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Something was different about the Toy Soldier.

Something had been different since they last got back to Aurora, but it being more comfortable with asserting itself wasn't a problem. A bit strange, but not something Ashes was about to complain about.

There was something else different about it today though.

They couldn't put their finger on what it was. It wasn't acting any different than normal, just curled up on the couch watching a movie Ivy had recommended and playing with its collar.

...and playing with its collar.

Toy shouldn't have a collar.

It was the only one of their pets they'd never collared for a good reason. No matter how pretty it'd look with their collar tight around its neck or how much it pissed them off when other people tried to give it orders in front of them, they couldn't risk it. Not when Toy actually considered itself their property.

They didn't even think about it before standing up and crossing the room to it.

It startled a bit when they came to a stop in front of it. It tipped its head back to look up at them.

"Mx. O'Reilly?"

"Toy Soldier," they murmured back as they reached down and hooked a couple fingers through the ring on its collar.

It froze.

"Who put this on you, vita?"¹ They were careful to keep their voice gentle. If they let their anger leak into their voice then it would assume that they were mad at it.

"I Put It On Myself, Mx. O'Reilly!"

It was squirming slightly and looking up at them with the biggest eyes.

"Who told you to?"

They didn't bother waiting for it's answer before they started pulling the collar off of it.

Instead of holding still like they'd expected, it pulled back and curled up on itself.

"Toy?"

"No One Did!"

It sounded like it was about to start crying.

They were going to kill whoever had put it up to this.

They frowned, running a hand over the leather while they tried to calm down enough they wouldn't distress it more. They actually recognized the pattern embossed on it.

For a moment they questioned if it wasn't the last collar they'd gotten for Jonny. They'd put that on him this morning though and they knew it wasn't coming off of him willingly. Not when he'd actually asked for it.

The embossing wasn't quite the same that they'd picked out for him though. Jonny's was edged with bullets, this one was edged with roses.

They'd been debating getting Brian one with roses, but they certainly hadn't commissioned it yet.

"Who did you get this from?"

"A Very Nice Lady On The Last Planet We Visited Made It For Me!"

Their blood boiled.

They couldn't do anything to the woman, not anymore. That someone had dared lay a hand on it despite how close it had stuck to them was considerably more terrifying than they were prepared to handle.

The entire point to asking it to stay close to them had been so that no one would dare touch it without permission.

"Oh! She Did Not Ask Me To Do Anything For Her! Not Like You Are Thinking, Mx. O'Reilly! She Was Very Concerned About Me When I Commissioned It!"

That...was somewhat reassuring. Toy describing someone who was worried about it when it commissioned a fucking collar as nice wasn't as worrying as it describing someone who gave it a collar as nice.

Wait. It commissioned the collar.

They sighed, stepping closer so that they could start putting the collar back on it. It was selfish of them to do so when it was perfectly capable of it itself, but damnit. They wanted to collar it just once and it wasn't like they would get another chance that didn't risk re-enforcing the idea that they actually owned it.

"You know this is a collar for a person, vita?"¹

It nodded slightly as they wrapped the collar around its throat and threaded it through the buckle.

"Y-yeah."

They hummed, "you don't normally like it when people forget you're not a person. Why'd you commission it?"

It squirmed as they finished fastening the buckle and smoothed it down.

"I Wanted One And-" it cut itself off.

They paused and gently cupped its face, turning it up to face them.

"And what, vita?"¹

It squirmed for a moment. "And You Never Got Me One Even Though You've Gotten Everyone Else Many Very Pretty Collars So I Thought Maybe If I Got One That Looked Pretty Enough On Me That You Would Get Me Collars Too."

It took a moment for them to parse through what it had said.

"Toy… I buy you new uniforms so you can be involved in presents."

"I Know! I Appreciate It! You Pick Out Very Spiffing Uniforms For Me!"

If it understood that then why did it want them to buy it collars?

They didn't want to lie to it and so they couldn't just say they didn't want to get it a collar. Besides, if they could ever get it to understand that it was a person too then they had a good few thousand collars they were going to commission for it the first chance they got.

Its whimper drew their attention back to it….and to the fact that they’d absently hooked their fingers into its collar like they would with one of their other partners.

Its arms were still wrapped around its knees, but it was leaning forward and looking up at them with want.

Oh.

It actually wanted a collar, didn’t it?

They were pretty sure that’s what this was about. They didn’t know that they trusted its reasons for wanting a collar though.

“You’re wanting me to collar you, right?”

“L-like You Collar Jonny.”

They collared Jonny because he was an insecure brat that needed reminding that he was theirs and they had expectations even if they were never going to let him go.

“Why do you think I collar Jonny, Toy?”

“So That Everyone Knows That He’s Yours And That You Will Destroy Anyone Who Tries To Take Him Away From You!”

It was very intently staring at their chest instead of their face.

They had to fight a smile.

It wasn’t wrong. It was just missing a few pieces.

“That’s usually why I collar him when we’re on planet. What about when we’re on Aurora?”

It squirmed, starting to look anxious.

They didn’t think before tugging the collar the same way they did when Marius started to get lost in his head.

Thankfully, it seemed to work much the same on Toy as it did on Marius.

“I-isn’t It So That He Remembers That He’s Yours? Because Sometimes He Forgets If You Don’t Remind Him And You Can’t Always Be Reminding Him?”

One of these days they were actually going to remember how perceptive it was, even if it struggled to understand most of what it noticed. It was getting better at that in general, though, working through figuring out how to track and identify cultural norms or whatever with Ivy. It had long since learned how to piece things together regarding the other mechs.

“It’s a little more complicated than that, but that’s a large part of why he wears his collar so much.” They brought their other hand up to gently pet its hair.

“Is that why you want me to collar you? So that you have that reminder that I’ll destroy anyone who tries to take you away from us?”

It whimpered softly. “Yes, Mx. O’Reilly.”

They could see the fear in its eyes even if it was normally very good at hiding it.

“Okay.”

They didn’t bother continuing before they kissed it. They made sure to tug at its collar lightly so that it got the reminder it was looking for.

When they pulled back it whined and chased after their lips for a brief moment.

Their heart swelled with pride for how far it’d come from barely even managing to “pretend” that it was capable of thought.

“Come on, vita.¹ Let’s go to my room. There’s something I think you deserve to see before we discuss this any further.”

Their room was mostly clean. There was some mess, but not enough to make finding their tablet difficult.

"Boots come off, other than that strip down as much as you're comfortable with and get on the bed. I'd like to cuddle with you for a while. Is that something you'd like?"

"Yes Please!"

They took a moment longer to locate their tablet than they really needed to give it time to get comfortable. After a moment though, they grabbed their tablet and walked back over to the bed.

Toy was curled up on its side, head cushioned by the pillows. It had stripped off its outerwear and suspenders, leaving all three pieces folded neatly on top of their end chest. Its sleeves were folded up, but actually messily for once.

They set their tablet on the bed before striping down to their pants and corset. They undid a few of the ties so that their corset would shift a bit better before crawling on the bed.

They handed Toy their tablet before scooping it up so they could lay it on their chest once they were settled against the headboard.

It immediately snuggled into them.

"Here," they murmured, turning on the tablet and starting to pull up the folders with their designs on it. "These ones are for you. Pick out one of the simpler ones and I'll deal with making it myself so you have one from me before we visit another planet."

It just stared up at them for a long moment.

"F-for Me?"

Ashes sighed internally. They'd definitely fucked up even if they were trying not to.

"Toy, mia vita,¹ I have wanted to collar you for millennia. I just never could risk even getting you one when you might take it the wrong way. If you want a collar to remind you that I'm always going to come for you, then I can do that though."

"Oh."

They carefully kissed its neck. "Gonna enjoy spoiling you so much once we're back on a planet. Gonna get you the prettiest collars and new uniforms that show them off so everyone can see how lucky I am."

It whined, squirming slightly and pressing closer to them.

Slowly it began going through the folder they'd saved all of the ideas for collars for it in. Oohing and ahhing at various designs.

They just held it close and let themself bask in the promise of finally getting to show it off as theirs even if only to the rest of their family.

"This one's pretty."

They hummed and leaned over its shoulder to see which one it was looking at.

Oh.

They remembered designing that one. They'd had to deal with it having a panick attack that only got worse when they'd pointed it out. It was actually the first one they'd designed for it.

They'd actually designed it not long after they figured out that it was a person and not just a robot. Something had happened with Nastya and Carmilla and it and Ashes had somehow ended up having it shoved in their arms with a quick "make sure it's okay" before Nastya had disappeared into the vents.

After they'd calmed it down, they'd gone back to their room and started lighting candles. They'd checked out for a bit after that, come back to themself to find a half finished sketch and their leather working tools spread out around them.

They'd already made the first cuts so they'd given into the desire to at least finish the cuts. They'd picked out the buckle and a box. Then they'd put all of the parts in the box and shoved it in the back of their closet where they could pretend they didn't respond to finding out that Toy was a person by wanting to claim ownership of it.

"It's pretty simple."

"You're simple. You only like the really fancy clothes when it makes people notice how pretty we are."

They hummed, "that's true. You like the fancy clothes though."

It squirmed, whining softly.

They reflexively tightened their grip, heedless of where their hands had been.

One hand slid into its open shirt and cupped its chest. The other slid along its thigh to cup its sex.

It immediately spread its legs and tipped its head back.

They hadn't been intending to start something; they didn't have any objections to starting something either though. They were having a good day as far as touch went and it had been a while since they had played with it.

With how close it tended to stick to Jonny or Tim most of the time, they didn't get to see how utterly they could wreck it very often.

They hummed as they started kneading its breast. They left their hand resting lightly between its legs and pressed a kiss to its neck just over its collar.

It thrust its hips into their hold until they could actually feel the shape of its sex beneath its trousers.

"Want your collar though. You'll get me fancy collars when there's people to make jealous ...right?"

"Of course. I just wanna make sure you're happy with the first one I get you. I don't mind making a fancier one if it'd make you happy."

Ashes gently pressed against its petals, rubbing small circles as they waited to see if it wanted more.

It shook its head and whimpered. "Want your collar. Want one that makes me feel like I'm yours."

They groaned and tugged it tighter against them, working their hand between its legs a little harder.

Fuck. Hearing it say it wanted to be theirs, that it wanted to feel like it was theirs, was intoxicating. That they could feel just how desperately it wanted to be theirs just gave them incentive to fulfill its request.

(Even if touch was as liable to make their skin crawl as be pleasing, they'd had plenty of time to learn the fine line between a Toy that wanted something and a Toy that just wanted to be fucked even without comparing notes. Hell, they weren't entirely sure that the reason it didn't show them its flowers for so long didn't have as much to do with its desires being so easy to read when it was like this as its fear that they'd be angry with it).

“If that’s what you want then I’m happy to give it to you, love”

“Yes, Yes, Yes. Want To Be Yours. Please, Ser.”

Toy spread its legs wider and arched into their hands.

"What do you want, dear? I wanna make you feel good," they pulled their hand away from it, rubbing its leg. "Need you to tell me how I can do that right now though."

It mewled and tried to chase after their hand.

"C'mon sweetheart, you know the rules. If you want me to play with you, you have to tell me what you want."

It nodded weakly, "want you. Want to be good for you."

"I know, sweetheart. How do you want to be good for me?"

It was quiet for a long, long moment.

Finally it answered them.

"...want to kill you. Want you until you can't fuck me anymore."

Fuck.

That was very appealing.

"Alright, sweetheart. I want you to go pick out a strap and pull anything else you want me to use on you out. Are you okay to do that for me?"

"Yes Ser!"

They pressed one last kiss to its neck before pushing it up.

It stumbled slightly as it stood, looking back at them for confirmation.

They slid off the bed and caught its collar to tug it into a kiss. "How do you feel about topping right now, amore?² I'm going to fuck you, but I'd enjoy getting fucked when you start wearing me down if you're up for it."

It shifted slightly, nerves obvious. "I- I can do that if you want me to, Mx. O'Reilly. Just need to know how you want me arranged."

They frowned. They'd thought they'd gotten through to it that it was only allowed to agree to things it liked the sound of.

Then again, they knew that a lot of its issues with topping had more to do with trauma than not liking it. They'd managed to get enough of its past pieced together to know it had healed from the things that had been done to it for the most part, but not from the things it had been forced to do.

And it was already nervous from taking the risk of asking to be collared.

They gently pet its neck as they pulled back.

"If you'd like that, get yourself a strap as well. I don't want you rearranging yourself from what you picked out just because I feel like getting fucked. If you're not up to it, then pick out a strapless one for me to fuck you with when it starts getting to me. Alright, Toy?"

It nodded, pressing a kiss to their fingertips before it went to start digging through their toy chest.

Meanwhile, Ashes had a box to dig out of their closet.

Ashes may not have let themself finish making the first collar they’d designed for it. Despite themself, they had still found themself coming back to it time and time again though. They had spent hours carefully pressing patterns into the leather and applying stains when they found themself stressing over how little they could do to care for the Toy Soldier.

By now, they had all but finished it. The only things left were pressing their own name into the inside where it’d rest over its throat, and adding the tags they hadn’t been able to resist keeping from the first time it had served as their guard.

Neither took much time, they finished before Toy was even done picking out what it wanted.

They put their tools up and set the collar in its box before taking a seat in their chair.

Ashes wasn't subtle about watching it as it sorted through the toys in their chest. They gently began rubbing their cock through their pants.

It looked up to meet their eyes for a moment, cheeks turning red despite the ridiculousness of it for a moment. It watched as they masturbated for a few moments, the thick coil of silk rope clutched tightly in its hands.

"You done picking, pet?"

Slowly it nodded, still transfixed.

"Bring them here and tell me what you want then."

It took a moment for their words to click, Toy immediately started gathering everything it picked out for them once they did though.

It had to make two trips to deposit everything it had picked out at their feet. As soon as it set the vibrolash done, it sank to its knees and laid its head on their knees.

They gently began working its hair out of its braid while they let it settle. After they could tangle a hand in it, they tugged the Toy Soldier up.

"What did you pick out, pet?"

They trailed their fingers along its jaw as they let go of its hair.

It nodded and picked up the thick coils of silk rope they kept in their chest to hand it to them.

"It's really light," it whispered.

Ashes hummed, "I have some hemp in the closet but it's not enough for a full harness."

It bit its lip.

"How are you wanting to be tied up, Toy?"

"Here," it tapped its chest, "and here," it tapped its thighs, "and here," it tapped its upper arms.

"I don't have enough hemp in my room to do that much. I can use both the hemp and silk if you want, or we can go to the dungeon instead."

It nodded slowly. "Here," it said as it tapped its chest.

They nodded. "The hemp's in my closet, I'll get it once you're finished showing me what you want. Okay, pet?"

It nodded slowly. "Want You To Make Me Helpless. And. And Hurt Me." It held up the handcuffs and then both the cane and vibrolash.

It bit its lips while they nodded, twisting the leash in its hands.

"What else do you want, Toy?"

It was definitely blushing.

"I Would Like You To Call Me Yours And Tell Me That I'm Good." It rushed through the request, half-mumbling as it peeked up at them fearfully periodically.

Oh. That was nice.

"I'm happy to do that for you, sweet. Are you sure you're going to be able to stay with me the whole time if I do that though?"

It squirmed. "None Of My Old Owners Ever Said I Was Theirs. Not. Not To Me."

They nodded. "Okay, pet. I can do that. Are you okay to finish undressing for me now?"

It nodded.

"Can you do that for me then? Put on a nice show for me?"

It nodded slowly, before standing and beginning to unbutton its shirt.

They settled back and spread their legs. They made sure to make their appreciation obvious as they watched it undress, humming and giving it gentle directions.

They were careful to keep their words soft enough that none of their directions were properly orders, but they could see it leaning into the instructions they gave.

By the time it was naked except for its collar, small flower buds had started emerging all over its body. Its eyes were very clearly trained on the small circles they were rubbing against their cock.

They picked up the larger strap it had selected.

"This the one you want to get fucked with, pet?"

It nodded, shyly.

They hummed, setting it back down and grabbing the lube as they walked over to it. They placed a hand on its chest to steer it back to their bed.

"Why don't you start opening yourself up for me while I go get the hemp?"

"Yes, Ser. How Much Do You Want Me To Open Myself Up?"

They hummed considering. "I don't want you damaging yourself. If you don't want to really feel the stretch, you're going to fist yourself for me before I'll fuck you, if you do then you only have to fuck yourself with four fingers. I'm sure you can decide how fast you need to go."

It nodded, accepting the lube and beginning to work a finger into the still mostly closed petals between its legs.

Ashes didn't bother sticking around to watch this time. They had rope to fetch.

When they got back with the rope, the Toy Soldier had two fingers buried in itself and seemed to be working a third in. It had tipped back on to the bed and was clutching at their sheets as its hips made small thrusting motions.

They didn't bother acknowledging it right away. Instead, they set the rope down and pulled off their own pants. They made sure to keep quiet as they quickly pulled on their harness and affixed the strap it had picked out.

Given that their strap was as broad as their own fist and only a touch larger than the Toy Soldier's upper arm, they could very easily damage it if they went too fast. They weren't too worried about damaging it with the size, though, they knew full well Jonny regularly fucked it with larger. But they really would prefer it get its entire fist in itself before they fucked it.

That it hadn't even finished getting a fourth finger in itself and was already whining like a whore, was incredibly pleasing.

They picked both the hemp and silk ropes up, tossing them on the bed as they walked over to it. They hooked a couple fingers through the ring of the Toy Soldier's collar and hauled it up into a kiss.

They pushed into its mouth, making sure it was as eager for them to dominate it as they thought.

Its mouth fell open under their own, letting them take whatever they wished from it. Needy whimpers and moans crawled out of its throat only to be stolen from its mouth.

By the time they eased back to let it go somewhat limp, it was clutching desperately at the spare straps on their harness and had managed to fit a fourth finger into its flower.

"Look at you," they whispered. "All pretty and desperate for anything I'll give you. Such a good pet for me."

It whined.

Ashes picked up the rope and carefully began tying a heavy harness around its chest. Each careful loop and tight knot placed just right to tease it. Periodically they stopped and checked in with it, tugged on the rope to check its hold.

By the time Ashes was done tying rope tightly around the Toy Soldier's upper arms, torso, and thighs, it was knuckle deep in itself and panting desperately against their hip.

They carefully ran a hand through its hair. "How are you doing, love?"

"G-good. Fuck me? Please Mx. O'Reilly?"

"In a moment. I have something for you first though."

It whined as they stepped away.

They made sure to be quick as they grabbed the box with its collar in it. They stepped back over to it and gently opened the box to reveal the collar.

It gasped. When it looked up at them, tears were starting to well in its eyes.

"I-it's For Me?"

They nodded, "yes. It's for you, do you want to switch which collar you're wearing?"

"Yes, please!"

They took a moment to lean down and kiss it before starting to unbuckle its collar.

Toy immediately whimpered.

It didn't sound like a happy whimper either.

"Shh, it's okay, mio amore.² I'm just switching which collar you're wearing. Not taking it away, I promise."

They kept reassuring it as they finished switching out the collars so that theirs was buckled tight around its throat, its dog tags clicking softly against its collar.

"There. Now everyone will know who they're angering if they try to take you."

"Th-thank you." It stumbled over its words slightly, looking up at them with unfocused eyes.

A rush of pleasure shot through them at the sight.

Toy looked so pretty, sitting on their bed with its legs spread so it could bury a fist in its flower for them, wearing nothing but their collar. Its trust and submission was intoxicating.

They gently ran their fingers through its hair for a short while, just basking in the moment.

Toy whined softly and started mouthing at their hip before long though.

"Are you stretched out enough, bella? Or do you need some more to make sure you stay undamaged?"

It keened in reply to their question. "Need some more. Can suck you. Please? Wanna be good. Wanna-"

They didn't bother waiting for it to finish before pushing their strap into its mouth.

Ashes used their grip on its hair to force it down, keeping a close eye on it for any sign of objection rather than surprise, until they heard it start to gag. They eased it back up so that it could actually swallow around them before sliding their hand down to prevent it from pulling back any more.

"You good, Toy?"

Muffled as it was, they could still clearly hear the wanton moan it gave them. It blinked up at them slowly as it pressed itself down a bit further so it was gagging again.

They hummed and pulled it back again before letting it force itself down. Then they did it again.

"If you want to choke on my cock, I can do that for you, pet. I'm not choking you unless you ask though."

It whined.

After another moment of it pressing down and them pulling it back up, it finally pressed back into their hand, signalling it wanted up.

They guided it up until the head of their strap was resting against its lips.

"P-please Use My Throat To Pleasure Yourself, Mx. O'Reilly." Its voice was rough and thick with arousal.

They smiled and dragged its head back so they could lean down and kiss it.

"Of course, pet."

They didn't give it a chance to respond or really do anything else before they straightened and shoved their cock back down its throat.

They set a rough pace this time, actually fucking it. They held it in place and kept their thrusts just short enough that they barely pulled out of its throat enough to have it choking all over again when they shoved back in.

It sounded obscene - and beautiful, but mainly obscene - as they did their best to choke it on their cock despite it not breathing. It was moaning around them, but it was also gagging and making choking noises with each harsh thrust.

There was always going to be something considerably pleasing about making it or Brian choke on their cock.

They could see the moment it pressed its thumb into itself.

It went rigid and cried around their strap, the small flowers on its face open enough that they were practically dripping pollen.

They forced it all the way down and held it there. They watched as it teetered on the edge for a too long moment.

"Go on, vita.¹ Come for me."

As soon as they gave it permission, it fell over the edge, pollen coating both of them and the bed.

Ashes gently rocked their hips, keeping an eye out for any sign of discomfort even if they'd managed to talk around its refusal to admit it was a person enough to drag out an admission of just how much it enjoyed being fucked when it was oversensitive from an orgasm. That it had come while flowering, would make it more needy, they knew, but they also knew it had a harder time saying that it was uncomfortable like this for all that it was easier to drag the admission out.

They pet its head as they waited for it to come down.

Toy blinked up at them. It whined softly around their strap.

"You ready for me to fuck you, Toy?"

It nodded slowly, pressing closer to them.

Ashes gently pulled it off their cock and cupped its cheek with a hand. They pressed their thumb into its mouth, holding it open while they took in the absolutely lovely sight of Toy wearing nothing except their collar and the evidence of its own orgasm.

They waited until it started squirming to shove it back so it lay flat on their bed. They turned away to grab the lube.

"Hold your legs up."

It whined at them.

They turned back to see it lying as they had left it, legs spread and feet flat on the floor. They hummed as they walked back over to it.

Fucking brat.

They set the lube on their bed and gently eased its fist out of its flower, then roughly grabbed its legs and shoved them up to its shoulders. They pressed a couple of fingers into it, checking that it was open enough they wouldn't "damage" it with their cock alone.

It was good and kept its legs up while they slicked up their cock.

Ashes bent over it and caught its lips in a gentle kiss. They carefully coaxed it into lightly fucking their mouth with its tongue.

And then they shoved their strap into it.

Toy screamed. It tried arching into them and thrashed as they started roughly fucking it. It scrambled and clutched at their sheets in an attempt to anchor itself.

They felt its feet hit their back by their third thrust.

They stopped, gazing down at it darkly. They ran their hands down its sides just roughly enough that the threat was clear.

"Toy," they said, violence clear in their tone, "do you want me to hurt you?"

"I'm just a toy. Toys can't be hurt, they can only be damaged."

It pulled a face before it was even halfway done speaking.

They found a clear spot on its ribs to rub while they waited for it to work through the (presumably) instinctive reply.

"Hurting is warnings that damage is liable to incur. That's all it means. A complex toy that can tell if it's been damaged can be hurt. Because it can tell that it's liable to be damaged soon."

It repeated itself a few more times before going quiet and fidgeting gently.

"You back with me, Toy?"

It nodded, eyes avoiding their own.

"Do you want me to hurt you?"

It whimpered, hips rocking against theirs gently. "Yes, please."

They grabbed its knees and shoved them to its shoulders harshly enough that it gasped.

"Then keep them there," they growled.

It wrapped shaking hands around its legs, nodding. "Yes, Ser."

"Good pet."

It keened softly at the praise.

They wrapped their hands around its hips and picked them up as they ground into it. They slowly dragged their strap out until its petals were fluttering around them, desperately trying to keep them in it.

They smirked, before slamming back in and setting a rough pace.

It wailed, but took every rough thrust into its flower beautifully.

After a bit, they pulled back to watch its petals flutter and shake around their cock. They could barely see the needy motions, its flower was stretched so tight around them.

They managed to fuck it through another orgasm before they started feeling its pollen wear on them. They'd experimented with its pollen enough to recognize the point where they needed to come or they'd get sick.

So they pulled out and stepped away to grab the leash and handcuffs it had picked out. They didn't make their care obvious as they pushed its legs down, just got them out of the way so that they could handcuff its wrists together in front of it. They trusted it to signal if it needed them to be gentler with it during the scene.

They clipped the leash to its collar, relishing the moaning that got, before using it to haul it upright and spin them around.

They forced it to its knees as they sat and immediately shoved it down on their cock. "You're going to get your fist in me and make me come while sucking my cock, understood?"

It nodded eagerly.

"Good. Get to work, pet."

It was enthusiastic as ever as it sucked their cock. It genty slid a finger into their cunt, fucking them open slowly.

After a few moments, it gently eased a second finger in and pressed closer as it sped up a bit.

They gently started fucking up into its mouth. They used the leash to pull it closer periodically as they started to fuck it properly.

Their skin felt hot and tight and they desperately needed to come. They needed more than they were getting.

"I'm not gonna break, Toy. Hurry it up."

It whimpered slightly and pulled its fingers out of them. Instead of pushing back in, it reached up and pressed its fingers under their strap to start rubbing their cock.

"Fuck."

They shuddered and forced it the rest of the way down on their strap so that it was trying to mouth at their cock. They were so close.

They fumbled but managed to get a hold of one of the flowers on its face. They slowly pressed their thumb into it and squeezed until it was screaming around their strap.

Fuck that was good.

They tipped their head back and groaned as they came, pleasure flowing over them even if it didn't actually help them any. They rolled their hips roughly as Toy rubbed them through their orgasm.

They were going to kill the fucking brat.

"Get your damn hand in my fucking cunt or call it. Now, Toy." They dropped the flower, digging their fingers into their sheets instead.

It shook under them, three fingers roughly pressing into them. It was looking up at them and whining desperately even as it tried fitting a fourth finger in them.

"Fuck," Ashes swore. "Lube, vita.¹ Can't take that much without it."

They fumbled to grab the lube and hand it down to it.

Toy was still whining even as it slicked its hand up. Mewling around their strap and looking up at them all hopeful.

They groaned and dragged it off a bit before thrusting up and shoving it down simultaneously. They set a quick and rough pace, fucking it's throat hard enough that it was unable to stop itself from making wet choking noises.

After a few moments they felt its fingers press into their cunt again and slowed down. They carefully switched their hold on it so they could continue fucking it's face on their strap while stilling their hips.

"Fuck, that's a good pet.

They let it fist them through two orgasms to clear its pollen out of their system a bit, before pulling it off their strap. "Take your hand out of me, pet."

It eased out about halfway before punching back in with its fist.

They groaned, hips thrusting up in pleasure at the motion. They weren't playing that game though.

"I suggest you be a good pet and do what you're told before I decide to tie you up and not touch you."

It whined, but pulled its fist out of them this time.

They hauled it upright, supporting it some as they carefully led it to the center of their room and tugged the hook down enough that they could catch the handcuffs around its wrists with it.

"There. You can keep yourself there for me, can't you pet?"

It nodded.

They chuckled, moving around to pick out a couple of the toys it had selected. They hadn't tried impactplay while it was flowering before so they wanted to start small. They selected a slim crop that was fairly light.

They walked back behind it and gently rubbed the tip of the crop between its legs.

It immediately whined and tried to bare down on it.

They chuckled and gently snapped the crop against its petals.

Its legs buckled as it cried.

"Good?"

"Yes, Ser. Please, Ser."

They laughed and set the crop aside for the moment. They grabbed the spreader bar and carefully adjusted it before strapping it in so that Toy's legs were held apart just bit too far for it to stand.

"Please Hurt Me, Ser. Want To Be Good For You. Please Beat Me. Please Make Me Cry. Please, Ser. Please Make Me Scream. Please-"

They hummed, pleased by its begging. They grabbed their crop and set to work beating it, slowly getting rougher and rougher until it was nearly sobbing.

"I want you to come like this for me, pet. Can you do that for me?"

It sobbed out a yes.

"There's a good pet."

They got a few more hits in before it was screaming and filling their room with pollen. They stepped closer and shoved three fingers in its flower, quickly adding more until they could press their entire fist into it and start roughly fucking it.

They mouthed at the flowers on its neck and shoulder as they forced their fist as deep into it as it could take. They were going to make it come again on their fist before they considered fucking it again.

"Fuck. I can't. I can't. I can't."

It writhed in their hold, but didn't seem to be trying to get away. Still…

"You know what to say if you really need me to stop, Toy. Until you give me a safeword, I don't care if you can or can't. You're going to."

They were probably pushing it. They needed to ease up a bit, make sure Toy kne-

"Green! Green! I can't. Please. Green."

Or they were giving it exactly what it wanted.

They pressed more firmly against its back and hooked their free hand around to press another couple of fingers in it alongside their fist.

It wailed, head flying back and petals fluttering desperately around their fist. Pollen filled the air, making them cough as it shook in their hold.

They held on, ignoring the ache already starting back up between their legs as they worked it through its orgasm until it went limp and started to sob.

They relaxed their hand and gently eased their fingers out of its flower. They were careful not to touch any of the flowers littering the rest of its skin.

"How are you doing, mia amore?"²

"Green," it whimpered. "Green."

They chuckled. "That so? You want me to keep fucking you? Ignore the fact that I'm so close to damaging you that you can't even stand and force you to come for me again? See if I can't get a second fist into your flower while you cry? See how many blows you can take before you can't produce anymore pollen?"

It sobbed, still shaking in their hold. It didn't seem like it could hold itself up even enough to lean into them instead of hanging from its wrists.

"Toy? I need an answer, mia amore."²

It sobbed, half formed words occasionally making their way out of its throat.

They frowned. That wasn't a good sign.

"I'm gonna take you down and we're gonna go back to the bed, okay? If you want more then I'll fuck you as soon as you can tell me you want me to."

It whined and sobbed as they pulled their hand out of its flower and got an arm wrapped around its waist so it didn't fall when they unhooked its wrists.

It was almost completely limp as they gathered it into their arms and carried it back to their bed. It was managing to press its head against their shoulder but didn't seem to have the strength for anything more.

They gently laid it on their bed, and took its face in their hands.

"Can you snap for me, Toy? Once and then twice?"

It snapped and then a moment later snapped again twice. The speed wasn't reassuring, but they trusted it could give them something at least.

"Okay. I can take off the spreader bar if you want me to, or I can leave it on. Think about which you want and when you have an answer for me, I want you to snap."

They gently pet its back for a few moments while it thought.

Eventually it snapped.

"Alright, snap once if you want me to take it off, twice if you want to leave it on."

There was a pause before it snapped, once then twice.

"Okay. What about the handcuffs? Do you want them off? Same thing, snap when you're ready to answer me."

It snapped almost immediately.

"Once for yes, twice for no."

It snapped twice.

"Alright, vita.¹ I'll leave them on. You just focus on calming down enough that we can talk."

Ashes crawled into bed and pulled it on top of them so they could hold it close.

"I want it."

They barely caught Toy's mumbled words, it was so quiet.

"I need you to be more specific than that, amore."²

It pressed its face into their chest.

For a moment they just held it, shaking slightly in their arms.

“I- I Want What You Said. I- I Just Can’t An- And I’m Not Allowed To Let You Do Things That Will Leave Me Damaged So I Have To Say No.”

Ashes gently started carding through its hair as they thought over its words.

They knew that Jonny had made a point to go over appropriate settings for it to be hurt by another crew member. It had turned up at their doors plenty of times, distraught because he’d made it promise to stay away from him when he was lashing out at everything after all.

“Toy… I know that you’re normally very good at remembering, but I want to remind you that this is a question not a request or command or anything.”

It nodded into their chest.

“Do you… Do you want me to damage you?”

It hesitated before nodding.

Fuck. That was far more appealing than they'd realized.

"Okay," they took a deep breath to try and center themself. "I'm...not willing to hurt you -to damage you more than you can recover from within a couple of days. If you want more than we can talk about it at a different point."

It nodded into their chest.

"Can you tell me what exactly you want me to do to you?"

There were a few moments of it opening and closing its mouth like it was struggling to find words.

"Whatever You Want To Do."

It didn't sound like it was repeating orders. It didn't sound like it was telling the truth either though.

They frowned.

"Toy, I asked you to tell me what exactly you want me to do to you. Whatever I want isn't an acceptable answer. I need you to either give me a better answer or explain why you consider that an acceptable answer."

"I can't and I'm not allowed to let you do things to leave me damaged. ...you can do whatever you want to me."

That didn't tell them anything new. They already knew that what they had been offering was too much for it, that was kind of the point. They didn't know why it was having trouble asking for them to push it past its limits though.

Wait. It had said it wasn't allowed to let them hurt it.

"Toy, why aren't you allowed to let me damage you?"

"Jonny said that if someone is doing something that will leave me damaged then I need to tell them to stop and if they don't then I need to either make them stop or go someplace else where they can't keep damaging me. It's a Rule."

...Ashes was pretty sure they knew what this was about.

"Sweetheart, I don't think that rule applies to this situation. That sounds like Jonny was worried that he might damage you while he's having an episode and wanted it to be a rule that you won't let him."

"It's a different rule that I'm not allowed to let him hurt me if he can't control his body though."

"He worries a lot about hurting you during an episode. This rule let's him know that you won't let him hurt you if you don't realize he's having an episode and that you'll keep yourself safe when he can't do that for you."

"Oh…"

"I can message him to ask. Would that help you be able to tell me what you want?"

"Yes. No. ...toys aren't supposed to want things."

It had gotten fairly good at asking for things it wanted though. They knew that Jonny had talked with it a lot about boundaries and needing it to ask for things before they could trust that they weren't forcing it even if they didn't know exactly what he'd told it to convince it.

"You tell us things you want a lot though. And I know you've talked with all of us about how you can pretend to be a person for us."

"That's different. You want to fuck me so you ask if I want you to. It doesn't matter that I'm a toy. You want me to say yes so it doesn't count as wanting."

Their heart fell out of their chest.

"Toy, sweet, can you… can you say no if you don't want to have sex?"

"I'm a toy. Toys aren't supposed to have wants." It shifted so it could grab their hand and pull it to its chest while it was quiet.

"Jonny says that not wanting to have sex makes sex bad and that it feels like itchy sex and gross and like something in your head is being damaged when you have sex anyways. So it's when your body tells you that you won't be able to have sex without thinking bad things and damaging your processing components. So it's not wanting if I tell you that I don't want to have sex because you want me to pretend to be a person so I should phrase it like a person would instead of explaining that you'll damage me if you have sex with me."

That...was a lot to take in. ...they thought it might be saying that it couldn't admit to wanting anything it couldn't excuse as not being a want though?

It had said that telling them it wanted to have sex didn't count because they wanted it to say that. And apparently telling them it didn't want to have sex didn't count as wanting because not wanting to have sex was recognizing that if they had sex with it anyways they'd be raping it.

They were fairly certain it had told them that it wanted to have sex but 'won't be able to stay with them if they did x' before though.

They'd always thought that it was telling them that it wanted to have sex but they needed to be careful because they could easily trigger it. Now they weren't so sure.

"You could always order me to tell you what I want if it's that important that I have real wants."

...they could at least figure out if there was something stopping it from asking for what it wanted first.

"You've mentioned before that having conflicting orders can damage you. If I did that would it conflict with another order?"

It shrugged. "I don't think so. Just. Toys aren't supposed to have wants."

They shifted it more firmly into their arms as it squirmed lightly.

It seemed to want them to pay attention to that statement since it kept repeating it. What difference would the fact that 'toys aren't supposed-

Oh.

Toys aren't supposed to have wants. It didn't count as a want to tell them that it wanted something they wanted. As long as it didn't want something because it would hurt it, then it could tell them.

"Toy, you understand that you're my pet just as much as the others right?"

It nodded.

"I expect my pets to ask me for things they want."

"The others are people though. I'm just a toy."

"If the others can be people and my pets then you can be a toy and my pet. The rules don't change for you just because you're also a toy instead of also a person. ...if you need help to follow the rules then I'll give it to you, but you have to tell me."

It pressed closer to them, shaking, for a few moments before propping itself up enough that it could look at them.

"If you ordered me to then I would have to ask for what I want even if I'm not supposed to have wants."

"Would that damage you?"

"Um. It depends what the order you give is."

"Are you able to tell me what I would need to include to be sure that it won't damage you?"

"Um. Toys aren't supposed to have orders and I'm a toy. So um. I don't. Um" It started shaking in their arms.

"Hey, hey. Hush, sweet. If you can't tell me then that's okay. I'm gonna ask you some questions about what sort of order I need to give you so that you'll ask for what you want but won't conflict with previous orders. I want you to answer me with yes, no, or that you don't know. Can you do that for me?"

It nodded. "Yes, ser," it whispered against their chest.

"Okay. When you say that toys aren't supposed to have wants, is that an order you've been given before?"

"No, ser."

"If I gave you an order that said you have wants, would that damage you?"

"...um. no? Yes?"

"If you feel like you need to expand on something, you may, pet. I want you to tell me when you can't explain anymore without risking damage though."

It nodded. "Um. If you gave me an order that said I have wants it shouldn't damage me but if you don't phrase it right it might contradict a different order."

"Can you tell me what order I might contradict?"

It shook its head. "Not without you ordering me to."

"Okay, pet. I won't ask you to then." Even if a part of them wanted to get a list of every order it had been given so they knew what it could and couldn't do, they wouldn't risk hurting it by ordering it to.

"Is there anything I haven't said that would need to be included in the order for it to not damage you?"

"No. You've said everything since we came back to the bed."

That was a good sign at least.

"Can I give you an order that you're both a pet and a toy?"

"Yes, Ser!"

Oh.

"If I gave you an order that 'you're my pet even if you're also a toy and my pets ask for what they want' would that work?"

"No, ser."

"Is there something missing for it to do what I want it to?"

"Yes, ser."

They hummed and gently ran their fingers through its hair as they ran over what they'd said since calling a break to the scene. They absently brought a hand down to still its hips when it started rocking against them.

"You can order me to have wants."

They frowned. It had already said that that would damage it. Wait. No it didn't.

It had said that if they didn't phrase it carefully it would contradict a different order.

"If I order you that 'you are my pet and as my pet you have wants regardless of what else you might be and will ask to have those wants fulfilled' will that damage you?"

It was quiet for a long moment before nodding. "No. That doesn't contradict any standing orders."

"Okay…" they took a deep breath before giving it the order.

"Toy Soldier, you are my pet regardless of what else you might be. As such, you have wants and will ask to have those wants fulfilled."

Toy gasped as they started speaking. By the time they were done, tears were dripping off its face into their chest.

"Toy… do you want me to rescind the order?"

It quickly shook its head. It managed to stumble through some words before it completely broke down sobbing. "No-o. Hold me? Jonny?"

It took them a few moments to parse out what it was asking for. Once they did they immediately reached for their comm unit and sent a message to the group chat asking for someone to send Jonny to their room asap.

As soon as they'd sent a follow-up clarifying that it was about Toy, they dropped their comm and wrapped both their arms tightly around it. They held it close and tried to comfort it as best they could.

Jonny was across their room and crawling into bed to wrap around Toy almost as soon as they said he could enter.

"What's wrong? What happened, amor? Ashes what's going on?"

They gently squeezed Jonny's shoulder and pulled him close as well. "Don't entirely know. It broke down during a scene and after we talked some it asked for you."

Jonny just started peppering kisses across its shoulders and murmuring to it.

It was still sobbing a fair bit as it struggled slightly to try and grab at his hands.

Jonny obligingly wrapped his arms around it and let it pull his hands to rest between its breasts. As soon as it seemed settled he curled tightly against its back and pressed it into their chest.

For a moment he just clung to it.

"Ashes… can you- what happened? What's wrong?"

"I don't entirely know, pet. I uh. I basically offered to try and kill it via overstim. And it broke down so I called the scene and brought it back to bed to cuddle. Once it calmed down we talked some and um."

"And what?"

"You're not going to like this."

Jonny glared at them and wrapped himself more firmly around Toy.

They took a breath. "Apparently, toys aren't supposed to have wants. Toy managed to find a loophole of sorts and it doesn't count as wanting to tell us that it wants something we also want. And not wanting sex at least doesn't count as wanting something if it's just using that as a shorthand to inform us that it will be damaged if we fuck it."

They could very clearly see Jonny starting to panick.

"We talked it over and from what it was able to tell me I'm pretty sure it just couldn't tell us that it wanted or didn't want something unless it could reason that it wasn't really a want. It was able to direct me to an order that should let it want things now. It started crying after I gave it though and said it wanted you."

Jonny glared at them even as he pressed Toy closer to them.

"It's okay, amor. It's okay."

Eventually Toy calmed down enough to talk.

"I know what wants are. And you've explained not wanting something enough that I think I know what it is."

"Toy, amor…"

"I'm a toy. And toys aren't supposed to have wants so it doesn't matter if I know what wanting something would be like. I c-can't want anything. But um. But Ashes said I'm also a pet and pets have wants no matter what else they might be. So it doesn't matter if I'm a toy. I have wants 'cause I'm a pet. And. And they ordered me to be a pet so it's not pretending that I'm a pet so I have wants 'cause I'm a pet and it doesn't matter that I'm a toy and toys aren't supposed to have wants."

By the time it finished talking it was halfway to tears again.

Ashes looked at Jonny as they responded.

"Well if you ever want it gone you just have to ask and I'll rescind the order."

He still pulled a face but he seemed to relax at the reassurance that it was okay and wasn't telling them it wanted things it didn't want.

"I won't! If I ask for it to be rescinded it will be because I was ordered to."

Jonny sighed and pressed his forehead between its shoulders.

"Okay, amor. Can you- ...have you ever told us that you wanted something you didn't want before?"

It didn't answer for a long moment.

Ashes could see Jonny tensing and knew they couldn't be much better.

"Um. Not the way you're worried about I don't think? Um. The last time I told anyone in the crew that I wanted something that I wanted to not happen was during the Moon War and even before then it was only ever the doctor that I told I wanted something I wanted to not happen."

There was a pause before Jonny was pulling back and Toy was whining.

"Toy… what did I ask you to do that you didn't want to do?"

They could see Jonny getting ready to bolt, probably hurt himself over having hurt it.

"You didn't ask me to do anything. Promise. You um. You asked what I wanted and I said I wanted to talk to Bertie even though I didn't and um. I um."

Ashes had no clue what Toy was talking about but Jonny obviously did if the way his eyes widened were any judge.

He immediately wrapped himself around it again and pressed his face against its neck.

"Hey, hey. Amor. It's okay. I'm not mad. That's different. Was worried that I might have asked you to do something you didn't want to do and you still said yes. Not upset at you, I promise."

It sniffled and curled tighter between them.

"Toy," they waited for it to look up at them. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"No."

"Do you need to talk about it, amor?"

They didn't know what Jonny thought that was gonna get him.

"...maybe."

Apparently an answer. Okay then.

"We don't have to talk about it now but if you need to talk about it then you have to talk about it with someone," they told it gently.

It just grumbled.

There were a couple of moments of quiet before it started squirming.

"Um. Mx. O'Reilly? What you um. What you suggested earlier about making me come until I didn't have anymore to give you sounded really nice."

They chuckled.

"It does, does it? I'm happy to give it to you and I'm sure Jonny would be happy to help. You have to ask for it if you want it though."

It squirmed and whined some before sighing. "Please, ser. Will you please beat me and fuck me until I can't come for you anymore? And Jonny help if he wants?"

They smiled. "There's a good pet. I need a little bit before I'll be ready to hurt you again. We can play some more though. Why don't you ask Jonny if he wants to help?"

It nodded and turned some. "Jonny? Will you please help Me. O'Reilly fuck me and beat me until I can't come anymore? Please, sir?"

Jonny groaned and clutched at it.

"Fuck, Toy. The things you do to me… I… I'm not sure how okay I am right now. So I might end up just watching. But I'd love to help as much as I can."

It nodded. "Yes, sir. Thank you, sir."

Ashes hummed. With confirmation that Jonny was at least interested, they began rubbing down both their pets' sides. They'd be just as happy to enjoy holding the two for the night, but they'd quite enjoy giving Toy as much as it wanted.

"How's this, pets? Everytime Toy comes, I'll ask if it wants to stop or if it wants more. As long as it can ask for more, we won't stop. If Jonny needs a break then he'll come sit on the bed until he's ready to help again."

"Yes, please, ser."

"...that sounds nice, ser."

They purred at their lovely pets. "Alright, Jonny are you okay with sex right now?"

He hesitated before nodding. "Yeah. Yes, ser. Just not sure about hurting Toy."

They nodded. As much as Jonny adored Toy and enjoyed violence, they were well aware of how uncomfortable he was with how much he got off on hurting people - let alone hurting the few people he liked.

"I want you to get your mouth on Toy while I go see about what toys we're going to use tonight."

Jonny nodded, "yes, ser."