I was a nekojin. That meant a cat-person. I had the stereotypical cat ears, whiskers and tail. Fur went from my elbows to my fingertips and from my toes to my knees. As a sense of curiosity came over me, I flexed my hands. A set of sharp claws appeared. With a simple look around, I saw that I was in a group of other similar nekojin. We were all calico nekojin. Our base fur color was white with orange and black patches. That was pretty cool. A bleak dungeon with metal bars surrounded us with a cage. It was clear that, whatever was happening, things were not going well for us. On the outside of the cage was a trio of dangerous human figures. As a simple NPC avatar, I was limited in what I could do. We were all tied up and bound in chains to the walls. The figure in the center stood forward and entered the cage. "Alright. We've caught you members of the Calico Clan after the battle and took out your leader, Katux. As a result, you will now be slaves of the Empire." he said with a smirk. That seemed to be a pretty bad start. The man was not finished. "You have a final choice ahead." he said.
Rolling my eyes, I looked at him to see what the options were. "Your first choice is to work on the plantations of the Duke of Kezia. Hard labor will be your lot in life, but you will not go unfed. The second choice is to go down to the old Red Light districts in Eri, Rokza and Asa as pleasure slaves. You will be made use of by those that buy time with you. Maybe you can catch the eye of a lover willing to buy your freedom." he explained. The 3 humans then took a moment to laugh. "The third choice you can take is to fight for your freedom. If you become gladiators, you can go free if you win 10 fights." he said before standing back to stand with the others. That seemed fair to me. I wanted to be a gladiator. It would be a way to get some exp. and it would be more exciting than being fucked by dirty men or picking crops. I was allowed to move to the slaver that I wanted to go to. I saw the gladiator had his gear on and I went to him. There were 25 of us in all. 11 nekojin went to the plantations. 9 of them went to the pimp for the Red Light districts. The rest were for the gladiator pits. It was 5 of us.
With a quick separation, we were taken to our quarters. It was cool to see the outside of the dungeon. It was not cool that we were all fettered in chains on our arms and iron collars. The outside was more than a simple fantasy town. It was more of a large city. The other nekojin with me were 3 males and 1 female. Anda, Chonmo, Fimzi were triplets and Nuzri was the sole female. I sidled up to them to rally them together. "Whatever happens in there, I think we can all get out if we work together." I said positively. Anda and Nuzri seemed to be pumped up by that little speech. Fimzi was a bit downcast. Chonmo seemed to regard me with skepticism. He probably thought that I was going to take advantage of them. I would just have to prove him wrong. When we got to the pits, we were thrown into a big cell in a sub-basement level of the large colosseum. All of the other gladiator slaves were there. 50 of us were there in all. 30 of them were humans, elves and dwarves. The rest of us here were beastkin and demi-human. As the freshest meat, we were going to need to watch all our backs.
