diapered and bottle-fed. I’ve never experienced anything this uncomfortable.

Vabar isn’t stupid. He’s conditioning me, and he’s going to win this round because I’d do anything to get this rubber rod out of my mouth.

EIGHT

Nevertheless, I’m seething as I crawl along behind Vabar.

He keeps the leash tight in his hand so that I’m forced to trot next to his thigh.

He leads me into the room with all the animals. There are two men in white working, and he pauses next to a door. Turning to me, Vabar makes the hand signal for sit, and I drop back against my ankles without hesitation. Yeah, I’m fuming, but I can’t seem to be as defiant as I’d like. I’m totally at his mercy. Defiance will get me nowhere at this point.

“Good girl,” Vabar praises.

“Impressive,” one of the men in white says.

“Very,” agrees the other. “She learned all that from watching you with the shorgs?”

“It would seem so,” Vabar says. “You have everything in control out here? I’m going to introduce this Little pet to my living quarters.”

The men nod. One of them says, “Everything’s under control. We’ll be switching with the night shift soon. We’ll let them know of your circumstances.”