Continuing my hunt wasn't worth the risk. He had already escaped into the dungeon, and pursuing him further would be incredibly foolish.

You have earned the skill [Maul]

You have earned a rank. [Maul I] has become [Maul II]

You have earned a level. (Note: Experience limitation of one level per event triggered.)

Vixen has earned two ranks. [Dagger I] has become [Dagger III]

Vixen has earned the skill [Dual Wield]

Vixen has earned a rank. [Dual Wield I] has become [Dual Wield II]

Vixen has gained a unique class.

Vixen is now a [Reaper of Blood]

Vixen has earned the skill [Terrifying Aura]

Vixen has earned three ranks. [Terrifying Aura I] has become [Terrifying Aura IV]

Vixen has earned the skill [Bloody Strike]

Vixen has earned three ranks. [Bloody Strike I] has become [Bloody Strike IV]

Vixen has earned a level. (Note: Experience limitation of one level per event triggered.)

After returning to Kolra's temple, I descended through the opening my breath attack had carved into the stone structure.

Sensing Kolra, I faced her and nodded in respect. Kneeling once had been enough to satisfy honor. I wouldn't do it again. The goddess stood before her alter and watched as I approached.

"Welcome back, Ciarra," she said. "Those imposters were sent by another deity. They captured my clergy and bound them with enchanted slave collars. I had Vixen free them. Lead them in service, and you will become my High Priestess."

I glared at her, "I'm the only one that gives Vixen orders."

"Calm down. I didn't command anything. I merely suggested that her unique position as your trusted pet could be used to further your desires in ways Vixen hadn't considered. For example, she could free my clergy because she knew that's what you would desire."

I snorted. My perfect pet will do as I wish, one way or the other, regardless of this goddesses whims.

She considered, "I also explained how being in a dungeon weakens you. She didn't take the news well. I may have created a monster," she sounded amused.

She did WHAT? I growled at her. "You-" I started to say when she interrupted me.

"When were you going to tell her?"

I bit my lip. My oath kept me from lying, and I didn't want to tell Kolra the truth.

"That's what I thought. Your dragon's pride might have killed you. Vixen is your first and best defense against the champion tomorrow. She needed to know."

"I know," I sighed.

Kolra said, "Wait till you see Vixen. You forced her to become a predator, and it's caused some fascinating changes. She remains entirely submissive to you, but she'll never submit to anyone else. Her view of the world has crystalized. She belongs to you. Everyone else is prey. Even I'm just dangerous prey," then Kolra vanished.

Scenting Vixen nearby, I followed her delightful fragrance to the vestibule.

Coated with the blood of her victims, Vixen looked like the deadly killer I asked for her to become. She had forced an innocent-looking catgirl to kneel at her feet. My pet's well fitted black leather armor did little to conceal her figure, and neither did the catgirl's sheer white camise.

I could sense their lust for each other.

Just this afternoon, my pet had desperately tried to understand her place in my world, but that anxiety is gone. Vixen is confident, and it shows. Kolra's right, she isn't submissive anymore. Except for me.

The catgirl had the spark, and she was a submissive who would relish being dominated, humiliated, and physically restrained. Her flavor was distinctly different from my pet's heavy masochism.

I wanted them both.

Leather straps bound the catgirls arms behind her back, and her legs together. She had a heavy metal collar around her neck. The young woman struggled, but my pet held her down effortlessly.

Vixen hungrily watched her struggling catgirl, her tail twitching back and forth rapidly, a genuine predator. Watching my diminutive foxkin dominate a catgirl twice her size stole my breath away.

Vixen looked up at my gasp, and her face transformed. Devotion, awe, and an intense spike of lust churned the air around her. It was almost a physical blow. I closed my eyes for a moment and basked in the glorious scent.

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Spoiler: Spoiler

Short version: Ciarra and Vixen both have a wonderful time, although their actions scare the catgirl.

Ciarra reaffirms her growing love for her pet, even if they make a twisted pair. Followed by early morning sex with where Vixen reaffirms her complete submission to Ciarra.

IMPORTANT: Vixen is in all out pain loving masochistic mode, and Ciarra indulges her.

The full scene is available here: https://storiesonline.net/s/20605:216831/chapter-12-ciarra-the-cold

[Continued scene...]

When I woke, the vestibule was full of people; Kolra's clergy. Perhaps a hundred of them knelt, eyes on the floor. Row after row, in an arc before me.

Vixen, still as nude as I was, knelt between us. She looked up at me, radiating love and absolute devotion. With one hand pressed down on Kitten's back, Vixen held the catgirl prostrate.

Before becoming her High Priestess, I needed to conduct holy services in Kolra's name. My little foxkin must have arranged everything. Kolra must have told her about this requirement yesterday.

Eyes burning, my foxkin said, "Demigod Ciarra The Cold, Frozen Queen Of The Glaciers, High Priestess and Champion of Kolra, Goddess of Domination and Control, this unworthy Kitten wishes to beg a favor."

I smiled down at the young woman, and said, "Tell me, Kitten, for what favor do you beg?"

The catgirl radiated awe and controlled fear, bound by hope and lust. Her voice was firm, but it still trembled by the end, "Please, make me one of your pets."

"No," my response was firm, and the catgirl started to panic.

"Vixen, my pet, my little predator, you conquered her. Take Kitten for yourself. A well-deserved prize."

Vixen blinked, shocked, "May I share her with you?" she asked in a small anxious voice.

Vixen's scared I rejected the catgirl because I didn't want her. A natural fear, but it's easy to assuage.

"Frequently," I replied, smiling my approval, "Perhaps constantly."

Suddenly smelling confident again, tail wagging, Vixen whispered to the still prostrate catgirl.

The catgirl spoke loudly, almost shouting, "I swear to be Vixen's loyal Kitten, on the name of Demigod Ciarra The Cold, Frozen Queen Of The Glaciers, High Priestess and Champion of Kolra, Goddess of Domination and Control."

The oathbinding flared into existence and settled into place, between the two of them.

"You may rise," I said.

Vixen released Kitten, and everyone stood up uncertainty. Kolra's clergy was amusingly nervous. I'm sure Kolra never had a service like this before, but I'm not a normal priestess.

"Vixen, come here," my foxkin approached, and I lifted her into my arms. We faced Kitten and the clergy. Vixen would need an unobstructed view of her Kitten, so I ordered her to strip.

Flushing with embarrassment, Kitten undressed. When she tried to cover herself, I ordered her to put her hands behind her back. Kitten was completely exposed.

Then I asked Vixen what changes she wanted me to make to her pet.

Kitten stiffened, "Changes? What changes?" she asked.

I focused on Kitten and leaned in close and breathed deeply, enjoying the delightful of the fragrance of fear. "Anything my pet wants." I stroked my fingers through Kitten's bangs, causing her hair to grow in a long rainbow of colors, and turned back to Vixen. "What color would you like her hair and skin to be? Her eyes? What about her breasts? Do you want her shorter than you? Taller than me? Just say the word, and I'll sculpt her into whatever you desire."

"Thank you, My Queen."

It seemed that I had shocked my pet again, but she took it in stride. A few minutes later, she had made her decision.

"Please change Kitten's hair, ears, tail, and eyes to pink, and keep her skin light," Vixen blushed as she continued, "Make her breasts larger. And, um, can you make her tongue extra long?"

It only takes a few minutes to make the changes for Vixen, and a few additional alterations for myself. Kitten's pale skin was soon a permanent change. She'd never tan again. I squatted down and stroked Kitten's legs, removing all hair. I liked my foxkin's fur, but Kitten looked like a human with cat ears and a tail. Hairy legs were unacceptable. I did the same thing to her underarms. Kitten jumped when I cupped her sex and permanently removed her bush. With a few strokes, I gave her a facelift, fixed her teeth, sculpted her butt, and made a few other minor adjustments to her figure. Then I cupped her breasts and increased the size of her bust until Vixen was satisfied.

Using [Flesh Shaping] I boosted all of Kitten's stats and put her single stat increase into mind. In deference to Kitten's station as my pet's pet, I restricted her strength boost to half power, after all, I enjoyed watching Vixen overpower her, so I wasn't about to give her enough physical strength to spoil their game.

Joining the adventurers guild required joining the mandatory dungeon run, and we were running short on time. We needed to be at the southern gates in an hour or two. I ended the service and ordered Vixen to take Kitten to the adventurers guild so she could pick up the [Wizard] class while I ate breakfast and donned my armor.

When they returned, we would head to the southern gates together.

Your class has evolved. You are now a [High Priestess]

Quest Complete: [Become Kolra's High Priestess]