Gilda's Toilet

Chrono felt like collapsing in the stark, uncaring heat that had been frying his brain for the last hour or so whilst he had been standing perfectly still without as much as a drop of water in return for his efforts.

He was placed upon a wooden stand alongside three other unfortunate changelings that the Queen herself had deemed unworthy of her hive. He was looking out in boredom at the stream of passing ponies, wandering around the marketplace where he was being sold as an item.

Well... Unworthy was probably a bit of an exaggeration. His presence had been deemed unimportant enough that he could be sacrificed in order to try and piss off Celestia, something the changeling queen enjoyed doing quite a lot. And this time she had thought of the brilliant idea of trying to sell off her drones right in front of her royal snout as means of upsetting her sense of fairness.

It had become like a game to her. Find a way to make Celestia turn into Daybreaker, even just for a moment. At this point, this was probably the only reason she even held these stupid markets still.

It was a tradition originally proposed by Celestia at a diplomatic meeting amongst the warring leaders. She wished to have Chrysalis arrange a yearly market at her own hive, where ponies and changelings could freely talk to each other and conduct festive activities.

Chrysalis knew fully well she had probably just proposed this to be able to see how much her hive was growing, and adjust her own military accordingly, but she had agreed to it anyways.

She had agreed to this proposal of hers for two reasons. First of all, markets are fun, there's no denying that, not even for an evil queen. Secondly, since the market was held in her nation, she could conduct it according to her rules and she could do things to piss off Celestia immensely... Like selling pony skulls or hosting public torture sessions, or executions.

Last year, she tried to sell off some of the ponies from her love-farm as means of taunting the pony princess. Gut that, she realized in hindsight, hadn't been the best of ideas... Celestia had ordered her people to leave, depriving Chrysalis of the pleasure of a good market entirely.

So this year, she decided to dial her sadistic mockery back, just a nudge, and try to sell off some of her changelings instead.

She didn't really expect anypony to buy them. Slavery was illegal to pony-kind after all. But much to her surprise and anger, the first changeling sold had went to none other than Celestia herself, who seemed to gleefully accept a changeling as her personal toy, promptly ruining Chrysalis' mood in the process.

The princess seemed about as pleased as Chrysalis was angry when she picked up her newly acquired slave for just 500 bits. The pony ruler's smug smirk had caused Chrysalis to growl, and Chrono to shiver where he stood.

He promptly bent his neck a little in fear as he felt his queen's quiet rage behind him as the princess left.

At least he wasn't going to be sold now... Nopony else had the authority to buy a slave. He would need to catch the attention of one of a creature living outside of pony society for that to happen, and he hadn't seen any of those running around...

But he soon would...

Not too far from him, a large, female Griffon was strolling the market streets amongst changelings and ponies at her own leisure.

She carried herself with such a dominant presence that ponies were moving out of her way much quicker than they were the many changelings', (which they also feared quite a bit). Her confident gait would soon take her towards Chrysalis' slave booth.

Chrono noticed her approaching from a relatively great distance, her large physique making her a lot more eye-catching than the rest of the market attendees, and her demeanor oozing of ripe, dangerous confidence, even from all the way across the yard.

He let his eyes follow her frame as she was seemingly heading his way, not even looking where she walked as everypony gave her space.

As she got a little closer, their eyes met, causing Chrono to quickly look to the side, suddenly flustered.

Soon he could hear the steps of her heavy back paws, paired with the scraping noise of her sharp, deadly claws, and he looked back at her as she wandered straight up to him, not stopping before she was standing right in front of him.

Her presence at afar was frightening enough, but up close, her gaze was enough to make his knees shiver... Still, he couldn't help but feel captivated by this magnificent griffon. There was something very special about her, that much was obvious. She was tall, strong, beautiful. And her authoritarian superiority hung thick in the air, even more so than it did from the changeling queen right behind him.

She looked at him with intrigue, ignoring every other slave at the stand around them. Her large beak was almost touching his face as she looked at him with a calm, almost seductive gaze, causing the changeling to blush immensely.

"Cute," she uttered in a deep, tomboy-ish voice.

"Does he do any tricks?" she continued, clearly talking to the seller, though she didn't break eye-contact with her prey even for a moment.

The queen answered with a low growl, still angry at the Celestia inccident.

"He'll do what you want of him," she muttered.

The griffon gently lifted one of her powerful claws up to his chin and turned his muzzle around in her strong grasp, inspecting his face in amusement.

Chrono could feel her superior strength as she gently but firmly forced him to turn his neck for her.

"M-ma'am," he started, but he was immediately cut off by the avian feline.

"Hush, dweeb. I'll tell you when to talk."

She tilted her birdlike head slightly to the side, thinking over her potential buy.

Without warning, she suddenly issued an order.

"Stick your fucking tongue out," she commanded with a tone not even rivaled by his queen in ripe dominance.

Her smirk grew when he complied without hesitation, giving himself up to her marehandling, shutting up, and revealing his changeling tongue to her.

She chuckled in her deep, womanly voice, clearly finding this interaction quite enjoyable.

"Now, touch your snout," she continued, finally letting go of his head.

Once again, he quickly complied. He would have done so no matter who had told him, but for her, he was just that much faster... Whether out of fear or admiration.

Taking a good look at the creature, the griffon burst out laughing, causing Chrono to blush even more deeply than he already was.

"Fuck, you look dumb, Dweeb," she uttered in unbridled joy as her laughing fit slowly died out.

"How much?" she finally asked, turning her gaze up at the queen, and grabbing onto the changeling's muzzle once again, clearly just because she enjoyed forcing his muzzle in the position she wanted.

"800 bits," came her grumpy answer. (He was the most expensive one remaining)

Still smirking in a rather unsettling manner, the griffon replied with a confident bargain.

"I'll give you six."

Expecting his queen to start yelling at this offer, Chrono closed his eyes, his potential buyer's claws still gently touching his muzzle. But to his surprise, she just gave up with a low grumble, and accepted her terms.

"Fine... 600 bits and, he's yours. Just leave me alone then!"

He couldn't tell if she was just not in the mood to get upset, or if this quite dominant griffon actually had the queen herself subdued. Either way, after watching the griffon throw some bits on his stand, he was officially no longer a part of the hive.

He belonged to her now, and he felt a rush of both dread and excitement as her wide smirk grew even wider.

"You hear that? You're mine now, bitch."

"Y-yes, Ma'am," he muttered unsure of how to act, having never actually expected to be sold off in the first place.

... He gulped ... He was yet to know what future awaited him, but in the presence of his new mistress, he felt frightened to his core.