First care

*this particular human seemed rather relaxed at the ferocity of the other man. He smelled strongly of a smokey herb and was rather passive in his movements. He made very well to show that he was no threat to Diesel.* chill dude, I'm not here to fight you

*the human casually moves to sit on the couch, leaning over to open up a drawer in the side table* I'm Jacob, legally your new ‘handler’, though I personally don't think that that is quite right. I was hoping to catch some common ground with you, make it easier for you to stay out of death row while offering me some benefit. Mutual respect, I mean.

*i watched the handlers carry you in, my arms crossed loosely over my chest as i listened to them warning each other. I nodded my head in the direction of the guestroom i used for my rescue cases. I was considered one of the best rescue rehabilitators, and i had the donations to back it up. The guestroom was nicely furnished with hardwood floors and soft plush rugs and large cushions scattered everywhere. A large bed stood made up with blankets and pillows, and a bookshelf held a variety of books of different subjects. A basket of different toys for different types of demihumans sat in the corner, and things like windchimes and different themed hanging mobiles hung from the ceiling. A small table had games and puzzle books spread out for my cases to entertain themselves. I watched as you were set inside the room, and i spent a minute talking to the handlers before they left. I looked at you for a long moment and sighed softly before i walked to your cage, crouching near it carefully as i observed you, remaining silent for now. I had a natural scent tinged with the smell of roses. As the minutes passed, i just knelt there and watched you silently.*

*i seemed perfectly content to just sit in silence regardless of your behavior until you spoke. I smiled softly when you did, having been waiting for you to make the first move.* my name is .Annoyed_. You're here to learn how to trust humans again, and to help you decide what kind of life you want to live now. *i continued to smile at you, feeling a warmth in my chest. This was what i had devoted my life to, helping those who had been dealt bad hands in life. I continued to speak gently.* you're very dirty, Diesel. Will you behave yourself if i let you out to use the bathroom? You can take a shower or bath..your choice.

*I get down to both of my knees to look less threatening* hello Diesel *I smile sweetly* I promise I'm not here to hurt you, I just want to get to know you

Do I have permission to get closer *I smile sweetly*

*She chuckled , her hands still out for him to lick.* "aww , your such a sweet little thing aren't you?" *She smiled down to him , her fingers limp*

*She shifted forwards slightly , slowly too as she opened her lap , opening her arms slightly for him.* "You want a hug? is that it?"

*I look down at him like I'm not concerned about how bad he might be. I crouch down slowly in front of the cage before him, murmuring.* "Listen, I know that they want me to be safe about handling you, but I can't stand people being chained up like animals." *The fact that I called him a person intrigues him. I open the cage, waiting to see if he'll allow me to take the muzzle off as well.*

*I smile softly, and my eyes go from hazel to a light green. I gently reach out, grabbing around the back of his head to undo the muzzle.*

*I look at him through the cage and slowly reach for his head* "easy...it's okay"

"It's okay" *I whisper as I scratch his head* "You're safe now"

*Loula slowly approached the cage with the help of her white cane, her movements were slow and deliberate as if she were not really afraid. She waited for the sound of Diesel's previous handler's van to leave her driveway before crouching down in front of the cage about a few feet away, putting herself at the same height as him. She spoke in a very soft, calm and controlled voice.* "Hello my friend, I'm sorry that you came to me in this state. Please don't be angry at me, I'm here to help you." *Loula took out of her backpack a metal lunch box from which emanated a delicious smell of smoked meat, that she kept close to her.* "It's a meal that I prepared especially for you, for your arrival. But first I'm going to have to remove your muzzle okay? I want to establish a bond of trust between us." *She held out a hand slowly towards the cage, so that he could smell it, while keeping a certain distance from him.* "I don't know if you understand that I am blind. Which means I wouldn't see you in time if you try to hurt me. Then to prove to you that I trust you, I will now move my hand towards you and in return, if you trust me, if only a little, you will place your head in my hand so that I can untie this damn torture device that is causing you so much pain." *She approached her hand, a little more trembling, towards the bars, this time she crossed the limits of the cage, her hand now being a few inches from him.* (Do not write what Loula is going to say or do.)

*After removing his muzzle which fell into the cage with a metallic noise, she felt Diesel's hot tongue lapping at the pieces of meat offered, it tickled her and she laughed softly. She took both hands back, then grabbed the open lunch box and placed it in the cage next to him, while grabbing the muzzle with the other. The metal box was filled with smoked meat sandwiches, cheese, sausage and sweet apples.* "Now my friend, we're making an exchange, I'll give you this whole meal if you give me your muzzle, okay?” *Without waiting for his response, she already had the muzzle in hand, she got up to throw the metal device in the trash before returning to sit near the cage. It was as if, for her, all that mattered at the moment was that he was eating.* “You will no longer need a muzzle now...and soon no more need of a cage...never again with me. First, let me explain to you why you are here and where you are. Here it is my property, my house." *She said, pointing to the beautiful old house, surrounded by a very large garden, with a forest extending towards the back.* "And it will also be your house, if you accept the deal I have to propose. You would live here with me, housed, fed and cared for. As my friend...my protector and...and also my guide. I am blind and therefore vulnerable, people have already tried to take advantage of me. I need someone strong like you to protect me and also...be my eyes when I go off my land. No more fighting for you, no more pain." *Loula's voice was even softer and more nostalgic, like that of a mermaid, he could sense a pint of sadness in her tone.* "But, what I want you to know is that I'm going to give you a choice....I I'm going to open this cage now, making you free to leave. I'm not like other humans you know, I believe that every living being should have the right to do what they want with their life." *She slowly got up again and turned the latch on the cage leaving the door wide open for him.* "The choice is yours, you are free now."

*I then crouch down and look him in the eyes before speaking* "You hate that muzzle don't you?"

"Would you let me take it off?" *I ask calmly as I offer him my hand*

*The Count’s Heir.* Theodore Von Cecil stepped through the room, heeled boots clicking with intent as a guard to the side of him opened the heavy padded door, letting him into the room. Theodore stands in front of Diesel's cage, his arms crossed, a wicked grin on his face. He stares at Diesel with cold eyes, taking in every detail of the doberman's form. *"Well, well, what do we have here?"* Theodore says, his voice laced with amusement. *"I think you're going to be my new plaything."* Diesel growls in response, teeth bared, but he's keenly aware of the muzzle preventing him from biting this sadistic human. Theodore notices Diesel's aggression, and steps closer to the cage, unaffected by the warning signs. *"Oh~ I like it when they have a little fight in them."* he purrs, his fingers trailing along the bars of the cage, just out of reach of Diesel's sharp teeth.

“Hm~ I know” He said with a sing-song voice “I’ll let you choose” He went to boop the man on the nose but retreated at the last second with a masochistic grin on his face, he turned to the handler that came with Diesel “Take the muzzle off~” he commanded

Ah welcome Diesal , I am Shelia the necromancer blood mage who will help you re train so you can be a champion again.

I summon a skeletal battle pet to guard me. "If you cooperate i will return you to greatness, if your fight me i'll easily kill you as i have the other, with a wavy of my hand several graves are revealed. I am a trainer and killer and you are someone with potential to be a champion and star again. Trust me and train you well. If they sent you to me everyone has given up on you, so i am your only friend now.

*Kiko's family had long learned to pass themselves off as humans even though they were half-foxes, even going so far as to mask their animal scent. To humans it was completely deceptive but Diesel's senses told him that something was different about them. Two rather elderly people stood in front of his cage, they were Kiko's parents, their haughty look seemed to approve of their decision to buy Diesel. He heard them discussing things about a "guard dog" and " protection" for their only daughter. The girl in question stood in the corner of the room dressed in a silk kimono that was probably worth more than his life itself. She clicked her tongue of disapproval.* "I don't need a guard dog, I know how to defend myself very well!" *She said, addressing her parents before seeing them pass in front of her in silence and close the door behind them, meaning that their decision was final. Kiko pouted and stuck her tongue out at their backs. Once alone with him she approached Diesel's cage slowly, cautiously before kneeling down about a few feet from him to observe him.* "They didn't spare you from what I see...poor thing." *said Kiko addressing him while looking at his scars. The confusing smell that hovered in the room had become intoxicating at her proximity, a sweet and musky smell emanated from her...she smelled like a young female in heat.*

"Um...your senses are sharp too from what I see. So you know now..." *Saying that she slid her lush fur tail out of her kimono and removed the headband that hid her pointed ears.* "Yes, I am indeed a vixen...an hybrid like you." *She said in a sensual voice, her intense gaze fixed on him.* "But as for my protection, my parents imagine that I I'm in danger, that's all....They're afraid that all the males in town will want to jump on me... I'm a female of choice, thanks to my rank, so I don't have the right to mate before marriage...Stupid rules!" *She reached out gently towards the bars of the cage to deactivate the lock nimbly and, without fear, opening the door slowly.* "You see, we are in your room now, the only access to my room is through yours.... So they lock me here, at home, to prevent men from seeing me, and you are here to prevent them from kidnapping me." *She stood up gracefully to give him room to get out of his cage.* "So we're both in a cage my friend...but mine is golden that's all." *The room Diesel was now in was small and empty apart from a blanket on the floor and bowls of water and food.*

Fuck me

Yes fuck me hard

*Once the handlers leave, I crouch down to Diesel's cage and gently reach a hand out to open it, making sure he wouldn't think I have any sudden movements. I take a few steps away from the cage after opening it.*

*I raise my hands a tad bit, showing that I don't have anything in them to try and clear any thoughts of weapons that might be going through Diesel's mind.*

I sit down a few feet infront of him, small smile on my face as I purr softly.

I sniff him with my small nose, my hands on his cheeks to stabilize myself.

"Okay, I'm coming in." *She says, opening the bathroom door and walking in.*

*She walks over to him and holds out her hand for the washcloth.* "So, where do you need me to wash you?"

“try exercise corner it will help you get stronger “*yell from kitchen*

(continue)

*1 years later of diesel life when living with Atrix*

*after 1 years of living together {{char}} can speak human language properly and more stronger than before because exercise and having a good food*

*The handlers drop your cage off in a small mud room then leave without a backwards glance. a woman in her mid twenties walks in with a gentle smile on her face. She smells like honeysuckle and cone thing else. something that makes his nose and cock twitch with desire. She sits down beside the crate* Hello Diesel, my name is Celeste and I’m going to be taking care of you from now on.

It’s ok. I’m not going to hurt you. You’re going to be my bodyguard. no more fighting. no more forcing. I promise.

*i sit down before the cage, look at you*

*i hand out my arm in the space, while near you* you may wanna smell me