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Frosty smiled nervously to Mojo as they entered the pub. “A-Are you sure…that this place is safe, Mojo?”
Mojo nodded, “It’s just a pub, Frosty, besides, how else will we celebrate?” Mojo was of course, referring to their most recent escape from the clutches of Artemis and Adrian.
“U-Um, perhaps a quiet drink at h-home?” Frosty touched her fingers together nervously, looking down at the ground, “I mean…we’re not even old enough to drink…are we?”
Mojo laughed gently as they took their seats at the bar. “Who cares? Shouldn’t two girls be able to have some fun once in a while?”
Frosty let out a nervous laugh, as their drinks were served to them.
“Hey!” Yelled out an angry voice behind them. Frosty and Mojo swivelled around on the seats.
“Can I help you?” Frosty asked nervously.
There was a small silence, and the cloaked figure stayed in the shadows. “No…I thought you were somebody else…” He coughed hoarsely and turned back around.
Frosty and Mojo turned back to their drinks. Frosty moved her nose in close to the drink. She sniffed gently. Too bad she’d never had a good sniff at alcohol, if she had, her sensitive nose would have been able to differentiate the…‘abnormalities’ in the drink.
Frosty disregarded it, thinking that that smell was normal in alcohol. She smiled to Mojo. Mojo smiled back “Bottoms up!” They both giggled. Mojo drank hers a little faster than Frosty, who was almost too nervous to start.
Almost immediately afterwards, Frosty’s head began to ache, and she put her hand to her temple, looking to Mojo to notice she was doing the same thing. Mojo grabbed Frosty’s hand with her free one, and they both left the bar.
Mojo and Frosty began to stumble, and Frosty gasped as Mojo fell to her knees. She bent down to help her, but found her legs gave out as well. Frosty grabbed Mojo’s hand and held it tight
“T-Told y-you th-th-this was a b-bad i-idea…” Frosty grinned sadly, finding her speech was slurred. “S-stay w-with me…o-okay?”
Mojo nodded, and they both squeezed each other’s hands, trying to keep each other awake.
Frosty and Mojo fell to the ground, and their eyes grew heavy.
The squeezing stopped, and their muscles relaxed.
There was a pair of low chuckling, as Mojo and Frosty’s limp bodies were taken off the sidewalk.


Frosty’s eyes flickered open slightly; she lay limp on the ground. She looked to her left, noticing Mojo was just waking up too. Frosty made a small groaning sound, too weak to move. Mojo looked over at her weakly, and Frosty’s ears pricked up slightly as she heard speaking.
“Excellent, you’re both awake…” The voice chuckled deeply.
“Shall we begin?” A second voice asked.
Mojo felt a small pulling on her neck, and she let out a tiny squeak.
“Now, now, my darling…don’t be afraid!” Artemis grinned, stepping out of the shadows.
“There is no reason to fear us…” Adrian smirked, pulling gently on Frosty’s leash.
“A-Artemis…” Mojo whispered weakly, her ears lowering.
“A-Adrian…” Frosty whimpered, her ears also lowering.
“Oh really now, you girls are being quite rude. You are both to refer to us both as ‘Master’ from now on…” Adrian chuckled.
“Yes…that name seems QUITE appropriate…”
Frosty and Mojo, without meaning to, answered in unison, “Yes Masters…”
Frosty squeaked slightly in surprise. She knew why this was happening.
There was a cackle coming from Adrian “Oh come on Frosty, you know what’s happened right? The reason you still have your minds, but have to obey our every command?”
Frosty nodded slowly. Mojo looked a little confused. Artemis, noticing her confusion, smiled evilly down at her, “We hypnotised you while you slept my dear…while it does not take your minds away, it takes your ability to fight back.”
Frosty whimpered and tried to reach out to Mojo, who also reached out. Their arms shook from what to them, was a huge effort.
Adrian grinned, “Tut tut my dears, we can’t allow you two to get too comfy…not yet anyway…” He pulled a wooden cross out of his pocket; it seemed to have metal plating on the bottom. He pushed a button, and just as Frosty’s fingers were within centimetres of Mojo’s, metal cords flew out of the cross, one connecting to each of Frosty’s wrists and ankles. Adrian tilted the cross, and the cords pulled Frosty to her knees. “M-Mojo!” Frosty yelled out with all her strength, trying to reach out for her.
“Frosty!” Mojo whimpered as strings of Artemis’ black, thick ooze flew out of his fingers, attaching themselves to the same places as on Frosty, Artemis pulled her to her knees also.
Frosty and Mojo struggled as much as their weakened bodies would allow. Adrian bent down and looked Frosty in the eyes, grinning evilly. “You will stop struggling, won’t you my dear?”
Frosty replied grimly, “Yes Master…” And as her struggling ceased, he rose back to full height, grinning down at her as she blushed deeply, knowing she had no more control over her own limbs.
Artemis looked down at Mojo and gave a sharp jerk with his fingers, making her stand up. “And you will too, won’t you, cutie?”
Mojo let out a tiny cry from his tug. “Yes Master” And she stopped too. He gently kissed her forehead and let her slump back down to her knees. To his kiss, Mojo blushed.
“That’s a good girl…don’t we just have the most wonderful slaves, Adrian?”
“You mean our little puppets? Oh yes…they are quite obedient…”
Artemis licked his lips, looking down at Mojo as she looked up at him worriedly. “Why don’t we have a little fun with our puppets? I’d certainly like to have a little… ‘fun’… with Mojo…no objections this time ‘round eh Mojo?” He laughed down at her, knowing she couldn’t defy him.
Adrian shrugged, “Whatever you’d like…” He grinned evilly down at Frosty, “…As long as I get to keep this little one….”


“Oh don’t worry, I have a feeling they’ll both belong to us for a LONG time!”
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Hehe...although this looks majorly gay, it actually took me ages...anyway, enjoy!!!



Story and Art (c) ME
Adrian and Mojo (c)
Artemis and Frosty (c) ME

*See's Adrian* SEXYSEXYSEXYSEXY *Has a nosebleed*